Chapter 43: The Theft of the Scriptures

The flash of the sword disappeared into the darkness, and only a short, but piercing scream was heard.

Then a man burst out of the darkness.

He was as short as a child, wearing a short skirt that showed off his calves, and he didn't feel cold at all in the cold.

His head was also small, but his eyes were as bright as lights.

At this moment, these eyes seemed to be full of fear and resentment, glaring at Li Xun fiercely. Huan seemed to want to say something, but his throat just sounded "Gege", and he couldn't say a word.

Everyone was shocked to find that Xiao Li's flying knife was stabbing him in the throat, and it was inserted in his throat impartially-Xiao Li's flying knife was indeed never false!

The Lord of Bliss only felt that his breath was holding in his throat, and he couldn't help it, so he pulled out the flying knife with his backhand, and as soon as he pulled out the flying knife, this breath came out.

Blood splattered out.

The Lord of Bliss roared, "What a poisonous knife! ”

As soon as the blood splattered out, the poisonous insects on the ground suddenly sprang back like arrows, and all of them were nailed to the throat of the Lord of Bliss.

Listening to the sound of "rustling", the Boy of Bliss has turned into a pile of dry bones, but after the poisonous insects have eaten his flesh and blood! He was also limp on the ground and could not move.

He became famous for his poison, and finally died for poison!

It's a terrible sight.

The eyebrows of the heart were closed, and the Buddha name was secretly recited, and after a long time, he let out a long sigh, opened his eyes, and looked at Li Xun. Huan sighed: "Tan Yue is not only unparalleled in the world in flying knives, but also has unparalleled intelligence. ”

LI Xun. Huan smiled and said, "Don't dare to be, I just have already calculated that these man-eating poisonous insects will leave as soon as they smell blood, in fact, I am also very scared in my heart." ”

"Tan Yue, you're scared too?"

"Is there anyone in the world who is not afraid but the dead?"

Xinmei sighed: "In danger but not chaotic, although afraid but not discouraged, Tan Yue's intelligence, the old monk is really convinced, and the five bodies are thrown to the ground." ”

"Now you're sure we're not the Plum Blossom Thieves?" Looking at Xinmei and Mr. Tie Di, Lin Ye said slowly on the side.

LI Xun. Huan's knife is really amazing.

"Yes." Xinmei lowered her head.

"It seems that I don't have to go to Shaolin this time." Mr. Iron Flute, who was on the side, sighed and said.

After speaking, without waiting for others to speak, Mr. Iron Flute turned over and disappeared into the darkness in the night.

"Bai Xiaosheng went to Shaolin, it shouldn't just be a matter of plum blossom thieves." After Mr. Tie Di left, suddenly Li Xun. Huan opened his mouth and looked at Xinmei and said.

Hear Li Xun. Huan's words, Xinmei's face changed suddenly, and then nodded.

At the moment, he said: "The abundance of Shaolin scriptures is the best in the world, and there are not only many Buddhist classics, but also many secrets that are not passed on in the martial arts. ”

Hearing Xinmei's words, Lin Ye and Li Xun. Huan couldn't help but nod slightly.

"Over the past hundred years, there have been many vain greed in the rivers and lakes, wanting to go to the Shaolin Temple to steal the scriptures, but no one has ever been able to get their hands on it and get out."

He solemnly continued: "Although the monks abstain from hatred and killing, the Tibetan scriptures are the foundation of Shaolin, so no matter who dares to have this thought, the Shaolin disciples will not hesitate to deal with it to the end." ”

LI Xun. Huan nodded and said, "I've rarely heard anyone dare to fight this idea recently. ”

Xinmei sighed and continued: "You are an outsider, naturally you don't know the inside story, in fact, in the past two years, the scriptures of this temple have been stolen seven times, except for a Naiping Heart Sutra, the rest are long-extinct martial arts secrets. ”

Hearing this, Lin Ye and Li Xun on the side. Huan couldn't help but be overshadowed, and said, "Who is the person who stole the scriptures?" ”

Xinmei sighed: "The strangest thing is that these seven thefts have no warning in advance, and there are no clues to find afterwards, they were all stolen without knowing it." After the first or second occurrence, the security of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was naturally more stringent, but the thefts still happened one after another, and the third junior brother who was originally in charge of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion also took the blame and abdicated, and thought about it in the face of the wall. ”

After listening to Xinmei's words, Li Xun. Huan asked strangely: "How come there is no news in the rivers and lakes about such a serious matter?" ”

Xinmei shook his head: "Just because this matter is important, so the senior brother in charge has repeatedly instructed to keep it a secret, and until now, even you are only ten people who know about it." ”

"Who else knows about this except your first seven?"

Xinmei said: "Bai Xiaosheng." ”

LI Xun. Huan sighed and said with a wry smile: "He has really participated in a lot of things. ”

"Then you suspect that the plum blossom thief is the one who steals the scriptures?" Looking at his eyebrows, Lin Ye spoke.

"It's just a guess, I'd rather the plum blossom thief stole it." Sighing, Xinmei slowly spoke.

"It seems that one of the seven of you is the most suspicious." Looking at his eyebrows, Lin Ye slowly spoke.

"Yes." Sighing, he said with a heart eyebrow.

"Who is it!?" Hearing Xinmei's words, Li Xun. Huan's eyes shrank and asked.

"Heart pet, before I left the Shaolin Temple, I told the heart tree that if I had an accident, I would take out the 'Reading the Scriptures', because I wrote the name of my heart pet on the last page." Xinmei said with a solemn face.

"Why be suspicious?" Looking at Xinmei, Li Xun. Huan frowned and spoke.

"One of the senior brothers in charge of the scriptures was stolen, the senior brother in charge was with me, and the senior brother of Xinshu entered the temple more than ten years ago, and he was not interested in martial arts, so he naturally would not steal the scriptures, the fourth junior brother entered the temple at the age of nine, and the sixth junior brother entered the Buddhism in infancy, and the two of them were impossible." Xinmei said with a sigh.

"There are only two left." LI Xun. Huan looked at Xinmei and said.

"The most suspicious thing is the heart pet." Xinmei nodded slightly.

"The heart pet is a halfway monk, with an art investment teacher, before he entered the less, people on the rivers and lakes called him a 'Qiqiao scholar', and his reputation is not very good, and the fifth junior brother entered Shaolin at the age of thirteen, if you are suspicious, the heart pet is the biggest." Xinmei folded his hands and said slowly.

"But this is just conjecture, and there is no real evidence." Looking at his eyebrows, Lin Ye said slowly.

"Yes, it is true, but in my room, there is also a scripture book "Yijin Sutra". Xinmei said in a deep voice.

"You want to?" LI Xun. Huan blinked his eyes and said slowly.

"If it's really a favorite, he shouldn't have had time to send the scriptures out of Shaolin." Xinmei said slowly.

"Then we'll have to hurry to Shaolin." Hearing Xinmei's words, Li Xun. Huan nodded slightly, not asking why.

At that moment, the three of them immediately rushed forward.

When the sky was bright, everyone had already come to the town at the foot of Shaolin Mountain.

hastily ate some food in the inn, but this time it was finally free of the poison of the Lord of Bliss.

Then several people went up to Songshan.

On the mountain road, I walked for almost an hour from early morning to the outer gate of Shaolin.