"On the eve of the stock listing of Shaolin Temple, we invited famous masters from the martial arts circle to a gathering. No matter how I look at it, I feel that this is a modern version of the martial arts conference? And the venue of the exchange meeting written on it is not Songshan, Henan, but Hong Kong? This is a bit ridiculous, right? !"
Wang Chao looked at the invitation card all the way, and found that the address Shaolin Temple invited him to this time was actually Hong Kong, and he couldn't help feeling an unbelievable feeling in his heart.
"It's not talking at all." Lin Yanan smiled: "Many lay disciples from Shaolin Temple have gone abroad to develop. An exchange meeting, what is there to be surprised about. Do you think you are studying a novel and posting hero posts? Holding a martial arts conference? Choosing a martial arts leader?"
"Fortunately, the venue of this exchange meeting is only set in Hong Kong, not the United States, even if Shaolin Temple is conservative."
Wang Chao shook his head: "There are many masters in the Ming Dynasty. Look at the last time we went to Zhang Wei's hometown? When we met his senior brother Liang Zhengwen, the Taoist priest who believed in Xu has already practiced dark energy. Although he has little actual combat experience, it is not martial arts. They are all masters, but martial artists can still be called. I think there must be many such people in China, they are all hidden and unknown. Could it be that Shaolin Temple will send out invitations this time? Will they all be invited? And even if it is sent Invitation, they will not go to Hong Kong."
Some modern boxing schools have almost disappeared, and the masters of boxing are also hidden among the people. Some are in business, some are officials, some are policemen, urban management, and teachers. Only a few of them come out to fight black fists and open schools to teach apprentices.
The concept of boxing schools has been weakened, and the masters are hidden and unknown.
Only the Shaolin Temple vigorously develops the economy, and is so rich that it is well-deserved to be the overlord of the martial arts.
But Wang Chao couldn't figure it out, what would be the use of Shaolin Temple's exchange of invitations? To show their status in the martial arts
But now there is no martial arts, and Shaolin Temple's doing this is purely a waste of money for the blind.
"Shaolin Temple invites well-known martial artists! Well-known! Don't you understand these two words? In other words, they are those with financial strength, those who know martial arts, those who are famous, and people from high society. It's not the mess you imagined." Martial arts conference. All beggars and beggars are invited together. No matter how good your martial arts are, you have no money and no status. What is Shaolin Temple inviting you to do? To sweep his place?"
Lin Yanan gave Wang Chao a blank look, "Shaolin Temple has developed rapidly. In the 30 to 40 years of reform and opening up, many foreigners have come to Songshan to practice martial arts. The personnel are very complicated. Some foreigners, rich and powerful, have become Shaolin temples. As a result, Shaolin has a very wide network of contacts abroad! According to the investigation of the organization! Even the Morgan family consortium, the Disney family consortium, and the Rockefeller family consortium in the United States have more or less people Go to Shaolin to learn Kungfu. Of course, some people admire Chinese Kungfu, and they have money and nothing to do to learn and have fun, but there is no guarantee that there are other ties to it.”
Wang Chao thought for a while, and it was indeed the case. After 30 to 40 years of reform and opening up, after Shaolin Temple became famous, many foreigners went to Songshan to learn martial arts. , Europe and other countries have opened martial arts gyms, it can be said that they have really broken out of Asia and entered the world.
"Shaolin Temple suddenly plans to go public this time, and there are many doubts in it. Moreover, it is deeply involved with some foreign forces, and we need to start an investigation!" Lin Yanan said: "However, there are people covering Shaolin Temple, so we can't come here clearly."
"In short, let's go to Hong Kong to attend the meeting first. Investigating Shaolin is not a matter of a day or two. Let's see the situation first. Your identity is very convenient for the investigation of the organization." Lin Yanan nodded.
When Lin Yanan and Wang Chao were discussing the unexpected invitation from Shaolin Temple, Wang Chao's mobile phone in the room rang.
The call was from Liao Junhua.
Shandong Jinan.
boom! When the two fists intersected, Liao Junhua retreated three steps at once, only feeling the energy and blood all over his body surging, and his ears buzzing.
"How did your kung fu improve so quickly?" Liao Junhua looked surprised, "I heard that you recently went to Singapore and had a martial arts competition with a Cheng Pai Bagua sect boxer from Canada?"
"Your news is very good." A "turning body and punching" shocked Liao Junhua, and Wang Chao used the strength of just round and concussion. Then he told what he could say about the martial arts contest with Cheng Shanming.
Hearing that Cheng Shanming's martial arts had reached the peak and his marksmanship was as good as a god, Liao Junhua was also tongue-tied.
"I was in the Chinese circle in the United States, and I heard that there is a Cheng Pai gossip master in Canada, but I have never met and exchanged it! No wonder, you have been practicing hard under the sea recently! It really has such a great effect ? Tomorrow, I will try too."
Wang Chao asked, "I'll talk about this later. I'm here to ask you, what's the matter with the Shaolin Temple invitation?"
Liao Junhua said: "You opened a martial arts gym in Shandong and poached corners, making it almost impossible to open the Shandong Martial Art Museum. Besides, you are so famous, Shaolin Temple will make a big move this time, if you don't invite me, who else will I invite?"
"I heard that you were also invited?"
"Yes." Liao Junhua nodded: "But I don't have the time to communicate with those monks. I advise you not to go. These monks don't have a good reputation."
"Are there any monks who can fight in Shaolin Temple now?" Wang Chao asked, "If they are all monks with big brains and fat stomachs, there is really nothing to do."
"That's not true!" Liao Junhua's eyes flickered: "Shaolin Temple still has real kung fu. There are Taishi Mountain and Shaoshi Mountain in Songshan Mountain. In Shaolin Temple, all the kung fu practitioners practice in Taishi Mountain. The main temple of Shaoshi Mountain is specialized in economics. Shaolin monks One is more savvy than the other, and they will not exhaust their resources and throw away their roots for the sake of the economy. There are also many masters among them, but their power is deeply involved, and I don’t want to dive into that muddy water.”
Wang Chao thought for a while, Liao Junhua's situation was very special, and it was indeed not easy to get involved with those monks.
"Since there are experts, I'll go and have a look."
"Then be careful. Don't compete with those monks. You are either afraid of them or hurting them. You won't let it go." Liao Junhua warned.
Three days later, Wang Chao and Lin Yanan had just arrived at the Hong Kong airport. When they got off the plane, they saw two tall monks in yellow monk robes, holding signs in their hands.
The sign said, "Pick up Master Wang Chao."
These two monks are very eye-catching and can be spotted at a glance. Naturally, Wang Chao and Lin Yanan could see it and walked over.
The eyes of the two monks were always on the exit of the airport, and they suddenly saw Wang Chao and Lin Yanan approaching. They exchanged glances, and then their eyes lit up, showing a slightly nervous expression on their faces.
"Huh? Why are they so nervous?" Lin Yanan was puzzled when he saw the expressions of the two monks.
"Excuse me, is this Master Wang Chao?" Two monks walked into Wang Chao and asked.
"Are you from Shaolin Temple?" Wang Chao could tell at a glance that the temples of these two monks were bulging, their bodies were muscular and well-proportioned, their palms were fair, without old skin, but there were faint marks around their fist bones.
These two monks have obviously trained the old skin, reaching the level of dark energy that fills the pores with air.
"The Shaolin Temple really has kung fu. Any two monks who receive him are at the level of Anjin? This is too..." Wang Chao thought to himself.
Lin Yanan's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.
"We are the monks in charge of reception in Shaolin. Excuse me, is your invitation card, Master Wang?" one of the monks asked.
Wang Chao took out the invitation card, and a monk took it, looked at it, and then the two exchanged glances, with a look of relief on their faces.
"Master Wang, please come with us?" A monk closed the invitation and nodded, but did not return it to Wang Chao, but only made a gesture of invitation.
Wang Chao and Lin Yanan followed the two monks to the edge of the airport and saw a car parked there.
One of the monks opened the car door and got into the driver's cab. He turned out to be driving the car himself. Let Wang Chao feel amazed.
"Master Wang, please." Another monk opened the car door to let Wang Chao and Lin Yanan in first, then it closed with a bang, and got into the back row by himself.
"Yongbao, let's drive."
squeak! ! ! ! The car started, sped out, and left the airport in a blink of an eye. After driving for a while, it got on a winding mountain road.
"May I ask Master, what is your Dharma name?" Lin Yanan suddenly sat behind the monk.
"The poor monk's name is Yonghe. The driver is my senior brother Yongbao." The monk lowered his head and put his palms together in front of his chest.
"Yongzi's generation? That's the same generation as Abbot Yongxin." Lin Yanan suddenly asked again.
"Hmm..." The monk suddenly felt that something was wrong, and the expression on his face became even more tense.
"Wang Chao, do it!" Lin Yanan suddenly elbowed Wang Chao, raised her hand, and grabbed the back of the neck of the monk Yongbao who was driving in front.