In Wang Yi's opinion, during the day, the endless pilgrims who came to Shaolin Temple to visit, and the martial arts performances of Shaolin Temple specially provided three times a day for martial arts enthusiasts from all over the country... That was for life and for promotion. After all, the monks are not Buddhas, gods, but humans, and they also have to eat.

Those with insight will naturally see the tricks from the performance and then have the opportunity to be included in the door wall of Shaolin Temple.

Those who have no understanding will just watch the fun and then help promote it. Anyway, Shaolin Temple is not a loss.

When there is really a fight, these pure martial arts monks will not be allowed to appear.

Wang Yi was not disgusted with this, but instead felt that this was very flexible and more humane.

The sky gradually became dark. Wang Yi walked around the temple leisurely, constantly greeting the monks he had met with smiles and greetings, feeling their diligence and boredom day after day, and thought to himself that the monks in Shaolin Temple have good reviews in the world, but there is still some reason.

I refused to join Shaolin just because of the secret of mutated happy town and didn’t want to have a tight spell on my head. In fact, there are probably more than 100,000 people in the world who want to join Shaolin Temple!

...

On this side, Song Raoao, who was far away in the imperial capital, also leaned on the bed in the room he rented, clicked on his mobile phone, logged into a forum he often went to, and browsed the posts on it.

A netizen posted a prayer post: "Can God be the only one who can tell me tomorrow. Friends, please bless me? This time, my family of four has been on the battlefield and has been waiting for three years. Why should I be ranked me? I recently bought a lottery ticket and won 10 yuan. I should have good luck."

Three years!

Our studio has just started applying, can we apply?

Song Rao'ao was very confused.

If you can't apply, would you discuss it with Xiaoyi? At worst, the studio will build a charging pile downstairs and then buy a new energy car?

He continued to read the reply posts later, most of them gave blessings kindly, and some were complaining: "You have only been waiting for three years, and I have been waiting for four years and three months! If you don't wait, I will go to another place to play a card! At worst, I can play travel when travel is restricted! So the lottery in the imperial capital is too difficult!"

"There are so many people, so many units, and only a few numbers. Isn't it difficult? Actually, if you want to tell me, there is no need for everyone to waste time in the imperial capital. Where can you get rich?"

"Hey, it's too difficult for us to make a name for ourselves in the imperial capital! Now we have to worry about a license plate. The cost of living is high, high, high!"

In fact, Song Raoao also felt that the living standard in the imperial capital was high. Without Wang Yi, he would never have considered coming here to develop.

Fortunately, because of Wang Yi, he could rent a one-bedroom and living room here. Although he had to climb four floors every day, there was sunshine and a kitchen here, which was considered a world.

As for the car...at least, I can still enjoy the company-equipped car rental, right?

Hopefully, I can win the number tomorrow.

Only when you can shake the studio can you truly gain a foothold in the imperial capital.

He continued to browse other posts silently, collecting as much information as possible on the license plates in the imperial capital, whether it is true or false.

He has been doing this work for more than ten days and can screen out some false information every day, but he has actually collected a few real information about selling company shells and license plates at high prices, and asked for the price.

Now, just wait for tomorrow's lottery results.

If you can't shake it, buy a company to take up a local license plate number first!

...

The Sutra Library of Shaolin Temple is just behind the Main Hall. It is a place for monks to preach and store scriptures. It does not open the door normally.

There are many inscriptions in front of the pavilion, but Wang Yi just glanced at them and let them go directly into the pavilion, facing a white marble reclining Buddha with a solemn Dharma appearance of more than 7 meters.

For some reason, when Wang Yi saw this reclining Buddha, all the guilt and uneasiness in his heart were wiped out.

After thinking for a while, he still clasped his hands in front of the Buddha, silently bowed three notes, and then began to inspect the scriptures in the cabinet as the door slowly closed.

Both the east and west walls of the Sutra Pavilion are sutra cabinets, but they are just imitations. Wang Yi thought for a while, walked to the electronic index terminal in the cabinet and clicked on the screen above.

At this time, Wang Yi, who had been staying in Room 2703, Fengdanyuan, Ting City, did not go out, transformed himself into a factory in the large Happy Town and found the town's library.

A dialog box suddenly popped up on the screen: "The dear tax officer incarnated and sensed that your deity was contacting a certain book collection system in reality. Is it connected?"

Wang Yi's incarnation chose China Unicom without hesitation. There was a pause on the screen for dozens of seconds, and then it was shown that China Unicom was successful.

Immediately afterwards, another dialog box on the screen: "Dear tax officer, I detected that the system has a rich collection of books. If you want to copy, you need to pay 10,000 gold coins to increase the capacity. Do you want to copy it?"

Wang Yi turned into a slight daze, but he soon confirmed and paid again.

After the screen showed that the copy was successfully displayed on the screen, it was the First Library of Reality (Shaolin Temple) and could be read for a fee, Wang Yi turned into a transformation and shook his head and smiled.

Just kidding, I can read it for free in the Sutra Pavilion.

Hey, a bold idea suddenly popped up in his mind, and he quit the library, moved to the town's setting-service, and then entered the question: "Can there be secret books and Buddhist scriptures in the first library? Can you practice the incarnation of the body?"

After the answer popped up on the screen, Wang Yi turned into a gaze and smiled with confidence.

It seems that the idea of ​​"Faoshuidong" is really good.

He then leisurely exited the interface, followed the answer, found the Buddhist scriptures and secret books mentioned, and began to read them.

...

Similarly, after Wang Yi, who was in the Shaolin Temple Sutra Library, accepted the answers he had experienced incarnation, he quickly found the secret book and began to study it.

Before we knew it, time had slipped through lunch time. The monks in Shaolin Temple were ordered to open the Sutra Pavilion and deliver vegetarian food to Wang Yi who was studying hard.

Wang Yi from Ting City also quickly bought a meal of meat from the large Happy Town car restaurant and had a delicious meal.

Otherwise, the vegetarian dishes from Shaolin Temple would only make Wang Yi half full.

When he finished eating, his large cell phone rang.

It was Song Raoao who called him. Thinking about the moment he should be in the Sutra Pavilion, Wang Yi did not answer the answer.

After the phone rang for a while, it became quiet. Wang Yi turned into a transformation and continued to operate the Happy Town.

However, Song Raotai, who was eating a work meal in the company, received an excited call from his younger brother: "Brother, good news, we won the lottery! We won all the two signs! We can have the car with the license plate!"
Chapter completed!