Li Muye is not a worry-free person.

Since being forced to become a monk, Makino took the initiative to take on the work of sweeping the floor and carrying water to recite scriptures.

Others thought he had already become a monk, but this was just a superficial phenomenon.

In fact, he swept the floor and carried water every day to explore the internal structure of Shaolin Temple.

When he recites scriptures every day, he is also half-hearted, but he is actually planning a plan to escape.

Finally, late one night, Muye turned left and right at a dog cave in Shaolin Temple with lightning speed.

He gritted his teeth and thought to himself that a gentleman would take revenge. It would be no late for ten years. The sweeping monk, waiting for me for three years, I will definitely return to Shaolin to let you taste the swelling and cracked buttocks.

Makino began to drill into the dog hole, but the dog hole was too small, only enough for him to stick his front half out.

Muye was in tears and had no tears. He had known that he would not have eaten so much in the past few days. The food in Shaolin Temple was so good that he actually gained a lot of weight.

But it doesn't matter, just watch me use internal force to break out of the hole.

A smell of urine came from my head.

Muye looked up, and the sweeping monk looked comfortable.

"Old man, don't go too far, why do you pee on my head?"

"This is a dog hole, and people don't come out from here. Muye, it seems that your relationship has not been broken. Do you want me to break it for you?"

Makino smiled all over his face.

"Brother, I just saw this hole and wanted to get in and have fun. There is no end to the world."

"hey-hey."

The sweeping monk kicked Makino back to Shaolin Temple.

The sweeping monk followed him, jumped over the wall, and shouted.

"Shaolin clone technique, mystery - the eighteen bronze men of Shaolin!"

Eighteen bronze men with golden light all over their bodies appeared behind the sweeping monk in an instant.

The sweeping monk smiled: "This technique can create eighteen bronze clones for me, each of which is above you, and I only need some internal strength to maintain it."

Makino's right eye twitched.

"Brother, I dare to ask what your intentions are."

"Of course, it is to make the bronze man patrol Shaolin every day to prevent someone from coming out of the dog hole."

"Old man, don't bully people too much."

"Oh, boy, you're pretty crazy. The bronze people, go up and teach me a lesson."

The eighteen bronze men nodded and went up together. After banging Muye, they threw him back to the lodge.

After Makino fell into a coma for a night, he woke up again, and Wusheng was by his side to take care of him.

"Thank you for your hard work, Master Wusheng."

"It's okay, if it weren't for me, how could the donor end up like this?"

Makino sat up in pain.

"I must find an opportunity to help you steal books from the Sutra Pavilion."

Wusheng looked at him, but he stopped talking, and finally smiled.

"Wusheng is really moved by the donor's determination. By the way, Wusheng still has important things today, and I will ask the novice monk to take care of you in the future."

"It's okay."

Wusheng pushed the door out, and Muye heard the sound of a sweeping monk coming from outside the door.

"Wusheng, let's go, old man, I'll take you to the Sutra Pavilion. If you can really study the method that mortals can practice martial arts, it would be better than building a seven-level pagoda."

"Wusheng thanked me here."

Makino sat in the door. He didn't expect that "the clown was me", so he had to murmur.

"The sky is so blue, and there are so many paper cranes."

But how could Muye give up easily?

He reconnaissed the terrain again and again and again and again.

At the beginning, he was carried back by the eighteen bronze men.

Afterwards, he was carried back by the Eighteen Bronze Man.

Until now, the Eighteen Bronze Man dragged his legs and pulled him back.

On that day, Makino limped into the cafeteria again.

When the abbot saw him, he sat down beside him.

"Makino, have you run away again?"

"No. There were countless dog holes in front of me, and I didn't cherish them. I only regretted it when I couldn't get out."

The abbot shook his head, it seemed that Makino was stupid.

"Makino, I'm just here to persuade you, it's better to do it yourself."

"I will definitely escape."

The abbot pointed to a monk who was sweeping the floor there. He had a gray beard and hunched over. He seemed to be very old.

"Did you see the old monk who swept the floor?"

"See it."

"This old monk offended the sweeping monk back then and wanted to escape, but was stopped by the sweeping monk several times. It took him a long time to sweep the floor for eighty years."

Muye was stunned, and then he ate a bite of the steamed bun.

God, earth, do I really want to abandon my youth here?

Makino returns to the Suzuka.

He stared at the wall and stared at it for a long time.

At this time, Wusheng came to visit.

"Master Wusheng, Makino has something to ask for."

"Please say that everyone who understands the power of life will definitely help each other."

"I need a large calligraphy and painting with 'Zen' written on it, and a spoon, and I want to realize the truth."

"OK."

Wusheng walked out and brought things back.

The sweeping monk stopped Wusheng.

"Wusheng, what are you giving Li Muye? Let me show you."

Wusheng expanded the calligraphy and paintings, with a big word "Zen" written on it.

In addition, there is a spoon.

The sweeping monk nodded.

"I said Li Muye wouldn't want to dig out the tunnel with a spoon."

"In this case, the donor of Makino asked me to ask for a shovel."

"Well, you can send it to him."

Makino took the item and thanked him.

Wusheng nodded and left.

Makino hurriedly closed the door, and he was laughing wildly.

"Haha, old man, you people in this world must have never watched "Shawshank Redemption"! Haha, if you can't drill a dog hole, I, Li Muye, dig out the tunnel."

Spoons and calligraphy and paintings will not cause suspicion. If you dig with a spoon, the movement will not be too large. As for the digging of soil, please contact the system space.

In addition, Makino's escape over the past few days was not actually for escaping, but for more detailed exploration of the geological characteristics around Shaolin Temple. The obvious escape behaviors such as drilling dog holes are for those opportunities with extremely small probability of escape, and the other is to cover up Makino's true intentions.

Moreover, Muye is a martial arts master and can dig tunnels very fast. It doesn’t take him twenty years. It only takes a few days to dig out tunnels and escape from Shaolin.

Makino nodded with satisfaction and thought to himself, old man, you are still young, you are on the first floor, and I am already on the second floor, hahaha.

The thrilling movement of digging tunnels began.

On the second day, Makino pushed open the door and felt refreshed. He was already strong, so it would be okay to not sleep for a few days. Anyway, he seemed full of energy because he thought he was about to escape.

The bell rings, which means an emergency gathering.

Before Makino followed the monks to the Main Hall, Master Fangzheng was standing on the stage.

"Shaolin disciples, the venue has been set up. After I visited the Buddha with the abbots of the other four Buddha courtyards this morning, the Taoist discussion meeting will be launched. All the disciples should work together. The contestants will show my Shaolin spirit, and the servicers will show my Shaolin style!"

"yes!!!"

Only then did Makino remember that the conference on Taoism was about to begin. He was busy thinking about escaping these days, but he forgot about this grand event.

But! You are busy with the Taoist discussion meeting, wouldn’t it be more convenient for me to escape?

Makino looked ferocious because he held back his smile.

The abbot on the stage saw Makino and sighed, thinking that Makino donor was indeed crazy.
Chapter completed!