Shan Feng and Sports cautiously walked into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and through the starlight that spilled in through the crack in the door, the two saw that the first floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion was just a hall, and there was a wooden ladder leading to the second floor in the right back corner of the hall.

The intruder apparently didn't linger in the hall, so the two of them went up to the second floor as well. The second floor was pitch black, and Shanfeng was about to turn on the fire fold he was carrying with him, but he was stopped by sports.

They weren't sure if the other party was on the second floor right now, so if Shanfeng lit the fire, it was very likely that they would be exposed first. But fortunately, the two often compete until midnight, and they can distinguish objects in this darkness, so be careful not to bump into things.

"Isn't it here?" said to the sport, because it was obvious that the black shadow was a master when he saw the black shadow jumping on the roof before, and the other party had entered this scripture pavilion before himself, and it was very likely that he had already gone to the third floor.

Sports shook his head and motioned for Shanfeng to silence, he was 100% sure that the man was still on the second floor. The other party went in the wrong direction several times above the roof at first, obviously not too familiar with the terrain of the Shaolin Temple. As for this scripture pavilion, even Shaolin monks rarely enter, so the other party should not reach the third floor so quickly.

Shanfeng saw a Buddhist scripture on the wooden shelf beside him, but because it was too dark, he couldn't see what scriptures were written.

"He must have come to the Scripture Pavilion for the Four Great Wonders, then he must have lit the fire, otherwise he would not be able to read the words like this. Sports saw the movement of the mountain and guessed.

Shanfeng nodded in affirmation, but thinking of Old Man Du's story, the peerless masters are all able to see thousands of miles at night, and he is a little worried about whether this intruder will also have such skills.

This is what Shanfeng thinks too much, you must know that for thousands of years in martial arts, every generation that can be called a peerless master is just a hand, and it is absolutely counted on one hand. And the one they met, of course, was not, because they saw a faint flash of fire. Seven or eight rows of bookshelves away, the intruder lit a fire.

Both of them were happy in their hearts, and slowly moved towards the firelight. Sports and the mountain peaks approached the firelight, excited and nervous. The excitement was because this was probably the first time they had faced the so-called "opponent", and the nervous thing was that this was the Shaolin Forbidden Land Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and they didn't know anything about the strength of the other party, maybe they were sending them to death.

The two of them carefully walked around the five wooden frames, and they were only more than ten meters away from the firelight. The intruder was apparently leaning over the scriptures, making a faint sound of pages.

Just as the two hesitated to move closer, the man straightened up, and the two finally saw the man's side face.

"Mongols!" the mountain and sports looked at each other, and their eyes were surprised.

At that time, the men of the Central Plains had long hair, which was generally wrapped around their heads or tied behind their heads. Most of them are only monks who have a bald head because of shaving. At that time, most Mongolian men shaved their forehead or top hair, and twisted the long hair at the back of their head into a long braid, or multiple small braids. Therefore, the Mongols are still very easy to recognize.

This is the first time I have seen the Mongols with my own eyes, but Old Man Du has heard a lot of stories and knows what the Mongols are like. As for sports, he had seen the Mongols at a very young age.

Sports gritted his teeth, the corners of his mouth trembled, and his eyes were full of anger. When Shanfeng saw the appearance of sports, he was also strange in his heart, and Shanfeng had always thought that sports were a good-tempered person.

Because most of the sports are usually hunched and shrunk, I see other monks with their heads down. And the way sports are now, it looks like a completely different person.

Sports glanced at the mountain peak, and with a stroke of his finger, he motioned for the mountain peak and him to outflank the Mongols from both sides. Shanfeng nodded, moving his steps cautiously to approach the other party.

The two men had already circled behind the Mongol, who was still flipping through the scriptures, completely oblivious to the fact that the mountains and sports were approaching him.

When he saw that the distance was about the same, he raised his hand and the two of them shot towards the Mongolian man in a row. Just when the two of them were about to photograph the Mongol, the Mongol seemed to have eyes next to him, and lay down to avoid the attack of the two.

The incident happened suddenly, neither Shanfeng nor Sports expected that the other party would find them at the last moment, and they couldn't accept it, and the two of them slapped each other and took two steps back.

It turned out that the Mongol was flipping through a book, and suddenly noticed that two people were shooting at him in the reflection of the fire fold, so he fell on the spot.

The Mongolian name is Kukumen, and he is the general of the Mongolian army's southern expedition, and he came to Shaolin Temple this time to find the four great scriptures. He has been squatting outside the Shaolin Temple for a month, just in time for the monks of the Shaolin Temple to be sick all day because of the ceasefire in the back kitchen, so he sneaked into the temple tonight.

He was extremely careful along the way, and when he arrived at the Scripture Pavilion, he found it strange that there were no guards. But I didn't expect to be found while rummaging through the scriptures.

After the door fell to the ground, he rolled to the edge through the gap under the wooden frame, and immediately extinguished the fire. Kumen squatted on the ground and listened carefully, he took it for granted that the Shaolin Temple was definitely surrounding the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, so he didn't run away at the first time.

At the very least, there was darkness in the Scripture Pavilion, which would allow him to hide for a while.

Both Shanfeng and Sports breathed, neither of them expected that the other party would actually dodge at the last moment. Shan Feng didn't expect that the palm just now was so strong, he almost couldn't stand.

Because Kukumen extinguished the fire, although the mountain peak and sports were not far apart, they didn't speak, because they knew that there was only one Kukumen, so they were afraid that they would expose their position by talking and would be attacked by the other party. So both of them stood upright, very vigilant.

On the other hand, Kukumen couldn't hear a single movement, and he didn't dare to make a move, he didn't know that there were only two people, the mountain peak and the sports, so he was afraid that he would be surrounded if he moved.

After almost a quarter of an hour, Kukumen finally couldn't resist the dead silence. Gritting his teeth, he opened the fire fold and threw it. The fire fold streaked through several wooden frames high in the air, illuminating a large space.

Shanfeng and Sports saw each other the moment the fire fold was thrown, and Sports immediately rushed in the direction where the fire fold was thrown. And the mountain peak was rushing towards the fire fold, and he had a thought in his heart, there were so many scriptures in this scripture pavilion, if the fire fold smashed on the scriptures and burned, it would be over.

The moment he threw out the fire fold, he rushed in the opposite direction, because the moment the fire fold illuminated, he had already seen the wooden ladder leading to the third floor.

"It's okay!" Shan Feng let out a sigh of relief, his left hand grasping the fire fold that had been thrown out by the Kukumen. The fire fold almost smashed on a pile of scriptures, and if the mountain peak was not caught in time, there would definitely be a fire.

On the other side, Kukumen had already stepped on the first step of the wooden ladder leading to the third floor, but the sports had already arrived, and with a move of the dragon claw, he grabbed Kukumen's vest.

Suddenly, Kumen felt the strong wind behind him, turned around and swept out with one leg, and the momentum sank. After all, the dragon claw hand of sports is dreamed of in a dream, and it is far from the real dragon claw hand, although it is sports that strikes first, but this time the leg of Kukumen is the last to come.

Seeing that he was about to be swept away, Sports twisted his body in the air, and suddenly swept his bald head with his leg. "Good! "Sports heart hairy, I didn't expect the other party's leg to be so fast, if it weren't for the fact that he often goes up and down the mountain to carry water back and forth, with excellent stability and changes his body shape in the air, I'm afraid that I will be swept away by this leg.

At this time, it was the fire fold that fell and was caught by the mountain peak, so the sports and the Kukumen side suddenly darkened. How dare Kumen fight for a long time, and immediately rushed upstairs.

"Gymnastics! "Gymnastics!" "Sports looked at Ku Men and went upstairs, shouting, this is rushing to the third floor.

Shanfeng heard the shouts of sports, and threw the fire fold in his hand to the sports place. Sports rushed to the third floor, grabbed back with his left hand, and caught the fire fold thrown by the mountain peak without any mistake. This is the tacit understanding that occurs when two people usually throw vegetables to each other when cooking in the kitchen.

Sports went up to the third floor, and the mountain peaks were also in hot pursuit.

"It's strange why there are so many of the same scriptures in the Scripture Pavilion. ”

When Shan Feng picked up the fire fold just now, he found that most of the scriptures on the two wooden shelves beside him just now were repeated. Moreover, it is exactly the same as the ten or two scriptures sold by the Kaye Hall in front of the Mahavira Hall.