Dream is King

   With Master Tianlong's eyes, I'm afraid you can see the blankness in Bai Haonan's eyes as soon as he speaks.

This has nothing to do with being smart or not. Bai Haonan can't understand the Zen meaning of the old Master's words, regardless of his cultural cultivation or thinking ability, so the experienced Master Tianlong smiled and explained: "That's the long bodhi grass. For those who can truly understand the epiphany of life, it is called a blow to the head, so that they can reflect on everything about themselves and change their thinking angle and way of thinking. Just slap the head of the believers, pray for them to relieve disasters, and comfort them."

   Bai Haonan really thought: "Then I'm not one of these two types of people?"

   The old Master sat there with a meaningful smile: "Who do you think you are?"

   Bai Haonan can't tell, it's already a philosophical proposition, he knows shit.

Master Tianlong is not aggressive: "Those who can have an epiphany have their own direction and beliefs in their hearts, they understand that they are the greatest beliefs, and arty people follow others blindly, thinking that beliefs can change everything, and put everything on beliefs, but no matter what. How to say it, Xin Zeling, you don't believe anything, it's useless for me to say anything to you, and it's a waste of my strength to hit you on the head."

Bai Haonan listened as much as he could, even though his expression was submissive, he still looked disapproving: "What's the point of believing it or not? It's all a lie, I don't believe that a bodhisattva will fall from the sky to do some ghostly things. If you don’t believe that someone will become a **** and Buddha after attaining the Tao, that’s all a liar, a fool.”

  Master Tianlong didn't drive away this wicked fellow, and said quietly: "Then what did you come to learn from me?"

   Bai Haonan doesn't care: "Old Yu said I should learn from you, and I want to know what I should learn."

  The famous mage is well-deserved: "You have been successful before, but now you are lost and looking for your own direction?"

Bai Haonan said stubbornly: "No, I think it's a good life now, it's very comfortable, wandering around, drinking and drinking, and now I'm a monk who eats and drinks for free. An unparalleled life experience.”

Master Tianlong suddenly said mercilessly: "The road that is too comfortable is often a downhill road. Only after you learn to reflect, can you have the confidence to go up. Now you are just giving yourself a pretense with a guilty conscience, and live freely. With a pretense like Little Life to cover up your unfounded conscience, you clearly know that you are going downhill!"

   Bai Haonan was stunned: "I don't understand these big truths..."

The old master became more ruthless: "It's not that you don't understand! It's that you are escaping! You are avoiding subconsciously, you have a smart mind, but once you touch these topics that really show that you are heading for a low point in life, you quickly pull it out. Know how to stop and escape this painful self-examination! How many mediocre people in the world are escaping like this, so they are mediocre people, if you give up this kind of thinking, you will eventually become as mediocre as them!"

   In the face of Chen Sufen and Qiao Yingna's preaching, Bai Haonan can immediately go back. What qualifications does a college student who has not graduated himself have to teach him a near-middle-aged person who has been in this circle for 20 years?

   But when facing Lao Yu and Yu Jiali, Bai Haonan struggled a lot, and the label of success of the other party also put a lot of pressure on him.

   In front of Master Tianlong's words, Bai Haonan was unable to resist, his eyes wandered as flustered as Ada who was caught urinating.

   took a while to admit: "That's why I can ask you to give me some pointers..."

Unexpectedly, Master Tianlong's words changed slowly: "Comprehension is a personal destiny, and external forces can only guide you. You can't take a Sutra chanting class, and it's even more impossible for someone to teach Chinese scriptures alone. You are a special guest. Monk, but not in the temple for the small income of the merit box, learn how to promote the Tianlong Temple and increase its popularity. Since you are so good at using temple attractions to make money from tourists, you should do this job specially. If you are a smart person, we will speak in the way of a smart person. Only the master who really presides over such a large temple will know that it is fate to worry about the reputation and operation of the temple. If you don’t embezzle the charity, you don’t need to be bound by the precepts of other temples, go ahead.”

  Bai Haonan was a little stunned, this legendary mage is a bit unusual, and it seems that he has heard the words of a wise man somewhere.

   But then Master Tianlong really didn't give Bai Haonan any further guidance, and waved him to step back.

Bai Haonan came downstairs with a little bit of confusion, and untied Ada, who was tied to the pillar downstairs. The dog immediately wagged his tail happily at him. At this time, Bai Haonan even envied him a little bit. How could Mad be like this? What a complicated principle, isn't it just sleeping when you're full.

When ordinary people should have dinner, there is really no smoke from the temples in the setting sun. The monks are wandering around in twos and threes. There is a place where a bottle cap is drawn on the ground to play chess. Seven or eight bald heads, Bai Haonan leaned over to look at it for a long time and couldn't see why. It felt like he had returned to the state of doing nothing after training in the youth sports school. Of course, the biggest difference was that there were no girls.

Just thinking of this, I was hesitating that Master Tianlong said that he was not bound by the precepts of other temples, and whether it included that he could go out for dinner at night, but the US dollars and bank cards that he brought with him have been taken away by Ada, the dead brain. Ah, suddenly there were two figures rushing over in front of them. The front was an orange monk's robe. The height of more than one meter was obviously a little novice. The back was also bald, but the robe was pink... …

  Wait, Bai Haonan suddenly remembered that there are nuns in this temple!

  Holy shit, isn't this exactly the same feeling as the boys and girls chased by the junior sports school? It can't be like this. They keep saying that women can't touch monks, but now they openly let the little nun and the little monk play here.

   Is it really as Tianlong Mage said, that some things are just pretending?

Anyway, when I was idle, I was idle. Bai Haonan walked after him, but was surprised to find that the little monk and nun didn't hide in the haystack of the warehouse at all, but rushed into a hall with a TV hanging. It was already crowded. Of course, there are very few pink nuns robes, and they are also clearly gathered in a small corner of the door.

Bai Haonan, who has no habit of watching TV, laughed at his dirty mind. He was about to turn around, but he heard the monks cheering in unison from almost the entire hall. He looked closely, and the TV was originally just a screen change that the host couldn't understand. On to the football field!

This is probably the TV screen that requires the least language. Bai Haonan, whose stomach was already grumbling, naturally leaned against the door, paying half of his attention to the TV and half to these monks of the Kingdom of Xu who had never had anything to do with them. Love to play football?

The next live broadcast of the Premier League game gave Bai Haonan a good experience of the Chinese people's fanaticism for football, or the fanaticism for the Premier League. Those monks who seemed polite during the day were gnashing their teeth and shouting wildly there. The roar is definitely much warmer than the atmosphere of watching football games in public places in China.

Although they didn't understand the commentary on the TV screen, it was clear that the time when these monks applauded and sighed and beat their chests showed that they knew the ball very well, not the fake fans who came to join in the fun in the domestic stands, which made Bai Haonan even more Intrigued.

It's not enough to watch the game. After the Liverpool-Everton game was over, the monks who were still in the mood turned out a ball and started to play in the open space outside the hall. Maybe this is the charm of football. Special equipment, even the basic court area is not needed, just a small open space and a group of people can pass the ball to each other and play.

It's not a monkey walk that is common in team training, nor is it a noisy kick by amateurs, but rather a special one that tries not to let the ball fall to the ground. Twenty or thirty young monks scattered in the open space, vacating the ball at will, passing each other, and enjoying themselves very much.

  Bai Haonan was leaning against the door of the building, but he was actually a little far away from there. At first, he wanted to show off his skills in the past, but after watching it for a few more minutes, he had a weird feeling that it was better not to show ugliness.

   It's not about how good these monks are at playing ball, but because of the difference in race. These young people are generally less than 1.7 meters tall, but their flexibility and ball feel are amazing!

Especially the latter, the sense of the ball does not mean how proficient you can play, but refers to the familiar feeling of the ball, which is a bit of juggling. Maybe these little skills may not be useful in official games, but they are very useful for improving football. Ability is definitely helpful. Bai Haonan asks himself that his ball-handling ability can definitely surpass them, but he has never played some tricks or bizarre tricks before, and maybe he will make a fool of himself, so now he is a little focused on observation. Interested in things.

As a result, at this moment, a timid voice was soft and glutinous beside Yiyi, and Bai Haonan, who was holding his arms and one leg on the ground, looked down and saw a little pink bald head lying on his stomach. Ada, but the dog is a little indifferent. Just looking down from the top of her head, Bai Haonan estimates that this little nun looks like six or seven years old. A little Chinese girl of the same age is not a treasure in the palm of several generations at home. , is also a little loli who can have parents to take care of her to go to school. It doesn't look like she has come to be a nun here, and this situation is quite common, so I feel sorry for the other party, stretch out and kick Ada, and blame it for being too lazy , The dog raised his head lazily and interacted with the little nun, but the small pink body timidly retreated to the door of the palace, but the child's temperament couldn't help squatting there and stretched out a hand to tease Ada.

   Bai Haonan raised his head and returned to the monk who was playing ball over there, but then he heard a very kind Chinese accent: "Ayi, go back, you should go back with them."

Only those who live in a foreign country know the feeling of hearing the local accent. Bai Haonan's cervical vertebrae made a clicking sound when he turned his neck, and he had to bow his head again. Greeting the little nun, her pink body shook her head and then put her hand on Ada's head with nostalgia. Bai Haonan felt again, a little girl of this age is really the jewel of the family in many big cities in China, but she has come here so hard. the temple life, couldn't help but say: "Let her play for a while, Ada, be more enthusiastic!"

Of course the dog wouldn't fully understand it, but he had a deep feeling for Bai Haonan's foot contact, and immediately smiled at the little nun and put him in his arms, so happy that the little girl immediately giggled, but still raised her head cautiously. Look at Bai Haonan.

   The little monk was more clever, and immediately stood with his palms folded together: "Are you... also Senior Brother Hua Zong?"

  Bai Haonan looked at this little boy who was only seven or eight years old and loved it: "No, I just came to study with the Great Master temporarily. I'm Chinese..."

  The conscience of heaven and earth, this is the first time that Bai Haonan has spoken these five words seriously, and there is a very special feeling when he says it, so he can't help but say it again: "Chinese, I am a Chinese."

   The little monk's eyes brightened like stars: "Really..."

Before he could finish speaking, the soccer ball flew over. The little monk who was facing the other side couldn't help raising his hand to cover his screams. Bai Haonan, wrapped in a yellow monk's robe, just stepped on tiptoe in place and turned around to block the ball with his chest. , and it is a habitual chest action, that is, when his arms are pressed towards his chest, his broad but not particularly bulging chest muscles will steadily unload the ball with some strength and slide down his chest. , take advantage of the situation to lift the knee, and turn the football upside down with the thigh...

This is actually one of Bai Haonan's favorite instinctive moves. Just like he was so upset before scoring the shocking long shot in the last official game, it was also this move when he first came into contact with wild ball in Medical University. He is outstanding, his sense of the ball is really not outstanding, he can only rely on practicing the basic skills hard when he was a teenager. At that time, he was a bit of a chicken thief. He felt much more relaxed. Whenever he encountered how many **** he had to hit during the evaluation, he liked to use this to count the tops.

   So it makes sense to be able to smash the ball with the thigh and then volley the goal, and the movement is so coherent.

Now it's naturally a bit showy. I flip the ball with my legs in turn. Every time I lift my thigh to a right angle, I feel like I'm walking high, but I steadily flip the ball to the left and right, and then lift it up with one leg. Just one side of the thigh is so fast and high-frequency jiggling, this action is more tricky, because the frequency is relatively fast, and the single-leg support is a little swaying, as if the whole body is shaking, the speed is very fast, in fact, it is a simple upright thigh. A quick jolt of the knee can turn the ball.

   But to the people around, it looks like a complete acrobatics, especially in the atmosphere that they all like this kind of small movements and tricks, they immediately coaxed them all around and watched closely.

   After all, he is also a professional player, and he can't do the difficult tasks that are typical of Brazilian players.

  As Bai Haonan turned the ball into a standard seven-part rotation, and slid the top of his head down his neck into his arms, the monks in the audience burst into applause, and they all smiled together!

   Turning her head, the little loli nun's eyes widened in disbelief, while the older little monk was full of adoration.

   Well, Bai Haonan has the first friend he made overseas.