I Develop Martial Arts Games, And The World Is Crazy!

After coming out of self-hypnosis, Teacher Ma is still very spiritual, with a smile on his face again.

This game has such a high degree of freedom, so stealing must be feasible.

What's the point of playing the game step by step and according to the rules?

This stealth study is also more effective for the whole work, and it is more effective for live broadcasting!

"Brothers, let's not leave Shaolin yet, I'll show you something different!"

As Teacher Ma said, he had already spent a hundred oceans in pain!

Although not much, this is definitely an unprecedented breakthrough for Mr. Ma, who has never spent money.

"Look at what I saw, Mr. Ma actually paid for it?"

"Should live! My youth is over!"

"It's already kryptonite, why don't you charge more, this hundred yuan is not enough to fit between your teeth!"

"Teacher Ma still doesn't give up? What is this kryptonite going to do?"

"Teacher Ma is really good!"

"I just like to see Teacher Ma's heart is still alive in the Yellow River!"

"In terms of head iron, I would like to call Teacher Ma the strongest!"

As for Mr. Ma's choice of not leaving Shaolin, the friends of the water are a little bit incomprehensible.

It's a good thing to be able to persevere, but the head iron can't just smash against a wall to death like this!

And he didn't hesitate to violate the principle, Xiao Krypton made a wave.

"Little brothers, I'm not an iron man, you will know in a while."

Teacher Ma chuckled, he wanted to make a big move!

When he found the fat monk again, Mr. Ma reluctantly stuffed the 100 cash, that is, a string of money, into the other party's hand.

The fat monk immediately became more affectionate. He didn't have much money to fish for in a place like the Handyman's Yard.

Who would be willing to bribe a handyman for only fifty cents a day?

"Sima Jinlong, what's the matter with you?"

There was already a kind smile on the face of the fat monk.

This can't help but make the audience sigh that it's too real, the world is so sophisticated, and Mr. Ma played it clearly.

Teacher Ma smiled obsequiously: "Master, I'm not feeling well. I'm afraid I won't be able to do today's work."

The fat monk looked surprised.

This man... Could it be that he has some serious illness?

The wages of a handyman for a day's work are fifty cents, so just don't deduct the money.

Is it worth spending a hundred cash to bribe him for such a trivial matter?

"Hahaha, I am convinced by Teacher Ma's operation!"

"This fat monk feels that there is something wrong with you!"

"Bribe the ghost teacher Ma!"

Of course, Mr. Ma would not be so stupid to take out this string of money, because there are other things to inquire about.

"Master, I've been groggy all day long, and I always feel like I've run into an evil spirit. I heard that the Buddhist scriptures in the Sutra Pavilion can exorcise evil spirits. Can you point me in the right direction?"

Teacher Ma finally revealed his purpose, he wanted to take a look at the Sutra Pavilion.

The fat monk looked at Teacher Ma suspiciously: "Sima Jinlong, why did you suddenly ask about the Buddhist scriptures pavilion? Could it be that you really want to learn from Master Zhang?"

Teacher Ma didn't even blink his eyes: "I don't have the courage, don't worry, I'm just going to read Buddhist scriptures."

The doubts in the fat monk's mind were not all gone, but he still answered this question for the sake of the bunch of money.

"The Sutra Pavilion is not far from our place. It's just behind there. If you want to go, you can go."

"okay!"

Teacher Ma was immediately excited, and ran towards the direction pointed by the fat monk.

"Good guy, Mr. Ma is going to steal a lesson?"

"As expected of Teacher Ma, it's interesting!"

"How much martial arts does Shaolin Cangjing Pavilion have? If Teacher Ma can succeed, he will be awesome!"

"I think Teacher Ma's probability of success is 0."

"I think so too. This game is so rigorous, it's impossible for you to have such a big loophole."

Although he is very interested in Mr. Ma's coquettish operation, the water friends are not optimistic about him.

No matter how you say it is a first-class sect, if the martial arts in the Sutra Pavilion can be learned so easily, it is too worthless!

"Brothers, what you said is too harsh. I just go to the Cangjing Pavilion to see martial arts."

"This matter of a martial artist, can that be called stealing?"

Teacher Ma smiled.

Regardless of whether it will be successful or not, the popularity is already there.

Earn it!

After all, Shaolin is different from ordinary martial arts sects, and there are often pilgrims who come to pay homage to the Buddha, and even copy Buddhist scriptures.

On the first floor of the Sutra Pavilion, there are only some ordinary Buddhist scriptures, and there are no guards, only an ordinary gray-clothed monk takes care of them.

But the second floor is different. There are various Shaolin unique skills recorded inside, and the guards are extremely strict.

Teacher Ma easily sneaked into the first floor of the Sutra Pavilion, where there were still many pilgrims copying Buddhist scriptures.

Pretending to be an ordinary pilgrim, he randomly found a volume of Buddhist scriptures and copied them. At the same time, Teacher Ma secretly looked up at the layout of the scripture pavilion from time to time.

Especially at the stairs leading to the second floor, there was a long pause.

Teacher Ma thought he was hiding, but he didn't know that his sneaky appearance had already been spotted by the guarding monks on the second floor of the Sutra-Depository Pavilion.

If Shaolin martial arts were really so easy to steal, it would be impossible to pass them down for so many years.

finally……

Watching the gray-clothed monk take a nap, Teacher Ma's eyes lit up, and he jumped up the stairs to the second floor of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion in two or three steps.

However……

Don't wait for Teacher Ma to be happy for a while.

Two tall and extremely strong white-robed monks stared at him expressionlessly.

Such a clumsy way of infiltrating, what do you think of the Shaolin Tibetan Scripture Pavilion? too naive!

The teacher failed!

He was caught straight away.

This is a little embarrassing.

"This... lost, lost!"

With big eyes and small eyes, Teacher Ma could only explain in embarrassment.