The vicious mother brought her villain child to play badly in the baby show

Inside the room, the abbot stood up from the couch, looked back at Ye Bei, and clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, Mr. Ye, please take a seat."

Ye Bei glanced at the old monk in front of her. The monk had wrinkled skin, white eyebrows and beard, and his face looked very kind.

She bent down and carried the two children, who were looking at each other, to the stools on both sides of her.

Ye Bei glanced at the dishes on the table. There were both meat and vegetarian dishes, and there were quite a lot of meat dishes, including braised pork, shrimp, shredded pork with green peppers, stir-fried bamboo shoots with bacon, vegetarian chicken with black fungus, stir-fried meat with cowpea, etc.

“Ten meat dishes and one vegetable dish”

Isn’t it said that people don’t eat meat in temples?

No wonder the abbot was eating secretly behind everyone’s back.

"The food in the temple is simple. Please forgive us if our hospitality is not good enough." The abbot gently twisted the Buddhist beads in his hands, and his low voice rang out.

Ye Bei pursed her lips and said, "You are too polite, Abbot."

The two children were obviously hungry. They stared at the food on the table but didn't dare to touch it.

Lu Zhizhou secretly swallowed his saliva, thinking that Ye Bei didn't notice, and pretended to look away, lowered his head and played with his hands.

How long will she continue talking to the old monk?

I'm so hungry... I'm so hungry...

My brother must be as hungry as he is, eh...

He really wants to eat the braised pork, and the shrimp, it looks really delicious.

"Gurgle, gurgle..." A series of empty rumbling sounds were heard, and he realized it was his stomach growling. He covered his stomach hastily, as if trying to cover his ears to steal a bell.

Little did they know that Ye Bei had already discovered it. She couldn't help but smile, holding the chopsticks and picking up a piece of meat for each of the two children, "Eat it."

Lu Zhizhou grabbed the chopsticks, stuffed the braised pork into his mouth, chewed it, and frowned slightly.

"Brother, this doesn't look like meat." He leaned close to Lu Chengze's ear and whispered.

Lu Chengze nodded, “Well, it’s not meat.”

The two children spoke in a very low voice and the room was very quiet. They thought that no one else could hear them, but in fact, the two adults heard them all.

Ye Bei curiously picked up a piece to taste. As soon as she put it in her mouth and chewed it, her eyes lit up, "Is this winter melon?"

"It seems that Mr. Ye is a good eater. He noticed it so quickly." A faint smile appeared on the abbot's lips.

She picked up another piece of shrimp and tried other meat dishes. The taste was very similar to meat, but anyone with a slightly sensitive taste buds could still tell the difference.

"As expected of a famous temple in China, even the meat dishes are cooked so realistically."

Although it lacks a bit of meat flavor, it is still very good.

"Do these dishes suit Mr. Ye's taste?" asked the abbot.

Ye Bei put down her chopsticks and supported her chin with one hand. "It's delicious, but I don't know if I can afford this meal."

"Master Ye is a wise man, don't worry. I invited you here today because I want to ask you about your boxing skills." The abbot did not continue to beat around the bush and spoke directly.

"What the donor explained to my disciple must be an excuse. This set of boxing is actually the only copy left by the founder of the temple. However, over the years, only the upper half has been leaked outside. The second half has always been in the temple, but a small part has been lost."

"Today, my disciple met you and completed the whole set of boxing techniques. To be honest, all of our successive abbots have been eager to complete this boxing technique, but nothing seems quite right."

"So I would like to ask the donor to show it again." The abbot's voice was even deeper than before, and the Buddhist beads in his hands collided with each other, making a faint muffled sound.

Ye Bei glanced at the old monk. Have the martial arts secrets in this world been exhausted to this extent?

An ordinary boxing book has become a single copy.

Judging from how much importance the old monk attaches to it, it is likely that the temple considers it a treasure and may even be worshipped.

"Donor, this is the only thing left by the founder. This book is very important to our temple. Please do us a favor. The temple will reward you handsomely." The abbot was afraid that Ye Bei would not agree, so he stood up and bowed pleadingly.

Restoring the incomplete version is the wish of all the previous abbots, and also the last wish left by all the previous abbots, so no matter what, he has to see Ye Bei demonstrate that set of boxing skills.

If he can really complete the unique copy, it would be a blessing from Buddha.

It is a great favor to him!

He died with his eyes closed.

"Okay." Ye Bei did not refuse because the other party was so sincere.

"Please move to the yard first." The abbot was so excited that he could not suppress his excitement. He did not even throw away the beads in his hand, but held them directly in his palm.

However, after so many years of self-cultivation, he has developed a calm mentality, so he does not reveal his emotions.

He made a gesture of invitation to Ye Bei.

Ye Bei pushed open the door and walked into the yard. Her eyes changed, her expression became serious, and the aura around her became a little low.

Suddenly she squatted down quickly and punched like a gust of wind. Each move was methodical and quick and natural, so fast that people dared not look away, for fear of missing the action if they were distracted.

It was quiet all around, as if this yard was her home.

In another room, Chen Feng was reporting to Lu Tingyan, "President, the contract has been negotiated, and you just need to sign it."

Lu Tingyan sat cross-legged on the couch, gently grinding the teacup with his hands. He inadvertently looked up to the window, his gaze paused slightly, and a figure came into his eyes.

The man was wearing a plain monk's robe. Every punch and move he made was pleasing to the eye, and had a strength that could not be ignored.

"President."

Chen Feng was surprised to find that Lu Tingyan was distracted.

He pushed up his glasses, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Lu Tingyan came back to his senses, took the contract from Chen Feng, signed it calmly, raised his head and looked out the window again, and the man stopped moving.

The face turned towards him. The woman's small face, which was the size of a palm, was faintly red. Her hair was stained with sweat and stuck to the side of her face. With her sharp eyes, she was like a lotus isolated in a pond, so aloof, beautiful and cold that it was impossible to ignore her existence.

Lu Tingyan looked at that face, his eyes slightly stunned.

Before he could confirm clearly, the person over there turned his head and walked out of his sight.

He hesitated for a moment, got off the couch, pushed open the door and walked out with big strides. The yard was empty, with only a few fallen leaves on the ground, as if the scene just now had never happened.

Just as he was about to turn around, he met a pair of quiet eyes. The monk was standing in the corner, looking at him quietly.

"I hope Mr. Lu will not tell anyone about what happened today." The moment the monk saw Lu Tingyan, he guessed that the other party had seen what happened just now.

Lu Tingyan frowned slightly, "Master, who was that woman just now?"

"Well... I have nothing to tell you. Please forgive me." The monk clasped his hands together.

"President." Chen Feng walked over, not knowing what happened to President Lu today and why he suddenly came out.

Lu Tingyan looked up at the closed door, then turned back and clasped his hands together to express his apology to the monk.

Then he walked back to the side room.

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