Chapter 320: Shaolin Inner Courtyard Drama Thief
Autumn belongs to the tourist season, Su Lin all the way up the mountain, casually look left and right, the building of Shaolin Temple is actually familiar to her, but the current building is either damaged, or it has been rebuilt later, occasionally there is a place because of the protection to control the flow of people, so like many attractions, come here did not see any scenery, patronize to see people. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info
Su Lin walked and walked, and suddenly found that a man in front of him was sneaky, as if he was going to do something bad, Su Lin stood up and looked at it, it turned out to be a thief.
The stolen person was a middle-aged woman in her thirties, with a little boy of five or six years old, and a middle-aged man next to her, who appeared to be her husband.
"Hey, what are you doing, there's a thief!"
Seeing this, Su Lin reminded the thief by shouting, glanced at Su Lin at the voice, glared at her, turned around and ran.
When the woman reacted, she hurriedly shouted: "Come on, catch the thief!" β
And Su Lin originally planned to just remind him, but he didn't expect that the thief was not small, from stealing to robbing, and glaring at her, Su Lin couldn't get used to him.
In order to avoid shocking the world, Su Lin just chased after her at a slightly faster speed than ordinary people, she had already locked on to the target, and it was impossible for the thief to run.
The two of them chased and ran, the direction was to go up the mountain, the distance between the two people gradually approached, the thief saw Su Lin chasing after him, and scolded in his heart: "Where did the little girl come out, she looks very beautiful, so she can run." β
Running and running, Su Lin found that the thief suddenly changed his route, no longer going to a crowded place, but running to another road, there were not many pedestrians on this road, and when he saw the end, there was a sign that said: Tourists stop, and the thief entered a small door.
Su Lin looked at this place, maybe it was where the monks lived, Su Lin hesitated for a moment and followed in.
As soon as Su Lin entered the small door, she found that there was indeed a row of houses here, the environment here was quiet, far away from the hustle and bustle outside, but it was a good place to cultivate the mind.
The thief didn't know which room he entered, and he disappeared in a blink of an eye, and Su Lin was not in a hurry, his eyes were fixed, looking through the wall one by one, Su Lin used her perspective ability for the first time to catch the thief.
Soon, Su Lin found the thief's figure from the third house on the left, and there seemed to be several people inside, possibly his accomplices.
Su Lin stepped forward and was about to knock on the door, when they came, and a little monk came out of it.
"Amitabha, who are you looking for this sister?"
Su Lin saw that the little monk was twelve or thirteen years old, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and quite cute, Su Lin smiled and said, "Hello little master, did you just see a person in a blue shirt go in." β
When Su Lin asked, he had already started his mind reading technique, and the little monk was a little hesitant when he heard Su Lin ask, but he said: "This is the guest room of the Shaolin Temple, I didn't see anyone coming just now." β
Although the little monk replied like this, he thought a lot in his heart: "The master has always told me that monks don't speak, why should I lie to this sister this time, this sister is so beautiful......
He thought a lot about it, and he always deliberately concealed it, but in fact, he saw the thief enter the guest room with his own eyes. Seeing this Su Lin's face was cold, Shaolin Temple is a famous place through the ages, but now it has become a place to hide dirt and dirt, from the idea of a young monk, that person should be related to the monks in the temple.
Su Lin knew that this was not the original intention of the little monk, but as a monk, he did deceive Su Lin, so he said coldly: "Okay, you are a little monk, you don't learn well at a young age, don't say that you are a monk, even ordinary children know that it is wrong to lie." β
The little monk was a little flustered when he heard Su Lin say this, and hurriedly said: "It's not me, it's not me, it's my master who asked me to say this, not what I want to say." β
Su Lin looked at the little monk's demeanor, his eyes were flustered but pure, his brows were tightly locked, but his face was righteous, at such an age it was the time to be naΓ―ve, if he was misled, he would be useless in the future.
Su Lin: "Since you say so, then I will believe you, you go in and tell your master, let him hand over the thief, and return the things to others, I will not pursue it anymore, otherwise if the police come, then the matter will be big." β
The little monk didn't fight at his age, but he was still afraid of the police, so he hurriedly ran in. The kung fu is not big, and a middle-aged monk came out, Su Lin looked up and down, and found that he was actually equipped with martial arts, although he was not a master, but he was better than ordinary people.
"Amitabha, poor monk Deming, I don't know where the apprentice offended Miss, you want to scare him like this?"
As soon as Deming's words came out, Su Lin, who listened, frowned, this Deming was originally evil-faced, as a monk, he was called Miss Su Lin, Su Lin said in her heart: "Maybe I met a fake monk." β
Su Lin: "I scared him? You don't ask what you did, hand over the thief and return the things to the family, I won't pursue it anymore, otherwise, I will call the police, and when the police come, I will see how you explain! β
As soon as Deming heard that Su Lin was going to call the police, a trace of unnaturalness flashed in his eyes, and soon disappeared, he clasped his palms together and chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, Miss is mistaken, this is the guest room of Shaolin Temple, and it is full of guests from Shaolin Temple, how can there be any thieves." β
Su Lin didn't expect him to deny it, the person was inside, she knew it clearly, Su Lin didn't say much, and took out her mobile phone to call the police. As soon as Deming saw Su Lin call the police, he knew that there were indeed thieves inside, and there were stolen goods, and if the police came, he would not be able to explain.
"Amitabha, what are you going to do, Miss?"
Su Lin didn't speak, the phone was already connected: "Hey, 110, this is the Shaolin Temple ......" Deming saw that Su Lin really called the police, and he couldn't care about it, so he reached out and grabbed Su Lin's mobile phone.
Su Lin saw that the dog jumped over the wall in a hurry, and she didn't fight back, just dodged. Deming grabbed the air and was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Su Lin's skills to be so good, and hurriedly shouted: "You all come out, still stay inside, the police will come in a while, and none of you will be able to escape!" β
After speaking, he continued to grab Su Lin's mobile phone, and explained: "Comrade policeman, I am a monk in the temple, there is nothing wrong here, we can handle it." β
When Su Lin saw him say this, she simply ran and shouted, "Help!" The monk is beating people! Help, the monk and the thief are in the same group! β
Deming saw that Su Lin was really shouting, for fear of attracting someone, but curiosity is human nature, Su Lin shouted like this, and really called out a few people, but it was just to watch the excitement, and no one came to help Su Lin.
At this time, a napping little security guard in the security room was awakened, and when he saw that Su Lin was being chased, he stood up and was about to go out, but was stopped by an old security guard.
"Xiaodong, why are you going!"
"Master, that girl is being bullied, I'll help her!"
"Just you? How can you help? I've been watching here for a long time, that girl has been chased by four big men for a long time, and she hasn't even touched the corner of someone's clothes, you go and make trouble, and you are a security guard, not a policeman, that girl has called the police, or wait for the police! β
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