"Wang Longhu, where did you go just now?"
When Wang Longhu returned to the Guanyin Temple, Zheng Dongliang and the others had already finished offering their incense.
It was obvious that in Min Province, the cultural atmosphere related to worshipping Bodhisattvas was still very strong. After walking out of the Guanyin Temple, everyone had a look of piety on their faces, as if they had transcended spiritually.
"Just wandered around nearby. Let’s go to the next stop." Wang Longhu looked around and, seeing no sign of the old monk, prepared to lead the group onward.
Xandieyan is a linear scenic spot with entrances and exits located at different points. The destination of the scenic area is the largest beach in Dong County, ’Dashao Village’, which attracts countless tourists seeking to swim and sea-watch every peak travel season.
The group walked and paused along the way and finally exited Xandieyan just at noon.
"The scenery here is actually quite nice, it’s just that, with only walking, there are fewer eye-catching special sights," Zheng Dongliang said, smiling with his forehead covered in sweat.
"Next ti, I’ll take you to Sea View Tower, where you can overlook the entire Dong County." Wang Longhu casually responded.
Compared to the happiness of these out-of-towners, Wang Longhu was more concerned about it being alti, feeling that he should eat.
Besides the beach, Dashao Village is famous for the open-air food stalls set along the beach.
These stalls sell nothing but seafood—mantis prawns, crabs, prawns, and so on—all served in large basins.
And these basins aren’t just any size; they are half a ter in diater stainless steel basins, emphasizing an unlimited supply of seafood.
Of course, the price is definitely more expensive than buying from a market.
But this amount of money ant nothing to Wang Longhu, especially with people like Zheng Dongliang, these second-generation wealthy kids, around. There was no need to worry about who was paying.
They crossed the beach and sat down at a food stall with empty tables. Wang Longhu slumped in a white plastic chair, staring at the distant sea with a look of hopelessness.
Since childhood, he didn’t like traveling, especially trekking. He would rather spend that energy staying at ho watching ani, reading comics, or playing single-player gas.
"What do you want to eat? Let’s order together," Zheng Dongliang suggested.
"You guys go ahead. I’m fine with anything, not picky." Wang Longhu waved his hand and began scrolling through Douyin on his phone.
Before returning to Dong County, the content Douyin pushed to Wang Longhu included borderline topics, cat-keeping, ho cooking, and national news.
Since starting martial arts practice and constantly researching various martial arts styles and histories across the country, the content recomnded by Douyin shifted accordingly.
Nowadays, it was mostly fitness, traditional martial arts, and Republic-era legends, which Wang Longhu found quite intriguing.
At that mont, a WeChat ssage popped up on his phone screen. Upon opening it, he found it was from the big monk.
[Peaceful Mind: I’m in Dong County now. Are you ho? I’m coming to pick up the dogs.]
Wang Longhu’s heart leaped. He hadn’t seen the big monk for so ti, especially after encountering the old monk and the eyebrow-less man today. Curiosity and confusion were overwhelming.
Could the big monk know anything about the Buddhas? Was he playing any role in this?
Wang Longhu thought for a mont but decided not to question the big monk about his doubts.
To be honest, his interaction with the big monk wasn’t profound, and no one could guarantee whether the big monk was a good person. Better to avoid unnecessary trouble.
He replied to the big monk saying he wasn’t ho and asked him to co by at 5 to find him, then continued scrolling through Douyin.
Soon, four steaming hot basins of freshly stead seafood were brought over by several muscular gentlen and placed on the table.
A basin full of crabs, a basin of mantis prawns, a basin of squid, and a basin of segnt prawns, each weighing at least seven or eight catties.
Wang Longhu was dumbfounded, even as a local of Dong County, he had never had such a lavish seafood feast in his life.
Without any nonsense, he poured soy sauce and vinegar, rolled up his sleeves, and started eating.
...
"See you tomorrow, Longhu."
"Bye-bye."
As he watched the RS6’s taillights disappear at the end of the mountain road, Wang Longhu turned and headed towards his grandma’s house.
The Ninja650 he had bought with Lin Haitao was parked beside the steps, and at that mont, a person stood next to the motorcycle—it was the big monk.
"Didn’t you drive your car over?" Wang Longhu walked over, asking in surprise.
"The car was taken by the temple to the city for supplies, so I had to walk back." The big monk turned to look at Wang Longhu, smiling with satisfaction, "You’re sothing now; you’re even famous on Douyin."
"Don’t ntion it, I didn’t expect this either." Wang Longhu knew the big monk was referring to the short video of him fighting four people at Banping Mountain Residence, which he had seen on Douyin himself, showing over a million likes.
"I didn’t expect that in just half a month, you’ve already brought Ming Jin to this level. Your talent far exceeds my expectations, it’s really rare to find soone like you."
The big monk asked with great interest, "When we first t at Yingzhou Zen Temple, you said you wanted to spar with . I told you to co back after learning the Five Elents Fist and Twelve Forms Fist. So now, what do you say? Do you still want to spar?"
Wang Longhu’s previously calm expression suddenly changed, his eyes lighting up as he looked at the big monk with a hint of combativeness: "I’d love to!"
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