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The silver moon hangs high and the stars are dotted. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Mt. Shomuro, at the foot of the mountain.

Ji An piloted the airship and landed silently.

"It's here!"

The three of them walked down, and Ji An waved his hand to take the boat.

"Gu Mozhi, do you know how to contact Murong Bo?" Ji An said.

"The old slave knows that this person said before that he was hiding in a firewood room in the backyard of Shaolin Temple." Kumachi bowed and said.

"Humph! The old thief is hiding in the Shaolin Temple, he is really bold, it seems that it should be that person. Ji An sneered and said, "Let's go, let's go to Shaomu Mountain first." ”

Immediately, the three of them used their bodies and flew up the mountain.

Under the bright moonlight, on the slightly gray and rugged mountain road, I saw three figures between the vertical and vertical points, with the afterimage of the road, and it had already crossed a distance of more than ten zhang.

Not long after, on a large pine branch in front of the Shaolin Temple, there were three figures.

Ji An's perception probed out, only to see nearly 100 halls and courtyards in the Shaolin Temple, one in the east and one in the west, scattered between the hillsides, and secretly thought: This scale is worthy of the Taishan Beidou in the martial arts, which is even bigger than the Dali Tianlong Temple.

After looking at it for a long time, he asked in a low voice, "Canghai, what time is it now?" ”

"Around the end of the day." Li Canghai calculated and replied softly.

"At that time, that is, before nine to eleven o'clock in the evening, it is estimated that most of these monks have already slept, but I don't know if Murong Bo has slept with that person? Forget it, for the sake of insurance, I still wait for the time to capture the old thief. Ji An muttered to herself.

Originally, according to the previous plan, it was to let Gu Mozhi lure out this thief, but the time was not in a hurry, and it was late at night when he came to Shaolin Temple.

At this hour, he was using a trick, and with the cautious character of the old thief, I am afraid that it will be difficult to succeed.

Therefore, he planned to wait until the second half of the night to sneak into the Shaolin Temple and capture the thief with his drunken fingers.

The reason why he was so cautious was that he was worried that the Shaolin Temple had been connected with Murong Bo.

In case the guess comes true, there are that person and Murong Bo in front, and there are Shaolin Xuanzi monks and Arhat arrays in the back, once the battle starts, they will definitely be attacked from front to back and fall into a heavy encirclement, with the strength of their own side, I am afraid that they will suffer.

To be on the safe side, it is better to be careful.

The three of them fell lightly down the tree, hid behind the tree, and waited for the time to come.

After a while, Ji Anxin moved, since he arrived at the Shaolin Temple on the Tianlong plane, if he didn't take something, how could he be worthy of the traverser, and he liked the Shenzu Sutra, and it was well placed in the Bodhi Courtyard, so it was better to take advantage of the waiting time to bring it first.

He's afraid of making a fuss when he arrests people, so it's easy to follow something.

Just do what he said, Ji An immediately explained to Li Canghai and the two, and his figure flashed and slipped into the Shaolin Temple.

Entering the temple, as he guessed, there were still many monks coming and going.

Ji An spread his senses, carefully avoided the monks, and quietly walked towards the Bodhi Temple.

Ten minutes later, I came to a courtyard without danger, and by the moonlight, I looked up and saw a plaque above the main hall with the words "Bodhi Temple" written on it.

"Hey, it's here!"

Ji An restrained his breath, walked lightly, walked through the front hall of the Bodhi Temple, and ran to the apse obliquely.

When I arrived at the back hall, I saw a screen placed in front of the Buddha statue, the screen was equipped with a very large bronze mirror, the bronze mirror was engraved with four verses, and a few oil lamps were lit in front of the Buddha statue. ”

"Hehe, I don't even have a monk, God help me!"

Ji An looked around for a moment, his figure flashed, and when he came to the bronze mirror, he stretched out his right index finger and lifted the first "one" on the first line of the sutra on the mirror.

"Huh? Why didn't it happen? According to the original book, the mechanism is here! By the way, I'm trying something else! ”

Ji An lifted the word "dream" on the second line again, but there was still no response, continued, his fingers moved, the word "such as" did not work, and on the word "yes" in the fourth line, "rolling and ......rolling" sounded a bracket.

"Sure enough, it's here!"

Ji An happily watched the bronze mirror slowly turn up, and half a minute later, he saw a small package appear on the mirror, stretched out his hand to pick it up, and did not look at it, and put it in the key of time and space.

"Success!"

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly heard a few footsteps from the front hall of the Bodhi Temple, and at the same time there was a sound of talking, Ji An's eyes moved slightly, and he stepped on it, and ran behind the Buddha statue, unfolding the 'perspective' function, and watched intently, only to see two old monks in robes, one tall and one short, chatting while walking.

"Senior brother, today Senior Brother Xuanku has a quarrel with the abbot again." The short old monk said.

"Yes, he has been arguing with the abbot for Xiao Feng's affairs, and this is the eighteenth time." The tall old monk sighed.

Hearing the word 'Xiao Feng', Ji Anxin moved, "Could it be that Xuan Ci also participated in the siege of the second brother's father and son before?" Immediately pricked up his ears and waited for the following.

"Hey, in the opinion of the junior brother, the abbot really did something wrong this time, he shouldn't help that old thief Murong Bo, do you know what Murong Bo is called on the rivers and lakes?"

"Shhhh Don't let anyone hear me. The tall old monk raised his fingers and asked, "What are you talking about him?" ”

"The heart is higher than the sky, the life is thinner than paper, hide the head and shrink the tail, and achieve nothing." The short old monk laughed as he spoke.

That's a brilliant statement! That old thief Murong Bo killed Senior Brother Xuanbei before, we should find him to take revenge, but the abbot was... but helped him deal with Xiao Feng.

Ay... Although Xiao Feng's identity is a Khitan, he thinks that from his brother's point of view, this person attaches great importance to love and righteousness, acts above board, and has never killed or injured an innocent Han person, how can he be said by the abbot to be a demon who kills people without blinking? I really don't understand......" The tall old monk sighed as he shook his head.

"Humph! Sure enough, as I guessed, Shaolin Temple has colluded with Murong Bo, no wonder Xiao Yuanshan will die tragically, and the second brother will be injured and hide and dare not look at people, it turns out that Xuan Ci, a hypocrite, is playing ghosts. Ji An sneered in his heart.

When he used to read the original book, he despised Xuan Ci, a 'high-ranking monk', if it weren't for the connivance and protection of this person, Ye Erniang would have been killed by righteous people a long time ago, how could he have the opportunity to kill tens of thousands of babies and break up so many families, this is a blood debt! This time, you must find him to settle a general account!

"However, now with the participation of the Shaolin Temple, it will be more difficult to deal with Murong Bo and that person, and it seems that some means will have to be used to demolish this monk temple." Ji Anxin was like electricity, thinking about countermeasures, and after a while, his eyes lit up, "There is a way, but before that, catch Murong Bo first." ”

Thinking of this, I probed my perception and saw that the two monks were already sitting cross-legged in front of the Buddha statue.

"For the sake of the two of you just speaking for the second brother, I won't hurt you tonight."

Ji An pointed his right hand, and with a stroke of innate true qi, a drunken incense breath floated to the two monks.

"It smells so good! What does this taste like......"

The tall old monk's nose moved, and before he finished speaking, he fell asleep along with the short old monk.

"Drunken God Finger, it's really easy to use!"

Ji An smiled, his figure flashed, and he flew towards the outside of the Shaolin Temple.

"How? Got it? ”

Seeing Ji An coming back, Li Canghai asked softly.

"Not bad!" Ji An nodded.

Next, the three of them waited for an hour before they used their feet and headed towards the backyard of Shaolin Temple.

At this time, it was already the middle of the night, and the monks in the Shaolin Temple were already asleep, and there was no sound except for the sound of insects.

A quarter of an hour later, the three of them came to a halt by a wooden hut.

"Is this it?" Ji An pointed to the wooden house, and Chuanyin asked.

"Yes, that's what Murong Bo said before." Kumachi nodded in reply.

"Excellent! Don't move, I'll capture him. ”

Ji An stepped forward silently, and through the crack in the window, he saw an old man with white eyebrows and clear eyes lying on the bed and sleeping with his eyes closed.

"Sure enough, it's Murong Bo's old thief."

Ji An raised his right finger, and the drunken finger was raised, only to see Murong Bo move slightly, and he snored.

"It's easier than you think!"

He gently pushed open the door, took a few steps to the bed, picked up Murong Bo and clamped it under his armpit, and was about to fly away with the two of them.

However, at this moment, an old voice came.

"Amitabha, a few donors, came late at night, I don't know what to do?"

Before the words fell, a thin monk in a green robe suddenly appeared in front of several people. (To be continued.) )