Time travel fat businessman

Chapter 143 The Top of Huashan Mountain
When the three of them got off the plane, Gong Ming had arranged for a special car to pick them up and sent them all the way to the bottom of Huashan Mountain. Then they boarded the helicopter again and headed to their destination.

The top of Mount Huashan.

If he hadn't come in person, Tao Bao felt that he would never have known that there was actually a palace with a rather large area on the top of Mount Hua.

It covers an area of ​​one hectare, with cornices and hanging feet, making it majestic.

The palace is a concrete and wooden structure, which not only maintains the simplicity, but also combines modern science and technology.

However, such an unusually eye-catching palace has never been known to outsiders. The reason is that there is a formation outside the palace.

When Tao Bao and Gong Yao took the first step into the woods, the surrounding scenery kept changing. According to the disciples of the Huashan Sect who led the way, their ancestors asked experts to set up this formation. It is more than [-] years old and is still usable and well preserved.

Speaking of his own formation, the Huashan disciple looked quite proud: "In today's martial arts world, only our Huashan sect can still practice in our sect. The other four sects, seven sects and twelve sects have all joined the world now. Even if there are The sect's headquarters is also in the deep mountains and old forests, and transportation is inconvenient, and even if you want to access the Internet, there is no Wi-Fi."

Hearing what he said, Tao Bao suddenly realized that she is now in the 21st century.

"I said, little brother, you are very fashionable, and you know how to surf the Internet. I thought you martial arts masters are old antiques." Gong Yao said curiously.

As soon as he got off the helicopter and started to walk this magical formation, he almost forgot where he was.

Seeing the surprised expressions on the faces of Tao Bao and the others, the disciple couldn't help but find it funny, "The times are progressing, and we can't stand still. Now the educational policies of all the major leaders have been unified. They keep pace with the times, seek truth from facts, and inspire." Carry forward all martial arts schools!"

"Then you guys are really quite scientific." Tao Bao said with a smile.

But I was muttering in my heart, this seems a bit different from what I imagined.

While speaking, several people had already stepped out of the formation and came to the square in the middle of the palace.

The sun had already set in the west, and a large lighting lamp was installed in the middle of the square, illuminating the surrounding area.

Surrounding the square are the major training places of the Huashan School, the main hall for morning classes, the training ground for martial arts, the quiet room for meditation, and so on.

A very long corridor surrounded half of the square, and Tao Bao and the others followed the leading disciple from the corridor to the living area behind the main hall.

Compared with the desertedness in the square, it was much more lively later on.

Just when he passed through the corridor, he heard a burst of applause. Tao Bao raised his eyes and saw a group of people gathered around, clapping their hands and applauding.

"Come on, hit hard, his foot is not stable, attack his foot!"

"Oh, no, no, no, this won't work."

It turned out that a group of people were watching others compete.

What Tao Bao and others were going through did not attract the attention of others at all. Everyone was focused on drinking their own wine, fighting their own fights, and feeling free.

After walking through this messy place, he came to another courtyard. Once here, Tao Bao felt that his three views were about to collapse.

In the yard, a group of people wearing the same style of white T-shirts and gray shorts, with flip-flops of various colors on their feet, were sitting in a row at the door of the room, looking at the bald monk in front of them.

The monk was also a weird one, wearing crooked cassocks, a cross necklace hanging on his chest, and a pair of sunglasses on top of his shiny head.

Next to the monk was a blackboard. He knocked on the blackboard with his teaching stick and said, "Listen carefully and don't whisper to each other!"

The group of white T-shirts at the door immediately sat upright and listened obediently.

"As the saying goes, if you learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well, you won't be afraid of traveling all over the world. Monk, I am also a top student from MIT. Although I don't have as many paths as you, I can teach you how to read and write."

After the monk finished speaking, there was a burst of applause.

After beating rhythmically for half a minute, the leaders in white T-shirts raised their hands and the applause immediately stopped.

That's called uniformity.

"Ahem." The monk cleared his throat, wrote a line on the blackboard, and read while writing: "Let's start with Tang poetry, which is more in line with your career. A few lines of Tang poems are also acceptable, which is nice."

The teaching stick tapped the blackboard lightly, and the monk taught: "The moonlight is bright in front of the bed."

"Moonlight in front of the bed!" The voice was neat and powerful, and Tao Bao and the others were startled.

The movement of the three of Tao Bao immediately caught the eyes of the white T-shirts. Seeing that the students were not serious, the monk tapped on the blackboard.

"Please listen carefully and don't look around. Don't glance around!"

After yelling at the white T-shirts, he squinted at Tao Bao and the others: "Please leave the benefactors and don't disturb my students' study."

Tao Bao and the others smiled embarrassedly, and quickly followed the leading disciple through the courtyard.

Tao Bao urged Gong Yao to ask the leading disciple what they were doing until he couldn't hear the noise from there.

Gong Yao himself was extremely curious. Without Tao Bao's advice, he ran forward and put his arms around the leading disciple's shoulders, as if they were two good friends.

"Hey, brother, what was that monk doing just now?" Gong Yao asked curiously.

The disciple who led the way had a good temper, and was not annoyed by Gong Yao's actions. He smiled and said, "That's Master Qiang teaching the disciples of the Beggar Gang to practice calligraphy. Master Qiang is very good. He is not only a returnee, but also a contemporary martial artist Shaolin No.1, but well, our senior sister Huashan is not bad, I really don't know who will win and who will lose if the two meet."

Talking about Gong Yao's identity, and the group of members of the Gong family, he was a little confused: "Master Gong, there are still two empty courtyards, one is next to the Gong family, and the other is opposite Master Qiang. look at this."

Gong Yao naturally knew which Gong family the leading disciple was talking about, so he replied without even thinking about it: "Brother, please take us to Master Qiang's place."

He was annoyed when he saw the members of the Gong family. In addition to the current situation of the two of them, it was embarrassing to live together. He had to salute the members of the family when they met, not to mention how depressed they were.

The leading disciple also heard about the affairs of the two Gong families, and Gong Yao also expressed his wishes, so he led Tao Bao and the others to the suite opposite Master Xiang.

The suite with three bedrooms and one living room has complete modern facilities, air-conditioning, kitchen and bathroom. Each room also has a computer and wireless network in the room. It couldn't be more perfect. Tao Bao was very satisfied.

After delivering them, the disciple left, saying that he was going to get them something to eat.

Tao Bao and the others had just allocated a room when the guiding disciples came and brought three buckets of instant noodles, saying that there was no food and the chef had rested, so they could only be wronged to eat instant noodles first.

Gong Yao refused, and she didn't know what she was angry with, so she went back to her room and slammed the door behind her, and closed herself.

Tao Bao looked confused, but Xiao Li, the disciple who led the way, was still there, so she could only send him away first.

After being sent away, Tao Bao returned to the room, walked to Qin Feng who was boiling water, and patted him on the shoulder, "Your young master, what kind of wind is this?"

Hearing Tao Bao's question, Qin Feng hurried back to close the kitchen door, and then said gossipingly in a low voice: "Miss Tao, do you still remember the first time we went to your shop?"

Tao Bao nodded: "Remember, what's the matter?"

"The day you posted an advertisement, it just hit our young master's face. He originally wanted to destroy your store." Qin Feng said embarrassedly.

Tao Bao was speechless, but does this have anything to do with what happened just now?Why didn't she understand?
Seeing Tao Bao's blank face, Qin Feng gossiped again: "My young master just fell in love that day, and that young lady likes instant noodles the most, do you understand now?"

Tao Bao rolled his eyes speechlessly: "Well, I finally got to the point. It turns out that I think about others after seeing things. I understand."

Nodding and smiling, Tao Bao called Qin Feng to bring the hot water to the living room to make instant noodles, and he went back to the living room first.

　Thanks to Xurong Aimu and MATSUK for the tip~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)