Chapter 531 Lying flat and staring

Chapter 531 Lying flat and staring

Stephen Zhou was so frightened that he raised his arms and retreated to the corner, and then was pulled back by his legs by Wet Meng.

"Donor, don't move. You were stabbed by poison ivy. Fortunately, the poison did not reach the Baihui point and was sucked out by me. Otherwise, you would be dead."

Wet Dream held Stephen Zhou down and pointed at his crotch with good intentions: "There is only this little left, let me suck it clean, and you will be fine."

Then I'd rather be sucked by a turkey!

Stephen Zhou's anger arose in his heart, and he grew evil in his heart. He slapped the wet dream away and told the perverted old gangster to get out of here.

"The donor won't let the poor monk suck it, and the poor monk won't force it. When you figure it out, come back to the poor monk."

Mengwei's smile remained unchanged, and he was not angry at being scolded as a pervert or an old gangster. The door opened without wind, and he floated out with it.

"Holy crap, there's a ghost!!"

"Donor, don't panic. Ghosts are not scary. What is scary is the background music."

"..."

Hearing the sound that was fading away, Stephen Monday covered his mouth, not daring to take a breath. Only his eyes were frightened, flashing with an emotion called fear.

After a while, a monk came into the house, one of the people who had helped him in before.

"You're in trouble. The abbot is a petty person. If you scold him in front of him, you will definitely get no good results."

Seeing that Stephen Zhou had offended the abbot when he first arrived, the monk couldn't bear it and advised: "Listen to me, go and apologize to the abbot, and this matter will be..."

Bang!

The sound of breaking through the air came, and the monk was stuck to the wall by the wind of his palm. His head was bruised and bleeding, his hands and feet were twitching occasionally, and he was about to die.

"Hmph, it is most immoral to harm others behind their backs. This poor monk never taught you this."

Mengwei's figure panned out, snorted coldly, and disappeared into the night.

After he left, the two monks quickly walked into the door, looked at Stephen Zhou with sympathetic eyes, and skillfully helped carry the seriously injured unfortunate guy out.

"Gudu!"

Stephen Zhou swallowed hard. The newcomer didn't understand the rules and misunderstood the abbot's kindness. Now he figured it out, no, is it too late to apologize now?

…

Canteen.

The wet dream came through the door, and when he saw the two meat and vegetables in front of his table without using chopsticks, he nodded with a faint smile.

Yes, the disciples withstood the test.

Why are people obsessed with money and beauty?

because there's none.

Just like the wise man's time, if you satisfy him in this aspect, you are guaranteed to let go of your obsession and become neither greedy nor lustful.

In the same way, Mengwei will let go of his obsessions every time after enjoying a customized vegetarian meal. His heart will be like a mirror, and he will worship the Buddha wholeheartedly without any worldly distractions.

Once worldly worries are gone and fasting, there is nothing wrong with it.

"Don't look at it. Your Buddhist practice is not deep enough and you don't understand it thoroughly. In your eyes, meat and wine are just meat and wine, and they do not represent worldly worries."

Mengwei clasped his hands together and said seriously to the monks: "Once you try it easily, you will be addicted to it and embark on the road of no return; at the worst, you will doubt your heart of worshiping the Buddha and have evil thoughts in your heart, and you will be on the road of no return. Don't Take it!”

You are the abbot, so of course what you say is what you say!

The monks dared to be angry but dared not speak out. After all, the abbot was petty and would definitely be dragged into a small dark room if he complained about his faults, where he would be taught the hard skills of Tie Bu Shi step by step.

Seeing this in my dream, I recited a Buddha's name, secretly saying that life is really as lonely as snow.

Sometimes it's not a good thing to have too high a level. It makes you feel lonely and you can't find anyone with whom you have a common topic.

"Crack!"

After taking a bite of the radish, Mengwei was stunned for a long time. He looked down at the sauced beef on the plate and chewed it twice more.

"Amitabha……"

He put down his chopsticks and floated away, heading straight to the Sutra Pavilion.

…

"Yes, no wonder Tang Niu defeated Stephen Zhou easily. The China Culinary Training Institute is indeed well-deserved."

Liao Wenjie put down the chopsticks in his hands, stood up and flipped through the martial arts secrets on the shelf. Although these two meat and vegetables did not use any precious ingredients, after the chef's careful processing, they immediately became delicious, delicious and hard to find in the world. , once the chopsticks move, it is difficult to stop.

"Having said that, it really doesn't matter. I worry about what to eat next every day, so how can I think about Buddha..."

Liao Wenjie muttered, flipping through the secret books quickly. He had borrowed them from Shushan and other worlds. Coming here again felt like he had entered a primary school library.

Fortunately, in the most simple way, all kinds of martial arts are inseparable from fists, palms and legs. What he values ​​​​is the core of martial arts, not the destructive power of martial arts. The strength of the power is not important to him.

"Amitabha---"

The strong wind blew open the door of the Sutra Pavilion, and the wet dream floated to the second floor. He glanced at the worldly troubles that only existed in the past and then calmly looked at Liao Wenjie, who had his back turned to him and quickly read the secrets of martial arts.

He raised his hand to make some calculations, his eyes brightened, and he said: "Shi..."

Snapped!

Without looking back, Liao Wenjie threw a pamphlet into Meng Yi's arms. The latter opened it and saw four words written on the cover.

Big Buddha's hand.

Scanning his eyes quickly, Mengwei memorized the contents and wrote them down, then put the pamphlet into his sleeves: "A distinguished guest is coming to my door, but the poor monk has been disappointed to welcome you from afar, so I hope you don't remember it strangely."

"It doesn't matter. I heard that there is an abbot who has a wet dream in the Shaolin Temple in Hunan. He has a broad mind that no one can match, so I came over to have a look."

Liao Wenjie still didn't look back: "It turned out to be true when I saw him. Master is willing to show mercy to such a rotten person as Stephen Zhou. It really makes me feel ashamed."

In the future, he will definitely follow the example of Wet Dream and make persistent efforts to catch up as soon as possible.

"The poor monk is too ashamed to deserve it."

Mengwei's face turned red and he was very ashamed. He was not that good yet, and then said: "It turns out that Stephen Zhou, who is destined to be a Buddha, was sent by the benefactor. The poor monk was still wondering why this person came suddenly."

After the words fell, Liao Wenjie turned around and stared at the wet dream, then turned around after a few seconds.

Very strong, almost invincible in the world, but unfortunately he is not the person he is looking for. The reason why Mengwei has lived long enough is because of his superb Buddhist teachings, profound cultivation, and the luck of taking a piece of spiritual grass when he was young.

During those few seconds when Liao Wenjie was looking at him, Mengwei felt that his whole body was being looked at completely, and there was no secret at all.

Sweat fell from his forehead and he said calmly: "Shi..."

"Let's go after reading this. I don't have any other ideas."

"In this case, the poor monk will retire first."

"Well, Master's fasting meal is unique. Remember to make two portions of the three meals tomorrow and send one portion to the Sutra Pavilion."

"As it should be."

Mengwei clasped her hands and exited the Sutra Pavilion. She breathed a sigh of relief outside the door, secretly thinking that the land gods were so terrifying, and that their realms of strength were unimaginable to mortals.

…

Liao Wenjie stayed in the Shaolin Temple for a week before leaving. He read a book one night and spent the rest of the time studying in the kitchen.

With the bald men's excellent cooking skills and precise grasp of ingredients, he roughly learned about seven or eight points of heat, and he also memorized the theory thoroughly.

There is no other meaning. If you have too many skills and don't overwhelm yourself, you won't be able to survive in the future. You just have to be a cook to earn a living.

I never intend to use this skill to pick up girls. I have never thought of it that way, not even once.

During this period, Liao Wenjie was lucky enough to see the famous scene of "The Eighteen Bronze Men of Shaolin Temple". Stephen Zhou was unable to climb over the wall and was surrounded by a group of golden pimples and was crushed in the middle.

For laymen to watch the excitement, but for experts to watch the door, it is not an exaggeration to say that Stephen Zhou was beaten until he was covered in blood, and the congested meridians in his body were smoothed out, and he was reborn.

As for the weapons used by the Eighteen Bronze Men, they were very unpopular, and there were less than eighteen of them. Their bodies were all painted with bronze paint...

This is not the point. The point is that Stephen Zhou is lucky. A strict teacher produces a good apprentice, and within a month, he will be turned into a master by force.

The two of them had never met each other. This week, Stephen Zhou was only responsible for being beaten and had no chance to step into the kitchen. He was preoccupied with escaping and did not know that the Chinese Culinary Arts Training Institute was just around the corner.

When Liao Wenjie left the Shaolin Temple, he did not rush back to Hong Kong Island. Instead, he wandered around the country. He visited all the spiritual practices and martial arts schools in the world. He also left a booklet as a return gift before leaving.

…

Days passed day by day, and seeing that there were only ten days left before the start of the Super God of Cookery Competition, Liao Wenjie lay down and chose to give up, not intending to ask Guanyin for some tips that night.

There was nothing he could do, his body wasn't ready yet, so not only would he not be able to get any benefits if he tried hard, it would also be of no benefit at all.

Nowadays, Liao Wenjie can only hope that one day he will be lucky and capture the world where Fahai lives.

Long time no see, I kind of want to be entangled by two beautiful snakes... Ahem, he meant that the abbot of Guoqing Temple in that world was pretending to be Guanyin. If you have any questions, you can definitely ask him for advice.

As long as this Guanyin is still there!

It was another chance option, which made Liao Wenjie very distressed. In the world where Yan Chixia lived, after he reestablished the underworld, the system gave him a large reward, and his financial points jumped to over 100,000.

In terms of merit, after establishing the underworld, heaven and earth gave some feedback.

The general reason was clear to Liao Wenjie, who temporarily replaced Tianshi.

Only by re-establishing the order of the underworld and returning the Six Paths Wheel to normal can the human beings in that world have the possibility of stability and progress. In addition, the powerful demons in the human world and the underworld have been eliminated. God has no choice and has replaced the human script with the protagonist. .

As soon as a human becomes the protagonist, Liao Wenjie's behavior of being struck by lightning changes from going against nature to complying with destiny. He who has great achievements will naturally have merit.

But there are not many. These merits all come from reorganizing the aura of the mountains and rivers and slaying the demons that cause endless troubles.

The great merit of re-establishing the underworld has never been reduced at all.

Liao Wenjie knew the reason, so he ignored it decisively and pretended that nothing had happened. He secretly said that next time there was an incident that caused chaos in the underworld, he would not get involved at all.

Let's talk about Liao Wenjie's complaint. Finally, he had enough financial resources to attack a wave of Tathagata Palms and try to break out of the shackles to see the new world, but he didn't have enough martial arts secrets for reference.

Without this realm of understanding, there is no way to go further than the land gods.

It is available for sale in the system mall, but the amount he needs is too large. He has reserved 100,000 financial points as the furnace opening fee and cannot afford the cost.

For a moment, all I could do was stare.

Lie down and stare!

Lying down, Liao Wenjie sat up in surprise, his eyes shining with joy.

Just like you can't find something if you lose it, or something will appear by itself when you give up. Finally, the little sister Earth's deserted market has the world passing by, and friction begins.

The magical power of the Great Movement of the Three Realms has captured the cube left behind after the friction, and can start immediately.

"Wings bless me, it must be the world where Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing live. Your two sisters are so pitiful. They haven't touched the rain and dew for a long time, and they are about to wither at such a young age..."

Liao Wenjie prayed softly: "Also, Sister Guanyin must be here. Don't wander around in the world and open a trumpet somewhere."