Mistress, I am a real gentleman

Lin Pingzhi asked Qu Wuyi to take everyone to Hangzhou.

This is something he suddenly remembered.

Even Yue Lingshan didn't stay in Huashan this time.

Because Yue Buqun is in Huashan.

He was worried that Yue Buqun would jump over the wall in a hurry and attack Yue Lingshan and the others.

As for Ning Zhongze, Lin Pingzhi was not worried.

After all, Ningzhong's strength has improved now.

Not to mention being able to beat Yue Buqun, at least self-protection is no problem.

It was the second day after Yue Buqun left.

Ning Zhong came to Yue Buqun's room to deliver food to Yue Buqun.

Because of Yue Buqun's current status.

He never shared the same room with Ning Zhongze.

Instead, he randomly chose a room in Huashan to live in.

"Bang bang bang."

Ning Zhong knocked on Yue Buqun's door.

Ever since Lin Pingzhi and Qu Wuyi left Huashan overnight.

Yue Buqun locked himself in the room and never came out again.

"Brother, let's eat something."

Ning Zhong shouted softly outside the door.

Although Yue Buqun was ruthless to her, she never forgot the difference between husband and wife with Yue Buqun.

Even for this sake.

Ning Zhong still did not give up on Yue Buqun.

After waiting for a few breaths of time.

Still no sound came from the room.

Ning Zhong was a little puzzled.

"Could it be that brother fell asleep?" Ning Zhong was suspicious, "Put the food on the table and eat when he wakes up."

Thinking of this, Ning Zhong gently opened the door.

But there was no one in the room.

Even the bedding is folded.

"Brother!"

Ning Zhong panicked.

She put the food on the table casually.

Then search under the bed, in the closet and any other places where people can hide.

But he still didn't see Yue Buqun's whereabouts.

Yesterday Lin Pingzhi said to let Yue Buqun stay in Huashan.

He thought about the relationship between husband and wife, and didn't let anyone look at Yue Buqun.

Now that Yue Buqun disappeared, Ning Zhong couldn't help but panic.

And not far from the foot of Mount Hua.

One was carrying a sword, wearing plain clothes and a hood over his head.

This person is Yue Buqun who escaped from Mount Hua.

He looked back at Mount Hua with deep meaning in his eyes.

"Huashan, I belong to Yue Buqun! No one can take it away!"

Yue Buqun muttered to himself.

After speaking, he left alone.

a few days later.

Lin Pingzhi came to the foot of Songshan Mountain.

Songshan plays an important role in martial arts.

Because there are two sects here.

In recent decades, the Songshan School has gained fame in the Jianghu.

The speed of its rise is astounding.

And his neighbor is Songshan Shaolin Temple which has been passed down for thousands of years.

Since Shaolin Temple branched out to South Shaolin hundreds of years ago.

Songshan Shaolin Temple is also called North Shaolin.

Shaolin 72 stunts, if you learn any of them, you can earn a lot of fame in the arena.

And Shaolin Zhibao, Yi Jin Jing and Xi Sui Jing are treasures of martial arts.

Today, Shaolin and Wudang have become the two great masters of martial arts.

In the eyes of many newcomers.

Songshan Mountain is like a holy mountain of martial arts.

However, Lin Pingzhi did not go directly to the Songshan School.

Instead, I came to the other side of Songshan Mountain, Shaoshi Mountain.

Shaoshi Mountain is the existence of Shaolin Temple.

Holding the Weeping Blood Ghost Blade, Lin Pingzhi moved towards Shaoshi Mountain with a touch of his feet.

At the foot of Mount Shaoshi, the two young novice monks guarding the gate only felt that their little bald heads felt a little chilly.

Both of them shuddered.

"Brother, do you feel a gust of wind blowing?"

"felt it."

"Strange, why did it stop all at once?"

"Winter is coming, it's normal to have wind."

"All right……"

The two little novice monks scratched their little bald heads and chatted suspiciously.

Lin Pingzhi also heard the chat between the two of them.

He was behind a boulder and glanced back.

Now his speed can be said to be like a ghost.

The two young monks couldn't find Lin Pingzhi's existence at all.

I just felt a gust of wind passing by.

Looking back just to make sure they really missed it.

If found.

Lin Pingzhi didn't mind, he turned around and twisted their little bald heads and kicked them like a ball.

Now it is also confirmed that the little novice did not find him, so he went straight to the Shaolin Temple with the fragrance of the dark night.

He controls his breath.

In the original work, Fangzheng of Shaolin Temple is extremely sensitive.

None of the others found out.

However, just one word from the prescription proves that Linghu Chong is hidden behind the plaque in the main hall of Shaolin Temple.

Lin Pingzhi walked through the Shaolin Temple.

The purpose of his trip was to see if he had a chance to obtain the Yi Jin Jing.

If you can get the Yi Jin Jing, plus the already existing Marrow Washing Jing.

Then Lin Pingzhi's martial arts will be even more superb.

"I don't know where the Yi Jin Jing will be."

Lin Pingzhi thought.

There are Buddhist scripture pavilions in both the northern and southern Shaolin.

But Tianlong's Xuanci and the others are now in South Shaolin.

Then the sweeping monk is likely to be in South Shaolin.

As for North Shaolin.

Lin Pingzhi really didn't know if there would be a floor-sweeping monk in the Sutra Pavilion.

The Sutra Pavilion in Northern Shaolin is a tall attic.

Although it is daytime.

Lin Pingzhi must pay attention to avoiding the patrols of Shaolin monks.

But he also quickly found the location of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

At this time, there are three poles in the sun.

Lin Pingzhi took out a black cloth from the system space and covered his face.

As for his appearance, it has become the appearance of Mo Zunlou.

After all, it is to do bad things.

If it is discovered, it can also make Chonglou take the blame.

There are two monks guarding the door of the Sutra Pavilion.

It was already September.

The golden autumn brings coolness.

Also with a cool breeze.

But these two monks were wearing very thin clothes.

It can be seen that their strength must not be underestimated.

Without a certain level of internal strength, it is impossible to resist severe cold or heat.

Lin Pingzhi threw a dead branch from the ground in front of him.

"who!"

The perception of the two monks is very keen.

They quickly looked towards Lin Pingzhi.

But Lin Pingzhi is at the corner of the Sutra Pavilion.

They saw nothing.

"Junior brother, wait here, I'll go and have a look."

One of the monks said vigilantly.

"it is good!"

Another monk responded.

Followed by.

Lin Pingzhi heard the sound of a monk walking towards him stepping on dead leaves.

"Three, two, one."

Lin Pingzhi said silently in his heart.

When counting to "one".

The monk also came around the corner.

When he saw Lin Pingzhi, surprise appeared in his eyes.

He opened his mouth, wanting to question.

But Lin Pingzhi was quick.

He tapped his finger, and directly hit the monk's dumb acupoint.

The monk was speechless for a moment.

He wanted to hit Lin Pingzhi with a punch.

But Lin Pingzhi moved faster.

First come first!

He stepped a little, bypassed the monk, and got behind him.

There was a "click".

A hand knife hit the monk directly on the back of the neck.

The monk's body collapsed limply.

Lin Pingzhi quickly caught his body so that the monk would not fall down and make a sound.

Just then.

The monks who stayed at the door of the Sutra Pavilion couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

He looked in the direction of the previous monk.

"Brother, how is it?"