Night......

Murong Ruo and Qu Wuyi still took advantage of the night tour to continue to browse the beautiful scenery of Shaomu Mountain, and even with Shi Chen and Jing Xiaolou, Wang Shoucheng and others had to follow behind them!

Several people were quite busy, but no one noticed that a figure had quietly flown out of Su Jing's room.

The figure was like duckweed, fluttering lightly without any sound or weight, and it floated eerily into the sky, and then flew away into the distance......

Su Jing sneered in his heart while blowing the cold wind, indeed, my muscles and veins are broken now, although I have true qi in my body, but it is intermittent and cannot be used, and I can't even match an ordinary person.

But it's a pity, I'm not just a martial arts cultivator, but also a Taoist cultivator!

And ordinary Taoist cultivators can only control their own natal flying sword, I don't know if it's my patent, anyway, I don't have a natal thing, but I can manipulate everything instead, and even, it's not difficult to pull up my body.

Hold your body in your hands and lift yourself up......

This was a joke in the previous life, but here, it became true, Su Jing used his spiritual sense to drag himself up and fly forward in the night.

There was no light work, and naturally there was no sound.

He couldn't fly far, Su Jing landed on the beam, rested for a while, and then continued to fly......

Although there are patrol guardian monks, they pay attention to the corners that can be stepped on, and who will notice that there is no place in the sky, and someone is flying like a big bird?

This is already a ghostly method in the plane of Xiao Li's flying knife!

He quietly disappeared into a room, Su Jing chose the right time, just in time for the monks of Shaolin Temple to do evening classes, and the room was empty.

Then, quietly come out and go back......

The whole process did not alarm anyone.

In the blink of an eye.

Another three or four days passed......

In the past few days, Su Jingshen has not been able to stay, he just lives and rests quietly every day, Murong Ruo and Qu Wuyi are also abnormal, they do not go out to play again, but they each nest in their rooms to practice, and from time to time the three of them get together to discuss some things, but even if Mo Yunge and the others are curious, they don't dare to get too close...... After all, Qu Wuyi's internal strength is extremely deep, and it is basically impossible to hide it from her ears and eyes!

It's just that......

But on this night, something changed.

"Master, I don't know why the master came late at night?"

Mo Yunge looked at Master Xinmei standing outside the door, with an inexplicable look on his face, since he came back to Shaolin, several people had not met again, after all, compared to them, this old monk was obviously more friendly to Su Jing and the others, but he didn't want to ...... He would come out of nowhere.

"Amitabha, the old monk came rashly and discussed something!"

"What's the matter?"

"Plum Blossom Thief...... His identity has been confirmed! ”

"What?"

Mo Shaoge was stunned, and a stunned look appeared on his face.

And Jing Xiaolou and the others had even more strange expressions.

"Master...... You're ......"

"Alas...... Amitabha Buddha ......"

Xinmei showed shame on his face, and sighed: "Su Tanyue told the old monk in private, and the old monk already had some doubts, and now, naturally, there is no confusion, he intends to capture the plum blossom thief in private and correct it, but the old monk is worried, the plum blossom thief's strength is not weak, Su Tanyue was seriously injured, only two female Tanyue, I am afraid it may not be able to ...... Therefore, although Su Tanyue told the old monk not to inform a few donors about this matter, the old monk still wanted to ask a few donors to help! ”

"This, this, this ......"

Jing Xiaolou screamed excitedly!

This is really a man sitting at home, and blessings come from heaven......

Xinmei took the initiative to inform the plum blossom thief.

Shi Chen and Wang Shoucheng were also overjoyed, they didn't expect things to be like this......

Mo Yunge's face was solemn, obviously, he might not have complete trust in Xinmei, he asked: "What the master said, I shouldn't have doubted it, but in Shaolin, there are many masters, it shouldn't be our turn to help, right?" ”

"Amitabha...... This...... But it involves the reputation of my Shaolin, and the old monk intends to deal with this matter privately and not let the monks know! ”

Xinmei explained in detail.

And Mo Shaoge listened to Xinmei's words, and his pupils suddenly bloomed with endless essence, if this is really the case...... Aren't you ......

Won!!

This trip ...... has been suppressed for so long, and after all, it is ...... I won!!

Shaolin Temple Back Mountain......

The trees are lush and the weather is clear.

The breeze is gentle, the leaves are blowing, and the fresh air blows through people's mouths and noses, bringing a comfortable atmosphere.

And under the tree, in the clearing that had been empty before, suddenly there were two more figures, both about forty or fifty years old, a monk with kind eyebrows, and ...... An elegant and dashing scribe.

It seems that the two people who are not close to each other have quietly met in this no-man's land.

"You're seven days later than we agreed!"

Bai Xiaosheng said coldly, with a dissatisfied look in his voice, and said, "Do you know, if it weren't for your delay, I would have returned to Xingyunzhuang and handed over the Yijin Sutra to Miss Xian'er." ”

Then, of course, it's a pleasure to be overwhelmed.

Thinking about it, even though Bai Xiaosheng was already in the year of knowing the destiny of heaven, he couldn't help but feel a burst of heat in his heart...... That beautiful delicate body, I should have been sleeping with that beautiful person in my arms at this time, instead of talking nonsense with a group of bald monks here!

"No way ......"

One of the seven masters of Shaolin, Master Xinjian, his face was also full of annoyance at this time, and said: "Now that my senior brother Xinmei has returned, he was already suspicious of me, and now I naturally have to be more cautious, and there is also that Xiao Li Feidao, he is also there, how can I do things so ...... You must know that although I also sent a few scriptures to the girl before, the Yijin Sutra is my Shaolin treasure, how can its preciousness be generalized? How much work did it take me to get my hands on...... When the time comes, Mr. must say a few kind words for me in front of the girl, so that she will not be annoyed. ”

Bai Xiaosheng said coldly: "Then it depends on whether you can get the Yijin Sutra!" ”

"I've already got the Yi Jin Sutra, and I've always kept it in my room, but I don't dare to take it out easily...... But recently, Brother Xinmei has been just chanting and chanting Buddha in the meditation room, Li Xun ~ Huan every day ~ happy fun, those few eccentric boys are also intriguing with each other, it is estimated that there is no time to pay attention to our side, but I don't dare to carry the scriptures closely, these days we often drink tea elsewhere and talk about the Buddha, confusing people, today is to go to my meditation room, presumably no one will find anything strange. ”

"Well, okay, let's go! There is no alcohol or women in this place, and I really don't want to stay any longer. ”

Bai Xiaosheng sighed helplessly, and it was really better to follow the girl...... The eldest lady of the head of Huashan, how noble her identity is, has she also become her crotch ~ a, and the world can't doubt her head at all, although her identity as Bai Xiaosheng is respected by the people in the rivers and lakes, but can you let the head of Huashan dedicate her daughter to herself?

Thinking that he slept with the daughter of the head of Huashan, the head of Huashan was also grateful to himself and full of gratitude to him for visiting him......

Bai Xiaosheng felt a distorted pleasure appear in his heart.

It's a pity, although Miss Huashan is charming, but where is the girl in ten thousand? !

Thinking like this, he was even more anxious, and the winning streak urged Xinjian to go quickly!

The two of them walked leisurely, chatting about the big and small matters in the martial arts while walking, looking like a perfect picture of a Buddhist and Confucian friend, but who would have expected that what these two people fantasized about in their hearts was the wonderful carcass of the same woman.