"Uncle Zhang, you really should exercise well. Ye Tian said without complaints, this guy is too delayed, and he asked to rest for a while after walking a few steps, otherwise he and the second artillery Xiaopang would have already entered Shaolin by now.

Zhang Zhongyi was very aggrieved in his heart, you three little rabbit cubs had a falling out last night, the god above wiped your buttocks, and I, a fat man, accompanied you to climb the mountain, and you were still chirping. If I hadn't been able to beat you, and there was a great god covering you, I really wanted to sit you all to death.

Seeing that they had caught up with the students, Ye Tian and the others simply followed from a distance, they didn't want to mix with those little kids who didn't know anything.

Ye Tianzheng was bored and threw stones into the distance to play, and shouted coldly: "Brother Ye Tian, there is a team of monks over there!"

"Damn, when you get to Shaolin Temple, you will find that it is full of monks!"

"No, these monks are holding the kind of pointed buckets that are used for practicing on TV!"

Ye Tian turned his head suddenly, only to find that there was indeed a monk in the distance, walking quickly through the hidden dense forest, moving quickly towards the mountain with his arms raised, what they were holding in their hands was not the pointed bucket of the legendary young monk practicing arm strength!

The top of this kind of barrel is actually no different from other wooden barrels, the key is the bottom, the bottom of this kind of practice barrel is pointed, it is impossible to rest on the ground, and it can only be sent directly to the kitchen of Shaolin Temple from the water source of Shaolin Temple in one go. That's what you do, if you sprinkle too much or pretend too little, then make a few more trips.

In a few years, even the small body as thin as a chicken can still be trained to become a strong man who pulls out the mountains and covers the world. According to what was staged on TV, this is definitely a training program for young monks.

"I'll just say, it's impossible for Shaolin Temple to not even have monks who practice martial arts. Ye Tian was happy now, swept away the boring posture just now, and waved his fat hand excitedly: "Let's go!" ”

"Huh?" Er Pao was stunned, turned his head and asked, "Brother Ye Tian, didn't we follow our classmates and enter Shaolin directly?"

"You know a fart! That's Shaolin for everyone to visit! These are the Shaolin who are fighting fiercely, don't you see the muscles on their arms? What's the point of visiting Shaolin with those little kids?"

Zhang Zhongyi was treated as air, and he held back for a long time before he said cautiously: "Ye Tian, I think we still follow the big army? You follow them so secretly, if something goes wrong, how can I explain to the old principal?" He remembered the slogan that Ye Tian shouted on the train, 'Flat Shaolin', and when he thought of this slogan, Zhang Yizhong and Comrade Lao Zhou felt terrified. These young * monks are not the four-eyed boys who are powerless, these people have real skills. In case of a conflict, if you break your arm and leg, can you still use your might to beat the monk of Shaolin Temple again?

Ye Tian smiled: "Uncle Zhang, Shaolin Temple is not a black shop, what will be the problem?" Don't worry, we promise not to fight with others, we just go in and have a look." ”

It would be strange if you just went in and took a look, but this Buddhist holy land is compassionate, there shouldn't be any big mess, right? Zhang Zhongyi made a bitter face, and watched these children quietly paste it like ghosts, before shaking his head and taking out the phone to report to Principal Zhou.

On a hundred-year-old pine tree far away from Ye Tian and them, two very old monks stood on it with kind faces. The body rises and falls with the pine waves, but it seems to be glued to the branches. Both men were dressed in cyan robes, with ring scars on their heads and a string of wooden Buddhist beads on their hands.

"It's hard to be a disciple of the Martial Academy, hehe, the tap water has been connected to the mountain for many years, and he even has to pretend to go to the water source below the mountain to get water. ”

"Senior brother, do you think you made a big mistake in front of the Buddha?"

"Senior brother, although you have a lot of experience in martial arts, you still lack in enlightenment! The reason why Patriarch Bodhidharma was able to learn my Shaolin supreme martial arts back then was because of his Dharma diligence and his mind for all things in the world. If you have to speak for the sake of the common people in the world, if you have to kill demons for the sake of the common people in the world, you say, is this considered to be a comprehension of the supreme Dharma? If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

"Senior brother has taught me a lesson. The green-robed monk folded his hands and bowed slightly.

"Hehe, the topic is too serious, I have some private thoughts in my heart, I want to see what the child Huang Lao fancy will be like. Another green-robed monk returned the salute slightly, and said with some fascination: "Eighteen stick monks are in a big array, I really don't know where Huang Lao has so much confidence in this kid." ”

Hearing Senior Brother's words, the monk nodded and said, "I'm also worried about this, you must know that once the Bronze Great Array is activated, these eighteen stick monks will definitely go all out." Unless you and I stop in time, once there is an accident, the consequences are unimaginable. ”

The two monks saw Ye Tian and them following, and they fell from the tree as lightly as leaves. Continue as you walk.

"But Huang Lao asked for this, and you and I had no choice but to do it. ”

"I only hope that this good seedling will not be ruined by Huang Lao. The two monks seemed to think of something from the past, shook their heads and sighed, and disappeared on the path of the Shaolin Temple.

"It's just a matter of waiting and seeing。。。。。 Hanging up Principal Zhou's phone, Zhang Yizhong smiled bitterly and shook his head, the three little dots had disappeared. Comrade Lao Zhou threw himself on the mountain under the pretext that he was too old to climb the mountain, when is it a head!

The three little fat men didn't regard themselves as outsiders, and sneakily handed over the super big bag to themselves before sneaking up. Especially the second artillery, thousands of instructions should not be opened to see, and when a few children went away, Zhang Yizhong still couldn't help but open the bag, and was taken aback.

Zhang Yizhong is in finance, but after a glance, he found that the huge amount of money in the bag was nearly 800,000!

What is the concept of 800,000 yuan? Zhang Yizhong clutched his heart and held back the feeling of dizziness. He didn't know where the kids got all that money. It's only been a day since I arrived in Songshan! Poor old Comrade Zhang has been doing revolutionary work for so many years, and he has never seen so much money at once.

Thinking of the old man who gave Ye Tian the business card just now, looking at Ye Tian's eyes, and thinking of Principal Zhou's saying that there was a super god staring at everything, Zhang Yizhong realized that this world was really not something that a small person like him could understand.

The arrangement of the Shaolin Temple itinerary is one of the links in the above action. Could it be that those monks just now were the same? Thinking of this, Zhang Yizhong's heart tightened again. chased after Ye Tian in the direction where he disappeared.