Shaolin Temple.

Early the next morning, Xiao Jun woke up early, said goodbye to Wang Yuyan and the others, and returned to Shaolin Temple.

In the vegetable garden, the old monk was sleeping soundly on his bed, when he suddenly felt a figure swaying in front of his eyes, paused, suddenly opened his eyes, and then hurriedly sat up and quickly retreated to the corner.

It's Xiao Jun.

"What are you doing?!"

The old monk looked at Xiao Jun who had not returned overnight in surprise, swallowed his saliva, and asked in a panic, vaguely, he smelled a woman's aroma from Xiao Jun's body, and couldn't help frowning.

"I don't want to do anything, I want to ask you for a leave of absence and go out for half a day. ”

Xiao Jun said with a smile.

"Where are you going? Have you committed adultery again?"

The old monk asked with a frown.

"Old monk, are you not honest, you can still smell the fragrance of women?

Xiao Jun was stunned for a moment, raised his sleeve and smelled the smell on his body, and looked at the old monk with a sneer.

"Amitabha... No, don't talk nonsense, I didn't think about it. ”

The old monk said with a flustered face, his hands folded, and his mouth kept reciting the words "sin" and "sin".

"I didn't think you knew it yourself, be careful that I went to the Discipline House to sue you. ”

Xiao Jun said with a cold face and a deliberate threat.

When the old monk heard this, his cold sweat fell, but he couldn't explain or beg for mercy, so didn't that mean that he didn't confess himself?

"What about my leave?"

Xiao Jun looked at the flustered old monk, held back a smile, and continued to ask.

"Go ahead. ”

The old monk nodded hurriedly.

"Then you can think about it here and see if the Buddha can forgive you. ”

After Xiao Jun finished speaking, he turned around and walked out.

The old monk had already turned his face to ashes, and hurriedly closed his eyes and said something in his mouth.

......

Shaolin Temple Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

A gray figure silently landed on the top of the Scripture Pavilion, stopping to look around.

Xiao Jun.

It seems that those memories from before Xuzhu have finally come in handy, and it's not useless.

He searched the neighborhood to see if there was an old monk sweeping the floor.

The reason why he dared to be so arrogant was because this time happened to be the time when he was doing morning classes in Shaolin Temple, and the people in the temple didn't have time to care about him, which is why he got up so early today.

But after looking around, he didn't find any sweeping monks, and Xiao Jun couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

After pondering for a long time, Xiao Jun shook his head in disappointment, glanced at the Scripture Pavilion under his feet, hesitated, turned over, and dived into the Scripture Pavilion.

Xiao Jun, who entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, couldn't help but be stunned, Shaolin Temple deserved to be the number one faction in the martial arts, and the rows of books visible to the naked eye alone surprised him.

"I said why are the people of Shaolin Temple so cowish, it turns out that there are really so many martial arts cheats, not a year and a half, who can finish the practice? I think this is more than seventy-two stunts, right? Even if it is a second goods, how can you become a master after practicing so many cheats, right?"

Xiao Jun looked at the books on the bookshelves on the left and right sides as he walked, and couldn't help but say to himself.

"A year and a half? ”

Just then, an old voice came out from the corner, with a chuckle in it.

Hearing this voice, Xiao Jun couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, turned two corners, and found the owner of the voice. It was an old monk wiping a book with a rag.

This can't be the sweeping monk, right?

Xiao Jun couldn't help but think.

"What's the matter, the master thinks it's too long?"

Xiao Jun said as he slowly walked over to the old monk, and kept looking, since it may be a sweeping monk, let's call him a master first.

"I'm just an old monk who takes care of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and I can't be called a master, so the donor should remove the word master. ”

The old monk shook his head and said.

"But as far as I know, the people who sweep the floor and wipe the books in the Shaolin Temple look inconspicuous, but in fact, they are all masters, so it should be right to call a master, right?"

Xiao Jun was cautious and tentative, still looking around the old monk, but he slowly found that the old monk seemed to have mediocre martial arts, and even didn't know martial arts, because he couldn't feel the shadow of a master from the old monk's body.

"Masters may not be masters, and masters may not be masters, just a common name, why care?"

The old monk said meaningfully.

"What did you just call me? Donor, but I'm obviously a disciple of Shaolin Temple, why do you call me Donor?"

Xiao Jun suddenly thought of what the old monk called him just now, and couldn't help but ask in hindsight.

"Maybe it used to be, but it's not anymore, you don't have anything on your body except this dress and a shaved head, and there is nothing on your body that belongs to the Shaolin Temple. ”

The old monk shook his head and said.

After listening to the old monk's words, Xiao Jun was almost convinced that this was the old monk who destroyed Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo without much effort.

This mouth is too good to say, otherwise how could those two old rivers and lakes be directly escaped into the empty door by what he said.

Moreover, he seems to have known that he does not have the martial arts of Shaolin Temple on his body.

"The master has good eyesight, but I wonder if the master will expose me in public?"

Xiao Jun narrowed his eyes and asked lightly.

"Since the heart is no longer in the Shaolin Temple, it is useless to say more, the Shaolin Temple is not a place where it is difficult for the strongman, but please leave the Shaolin Temple as soon as possible, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is the forbidden place of the Shaolin Temple, and outsiders are not allowed to trespass. ”

The old monk still said unhurriedly, but he had already issued an eviction order.

"Since this is a forbidden place, why does the master know that there are two people who have been secretly learning martial arts here all these years without stopping them and spreading them?"

Xiao Jun saw that the opportunity had come, and asked in a deep voice.

Listening to Xiao Jun's words, the old monk was obviously stunned, and couldn't help but look at Xiao Jun, looked at it a few times, and his eyes were full of surprise.

"It seems that the donor is prepared, how do you know that there are people here who have been secretly learning martial arts?"

The old monk stared at Xiao Jun suspiciously and asked.

"I can't help but know that there are people who secretly learn martial arts, and I also know who they are! One is Murong Bo, the previous head of the Gusu Murong family, and the other is the party who was lucky enough to not die in the manslaughter outside Yanmen Pass back then, Xiao Yuanshan!"

Xiao Jun said as he stared at the old monk's eyes tightly.

"Who the hell are you?!"

The old monk finally stopped what he was doing, looked at Xiao Jun again, and asked in a deep voice.

"It's just a passerby who likes to find out the truth, even if I say my name, the master will not know, let alone hear of it, as if no one knows your name. ”

Xiao Jun looked at the old monk and said meaningfully.

He always felt that this old monk was not as simple as a hidden master.

Since it is hidden, it means that there was an unspeakable past.

"What does the Loose have to do with you?"

The old monk suddenly stared at Xiao Jun and asked.

When Xiao Jun heard this, he couldn't help but be shocked, he didn't expect that the old monk even knew about the Loose Sect!