There were about ten people sitting in a circle around the dinner table, including Chen Xia, Yang Fei'er, Wang Kunlun, Xiao Liang, Decheng, Gao Gao Yong, Zhang Xiaolong and the late Cao Shanjun. Although Boss Xiang and Wang Xuanzhen were missing, everyone's
My mood is not melancholy at all, because one of them is coming out soon, and although there is still no news about the other one, everyone knows that he is definitely not dead, but they don’t know where he went.
Especially after Cao Shanjun came, he also heard about the incident in the capital. He said at that time: "I am definitely fine, don't worry."
Wang Kunlun pointed at Chen Xia and said: "You see, your sister-in-law is so worried that she thinks she is going to be a widow. Please give her some reassurance. You come to the capital to eat, drink, and have diarrhea. You are counting on others. No matter what you do, it's not fun."
Ah you"
"It must be okay. He has the Buddha tattooed in our temple on his body. If a person dies, the Buddhist karma on his body will definitely be lost. Master and I can sense it immediately, so I said shit about him.
Nothing happened”
Chen Xia breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "It's disturbing enough to live without seeing anyone."
Xiao Liang bared his teeth and said with a smile: "Wait until Boss Xiang comes back and take care of him. Doesn't he know that so many people are as anxious as a wolf dog? He is so ignorant."
Cao Shanjun reached out and picked up the largest piece of steak on the plate with his chopsticks, then put it in front of him and stuffed it into his mouth without using a knife and fork. His mouth was filled with oil. After half of the steak was stuffed into his mouth, he seemed
Feeling a little choked
Panicked, he picked up another bottle of red wine and actually raised his head and took a big sip. After drinking it, he wiped his mouth and burped and said: "It's so good, it's really good. The ingredients in Beijing are good, and the beef is much tenderer than in Nanjing.
Is this a heifer?"
The people at the table, except Yang Feier, were all stunned, staring blankly at Cao Shanjun with black lines on his forehead.
Xiaoliang opened his mouth and asked speechlessly: "Brother, are you really a monk? Damn it, is the Buddha so enlightened? Monks have advanced with the times to this point and he doesn't care."
Cao Shanjun squinted his eyes and said, "Why should I give you a break? Look, I still have a ring scar on my head."
"It really does exist." Cao Shanjun took a look at his hair, and several people exclaimed in confusion.
Wang Kunlun asked jokingly: "Where did you come from? Your monk temple is quite unconventional?"
“Putian, Hanging Temple”
"I've never heard of it, but I know about Shaolin Temple. Your Xuankong Temple sounds very famous. What does it have to do with Shaolin? Does it belong to the same lineage?" Zhang Xiaolong asked with interest.
Cao Shanjun wiped the oil from his mouth with a napkin and said slowly: "Let me tell you this, we and Shaolin are really of the same lineage, but let's talk about it from the perspective of seniority. The Shaolin Temple must belong to the grandson of our ancestor.
Come to China
When Dadi founded the Xuankong Temple, Shaolin had not yet appeared. Shaolin did not exist until hundreds of years later. Moreover, the previous abbots of the Shaolin Temple at that time had been visiting the Xuankong Temple for several years. They were very important to us in the temple.
"Those who regard themselves as juniors"
Wang Kunlun scratched his head and asked in confusion: "Didn't you say that the world's martial arts originated from Shaolin? It turns out that this statement is quite accurate."
Cao Shanjun took a sip from the wine glass and said calmly: "What does it mean to be independent from the world? We are not bragging at all. If I want to go to Shaolin now, the abbot will have to call me uncle when he sees me. He must be respectful.
Respectfully
The courtesy of disciples, they are practicing in the world, and the monks in Xuankong Temple are basically not born in the world, but if we want to be born in the world, everyone in the Buddhist sect in the world will definitely treat us with courtesy whenever we see it. The background is here, I am overbearing."
"Brother, how are your martial arts?" Xiao Liang asked curiously.
"Eighteen kinds of martial arts, you must be proficient in them all." Cao Shanjun suddenly stood up, pulled out the stool, spread out his wings, and said: "I will give you a complete set of Luohan Fist to see if the fists and feet are in place. Be careful.
I have no eyes for my fists and kicks, but I am using internal strength, so be careful of the strong wind sweeping you away."
"Brother, Buddha, please collect your magical powers quickly. Let's take a break and have a meal. We will study martial arts training when we have time." Wang Kunlun pulled Cao Shanjun back speechlessly and said, "You are so full after eating.
Be careful with your strenuous exercise to spit out the beef you just ate. This is all airlifted from Kobe, Japan. It’s very expensive.”
"Ah, if you say that, then I really have to give up my martial arts. It would be a pity if I vomited." Cao Shanjun sat down again with a flushed face.
Gao Gao Yong said to Zhang Xiaolong next to him: "You are so fucking drunk. Why don't you go to the kitchen and put away the kitchen knife? Otherwise, I'm afraid that he will get interested later and have another Guan Gong battle with Qin Qiong, which will be very troublesome for us."
When the knife flies out, it won't hurt whoever you hit."
"Let me tell you, this place is just not enough space for me to perform well. Otherwise, with a little luck, I can fly up the wall with a little luck on the two-meter-high wall, and I will land on the ground as quietly as the leaves of a tree. My figure is quite elegant and free.
"After Cao Shanjun sat down with a red face and a thick neck, he started to pull again without finishing his thoughts.
Xiaoliang's head hurt and he said: "Brother, you are a spring. The two-meter-high wall went up in a swish."
"No, why don't you believe that I really know Shaolin Kung Fu?" Cao Shanjun's eyes widened, and he suddenly wanted to get up and perform again.
"Oh, just talk and don't be serious. You are in a hurry and you have not mastered the heat and you are flying too high. The air traffic control in Beijing is very strict. If you don't fly well, you will easily be shot down by the garrison. Hurry up and sit down.
"Okay." Wang Kunlun seriously pulled Cao Shanjun back, who was in a daze after drinking, and turned to glare at Xiao Liangzi and the others: "Shut it up, the child is too innocent, can you bear your fooling me?"
Chen Xia and Yang Fei'er, who were originally quite depressed, were so happy to be harassed by Cao Shanjun. They couldn't help it anymore. The temporary worries were basically forgotten. Don't look at Cao Shanjun.
He is quite silly and naive, but he is not annoying at all. Anyone who is willing to come into contact with him is basically very proud of him.
What's more, he can pull off quite well, but his skills are still there.
Wang Kunlun refilled the wine in front of Cao Shanjun, then clinked the wine glass with him and said: "This is the first time we have met, but You Xiangque is in the middle. He must not be an outsider. I am looking for you this time."
I came here and I need your help with something."
"You can help me or not... buy me two pairs of clothes to wear and let me do whatever I want."
Wang Kunlun bared his teeth and said with a smile: "That's okay. Everything you buy can be used. Someone took Xiang Que's bag and we have to get it back. But we are not suitable for doing something in some aspects. We need talents like you."
OK"
"What's this about?" Cao Shanjun looked very reluctant and said, "You don't need to talk to outsiders about matters within your scope."
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