The place where Master Xuancheng once lived has long been empty. There was no dust on the tables and chairs, but the beds were completely devoid of temperature. Obviously, it was uninhabited for a while.

Lin Changsheng sighed, and unconsciously recalled the only time the two met.

He shook his head with emotion, but he was slightly startled by the sound in his ears, and when he looked back, he saw a monk walking in with a rag and a broom.

The monk began to keep his head down, so that people could not see his face clearly, and when he came in, he slowly raised his head—thick eyebrows, big eyes, a big flat and collapsed nose, and a rather ugly appearance.

Such an ugly monk called Lin Changsheng was immediately stunned, and two words popped up in his heart - Xuzhu!

He forgot to move for a while, and saw that he could see him through the lattice window on the wall. He was shocked and exclaimed, "Who are you?"

Lin Changsheng was stunned, and saw that Xuzhu turned around to run, and his body flashed, like a wisp of strong wind, blocking the door. He said, "Don't shout, I have something to ask you." ”

Xuzhu clasped his hands together, looked at Lin Changsheng vigilantly, and said, "I don't know who the donor is, why is it in my Shaolin Temple?"

Lin Changsheng didn't answer him, but asked, "How did Master Xuancheng die?"

Xuzhu was stunned for a moment and said, "Uncle Xuancheng was inspired by my Buddha and passed away peacefully. ”

Lin Changsheng frowned, did he die naturally? He said, "Are you sure?"

Xuzhu said: "The little monk is sure." ”

Lin Changsheng sighed secretly and said, "When Xuan Cheng died, what happened in the temple? Or did you hear any other news?"

Xuzhu was at a loss. After a long while, he suddenly said, "By the way, before Uncle Shi died." My Shaolin Temple was broken into, that person not only stole into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but also entered the Bodhi Temple, injured several senior brothers of the little monk, and robbed a scripture book. The little monk heard that this scripture is my Shaolin treasure. ”

Lin Changsheng's eyes lit up, and he said, "Then after Master Xuancheng dies, can there be news of this Shaolin treasure?"

Xuzhu shook his head. Said: "These little monks don't know. Donor, you stole into Shaolin, somehow?"

Lin Changsheng sighed secretly. He is a small mountain in this matter, and he doesn't know if he thinks about it. He said, "Okay, I'm just coming to see an old friend, I don't want him to pass away." ”

Xuzhu said strangely: "Are the donors friends with Master Xuancheng?"

Lin Changsheng didn't reply to him. On the contrary, it is a little distracted. It wasn't until he called out twice that he came to his senses. With a wry smile, Lin Changsheng looked at Xuzhu, a stirring spirit in his brain, and said secretly: "This stupid boy has a good chance, but ...... Wouldn't it be better if you accepted the skill of Wuyazi and learned the Northern Spiritual Skill?" He couldn't help but be happy, and he looked at the void bamboo strangely.

Suddenly. Xu Zhu was startled, he felt that Lin Changsheng looked at him very strangely. But the next moment, his brain suddenly dizzy, hazy, as if someone was swinging in front of his eyes, the effect was vague, but it seemed to be very clear, so that he couldn't tell the truth from the false for a while.

Slowly, his eyes went dark, and the person lost consciousness. Lin Changsheng leaned on the wooden chair with Xuzhu and said to himself: "Xuzhu, you monk likes Shaolin, so I will pass on the Shenzu Sutra to you." Give me your chance. But if you want to break that Zhenlong chess game, you have to plan carefully. Really, I knew that I would have gone to the bottom of the Sword Lake Palace at that time, and I would have seen the Zhenlong chess game. ”

Muttering quietly, Lin Changsheng walked out of Xuancheng's residence and walked cautiously. Soon, he arrived at the Daxiong Treasure Hall, where he was unaware of the sound of chanting, and when he looked at it, it was a bald head of all sizes, and at the front, there was a high platform, on which lay a monk.

Come to think of it, it was the Xuanku Master who died not long ago.

In the original book, Xuan Ku saw Qiao Feng before he died, and mistakenly thought that it was Qiao Feng who killed him, but now it is different, Qiao Feng came from Wuxi, at least two days, Xuan Ku obviously did not see him, otherwise I am afraid it will be another trouble.

"Are they all here?"

Lin Changsheng raised his eyebrows, and Wu walked out from the hiding place. He didn't move much, but it wasn't small, and the little monks who were chanting the scriptures couldn't see him, but some of the old monks heard the sound and looked at him one by one.

"Who?"

With a loud shout, the two monks got up at the same time, one left and one right, and instantly jumped to both sides behind Lin Changsheng, blocking his way.

"Amitabha!" As soon as the Buddha horn sounded, Xuan Ci led the Xuanzi monks to slowly come out. He looked at Lin Changsheng and said, "I don't know who the donor is, why did you steal into Shaolin?"

Lin Changsheng looked at the old monk lightly and thought of Ye Erniang. In the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations, his heart was agitated, but he forgot about the second wicked person, otherwise Ye Erniang was afraid that he would not be able to live today.

This old monk just watched Ye Erniang do evil and didn't care, he should be punished!

With a sneer, he said, "Xuan Ci, I won't say much, I just want to ask you, when Master Xuan Cheng died, did you see anything else in front of his corpse?"

Xuan Ci was slightly stunned, glanced at the other monks, and a monk said, "I don't know what the donor said?"

Lin Changsheng frowned and said, "You just need to tell me, yes or no." ”

"Amitabha!" Xuan Ci said: "The donor is really domineering. My senior brother Xuancheng died naturally, and there was nothing before he died, how did he get anything else?"

Lin Changsheng's face turned pale and said, "Really not?"

Xuan Ci clasped his hands together and said, "The monks don't speak. ”

Lin Changsheng was furious in his heart, his face became extremely ugly, and he couldn't help but say to himself: "Is this really the case?

Although his voice was small, all the monks here were highly cultivated, and they could clearly hear him talking to himself. Xuan Ci and the others were all shocked, and they didn't know why he said this?

Another senior monk couldn't help but say: "Why does the donor say this?"

Lin Changsheng snorted, glanced at them coldly, and said, "Because there is the Yijin Sutra beside the great monk Xuancheng." ”

"What?" all the monks were shocked, and Xuan Ci said: "Don't say anything about the donor. ”

Lin Changsheng laughed and said, "What kind of nonsense? His Yijin Sutra was given to him by me personally. Master Xuancheng is kind to me, and I want to see if the Yi Jin Jing can save him. ”

The monks changed, and one monk said, "It turned out to be you." Wounding the monks. You are the one who stole the Scriptures. ”

"Hmph!" Lin Changsheng said, "Yes, it's me." That night, I happened to meet the great monk Xuancheng. Thanks to his explanation, I benefited a lot. Therefore, I deliberately left the Yi Jin Sutra to the great monk, hoping to be useful to him. I asked you, but the next day he was killed. ”

"Amitabha!" Xuan Ci's voice sank, and the monks around him moved slowly. Unconsciously, they surrounded Lin Changsheng. Xuan Ci said: "What the donor said is good. But I waited, and I didn't see the Yijin Sutra. ”

Lin Changsheng snorted with a pale face, and said secretly in his heart. Who could it be? Is it Xiao Yuanshan? Or Murong Bo? It seems that Murong Bo is more likely, but didn't he go to kill Xuan Bei during that time?

His mind was in turmoil for a while, and he couldn't identify the murderer, and the more he thought about it, the more confused his mind became. and the anger in my heart grew. He doesn't suffer from the easy tendon meridian. But he was sorry for Master Xuancheng, and he was also annoyed by his recklessness. If he hadn't given him the Yijin Sutra himself, maybe he wouldn't have this difficulty. Damn, damn it......

Xuan Ci and the other monks looked at his ever-changing face, and made eye contact one by one. Suddenly, a monk said: "So, the one who stole into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is also the donor?"

Lin Changsheng turned around and glanced at the monk who was speaking. Said: "There are quite a few people who have stolen into the Scripture Pavilion, who knows who you found the flaws left behind." ”

The monks changed color again. Xuan Ci exclaimed, "The donor has seen other people in the Scripture Pavilion?"

Lin Changsheng snorted, looked at Xuan Ci with a smile, and said, "Then you shouldn't ask me, you should ask yourself." As far as I know, those people are here because of you. Xuan Ci, you won't forget the sins you did. ”

Xuan Ci's face changed greatly, and a monk immediately shouted: "Bold! The donor not only stole into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but also stole the treasure of our temple, Yijin Sutra, and now he is even more slandering the abbot master of our temple, which is too presumptuous." Today, you should give me an explanation for Shaolin, otherwise you don't want to go down the mountain. ”

Lin Changsheng smiled disdainfully and said, "What you said is good. Can I go down the mountain if I give you an explanation? I have a lot of Shaolin stunts recorded in my head, so you great monks can rest assured that I will go down the mountain?"

The monks were moved, and Xuan Ci said "Amitabha" and said, "Since this is the case, please ask the donor to live in my Shaolin for a while." ”

Lin Changsheng looked at him coldly and said lightly: "If you want to keep me, then it depends on whether the great monk has that ability." As soon as he finished speaking, the wind behind him moved slightly, and a yellow shadow flashed, and a person slammed his heart with a punch, and shouted: "Poor monk ask for advice!"

Lin Changsheng laughed, didn't turn around, shook his feet, and kicked back. He kicked very quickly, and the last shot came first, and before the monk punched his body, his foot was already close to the other party.

The monk reversed his hands, his body froze violently, blocked Lin Changsheng's right foot with one palm, and stroked his knee with one palm.

Lin Changsheng didn't look back, but he seemed to see the monk's response, his legs turned sharply, and suddenly retracted, and the person turned around in an instant, leaned forward, and approached the big monk.

The monk was taken aback, and without thinking about it, he slapped it violently. Lin Changsheng's body suddenly shrank back and stood upright. He grabbed out his left hand violently, grabbed the sleeve of the great monk's robe, and shook it vigorously, and the great monk's body trembled.

"Not good!" Xuan Ci screamed, and slapped Lin Changsheng's heart with a palm.

When Lin Changsheng heard the voice, he smiled, pulled his left hand, flashed out his right hand, and took a step forward with his feet, almost standing close to the great monk.

Xuan Ci was startled, and the palm he shot out was violently retracted, and with a vertical foot, the person rose violently, turned around in mid-air, and landed in front of Lin Changsheng, facing him.

"Amitabha!"

Xuan Ci stared at Lin Changsheng and said, "Please also ask the donor to release my senior brother Xuansheng." ”

Lin Changsheng smiled, glanced at the monks who were approaching, and said, "Xuan Ci, do you think it's possible? I came here on purpose for Xuan Cheng, and it is not good to be caught by you." Don't talk nonsense, get out of the way, and everyone's well water does not violate the river water. ”

Xuan Ci stared at Lin Changsheng with a solemn expression. A monk beside him said, "Senior brother......"

Xuan Ci shook his head, slowly retreated, and said, "Donor, please." ”

"Senior brother......" The other monks were shocked.

Lin Changsheng smiled and said, "It is worthy of Xuan Ci, and he really has courage." He took Xuansheng with him, flashed violently, and came out of the encirclement of monks. Turning around, Lin Changsheng put one hand on Xuansheng's shoulder and said, "Let me tell you one more thing, the Yijin Sutra is one book and two scriptures." In addition to the Sanskrit Yijin Sutra that you know, there is also a hidden Shenzu Sutra. I wanted to give the great monk to see if I could treat his injuries, but I didn't want to hurt him. I'll definitely find out about this. When the words fell, he pushed the monk Xuansheng violently, and the person quickly retreated, jumped on the roof, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Senior brother......" The monks stepped forward, and a monk said: "Abbot, I don't know if what he said is true or false, but the loss of the Yijin Sutra is a fact." We can't afford not to check. ”

Xuan Ci nodded and said, "If what he said is true, Senior Brother Xuan Cheng died unexpectedly, and I Shaolin must investigate this matter." Senior Brother Xuan Lone, you are the head of the Discipline Academy, and you will preside over this matter. ”

Xuan Xiao said: "Yes, Senior Brother Abbot." ”

Xuan Ci sighed secretly, but Lin Changsheng's words came to mind in his mind. A body of sin...... (To be continued......)