Golden Talisman

"Not good, my box." Wang Wu shouted inwardly, turning around to snatch the box on the ground.

The masked man preemptively attacked Wang Wu. Wang Wu's fingertips barely touched the box when the man was already in front of him, raising his palm and striking down.

Wang Wu only felt a sharp pain in the back of his head, and then everything went black, and he knew nothing.

The masked man watched Wang Wu slowly fall to the ground, breathed a sigh of relief, tore off the mask on his face, and gently gasped for breath. This person was, of course, Liu Yuanzhou.

Let's rewind to the earlier events. When Liu Yuanzhou saw Wang San entering the Thousand Buddha Cave again, he couldn't suppress his curiosity any longer and decided to follow in to find out what was going on.

"I have to cover my face to avoid being recognized and causing trouble," Liu Yuanzhou thought to himself. Then he became troubled because he didn't have any cloth to cover his face. He couldn't tear his clothes, could he? These were new clothes.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up. On the wooden pole in the open space inside the wall were drying sheets and quilts. "Isn't this the best material?"

Liu Yuanzhou no longer hesitated. He jumped off the tree, quickly ran to the base of the wall, squatted down, hooked his hands into the cracks in the wall, and used his hands and feet together. Like a civet cat, he "swooshed" and easily leaped over the top of the wall, somersaulting into the courtyard. This series of actions was done in one go, like flowing clouds and flowing water. Because the house blocked the line of sight, Li Fuguang on the other side did not notice anyone entering the courtyard.

Liu Yuanzhou took a breather in the corner of the wall, then tiptoed to the drying sheets, carefully tore off a corner of the sheet, and covered his mouth and nose. After thinking about it, he tore off another piece of cloth and wrapped his head, leaving only a line for his eyes. With his face covered, Liu Yuanzhou felt a sense of certainty in his heart, as if this thin mask isolated all his information from the outside world. No one knew he was Liu Yuanzhou from Liu Li Village. He abandoned all his worries and suddenly felt bold and heroic.

Liu Yuanzhou straightened his back and tiptoed around the house, and saw Li Fuguang standing facing the cave entrance, more than ten zhang away from the entrance. Perhaps Li Fuguang heard the noise, he turned to look at Liu Yuanzhou, instantly revealing a surprised expression, his eyes wide open.

Liu Yuanzhou didn't panic when he was discovered, but instead felt a burst of excitement in his heart. He rushed towards Li Fuguang, while punching Li Fuguang in the face. Li Fuguang didn't even have time to react before he was hit hard on the forehead and then fainted.

Liu Yuanzhou looked at his right fist, feeling a burst of excitement. He was no longer an ordinary person after all. Ordinary people were simply vulnerable in front of him. He rubbed his aching fist and sneaked towards the Thousand Buddha Cave.

After entering the cave entrance, he found Wang Wu sticking talisman paper, and then knocked him unconscious in the same way.

Liu Yuanzhou unwrapped the yellow cloth and saw a locked box inside. He thought that the thing Wang Wu was looking for should be this box. They had gone to so much trouble to get this box, so the contents of the box must be extraordinary.

Liu Yuanzhou felt a little hot inside, thinking that maybe it contained gold, silver, and jewels, or martial arts secrets. He picked up a stone from the ground and smashed it hard at the lock. After smashing it a few times, the lock was broken. Liu Yuanzhou opened the box with excitement, but was immediately disappointed when he saw the contents. It turned out that there were no gold, silver, or treasures, or martial arts secrets, but a talisman paper.

Liu Yuanzhou picked up the talisman paper. The talisman paper was very thin, light, and fluttering, as if a gust of wind could blow it away. The material felt like metal to the touch. The talisman paper was the size of a palm, golden in color, and covered with intricate patterns.

Liu Yuanzhou wanted to put the talisman paper back, because it was useless to him anyway, but then he thought that just because he didn't know the use of the talisman paper now didn't mean he wouldn't know in the future. This Golden Talisman looked extraordinary, so keeping it might be of great use in the future.

Liu Yuanzhou put the Golden Talisman in his arms, and then had time to look around the Thousand Buddha Cave. He saw that the cave was a mess, and even a large crack had exploded on one wall. He couldn't help but become more and more frightened of the White-Haired Taoist.

"This Golden Talisman must be kept safe, and no one can see it. If he knows that I took his Golden Talisman, it will definitely cause trouble and implicate my family." Thinking this way, Liu Yuanzhou didn't dare to stay in the cave for a moment, fearing that the White-Haired Taoist would break into the cave in the next moment.

Liu Yuanzhou covered his face again, ran out of the cave, and saw that Li Fuguang was still lying on the ground. No one else had arrived in the courtyard. He breathed a sigh of relief, jumped down from the cave entrance, somersaulted out of the wall, ran into the forest, and disappeared in a moment.

February 2nd, the dragon raises its head.

Liu Yuanzhou sat on the kang with disheveled hair. He held a book in one hand and kept stroking his hair with the other. The fire in the stove was burning brightly, and the whole kiln was warm.

Today was the second day of the second lunar month. His mother, Zhang Shi, got up early in the morning and boiled a large pot of hot water. Liu Da, Liu Yuanbo, and Liu Yuanzhou, father and sons, took turns washing their hair, and then Zhang Shi cut their hair separately. On the second day of the second lunar month, when the dragon raises its head, getting a haircut on this day can bring a good omen.

After washing and cutting his hair, Liu Yuanzhou felt two taels lighter and extremely refreshed. When his hair was almost dry, Liu Yuanzhou put down the book, picked up a comb, tied his hair into a bun behind his head, and tied it with a cloth strip. The whole person suddenly looked energetic.

Liu Yuanzhou went out. The sun in the sky had already risen high. The sky was cloudless and blue. He stood at the door, closed his eyes, and enjoyed the light and heat of the warm winter sun.

"Second Child, take this wooden basin to your Grandmother," his mother, Zhang Shi, opened the door curtain and came out with a large wooden basin in her hand.

"Oh." Liu Yuanzhou opened his eyes and saw that Zhang Shi's hair was also wet, obviously she had just washed her hair not long ago. "Mom, go back to the kiln quickly, don't catch a cold," he said with concern as he took the wooden shed.

"I know, you go and deliver it quickly." Zhang Shi said, putting down the door curtain and turning around to go in.

After Liu Yuanzhou delivered the wooden basin to his Grandmother's house, he didn't go home, but instead went to Third Master's house.

"Third Master should be coming back soon, right? I haven't seen him for three or four months, I wonder if he's doing well." Liu Yuanzhou lit the fire in the kang in Third Master's kiln, and cleaned it inside and out. After everything was done, he stood on the training ground, and couldn't help but miss Third Master.

"Hehe, if Third Master knew that I had learned real skills and was about to become a Martial Master, he would probably be so surprised that his jaw would drop."

"It's a pity that I can't share such joy with anyone, it's really suffocating. If Miss Qin were still here, that would be great."

"And Er Ni, sigh, it's been so long since I've seen her, I wonder if she's doing well."

Liu Yuanzhou's mind wandered randomly, "Sigh, I don't want to think about it, let's practice." He shook his head and gathered his scattered thoughts.

He adopted the Limitless Stance, circulated his breathing technique, and entered a state of tranquility in a moment.