Just when Le Yuan was still talking with the abbot about Da Huandan, Stephen Zhou, who wanted to escape, quietly opened the back of the gate of Shaolin Temple, turned his head and looked at it ghostly, and found that there was no one, so he opened the door latch and poked his head out of the door to take a look vigilantly.

Outside the door, except for the light of the lantern, it was all immersed in darkness. Stephen Zhou looked at the empty front, then he breathed a sigh of relief, rearranged the burden before stepping out of the temple gate, looked back at the plaque of the temple, Stephen Zhou spat out in surprise: "Less! Forest! Temple! Thinking of the kung fu just now, I couldn't help but take back the doubts in my heart.

Walked a few steps with confidence, and when he saw no one, Stephen Zhou walked boldly towards the street lamp on the mountain in the distance. It's a pity that he had just walked along the wall of Shaolin Temple for a while, and he felt that the candle light in front of him suddenly dimmed.

Turning his head to look at the wall to the side, he saw a dozen figures gradually submerging the wall. Stephen Zhou shuddered and turned to look to the other side, only to see eighteen golden people in the light, standing there with their hands crossed and their chests staring at him. A word popped up in his mind, and he watched these people blurt out: "Eighteen bronze people in Shaolin Temple? ”

"That's right! Eighteen bronze men of Shaolin Temple! With the voices of the eighteen bronze men, they formed a formation around the bronze leader one by one, and with the tone of the same voice, Stephen Zhou couldn't help but lean back and took two steps back.

The leader of the eighteen bronze men said viciously: "Offended the abbot, do you want to leave?" It's not that easy! As soon as the boss spoke, the eighteen bronze men rushed up, dealing with an ordinary person like Stephen Zhou who didn't know martial arts, naturally he didn't have to deal with it seriously, but sent eight people to beat Stephen Zhou with ordinary fists and feet, as for the others, they put on various poses, and those who beat Stephen Zhou didn't think that this would reflect the punishment, so they brought a folding stool from nowhere to join the beating.

"Ahh Just after one of the eighteen bronze men jumped on a folding stool and struck Stephen Zhou, Stephen Zhou's eyes rolled and he passed out.

The old wounds are good, and the new wounds Stephen Zhou was dragged by the boss of the eighteen bronze men to the interior of the Shaolin Temple, and a bloody mark left on the ground showed what a cruel and inhumane beating it was.

When the Eighteen Bronze Man returned to the house with Stephen Zhou, who had been preliminarily bandaged, Huang Rong was startled by Stephen Zhou's new appearance. Even if he was beaten into a pig's head, the bruises on his body and face, and the blood stains on the gauze all showed how badly Stephen Zhou was beaten.

"Hey, you're too much, kill if you want to, why do you beat people so badly, I'm afraid his mother won't necessarily know him when she comes here. Is this what a Buddhist disciple should do? Huang Rong pointed to Stephen Zhou, who was beaten badly, and asked.

Without waiting for the eighteen bronze man to answer, Le Yuan stepped forward to check Stephen Zhou's injury, then returned to Huang Rong's side, grabbed her arm and shook his head, and said: "It's okay, he is all traumatized, although he looks miserable, but I feel that there is a medicinal power in his body that is constantly repairing his injuries, and he is still improving his physique, which is a good thing for him." ”

"Amitabha, the eye of the Noble Donkey is really amazing!" The abbot stepped forward and folded his hands and said, "This Zhou Shizhu's physique is already poor, although he took Da Huan Dan after his hands were poisoned, and Da Huan Dan has been partially absorbed by me after he took it, but most of the medicinal power is still blocked in his meridians, and some of the medicinal power has been absorbed after the eighteen bronze man has just shot." ”

"What? Doesn't that mean you have to be beaten to increase your strength? He is not a scumbag, how can he be willing to be beaten all the time? "Huang Rong knows Stephen Zhou's temperament very well, he can be said to be a very self-aware person, and he is by no means stupid and takes the initiative to be beaten.

"Hehe, as long as he still wants to seek revenge on Tang Niu, he will definitely not be willing to stay here for the rest of his life." Le Yuan looked at the abbot and said, "Besides, isn't there any arrangement between the abbot and the eighteen bronze people for him?" ”

"Amitabha, this matter also requires the cooperation of the two donors, if you want to let the Zhou donors have a way to fight Tang Niu before the Super God of Food Competition, you must do extraordinary methods." The abbot bowed to Le Yuan and the others, and the two of them returned the salute again and again, nodded and promised to help the abbot train Stephen Zhou.

The next morning, when Le Yuan came to Stephen Zhou's house with some breakfast from the kitchen, he saw Stephen Zhou trying to get up with great difficulty, and it looked like he had become swollen a lot, although he was still a little swollen, but he could see his appearance.

Le Yuan helped him up and sat on the bed, then handed a bun to his hand and said, "Your hand should be fine, eat the bun, you are in urgent need of nutrition now." ”

"How is she?" Stephen Zhou didn't eat the bun, but asked about Le Yuan. Although it is not explicitly stated who "she" is, it is clear that it refers to the turkey.

Le Yuan turned his back to Stephen Zhou, picked up the kettle from the table, got a cup of tea, and said lightly without looking back: "Aren't you right next to her?" She helped you block that shot, too suddenly, too close. Although Le Yuan didn't say what happened to the turkey, in Stephen Zhou's opinion, the meaning was obvious - the turkey was shot and killed.

"Tick" was very soft, much like the sound of a drop of water on a stone slab, but Le Yuan knew that it was definitely not water, and "tick" was another sound. Le Yuan turned around and saw that Stephen Zhou was no longer crying, just crying blankly.

"Eat it!" Le Yuan forced the bun into Stephen Zhou's mouth, "You have to recover quickly now, do you want to keep Tang Niu laughing at the decadent appearance you are now?" ”

As soon as Tang Niu's two words came out, Stephen Zhou's eyes, which were still dead, suddenly became a god, and he bit the bun viciously and said, "I, I want to defeat Tang Niu, and I want to avenge the turkey." ”

After eating breakfast, Stephen Zhou had the opportunity to ask, "Why did you get here, did you find me last night?" ”

"That's not it, it was the abbot who found you last night, as for why I'm here, of course I'm here to study, isn't this the Chinese Culinary Training Academy you're looking for?" Le Yuan patted Stephen Zhou's shoulder and said.

"Chinese Culinary Training Institute? Are you mistaken? Stephen Zhou turned his head to look at Le Yuan in surprise, "Isn't this Shaolin Temple?" I saw the plaques on the gates of the monastery. "Stephen on Monday, don't lie to me, I'm literate.

Le Yuan had no choice but to help him up and said, "It's useless to talk too much, you better come over with me and take a look." With that, he helped a limping Stephen Zhou to the kitchen door.

"Do you see the door number on it?" Le Yuan pointed to the plaque that read "Kitchen" and said, "This is the true face of the Chinese Culinary Training Institute - the kitchen of Shaolin Temple, and Tang Niu is a traitor of Shaolin Temple." As he spoke, he opened the door and let Stephen Zhou see the scene in the kitchen.

"This, is this where Tang Niu learned to cook?" Stephen Zhou asked, trembling and raising his hand to the kitchen.

The answer to him was Huang Rong who came out of the kitchen: "Of course, but he is just a traitor who has not been recognized and slipped out without permission. ”

"Why are you here?" Stephen Zhou Qi said, "Isn't this Shaolin Temple?" Women can come in too? ”

Huang Rong stepped forward, twisted his ear and said, "Didn't you notice me yesterday?" I'm your teacher! ”

"It hurts, it hurts, my sister, stop! I'm a patient. Stephen Zhou said helplessly, holding his bruised arm.

"Amitabha, it seems that Lord Zhou, you are recovering well." Stephen Zhou, who was still a little playful, was beaten by this sound, and jumped and turned to look at the abbot who appeared silently.

For this abbot who was suspected of molesting himself last night, was very cautious, and had a high level of kung fu, Stephen Zhou was so shocked that he hid directly behind Le Yuan and looked at the abbot suspiciously.

"I don't know if you want to learn cooking here." The abbot's old voice reached Stephen Zhou's ears.

"Of course, but is it too late? I only have a month, and I still have to learn martial arts, don't I? How to defeat Tang Niu in the optical kitchen. Stephen Zhou, who knew the difficulty of learning martial arts from Le Yuan, said with some frustration.

"Hehe, have you forgotten what I said about the panacea? You were beaten so badly last night, but you're almost recovered today, don't you notice? Le Yuan removed the bandage from his hand, only to see that the bruises had almost dissipated, and the scars on the vines had disappeared.

"Really, how did I do this?" Stephen Zhou touched his whole body, although it still hurt a little, but it must have been much better than last night.

"Amitabha, Master Zhou, you have already taken my Shaolin Secret Great Returning Pill, I don't know if you are willing to become my Shaolin lay disciple?" The abbot threw an olive branch at Stephen Zhou, "Become my Shaolin disciple, I will definitely do my best to cultivate you, so that you can fight Tang Niu." ”

"Join in, it's just a lay disciple, equivalent to an apprentice in Shaolin, with few constraints." Le Yuan persuaded on the side.

"I know, I'm willing to become a Shaolin lay disciple, so what should I do next?" Stephen Zhou pointed to the kitchen and said, "Shall I join in now?" ”

"Haha, I've already heard from the Ox Kumbe about your situation, skip the basic stage, and now you have to enter the advanced stage, and let the eighteen bronze people teach you martial arts together." Listening to the abbot's words, Stephen Zhou, who had already made up his mind, regretted it a little.

"Those eighteen golden bald donkeys, they are really good at beating people, but look at what tricks they use? I don't know where to pick up the folding stool and hit me, and I have to learn these tricks. Remembering what happened last night, Stephen Zhou shuddered.

"Hehe, you can't just look at appearances, you'll know what they can teach you." The abbot said with a friendly smile.

As Stephen Zhou became a disciple of the Shaolin layman, his days of suffering began.