In the middle of the night, the moon was in the sky, and the outside was as black as ink, both heavy and boundless as the sky, and the evening breeze was light, and the trees and weeds were fluttering.

At that time, there were no electric lights, no nightclubs, no computers, no mobile phones, and there were very few night owls in the lives of the ancients.

There was a slight snoring sound and a noise when turning over from the room behind the Fulai Inn, and we moved the camera to Shangguan Lingxue's room, and found that her room was simply decorated and nothing special, only a wooden table, a few small chairs, and a bed.

At this moment, Shangguan Lingxue was lying on the wooden bed, with a full cushion on her head, sleeping there heavily, moving her body very, very slightly from time to time, the corners of her mouth for some reason, she actually had a satisfied smile, her face was full of joy, and sometimes she would unconsciously squirm slightly with her cherry mouth, and she didn't know what she was thinking in her head. Is Shangguan Lingxue having a sweet dream at the moment? Why does Shangguan Lingxue look like this when she sleeps? These are really two questions, two interesting questions, and two questions that deserve people's deep thought.

At this time, there were two black figures that looked like cats. Coming lightly to the house behind the Fulai Inn, the two of them stopped in one place, near the body. They talked softly, then went their separate ways, and the two of them rushed in two different directions.

One of the tall black-clothed men was obviously a middle-aged veteran, and he was also very familiar with the Fulai Inn, so he saw him perform light skills, tiptoe to the ground, and the whole person quietly rushed into the houses in front of him. The whole person hurried forward for some distance, then flashed to the right, and then turned to the left. In the end, the man in black finally stopped outside the window of a house, and his forehead wrinkled into a pimple in the shape of a "king", obviously the man in black was very nervous at the moment.

The man in black leaned close to his ears and listened to what was going on inside, and found that nothing was moving. That's when I put my mind at ease. I took out a bamboo pipe from my arms, stretched out my fingers, poked at the paper window, and a hole appeared, and put the bamboo pipe into the hole, and the mouth near it blew gently, and bursts of pale white and tight mist slowly flew out of the bamboo pipe. Scattered into the room.

The man in black blew on the bamboo pipe for a long time, thinking that the amount of mist was sufficient. Then he stopped, leaned his ears and eyes into the holes in the paper, and stood there fixedly, without saying a word.

A long time passed, and the man in black saw that there was still no movement in the room, and knew that the people inside were really tricked, so he slowly put his hand on the window, and then used his internal force to push, and the window bolt broke in response, and then opened, and the man in black turned into the room through the window.

The man in black stood on his tiptoes, walked sneakily in this room, and slowly came to the only wooden bed in the room, and made sure that the person on the bed had sucked in the pale white mist, and fell asleep completely, and after not waking up for a while, the man in black put his mind at ease and exhaled softly. Then the man in black walked around the room, and finally looked at a tall beam in the room, and nodded his head slightly, as if he had made an important decision.

The man in black took out three books and a large piece of cloth from his arms, hugged the three books tightly with the cloth, pressed his feet to the ground, flicked his body, waved his hand holding the cloth, and then gave it away, and then the whole person slowly fell to the ground, and the second hand was empty.

Then the man in black slowly approached the window that came in, and as soon as his body jumped, the whole person came out of the room, turned around, closed the window tightly, and then performed light exercises again, and left outside.

The next morning, the sky gradually brightened, the mist gradually dispersed, and the cries of birds and roosters were faintly heard in the distance, and the air seemed to become fresher, and the outlines, textures and appearances of all things in the world became clearer and clearer, and the breath of flowers and leaves seemed to become more and more refreshing.

The plan of the year lies in the spring, and the plan of the day lies in the morning.

Although I don't know how many passers-by in the world died yesterday, although I don't know how many beautiful flowers withered yesterday, although I don't know how many rainbow-like past events were left in yesterday, but a new day is always beautiful, a new day is always full of hope and opportunity, a new day is always full of life, and a new day is always full of all kinds of wonderful and bizarre, beautiful twists and turns, and unpredictable things will happen - don't ask me why I say this, because I don't know.

Shangguan Lingxue, who had rested all night, moved her eyes, and then opened her eyelids unintentionally, and the whole person gradually woke up, and her consciousness slowly recovered, she felt that her head was a little dizzy, her body was a little uncomfortable, her hands and feet were also a little sore, and the things she saw were a little blurry, and she seemed to be shaking slightly.

Shangguan Lingxue didn't understand why she had such a reaction, obviously she slept so deeply last night, let alone being woken up, even if it was a dream, she hadn't sent a single one.

But why do you feel so uncomfortable today?

Shangguan Lingxue didn't think too much about it, she rolled over, then closed her eyes, and prepared to sleep again.

At a moment, there was a sound of knocking on the door, Shangguan Lingxue was very upset, she frowned, turned around, faced the door, and was about to ask, "Who?

However, the person who patted the door took a step ahead of Shangguan Lingxue, and said in a faint and stiff voice: "Please trouble Shangguan girl to open the door." Poor monk Shaolin abbot Wu Ci, we have something to ask Shangguan girl. ”

Shangguan Lingxue heard that the comer not only called her "Shangguan girl", but also called herself the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Wuci, her heart sank, some cold sweat rose on her back, the whole person didn't know how, suddenly had a strong premonition, felt that something very important was going to happen, her head didn't seem to hurt anymore, her spirit seemed to be much more sober all of a sudden, and her body seemed to have recovered a lot of strength.

Since the other party is the abbot of Shaolin, with such a big identity, he actually came to find himself from afar across the mountains and rivers, so it must be because of something important.

But what did the abbot of Shaolin Temple come to do with him?

The so-called those who come are not good, and those who are good do not come.

Could it be that the three monks and their uncles and nephews were shameless and reversed, although they took the three martial arts cheats and left, but they were afraid that they would copy a copy of it, so they returned to the temple and led the Shaolin abbot to kill them together, wanting to quietly kill me and Lu Shaoyun, to kill people ruthlessly, and then to destroy the corpse?

How can an upright Shaolin man do such a thing......?

Shangguan Ling Xue thought about it for a while, and felt that maybe her brain was too powerful and she thought too much, maybe the other party came with good intentions.

The old monk of the empty ring looked honest and kind, and he didn't look like a person who would do such a shameless thing.

Besides, although he stole the three martial arts cheats of Shaolin Temple, he returned them all in the end.

The most important thing is that after all, he stepped forward and saved the monk called emptiness, which can be regarded as a life-saving grace for them Shaolin people.

Maybe the abbot of the Shaolin faction came with good intentions, and he knew that he was the life-saving benefactor of the empty monk, so he led the Shaolin monks to thank him.

If the Shaolin sect is not only so good at disguise, but also wolf-hearted, and falls into their hands, I can be regarded as admitting.

(To be continued.) )