Ling Jing swept slightly in the Buddhist hall, and suddenly rushed from the beam to the window on the right wall like a swimming fish, his body slid and jumped out of the window, and then he lifted his breath and went to the roof.

As soon as his figure disappeared, he heard a "crunch" sound below, and the door of the Buddha hall was pushed open. Two figures entered the hall one after another, and the man on the left was carrying an orange lantern in his hand.

"Senior sister, I have almost flipped through all the books in the old house in Xiangyang Lane, but the Buddhist scriptures and things in this Buddhist hall are all relics left by the ancestors, so I have never dared to check them without permission. You say, will this sword book be in these Buddhist scriptures? Lin Pingzhi put the lantern on the table, lit an oil lamp casually, and said thoughtfully.

Yue Lingshan nodded and said, "This may not be impossible. After thinking for a moment, he muttered again: "Perhaps, we can also take apart the mezzanine of these Buddhist scriptures and take a look." ”

Lin Pingzhi's eyes lit up, and he said: "Senior sister is really smart and clever, if it weren't for the help of senior sister, I'm afraid I would never have thought of this." ”

Yue Lingshan listened to his exaggeration, frowned slightly, glanced at Lin Ping lightly, turned his head again, and picked up a Buddhist scripture casually.

Seeing that he couldn't get Yue Lingshan's response, Lin Pingzhi smiled awkwardly, and then went to the other side.

From time to time, there was the sound of paper turning and book threads being torn in the room, and Ling Jing stayed on the roof of the room for a long time, when there was only a crescent-like waning moon in the sky, and the moonlight was very dim, and he could hardly see anything in the dark night.

He stood on the roof, not afraid that someone would find out his whereabouts, but only listened to the sound of rustling in the room under his feet for a long time, and then heard someone sigh in despair.

"Senior sister, we have dismantled seventy or eighty copies of this Buddhist scripture, but we have found nothing. If you tear it down again," he turned his head to look at the bookshelf next to him, on which there were only a dozen or so Buddhist scriptures sparsely placed, and said, "There is not much left." ”

Yue Lingshan couldn't help but sigh lightly when she heard this, she and Lin Pingzhi had been searching in this old mansion for more than ten consecutive days, and almost every corner of the house had been rummaged, and they almost didn't tear apart the walls and tiles of this old mansion one by one, but they still found nothing.

"No, I must prove Ling Jing's innocence."

She seemed to be deaf to Lin Pingzhi's words, and immediately took out a few yellowed Buddhist scriptures from the bookshelf and put them in front of her, picked up the top one, and carefully flipped through the pages one by one.

Lin Pingzhi looked at her side face, and the look in his eyes was complicated.

At this moment, Ling Jing, who was on the roof, suddenly moved his ears and heard a soft sound from behind.

He hurriedly lowered his body, squatted behind the roof, turned around, and saw two figures bullying the general from the south roof, gesturing to each other, jumping into the courtyard, and landing silently.

Both of them then leaned into the window and looked in.

Ling Jing looked in the direction of the two people, the blue light in his eyes became more and more cold, and he suddenly chuckled, and said in his heart: "It turned out to be the two of them, how could I forget them." ”

With a thoughtful look on his face, he thought, "Since even these two people are here, then Yue Buqun and his wife should also come over soon." ”

He still has a deep memory of the plot of this scene, and he knows that the two black shadows below are the masters sent by the Songshan faction to intercept the "evil sword spectrum", one is called "white-headed immortal" Bu Shen, and the other is called "vulture" Sha Tianjiang, according to the generation of the Songshan faction, they should all be the junior disciples of Zhong Zhen who died under their own swords.

In the original plot, it was these two people who discovered the "Evil Warding Sword Spectrum" first, and they were about to bring it back to the Songshan faction, but they didn't want to meet Ling Hu Chong, and they both died under the sword, and in the end, they were cheaper than Yue Buqun.

"In this way, Yue Buqun should not have noticed that Yue Lingshan was missing until now. But since there's such a big drama tonight, I'll wait until you arrive in person. ”

In the original plot, Yue Buqun hid from everyone and took away the "Evil Sword Spectrum", and then framed Ling Hu Chong, but now that he is here, how can he allow this kind of thing to happen.

He just wants to put this mighty sword book in front of Yue Buqun in front of everyone, and see what he does when the time comes.

"Humph! That's how much more fun it is! There was a sneer on his face, his eyes were full of mockery, and suddenly, he saw two figures below silently walking around the door, the two looked at each other, nodded, and the person on the left slapped the door panel away with a slam palm, and the two rushed into the room one after another.

"What people!" In the dark night, I only heard Yue Lingshan's coquettish reprimand, and was about to draw his sword and stab at the black shadow. I didn't want the other party's body to be really clever, the long sword was only halfway drawn, and the enemy's two fingers had already been inserted into her eyes, Yue Lingshan had to let go of the hilt of the sword and raise her hand to block it, and the person grabbed it three times with his right hand, all pointing at her throat.

Ling Jing jumped off the roof and landed by the window, with a small stone in his hand, staring at Yue Lingshan without blinking, just waiting for her to be in the slightest danger, he would make a move.

Yue Lingshan was shocked, took two steps back, and her back was already leaning on the edge of the offering table, unable to retreat any more.

The man's left hand slashed down at her Tianling Gai, Yue Lingshan's palms went up, but the man's palm was a false move, and his right hand pointed out, Yue Lingshan's left waist middle finger, leaning on the offering table, unable to move.

Lin Pingzhi on the side was even more embarrassed, only took a picture with the opponent, and was hit by the acupoint, but he didn't even use a move, and stood stiff on the side at this time, his face was full of shame and hatred.

After the two restrained Yue Lingshan and Lin Pingzhi, they didn't do anything to the two of them again, but Ling Jing, who was hiding outside the house, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, although he was sure that he could kill these two people before they could make a move, but he still felt a little uneasy in his heart when Yue Lingshan was in danger.

The two of them looked around in the east of the Buddhist hall, one lifted the underground futon and tore it in half, and the other slapped his palm and split the wooden fish into seven or eight pieces.

Lin Pingzhi and Yue Lingshan could neither speak nor move, seeing that these two people were like knives, tearing futons and breaking wooden fish, they obviously came to find the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits, and they both thought: "Why didn't I think that the sword spectrum might be hidden in the futon and wooden fish." ”

But seeing that there was nothing hidden in the futon and the wooden fish, his heart was slightly relieved, Yue Lingshan bit her lower lip lightly, staring at the two of them, hoping that they would not find anything, otherwise how could she prove that Ling Jing was innocent.

The two were in their fifties, one bald, the other with white hair, the two of them moved quickly, and in an instant, they smashed the offering table and other objects in the Buddha hall one by one, until there was nothing to break, and both of them looked at the portrait of the ancestor of Bodhidharma.

The bald old man stretched out his left hand and grabbed the portrait, and the white-haired old man stretched out his hand and shouted, "Wait, look at his fingers!" Lin Pingzhi and Yue Lingshan couldn't help but look at the portrait, but they saw that in the picture, Bodhidharma's left hand was behind his back, as if he was holding a sword trick, and his right index finger was pointing at the roof.

When Ling Jing heard the man speak, a hint of strange color flashed in his eyes, he glanced at the white-haired old man, and said in his heart: "This 'white-headed immortal' Bu Shen is very thoughtful. ”

The bald old man showed a puzzled look on his face and asked, "What's so strange about his fingers?" ”

The white-haired old man's face showed a faint look of excitement, his face flushed slightly, and said, "I don't know!" Give it a try. He stood up, pointed his palms at the point of Bodhidharma's index finger in the picture, and struck the roof.

With a bang, the mud and dust fell, and the bald head stretched out his hand to block it above his head, and said: "What is there?" only said four words, and saw a red thing floating down from the hole in the roof, but it was a robe worn by a monk. The white-haired old man stretched out his hand to catch it, shining in the candlelight, and said happily: "It's here." He was overjoyed, and his voice began to tremble.

The bald old man didn't react a little, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "What's the matter?" ”

The white-haired old man was quite excited, and directly handed the other end of the robe directly to him, and took two steps back, and the two of them just unfolded the entire robe, and said in a trembling voice: "Look for yourself." Several people in the room, including Lin Pingzhi and Yue Lingshan, saw that the robe was full of dense small characters, and their bodies couldn't help but tremble, looking excited, and Lin Pingzhi was even more excited that his eyes turned red and he was panting.

The bald old man just read a few lines, and the excitement on his face was already uncontrollable, and he said, "Is this the sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits?" ”

The white-haired old man laughed and said, "Ten **, it should be a sword spectrum." Haha, our two brothers are saying that they have made this great contribution today, brother, put it away. ”

The bald old man was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, folded the robe carefully, put it in his arms, pointed to Lin Yue and the others with his left hand, and said, "Is it dead?" ”

The stone in Ling Jing's hand turned slightly, and as soon as the white-haired old man revealed his intention to hurt Yue Lingshan, he immediately made a move to restrain the two old men first.

The white-haired old man said: "Now that the sword spectrum has been obtained, there is no need to form a deep enmity with the Huashan faction, and there is no need to pay attention to them." ”

The two walked side by side to the door of the temple, about to cross the threshold and leave here.

Suddenly, I only heard two "whirring" sounds, and two fierce forces hit the two of them respectively, just hearing this piercing whistling sound, I knew that these two forces were menacing.

The white-haired old man and the bald old man were shocked, knowing that they were only afraid that there were still high-ranking people on the side, and most of the movements of the two of them could not escape the eyes of others.

The two old men both made double knives, and the knife technique was carefully studied, obviously they had reached the superior realm, and they only heard the sound of "bumping" twice, as if something hard had hit the blades of the two old men.

"It's amazing." Bu Shen and Sha Tianjiang each received a secret weapon, only to feel that there was an extremely strong force in their hands, which was far beyond the two of them, and their bodies couldn't help shaking twice, and their shoulders collided together. (To be continued.) )