Chapter 1908

Su Xiao: "I understand, you have to pay more. 【Snickering】"

Umaru: "Haha, the brotherhood was desecrated by you, Miss Xiao."

Su Xiao: "Their previous brotherhood, let's just say those who know, know."

Dong Tianbao: "Does the young lady also know my heavenly secret?"

Su Xiao: "Is there anything I don't know? 【Arrogant】"

Su Xiao: "【Tai Chi Zhang Sanfeng】 Come, appreciate your own great achievements. Hehe, 'My fate is up to me, not heaven', it's really funny. In the end, it still became 'My fate is up to me'? No, it's up to heaven!"

Dong Tianbao: "?"

Inside Shaolin.

A monk lies under a tree, his eyes revealing a hint of fear.

Dong Tianbao's personality is very rebellious, but the people in the group are either gods or immortals.

How could he not be afraid!

After watching the video of the Quasi-Saint's move, his heart felt cold.

"The people in the group have prejudices against me, if they harm me, how can I resist." Dong Tianbao frowned, "Right, check the heavenly secret first, see what happened in the future. That way, I can think of a countermeasure."

A real man knows when to bend and when to stretch.

If he really did outrageous things, and those things haven't happened yet, as long as he says some soft words, others might not hold it against him.

Growing up in a poor family, Dong Tianbao naturally knows how to judge the situation.

He still remembers that when he first entered Shaolin, he said he had never eaten meat, and the Master even praised him for having Buddha-nature.

Hehe, this is no Buddha-nature, this is poverty.

Children from poor families know the principle of bending and stretching from a young age.

According to the chat group announcement, Dong Tianbao opened the video and started watching.

"Sword light and shadow are not my sect, the sky is vast and the sea is wide, I have my own style..."

As a melodious tune played, the scene changed, and soon entered the story.

Learning arts in Shaolin, unfair treatment, leaving the mountain...

The more he watched, the more Dong Tianbao was afraid.

The Dong Tianbao inside was too similar to his personality.

If there was no chat group, he really might have walked down that path!

Power, wealth!

This is exactly his pursuit!

Because of his different birth, he had seen the horror of poverty.

In fact, if his family wasn't poor, how could he have been sent to Shaolin to become a monk?

In ancient society, there are three unfilial acts, and having no descendants is the greatest.

Sending offspring to become monks, as long as there is a glimmer of possibility, parents would not do so.

He is not like Junbao, who grew up in the temple and has such a peaceful state of mind.

Others can have power and wealth, why can't he, Dong Tianbao?

"Hmph, a villain?"

Dong Tianbao narrowed his eyes, "I don't think I did anything wrong! At most, I just won't harm Junbao. I still want the wealth of this world!"

Just as he was thinking, he heard Junbao's voice.

"Tianbao, time to eat, if we're late, there won't be any food."

"Alright, I'm coming!"

Dong Tianbao sprang up like a carp, his footsteps like the wind, following Junbao towards the kitchen.

Shaolin Temple has never been a peaceful place.

The story revealed in the heavenly secret is like this.

The infighting between fellow disciples, various unspoken rules, make it impossible for ordinary monks to get ahead!

It is even more so in reality.

Dong Tianbao is in Shaolin, and he feels it even more deeply.

Because his Master is not from the influential branches of Shaolin Temple, Junbao and he are not well-treated in the temple.

Being targeted by other martial monks is a common occurrence.

Just as he was thinking, he heard a gust of wind.

Tianbao was used to dodging, he dodged it, his arm flashed back, slapping someone on the face, with a 'pa' sound, very harsh.

"Hehe, Senior Brother Xinbao, sorry, I thought there was a mosquito!"

Junbao was surprised, and quickly pulled Tianbao to run: "Hurry, we'll be done for later."

And the person who was hit only felt his face burning, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Looking at the direction Dong Tianbao left, his eyes became sharp.

"Hmph!"

Xinbao snorted, not chasing.

After all, he attacked first, if he kept pestering, it would be too undignified.

Anyway, those two are in the temple, there will be plenty of time to deal with them later.

"What are you looking at, don't you need to eat!"

Xinbao looked at the crowd looking over, snorted, and strode towards the kitchen.

On the other side.

Junbao and Tianbao got rice, green vegetables, and tofu, and hid in a corner.

Junbao was very worried: "We're in trouble, Tianbao, you were so impulsive today. You offended Xinbao, will we have a peaceful life in the future?"

Dong Tianbao shook his head, very calm: "Don't be afraid, it's just Xinbao."

Originally, Xinbao's martial arts were not in his eyes, belonging to the kind that could be taken down in a few moves.

Now that he has joined the chat group, Dong Tianbao is even more arrogant.

A mere low-martial world, a martial artist who hasn't even figured out physical tempering, how could he be in his eyes?

PS: Thanks to the prophet's cat for the tip and urging for updates, thanks to the big boss for the support.

PS: Insomnia again, will grind for a few more months, still updating today.