While Le Yuan was still talking about the Great Return Pill with the abbot, Stephen Zhou, who wanted to escape, quietly opened the door and came to the back of the Shaolin Temple. He turned his head and looked furtively, and found that no one was attacking him. He unlocked the door and poked his head out to take a wary look.
Except for the light of the lantern, everything outside the door was immersed in darkness. Stephen Zhou looked at the empty front and breathed a sigh of relief. He reorganized his bags and then stepped out of the temple door. He turned back and looked at the plaque of the temple. Stephen Zhou whispered in surprise. : "Young! Lin! Temple!" Thinking of the master's skills just now, he couldn't help but put the doubts in his heart back.
After taking a few steps with confidence, Stephen Zhou walked confidently and boldly towards the streetlight on the mountain in the distance when he saw no one. Unfortunately, just after walking along the wall of the Shaolin Temple for a while, he felt that the candlelight in front of him suddenly dimmed.
Turning to look at the wall on one side, he saw a dozen figures gradually flooding the wall. Stephen Zhou turned around tremblingly and looked to the other side, only to see eighteen golden people under the light, standing there with their arms crossed and staring at him. A word came to his mind, and he blurted out as he looked at these people: "The Eighteen Bronze Men of Shaolin Temple?"
"That's right! The Eighteen Bronze Men of Shaolin Temple!" Following the voice of the Eighteen Bronze Men, they all formed a formation around the leader of the Bronze Men. With the tone of the same voice, Stephen Zhou couldn't help but lean back. Take two steps back.
The leader of the Eighteen Bronze Men said viciously: "You have offended the abbot, and you want to leave? It's not that easy!" As soon as the boss spoke, the Eighteen Bronze Men swarmed forward. To deal with an ordinary person like Stephen Zhou who didn't know martial arts, there was no need to do so. To deal with it seriously, eight people were just sent to surround Stephen Zhou and beat him with ordinary fists and kicks. As for the others, they put on various poses. The person who beat Stephen Zhou thought that this did not reflect punishment, and I didn’t know where to get it from. The folding stool joined in the beating.
"Ah-oh, uh-" As Stephen Zhou screamed, the beating of the Eighteen Bronzemen also came to an end. Just after one of the eighteen bronze medalists jumped on a folding stool and hit Stephen Zhou hard, Stephen Zhou rolled his eyes and passed out.
The old wounds were healed, but Stephen Zhou, who had suffered new injuries, was dragged into the Shaolin Temple by the boss of the Eighteen Bronze Men. A trace of blood left on the ground showed what a brutal and inhumane beating it was.
When the Eighteen Bronze Man returned to the house with Stephen Zhou who had been initially bandaged, Huang Rong was startled by Stephen Zhou's new appearance. It was okay to be beaten into a pig's head. There were bruises all over his body and face, and the blood stains on the gauze all showed how badly Stephen Zhou was beaten.
"Hey, you guys are going too far. Just kill him if you want. Why did you beat him so badly? I'm afraid his mother may not even know him when she comes here. Is this what Buddhist disciples should do?" Huang Rong pointed at the victim. Stephen Zhou, who was beaten badly, asked.
Without waiting for the Eighteen Bronze Man to answer, Le Yuan stepped forward to check Stephen Zhou's injuries, then returned to Huang Rong, grabbed her arm, shook his head, and said, "It's okay, he suffered all external injuries. , although he looks miserable, I feel that there is a medicinal power in his body that is constantly repairing his injuries and improving his physique, which is a good thing for him."
"Amitabha, Almsgiver Le's eyesight is indeed amazing!" the abbot stepped forward and clasped his hands together and said, "Almsgiver Zhou's physical condition was already poor. Although he took the Great Return Pill after he was poisoned in his hands, the Great Return Pill passed me by after he took it. Part of the channel has been absorbed, but most of the medicinal power is still blocked in his meridians. Just after the Eighteen Bronze Man took action, part of the medicinal power was absorbed."
"What? Doesn't this mean that you have to be beaten to increase your skill? He's not a bitch, so why would he be willing to be beaten all the time?" Huang Rong knew Stephen Zhou's temperament well. He can be said to be a very self-aware person, and he is by no means stupid. Those who take the initiative to be beaten.
"Haha, as long as he still wants to seek revenge against Tang Niu, he will never be willing to stay here for the rest of his life." Le Yuan looked at the abbot and said, "Besides, aren't there arrangements for him by the abbot and the Eighteen Bronze Men?"
"Amitabha, please ask the two benefactors to cooperate in this matter. If you want to give benefactor Zhou a way to fight against Tang Niu before the Super God of Cookery Competition, you must take extraordinary measures." The abbot bowed to Le Yuan and the two, which hurt Le Yuan and the others returned the favor, nodded and agreed to help the abbot and the others train Stephen Zhou.
Early the next morning, when Le Yuan brought some breakfast from the kitchen to the room where Stephen Zhou was staying, he saw that Stephen Zhou was struggling to get up. It looked like his swelling had gone down a lot, although he was still swollen. A little swollen, but you can tell he looks like a person.
Le Yuan helped him up and sat on the bed, then handed a bun to his hand and said, "Your hand should be fine. Eat the bun. You are in urgent need of nutrition now."
"How is she?" Stephen Zhou took the buns and didn't eat them. Instead, he asked about Le Yuan. Although it is not stated clearly who "she" is, the meaning is clearly referring to the turkey.
Le Yuan turned his back to Stephen Zhou, picked up the kettle from the table, took a cup of tea, and said lightly without looking back: "Aren't you right next to her? She blocked that shot for you. It was too sudden and too close. ." Although Le Yuan did not say what happened to the turkey, in Stephen Zhou's view, the meaning was obvious - the turkey was shot and dead.
There was a very soft "tick" sound, much like the sound of a drop of water dripping on a stone slab, but Le Yuan knew that it was definitely not water, and there was another "tick" sound. Le Yuan turned around and saw that Stephen Zhou had broken down in tears and was just crying there blankly.
"Eat it!" Le Yuan forced the bun into Stephen Zhou's mouth, "You have to recover quickly now. Do you want to keep looking this decadent and let Tang Niu laugh at it?"
As soon as the word "Tang Niu" came out, Stephen Zhou's eyes that were still lifeless suddenly became bright. He bit the bun viciously and said, "I, I want to defeat Tang Niu, and I want to avenge the turkey."
After finishing breakfast, Stephen Zhou had the opportunity to ask: "Why are you here? Did you discover me last night?"
"That's not true. It was the abbot who discovered you first last night. As for why I'm here, of course I'm here to study. Isn't this the Chinese culinary training academy you're looking for?" Le Yuan patted Stephen. Zhou's shoulder said.
"China Culinary Training Institute? Are you mistaken?" Stephen Zhou turned his head and looked at Le Yuan in surprise, "Isn't this the Shaolin Temple? I saw the plaque on the door of the temple." Stephen Zhou said Don't lie to me, I look literate.
Le Yuan had no choice but to help him up and said, "No matter how much you talk, it's useless. You'd better come with me and take a look." As he said that, he helped the limping Stephen Zhou to the kitchen door.
"Did you see the house number above?" Le Yuan pointed to the plaque that read "Kitchen" and said, "This is the true face of the China Culinary Training Institute - the kitchen of the Shaolin Temple, and Tang Niu is the traitor of the Shaolin Temple." He opened the door. , allowing Stephen Zhou to see the hot scene in the kitchen.
"Is this where Tang Niu learned to cook?" Stephen Zhou asked tremblingly, raising his finger to the kitchen.
The person who answered him was Huang Rong who came out of the kitchen: "Of course, but he is just a traitor who sneaked out without being recognized. Although he is good at cooking, he cannot be regarded as having the real secret of Shaolin Temple. Cooking skills.”
"Why are you here?" Stephen asked curiously, "Isn't this the Shaolin Temple? Can women come in?"
Huang Rong stepped forward, twisted his ears and said, "Didn't you notice me yesterday? I'm your master's wife!"
"It hurts, it hurts, Master, stop! I'm a patient." Stephen Zhou said helplessly, holding up his bruised arm.
"Amitabha, it seems that you are recovering well, Almsgiver Zhou." Stephen Zhou, who was still a little playful at first, was shocked by this sound and jumped to look at the abbot who appeared silently.
Stephen Zhou was so shocked that he hid behind Le Yuan and looked at the abbot suspiciously.
"I wonder if you, Master Zhou, want to learn cooking here." The abbot's old voice reached Stephen Zhou's ears.
"Of course, but is it too late? I only have one month, and don't I have to learn martial arts? How can Optical Chef defeat Tang Niu." Stephen Zhou, who knew the difficulty of learning martial arts from Le Yuan, said with some frustration.
"Haha, have you forgotten the panacea I mentioned? You were beaten so badly last night, and you have almost recovered today. Didn't you notice?" Le Yuan took off the bandage on his hand. I saw that the bruises had almost dissipated, and the scars hanging from the vines had also disappeared.
"Really, how did I do this?" Stephen Zhou touched his whole body. It still hurt a little, but it must have been much better than last night.
"Amitabha, Almsgiver Zhou, you have taken my Shaolin secret Dahuan Dan. Are you willing to become my Shaolin lay disciple?" The abbot threw an olive branch to Stephen Zhou, "Become my Shaolin disciple, and I will definitely I will train you with all my strength so that you can fight against Tang Niu."
"Join, you are just a lay disciple, equivalent to a Shaolin apprentice, with few restrictions." Le Yuan persuaded from the side.
"I know, I am willing to become a Shaolin lay disciple, so what should I do next?" Stephen Zhou pointed to the kitchen and said, "Should I join and study now?"
"Haha, I have heard from Le Don about your situation. You have skipped the basic stage. Now you have to enter the advanced stage and let the Eighteen Bronze Men teach you martial arts together." After listening to the abbot's words, Stephen, who had already made up his mind, Zhou regretted it.
"Those eighteen golden bald donkeys, they are really good at beating people, but look at all the moves they used. They picked up folding stools from nowhere and hit me. I also need to learn these moves." Thinking of it. Stephen Zhou shuddered after last night's encounter.
"Haha, don't just look at the appearance. You will know what they can teach you." The abbot said with a kind smile.
As Stephen Zhou became a lay disciple of Shaolin, his hard days began.