Hong Kong films: Starting from Shaolin Temple

The hermit of the thatched cottage also joined in, exchanging ideas with them and having a great time.

As an ancient person who traveled from another time, perhaps only a mentally ill person could communicate with him without any barriers.

Seeing Wang Xian'er and Long Yan appear at the door,

The hermit of the thatched cottage was overjoyed and said:

"Miss Shi Shi, you've arrived!"

Wang Xian'er smiled awkwardly and asked tentatively:

"Layman, how are you doing here?"

She was worried that the hermit of the thatched cottage might blame her, so she sent him to a mental hospital last night.

"It's great! I really like it here!"

The hermit of the thatched cottage seemed quite satisfied and said:

"Not only do I have maids to take care of me, but I also have these fellow Daoists to discuss profound mysteries with me. How delightful!"

The nurse shook her head and said:

"He's quite ill! It seems we need to increase the dosage!"

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078 Mystical Arts: Lam Ching-ying Turns into a Little Mongrel! Wang Xian'er is Stunned

Long Yan and Wang Xian'er looked at each other in bewilderment.

Unexpectedly, the hermit of the thatched cottage mistook a mental patient for a fellow Daoist.

Moreover, I'm quite happy living here.

Fortunately, the hermit of the thatched cottage was from ancient times and did not know what a mental hospital was.

"Miss Shishi, I have many questions I want to ask you."

Although the hermit of the thatched cottage was unaware that this was a mental hospital,

But he felt that everything here was strange.

Strange clothes, strange houses, strange carriages...

Everything was something he had never seen before.

Therefore, the hermit of the thatched cottage also realized that he might have come to an unfamiliar era.

“Layman, please ask whatever questions you have. After you finish asking, I also have many questions to ask you.”

Wang Xian'er and Long Yan led the Hermit of the Thatched Cottage to an empty room, ensuring their conversation would be kept secret.

"What era is it now?" asked the hermit of the thatched cottage.

“Late 80s,” Wang Xian’er replied. “This is Hong Kong.”

The hermit of the thatched cottage didn't quite understand what the year meant, so he asked again:

"Is the emperor still a member of the Zhu family?"

“No! There are no emperors in this era anymore,” Wang Xian’er said. “The ruling parties are the ones that govern.”

"So, the Ming Dynasty is already over?" The hermit in the thatched cottage asked in surprise, "How many years have passed since the Ming Dynasty began?"

The ancient Chinese dating system is different from the modern dating system.

There was no concept of BC or AD in ancient times, so the hermit of the thatched cottage couldn't understand what Wang Xian'er meant by the late 80s.

"Let me think about it..."

Somewhat embarrassingly, Wang Xian'er couldn't figure it out.

Because she didn't know which year the Ming Dynasty was established,

He disliked studying from a young age and his grades in all subjects were poor, which is why he chose to play basketball and later act in movies.

As for history and culture classes, I've long forgotten them.

Moreover, unless you're a history enthusiast, nobody really cares about remembering dates.

"Layman, nearly four hundred years have passed since the Ming Dynasty." Long Yan answered for Wang Xian'er.

Although he couldn't remember the exact year, he could still calculate the approximate time difference.

"Four hundred years?!" The hermit exclaimed, dumbfounded. "I never imagined I would arrive four hundred years in the future!"

He finally understood why there were so many things he had never seen before here.

So this is four hundred years in the future!

The changes are tremendous!

"Layman, how did you travel from the Ming Dynasty to this world?" Wang Xian'er asked, voicing her curiosity.

"At that time, I was fighting with the Fusang Demon King. I accidentally opened the Heavenly Gate with the magic array. Then there was a bright light, and I came here."

The hermit of the thatched cottage briefly described the scene at the time. He had almost destroyed the ghost king, but because the gate to heaven and earth was opened, the ghost king was able to escape.

"By the way, Miss Shishi, why are you in this era? And why do you know so much about it?"

The hermit of the thatched cottage was very puzzled, especially by a crucial question.

"I remember you were killed by the Ghost King and turned into a demoness after death. How did you come back to life?"

The premise of all these problems is that the hermit of the thatched cottage mistakenly took Wang Xian'er for Shi Shi.

“Master, actually, I am not the girl Shishi you described.” Wang Xian’er no longer wanted to deceive the hermit of the thatched hut, and said:

“I was born in this era, and my name is Wang Xian’er.”

"You're not Shi Shi?!" The hermit of the thatched cottage looked Wang Xian'er up and down incredulously. "Except for the clothes, you and Miss Shi Shi look exactly alike."

"But I am not her."

Although Wang Xian'er believed that Shi Shi might be her past life, a past life is a past life, and Wang Xian'er only wanted to be herself and did not want to become Shi Shi.

"If you're not Shi Shi, why do you know me?"

The hermit of the thatched cottage discovered further doubts and felt that it simply didn't make sense.

“Layman, I really don’t know you.” Wang Xian’er pointed at Long Yan and said, “But Little Master told me about your story, so that’s how I know you.”

The hermit looked at Long Yan in surprise, never expecting that this young monk was so well hidden and was actually the mastermind behind everything!

"Little monk, do you know any legends about me?" the hermit asked.

"I know! I found the story of Miss Shi Shi in the ancient martial arts legends when I was browsing through ancient books in the Shaolin Temple's Sutra Pavilion."

Long Yan found a reason to explain the origin of the story, so as not to arouse the suspicion of the Hermit of the Thatched Cottage.

"So that's how it is! How wonderful!" the Hermit of the Thatched Cottage exclaimed in amazement. "I never imagined that my thatched cottage would be recorded in a book and passed down to future generations."

This feeling is amazing!

Having traveled to the modern era and heard the legends about him circulating among modern people, the Hermit of the Thatched Cottage was naturally a little proud.

"Little monk, then let me ask you, have I attained enlightenment and become an immortal?"

This is the question that the hermit of the thatched cottage is most concerned about.

As a member of the Xuanmen sect, he spent his entire life cultivating Taoist arts, hoping to become an immortal.

"Layman, are you sure you want to know the answer in advance?" Long Yan asked in return.

After all, knowing the outcome of one's life in advance is definitely not a good thing.

Life has lost its sense of anticipation.

"It seems I didn't become an immortal in the end." The Hermit of the Thatched Cottage sighed, and he could guess what was going on from Long Yan's tone.

This is definitely bad news!

It's disheartening that a lifelong pursuit could end in failure.

“Layman, with your level of Taoist skills, you can already be called a terrestrial immortal, but you have not ascended to heaven and cannot live forever.”

Long Yan comforted the hermit of the thatched cottage, saying that reaching his level was already quite an achievement.

"Very well, even if I cannot become a true immortal and live forever, I will still rid the world of demons and monsters."

The hermit of the thatched cottage then asked Long Yan:

"Little monk, do you know where the Fusang Ghost King is? I'm going to get rid of him."

“I understand!” Long Yan nodded and said, “However, given your current state, is it a bit of a stretch to deal with the Ghost King?”

Although the Hermit of the Thatched Cottage was very strong, the Demon King of Fusang was not weak either.

Getting rid of the Ghost King is really not easy.

Even in the movie's plot, it wasn't the hermit of the thatched cottage who killed the ghost king.

Instead, it was Gigi, the female doctor played by Wang Xian'er, who used a dagger-wielding magic weapon to kill the human possessed by the Ghost King, thus eliminating the Ghost King.

Therefore, we cannot rashly take the hermit of the thatched hut to deal with the ghost king; we need to make thorough preparations in advance.

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“You’re right. I need to find my left and right protectors, that is, my two disciples. With their help, our chances of winning will be much greater.”

The hermit in the thatched hut thought of his apprentices. Before he transmigrated, it was the two of them who helped him open the gate to the heavens and earth, and he was just a hair's breadth away from killing the Ghost King.

"Little monk, do you know where my two disciples are?" the hermit asked.

“I know, they are in the Lord’s House.” Long Yan knew this perfectly well.

"The Lord's household?" the hermit exclaimed in surprise. "Could they be with the Emperor?"

“Layman, there are no emperors in this era.” Wang Xian’er explained, “The Lord’s House is a church, a place where people believe in Jesus, similar to a Taoist temple or Buddhist temple.”

"What kind of deity is Jesus?" the hermit in the thatched cottage asked curiously.

“Jesus is the god of the West,” Wang Xian’er replied.

"Never heard of it." The hermit of the thatched cottage looked bewildered, but that wasn't the point. He said: