In the square in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, there was a lot of people, and in the face of the long-planned kicking of the foreign Buddhists, almost all the Shaolin disciples rushed to support, making the entire Shaolin except for the square, and other places were silent.

In the silence, the slightest sound will stand out.

At this moment, a figure was walking quickly towards the back mountain, where there was a quaint wooden building.

This is a monk with a bright head, and his feet are moving quickly, and after a while, he has come to the quiet path in front of the wooden building.

The monk looked left and right, and after confirming that there was no one around, he quickly crossed the path to the wooden building.

This wooden building is only two stories high, and above the gate hangs a somewhat old wooden plaque, on which are written the three big characters "Tibetan Scripture Pavilion".

This monk is Jingfa, and the purpose of his coming to Shaolin is this Hidden Scripture Pavilion, so he sneaked out of the crowd while the previous battle between Miaoxin and Zhitong was fighting.

Today is a big day in Shaolin, and the big movement in front of the Daxiong Treasure Hall has already attracted the attention of the monks of the whole temple, so at this time, there should be no one guarding the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, even if someone is guarding, he doesn't care about forcibly breaking through by force, because no matter how big the movement he makes, it is absolutely impossible to be bigger than the competition on the side of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

He only hoped that the mysterious monk in the Pavilion would still remain in the Pavilion.

Since he has been hiding in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and not coming out, he should be a monk who doesn't like to be lively, right?

Jing Fa comforted himself like this in his heart, because he faintly felt that if Shaolin was defeated today, then all the monks would be sent away, and when the time came, it would be even more difficult to find clues about He Zhichu.

Jing Fa, who came to the front of the Scripture Pavilion, remembered the strange scene he saw when he first came here, breathed a long sigh of relief, encouraged himself, touched his bright head, and resolutely pushed open the door of the Scripture Pavilion.

He didn't put his legs into the door, but first put the shiny head into it, the meaning is obvious, that is, no matter what mechanism or master you are hiding inside, I will first show my identity as a monk, I am my own person, so I won't make it difficult for me, right?

Sure enough, this trick worked, and after entering the door, nothing happened.

Now he was finally relieved, and began to slowly search in the Scripture Pavilion.

The Scripture Pavilion is called the Scripture Pavilion, and it is naturally a place to collect scriptures.

Rows and rows of bookshelves are neatly arranged here, and various Buddhist scriptures are placed on the shelves.

Legend in the martial arts is that in addition to the scriptures, there are also many martial arts masteries in the scripture pavilion, but Jingfa found a pass in it, in addition to the scriptures or scriptures, how can there be a little shadow of martial arts cheats.

Of course, Jingfa's purpose was not to have any martial arts secrets, he came to find people, and a living person would be easily found if he was nearby, but he searched all over the first floor, but he didn't see a single figure, so he stretched out his eyes to the second floor.

There is only one wooden staircase leading from the first floor to the second floor, and when you step on it, you will make a creaking sound.

Today's Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is very quiet, so Jing Fa stepped on this foot, and the sound made was particularly eye-catching, lingering around, endlessly, and when he successfully stepped into the second floor, the sound seemed to be still echoing on the first floor.

The layout of the second floor and the first floor is similar, and there are also rows of bookshelves and scriptures.

But here, there is a little more dust, and it can be seen that few people enter.

Jingfa immediately searched carefully between the various bookshelves, and when he came to the middle pair of bookshelves, he suddenly saw some footprints on the ground, and they were still very new.

It seems that this mysterious monk is still in the Scripture Pavilion, but he doesn't know where to hide to read.

Jingfa was overjoyed in his heart, and did not approach the footprints, but just followed the footprints from a distance.

As he walked, he suddenly noticed that the footprints had disappeared inexplicably, as if the owner of the footprints had disappeared out of thin air.

At this moment, suddenly, a cold breath shot out from the shadows behind the bookshelf, and Jing Fa didn't even think about jumping up, putting his head on the left bookshelf and kicking the right bookshelf, as if he was drying clothes with his brother who was not thin.

He looked down and saw that there was an extra sword where he had been standing, and the person holding the sword was a black-clad masked man.

The man in black was a little stunned, he had already calculated all the possible directions in which the other party could dodge his sword before making a move, and had prepared all the countermeasures.

No one has ever survived his shadow sword, because no one can escape his calculations, and even if the first sword is narrowly dodged, the second sword will also die.

But today, Jingfa's dodging method was beyond his calculations, so he didn't react for a while.

And Jing Fa was even more confused, because he posed this pose just now out of instinct, and he didn't even think about it.

"His grandfather's, I'm addicted to drying clothes!" Jing Fa scolded secretly in his heart, but his mind didn't stop, and when he saw that the other party was a man in black, he knew that like those people he saw when he first went up the mountain, he also wanted to come to Shaolin to take advantage.

Since it's not the person I'm looking for, Jingfa doesn't have any worries in his heart, so I'll beat you all over the ground to find your teeth.

As soon as he finished thinking about this in his mind, he was about to fight back, but Jing Fa suddenly fell with a bang without thinking about it, hit the ground with his buttocks, and smashed into the sword of the man in black accurately, just like smashing rice with his fat senior brother.

only heard a click, and the long sword was crushed by Jingfa's buttocks.

All of this only happened in an instant, from the man in black out of the sword, to Jingfa's "drying clothes", and then to Jingfa's "Chungmi", it all adds up to a blink of an eye.

Jingfa sat on the ground, looking inexplicable, and the man in black was even more inexplicable, he already knew that he had met a master today, he couldn't figure out why this master didn't go to the Daxiong Treasure Hall to help, but he knew that he couldn't get any benefits, so without saying a word, he took a leap and went directly out of the window on the second floor.

The man in black shuttled quickly through the forest, and only stopped until he had completely escaped from the Shaolin Temple, took off his mask, and gasped for breath.

At this moment, a figure appeared in front of the man in black.

"Amitabha, can this benefactor tell me who sent you to the Scripture Pavilion?"

As soon as the words fell, I saw a sneer suddenly appear on the corner of the black-clothed man's mouth, which was extremely inconsistent with his somewhat nervous face.

His pupils reflected the appearance of the monk in front of him, as if someone was watching the monk through a window.

Immediately afterwards, the black-clothed man's smile suddenly stiffened, and in an instant, the whole person turned into a piece of powder and dissipated with the wind.

When the monk saw this, his brow furrowed, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Jing Fa didn't know the tragic fate of the man in black after leaving the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, he only knew that the person he was looking for hadn't been found yet, so he continued to search on the second floor.

After a while, he saw a wooden table behind a bookshelf, on which lay a teacup with clear tea in it, and it was still steaming upward.

At this moment, he suddenly saw a tall shadow appear on the ground in front of him, completely covering his shadow.

Immediately after, hearing an ouch, Jing Fa's figure flew directly out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and galloped quickly in the direction of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.