Or by Hui Lijing.

This time, the old monk of Tong Shouji Temple sat in the passenger seat.

Jason is still in the back row.

The car soon pulled into the entrance of the market in Tongmoricho.

Looking at the familiar stone pillar, the female detective had palpitations.

"Nothing should happen today, right?"

The female detective said jokingly in order to dispel the shadow in her heart.

"No, it won't."

"Our luck won't be that bad."

The old monk of Tong Shouji Temple shook his head with a smile.

He thinks that his luck is very good, as an ordinary person in the 'mysterious side' for more than ten years, although the risk has been encountered countless times, but every time, it can be called a thrill.

It's just that......

Lose some money every time.

Most of it was because he couldn't bear it and returned the money to the client.

Even, in some cases, a little money will be posted upside down.

As for the bankrupt for dinner?

It was the first time he had encountered it.

I can't invite Jason to dinner in the future!

The old monk of Tong Shou Temple silently warned himself in his heart.

"Listen to the car, here and there are parking spaces dedicated to Tong Shou Temple."

The old monk pointed to two parking spaces not far away.

"There is a parking space at Tongshou Temple?"

The female detective looked surprised.

Other temples have parking spaces, so it's no surprise to the female detective.

After all, each of those high mountain temples is famous, and if you don't build a parking lot at the foot of the mountain, you can't cope with the endless stream of believers on a holiday.

But what about the children's temple?

It is a small temple hidden in the market.

The fact that such a small temple can still have a parking space has to surprise the female detective.

"The title deed on Tong Shou Temple originally had these two parking spaces."

"There are also three shops in the market, which are also owned by Tong Shou Temple."

"These are all left behind by the first generation of Tongshou Temple masters."

The old monk saw the female detective's doubts and immediately explained.

"The last generation of the master of Tong Shouji is very business-minded!"

The female detective couldn't help but praise.

It's really nice to be able to have three shops and two parking spaces around the temple.

You must know that the market around the temple is not cheap.

"The last generation of Master Tong Shouji did not know how to do business, on the contrary, he was a monk who studied Buddhist scriptures and Buddhist principles and would not go out once a month."

Master Tong Shouji introduces the master of the previous generation of Tong Shouji Temple.

"And the three shops and the two parking spaces?"

Doubts appeared on the female detective's face.

"Because, at that time, the entire Tong Shou Town belonged to that master."

Master Tong Shouji said very naturally.

…… The corners of the female detective's mouth twitched, she really wanted to ask if it was because she took a fancy to the other party's family property when the previous generation of the master of Tong Shouji received the master of the previous generation of Tong Shouji.

It's just that it's too rude to say that.

The female detective held back.

"Because of the addition of the previous generation of masters, the life of the Tong Shou Temple has become much better - the upper generation of the master of the Tong Shou Temple also passed away with a smile when he passed away."

The old monk continued.

Stop it!

The more you say that, the more I think that the master of the upper generation of the child shou ji is interested in the family property of the master of the previous generation of the child shou ji master.

The female detective couldn't help but complain.

Then, she became curious again.

"Since the entire town belongs to the last generation of the master of the child-shou temple, why are there only three shops and two parking spaces left?"

The female detective asked as she pulled the car to a steady stop.

"Because the previous master was a good person in the true sense, he kept helping those who could help, and scattered the wealth in the Tong Shou Temple, and in order to save money, he even had to go to the streets to rub the food and medicine of the innocent homeless."

The old monk of Tong Shouji Temple said, and a touch of complexity flashed in his eyes.

At that time, he was extremely surprised when he got the title deed of the Tongshou Temple given to him by the previous generation of Tongshou Temple masters.

Because, he never thought that such a rich monk would live such a miserable life.

Not only three meals of brown rice and pickles, but even if you remove demons, they are all free.

All the money saved was donated.

Moreover, the old monk believed that if it were not for the clear will left by the master of Tongshou Temple, at least Tongshou Temple, three shops, and two parking spaces would have been retained.

The old monk must be able to donate everything he can.

As for what?

He didn't know either.

He thought about it very seriously.

But I really don't know.

I also asked myself if I couldn't be like an old monk.

So, he doesn't consider himself a qualified master.

Neither can do the upper generation of the master of the Zhongxing Tongshou Temple.

I can't do the painstaking study of the previous generation of masters.

It can't be done by the masters of the previous generation wholeheartedly.

He was just an ordinary monk.

It's still the kind that leaves home halfway.

So, it's all up to you.

The old monk thought, and his gaze naturally fell on Jason.

"Master, please follow me."

The old monk got out of the car, folded his hands and said respectfully.

"Okay."

Jason nodded, and walked side by side with the female detective behind the old monk.

On the not very long road, the old monk told the story of this street.

From a dorayaki shop at the entrance of the street next to it, to the octopus balls next to it, to a ramen restaurant and a kebab shop.

"The oldest is the ramen restaurant."

"It should be 40 years old."

"Now when the owner's father was alive, I often came to eat, and the current owner's father at that time, Mr. Jiro, smiled so heartily that who knew that he would fall while walking, and he would go home."

The old monk said, his face full of embarrassment.

"How's it taste?"

Jason asked.

"The perm is great."

"It has the mellowness of the meat and the deliciousness of the fish soup, and it is not greasy."

"It's a pity that noodles can be added for free."

"There is a charge for the soup."

"It's ......"

The old monk looked emotional, but suddenly, the old monk was stunned.

Because, he found that the sadness just now disappeared like this.

Just after Jason asked about the taste.

Everything became happy.

"I see."

"Thanks to the master for the point."

The old monk clasped his hands together at Jason.

Jason had long been accustomed to this kind of 'cat hole' expatriate that appeared from time to time.

He nodded casually, with that look of 'yes, that's what you think'.

And the female detective looked confused.

What am I missing?

I just walked with you, huh?

"Lady Hui Lijing, you need to slowly comprehend the master's words."

"The taste of the tongue is actually the taste of life."

"Sweet and sour...... The five flavors of life are nothing more than that. ”

The old monk sighed with emotion.

What do you mean?

Didn't Jason simply ask about the taste and want to eat a bowl?

How can there be so many big truths?

Is it that I think shallowly?

The female detective suspects that in her life, Tong Shouji Temple is already close at hand.

The old monk took two quick steps, went up the steps, and opened the door.

It was no different from the Tong Shouji Temple they had seen before.

It is also the left and right wings, the main hall, and the small courtyard.

"Lady Hui Lijing, please wait here."

"Or you can go to the left wing and wait."

"If you need tea, please do it yourself - I need to complete the inheritance for the master as soon as possible, please bear with me if you are rude."

The old monk of Tong Shouji Temple expressed his apologies.

"It's fine."

"I can do it myself."

The female detective waved her hand generously, and helped the old monk close the door of the temple, and walked to the left wing alone.

"It is worthy of being the sister of Hui Lixiang's female benefactor, although there is a big gap in strength, but her personality is so upright."

After the old monk praised softly, he made a gesture of please to Jason again.

Entering the main hall and arriving at the statue, Jason saw the locked door again.

Is the legacy here?

Jason looked around.

There was no warning mechanism around, and there was nothing worth noting.

Isn't it too simple?

Jason thought.

The old monk laughed again.

"Inside are just ordinary scriptures."

"Even the inheritance of Tongshou Temple is in the eyes of outsiders."

"It's also an ordinary scripture."

Ordinary scriptures?

Disguised?

Only the people of Tongshou Temple can see the 'scriptures' as they are?

Jason was quick to breathe.

In his hometown, he had heard such rumors.

And in the 'City That Never Sleeps', he has seen it with his own eyes.

Because, that's how the old man's ledger is done.

Anyone but the old man would have thought it was an 'H' magazine.

Of course, the 'H' magazine in the safe is a little too conspicuous.

On the contrary, the practice of 'Tongshou Temple' is more appropriate.

If that's the case, then ......

Is the 'fear' flag also stored in this way?

Placed in a place that is both conspicuous and overlooked?

Jason's eyes narrowed.

It's a very good thing.

After all, a method like this that works so well can't be used only once.

So, if the 'fear' flag exists.

If it's really in 'Tongshouji',

Where would that be?

Click!

The crisp sound of unlocking interrupted Jason's thoughts.

The old monk of Tong Shouji Temple took off the lock, held it in his hand, and pushed the door open.

As the lights flickered, a small library appeared in front of Jason's eyes.

The bookshelf is only 1.5 meters high and only about 2 meters long.

Walking in it, as long as you are tall enough, you will be able to see all the books on the top floor at a glance.

The old monk of Tong Shouji Temple walked in it with complete familiarity, and after a while, he walked to the table on the side of the library with a dozen books for people to read.

"This is the basic skill of 'Tong Shou Temple', including boxing, leg skills, stick skills, swordsmanship, knife skills and so on."

"I just watched it in a hurry because of my bad talent."

The old monk took out seven or eight of these books.

Then, he took out three more of them.

"This is the [Stand-in Hair], [Boat Crossing Technique], and [Silent Technique], which are the most familiar secret techniques I have cultivated."

Immediately after, the old monk took out another one.

"This was originally [Vajra Palm], I just know it now, my talent is too poor."

The old monk shook his head helplessly.

Then, the old monk took out another one.

When he took out the book, the old monk's expression immediately became solemn.

"This is the core secret technique of the 'Tong Shou Temple': [Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon Method]!"

"It is rumored that you can bless the 'power of the dragon' to subdue demons and eliminate demons."

"It's a pity that I know a fur now."

The old monk put the [Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon Method] in his hand on the table, and after clasping his hands together again, he asked Jason directly, "Master, where do we start?" ”

"Don't you need to start with the basics?"

Jason looked at the basic skills that occupied the largest number of them, and was slightly curious.

The concept from his hometown always makes him habitually go from simple to difficult, lay a good foundation, lay a solid foundation, and then step by step.

"The basic class is only a skill, although it is practiced to a high depth, it can also be comparable to the secret arts."

"However, the secret techniques of Tong Shou Temple, including the [Vajra Palm], do not require these skills to lay a foundation, so there is no so-called starting from the basics."

"The core [Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon Method] is also like this."

"So, we just have to follow the interests."

The old monk of Tong Shouji said.

The smile on his face was a hint of memory.

When he was learning this, there was no one to explain it.

It is completely based on the notes of the old monks of the previous generation of Tongshou Temple as a reference.

Thankfully, this is the case with the 'Tong Shouji Temple'.

Otherwise, with his physical condition and age at the time, practicing those basic skills would definitely be half the effort and could not be completed.

"Is there a distinction between art and mysticism?"

Jason muttered softly to himself, and a picture of 'outer disciples and inner disciples' unconsciously appeared in his mind.

Was this the case with the original Tong Shou Temple?

It should be.

It's just that as there are fewer and fewer people in Tongshou Temple, it has gradually become the current model.

It's hard for Jason to say what the two models are good or bad about.

But for the time being, it's too good for him.

Without hesitation, Jason picked up the [Stand-in Hair].

Although the [Great Power Heavenly Dragon Method] is the core, it must be very good, but similar to this kind of 'doppelganger technique', Jason is more interested.

"[Stand-in hair]?"

"The master and I are really destined."

The old monk had a touch of relief on his face.

At the beginning, his first choice was also [stand-in hair].

No why, just to save your life.

After all, it's all about being alive, isn't it?

"[Stand-in hair] is a secret technique of using hair to make a 'stand-in', using a unique way of transporting qi and blood to turn one's hair into a 'doppelganger', a 'doppelganger' that is the same as a real person."

"Although I don't have the strength in my true sense, as long as I use it well, it also has an extraordinary effect."

"However, the shortcomings of [stand-in hair] are also obvious, if you want to create a 'clone', you need to keep using 'qi and blood' to nourish, and a 'clone' with both expression only needs 6 months to be manufactured."

"And one more drawback......"

The old monk of Tong Shouji Temple couldn't help but look at Jason's hair as he spoke.

"I'm just short-haired, not nothing."

Jason emphasized.

"Well, as long as there is."

"If you're bald, it's twice as difficult to practice [stand-in hair]."

The old monk of Tong Shou Temple showed a look that I understand.

Men, there will always be unspeakable secrets.

If you don't say it, if you don't mention it, it won't exist.

"[Stand-in hair] is like this......"

The old monk began to explain.

Jason listened intently.

In the left wing, Hui Lijing made a pot of tea for herself and waited patiently.

The female detective has a lot of patience.

Although he is just a detective who is not in the stream, he still has some basic qualities of detectives.

"I don't know, how much I'll be able to learn 'mystical knowledge'......"

The female detective thought so.

She didn't doubt the veracity of Jason's words.

It's just that people are always looking forward to it.

Well?

Just as the female detective was thinking, suddenly a strange fragrance came into her nose.

That's the taste of a broth.

But it is dozens of times richer.

It's not just the aroma of the broth that's magnified tenfold.

Some of the blemishes in the broth were also magnified tenfold.

For example: fishy smell!

Ahem, ahem!

The female detective was so rushed by the smell that she couldn't help coughing.

But the next moment, there was a knock on the door—

Knock, knock!

"Hello, I'm Jiro. Your ramen has arrived! ”