Hong Kong films: Starting from Shaolin Temple

Xiao Hui: That hurts.

But he wasn't about to back down, and retorted:

"It's better than that guy who died in a brothel on a woman's belly. He lived up to his name, going crazy and having a stroke right away!"

As a first-rank military officer, Ma Shangfeng naturally did not want to become the disciple of the Hermit of the Thatched Cottage at first.

However, he overexerted himself in the brothel, suffered a stroke, and appeared to be dead.

Only then did he willingly become a disciple of the Hermit of the Thatched Cottage.

Having his secret exposed, Ma Shangfeng became somewhat embarrassed and angry, and wanted to fight with his senior brother Xiaohui.

"shut up!"

The hermit of the thatched cottage stopped his two disciples from bickering, disappointed that they were so hopeless, especially since it happened in front of outsiders, making him lose face.

"You two have disappointed me greatly! Just pretend I don't have you two disciples. You can leave now."

After being reprimanded by the hermit, the two quickly reconciled and apologized to the hermit.

"Master, now that the Fusang Demon King has been defeated, can I report back to the Emperor?"

Ma Shangfeng was still waiting to receive a reward from the emperor and be promoted to a higher rank.

"It's too early," the hermit of the thatched cottage said to his two disciples.

"Although the Fusang Ghost King was defeated, he was not completely eliminated, and he may gather the ghost soldiers of the underworld, which would be detrimental to Miss Shishi."

Therefore, I need the two of you to work together as my left and right protectors, to set up the magic array, reopen the Heavenly Gate, and completely destroy the Fusang Ghost King.

Moreover, this is also key to their return to ancient times.

The hermit of the thatched cottage still wanted to return to the Ming Dynasty, rather than stay in this completely unfamiliar world.

"Master, where should we set up the formation?" Ma Shangfeng asked the hermit of the thatched hut.

"The target of the Fusang Demon King is Miss Shishi, so we will set up an array at Miss Shishi's house tonight."

The hermit of the thatched cottage looked at Wang Xian'er and asked for her opinion.

Wang Xian'er thought for a moment and said:

"Layman, I'm afraid I won't be home tonight. I'm going to the film set to shoot a night scene for A Chinese Ghost Story 3."

She took a day off last night and decided to go to the film set to shoot today.

Last night, Wang Xian'er was afraid to go out alone because Long Yan went out to catch ghosts.

Now that Long Yan was by her side, Wang Xian'er wasn't so scared anymore, so she went to the film set to shoot as usual.

Moreover, Long Yan also has scenes tonight, and he also has to go to film a movie.

"The film set you're talking about, is it that Lanruo Temple?"

The hermit still didn't understand what making movies meant.

The only thing he remembered was that place, called Lanruo Temple.

After all, that's where he fell into this world, and he was even treated like a madman by the crew.

"That's it."

Wang Xian'er nodded and said:

“Layman, if you want to set up a magic array there, I suggest you go early, otherwise it will be inconvenient when the film crew starts working at night.”

After all, the crew members had all met the hermit of the thatched cottage.

It wouldn't be good if any more misunderstandings occurred.

"Miss Shishi, shall we go now?" The Hermit of the Thatched Cottage also wanted to make arrangements in advance.

The magic array must be set up before nightfall.

"Sure, I'll take you there now."

Wang Xian'er checked the time; it was 2 PM, and she could still arrive at the Lanruo Temple film set before the crew started work.

After all,

Wang Xian'er then drove the group off.

Long Yan sat in the passenger seat, while the Hermit of the Thatched Cottage and his two disciples sat in the back.

"What kind of vehicle is this? It can move on its own without being pulled by horses."

Ma Shangfeng was very surprised and felt it was amazing.

"Don't make a fuss, this is called a car." The hermit had ridden in a car several times and was quite familiar with it.

In fact, he was even more surprised than his apprentice Ma Shangfeng when he first rode in a car.

And that vehicle was heading to a mental hospital.

three o'clock in the afternoon,

We arrived at the film set.

Lanruo Temple was very quiet, a scene of ruin and desolation.

Although this was a setup deliberately created by the production team, Lanruo Temple had already been built starting from A Chinese Ghost Story 1.

Aside from filming, no one comes here.

When no one is around, it does indeed feel as quiet as a haunted house.

"Layman, you have two hours to set up the magic array."

Wang Xian'er checked the time and said:

"The crew will be here in two hours."

The hermit of the thatched hut immediately led his two disciples to set up the magic array.

The magic circle requires many talismans and magical artifacts.

Especially a bronze mirror, which is the key element of the magic array.

By placing these items in different locations according to the theories of Qimen Dunjia, magical effects can be produced, even distorting space and time and opening the mysterious gates of heaven and earth.

The hermit himself was in charge of presiding over the ritual, while his two disciples helped him protect the ritual.

Of course, the magic circle will not be activated until the Fusang Demon King arrives.

The hermit of the thatched hut concealed the talismans and ritual implements, making them blend into the surrounding environment so that they would not be easily discovered.

More than an hour passed.

Only then is the magic array considered complete.

"Little monk, I may not have time to teach you Qimen Dunjia."

The hermit of the thatched cottage and Long Yan chatted idly, and he said:

"If the Japanese Ghost King attacks tonight and the underworld's ghost soldiers are mobilized, there will only be two outcomes."

"Either we are all killed by vengeful ghosts and our souls return to the underworld."

"Either we eliminate the Fusang Ghost King, and the Heavenly Gate reopens, then my two disciples and I should be able to return to the Ming Dynasty."

Clearly, regardless of the outcome, the Hermit of the Thatched Cottage had no time to teach Long Yan more Taoist arts.

So far, all he has taught Long Yan is the paper crane from Maoshan magic and the Five Thunder Talisman.

Long Yan knew, of course, that the Hermit of the Thatched Cottage would definitely return to ancient times.

But this does not mean that the hermit of the thatched hut could not teach him Taoist arts.

“Layman, although we are separated by nearly five hundred years, some things cannot be erased by time.”

Long Yan believes that if the hermit of the thatched cottage were to return to ancient times, it might actually be an opportunity for him.

This means that he can obtain things from five hundred years ago!

"I think I understand what you mean."

The hermit suddenly realized that Long Yan's mind was truly brilliant.

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“Little monk, if I can return to the Ming Dynasty, I will compile all my writings and give them to the abbot of Shaolin Temple so that they can be passed down from generation to generation, and finally be handed over to you.”

The hermit of the thatched hut promised that he wished to pass on all the Taoist arts he had learned in his life to Long Yan.

He had witnessed Long Yan's talent and was astonished by it.

I believe that Long Yan will definitely be able to carry forward and promote Taoist arts.

"Is there anything else you want? As long as it's not against morality, I can help you find it."

The hermit of the thatched cottage asked Long Yan,

He genuinely treated Long Yan as a disciple and nurtured him.

She was even willing to help him collect items.

Although the teachings could not be passed on in person, the separation of five hundred years did not affect the bond between master and disciple.

"Master, if possible, please help me collect some martial arts manuals."

Long Yan said to the hermit of the thatched cottage,

Although I learned several Shaolin martial arts at Wulong Temple

However, by the late 80s, martial arts manuals had gradually been lost and had become very rare.

The Ming Dynasty was an era in which martial arts flourished.

Long Yan couldn't personally go to the Ming Dynasty to learn martial arts, after all, he lived in Hong Kong in the late 80s.

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However, with the help of the hermit of the thatched cottage, it might be possible to learn martial arts from five hundred years ago.

"I knew it, your favorite thing is still practicing martial arts."

The hermit in the thatched hut also saw through Long Yan's thoughts.