Vol 3 Chapter 40: Hair volume and strength

Still driven by Hui Lijing.
This time, the old monk Tongshousi sat in the passenger seat.
Jason is still in the back row.
The car quickly drove into the market entrance of Doshou Town.
Looking at the familiar stone pillars, the female detective had a lingering fear.
"Should nothing happen today?"
The female detective said jokingly in order to dispel the shadow in her heart.
"Will not."
"Our luck will not be so bad."
The old monk Tongshou Temple smiled and shook his head.
He thinks that he has very good luck. He has been on the ‘mysterious side’ as an ordinary person for more than ten years. Although he has encountered risks countless times, every time, he can be said to be a surprise.
just……
Some money is lost every time.
Most of it was because he couldn't bear it, and returned the money to the client.
Even, sometimes, a small amount of money will be posted.
As for those who went bankrupt for dinner?
It was the first time he met.
In the future, I must not invite Jason to dinner!
The old monk Tongshou Temple warned himself silently in his heart.
"Listen to the car here, here and there are parking spaces dedicated to Tongshou Temple."
The old monk pointed to two parking spaces not far away and said.
"Tongshou Temple actually has parking spaces?"
The female detective looked surprised.
Other temples have parking spaces, and female detectives will not be surprised.
After all, every one of that kind of high mountain temple is famous. If you don't build a parking lot at the foot of the mountain, you can't cope with the constant flow of believers during a holiday.
But what about Tongshou Temple?
It is a small temple hidden in the market.
Such a small temple could even have a parking space, so the female detective had to be surprised.
"The land deed on Tongshou Temple originally had these two parking spaces."
"There are also three shops in the market, which are also owned by Tongshou Temple."
"These are all left by the first master Tongshou Temple."
The old monk saw the doubts of the female detective and immediately explained.
"Master Tongshou Temple of the previous generation is very business-minded!"
The female detective couldn't help but praised.
It is really good to be able to buy three shops and two parking spaces around Tongshou Temple.
To know the market around Doshou Temple, the land price in Doshou Town is not cheap.
"The master Tongshou Temple of the previous generation did not know how to do business. On the contrary, he was a monk who studied Buddhist scriptures and principles and would not go out once a month."
Master Tongshou Temple introduces the master of Tongshou Temple of the previous generation.
"Then these three shops and two parking spaces?"
Doubts appeared on the female detective's face.
"Because, the entire Tongshou Town was owned by the master at that time."
Master Tongshou Temple said it for granted.
... the corner of the female detective's mouth twitched, she really wanted to ask if the master Tongshou Temple of the previous generation received the master of Tongshou Temple because of the other party's property.
It's just that it's too rude to say this.
The female detective abruptly held back.
"Tongshou Temple's life has become much better because of the participation of the masters of the previous generation-the master of Tongshou Temple also died with a smile when he passed away."
The old monk continued to talk.
Stop!
The more you say this, the more I feel that what the master Tongshousi of the upper generation fancy is the family property of the master Tongshousi of the upper generation.
The female detective couldn't help but complain.
Then she became curious again.
"Since the entire Tongshou Town is owned by the master of Tongshou Temple, why are there only three shops and two parking spaces left?"
The female detective asked as she stopped the car.
"Because the master of the previous generation is a truly good person, he kept helping those who could help, and dissipated the wealth in the Tongshou Temple. In order to save money, he even had to go to the street to eat the food and medicine of innocent homeless people. ."
The old monk Tongshou Temple said, a touch of complexity flashed in his eyes.
At that time, he was very surprised when he got the title deed to Tongshou Temple from the previous generation of Tongshou Temple masters.
Because he had never thought that such a rich monk would have such a miserable life.
Not only three meals of brown rice and pickles, but also free of charge even if it is devilish.
The money saved was donated.
Moreover, the old monk believes that if it were not for the master Tongshou Temple of the upper dynasty to express his will, at least Tongshou Temple, three shops and two parking spaces should be retained.
The old monk must be able to donate everything he can.
As for what?
He doesn't know either.
He thought very seriously.
But really don't know.
I wonder if I can't do the old monk.
Therefore, he considers himself not a qualified master.
Neither can it be the Zhongxing Tongshou Temple of the previous masters.
It can't do the painstaking research of the previous masters.
It's even impossible to do what the previous masters did.
He is just an ordinary monk.
Still the kind of monks halfway through.
So, everything depends on you.
The old monk thought, 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 behind the old monk with the female detective.
On the not-so-long road, the old monk tells the story of this street.
The change from a dorayaki restaurant on the side of the street to the takoyaki restaurant on the side to a ramen restaurant and skewers restaurant on the side.
"The oldest is the ramen restaurant."
"It should be 40 years old."
"Now when the owner's father is alive, I often come to eat. At that time, the current owner's father, Mr. Jiro, laughed so heartily. Who knew that he fell on foot and went home."
The old monk said, his face full of sorrow.
"how does it taste?"
Jason asked.
"Scalding is great."
"It has the mellowness of meat and the deliciousness of fish soup, not greasy."
"Unfortunately, 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 after Jason asked about the taste.
Everything becomes happy.
"It turned out to be so."
"Thanks to the master for the point."
The old monk put his hands together at Jason.
Jason has long been accustomed to this kind of ‘cat cave’ expatriate situation from time to time.
He nodded casually, showing a look of ‘yes, that’s what you think’.
But the female detective was stunned.
What did I miss?
Did I walk with you just now?
"Hui Lijing female donor, you need to slowly understand what the master said."
"The taste of the tongue is actually the taste of life."
"Sweet, bitter, spicy and salty... the five flavors of life are nothing more than the same."
The old monk sighed with emotion.
What do you mean?
Didn't Jason simply want to eat a bowl after asking about the taste?
How can there be so many principles?
Is it shallow to me?
The female detective suspected that Tong Shou Temple was already close at hand in her life.
The old monk walked two steps quickly, got up the steps, and opened the door.
It was no different from the Tongshou Temple they had seen before.
There are also left and right wing rooms, halls, and small courtyards.
"Hui Lijing female donor, please wait here."
"Or you can go to the left wing and wait."
"If you need tea, please do it yourself-I need to complete the inheritance for the master as soon as possible. Please forgive me if I am rude."
The old monk of Tongshou Temple expressed his apologies.
"It's okay."
"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 room alone.
"As expected to be the sister of Hui Lixiang's female donor, although there is a big gap in strength, her personality is so upright."
After a soft compliment, the old monk made a please gesture to Jason again.
After entering the main hall and reaching the statue, Jason saw the locked door again.
The heritage is here?
Jason looked around.
There are no warning agencies around, and 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, in the eyes of outsiders."
"It's also an ordinary scripture."
Ordinary scripture?
After the disguise?
Only the people of Tongshou Temple can see the true face of "Scripture"?
Jason was relieved quickly.
He had heard such rumors in his hometown.
In "The City That Never Sleeps", he has seen it with his own eyes.
Because that's how the old man's account book is done.
Anyone other than the old man would only consider that account book to be an ‘H’ magazine.
Of course, the ‘H’ magazine in the safe is too conspicuous.
Instead, the practice of "Tong Shou Temple" is more appropriate.
Since this is the case, then...
Is the ‘fear’ flag also stored like this?
Placed in a place that is both conspicuous and neglected?
Jason narrowed his eyes.
This is a very possible thing.
After all, it is impossible to use a method like this very easy to use only once.
So, if the "fear" flag exists.
If it’s really in "Tong Shou Temple",
Where will it be?
Click!
The crisp sound of unlocking interrupted Jason's thinking.
The old monk Tongshou Temple took off the lock, held it in his hand, and just opened the door.
With the light shining, a small library appeared in front of Jason.
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 was completely familiar with the road and walked in it. After a while, he held a dozen books and walked to a table dedicated to people reading on the side of the library.
"This is the basic skills of'Tong Shou Temple', including boxing, leg skills, stick skills, swordsmanship, swordsmanship, etc."
"I just watched it in a hurry because of my bad talent."
The old monk took out seven or eight books among them.
Then, he took out three of them.
"This is [Substitute Hair], [Boat Crossing Technique], and [Mute Technique]. They are the most familiar secret techniques I practice."
Immediately afterwards, the old monk took out another one.
"This is [Vajra Palm], I just know it now, my talent is too bad."
The old monk said helplessly and shook his head.
Then, the old monk took out another one.
When he took out the book, the old monk immediately became serious.
"This is the core secret technique of'Tong Shou Temple': [Dawei Tianlong Law]!"
"It is rumored that you can bless the'Power of the Dragon' to lower demons and slay demons."
"Unfortunately, I also know a little bit about it now."
The old monk put the [Dawei Tianlong Law] in his hand on the table. After putting his hands together again, he directly asked Jason, "Master, where do we start to learn?"
"Don't you need to start with the basics?"
Jason looked at the basic skills that accounted for the most and was slightly curious.
The concept from hometown always makes him habitually go from simple to difficult, lay a good foundation, consolidate the foundation, and then proceed step by step.
"The basics are only skills, although they can be practiced to a high level, they can be comparable to secret skills."
"However, the secret techniques of Tongshou Temple, including [Vajra Palm], do not require these skills to lay the foundation. Therefore, there is no such thing as starting from the basics."
"The core [Dawei Tianlong Law] is the same."
"So, we just need to follow the interests."
The old monk of Tongshou Temple said.
The smile on his face carries a trace of memory.
When he was learning this, no one explained it.
It is entirely based on the notes of the old monk at Tongshou Temple of the previous generation as a reference.
Fortunately, "Tong Shou Temple" is like this.
Otherwise, using his physical condition and age to practice those basic skills would definitely be half the effort and impossible to accomplish.
"Is there a distinction between skill and secret?"
Jason whispered to himself, unconsciously a picture of ‘outer disciple and inner disciple’ showing a different treatment appeared in his mind.
Was that the case with Tongshou Temple?
should be.
However, as the number of people in Tongshou Temple became less and less, it gradually became the current model.
It is difficult for Jason to tell the pros and cons of these two models.
But for the moment, it was too advantageous for him.
Without hesitation, Jason picked up the [Standalone Hair].
Although the [Dawei Tianlong Method] is the core and it must be very good, but Jason is more interested in secret techniques like this ‘clone technique’.
"[Standby]?"
"Master and I are really destined."
There was a touch of relief on the old monk's face.
At the beginning, his first choice was [Standalone Hair].
No reason, just to save lives.
After all, everything is alive, right?
"[Secondary Hair] is a secret technique of using hair to make a ‘substitute’. It uses a unique way of transporting blood and energy to turn one’s hair into a ‘substitute’, which is the same as a real person’s ‘substitute’.
"Although I don't have the strength in my true sense, as long as it is used well ~EbookFREE.me~, it will also have extraordinary results."
"However, the shortcomings of [Secondary Hair] are also obvious. To create a'clone', you need to constantly use the'qi and blood' to warm up, and it only takes 6 months for a'clone' with both looks manufacture."
"There is another drawback..."
The old monk Tongshousi couldn't help but looked at Jason's hair.
"I just have short hair, not nothing."
Jason emphasized.
"Well, as long as you have it."
"If you're bald, practicing [Standalone Hair] will be twice as difficult."
The old monk of Tongshou Temple showed a look that I understand.
For men, there is always something unspeakable.
If you don't talk, don't mention it, it doesn't exist.
"[Standby] is like this..."
The old monk began to explain.
Jason listened attentively.
In the left wing, Hui Lijing made a pot of tea for herself and waited patiently.
Female detectives have considerable patience.
Although he is only an incompetent detective, he still possesses some basic qualities of a detective.
"I don't know, how long will I be able to learn ‘mysterious knowledge’..."
The female detective thought so.
She did not doubt the authenticity of Jason's words.
However, people always look forward to it.
Ok?
Just as the female detective was thinking about it, suddenly a strange fragrance entered her nose.
It is a taste of broth.
But it is dozens of times richer.
It is not only the aroma of the broth that has been amplified ten times.
Some blemishes in the broth are also magnified ten times.
For example: smelly!
Cough, cough!
The female detective coughed uncontrollably by the smell.
But the next moment, the knock on the door sounded—
Boom, boom, boom!
"Hello, this is Jiro. Your ramen is here!"