Martial Arts Master - Chapter 769

[Chapter 117 The City of Martial Arts]

On Friday night, Zhaofeng Street.

Wearing black-rimmed glasses, Lou Cheng, who controlled the muscles of his face to change slightly, walked among the bustling passers-by, as if he was a different person, and no one could see through his disguise.

This belongs to the real disguise technique completed in the realm of “there are gods three feet above the head”. Although due to the stereotypes of bones, etc., it cannot “change” to be like so-and-so, but it can be clearly distinguished from itself.

“It’s not the provincial capital, nor is it a big city, but it’s quite lively here…” Lou Cheng muttered to himself, looking around, taking out his mobile phone from time to time, taking photos and sharing them with his daughter-in-law who had just arrived in the classroom.

In order to prepare for a strong enemy, and the distance between the two sides is really far away, the Dragon Tiger Club arrived in Zhaofeng City two days in advance, leaving plenty of time to adjust the situation.

After dinner, Lou Cheng thought about the corresponding video, intending to relax his mind and body, so he went out for a walk and became an incompetent traveler.

“Hey, I’m not a martial arts idiot like Guo Jie after all, I still need leisure…” He laughed silently to himself, and was surprised to find that there were many martial arts halls on the streets of Zhaofeng, everywhere, and even the telephone poles were posted with “Practice martial arts, Looking for a so-and-so school” small advertisement, and the old Chinese medicine’s treatment of psoriasis and body odor is inseparable, and it is indistinguishable.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Lou Cheng remembered an interview program he had watched, which joked that Zhaofeng was “the city of martial arts”.

Daxing Temple is well-known, and there are many people who want to come to learn the arts, but only a small part of them can be selected. , to see if there is any other way.

There are also many lay disciples who leave Daxing Temple every year. They either return to their hometowns, go to big cities, or find business opportunities, stay in Zhaofeng, open martial arts schools and martial arts halls, and recruit a large number of students in the name of authentic personal inheritance.

At first, the people who ate crabs made a lot of money, and the scale of the martial arts hall became larger and larger, and there were more and more imitators. In order to compete with the complete martial arts school system led by the state, Daxing Temple acquiesced in this kind of behavior. There are really talented people in these martial arts halls who have accumulated a lot of money and succeeded later. With the relationship between lay disciples and teachers, they will undoubtedly recommend them to Daxing Temple. Even if they fail to meet each other in the end, the two sides will inevitably remain incense.

Living in the arena, one more favor, and one more guarantee!

After such a year of development, the number of martial arts gyms and martial arts schools in Zhaofeng City is staggering, and many foreign students and their “accompanying” elders have driven local real estate transactions, rental market, retail and wholesale, Vegetable planting, livestock breeding, security personnel training, film and television company fighting team building and other industries have contributed a lot of GDP and tax revenue.

The Zhaofeng Municipal Government originally resisted such a change, feeling that it violated the national policy. Later, it slowly turned a blind eye, and was even happy to see it succeed.

In Huahai, in Huacheng, in Gaofen, and in Moshang, there are also many martial arts halls, but they still belong to a small “industry”, and in Zhaofeng, this is already a pillar industry!

It’s quite interesting… It’s really different cities with different characteristics… Lou Cheng looked at it at a glance and saw plaques such as “Dabei Martial Arts Academy”, “Daci Martial Arts School”, “Dayan Dojo”, “Dahang Temple Lower Court”, etc. I found that their business is not bad. They train students during the day and exercise at night.

Click!

Click!

Click!

He took a few pictures in a row, and was about to send it to Yan Zheke when he suddenly saw several city appearance managers coming over, stretched out his hand with a serious face and said:

“Delete the photo just now!”

…What is this? Lou Cheng was confused and his eyes were blank.

He lowered his head and browsed the pictures he had just taken, and in the corner of a certain one, he found a city appearance manager who was enforcing the law.

This is simply sputtering damage… They were afraid that I would post Weibo and make a big news… Lou Cheng suddenly burst out laughing.

Why can’t I get along with the old lady with red armbands and the city appearance manager?

Not to delete my photos, but to fine me!

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and before the city manager could say anything, he suddenly stepped back, his figure swayed, and disappeared into the crowd.

“…” Several city appearance managers were stunned at first,

Then chased out.

“I was in the martial arts hall back then, but I was called flying on the grass!” One of them said excitedly.

He had just chased a few steps and stopped suddenly, because of the vast crowd, he had completely lost any trace of Lou Cheng.

“Forget it, we didn’t do anything.” His companion waved his hand and turned around. “Just now, the guy looked like an excellent disciple of a martial arts gym. With that movement, tsk tsk, I almost thought he disappeared out of thin air.”

In Zhaofeng, the people selling kebabs on the street might be practising masters, and they might even be able to do things like iron sand palm iron head kung fu.

At the intersection in the distance, Lou Cheng sensed that they were not chasing after him, so he couldn’t help but smile proudly, and said to himself:

“Fortunately I can run faster than Western journalists.”

He did not affect his emotions because of the previous situation. If similar trivial things were true, it would mean that he lost.

“I was almost fined again!” Lou Cheng deliberately exaggerated and sent a message to Yan Zheke.

Why should I say it again…

The girl happened to be out of class, and asked with a “sit and laugh” expression:

“What bad thing have you done again! Broken someone’s floor tiles? Mutilated a poor street tree? Tore off the chains holding up bicycles?”

“How to say I’m like a saboteur… I just took a few pictures, you see…” Lou Cheng “helplessly spread his hands”, described what happened just now, and laughed with classmate Ke Xiaoke for a while.

When the girl refocused on her studies, he continued to walk aimlessly. Suddenly, he saw a very busy noodle restaurant. There were so many diners that they almost blocked the walking path. Some people even squatted on the street with their bowls in their hands and started eating. !

It looks delicious… Lou Cheng walked over excitedly, checked the review website, and found that this restaurant is indeed famous, and everyone who has eaten it is full of praise.

Just as he was about to squeeze in to order food, he suddenly found a diners squatting on the side of the road with cooked noodles.

Staring at it, he was startled.

I wipe, this is not Coach Lu Yan Lu!

Although he also twisted the muscles of his face and changed his appearance, the serious feeling, the arrogant temperament that is not flattering, is still as distinct and outstanding.

He, he actually squatted on the side of the road to eat noodles?

It’s hard to imagine that this is what Coach Lu would do!

Aware of the staring eyes, Lu Yan turned around suddenly and saw Lou Cheng.

His face turned black for a moment, and he turned his head and looked at the big bowl, as if to say that you had the wrong person.

The scene was a bit embarrassing for a while… Lou Cheng moved his mouth, moved his footsteps, followed the team to the cashier, paid first, and then waited for the meal.

When he got the local special noodles, he planned to squat next to Lu Yan, and when everyone was about the same, he didn’t need to be embarrassed, but he found that the coach had long since disappeared, leaving only a pair of chopsticks and a clean meal without any leftovers. The bowl is waiting for the waiter to collect.

I seem to hear Coach Lu roaring, who is almost like you!

Lou Cheng laughed at himself, squatted down, looked at the other side, and sucked on the noodles.

Opposite is a row of shops selling Buddhist household items. UU Reading www.sonicmtl.com has so-called consecrated Buddha statues, various rosary beads, different instruments and scriptures “relics”, which are also the characteristics of Zhaofeng.

“The noodles are really good…” Lou Cheng praised in his stomach, “Unfortunately, I didn’t get to meet the Living Buddha, otherwise I would be able to avenge the ‘revenge’ for the last treat…”

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Dahang Temple, in a meditation room.

Shi Shan rubbed his stomach and looked out the window, his mind seemed to have gone straight to various late-night snack stalls.

There is only one reason that stops him in the end:

No money!

As a high-level executive of Daxing Temple, he responded to the abbot’s call, “hardship and self-restraint”, without any salary, anyway, the sect is responsible for food, clothing, housing, and transportation, and a monk has no other needs.

This is also the reason why he likes to participate in professional competitions and title battles, and the bonuses are all in his hands!

However, he only kept a small part of these bonuses, otherwise he would not be out of money from time to time.

With a sigh, Shi Shan rubbed the “thank you letter” in front of him, which was the gift he received for donating to children in need.

“I expect it to last until next month, who knows that I have been greedy too many times during the New Year…” He shook his head and laughed, walked out of the room, and knocked on the door of “King Ming” Zhihai.

He has no psychological barriers to borrowing money.

Dong Dong Dong, with the rhythmic knock on the door, Zhi Hai came out.

Shi Shan was about to speak, but his eyes suddenly narrowed, because the other party held a thank-you letter similar to his own.

“What’s the matter?” Zhihai asked.

“It’s alright.” Shi Shan laughed, turned around and left, “Go back to sleep, go back to sleep!”

“Yuzang Jifeng… worthy of being a reincarnated living Buddha.” “King Ming” Zhihai looked at his back, sighed earnestly, and pondered the deep Zen meaning.

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On Sunday afternoon, the Dragon Tiger Club and his party set foot on the stone steps leading to the Dahang Temple.