Chapter 75

(Seeking recommendations)

When Luo Tai regained consciousness, he found himself lying on a monk's bed in a very simple room, which contained nothing but the bed, not even a table.

Just as Luo Tai was about to move his body to check if his wound had healed, he discovered that his legs seemed to be tied up and could not move.

Shocked, Luo Tai turned his head toward his legs and was startled to see the Shaolin Abbot Mengyi sitting astride his thighs. His pants had been pulled down to his knees, exposing his bare buttocks.

Seeing Luo Tai awake, Mengyi pointed at his buttocks and said, "Layman, the wound on your buttocks is very deep, even reaching the bone. When you treated the wound, you did it too simply, causing the wound to become infected inside. Worse still, your body is strong and your constitution is excellent, so the wound has already started to heal, sealing the pus deep inside. If the pus is not drained, you might lose your right leg in the future."

At this point, the Shaolin Abbot lowered his head and slowly moved toward Luo Tai's buttocks, continuing, "Layman, I will now drain the pus for you. Don't worry, I will do it gently to ensure you don't feel any pain."

The abbot's words sent a chill down Luo Tai's spine, and a tingling sensation rose from his dantian to the top of his head. Goosebumps piled up layer upon layer, making his skin feel tight and slightly painful.

Mengyi, the old pervert, without hesitation, Luo Tai activated the Great Vajra Leg and swung his uninjured left leg, throwing the Shaolin Abbot to the side. He hastily pulled up his pants and looked at the seemingly upright Abbot Mengyi with caution.

Mengyi clasped his hands together and recited a Buddhist chant, "Namo Amitabha Buddha. Since the layman does not wish to accept my offer, I will not force it. I hope you take good care of yourself."

After saying this, the door opened mysteriously on its own. Mengyi, without moving his body, slid out silently as if his feet were greased.

Luo Tai let out a long breath and released his tightly gripped waistband, still feeling a lingering fear. He never expected that the situation from the movie, where Stephen's encounter happened, would fall on him. This injury was indeed not a good omen.

However, he had finally entered Shaolin Temple. He thought about how Stephen Chow could learn super culinary skills combined with kung fu in the Shaolin kitchen, and it seemed that the mission in the movie could be completed perfectly.

Immersed in his thoughts, Luo Tai was suddenly awakened by a series of hurried footsteps. Looking up, he saw a Shaolin Copper Man quickly walking in.

After bowing to Luo Tai, the Shaolin Copper Man said, "Layman, if your body is no longer in serious condition, please follow me to the abbot's room. Our abbot has prepared fragrant tea and is waiting for you."

Luo Tai was not quite used to the formal language of the Shaolin Copper Man and blinked several times before realizing that he was being invited to meet the abbot. It seemed the abbot wanted to inquire about his purpose.

Following the Shaolin Copper Man to the abbot's room, Abbot Mengyi greeted him at the door and entered the room with Luo Tai.

After serving the tea, Mengyi did not engage in small talk and directly asked, "Layman, where did you learn the Great Vajra Leg? This martial art was originally an exclusive skill of our Shaolin Temple. However, 85 years ago, the only master who knew this skill, Master Xuandu, suddenly left the temple and returned to secular life. Subsequently, Shaolin was ravaged by war, and the Great Vajra Leg secret manual stored in the scripture hall was destroyed. I thought this skill would never reappear, but I never expected to see the Great Vajra Leg in you."

Luo Tai was taken aback by the abbot's question. His Great Vajra Leg was obtained from a lottery in the Shaolin Soccer movie world, but he couldn't tell the abbot about the lottery system. Not only would he risk punishment from the old immortal, but the abbot might not believe him.

"This... this... the situation is like this. I... I learned it from my father. I have been practicing this skill for nearly twenty years. Yes, I learned the Great Vajra Leg from my father." Luo Tai finally found a plausible excuse and nodded vigorously to show his sincerity.

"Your father? Then, layman, do you have the surname Luo?" The Shaolin abbot smiled, clasped his hands together, and stared directly at Luo Tai.

"Do I have the surname Luo?"

Luo Tai was completely stunned. Was this monk so divine that he could guess his surname? Could it be that he asked Stephen Chow? But if he had asked Stephen, why would the old monk still need to ask Luo Tai?

His mind raced, but Luo Tai nodded involuntarily. After all, whenever someone asked him this question, he usually nodded in response.

Seeing Luo Tai nod, the abbot sighed with relief, and his face lit up with joy. "That's right. Layman, before Master Xuandu left the temple and returned to secular life, his secular surname was Luo. Since the Great Vajra Leg you practice is a family skill, you must be a descendant of Master Xuandu."

Luo Tai was almost thunderstruck by the abbot's words. This was too melodramatic!

Before Luo Tai could recover, the abbot continued, "Layman, did you come to Shaolin to return the Great Vajra Leg to our temple?"

Luo Tai felt a chill as he looked at the abbot's almost glowing eyes. From the abbot's demeanor, if he said no, he would probably be grabbed immediately.

Luo Tai did not dare to underestimate the abbot's skills. With just the silent and elusive lightness, Luo Tai had no confidence in fighting the abbot, let alone the eighteen copper-skinned, iron-boned, and immensely strong Shaolin Copper Men. If they turned against each other, Luo Tai was sure he wouldn't be able to escape from Shaolin Temple.

Thinking about the possibility of being locked in a dark dungeon and forced to reveal the secrets of the Great Vajra Leg every day, Luo Tai felt a chill down his back.

Since the Great Vajra Leg was obtained from a lottery and was originally a Shaolin skill, it would be better to hand it over to Shaolin Temple and form a good relationship with them.

With this thought, Luo Tai forced a smile and said, "Of course, Master is indeed wise. I have two purposes for coming to Shaolin, one of which is to return the Great Vajra Leg to Shaolin, which can be considered a return of a lost treasure."

As soon as Luo Tai spoke, the abbot was pleasantly surprised and stood up abruptly, bowing to the Buddha in the niche. "Thank you, Buddha, for protecting us. Shaolin has finally regained a lost skill, bringing us one step closer to completing the 72 Shaolin skills."

While the abbot was praying, Luo Tai suddenly felt his watch vibrate. Looking at it, he was filled with immense joy.

The watch提示: Because you have returned a lost skill to Shaolin Temple, you have earned the gratitude of all the monks, gaining 200 points of merit.

Is this possible? Luo Tai didn't know what to say. If he had known that agreeing to return the Great Vajra Leg to Shaolin would earn him so much merit, he would have asked the abbot to accept the secret manual without hesitation.

At this moment, Luo Tai regretted not learning all the skills from the Shaolin Soccer world. If he had known, he would have found the disciples of Ah Xing and learned all their skills.

If Luo Tai now returned the Invincible Iron Head of the eldest brother, the Ghost Shadow Grappling Hand of the second brother, the Golden Bell Cover of the third brother... No, the Golden Bell Cover was useless. The Shaolin Copper Men were clearly more powerful than the third brother, even their skin was golden, indicating that the Golden Bell Cover skill was not lost in Shaolin.

While Luo Tai was still lost in thought, the abbot turned to him and asked, "Layman Luo, do you have a family genealogy? Do you know which generation you are in the lineage of Master Xuandu?"

Luo Tai shook his head. It was a joke; this identity was fabricated, so where could he find a family genealogy?

Seeing Luo Tai shake his head, the abbot understood and said, "Since there is no genealogy, I cannot determine your generation. In that case, I will take you as a disciple on behalf of my master. From today on, you will be my junior brother."

Nani? Luo Tai was stunned. Did he just become part of the upper echelons of Shaolin Temple?

Page break for AD start

Page break for AD end