Friday night, Zhaofeng Street.

Lou Cheng, who was wearing black-framed glasses and controlling the slight changes in his facial muscles, walked among the bustling passers-by, as if he had changed people, and no one could see through his disguise.

This belongs to the real disguise technique completed in the realm of "three feet above the head and a god", although it cannot be "changed" to look like such and such due to the stereotype of bones, etc., but it can be clearly distinguished from itself.

"It's not a provincial capital, it's not a big city, but it's very lively here......" Lou Cheng muttered to himself, looking left and right, taking out his mobile phone from time to time, taking photos and sharing them with his daughter-in-law who had just arrived in the classroom.

In order to prepare for a strong opponent, and the distance between the two sides is really far away, the Dragon and Tiger Club arrived in Zhaofeng City two days in advance, leaving plenty of time to adjust the state.

After dinner, Lou Cheng pondered the corresponding video, and planned to relax, so he came out for a walk and became an incompetent traveler.

"Hey, I'm not a martial arts idiot like Guo Jie after all, I still need a casual ......" He laughed at himself silently, and was surprised to find that there were many martial arts halls on the streets of Zhaofeng, everywhere, and even the telephone poles were pasted with small advertisements of "Practice martial arts, find such and such a school", and the old Chinese medicine treatment for psoriasis and fox odor were separated, and it was difficult to distinguish between them.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Lou Cheng remembered an interview program he had watched, which jokingly called Zhaofeng the "City of Martial Arts".

Daxing Temple is famous, and there are many people who want to come to learn from the artist, but only a small part of them can be selected, and the rest go to Shangqing Sect, Shushan Zhai, Dragon and Tiger related martial arts schools and so on to try again, and some stay in the local area to see if there is any other way.

And every year to leave the Daxing Temple lay disciples are also a lot, they either return to their hometowns, or go to big cities, or find business opportunities, stay in Zhaofeng, open a martial arts school, martial arts hall, in the name of authentic family to recruit a large number of students.

At first, the people who ate crabs made a lot of money, the scale of the martial arts hall became larger and larger, and there were more and more imitators, and Daxing Temple acquiesced to this behavior in order to compete with the complete martial arts school system led by the state-based - if Zhaofeng these martial arts halls really have accumulated and developed talents, with the relationship between lay disciples and teachers, there is no doubt that they will recommend it to Daxing Temple, even if they fail to see the right eye in the end, both sides will inevitably have residual incense feelings.

In the rivers and lakes, one more favor, one more guarantee!

After such a year of development, the number of martial arts halls and martial arts schools in Zhaofeng City is amazing, and many foreign students, as well as their "accompaniment" elders, have driven local real estate transactions, rental markets, retail and wholesale, vegetable planting, livestock breeding, security personnel training, film and television company fighting team building and other industries, contributing a lot of GDP and taxes.

The Zhaofeng Municipal Government originally resisted such a change, feeling that it was against the country's major policies, but then slowly turned a blind eye and was even happy to see it happen.

In Huahai, in Huacheng, in Gaofen, and in Moshang, there are many martial arts halls, but they still belong to a small "industry", and in Zhaofeng, this is already a pillar industry!

Interesting, huh...... It's really a different city, with different characteristics...... Lou Cheng looked at it at a glance and saw the plaques such as "Great Compassion Martial Arts Hall", "Great Ci Martial Arts School", "Great Wish Dojo", "Daxing Temple Lower Courtyard", and found that their business was not bad.

He took a few photos in a row, and was about to send them to Yan Zheke, when he suddenly saw several city managers coming over, and stretched out his hand with a serious face:

"Deleted the photo just now!"

...... What is this...... Lou Cheng was confused, and his eyes were blank.

He lowered his head, looked through the pictures he had just taken, and found the city manager in the corner of one of the street vendors.

It's a splash damage...... Are they afraid that I will post on Weibo and make a big news...... Lou Cheng suddenly smiled.

Why can't I get along with the old lady with the red armband, the city manager and the like?

Either you want to delete my photos, or you want to fine me!

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and without waiting for the city manager to say more, he suddenly stepped back, his figure swayed, and disappeared into the sea of people.

"......" Several city managers were stunned for a moment, and then chased them out.

"I was in the martial arts hall back then, but I was known as flying on the grass!" one of them said excitedly.

He had just chased a few steps and suddenly stopped, because of the vast sea of people, he completely lost the trace of Lou Cheng.

"Forget it, we didn't do anything. His companion waved his hand and turned around, "That guy just now looked like an excellent disciple of a martial arts gym, that body method, tsk, I almost thought he disappeared out of thin air." ”

In Zhaofeng, the people who sell skewers on the street may be practitioners, and they may even have things like iron sand palms and iron head skills, they have long been surprised.

At the intersection in the distance, Lou Cheng sensed that they had not chased after him, so he couldn't help but smile proudly, and said to himself in his belly:

"Fortunately, I ran faster than Western journalists. ”

He didn't have his emotions affected by the previous situation, and if a similar trivial matter was more serious, it would be equivalent to losing himself.

"I was almost fined again!" Lou Cheng deliberately exaggerated and sent a message to Yan Zheke.

Why do I say it again......

The girl happened to be out of class and asked with a "sit still and smile" expression:

"What bad things have you done again! Smashed people's floor tiles, destroyed poor street trees, torn off the chains that stop bicycles?"

"I'm like a saboteur...... I just took a few photos, you see...... "Lou Cheng helplessly spread his hands", described what happened just now, and laughed with Ke Xiaoke for a while.

When the girl returned to focusing on her studies, he continued to walk aimlessly, and suddenly saw a noodle restaurant that was very lively, with so many diners that it almost blocked the walking path, and some people even squatted on the side of the street with bowls and ate them, and there were quite a few!

It's delicious...... Lou Cheng walked over with great interest, checked the review website, and found that this house is indeed famous, and everyone who has eaten it is full of praise.

Just as he was about to squeeze in to order, he suddenly found a diner squatting on the side of the road.

Staring at it, he was startled.

I rub, this is not Coach Lu Yanlu!

Although he also distorted his facial muscles and changed his appearance, that serious feeling, that kind of unflattering arrogant temperament, was still so bright and outstanding.

He, he actually squatted on the side of the road to eat noodles?

It's hard to imagine that this is something that Coach Lu would do!

Sensing the gaze, Lu Yan suddenly turned around and saw Lou Cheng.

His face darkened, and he immediately turned his head and looked at the bowl, as if to say that you had recognized the wrong person.

The scene was a little embarrassing...... The corners of Lou Cheng's mouth moved, moved his steps, and followed the team to the cashier, paying first, and then waiting for the meal.

When he got the local specialty noodles and planned to squat next to Lu Yan and make a performance that everyone was about the same and not embarrassed, he found that the coach had long since disappeared, leaving only a pair of chopsticks and a bowl that had eaten cleanly and did not have any leftovers to wait for the waiter to collect.

I seem to hear Coach Lu roaring, who is almost the same as you! Lou Cheng laughed to himself, squatted down, and sucked noodles while looking at the other side.

On the opposite side is a row of shops selling Buddhist household goods, with so-called Kaiguang Buddha statues, various prayer beads, different ritual utensils, and scriptures and "relics", which are also the characteristics of Zhaofeng.

"The noodles are really good...... Lou Cheng praised in his stomach, "It's a pity that I didn't meet the living Buddha, otherwise I would have been able to avenge the 'revenge' of the last treat......"

............

Daxing Temple, in a certain meditation room.

Shishan touched his stomach and looked out the window, his mind seemed to have gone straight to various supper stalls.

There was only one reason that ultimately stopped him:

No money!

As a high-level of Daxing Temple, he responded to the abbot's call, "hard work and self-reliance", without any salary, anyway, food, clothing, housing and transportation are responsible for the sect, and a monk has no other needs.

That's why he likes to compete in professional and title fights, and the prize money is real!

However, he only kept a small part of these bonuses, otherwise he would not have run out of money from time to time.

Sighing, Shishan rubbed the "thank you letter" below, which was the reward he received for donating to children in need.

"I expect to last until next month, who knows that I have been hungry too many times during the Chinese New Year......" He shook his head and smiled, walked out of the room, and knocked on the door of "Mingwang" Zhihai.

He has no psychological barriers to borrowing money.

Knock knock, rhythmic knock on the door, Zhihai walked out.

Shi Shan was about to speak, and his eyes suddenly froze, because the other party had a thank you letter in his hand that was similar to his own.

"What's the matter?" Zhihai asked.

"It's okay, it's okay. Shishan smiled, turned around and left, "Go back to sleep, go back to sleep!"

"Yuzang Sharp...... It is worthy of being a reincarnated living Buddha. "King Ming" Zhihai looked at his back, sighed with a serious face, and pondered the deep Zen.

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On Sunday afternoon, the Dragon and Tiger Club stepped on the stone steps leading to Daxing Temple.