"Little master, have you ever seen a miscellaneous disciple cleaning the Hidden Scripture Pavilion?" Lin Changsheng asked as he pulled the little monk to clean up. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The little monk said: "Lin Gang Master, the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is also a Shaolin important place, although the monks can't help but come to read the scriptures, but the general miscellaneous disciples are not allowed to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, only some deacon monks who guard the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion can come in and clean it." As far as the young monks know, several of the deacon monks are over forty years old, and they live in the courtyard of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. ”

Lin Changsheng nodded, he looked at those rooms again, they all looked similar, and he couldn't tell if it was the place where the sweeping monk lived. He thought for a while, returned to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and said to a few monks, "I wonder if you can find those deacons and monks?"

Several monks glanced at each other, and one monk said, "Gang Master Lin wait a minute, the little monk will go to report to the uncle." ”

Soon, the little monk came with a middle-aged monk, and he saluted slightly: "Poor monk Hui'an, I have seen the Lin gang leader." ”

Lin Changsheng said: "The master is polite. ”

Hui'an said: "I don't know what happened to the Lin gang master looking for a few deacons and monks in my temple?"

Lin Changsheng said: "I have some doubts and want to ask them." ”

Hui'an nodded, he still had doubts in his heart, but Shaolin and the beggar gang were friendly, and Lin Changsheng was the leader of the beggar gang, so he couldn't help but give this face. He gave two orders, and a monk immediately went down. Soon, he walked in with a couple of deacon monks.

Deacons and monks are not counted among the Shaolin disciples, and in unpleasant words, they are miscellaneous servants and servants. There are two people who clean the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and they are both around 50 years old.

Lin Changsheng asked them one by one, asking if there were other sweeping monks in the Scripture Pavilion. But both shook their heads, indicating no. This made him feel even more strange, and he asked directly: "I wonder if you have seen an old monk of seventy or eighty years old here?"

The two continued to shake their heads and said, "I've never seen it." In addition to the senior monks of the Xuanzi generation, there do not seem to be elderly monks in the temple. ”

Hearing this, Lin Changsheng looked at Hui'an.

Hui'an said: "Not bad. Lin Gang Master, my Shaolin Temple monk, I have been enshrined when I get older, and the deacon monks are no exception. As far as I know, there are no old people over the age of sixty among the deacons and monks. ”

"This ......"

He was completely confused, how could this be? What about the sweeping monk? Where did he go?

Inexplicably, he was a little bored, walking around, his brows furrowing more and more. Hui'an and the others looked at each other, not knowing why.

After a long time, Lin Changsheng sighed and said, "Okay, I'm fine." This is my farewell!" he strode out of the Scripture Pavilion and walked quickly outside the temple. Hundreds of Shaolin disciples here blocked the group of heroes with the Arhat Great Array, and when they saw Lin Changsheng coming out, these people all looked at him one by one. Lin Changsheng was full of worries, and he didn't have time to take care of them, he walked directly to the outside of the Tianshan Vulture Palace, and asked the four of Mei Jian, "Have you ever come out?"

The fourth girl shook her head, and Lan Jian said curiously: "Young Venerable Lord, isn't the Venerable Lord with you?"

Lin Changsheng shook his head, jumped into the Shaolin Temple again. It was only when he walked to the back and saw many monks that he came back to his senses.

"Amitabha!" Xuan Sheng noticed Lin Changsheng and stepped forward and said, "Xuan Sheng has seen Gang Master Lin. ”

Lin Changsheng nodded, his gaze jumped over him, and he looked ahead. There were two corpses lying there, Murong Bo and Murong Fu. They died...... "Master, what about Xiao Feng's father and son?"

Xuan Sheng frowned and said, "When we arrived, we only saw the corpses of these two people, and we didn't see the Xiao father and son. Gang Master Lin, to Xiao Feng's donor, we have nothing to say, but Xiao Yuanshan ......"

He didn't finish his words, but Lin Changsheng understood what he meant. Xiao Yuanshan is a Khitan and full of hatred, although he killed Murong Bo and took revenge, but it is difficult to say what he thinks in his heart. If he is asked to return to Liao and leak out the Shaolin stunt, it will be a big trouble.

Lin Changsheng said: "Master Xuansheng, Xiao Feng is generous and chivalrous, I want to come to us to say it clearly, and we can get his approval." Xiao Yuanshan has had a lot of sins over the years, and it would be a good thing if he could become a monk in Shaolin. ”

Xuan Sheng nodded and said, "What Gang Master Lin said is very true. ”

"Uncle, uncle...... Found them, they were in the back mountain of Shaolin. At this time, a monk ran over and shouted loudly.

Xuan Sheng was full of excitement and said, "Go to the back mountain immediately." ”

The group hurried to the back mountain, and on a flat land in a mountain forest, they saw the Xiao father and son. It's not just the two of them...... Lin Changsheng's heart was shocked, and his eyes widened suddenly, there were two other people here, it was the Tong Grandma and the sweeping monk that he had never been able to find.

The current scene is very interesting, Grandma Tong and the sweeping monk are standing on two sides, as if they are facing each other, while Xiao Feng is standing between the two, and Xiao Yuanshan is standing next to Xiao Feng, separating the two.

What's going on? Could it be that Grandma Tong and the sweeping monk can't do it?

Lin Changsheng looked at Grandma Tong and the sweeping monks, but he really couldn't see that they were doing anything. However, the two should know each other. It's really strange, how could this old house girl know such a mysterious figure as a sweeping monk?

"Amitabha, I don't know who the master is?" asked Xuan Sheng.

The sweeping monk changed his salute slightly, and said: "The poor monk is just a deacon monk in Shaolin, and the master is polite." ”

Lin Changsheng frowned, deacon monk, you lied to the ghost.

Xuan Sheng and the others secretly glanced at each other, and they were also very strange. I only heard the sweeping monk say: "Master Wu, it's been more than 40 years, why should you mention the past grudges?

Grandma Tong shouted and scolded: "Stinky monk, don't fart there." The grudge of more than 40 years ago, we have ended him today. ”

"Amitabha!" said the sweeping monk slowly: "More than forty years ago, the old man was fascinated by women and had a grudge with the witch benefactor. karma led to the death of the senior brother, and the old man finally saw through it. For more than 40 years, Lao Wei has never been out of Shaolin, but he can guess that since the Wu donor is here, Li Qiushui must have been killed. Alas, when is the time for retribution? ”

"your stinking. Grandma Tong scolded and said with hatred: "If it weren't for you, the monk, how could my disciple die? ”

The latter sentence seems to point out the grievances between the two. Most people don't understand, but Lin Changsheng does. He was shocked and looked at the two of them in amazement.

The old monk knows Li Qiushui? Grandma Tong has a disciple? Is it really fake?

The sweeping monk shook his head slowly and said, "Let's go, let's go, let's go." The old monk is not young, it is said that he should have seen through life and death a long time ago, but the world is ignorant, no one is a Buddha, and Lao Qu is no exception. For my Shaolin, Lao Wei can't die yet. Wu Shi Shi, the old man asks for advice. ”

He stood up abruptly, his legs seemed to be raised, and he reappeared, but he was separated from Xiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan who had crossed the middle, and was only one meter away from Grandma Tong, far away.

Lin Changsheng's eyes shrank sharply, and he exclaimed, "It's so fast!"

Grandma Tong slapped a palm like lightning, like a sharp blade, straight into the abdomen of the sweeping monk. The sweeping monk clasped his hands together and didn't move, as if he didn't see her attack.

There was a muffled pop, and Grandma Tong's palm hit the sweeping monk's abdomen...... Lin Changsheng's eyes widened, the two seemed to have touched, but if you look closely, there is a small gap.

It seems that an invisible wall blocked Grandma Tong's blow.

Is this the method shown in the original book of the sweeping monk? This is much stronger than the original book.

"Amitabha!" The sweeping monk shouted the Buddha's name, and his whole body was full of energy, although the circulating qi wall was formless and substantial, it gave people a very strange feeling, as if there was a layer of water around the sweeping monk's body, blocking him from everyone's sight.

Grandma Tong's face changed, and she said angrily: "Great monk, I can't imagine that you have really practiced such divine skills......" As she spoke, her palms were superimposed, and another palm slammed directly into the chest of the sweeping monk.

The sweeping monk still did not block or dodge, his hands folded, and stood there quietly. The invisible wall of qi blocked Grandma Tong's attack, making her unable to advance an inch.

Grandma Tong slapped the sweeping monk with her palm, as if she was crazy, but no matter how she punched and kicked, she was blocked by the air wall in front of the sweeping monk, and she couldn't get a damn on him.

Such a fight made the eyes of the people around widen and shocked inexplicably.

This...... What is this? (To be continued.) )