While walking into the temple we met a few kung fu chickens and a rooster. Fortunately, they had eaten a big meal and were still digesting, so their kung fu wasn't as good as it is normally.
Not quite a kung fu master....yet.
I don't know how well it will show up, but this centuries-old tree has many finger sized holes in the side from the kung fu masters practicing their finger kung fu. What? Wuxi finger hold, anyone? Skadoosh!
The kung fu master family disguised as out-of-shape American tourists with their newly adopted son.
Do you see the depression on the floor behind the chair? Devoted Buddhist monks spent hours a day there for years, worshipping. Convicting, no? I don't have a depression on my floor anywhere, that's for sure.