"The Eighteen Bronze Men of Shaolin Temple, although they are not considered to be among the upper echelons of Shaolin, are still accessible to ordinary monks, so they are very prestigious among ordinary disciples. If the Shaolin Temple is compared to a school, I would be like a transfer student from another school.
Similarly, Xinghu, the master-level disciples of Xingzi generation, are the cadres of the student union in the school.
The Eighteen Bronze Men are more advanced. Although they are not as good as the first ones, they can still be regarded as instructors. Building a good relationship with these people will help me make my presence felt in front of the monks. When everyone knows who I am, they want to blend in.
This collective is simple."
Looking at the eighteen bronze men gathered together to play cards, Wang Xu gradually came up with a countermeasure and took the initiative to say: "Uncles, I also like playing cards, can you add me?"
"I can add you, but do you have money?" The bronze dealer who dealt the cards became interested. The eighteen of them played cards together every day, and they were always the same people when they played. It was also a good thing to have a new face.
"Money is just dung, but Junior Brother, I am short of everything except this dung."
Wang Xu's tone was not small, and the eighteen bronze men looked at each other and smiled, they like rich people.
"Sit, sit, sit, do you know how to cheat Jinhua?"
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The game of Jinhua is simple, but because there are raises and calls, the winning or losing is often very large in the end, and the time is very short.
In the world of black super police, Wang Xu once killed everyone in prison for three months. He dare not say that he is a gambler, but there are still gamblers.
Of course, the purpose of playing cards with the 18th Bronze Man is to connect with each other, and winning or losing is not important.
On the contrary, he is more willing to lose, just like playing cards with the leader, playing his role as a boy who disperses wealth, but his losses are more meaningful and upscale.
"Haha, your biggest pair is a pair of jacks, and mine is a pair of old kings!"
"789, a flush, just bigger than your 567"
"Wow, you can win 10 on a single ticket. Isn't it natural?"
From about five o'clock in the afternoon until it was dark after eight o'clock, Wang Xu basically won three and lost five, and he always acted as his own money-spreading boy.
And he loses in style. If you lose this hand to him, give him the next hand. If you win the next hand, someone else will lose.
At the end of the day, when the calculation was over, there were five people playing golden flowers, three of them won, one person neither lost nor won, and the only loser was Wang Xu.
The Eighteen Bronze Man was satisfied with his win, and Wang Xu was also happy with his loss, because poker friends, like fair-weather friends, are the places where friendship is most quickly established but where true friendship is most difficult to be born.
Wang Xu only has three months. He doesn't expect others to help him during these three months. He just needs to get along with these people.
"We have been fighting for three hours. Let's calculate the accounts first. After we finish the calculation, we will go have something to eat and then burn the midnight oil to fight at night." Looking at the leaves piled up in front of him, Bronze Man No. 1 smiled broadly. This was mainly to Wang.
Xu said.
Hearing this, several other bronze men also nodded, and the No. 8 bronze man who was responsible for recording wins and losses counted everyone's accounts.
After calculation, although everyone played relatively small, Wang Xu still lost more than 700.
The boss of the Eighteen Bronze Men, the No. 1 Bronze Man won the most, beating him by 320.
Bronze man No. 3 won a hundred and three, Bronze man No. 7 won a hundred and eleven, and Bronze man No. 14 won a hundred and six.
Only the bronze man No. 11 did not win, but lost a few yuan, because his luck was really bad, and he always had bad cards. Wang Xu was also helpless.
"I don't care about the small change. Just pay me 700. Are we friends enough?"
There is no seniority in the casino, they are all poker friends. After a few hours of playing, the relationship between Wang Xu and the Eighteen Bronze Players has improved a lot.
Wang Xu nodded cheerfully, pretended to feel inside his clothes, and used the space ring hanging around his neck to take out a pile of old people's heads.
The old people's heads one by one are all the fourth version of RMB, which is the old blue version.
After taking out seven hundred yuan and giving it to everyone, Wang Xu pretended not to admit defeat and said: "I was unlucky just now, and now it's time to turn things around. We can't just let it go. We can't leave after dinner. We still have to do it."
We have to fight again."
"That's for sure. This is a card game. If you don't play three to five hundred hands, who knows who will lose and who will win!"
Seeing Wang Xu holding a stack of money in his hand, Bronze Man No. 1's eyes turned green.
The same was true for the others. Under Wang Xu's deliberate instigation, everyone thought that his cards were bad and his luck was bad. Even the few coppers who had not played cards before also shouted, "We will come on stage later. Let's not play."
How about changing the fried golden flowers to Pai Gow?"
"Yes, Pai Gow is good, this one is more interesting."
Bronze Man No. 1's eyes lit up, and he called to all the junior brothers and said, "It's already late today, and there's probably no one in the kitchen. Why don't we all gather our money together, and let's go out for a drink."
"Drink some, drink some!"
Eighteen gamblers, no, eighteen coppers are not only good at gambling, but also don’t seem to have the attitude of going out to drink juice.
Wang Xu didn't say anything, but Xing Hu on the side asked furtively: "Uncle Master, can you do it? You won't be caught by the people from the Discipline Academy?"
"What are you trying to catch? We, the Eighteen Bronze Men, are the monks guarding the mountain gate. At worst, we will just go out to patrol the mountain."
Bronze Man No. 1 was also a habitual criminal. He took Wang Xu and Xing Hu into the monk's dormitory next to him and dug out two boxes from under the bed.
When I opened the box, I saw that there were all kinds of worldly clothes, wigs, mobile phones, wallets, etc. inside the box.
The eighteen bronze men divided their clothes and happily went to take a shower and change clothes.
Ten minutes later, the eighteen bronze men disappeared, and instead there were eighteen middle-aged uncles in their thirties and forties.
Jacket, shawl hair, jeans, big leather shoes, gold chain.
If his voice hadn't changed, Wang Xu wouldn't have been able to recognize that the man dressed as a social elder brother was the eldest among the eighteen bronze men.
But that's right. Before taking off his makeup, the Eighteen Bronze Man looks exactly like a Golden Bald Donkey. The gold paint on his face is thicker than a woman's foundation. How can anyone who is not familiar with her recognize him?
"Master Nephew, don't be stunned. Uncle Master will take you to show off!" Bronze Man No. 1 raised his hand and threw it away. Wang Xu took it and saw that it was a wig and clothes.
After putting on his wig and changing out of his monk's clothes, Wang Xu looked in the mirror and felt that the clothes didn't fit him well.
The upper body is a shirt with a skull printed on it, the lower body is jeans with large holes exposed, and high-top thick-soled military boots. This is a non-mainstream look.
"Go down the mountain, go down the mountain!" The Eighteenth Bronze Man changed his clothes and rushed down the mountain cheering like a horse without a rein.
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Shaolin Temple is divided into the front door and the back door. It seems that they are just divided into front and back, but in fact there are several hills in between.
Going out from the back door, Bronze Man No. 1 led everyone into the forest like an old horse knowing the way.
The Eighteen Bronze Men, plus Wang Xu and Xing Hu, are all master-level experts, and their footwork is not slow.
Half an hour later, a small town faintly appeared ahead, and Bronze Man No. 1 said: "Ahead is Dakou Town. The old shochu here is famous far and wide, and people give it the nickname Monk Zui! However, this place is too famous, and there are often people
Senior brothers from the Discipline Academy came to check on people. Generally speaking, those who dare to come here to drink are either newbies or veterans, and those who are neither good nor bad will definitely not dare to come.
We'll go in in a while, you two, please don't show off, this is next to the Shaolin Martial Arts Academy, and the lay disciples often come here, it won't be fun if they see it."
There is actually a big difference between the regular martial arts monks in Shaolin Temple and the lay disciples who learn martial arts.
The former has more rules, and under the same conditions, one can be exposed to advanced martial arts earlier.
Seriously speaking, Wang Xu is also a lay disciple and should practice martial arts in a martial arts academy. He will not be able to join the ranks of Shaolin monks.
However, he, a lay disciple, is different from those lay disciples. Apart from him, only the chief master of each hall knows about this matter.
For example, people like Xinghu and Xingnan, as well as the 18th Shaolin bronze medalists, all thought that he was a young junior who had not taken the ordination, and that sooner or later he would be one of their own who would take the ordination and become a monk.