Chapter Five Hundred and Thirtieth, the Monk Who Likes to Watch New Episodes

The third chapter is here! Pindao meditates to refresh his spirit first, and see if he can update another chapter!

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Thinking of this, Wei Xiaobei had a bitter expression on his face, and then he suddenly thought of something.

I have to go outside to eat, and when Shi Yanming goes to bed at night, I have to close the Sutra Pavilion. That is to say, I have to get rid of ten hours of reading time every day!

Fortunately, in the 150 minutes in the morning, Wei Xiaobei read more than 700 books. After all, some of the notes were very short, and in Wei Xiaobei's hands, he read them in two or three seconds.

Well, in this way, excluding dinner and sleeping time at night, Wei Xiaobei can read for twelve to thirteen hours a day if he comes here at eight o'clock in the morning.

You can read about 3,600 books a day, and 25,000 books in a week.

After such a calculation, it is really difficult to read all the martial arts secrets in this Sutra Pavilion.

Thinking of this, Wei Xiaobei put down the chopsticks in his hand, and with a smile on his face, he said to Shi Yanming, "Master Yanming, is the Sutra Pavilion closed at night?"

"Yes, the door will close at ten o'clock at the latest."

Shi Yanming nodded, but his hands were not slow at all, he stretched out his hand and picked up a chopstick to stir-fry shredded pork into his bowl.

Although this Shaolin Temple is a Buddhist school, it is a vegetarian.

But as the guardian force of Shaolin Temple, monks are an exception.

Just think about it.

Every day, just getting up and carrying a sharp-bottomed bucket to jump up and down the mountain road for more than ten miles to fetch water, and then going to the martial arts field to practice martial arts and build up strength. After this day, it is conceivable that the consumption is huge.

If it is served with vegetables and radishes for a day, hehe, no matter how good the physical fitness is, it will be dragged down.

There is a saying in ancient times that poor literature is rich in martial arts.

In ancient times, reading was generally simple. As long as the child was smart and the private school teacher recognized it, a little meat at home would be used as a training. I usually give the teacher some rice noodles and eggs, that's all.

As for books, paper, pens, inkstones and so on, those with a little money gritted their teeth and bought them. If you have no money, study well, the teacher will give you an old set, or watch it with your classmates,

Anyway, after this thing is set up. As long as you love it, it will last a long time.

As for pens, inks, paper and inkstones, they are consumables, but you can use the sand table to practice calligraphy in the early stage. Later, if you make progress, you have to invest if you need to invest. If you don’t make progress, it’s better to go back to farming.

But as long as it is not wasted, these things will not be used much, at least after being admitted to the scholar, the state will subsidize some pens, inks, papers and inkstones. Food and so on, at this time, as long as they don't waste it, they can make ends meet.

But looking back at martial arts, I have never heard of a martial arts practitioner who lives on vegetables and radishes.

Most of them are people with big mouthfuls of beef and big bowls of wine.

Only by eating a lot of meat can the body be strong and have high physical fitness, so that it can occupy an innate advantage in martial arts.

Otherwise, how can there be a saying: one force will reduce ten meetings.

The same martial arts attainments, combat experience. Skills, then the powerful will always have a great advantage.

In this way, it is reasonable for the Shaolin monks to eat meat.

I remember Master Haideng, a famous Shaolin martial arts master, although his old man is highly skilled in martial arts, he is malnourished because of his vegetarian diet.

As for Shi Yanming. Although they are in charge of the Sutra Pavilion, they belong to the Prajna Hall disciples, so it is normal for them to eat some meat.

It's just that even monks can't usually eat too much meat. It's just enough to maintain the body's needs, and grow some muscles.

"Can you let me spend the night in the Sutra Pavilion?"

Wei Xiaobei's smile at this time became more and more weird, well, to be precise, it should be a flattering smile.

No way, if he could stay overnight in the Sutra Pavilion, he would have more time to read books, which is very important to Wei Xiaobei.

In this regard, it doesn't matter if you lose your integrity.

"This? No, there is a system in the Sutra Pavilion. If the head of the hospital finds out, the little monk can't bear it."

Shi Yanming retracted his chopsticks, hesitated for a moment, and then decisively refused.

What a joke, I spent the night in the Sutra Pavilion, and the head of the hospital found out, so I had to face the cliff for three or four years.

Although many self-masochistic brothers are willing to go to that place, it is said that they can comprehend the essence of Da Mo's martial arts, but Shi Yanming is absolutely unwilling.

"Really? Well, if you can't, then you can't."

After Wei Xiaobei became stronger, few people would disagree with his words. Just as he was about to get angry, he immediately thought that Shi Yanming was not one of his soldiers, nor was he a security guard in the security company. Said that he had to curry favor with the other party.

Wei Xiaobei rubbed his chin, recalled the structure of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion in his mind, and considered the possibility of sneaking in at night.

In the end, when he put down his job, Wei Xiaobei made up his mind and went in to have a look at night.

Although there are modern monitoring equipment installed inside, Wei Xiaobei is confident that he can avoid those monitoring.

As for the sweeping monks pretending to be pigs and eating tigers and hiding in the Buddhist scriptures pavilion to catch themselves, do you think it is a martial arts novel?

How can it be?

At night, before ten o'clock, Wei Xiaobei hurriedly said his goodbyes and left the Sutra Pavilion.

Seeing that Wei Xiaobei was leaving, it was impossible for monks to come to read at such a late hour, so Shi Yanming closed the door of the Sutra Pavilion, and then went back to the attached hut on the first floor of the Sutra Pavilion, washed up and prepared to go to bed .

It has to be said that Wei Xiaobei's current strength has reached an unmatched level in the world.

After infiltrating into the scripture storage pavilion, the electromagnetic field was turned on, and most of the monitoring was paralyzed.

Well, this is not Wei Xiaobei's new ability, but the result of a flash of inspiration when Wei Xiaobei was planning to steal into the Buddhist scriptures pavilion.

When the strength of the electromagnetic field reaches a certain level, it can affect some sensitive electronic components, causing the electronic equipment to be disturbed or malfunction.

Wei Xiaobei didn't dare to let all these monitors be scrapped, he just temporarily paralyzed them, and the screen stayed at the moment before the paralysis.

If Wei Xiaobei leaves, or turns off the electromagnetic field, then these monitoring will return to normal.

Of course, if Wei Xiaobei only had the ability of electromagnetic fields, it would be impossible to perfectly achieve the goal of paralyzing monitoring. In addition, his unparalleled electrician skills played a decisive role.

After all, if a guy who doesn't know anything about electrical appliances is allowed to play with this electromagnetic field, then there can only be one result.

All the monitoring was directly scrapped with a black screen, and then the people in the monitoring room would find the problem, and finally found out that someone had stolen into the Buddhist scriptures pavilion.

Well, even if they didn't find Wei Xiaobei, the disabling of all surveillance cameras at the same time would be enough to raise alarm.

One must know that Wei Xiaobei will stay here for another six days!

The suspicion is probably the biggest one.

Anyway, after paralyzing the monitoring, Wei Xiaobei can read books with confidence.

Of course, this also requires the presence of electromagnetic fields.

For five days in a row, Wei Xiaobei spent most of his time in the Buddhist scripture pavilion except for eating and other time.

During the period, I met many monks who came to look up books.

But they looked at Wei Xiaobei as if they were looking at a lunatic.

Even Wei Xiaobei's reputation as a lunatic reached the ears of Shi Yongping, the head of the Bodhidharma Hall.

For this reason, the head of the hospital specially visited the Buddhist scriptures pavilion.

No way, if Wei Xiaobei really went crazy, he would be in serious trouble, let alone the matter of saving lives, and he couldn't explain it to the Bajiquan people.

At that time, maybe there will be some bad rumors, some Shaolin disciples are jealous of martial arts geniuses, and poisoned Yun Yun.

Fortunately, Wei Xiaobei seems to be quite normal in talking, the only abnormal thing is reading.

Regarding this Shi Yongping, Wei Xiaobei didn't hide anything, he bluntly said that he has a relatively special ability, which can speed up his reading speed, and this is also to choose a cheat book that is more suitable for him.

Well, although Wei Xiaobei's words were half-truth and half-false, at least Shi Yongping was dubious, so he didn't bother again.

After reading a lot of books in the first three days, Wei Xiaobei felt that his martial arts realm was gradually improving, and his reading speed became faster, because Wei Xiaobei discovered that these books actually passed through The potion treatment, in addition to being able to last for a long time and prevent moths from rotting, the toughness of the pages has also been greatly improved.

At least, if you double the speed of turning the book, you won't break the book.

In this way, at the end of the fifth day, Wei Xiaobei had already read all the books on the first and second floors of the Sutra Library!

Even Wei Xiaobei has a little admiration for himself.

You must know that there are nearly 60,000 books on the two floors below!

Read 60,000 books in five days, even though there are some thin notes in it, if it spreads out, it will scare many high school students to death.

After reading the books on the first and second floors, Wei Xiaobei felt that he was about to touch something, but he was almost there.

Well, this feeling is hard.

It's as if there is some itching on the shoulder blades on the back, but you are wearing a bit thick clothes, no matter what you do, you can't pick that place with your hands, it's so itchy that you want to jump off the building!

Driven by this feeling, Wei Xiaobei did not leave the Sutra Pavilion ahead of time, but found Shi Yanming and asked for someone to accompany him to the third floor of the Sutra Pavilion!

Hearing this request, Shi Yanming stared at Wei Xiaobei for a long time without taking it back.

After a while, Shi Yanming said, "Are you crazy?"

Wei Xiaobei didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I'm not crazy, where do you think I'm crazy?"

"Since you're not crazy, why did you go to the third floor? One, you're not a monk, are you interested in Buddhist scriptures? No way. Two, you don't want to steal books. Although those antiques are very valuable, they can't be sold." Three, with so many books, you haven’t read enough?”

Shi Yanming stroked his chin, and answered slowly, looking at Wei Xiaobei, he undoubtedly believed that Wei Xiaobei was crazy.

These words made Wei Xiaobei a little speechless, there is no doubt that what he said was right.

This made Wei Xiaobei look at Shi Yanming with admiration. Don't look at him who usually sits in front of the computer stupidly, and uses his work computer to peek at the new show when he has nothing to do, but his eloquence and brains are really good. (To be continued.)