A Hundred Dogs Like You
Burned?
When Luo Fanchen heard that, he could not help but frown. When did Shaolin Temple fall to such a state? Even a sacred place for martial arts inheritance like the Scripture Depository had disappeared from the world?
"Master, was the Scripture Depository burned down by mistake or by someone?？”Luo Fanchen asked.
Patron, forgive me for not being able to tell you." The abbot looked as if he had seen through the world and turned his head to continue reciting his scriptures.
At this moment, a young monk rushed in from outside the door. He was sweating profusely and panting heavily. When he saw Luo Fanchen and the abbot, he gulped and said,""Abbot, those people are here again!"
When the abbot heard this, he paused for a moment, but then shook his head with a bitter smile."Amitabha. Shaolin has declined and is being humiliated…"
With that, he walked out of the door.
Luo Fanchen didn't say anything. He just followed them, wanting to see what had happened in Shaolin Temple recently.
When he arrived at the entrance of Shaolin Temple, Luo Fanchen saw a group of people dressed in karate and taekwondo uniforms standing at the door. They were shouting loudly. Most of them had a Chinese accent, and only a few of them were from Korea and Japan.
There were no less than a hundred people from the two factions gathered here. The youngest was only seven or eight years old, and the oldest was in his thirties. All of them had angry expressions on their faces as they stood outside the door. Some of them even raised signs that read: "Bald donkeys, get out!"
"The people of Shaolin Temple only know how to show off their skills and fake money. Get out!”
"What bullsh * t martial arts! It was useless in actual combat! Bullshit!"
The discussions of this group of people also boiled like boiling water. Some of them even fiddled with their fists and feet, threatening to fight one-on-one.
"These bald donkeys are just sitting in the manger! Why didn't he just obediently give up the land? He was still struggling on his deathbed.”
"That's right. I've already prepared the money for them, but these bald donkeys are all stubborn and won't listen to advice.”
"You're all a bunch of trash, trash who only know how to talk! Do you dare to come out and challenge me? What Shaolin martial arts! Bullshit! I can take on ten bald donkeys by myself.”
Luo Fanchen couldn't believe that the Shaolin Temple had been bullied by these foreign bastards. They were even facing the crisis of the Shaolin orthodoxy, yet they didn't choose to fight back!
The difference in the number of people on both sides was quite obvious. There were less than ten people left in the Shaolin Temple. Other than some old monks, there were only three who were considered young.
Luo Fanchen also noticed that one of the three young monks was blind!
"I want to ask why these people are targeting Shaolin Temple.”Luo Fanchen suppressed the anger in his heart and asked a monk in his fifties beside him.
"Benefactor…"It's a long story. These two groups of people are Japan and Korea. Recently, they want to expand the area of their martial arts centers. It just so happens that the Shaolin Temple is the area that they want to take over. Their martial arts centers want to spend money to forcefully buy our Shaolin Temple, but we didn't agree, so we have this situation.”As the old monk spoke, his eyes were filled with sorrow as he sighed.
"Is there no one to care?" Luo Fanchen questioned.
Another old monk shook his head and continued,""Now, both the Chinese and the country have begun to rely on technology. Some time ago, there was even a question about traditional martial arts. Many relevant departments no longer attached importance to our religious culture and traditional martial arts. Not only did they cancel the relevant protection projects, but they also thought that our Shaolin Temple was a waste of land and resources. These Japanese and Korean guys took the opportunity to target our Shaolin Temple. This is already the tenth time they came to our door, but we refused and were in a deadlock with them. However, from the looks of it now…"
At this moment, a black-belt young man walked out from the clamoring crowd. He stood in the open space between the two sides with his left hand on his waist and his right hand pointing at the Shaolin people. He shouted at the top of his voice,"You bunch of trash! None of them dared to come out to fight!”
After a long time, no one from Shaolin Temple left. They were completely like the disadvantaged group and were silent.
"Hahaha... As expected, they were a bunch of trash who only knew how to eat!”
The black-belt youth raised his head and laughed mockingly.
Ta, ta, ta...
Following the sound of footsteps, a person slowly walked out of the Shaolin Temple.
With his hands in his pockets, he walked up to the black-belt young man and said lazily,"The ancients said that a dog's mouth cannot spit out ivory. A hundred dogs like you wouldn't be too many.”
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I forgot to explain why the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is not in Beggar's Sect but Shaolin Temple. It's because Shaolin Temple's Sutra Depository has many martial arts techniques. In modern civilization, Beggar's Sect is no longer a sect but a true party. In order to maintain respect for Beggar's Sect, I decided to write that Shaolin Temple has collected the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
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