However, this idea was quickly rejected by Yuntian.

The era of Tianlong Babu is a hundred years away from the present, and the sweeping monk was already 100 years old at that time. Jin Yong's martial arts world is a typical low-martial arts world, even if ordinary people have high martial arts, how can they live to more than two hundred.

Yun Tian was thinking, as if sensing his gaze, the old monk turned to look over, smiled at Yun Tian, and saluted. Yun Tian was startled, hurriedly returned the salute, and quickly adjusted his state, pretending to be relaxed, and followed the middle-aged monk in front of him to the door of the library pavilion.

Although Yun Tian pretended to be calm on the surface along the way, he still couldn't help but think back to the scene in his heart, and even how the middle-aged monk said goodbye and left, he didn't know.

He stopped at the door, but the people passing by him didn't care about him, they saw that Yuntian was standing still and blocked the door, so they patted Yuntian and said something like "Your Excellency don't stand in the way".

Yun Tian came back to his senses, and hurriedly apologized to get out of the way, at this moment, a thin monk came to the side, and saluted Yun Tian again, and after Yun Tian returned the salute, he immediately said: "What is the difficulty of the donor?" I thought that Yun Tian was stunned for a while, so he stepped forward and asked.

"Well, I have heard for a long time that the Hidden Scripture Pavilion of Shaolin Temple is mysterious and abnormal, and I want to be a quiet treasure place, but I don't know why so many people come and go here?" Yun Tian said this, firstly, to hide the thoughts in Fang Cai's heart, and secondly, it was indeed after he looked around at this time, he found that many of them were ordinary people outside the temple, and the doubts that had just arisen in his heart.

The thin monk smiled suddenly, and said helplessly: "Since the poor monk has been taking care of the library for more than ten years, people like the donor who ask such questions have encountered not hundreds, but dozens. ”

"Oh, it turned out to be the Elder of the Library Pavilion, is that Elder willing to solve the confusion of the contemptible people again?" Yun Tian complimented.

The reason why the thin monk proposed that he had been managing the library for more than ten years, and had met many people who came to inquire, was actually because he was somewhat involved with the library of scriptures, and he had a sense of honor for a long time.

He was vain, so he naturally needed the approval of others, and at this time, seeing that Yuntian was so good, he smiled happily: "The word elder is not daring." But it doesn't matter, if you want to know, what's the point in saying it. ”

The two stood by the door, one said, the other listened, and the people who came and went did not care about them, and there were several monks in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to entertain the guests.

After some explanations by the thin monk, Yuntian finally understood the inside story. It turned out that the world-famous Zangjing Pavilion was not in this room where the two of them were located, but in another place.

Shaolin Temple is known as the ancestral court of Zen Buddhism in the Central Plains by the people of the world, relying not on a large number of martial arts classics and endless high-level kung fu, but as vast as a sea of smoke, broad and profound Buddhist classics. Only the people in the rivers and lakes will regard the Shaolin Temple more as the master of the world's martial arts, and give a common saying called "the world's martial arts out of Shaolin".

The same is true of the Library Pavilion, whose name is not only known to the people in the rivers and lakes, but also to the common people. Just because there are two places in the Shaolin Scripture Pavilion, one is where some Buddhist classics and a large number of martial arts secrets are placed, and the other is where Yuntian is at the moment, and all of them are Buddhist scriptures.

What the people in the rivers and lakes know is the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with martial arts secrets, and it is easy not to let people in, which is the most mysterious and abnormal. And what the common people know is that the current scripture pavilion is actually a library, judging from the current situation, it is better to say that it is a library.

It's just that the rumors on the rivers and lakes have inadvertently spread to the people, so every year there are always a few people who come here for the first time who don't know the situation and ask about it.

After the thin monk explained, he laughed again: "Actually, there are not many people who came here in the past, but over the years, the scriptures here have been read a lot of times, and they are somewhat worn. However, most of the Buddhist scriptures here are the original ones handed down from ancient times, and they must be properly kept, so some time ago, my Shaolin Temple gave a way to earn money, which is to call the surrounding poor scholars to come and help us copy the scriptures, and bring the Buddhist scriptures in another Tibetan scripture pavilion, and then they will also be used for people to copy. ”

The thin monk looked around and continued, "When all the Buddhist scriptures have been copied, it is time to close the door here, properly preserve the ancient books, and then take the newly copied Buddhist scriptures elsewhere, and open another library pavilion." At the moment, most of them are copying scriptures in exchange for wages. ”

"Oh, I see. It's just that there is something unclear in the hearts of despicable people, so I take the liberty of asking, why don't you copy it yourself?

"The donor is smart and asks the point. The thin monk was polite and said with a smile, "So that the donor can know that I, Songshan North Shaolin, am the ancestral court of Zen Buddhism, and there are countless people who come here on weekdays, whether they are ordinary people or dignitaries." Although there are many monks in our temple, even if there are many monks who are divided into directors, they are always busy with reception, and they can't find time to copy scriptures, so they use such a method. ”

The thin monk turned to point to several council monks in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and continued: "Several of them were actually originally disciples of the Dharma Academy, that is, warrior monks. Because of my perennial martial arts practice and keen feelings, I came to help this time just to help me keep an eye on the people who come and go. Therefore, there is really no fear of someone being the book thief here. As he spoke, his face was full of smugness.

Yun Tian smiled helplessly when he saw this, and then looked at the warrior monks, and found that the temples on the side of their heads were really bulging, and the thin monk was not bad.

As soon as Yun Tian said a few good words, the thin monk was obviously happy, and hurriedly said a few words of modesty, but the look on his face could not deceive people. Seeing this, Yun Tian was ripe for his heart, so he made two requests to the thin monk while the iron was hot.

One is to find a place to spend the night near the library pavilion, ready to live in the temple permanently, and said that money is indispensable, so that the thin monk can rest assured.

The other is to help copy scriptures for free, and the reward is to borrow ancient books at will.

For a long time, no one was willing to listen to him for such a long time, let alone listen to him so seriously, and complimented him from time to time, the thin monk was at the moment of joy, so he took the initiative to help Yuntian arrange a vacant room nearby. He patted his chest and packed the ticket, saying that he must take care of several warrior monks in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and said that as long as Yuntian does not come out of this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, they will not prevent him from borrowing ancient books.

Yun Tian thanked him for a while, then entered the room where he was staying, put down the package on his back, and came to the Scripture Pavilion again. After entering, not to disturb the thin monk who was greeting others, Yun Tian followed the appearance of others, and also asked a warrior monk for a pen and paper, and then found a vacant seat, sat down to face the ancient books spread out in front of him, and the brush in his hand was dipped in ink from the inkstone on the side, and transcribed.

As soon as the tip of the pen fell, time passed quickly. Seeing that the sky was dark, most of the people around me finished writing the amount they were going to copy today, and left the temple to go home.

Sensing that someone was approaching, Yun Tian turned his head to look, it turned out to be the thin monk from before, who was obviously free at this time, came to Yun Tian, and said to Yun Tian with a smile: "Donor, the time has come, there is still more than half an hour now, and this place is about to close, if you want to read ancient books, hurry up, it will be the case every day in the future." ”