Chapter 53

"Shuang'er, I want to say a few more words on this point. You are very good. Compared with the true and false in the world, right and wrong, good and evil, you are like a lotus flower that emerges from the mud, holy. , kind, beautiful. But because there is mud all around, you only see the ugliness, but you ignore your own nobility, thinking that you are also like mud, but I want to tell you that a lotus is a lotus and cannot be compared with mud! You need to be confident , Don’t underestimate yourself, there is a saying in the art of war: I am born to be useful. You are not beautiful, but you lack the eyes to discover your own beauty. But I often have unique eyes, and I can see through all the flaws in you at a glance in this vast crowd. advantage!"

"Is Shuang'er really that good?" Ren Wei's long speech made Shuang'er doubt a little bit.

"It's really that good! Don't believe it? Then I'll give you a gift!" Ren Wei said, bought a small mirror from the system mall, and handed it to Shuang'er.

"What is this?" Shuang'er took the mirror and asked in a low voice.

"This is called a mirror. Compared with ordinary bronze mirrors, it can better reflect a person's truth, goodness and beauty, and make a person full of confidence. Try to take a look at yourself!" Ren Wei encouraged.

Shuang'er was dubious, took a look in the mirror slowly, screamed after a while, and then ran away, probably frightened by her disheveled hair.

"Ah!" Ren Wei was startled, and after a while, he turned helpless. He originally wanted to regain a girl's self-confidence, but this seemed to be self-defeating.

It wasn't too long since Shuang'er left, she just went to wash her face and changed her clothes, but looking at her now, she is more eye-catching than before, and she is also obedient to Ren Wei's request, cooking and washing vegetables, washing feet and scrubbing, Warming the bed, the big sword, etc., everything is allowed, but the big sword is just a big sword, not the legendary big sword. After a few days, the intimacy between the two has increased linearly.

But a few days later, Ren Wei had no choice but to leave. After all, he still had a mission, and if he stayed in this haunted house full of female relatives for a long time, he would be disgusted by others.

The third young mistress was very reasonable, and when she was leaving, she gave Shuang'er directly to Ren Wei as her personal maid. Although Ren Wei hated this feudal system of gifting slaves, he still smiled and agreed.

"Engong! What is this?" Ren Wei took Shuang'er out of the village, and then took out the off-road motorcycle. Facing this strange thing, Shuang'er was very curious.

"It's called a BMW!"

"What kind of horse is a BMW?"

"BMW is not a horse, its name is BMW! Don't ask so much, sit on it! I'll take you flying!" Ren Weidang stepped on the motorcycle first, and said to Shuang'er.

"Oh!" Shuang'er responded softly, and then imitated Ren Wei's appearance and sat astride the back.

"Hurry up, we're about to take off!" Ren Wei urged, then tightened his grip on the accelerator, and the motorcycle rushed out.

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Shaolin Temple was originally located in Songshan, Henan. I don’t know if the setting of this world is wrong or what, but now it is in Wutai Mountain in Shanxi.

Mount Wutai is a sacred place of Buddhism. There are many temples on the mountain, such as Qingliang Temple, Foguang Temple, Guangji Temple, and Nanchan Temple, but Shaolin Temple is the head of this group of temples.

Ren Wei arrived at the foot of Mount Wutai and asked Shuang Er to wait at the inn at the foot of the mountain. He went straight up the mountain and met the abbot of Shaolin Temple to explain his intention and wanted to meet the old emperor, but the abbot did not buy Ren Wei's account, so Ren Wei could only save the country , mixed into the interior of Shaolin Temple first.

"I am a monk on behalf of the emperor, can I not shave my head?" When he heard that his head was going to be shaved, Ren Wei suddenly became unhappy.

"White hair is three thousand feet long, and fate looks like a long one!" The abbot responded, and then called the Buddha's name, and said: "Hair is the root of all afflictions, shave off three thousand roots of afflictions, and see through the world of mortals and convert to Buddhism!"

"What kind of monk are you still reciting Tang poems?" Ren Wei scolded in his heart, but pleaded instead, "I don't want to see through the red dust, can I practice on my behalf?"

"The ones practicing on behalf of Fa are all disciples from the outer sect of Shaolin Temple. If the benefactor wants to learn the advanced martial arts of Shaolin Temple, he must first become a disciple of Shaolin Temple!"

"Don't you just want to learn some golden bell jars, and there are such broken rules?" Ren Wei suddenly became dissatisfied. He regretted that he had exposed his intention to learn the golden bell jars at the beginning. Will it be so troublesome?

"Shave it, shave it!" Ren Wei said helplessly.

After the shaving, there will be scars, but Ren Wei refuses to agree to this one. His hair can still grow after shaving. If he gets a few scars on his head, he will be half bald in the future.

The abbot had no choice but to make a few fake scars on Ren Wei, and the ceremony was considered complete. As for Ren Wei's numbering, the abbot didn't dare to mess around, because he was a monk on behalf of the emperor, and Ren Wei became the abbot's junior directly. , his status jumped, and he became an eminent monk of Shaolin Temple.

With the change of identity, Ren Wei's power in Shaolin Temple has increased a lot, and he can come and go in and out of the Sutra Pavilion at will, but seeing the countless exercises and cheats inside, his eyes are blinded.

"Hahaha, labor and capital are about to be paid!" Ren Wei laughed loudly, and then stayed in the Sutra Pavilion to study martial arts all day long. Until half a month later, he had thoroughly studied the martial arts of Shaolin Temple. Miraculous, but it is a piece of cake for him, he has a solid disciples, some superficial kung fu is directly filtered by Ren Wei, and there are only a few advanced kung fu, and he will understand through research.

But it's just a matter of understanding. Outer martial arts such as the golden bell cover do not pay attention to luck in meditation, but to temper and beat, so he still needs time to practice some kung fu.

After staying in the Sutra Pavilion for half a month, Ren Wei stretched and was about to go out for a walk, wandering all the way, but came to the front hall, and after a random sweep, he saw a woman praying in front of the Buddha statue with a stick in her hands.

What kind of woman is this, the white jade inlaid with beads is not enough to compare to her beauty, and the first rose is not enough to show her beauty, she is as beautiful as a fairy, her face is shining, she is a lotus, and she is all over the country.The flowers are like jade, but there is a bit of beauty in it, and there is a bit of innate beauty in the beauty. The skin is as pink as snow, and the muscles are icy, as if they were carved from jade in the painting. face.As long as you look back, the flowers will bloom in various colors; as long as the red lips are opened slightly, the oriole will sing the pearls and jade songs;

Nodding and whispering, with eyes closed, Ren Wei didn't know what she was praying for. After a while, the prayer was over, and the jade-like fingers gently pulled out a stick from the stick holder, staring at it for a while, frowning, and then turned back to Jie At the monk who signed it, I want to decipher the signed text.

Seeing this scene, Ren Wei was sure in his heart that this woman must be A Ke, and only A Ke was so bright and charming just now, so he walked up to the monk who unwrapped the lottery in two steps, and took one of them. Pushing away, then sat upright on the seat, facing A Ke with a slight smile: "Does the benefactor want to release the lottery?"

"Yes!" A Ke responded, looked at Ren Wei, then looked at the monk who was pushed away by Ren Wei and hadn't left yet, and asked again: "Who are you?"

"Oh, I'm here to change shifts!" Ren Wei replied with a smile, and then glared at the monk: "Why don't you go to eat soon?"

"Oh!" The monk was also considered clever, although he didn't understand what Ren Wei meant, but he didn't dare to disobey him, and ran away in a hurry after answering.

(End of this chapter)

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