Night.

The monks in the Shaolin Temple also began to patrol, and the night in the meditation room area was a little unpeaceful.

There was an accident for three days in a row, and the people who lived here were poisoned, and it was difficult for anyone to sleep.

During the day, someone wanted to leave here, but was stopped by the people of Shaolin Temple.

said that people outside could not be poisoned, but in fact, everyone knew in their hearts that it was to prevent people outside from knowing what was going on.

Su Fan did not fall asleep in the meditation room, but sat at the gate of the courtyard, alone with the monks patrolling in the distance.

What is certain now is that everyone was poisoned, and it was likely that the people from the Shaolin Temple were poisoned.

But who exactly is unknown.

The corpse had been burned by the people of the Shaolin Temple, and it was difficult to know the identity of the corpse.

The monks of Shaolin Temple are silent about this matter, so it is too difficult to investigate.

At this moment, a figure in the distance slowly walked over.

Su Fan fixed his eyes and saw that it was the young monk who led the way for you during the day.

The monk walked up with half-squinted eyes, folded his hands and smiled.

"Master Su, someone asked the little monk to bring you a letter. ”

With that, he took out a letter and handed it to Su Fan, then turned around and left on his own.

Su Fan took the letter and looked at it, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

He didn't know the monk of Shaolin Temple, why did the other party suddenly give him a letter?

He rubbed the envelope slightly with his hand, and there was indeed folded paper inside, which meant that there should be no problem inside.

Out of caution, he left the envelope aside for a long time.

At this time, the person who sent him a message was either an old man from Tianji, or the murderer wanted his life.

I'm afraid there's something wrong with the contents of this envelope.

Su Fan slowly tore the top of the envelope, and then gently poured out the contents of the envelope.

There seemed to be nothing in it other than a folded piece of paper.

The paper was folded squarely, and there was a faint fragrance on it.

"It's over!"

When Su Fan smelled this smell, a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

Immediately, his consciousness began to blur, and everything in front of him twisted and swayed.

At this moment, Su Fan knew that he had been tricked.

He bit the tip of his tongue to sober himself up, but it didn't work.

The tingling of the tip of his tongue didn't wake him up so easily.

There is a problem with the monk who sent the letter!

Su Fan's last thought also surfaced at this moment, and then he fell to the door.

Just after he fainted, the yellow-robed young monk walked up with an indifferent smile, stood in front of Su Fan and hesitated, and finally walked into the courtyard.

However, he didn't go in completely, just stood at the door and looked at the many people in the courtyard.

"Alert?"

The young monk muttered, and then was able to take out a small box in his hand.

This box is carved with dragons and phoenixes, and the whole body is pitch black.

The box opened, and inside was a golden cicada, fluttering its golden wings slightly.

A moment later, a scream came from inside the meditation room, attracting the attention of many people outside.

And the people who stayed outside also rushed in, wanting to see what was going on.

The young monk smiled, carefully closed the box again, and then turned to leave the place.

But the moment he turned around, a face with a sarcastic smile stared at him.

Well?

The young monk was also taken aback, and looked at Su Fan with some horror.

"You...... How could you be okay?"

The young monk looked shocked and said, "There can't be a problem with my poison, how can you still stand up?"

That's right, it was Su Fan who was standing in front of him.

And Su Fan did inhale the poisonous powder in the envelope, but the "Extreme Intention Sutra" in his body didn't want Su Fan to die, so he actually took the initiative to operate and dissolved all the poison in his body.

The moment Su Fan woke up, he happened to hear screams coming from the courtyard.

Looking back, the young monk was inside the station gate.

Su Fan smiled: "What's the matter?"

Without waiting for the young monk to speak, Su Fan raised his hand and pointed out.

One Yang Finger!

With one finger, the internal force burst out.

The entire courtyard door was shattered by his internal force, and the young monk flew out upside down with a painful face, and cut three or four zhang on the ground in a row.

"Wow-"

The young monk lowered his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, raised his head and stared at Su Fan with a smile, as if he was not worried about his injuries at all.

Su Fan looked down at his fingers and frowned slightly.

That finger just now, if you were an ordinary grandmaster, you have already died, and this young monk can resist and not say anything, and he can still dissolve his internal force so easily.

"Monk, your strength is not simple. ”

Su Fan twitched black and white Xuanjian, and walked over with a smile: "I just like to fight with people like you, so that no one will say that I am a bully." ”

"Amitabha, but the little monk underestimated Su Zhu's head. The young monk chuckled and said, "Dali Duanshi's Yang Finger, I didn't expect Master Su Shi to use it so skillfully. ”

"Skillful what? I didn't kill you with this finger?"

Su Fan said with a smile, and then the whole person turned into a black shadow and rushed up, and the black and white Xuanqian were divided into two.

The moment the cold light flew out, a wisp of domineering sword qi rushed out of the black sword and slashed horizontally.

The young monk jumped forward, and the steps under his feet were strange and terrifying, not at all like the kung fu of Shaolin Temple.

The moment he dodged, he raised his hand and pointed lightly.

In the darkness, a clear golden glimmer appeared on his fingers, and there was an indescribable smell on him.

"Ding!"

The white sword was shot down by his finger, and the scattered sword qi also dissipated.

"Mighty King Kong Finger?" Su Fan smiled: "Do you know all the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin?"

The noise outside attracted a lot of people to come over, and for a while, the people in the house rushed and looked at the young monk who was confronting Su Fan.

The young monk watched so many people gather around, without the slightest fear, but looked at Su Fan with great interest.

"Su Zhutou, what's the matter with this monk?" Eagle-eyed Old Seven hurriedly asked.

"He poisoned me, and the screams had something to do with him. ”

Su Fan explained: "I'm afraid he is the murderer, this guy knows one of the seventy-two stunts of the Shaolin Temple, the powerful King Kong finger, you should be careful." ”

As we all know, the Shaolin Seventy-Two stunts can only be learned by specific people.

And in the future, they will become the owner of one of the thirty-six rooms of Shaolin, or a Zen master of Shaolin or something.

I didn't expect that it was really the Shaolin Temple that pitted them in the end.

"What about the old monk Kuzhi, why can't he come over?"

Hawkeye Lao Qi scolded: "His grandmother's, we came to participate in the Heroes Conference, and they Shaolin still want to kill us?"

These words have aroused the anger of many people, after all, the poison on their bodies has not yet been solved.

"This little monk poisoned us, let's arrest him first!"

In the crowd, the elders of the Nine Dragons Sect shouted angrily, jumped out with their iron whips, and shot out with the Nine Dragons Whip Method.

"Amitabha!"

The young monk does not retreat but advances, and the internal force in his hand is condensed like holding a lotus flower.

"Be careful!"

Su Fan hurriedly shouted.

But this voice was still a step slower, and the elder of the Nine Dragons Sect was careless, and was hit by the young monk.

"Poof—"

The elder of the Nine Dragons Sect spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person collapsed to the ground.

"Scattered Flower Palm!"

In the crowd, Lu Xiaofeng frowned and said: "One of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, this young monk is not simple, the eagle-eyed old seven quickly go to the bitter wisdom Zen master!"

According to Su Fan, this monk has already used a strong vajra finger, and now he has performed a scattered flower palm, two seventy-two stunts, and the identity of this monk is definitely not simple.

"Amitabha, the little monk will not disturb everyone's rest. ”

The young monk silently recited the Buddha's name, and then with a slight tap of his feet, the whole person flew out like a streamer, and disappeared into the darkness in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this scene, everyone present frowned.

This monk's light skills are so good?

Among the people present, I am afraid that the strongest in terms of light skills are Su Fan, Lu Xiaofeng, and Sikong Xingxing.

But even the three of them were amazed by the light skills of this monk.

With two seventy-two stunts, and such a good light skill, coupled with his age, is this the beginning of martial arts training in the womb?

Thinking of this, everyone looked at Su Fan.

It seems that there is also one such person, that is, Su Fan in front of them!

But Su Fan himself knows that he can have his current strength because of the system's rewards.

Unexpectedly, he met a real demon this time.

"Su Fan, what the hell is going on?" Lu Xiaofeng hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

"I was guarding the door, and the monk sent me a letter with poisonous powder on it. ”

Su Fan took out the letter as he spoke, and he didn't seem to have read the content on it.

Immediately, he picked up the letter and looked at it, but just a glance at him, his pupils shrank, and the whole person was a little bad.

"Ghost Valley!"

There were only two words on the letter.

These two words pressed on Su Fan like a mountain.

Ghost Valley?!

Could it be that this monk is from the Ghost Valley?

It's impossible, it stands to reason that there can't be a ghost valley in this era, and he made up the ghost valley just to hide his own system.

Your brother-in-law's, has this fake met the real one?

Lu Xiaofeng also saw the words on the paper, and then looked at Su Fan with a puzzled expression.

This matter seems to really have something to do with Su Fan.

"What is written in the letter, and how did you get into a fight?" someone in the crowd asked.

Su Fan folded the letter without a trace, looked up and said: "It's nothing, he just used a piece of paper to poison it, I didn't get poisoned because of the exercises, but what did he do at the door, and then I heard a scream coming from the courtyard." ”

The rest of the matter was almost what they saw, Su Fan and the young monk fought together.

At this time, the people from Shaolin Temple also rushed over, and the eagle-eyed old seven scolded in the back.

Zen Master Kuzhi's face also changed slightly after knowing this, and he looked at Su Fan as soon as he came up, as if he had something to explain to Su Fan.