With the bell of Shaolin Temple, the night opened, sweeping the whole land, the bright moonlight gently poured down the brilliance of the ground, and the bright stars adorned the vast sky.

When the moonlight quietly fell into the clouds, three black shadows flew above the eaves, and Zongzheng, Xianjie and Sorrow jumped on the roof.

Sadness is a Shaolin disciple, and he often sneaks down the mountain to steal wine and meat, so he is very clear about going up and down the mountain, even if it is all the routes in the temple to avoid patrolling, so under his guidance, the three of them came smoothly to the roof opposite the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The three of them lay on the roof, and under the cover of the night, the disciples who passed by did not notice it at all.

Sadness once thought that he would take Zongzheng into Shaolin with Righteousness, but thinking that Zongzheng's identity was special, and for his true identity, he promised not to say it, so naturally this volume could not be handed over to Zongzheng in name, and he also knew that the martial arts grudge of the year, Zongzheng was resentful, but I was afraid that it would be difficult to convince several uncles and brothers in the temple for a while, if the conflict was caused again, it would further deepen the misunderstanding, and I had to take Zongzheng secretly to get it.

This scripture pavilion is a Shaolin forbidden place, which contains far more than just martial arts classics, and the secrets in this scripture pavilion are also mysterious, here is not only a forbidden place, but also a place of Shaolin Longtan, no one can know the depth of the water.

And Zong Zheng first set foot in martial arts, he didn't know the depth of Shaolin at all, he tilted his head sideways, and asked in a low voice: "Master, where is the scroll in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion?"

"I remember that there was a small box on the bottom of the bookshelf on the right side of the door, and the scroll was stored in the box, and it had not changed its position for many years, and it should still be there." ”

Zong Zheng let out an 'oh', and then stared at the Hidden Scripture Pavilion with his eyes blazing, gesturing with his hands.

"Boy, are you going to break through? That's not going to work!" Sadly looked at Zong Zheng's eager appearance, and couldn't help but remind nervously,

Zong Zheng shook his head slightly, and then said to Sadness: "Master, in a while, you will go down to lure away the disciples below the Hidden Scripture Pavilion. ”

Fu turned his head to Xianjie on the other side and said: "Xian'er, after the master leads away the people below, you will fly to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, and when you see someone, you will fly away after a moment of fighting, remember, don't fight." ”

Xianjie replied softly, "Well, okay. ”

Sadness saw Zongzheng's intentions, and praised: "Stinky boy, your plan to divert the tiger from the mountain is very good! However, I can remind you, don't damage the Hidden Scripture Pavilion. ”

Zong Zheng knew the sorrowful concerns, after all, he was a Shaolin disciple, and he still cared for Shaolin, so he replied: "Master don't worry, I just went in to get the scroll, and naturally I won't damage the books and scriptures inside." ”

After hearing Zongzheng's promise, he only said, "The old monk went down first." Then he flew down.

Zong Zheng immediately held back his sorrow and admonished: "See you at the fork in the woods." ”

"Remembered. After saying that, he put on a mask, flew down, and went straight to the Scripture Pavilion.

The disciples who were patrolling below saw someone flying towards them and shouted, 'There is an assassin, come quickly.' ’

Immediately, the dark hills that were lying around the trees poured out together, and the sorrow was not surprising at all, he knew it well.

After a fight, several disciples on duty on the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion also wanted to go down to support when they saw this, and when they were about to go downstairs, an old monk's thick voice came from the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, "This is to transfer the tiger from the mountain, you just need to guard the gate, and you don't have to go anywhere." With that, the room was quiet again.

All the disciples replied in unison, "Yes, Senior Uncle Ancestor." Then he withdrew to the corridor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and raised twelve points of mental vigilance.

Seeing that there was a moment of fighting, Sorrow turned over and flew away from the wall, and the disciples immediately chased after him with sticks.

Xianjie saw that the people below chased after the sorrow and left, and then according to Zongzheng's plan, she lifted her breath and flew to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and several disciples on duty at the door immediately alerted when they saw someone flying over, raising their sticks to greet each other, Xianjie did not dare to take the sword out of the sheath, but greeted each other with the scabbard, only for a moment, the disciples were beaten and screamed, and lay down on the ground.

After all the disciples fell down one by one, Xian Jie carefully pushed open the door of the Scripture Pavilion.

When the door opened, I saw an old monk with white eyebrows sitting on the aisle, his eyes closed, and his old hand slowly turning the prayer beads, kind and peaceful, without any sense of nervousness and panic.

"The donor doesn't know what he wants to do when he comes to this scripture pavilion?" asked bitterly, with the demeanor of a monk between his eyebrows.

Xianjie didn't reply, and thought to herself: "Brother Zheng told me not to fight, I have to lure this monk away as soon as possible, if the disciples who are chasing the Master of Sorrow rush back, I'm afraid that Brother Zheng will come in again, I'm afraid it will be difficult to do!"

So Xianjie didn't answer, raised the scabbard and stabbed at Kuzhi, so bitter that before she opened her eyes, she instantly grabbed the scabbard with two palms, Xianjie struggled but couldn't move, her expression was shocked, she didn't expect that the old monk in front of her had the ability to replace the purpose with ears.

And he was stunned, he knew that what he was holding was not a long sword, but a scabbard, and he already knew in his heart that the person who came was not a vicious person.

Xianjie subconsciously used her left hand to throw the books on the shelf at Kuzhi, but thinking of her brother's promise to grief and not damage the scriptures, she retracted her left hand in time.

Immediately, he had to pull out the scabbard and raise his sword to stab at the bitter zhi, but he also reduced three points of strength, for fear of being injured.

Master Kuzhi faintly felt a cold sword aura, his eyes immediately stood up, and then he used his internal force to clamp the long sword between his two fingers, and a cold aura immediately invaded his two fingers, and he was so bitter that he was shocked. Then he took advantage of the situation and pulled Xianjie and the sword backwards.

Xianjie retreated behind the bitter to the bitter to tear the strength of the bitter to, although the sword was raised, but could not bear to do it again, just wanted to evacuate quickly, looking back and seeing a broom on the Buddha platform, thinking that a broom was insignificant, so he used his left hand to move the exercise, threw the broom to the bitter to, bitter to raise his sleeves, and wanted to bounce the broom away, but for some reason he temporarily stopped.

Taking advantage of this moment, Xianjie picked up the scabbard and left.

Thinking of the Shui Bing Sword, he immediately flew after him, and when he went out of the door, he saw a group of disciples lying on the ground wailing, and ordered: "You quickly send someone to ask for support." ”

Immediately, he chased after the figure of Xianjie flying away.

Zong Zheng saw that Xianjie had entered the pavilion for a long time and had not come out, he was very worried, he wanted to go in to see what was going on, but suddenly saw Xianjie flying out safely, and his heart was at ease.

Zong Zheng saw that there was an old monk flying out behind Xianjie, and he knew that the strategy had worked, so he immediately flew to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, those disciples were already injured, and before they could react, Zong Zheng pointed them one by one, and then carefully walked into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and saw that there was no one in the Pavilion, so he came to the bottom of the right side of the Scripture Pavilion according to the position that the sad master said.

Zong Zheng carefully rummaged for a while, took out a small box from the shelf, the box was a little dusty, there was a small lock on it, Zong Zheng gathered internal force to the small lock and shook it, the lock was opened, Zong Zheng untied the small lock, opened the box, and saw that there was indeed a scroll inside, and there was a blank paper left on the scroll, on which the book ' Zong Wei asked, Shaolin preservation' eight words, Zong Zheng took out the volume, opened it, only to see that the above words are all Tianzhu characters, I don't understand at all, thinking that time is pressing, I had to roll the volume into my arms, and then cover the box and put it back in its original place.

Just about to leave, after walking a few steps, he was suddenly mixed by the broom under his feet, Zong Zheng looked at his feet, saw that it was a broom, he didn't care, but in an instant he saw that there seemed to be something on the head of the bamboo handle, and then he looked down and took a closer look, sure enough, there was really a rolled book on the head of the bamboo handle, and he couldn't help but wonder: "Who is it that would hide the book on the broom, strange!"

Unable to suppress his curiosity, Zong Zheng bent down and picked up the broom, took out the book, wanted to see what kind of book it was, and unfolded it to see, it was the "Big Buddha Sutra Middle Volume", Zong Zheng's eyes suddenly lit up, full of surprise.

Suddenly, there was a noisy sound outside, and Zong Zheng knew that reinforcements must have arrived, so he immediately hid the scriptures in his arms and immediately left.

After Sorrow led a monk to the back mountain bamboo forest, he wanted to quietly bypass the group of disciples and go to the grove, just at this time, Sadness and Anger arrived, Sadness and Anger fought for a few rounds, lost to the senior brother, and was taken the opportunity to remove the mask by Sadness, Sadness recognized Sadness by the moonlight, and shouted: "Senior brother, why are you?"

Seeing that the grief and indignation senior brother had seen through it, Sorrow immediately stopped the fight and looked at Grief and Anger with a shameful face.

Sadly and indignantly, he said: "Senior brother, where have you been all these years? We have never been able to find you, and several senior uncles and senior brothers are worried about you! Why don't you come back?"

Sadly and ashamedly explained: "Ever since my junior brother was wronged, I feel that I am sorry for all my senior brothers and uncles, and I have no shame to face you. ”

Grief and indignation asked, "Senior brother, don't you know? We have already found out that it was the person named Zongzheng who did it, and the Zongjian Sect has personally sent someone to apologize." ”

Sadly replied: "I already knew about this matter, and I also knew that you also worked together to kill that Zongzheng. ”

Grief and indignation rebuked, "Since you already know, why don't you return? ”

Sadness is a quick temper, and finally I can't help it, and said bluntly: "Senior brother, senior brother has always thought that the murderer behind this is not that Zongzheng, and I have been secretly investigating this matter for the past year, so I have never returned to the temple." ”

Seeing that it was not appropriate to speak here, Grief took his sad hand and said: "Don't talk about these for the time being, you go back with me first, if you have anything to say, you might as well say it in front of your brother and uncle, everyone misses you very much." ”

Sad thought that he would go back to the grove to join Zongzheng, so he wanted to excuse himself, but Sad and angry pulled him back to the temple, and Sad had to follow Sad and angry.

Xianjie was so bitter that she couldn't give up, and the bitter master had profound skills, and then she came to the top, and jumped in front of Xianjie and blocked Xianjie's way.

Xianjie held the sword opposite each other, bitter but had no fighting intent, he knew that Xianjie had no murderous intent, otherwise Fang Cai would never show mercy to his subordinates, but asked Xianjie: "How can you have a water ice sword?"

Hearing this, Xianjie did not answer, but wondered in her heart, this water ice sword has just started, how does he know that the sword in my hand is the water ice sword, so he asked: "How do you know that this is the water ice sword?"