Confused, very confused, Zhang Jiangang was quite confused.
The spiritual energy has not recovered? And I know very well that the square dance and longevity boxing that I launched have no spiritual energy, so the promotion process has been as thorough as possible. On the one hand, it prepares everyone for the recovery of the spiritual energy, and on the other hand, it does not cause panic.
.
So there can be no mistakes and it is very stable.
If I could do a square dance with my uncle and aunt, or practice Lao Tou Le Health Boxing, and be able to guess that the world will soon change drastically, that would be outrageous.
Besides, monks at this stage are only interested in making money, just like in previous lives. How can they care about people like Zhang Jiangang?
"Well, it's me, why? Oh, I understand." Zhang Jiangang was stunned but still asked. As he spoke, Zhang Jiangang took out a few coins from his pocket, walked over and stuffed them into the monk's hand.
At the same time, Zhang Jiangang also put his hands together in a decent manner, giving the monk face.
The next moment, the monk's hand trembled. At the same time, his other hand subconsciously tried to take out something, but he got half of it, but he thought of something and hid it back. It was obviously an occupational disease.
Although it was hidden, Zhang Jiangang could see clearly that it was a WeChat QR code tag.
"..."
Nima, has this earthly monk started to pay by scanning the QR code on WeChat?
After looking the other person up and down, Zhang Jiangang was ready to leave.
Aren't you just begging for food? What you did made me terrified, and Zhang Jiangang was even more speechless.
"Hey, hey, take your time, old donor Zhang, don't, don't, don't, the poor monk is not a beggar, the poor monk is not a beggar." Just now, he was in a state of occupational illness and could not recover. At this moment, the monk who reacted quickly saw that Zhang Jiangang was about to leave.
blocked.
"Not a beggar? Who are you? Which temple? Huayan Temple?" Zhang Jiangang was stunned. Zhang Jiangang only knew of a Huayan Temple in Donghai City.
"No, no, the poor monk is a Shaolin monk. His name is empty, and he is registered in Huayan Temple. Today I came here specifically to ask for help from you, the old benefactor. Can you find a place to talk in detail?" the other party said seriously.
."Don't worry, old donor, I won't delay you for too long."
Fasting Master? How long has it been since you were full? Zhang Jiangang has black lines on his head.
"Isn't it alms? You told me earlier, I still keep these coins to take the bus." As he said that, Comrade Lao Zhang took a few coins out of the 'Master's' hand with a rhythm on his face.
Holding it back, Zhang Jiangang actually has a senior citizen card.
Who asked you to scare me? This is the compensation given to me by Buddha.
The main reason is that when the earth's spiritual energy revived in the previous life, other ancient sects went down the mountain early to save people and save the world. Even when the skills were scarce, only the monks were the slowest.
Of course, although it was procrastinating, the temples in the previous life, including the ancient Shaolin, also came out to save the world, and played a big role. Zhang Jiangang just complained in comparison, after all, they were indeed the slowest.
The impression given to Zhang Jiangang in his previous life was that when the spiritual energy had just recovered, the Buddhists had not yet figured out the situation. They did not dare to move until they understood what had happened, and wanted to protect themselves wisely.
It seems that because they don't know what will happen in the future and which direction the entire earth and world will go, they are very cautious and dare not act rashly.
Compared to other sects before, this worry was much smaller. They all went down the mountain quickly and could not bear the situation to continue to expand.
In addition, although the family has a car, and his son often said that he could use the family car to drive him when something happens, Zhang Jiangang refused.
During this extraordinary period, Zhang Jiangang wished he could do more activities and exercise. He would not take a private car anywhere. Even when taking public transportation, Zhang Jiangang would try not to sit and walk, and he would not go far if he was practicing daily.
Seeing Zhang Jiangang's movements again, the middle-aged monk trembled and refused to let go of a few coins.
"Old benefactor, I have no time to thank the old benefactor on behalf of the Buddha~" the other party said, clutching six coins tightly.
"..."
No wonder it’s called fasting. You really eat without vomiting anything out. How hungry you are.
Okay, okay, take it, I'll use my senior citizen card.
Zhang Jiangang let go.
Zhang Jiangang's eyes were about to fall off in the next moment.
"Wait a moment, Mr. Zhang." The fasting master said first, and then took the six coins he gave him and trotted to the bun stall not far from the kindergarten.
"Boss, here are two meat buns. I want the one with beef filling. By the way, there are garlic cloves but no boss?" Master Qingxing said to the bun shop owner as he put six coins on the edge of the stall's cage.
"..."
It was just beef buns with garlic cloves, including Zhang Jiangang, the bun shop owner, and even the elementary school students who were buying Shaomai porridge next to them looked at the empty stomach chef twice and saw a black line on their heads.
But what the fasting master did next made Zhang Jiangang feel warm in his heart.
"Come on, kitty, I'll give you half of it~" The empty-stomach master walked to the kindergarten and squatted down, pinched half of a beef bun and placed it in front of a stray cat.
Zhang Jiangang nodded, but didn't say anything.
"Here, I'll give you half the garlic~"
I pour~
Seeing the empty-stomach monk holding a steamed bun in one hand and a garlic clove in the other, eating while walking towards him, Zhang Jiangang didn't know what to say.
How about I treat you to a meal of Lanzhou Ramen?
"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, I came here in a hurry and didn't have breakfast, hiccup~ hiccup~ hiccup"
"..."
"Drink some water, don't you have a pulse?" Zhang Jiangang was speechless.
"Okay, Hiccup~ I'm sorry~ Hiccup~"
"..."
A smell of garlic wafted out, and Zhang Jiangang couldn't help but fan the air in front of him.
Zhang Jiangang also likes to eat garlic, especially when eating dumplings and steamed buns, but Zhang Jiangang never eats it in the morning and noon. He always eats it for dinner, and he brushes his teeth immediately after eating.
While burping and sipping the pulse, the fasting master's cell phone started ringing.
"Hey, uncle? Yes, I found it. I found old donor Zhang. OK, OK. I'm here to help. Uncle, don't worry, hiccup~"
"Drink some water. Have you eaten beef buns again?" the person on the other end of the phone asked.
"No, no, it's plain stuffed, hiccup~ Tofu, vermicelli, and vegetable stuffing. It doesn't even have eggs. If you don't believe me, just give it a try~ hiccup~"
"What do you smell? I can smell beef and garlic through my phone~"
"..."
Zhang Jiangang was speechless, but he understood that the middle-aged monk had something to do with him. After all, the person on the phone sounded like a senior executive in Shaolin, although the monk seemed unreliable.
Zhang Jiangang also doubted whether this was a fake monk at first, but soon gave up his worries. Although the spiritual energy had not recovered, Zhang Jiangang noticed the posture of walking on an empty stomach, as well as the pace during movement and the steady foot, which was obviously practiced.
, similar to the Kung Fu monks I saw in my previous life.
It doesn't look like the world has changed since he guessed it. Besides, no one with a normal mind can guess it. Looking at this empty stomach, Zhang Jiangang thought in his heart.
Let's see what this guy wants to do with him. While watching the monk drink up the pulse and then stuff the bottle back into his bag, Zhang Jiangang waited and pondered.
And a moment later, when the fasting monk told him the purpose of his visit, Zhang Jiangang was dumbfounded because it was too ridiculous.
What? Zhang Jiangang's face showed the twisted and confused expression of a black man.
"You asked me to invite you to write a song for your Shaolin Temple? Did I hear it wrong or did you say it wrong? Don't tease me, an old man. Why don't I believe it?"
"You heard it right, Mr. Zhang, please help us in Shaolin write a song similar to "Men Should Be Strong". You may not know that since the release of this song, especially the one "Once Upon a Time in the Wrath of the Sea"
After that, it is becoming more and more difficult to recruit students to the civil and martial arts schools opened by Shaolin Temple across the country these days, including the martial arts schools at the foot of the mountain."
"The students all went to Wudang and other youth martial arts schools run by Huang Feihong's descendants. They all used "Men Should Be Self-Strengthening" as recruitment advertising music. Especially Wudang was the most extreme. The martial arts schools they opened during this period
This song is used in martial arts training, and it has almost become the signature music of Wudang Tai Chi. It is very lively."
The more he talked, the more excited he became. He still held Zhang Jiangang's hand. When he mentioned the prosperity of the martial arts school industry at the foot of Wudang Mountain, he still looked envious.