Martial Arts Master Chapter 117: The city of martial arts museum
Friday night, Zhaofeng street.
Wearing black-rimmed glasses, Lou Cheng, who controlled his facial muscles to slightly change his face, walked among the bustling passers-by, as if he had changed himself. No one could see through his disguise.
This is a true disguise technique performed in the realm of "there is a **** three feet above the head". Although due to the stereotypes of bones, it cannot be "changed" like so-and-so, but it can be clearly different from itself.
"It's not a provincial capital, nor a big city, but it's quite lively here..." Lou Cheng muttered to himself, watching from side to side, taking out his phone from time to time, taking pictures, and sharing them with his wife who had just arrived in the classroom.
In order to prepare for a strong enemy, and the distance between the two sides is really far away, the Dragon Tiger Club and his party arrived in Zhaofeng City two days in advance, leaving plenty of time to adjust their status.
After having dinner, Lou Cheng thought about the corresponding video and planned to relax, so he went out and wandered around and became an incompetent traveler.
"Hey, I am not Guo Jie's martial arts fanatic after all. I still need leisure..." He laughed at himself silently, and was surprised to find that there were many martial arts halls on the streets of Zhaofeng, everywhere, even on telephone poles. Practicing martial arts, looking for a small advertisement from a certain school, and the old Chinese doctor for psoriasis and body odor are separated from each other.
For a few seconds in a daze, Lou Cheng remembered an interview show he had watched in which Zhaofeng was jokingly called "the city of martial arts."
Daxing Temple is well-known, and there are many people who want to come to apprentice and learn art, but only a small part of them can be selected. The remaining ones go to Shangqingzong, Shushanzhai, Dragon and Tiger related martial arts schools, etc. to try again, and some Stay here and see if there are other ways.
There are also many lay disciples who leave Daxing Temple every year. They either return to their hometowns, or go to big cities, or find business opportunities, stay in Zhaofeng, open martial arts schools and martial arts schools, and recruit a large number of them in the name of authentic personal biography. Trainees.
In the beginning, the people who ate crabs made a lot of money, and the scale of the martial arts hall became larger and more imitators. In order to contend with the complete state-led martial arts school system, Daxing Temple acquiesced in this behavior— -If there are talents in the martial arts halls like Zhaofeng who have a long history and come from behind, they will undoubtedly recommend them to Daxing Temple because of the relationship between the lay disciples and the teachers. Even if they fail to see each other in the end, the two sides will inevitably still have incense.
In the arena, one more favor, one more guarantee!
After such a year of development, the number of martial arts schools and martial arts schools in Zhaofeng City is amazing, and the large number of foreign students and their "accompaniment" elders have also driven the local real estate transaction, rental market, Retail and wholesale, vegetable planting, livestock breeding, security personnel training, film and television company fighting team building and other industries have contributed a lot of GDP and tax.
Zhaofeng City Government originally resisted such a change and felt that it violated the country's major policies. Later, it slowly turned one eye and closed one eye, and even liked it.
In Huahai, in Huacheng, in Gaofen, in Moshang, there are many martial arts centers, but they still belong to a smaller "industry", and in Zhaofeng, this is already a pillar industry!
It’s quite interesting... It’s really a different city with different characteristics... Lou Cheng glanced at it and saw the "Great Compassion Martial Arts Hall", "Da Ci Martial Arts School", "Da Yuan Daochang", and "Daxing Temple Lower Courtyard". After waiting for the plaque, they found that their business was pretty good. They practiced students during the day and exercised at night.
Click! Click! Click! He took a few photos in a row, and was about to send it to Yan Zheke, when suddenly he saw a few city appearance managers approaching, and he stretched out his hands with a serious face:
"Delete the photo just now!"
...What's the matter with this... Lou Cheng was confused and his eyes were blank.
He lowered his head, looked at the pictures he had just taken, and found a townscape manager who was enforcing a street vendor in a corner of the picture.
It's just sputtering damage... They were afraid that I would post on Weibo to make big news... Lou Cheng suddenly laughed.
Why can't I be confused with the old lady of the red armband, the city appearance manager, etc.?
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 appearance manager to speak, he suddenly stepped back, his figure swayed and disappeared into the crowd.
"..." The several city appearance managers were taken aback first, and then chased them out.
"I was in the martial arts hall back then, but I was called flying on the grass!" one of them said excitedly.
He just chased for a few steps, and stopped suddenly, because of the huge crowd, he completely lost the trace of the building.
"Forget it, we didn't do anything." His companion waved his hand and turned around. "Just now that guy looked like an excellent disciple in a martial arts gym. I almost thought he had disappeared out of thin air. ."
In Zhaofeng, people who sell skewers on the street may be Lianjiazi, and they may even have iron palms and iron head skills. They have already seen no surprises.
At the intersection in the distance, Lou Cheng sensed that they had not chased him, so he smiled triumphantly and muttered to himself:
"Fortunately, I run faster than Western reporters."
He didn't affect his emotions because of his previous situation. If a similar little thing is true, it means he has lost.
"I was almost fined again!" Lou Cheng deliberately exaggerated the message to Yan Zheke.
Why should I say it again...
The girl happened to be out of class and asked with a "sit back and smile" expression:
"What's wrong with you again! You smashed someone's floor tiles? You mutilated the poor sidewalk tree? You broke the bicycle chain?"
"I'm just like a saboteur... I just took a few photos, you see..." Lou Cheng "helplessly spread his hands" and described what happened just now, laughing with classmate Ke Xiaoke For a while.
When the girl refocused on his studies, he continued to move forward aimlessly. Suddenly he saw a noodle shop very lively. There were so many diners that almost blocked the walking path. Some even squatted on the street with a bowl and started eating. Not a lot!
It looks delicious... Lou Cheng walked over in great interest, and checked the review website, and found that this restaurant is indeed well-known, and I am full of praise for the food.
Just as he was about to squeeze in to order a meal, he suddenly noticed that a diners squatting on the side of the road were cooked.
He stared at it and he was taken aback.
I rub, this is not Coach Lu Yanlu!
Although he has also twisted his facial muscles and changed his appearance, the seriousness, the arrogant temperament that is not flattering, is still so distinctive and outstanding.
He, did he eat noodles by the side of the road?
It's hard to imagine that this is what Coach Lu would do!
Perceiving the staring gaze, Lu Yan suddenly turned his head and saw Lou Cheng.
His face turned dark, then he turned his head and looked at the big bowl, as if saying that you have admitted the wrong person.
The scene was a bit embarrassing... Lou Cheng moved the corner of his mouth, moved his steps, and followed the team to the cash register, paying first and waiting for the meal.
When he got the local special noodles, he planned to squat next to Lu Yan and make a performance that everyone is the same without embarrassment, but found that the coach was missing, leaving only a pair of chopsticks and one to eat cleanly. Not seeing the remaining bowl waiting for the waiter to collect.
I seem to hear Coach Lu roaring, who is almost like you! Lou Cheng laughed at himself, squatted down, and looked at the opposite side while sucking the noodles.
On the opposite side is a row of shops selling Buddhist supplies~IndoMTL.com~There are so-called consecrated Buddha statues, various prayer beads, different instruments and scripture "relics", which are also the characteristics of Zhaofeng.
"The noodles are really good..." Lou Cheng said in a compliment, "Unfortunately, I didn't meet the living Buddha, or I would be able to report the ‘hatred’ of the last treat..."
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Daxing Temple, inside a Buddhist room.
Shi Shan touched his stomach and looked out the window, his mind seemed to have gone straight to various night snack stalls.
There is only one reason to stop him in the end:
No money!
As a senior in Daxing Temple, he responded to the abbot's call to "really hard and self-sustaining" without any salary. Anyway, he is responsible for food, clothing, housing and transportation, and a monk has no other needs.
This is also the reason why he likes to participate in professional tournaments and title battles. The bonuses are actually obtained!
However, he only kept a small part of these bonuses, otherwise he would not always run out of money.
With a sigh, Shishan touched the "thank you letter" below, which was a gift he received for donating to children in difficulty.
"I expect to last until next month, who knows that I have been greedy too many times during the New Year..." He shook his head and laughed, walked out of the room, and knocked on the door of "Ming Wang" Zhihai.
He has no psychological barriers to borrowing money.
Boom boom boom, Zhihai walked out with a rhythmic knock on the door.
Shi Shan was about to speak, and his eyes froze suddenly, because the other party had a thank-you letter similar to his own.
"What's the matter?" Zhihai asked.
"It's okay." Shishan chuckled, turned and left, "Go back to sleep, go to sleep!"
"Yu Zang Ji Feng...deserves to be a reincarnated living Buddha." "Ming King" Zhi Hai looked at his back, with serious emotion on his face, pondering the deep Zen.
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On Sunday afternoon, the Dragon Tiger Club and his entourage stepped onto the stone steps leading to the Daxing Temple.