Chapter 40 Hair Volume and Strength

Still driven by Hui Lijing.

This time, the old monk of Tongshou Temple sat in the passenger seat.

Jason is still in the back row.

The car quickly pulled into the entrance of the street market in Tongshou Town.

Looking at the familiar stone pillar, the female detective had lingering fears.

"Nothing should happen today, right?"

In order to dispel the shadow in her heart, the female detective said jokingly.

"Will not."

"Our luck will not be so bad."

The old monk of Tongshou Temple smiled and shook his head.

He thinks that he is very lucky, and has been on the "mysterious side" for more than ten years as an ordinary person. Although he has encountered countless risks, each time, it can be called a near miss.

only……

Lose some money every time.

Most of it was because he couldn't bear it and returned the money to the client.

Even, in some cases, a little bit of money will be posted backwards.

As for the bankruptcy of a dinner party?

It was the first time he met.

I will never be able to invite Jason to dinner in the future!

The old monk of Tongshou Temple silently warned himself in his heart.

"The car listens here, here and there are dedicated parking spaces for Tongshou Temple."

The old monk pointed to two parking spaces not far away.

"Tongshou Temple actually has a parking space?"

The female detective looked surprised.

Other temples have parking spaces, and female detectives will not be surprised.

After all, every one of those alpine temples is well-known, and if a parking lot is not built at the foot of the mountain, it will not be able to cope with the continuous flow of believers during a holiday.

What about Tongshou Temple?

It is a small temple hidden in the street market.

Such a small temple can still have a parking space, which must surprise the female detective.

"The title deed on Tongshou Temple originally had these two parking spaces."

"There are also three shops in the street market, which are also owned by Tongshou Temple."

"These are all left by the first and last generation of Master Tongshou Temple."

The old monk saw the female detective's doubts and immediately explained.

"Master Tongshou Temple of the previous generation is very business-minded!"

The female detective couldn't help but praise her.

It is really good to be able to buy three shops and two parking spaces around Tongshou Temple.

To know the markets around Tongshou Temple, the land price in Tongshou Town is not cheap.

"Master Tongshou Temple of the previous generation can't do business. On the contrary, he is a monk who studies Buddhist scriptures and Buddhist principles, and does not go out once a month."

The master of Tongshou Temple introduced the masters of the previous generation of Tongshou Temple.

"What about these three shops and two parking spaces?"

A look of doubt appeared on the detective's face.

"Because, at that time, the entire Tongshou Town belonged to that master."

Master Tong Shou Temple said it as a matter of course.

... The corners of the female detective's mouth twitched. She really wanted to ask if the previous generation of Tongshou Temple Master had taken a fancy to the other party's property when he charged the previous generation of Tongshou Temple Master.

However, it's very impolite to say so.

The female detective abruptly held back.

"Because of the participation of the masters of the previous generation, the life of Tongshou Temple has become much better - when the masters of the previous generation of Tongshou Temple passed away with a smile."

The old monk continued to speak.

stop!

The more you say this, the more I feel that the last generation of Tongshou Temple masters are looking at the family property of the last generation of Tongshou Temple masters.

The female detective couldn't help but complain.

Then she became curious again.

"Since the entire Tongshou Town belongs to the previous generation of Master Tongshou Temple, why are there only three shops and two parking spaces left?"

The female detective stopped the car and asked.

"Because the master of the previous generation was a good person in the true sense, he kept helping those who could help, and scattered the wealth in the Tongshou Temple. In order to save money, he even had to go to the streets to rub meals and medicines for innocent homeless people. ."

The old monk of Tongshou Temple said, a touch of complexity flashed in his eyes.

At that time, when he got the Tongshou Temple land deed given to him by the previous generation of Tongshou Temple masters,

It was astonishing.

Because, he never thought that such a rich monk could live so hard.

Not only three meals of brown rice and pickles, but also the removal of demons is free.

All the money saved was donated.

Moreover, the old monk believed that if it wasn't for the fact that the masters of the previous generations of Tongshou Temple clearly left a will, at least Tongshou Temple, three shops and two parking spaces should be kept.

The old monk must be able to donate everything he can.

As for what?

He didn't know either.

He thought about it seriously.

But really don't know.

He also asked himself that he couldn't do what the old monk did.

Therefore, he considers himself not a qualified master.

Neither can achieve the Zhongxing Tongshou Temple of the previous masters.

It can't do the painstaking research of the masters of the previous generation.

It is even less able to do the wholeheartedness of the masters of the previous generation.

He is just an ordinary monk.

Or the kind that left home halfway.

So, it's all up to you.

The old monk thought, and his eyes were naturally placed on Jason.

"Master, please follow me."

The old monk got out of the car and said respectfully with his hands folded.

"it is good."

Jason nodded and walked side by side with the female detective behind the old monk.

Not a long way, the old monk tells the story of this street.

The change from a dorayaki shop at the side of the street to the octopus balls next to it, and then to a ramen restaurant and a skewer shop.

"The oldest is that ramen restaurant."

"It should be 40 years old."

"Now when the owner's father was alive, I often came to eat. At that time, the current owner's father, Mr. Jiro, smiled so brightly, who would have thought that he would fall and go home."

The old monk said, his face full of sighs.

"what about the taste?"

Jason asked.

"The perm is great."

"It has both the mellowness of the meat and the deliciousness of the fish soup, and it is not greasy."

"It's a pity that noodles can be added for free."

"There is a charge for soup."

"It is really……"

The old monk sighed with emotion, but suddenly, the old monk was stunned.

Because, he found that the sadness just disappeared just like that.

Just after Jason asked about the taste.

Everything becomes happy.

"So it is."

"Thank you master for the suggestion."

The old monk folded his hands towards Jason.

Jason is used to this kind of "cat hole" expatriate from time to time.

Very casually nodded, showing that "yes, that's what you think" look.

The female detective was dumbfounded.

What did I miss?

Did I just walk with you?

"Hui Lijing female benefactor, you need to slowly understand the master's words."

"The taste that the tongue tastes is actually the taste of life."

"Sweet, bitter, spicy and salty... The five flavors of life are nothing more than that."

The old monk sighed with emotion.

What's the meaning?

Isn't Jason wanting to eat a bowl after simply asking about the taste?

How can there be so much truth?

Is it what I thought it was shallow?

The female detective suspects that in her life, Tong Shou Temple is close at hand.

The old monk took two quick steps, went up the steps, and opened the door.

It was no different from the Tongshou Temple they had seen before.

It is also the left and right wing rooms, the main hall, and the small courtyard.

"Hui Lijing female benefactor, please wait here."

"Or you can wait in the wing on the left."

"If you need tea, please do it yourself - I need to complete the inheritance for the master as soon as possible, please forgive me for the rudeness."

The old monk of Tongshou Temple expressed his apology.

"fine."

"I can do it myself."

The female detective waved her hand generously, and helped the old monk to close the door of the monastery, so she walked into the left wing alone.

"As expected of the sister of Hui Lixiang's female benefactor, although there is a big gap in strength, her personality is so upright."

After the old monk praised softly, he made a please gesture to Jason again.

After entering the main hall and coming to the statue, Jason saw the locked door again.

Is the legacy here?

Jason looked around.

There is no warning mechanism around, and there is nothing worth paying attention to.

Is it too simple?

Jason thought.

The old monk laughed again.

"There are some ordinary scriptures inside."

"Even the inheritance of Tongshou Temple is seen by outsiders."

"It's also an ordinary scripture."

Ordinary scriptures?

Disguised?

Only people from Tongshou Temple can see the true face of the 'scriptures'?

Jason was relieved quickly.

He had heard such rumors in his hometown.

And in the ‘city that never sleeps’, he has seen it with his own eyes.

Because that's what the old man's ledger did.

Anyone other than the old man who got that ledger would only think it was an 'H' magazine.

Of course, the 'H' magazine in the safe is too conspicuous.

On the contrary, the practice of 'Tongshou Temple' is more appropriate.

If that's the case, then...

Is the flag with the word 'fear' stored in this way?

Put it in a place that is both conspicuous and neglected?

Jason narrowed his eyes.

This is a very possible thing.

After all, such a very useful method cannot be used only once.

Well, if the flag of 'fear' exists.

If it is really in the "Tongshou Temple",

Where will that be?

click!

The crisp unlocking sound interrupted Jason's thoughts.

The old monk of Tongshou Temple took off the lock, held it in his hand, and opened the door just like that.

As the lights flickered, a small library appeared in front of Jason's eyes.

The bookshelves are no more than 1.5 meters high and only about 2 meters long. They are arranged horizontally and vertically.

Walking in it, as long as you are tall enough, you can see all the books on the top floor at a glance.

The old monk of Tongshou Temple walked in it completely familiar, and after a while, he walked to the table dedicated to reading on the side of the library with a dozen books in his arms.

"This is the basic skill of 'Tongshou Temple', including boxing, leg technique, stick technique, sword technique, sword technique, etc."

"I just watched it quickly because of my poor talent."

The old monk took out seven or eight of the books.

Then, he took out three of them.

"This is [Body Hair], [Boat Crossing Technique], [Silence Technique], the most familiar secret techniques I have practiced."

Immediately after, the old monk took out another copy.

"This is [Vajra Palm], I just know it now, my talent is too bad."

The old monk shook his head helplessly.

Then, the old monk took out another copy.

When he took out this book, the old monk's expression immediately became solemn.

"This is the core secret technique of 'Tongshou Temple': [Dawei Tianlong Method]!"

"It is rumored that the 'power of the dragon' can be blessed to subdue demons and eliminate demons."

"Unfortunately, I also know a fur now."

The old monk put the [Great Power Heavenly Dragon Method] in his hand on the table, and after clasping his hands again, he asked Jason directly: "Master, where do we start to learn?"

"Don't you need to start from the basics?"

Jason looked at the basic skills that occupy the largest number, and was slightly curious.

The concept originating from his hometown always makes him habitually from simple to difficult, laying a solid foundation, consolidating the foundation, and then proceeding step by step.

"The basics are only skills. Even if you practice to a high level, it can be comparable to secret arts."

"However, the secret techniques of Tongshou Temple, including [Vajra Palm], do not require the foundation of these skills, so there is no so-called learning from the basics at all."

"The core [Great Power Heavenly Dragon Method] is the same."

"So, we just need to follow our interests."

Said the old monk of Tongshou Temple.

The smile on his face brought a trace of memory.

When he learned these things, no one explained them.

It is completely based on the notes of the old monk Tongshou Temple of the previous generation as a reference.

It is also fortunate that 'Tongshou Temple' is like this.

Otherwise, to practice those basic skills with his physical condition and age at that time would definitely be twice the result with half the effort and could not be completed.

"Is there a difference between craftsmanship and secret arts?"

Jason whispered to himself, and unconsciously appeared in his mind a picture of 'outer sect disciples and inner sect disciples' being treated differently.

Wasn't it like this in the original Tongshou Temple?

should be.

However, as the number of people in Tongshou Temple became less and less, it gradually became the current model.

It's hard for Jason to tell the pros and cons of the two modes.

But right now, it's too good for him.

Without any hesitation, Jason picked up the [Stupid Hair].

Although the [Great Power Heavenly Dragon Technique] is the core, it must be very good, but Jason is more interested in secret techniques like this 'Clone Technique'.

"[Substitute hair]?"

"Master and I are really destined."

There was a look of relief on the old monk's face.

At the beginning, his first choice was also [Standby Hair].

No reason, just to save lives.

After all, life is everything, isn't it?

"[Substitute hair] is a secret technique that uses hair to make a 'substitute'. With a unique way of transporting blood and energy, it turns one's hair into a 'done', which is indistinguishable from a real person."

"Although it doesn't have the strength in its true sense, as long as it is used well, it has extraordinary effects."

"However, the shortcomings of [Attachment Hair] are also obvious. If you want to create a 'Clone', you need to keep using 'Qi and blood' to nourish it. A 'Clone' with both expressions only needs 6 months to be able to manufacture."

"There's one more downside..."

The old monk of Tongshou Temple couldn't help but looked at Jason's hair.

"I just have short hair, not nothing."

Jason emphasized.

"Well, as long as there are."

"If you're bald, it will be twice as difficult to practice [Standby Hair]."

The old monk of Tongshou Temple showed a look that I understand.

Men, there are always hidden things.

If you don't say it, don't mention it, it doesn't exist.

"[Substitute hair] It's like this..."

The old monk began to explain.

Jason listened intently.

In the left wing room, Hui Lijing made a pot of tea for herself and waited patiently.

Female detectives have considerable patience.

Although he is just an inexperienced detective, he still possesses some basic qualities of a detective.

"I don't know, how often will I be able to learn 'mysterious knowledge'..."

The female detective thought so.

She did not doubt the veracity of Jason's words.

It's just that people always look forward to it.

Um?

Just as the female detective was thinking about it, a strange fragrance suddenly entered her nose.

That's a brothy taste.

But it was ten times stronger.

Not only the aroma of the broth is amplified tenfold.

Some imperfections in the broth were also magnified tenfold.

For example: fishy smell!

Cough, cough!

The female detective was overwhelmed by the smell and coughed uncontrollably.

But the next moment, a knock on the door rang out—

Boom, boom, boom!

"Hello, I'm Jiro. Your ramen is here!"