The City of Terror Chapter 532: 、 Monks who like to watch Xinfan (Qiu Monthly Ticket)
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When he thought of this, Wei Xiaobei had a hard face, and then he suddenly thought of something.
I have to go outside for dinner. When Shi Yanming goes to bed at night, I have to close the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. In other words, I have to remove ten hours of reading time every day!
Fortunately, in the first 150 minutes of this morning, Wei Xiaobei read more than 700 books. After all, some notes are very short. In Wei Xiaobei's hands, I read it in two or three seconds.
Well, in this way, except for the time of supper and sleep at night, if you come at 8 in the morning, Wei Xiaobei can read a book for 12 to 13 hours a day.
You can read about 3,600 books a day and 25,000 books a week.
It ’s a bit difficult to read all the secrets of martial arts in the Tibetan scriptures.
Thinking about this, Wei Xiaobei put the chopsticks in his hand and smiled a little on his face, and said to Shi Yanming: "Master Yanming, will the Tibetan scripture hall be closed at night?"
"Yes, we will close at ten o'clock at the latest."
Shi Yanming nodded, but his hands were not slow. He stretched his hands and put a chopstick to stir-fry the shredded pork into his bowl.
Although this Shaolin Temple is a Buddhist temple, it is vegetarian.
But as a guardian of Shaolin Temple, monks are an exception.
Think about it.
Every day I just wake up and take a bucket with a sharp bottom to jump back and forth on a mountain road of more than ten miles to get water, and then I have to go to the martial arts field to practice martial arts and try my best. This day, the consumption is huge.
If it ’s a day of cooking with green vegetables and radishes, hehe, even if he is in good health, he will be brought down.
There is a saying in ancient times that the poor were rich and the rich were martial.
In ancient times, reading is generally simple. As long as the children are smart and the private school teacher approves, a little piece of meat at home will be used as a beam repair. Usually, the teacher will send some rice noodles and eggs to the teacher.
As for books, pens, ink, inkstones, and so on, I bought them with a bit of money clenched in my teeth. Those who have no money, learn well. The teacher gave them old ones, or read them with classmates. Used for a long time.
As for pen, ink, paper, and inkstones, they are consumables, but in the early days, you can use sandboxes to practice the characters. Later, if you have grown, you have to invest in the investment. If you do n’t grow, it is better to go back to farming.
But as long as there is no waste, these things will not be used much. At least after the entrance exam, the state will subsidize some pen, ink, paper, ink, and food. At this time, as long as there is no waste, it is no problem to live.
But looking back at the martial arts, I have never heard of the martial arts people who lived with vegetables and carrots.
Most of them are big-mouth beef, big drinkers.
It takes more meat to eat, the body is strong, and the physical quality is high, and it can only occupy the Innate advantage in martial arts.
Otherwise, there will be a sentence: Ten times for one force.
The same martial arts accomplishments, combat experience, skills, so powerful people always have a great advantage.
As a result, the Shaolin monk's eating of meat is reasonable.
Remember that the Shaolin martial artist Suhai Deng Master, although his elders said that their martial arts are high, but they are malnourished because they are vegetarian.
As for this Shi Yanming, although he is in charge of the Tibetan scripture pavilion, it belongs to Ban Ruo Tang disciple[s], so eating some meat is normal.
It's just that even a monk can't eat too much meat, just enough to maintain the body's needs, and then grow some muscles.
"Can you let me spend the night in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion?"
Wei Xiaobei's smile at this time has become more and more strange, well, it should be a ridicule.
No way. If you can spend the night in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, then you will have more time to read books, which is very important for Wei Xiaobei.
In this respect, it does n’t matter if you lose your temper.
"This? No, there is a system for the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. If the head of the court knows it, the monk can't afford it."
When Shi Yanming's chopsticks shrank, hesitating for a moment, they decisively refused.
Just kidding, I spent the night in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and the head of the courtyard knew that I had n’t been able to go to Mianbi Yamianbi for three or four years.
Although many brothers of the masochistic type are very willing to go to that place, it is said that they can understand the essence of martial arts to reach Mozu Master, but Shi Yanming is unwilling to accept it. Not there yet?
"Really not? Okay, no, no."
After Wei Xiaobei's strength, few people disagreed with his words, and was about to get angry, and immediately thought that Shi Yanming was not his own US soldier, nor the security guard in Corporation. Not to mention, you have to stifle each other.
Wei Xiaobei touched his chin, thinking about the structure of the Tibetan scriptures, thinking about the possibility of stealing at night.
Finally, when putting down the rice bowl, Wei Xiaobei made up his mind and went in at night.
Although modern monitoring equipment is installed inside, Wei Xiaobei is confident that he can avoid those monitoring.
As for anyone who sweeps the monk as a pig and eats a tiger, hides in the Tibetan scriptures and catches himself, do you think it is a martial art novel?
How is it possible?
At night, Wei Xiaobei hurriedly left before ten o'clock, and left the Tibetan Classical Pavilion.
After seeing Wei Xiaobei leave, it is impossible for a monk to read a book at this late hour. Then Shi Yanming closed the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and then returned to the attached hut on the first floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. Ready to sleep.
I have to say that Wei Xiaobei's current strength has reached an unmatched level in the world.
After sneaking into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the electromagnetic field is turned on, and most of the monitoring is paralyzed.
Well, this is not Wei Xiaobei ’s new ability, but Wei Xiaobei ’s plan to steal into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
When the electromagnetic field strength reaches a certain level, it can affect some of the more sensitive electronic components, which can cause electronic equipment to be interfered or malfunction.
Wei Xiaobei did not dare to make these monitors useless, only to temporarily paralyze them, and the screen stayed at the moment before the paralysis.
If Wei Xiaobei leaves, or if the electromagnetic field is turned off, then these monitoring will return to normal.
Of course, if Wei Xiaobei only has the ability of electromagnetic field, it is impossible to achieve the purpose of paralysis monitoring. In addition, the unparalleled electrical skills have played a decisive role.
After all, if you let a guy who does not know anything about electrical appliances play this electromagnetic field, then only one result is possible.
All the monitoring is directly scrapped, and then the people in the monitoring room will find the problem, and eventually find someone stealing into the Tibetan scriptures.
Okay, even if they did n’t find Wei Xiaobei, it ’s enough to be vigilant if all the monitors are scrapped at the same time.
We must know that Wei Xiaobei will stay here for six days!
The suspect is probably the biggest one.
After all, after paralyzing the surveillance, Wei Xiaobei can read the book with confidence.
Of course, this also requires the existence of electromagnetic fields.
After five days in a row, Wei Xiaobei basically dunked in the Tibetan Buddhist scriptures except for meals and other times.
During the meeting, I met a lot of monks who came to check the books.
But they looked at Wei Xiaobei as if they were lunatics.
Even the fame of Wei Xiaobei ’s lunatics spread to the ear of Shi Yongping, the head of the Dharma Hall.
For this reason, the head of the courtyard also specially visited the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
There is no way. If Wei Xiaobei is really crazy, the trouble will be serious. I will not mention the matter of saving people, and I ca n’t explain to others who are Eight Extremities boxers.
At that time, there might be some unhealthy rumors, what Shaolin disciple[s] jealous of martial arts genius, poisoned Yunyun.
Fortunately, what Wei Xiaobei seems to talk about is quite normal. The only thing that is not normal is reading books.
For this Shi Yongping, Wei Xiaobei did not conceal, and bluntly said that he has a special ability, can speed up the reading speed, this is also to choose a more suitable cheats for him.
Well, although Wei Xiaobei's words are half-truths, at least Shi Yongping doubted the letter and didn't bother to come again.
After reading a large number of books in the first three days, Wei Xiaobei felt that his martial arts realm was gradually improving, and the speed of reading later became faster, because Wei Xiaobei found that these books In fact, after the potion treatment, in addition to being able to maintain for a long time and preventing the moth from being rotted, the toughness of the book pages has also been greatly improved.
At least, if you speed up turning the book twice, you wo n’t be able to turn it over.
As a result, at the end of the fifth day, Wei Xiaobei had finished reading all the books on the first and second floors of the Tibetan Classics Pavilion!
Even Wei Weibei admired himself.
Be aware that the following two layers of books are close to 60,000!
I read 60,000 books in five days. Although there are some thin notes in it, it will scare many scholars to death.
After reading the books on the first and second floors, Wei Xiaobei felt that he was about to touch something, but it was almost like that.
Okay, this feeling is uncomfortable.
It looks like the scapula of back is a little itchy, but you are wearing a little thicker, no matter how you try it, you ca n’t get your hand to that place, itchy you want to jump off the building!
Due to this feeling, Wei Xiaobei did not leave the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in advance, but found Shi Yanming and asked to find someone to accompany the third floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion!
Hearing this request, Shi Yanming stared at Wei Xiaobei for a while without recovering.
After a while, Shi Yanming said, "Are you crazy?"
Wei Xiaobei couldn't help crying: "I'm not crazy, where do you think I'm crazy?"
"Since you ’re not crazy, why go to the third floor? One, you are not a disciple[s], you are interested in Buddhist scriptures? No. Second, you do n’t want to steal books, although those antiques are very valuable, but absolutely It ca n’t be sold. Three, you have n’t read enough of so many books? ”
Shi Yanming touched his chin and answered slowly and carefully, looking at Wei Xiaobei's eyes, he was sure that Wei Xiaobei was crazy.
These words made Wei Xiaobei speechless. There is no doubt that people said that they were justified.
This is to make Wei Xiaobei take a look at Shi Yanming. Do n’t look at people who usually sit in front of the computer silly and peep at Xinfan with their work computer. But their eloquence and brains are really good. (To be continued.)