Hui Lijing was still driving.
This time, the old monk of Tongshou Temple sat in the passenger seat.
Jason is still in the back row.
The car soon drove into the entrance of Tongshou Town's market.
Looking at the familiar stone pillar blocking the way, the female detective felt lingering fear in her heart.
"Shouldn't anything happen today?"
In order to dispel the feeling of shadow in her heart, the female detective said jokingly.
"Will not."
"Our luck won't be that bad."
The old monk of Tongshou Temple smiled and shook his head.
He thinks that he is very lucky. He has been on the "mysterious side" for more than ten years as an ordinary person. Although he has encountered risks countless times, every time, he can be called a near miss.
only…
Every time some money is lost.
Most of it was because he couldn't bear it and returned the money to the client.
Even, sometimes, a little money will be paid back.
As for the bankruptcy of treating guests to dinner
It was the first time he met.
Never invite Jason to dinner in the future!
The old monk of Tongshou Temple warned himself silently in his heart.
"Listen here for the car, here and there are dedicated parking spaces for Tongshou Temple."
The old monk pointed to the two parking spaces not far away and said.
"There is a parking space in Tongshou Temple?"
The female detective looked surprised.
Other temples have parking spaces, and the female detective will not be surprised.
After all, each of those high-mountain temples is well-known. If there is no parking lot at the foot of the mountain, it will be impossible to cope with the constant flow of believers during a holiday.
What about Tongshou Temple
It is a small temple hidden in the market.
Such a small temple can even have a parking space, so the female detective has to be surprised.
"The land deed on Tongshou Temple originally had these two parking spaces."
"There are also three shops in the market, which are also owned by Tongshou Temple."
"These are all left by the first and last master Tongshou Temple."
The old monk saw the female detective's doubts and immediately explained.
"The master Tongshousi of the previous generation was very business-minded!"
The female detective couldn't help but praise.
It is really quite good to be able to buy three shops and two parking spaces around Tongshou Temple.
To know the market around Tongshou Temple, the land price in Tongshou Town is not cheap.
"The last master of Tongshou Temple didn't know how to do business. On the contrary, he is a monk who studies Buddhist scriptures and theories and doesn't go out once a month."
Master Tongshou Temple introduced the masters of Tongshou Temple from the previous generation.
"Then these three shops and two parking spaces?"
Doubt appeared on the female detective's face.
"Because, at that time, the entire Tongshou town belonged to that master."
Master Tong Shou Temple said it as a matter of course.
... The corner of the female detective's mouth twitched. She really wanted to ask if it was because he had taken a fancy to the other party's property when the previous generation of Tongshou Temple Master received the previous generation of Tongshou Temple Master.
However, such words are really impolite.
The female detective held back abruptly.
"Because of the joining of the previous masters, the life of Tongshou Temple has become much better-the previous masters of Tongshou Temple passed away with a smile when they passed away."
The old monk continued talking.
stop!
The more you say this, the more I feel that what the previous generation Tongshou Temple Master was looking at was the family property of the previous generation Tongshou Temple Master.
The female detective couldn't help complaining.
Then, she became curious again.
"Since the entire Tongshou Town is owned by the previous Tongshou Temple master, why are there only three shops and two parking spaces left?"
The female detective asked as she stopped the car.
"Because the previous master was a genuinely good person, he kept helping those who could help, scattered all the wealth in Tongshou Temple, and even had to go to the streets to buy food and wound medicine for innocent homeless people in order to save money. .”
The old monk of Tongshou Temple said, a look of complexity flashed in his eyes.
At that time, he was extremely surprised when he got the land deed of Tongshou Temple from the previous generation of Tongshou Temple Master.
Because, he never thought that such a rich monk would live in such a poor life.
Not only are the three meals of brown rice and pickles, but even the removal of demons is free.
All the money saved was donated.
Moreover, the old monk believed that if it hadn’t been for the clear will left by the master Tongshou Temple from the previous generation, at least Tongshou Temple, three shops, and two parking spaces should be kept.
The old monk must be able to donate everything he can.
As for what
He doesn't know either.
He thought about it seriously.
But really don't know.
I also asked myself that I couldn't do what the old monk did.
Therefore, he considers himself not a qualified master.
It can neither achieve the Zhongxing Tongshou Temple of the masters of the previous generation.
It can't do the painstaking research of the masters of the previous generation.
It is even more impossible to be dedicated to the public as the masters of the previous generation.
He is just an ordinary monk.
Or the kind of monk halfway.
So, it's all up to you.
The old monk thought about it, and naturally set his eyes on Jason.
"Master, please follow me."
The old monk got out of the car, clasped his hands together and said respectfully.
"good."
Jason nodded, and walked shoulder to shoulder with the female detective behind the old monk.
On the not too long road, the old monk told the story of this street.
From a dorayaki shop at the entrance of the street on the side to the octopus balls next to it, and then to a ramen restaurant and a skewer shop next to it.
"The oldest one is the ramen restaurant."
"It should be 40 years old."
"Now when the owner's father was alive, I often came to eat. At that time, the current owner's father, Mr. Jiro, smiled so brightly. Who knew that he fell down while walking and went home."
The old monk said, his face full of sighs.
"How is the taste?"
Jason asked.
"Great head perm."
"It has the mellowness of meat and the deliciousness of fish soup, and it is not greasy."
"It's a pity that noodles can be added for free."
"Soup is charged."
"It is really… "
The old monk had a look of emotion, but suddenly, the old monk was stunned.
Because, he found that the sadness just disappeared just like that.
Just after Jason asked about the taste.
Everything becomes happy.
"So that's how it is."
"Thank you for your advice, Master."
The old monk clasped his hands together towards Jason.
Jason has long been used to this kind of 'cat hole' expatriates appearing from time to time.
He nodded very casually, showing that 'yes, that's what you think' expression.
The female detective was stunned.
What did I miss
Did I walk with you just now
"Hui Lijing's benefactor, you need to slowly comprehend the master's words."
"The taste of the tongue is actually the taste of life."
"Sour, sweet, bitter, hot, salty... the five flavors of life, nothing more."
The old monk had a look of emotion on his face.
What's the meaning
Didn't Jason want to eat a bowl after simply asking about the taste
How can there be so much truth
Am I being shallow
The female detective suspects that in her life, Tongshou Temple is close at hand.
The old monk took two quick steps, went up the steps, and opened the door.
It was no different from the Tongshou Temple they had seen before.
It is also the left and right wing rooms, the main hall, and the small courtyard.
"Mistress Huilijing, please wait here."
"Or you can wait in the wing on the left."
"If you need tea, please do it yourself - I need to complete the inheritance for the master as soon as possible, please forgive me for being rude."
The old monk of Tongshou Temple expressed his apology.
"fine."
"I can do it myself."
The female detective waved her hand generously, and helped the old monk close the door of the monastery, and walked into the left wing room by herself.
"Worthy of being the younger sister of the female benefactor of Huilixiang. Although there is a big gap in strength, her personality is so upright."
After the old monk praised him softly, he made another gesture of invitation to Jason.
After entering the main hall and coming to the statue, Jason saw the locked door again.
Inheritance is here
Jason looked around.
There are no security organs around, let alone anything worth paying attention to.
Is it too simple
Jason thought.
The old monk laughed again.
"There are some ordinary scriptures inside."
"Even if it is the inheritance of Tongshou Temple, in the eyes of outsiders."
"It's also an ordinary scripture."
Ordinary scriptures
Camouflaged
Only people in Tongshou Temple can see the true colors of the 'scriptures'
Jason quickly relieved.
He had heard such rumors in his hometown.
And in the 'city that never sleeps', he even saw it with his own eyes.
Because that's how the old man's account book is done.
Anyone other than the old man would just think it was an 'H' magazine if they got that ledger.
Of course, the 'H' magazine in the safe is really too conspicuous.
On the contrary, the practice of 'Tong Shou Temple' is more appropriate.
If that's the case, then...
Is the flag with the word 'Wei' stored in the same way
Put it in a place that is both conspicuous and neglected
Jason narrowed his eyes.
This is a very possible thing.
After all, such a very useful method cannot be used only once.
Then, if the flag of 'Wei' exists.
If it is really in 'Tongshou Temple',
Where will that be
Click!
The crisp sound of unlocking the lock interrupted Jason's thinking.
The old monk of Tongshou Temple took off the lock, held it in his hand, and just pushed the door open.
With the lights shining, a small library appeared in front of Jason's eyes.
The bookshelves are no more than 1.5 meters high and only about 2 meters long, and they are placed in a horizontal and vertical arrangement.
Walking in it, as long as you are tall enough, you can see all the books on the top floor at a glance.
The old monk of Tongshou Temple was walking inside with complete familiarity. After a while, he walked to the reading table on the side of the library with a dozen books in his arms.
"This is the basic skill of 'Tong Shou Temple', including boxing, kicking, stick, sword, knife and so on."
"Because my talent is not good, I just watched it in a hurry."
The old monk took out seven or eight of them.
Then, took out three of them.
"This is [Substitute Hair], [Boat Crossing Technique], and [Silencing Technique], which are the most familiar secret techniques I have practiced."
Immediately afterwards, the old monk took out another copy.
"This is [Diamond Palm], I just know it now, my talent is too bad."
The old monk shook his head helplessly.
Then, the old monk took out another one.
When he took out the book, the old monk's expression became serious immediately.
"This is the core secret technique of 'Tongshou Temple': [Dawei Tianlong Method]!"
"It is rumored that it can bless the 'Power of the Dragon' to subdue demons."
"Unfortunately, I also know a little bit now."
The old monk put the "Dawei Tianlong Fa" on the table, put his hands together again, and asked Jason directly: "Master, where do we start?"
"Don't you need to learn from the basics?"
Jason looked at the basic skills that occupied the largest number, and was a little curious.
The concept from his hometown always makes him habitually start from simple to difficult, lay a solid foundation, and then proceed step by step.
"The basic ones are just skills, even if they are practiced to a high level, they can still be compared to secret arts."
"However, the secret arts of Tongshou Temple, including [Vajra Palm], do not require the foundation of these skills, so there is no such thing as learning from the basics."
"The core [Dawei Tianlong Method] is also the same."
"So, we just need to follow our interests."
The old monk of Tongshou Temple said.
The smile on the face is a trace of memory.
When he learned these things back then, no one explained them.
It is completely relying on the notes of the old monk of Tongshou Temple from the previous generation as a reference.
Fortunately, 'Tongshou Temple' is like this.
Otherwise, practicing those basic skills with his physical condition and age at that time would definitely be half the effort and impossible to complete.
"Is there a difference between skill and secret art?"
Jason was talking to himself softly, and unconsciously a picture of the distinction between 'outer disciples and inner disciples' appeared in his mind.
Wasn't Tongshou Temple like this back then
should be.
However, as the number of Tongshou eunuchs decreased, it gradually became the current model.
It's hard for Jason to tell the pros and cons of these two modes.
But in the present, it is really beneficial to him.
Without hesitation, Jason picked up the [Substitute Hair].
Although [Dawei Tianlong Method] is the core, it must be very good, but Jason is more interested in secret techniques like this 'cloning technique'.
"[Substitute hair]?"
"Master and I are really destined."
There was a look of relief on the old monk's face.
At the beginning, his first choice was also [Substitute hair].
No reason, just to save lives.
After all, living is everything, isn't it
"[Stand-In Hair] is a secret technique of using hair to make a 'stand-in'. With a unique way of transferring energy and blood, one's hair can be transformed into a 'clone', which is the same as a real person."
"Although I don't have the real strength of myself, as long as I use it well, it will have extraordinary effects."
"However, the shortcoming of [Stand-In Hair] is also obvious. If you want to create a 'clone', you need to keep warming it with 'qi and blood'. It only takes 6 months to make a 'clone' with both expressions. manufacture."
"There's one more downside..."
The old monk of Tongshou Temple couldn't help but look at Jason's hair.
"I just have short hair, not nothing."
Jason emphasized.
"Well, as long as there is."
"If you're bald, it will be twice as difficult to practice [Substitute Hair]."
The old monk of Tongshou Temple showed a look that I understand.
Men, there will always be unspeakable secrets.
If you don't say it, don't mention it, it doesn't exist.
“[Substitute hair] is like this…”
The old monk began to explain.
Jason listened attentively.
In the left wing, Hui Lijing made a pot of tea for herself and waited patiently.
The female detective has considerable patience.
Although he is just a low-level detective, he still possesses some basic qualities of a detective.
"I don't know how I will be able to learn the 'mysterious knowledge'..."
The female detective thought so.
She didn't doubt the authenticity of Jason's words.
It's just that people always look forward to it.
Um
Just as the female detective was thinking, a strange fragrance suddenly came into her nose.
It was a broth flavor.
But it is tens of times richer.
It's not just that the aroma of the broth is magnified tenfold.
Some imperfections in the broth are also magnified tenfold.
For example: stench!
Cough, cough!
The female detective couldn't help coughing because of the smell.
But the next moment, there was a knock on the door—
Boom, boom, boom!
"Hi, I'm Jiro. Your ramen is here!"