Mistress, I am a real gentleman

he asked aloud.

However, he didn't leave the door of the Sutra Pavilion.

The task of guarding the Buddhist scriptures pavilion is urgent.

Everything is based on guarding the Sutra Pavilion.

Just when he was wondering why there was no response.

From the corner came the voice of the previous monk.

"Junior brother, come and see, who is this person?"

Hear the voice of his senior brother.

He didn't hesitate any longer.

"Anyone? Let me see."

With that said, he walked towards the corner.

when he rounds the corner.

As soon as he caught his eye, he saw his senior brother lying on the ground.

Of course, he also saw Lin Pingzhi.

"Who are you!"

he questioned loudly.

There was no hesitation at all.

The Arhat boxing technique of Shaolin Temple rushed directly towards Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi repeated the previous action.

Ling Bo turned around with a slight step, and went around behind him.

Immediately afterwards, a hand knife hit.

The monk fell straight to the ground.

Lin Pingzhi didn't kill them.

After all, these two monks did not offend him.

Fortunately, it is autumn.

There are many fallen leaves.

"Hey, huh."

Lin Pingzhi hugged the fallen leaves.

Cover their bodies under fallen leaves.

Of course, he left a little gap for them to breathe.

Lin Pingzhi didn't think about killing them yet.

After everything is done.

Lin Pingzhi turned into one of the monks.

Come to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

"Crack" sound.

Lin Pingzhi pushed open the door of the Sutra Pavilion.

It's not dark inside.

The windows all around illuminate the Sutra Pavilion brightly.

"Hello? Is anyone there?"

Lin Pingzhi yelled into the scripture storage pavilion.

"Is anyone here? I'm here to steal the Yi Jin Jing."

Lin Pingzhi's voice echoed in the huge Sutra Library.

But he did not wait for any reply.

"It seems that the sweeping monk is really in Southern Shaolin."

Lin Pingzhi muttered to himself.

He closed the door of the Sutra Pavilion.

Start looking inside.

"Diamond Sutra?"

Lin Pingzhi looked at the scriptures in his eyes, feeling a little lost.

The Yi Jin Jing is hidden in the Lotus Sutra.

The Diamond Sutra is wrong.

Immediately afterwards, he continued to search.

"Finger finger?"

Lin Pingzhi looked at the finger in his hand and was stunned for a moment.

He didn't expect there to be 72 stunts in it.

"Ding, it is detected that the host has obtained a fake flower finger and cannot learn it, so it is hereby destroyed."

The system's notification sound just fell.

The flower finger in Lin Pingzhi's hand turned into flying ash and disappeared directly.

"Fuck!"

The "Nianhuazhi" in hand is gone like this?

Lin Pingzhi was dumbfounded.

The system can perfect the paired formulas from the wrong formulas of the Six Meridians Excalibur.

Why can't you just pick the flower finger?

"Ding, answer the host, the fake flower fingers are pure Buddhist scriptures, without any trace of martial arts."

Hearing this, Lin Pingzhi understood.

It was so!

Feelings are crazy, this Nianhuazhi is a real Buddhist scripture.

No wonder the system was directly destroyed!

At this moment, Lin Pingzhi's ears moved.

There are people outside the door!

Lin Pingzhi noticed it.

With a light tap of his foot, he jumped directly onto the high bookcase in the Sutra Library.

Change the clothes to the same color as the bookcase.

He lay down on it, restrained his breath, and said nothing.

At this time, the door of the Sutra Pavilion was opened.

Two monks came in from outside the Sutra Pavilion.

Lin Pingzhi had already recognized one of them.

It was in Juxianzhuang that Fang Sheng was defeated by Lin Pingzhi as the Demon Zunlou.

Then beside Fang Sheng, the monk who looked older.

It must be the abbot Fangzheng.

"Brother, why don't you see the guard disciple?"

Fang Sheng asked with some doubts.

"I do not know either."

Fang Zheng said.

The two of them started looking through the scripture pavilion.

Lin Pingzhi's heart rose to his throat.

As far as Fang Sheng and Fang Zheng are concerned, Lin Pingzhi is not afraid.

What he was afraid of was another group of people from Shaolin Temple.

Those characters that existed in Yitian Tulongji.

Cheng Kun's master and uncle!

The current abbot of Northern Shaolin is Fang Zheng.

But Fang Zheng has a group of uncles who are about the same age as him.

They are all empty characters.

Besides.

Sandu who bound Xie Xun.

He is also from Northern Shaolin!

Lin Pingzhi is confident that if one person fights against Zheng Fangsheng, the fighting side will not be at a disadvantage.

But the problem is that there are too many old monsters in Northern Shaolin.

Lin Pingzhi didn't dare to expose it.

So he has been restraining his breath.

Fang Zheng held a scripture book, flipped through it casually, and then put it back.

Fang Sheng was a little puzzled.

"Brother, you said you had a bad feeling, but I don't think anything happened in the Sutra Pavilion."

he asked suspiciously.

"Amitabha." Fang Zheng recited a Buddha's name, "Junior brother, you have a sign, so it's okay to come to the Sutra Pavilion to have a look."

Listen to what my senior brother said.

Fang Sheng was also a little helpless.

"Senior brother, there are no martial arts secret books in this Sutra Pavilion, and we even put fake ones here, so why would anyone not want to come to the Sutra Pavilion?"

"For the Yi Jin Jing."

Fang Zheng said softly.

Lin Pingzhi heard the words Yi Jin Jing.

There was a sudden thump in his heart.

With his ears pricked up, Lin Pingzhi wanted to hear where the Yi Jin Jing was placed.

"Yi Jin Jing? Where did you put Yi Jin Jing? I remember you took it from the Sutra Pavilion."

Fang Sheng asked suspiciously.

"I hid the Yi Jin Jing in a mysterious place, but outsiders don't know that there is no Yi Jin Jing in the Sutra Pavilion." Fang Zheng said with a smile.

Fang Sheng wanted to ask again, but Fang Zheng interrupted him directly.

"Okay, Junior Brother Fang Sheng, you can go back first, I will read the scriptures alone."

"All right……"

Fang Sheng listened to Fang Zheng's words, but had no choice but to leave.

Lin Pingzhi was a little displeased.

He didn't expect to take the trip in vain.

The Yi Jin Jing originally hidden in the Sutra Pavilion was taken away.

Moreover, Fang Zheng did not say where the Yi Jin Jing is.

resignedly.

Lin Pingzhi lay on it, ready to wait for Fangzheng to leave, then left the Sutra Pavilion and Shaolin Temple.

At this time, Fang Sheng had already left the scripture storage pavilion.

And closed the door.

Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and spoke slowly.

"Benefactor, please show up."

His voice is mixed with internal force.

When Lin Pingzhi listened, his ears felt a little tingling.

Was discovered.

This was Lin Pingzhi's first reaction.

After turning into a heavy building.

Lin Pingzhi jumped down from the bookcase.

"Dah" sounded.

He landed in front of Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng looked at Lin Pingzhi in front of him and smiled.

"Your Excellency is so handsome, I wonder if the two disciples guarding the pavilion are okay?"

he asked calmly.

"They were stunned by me and hid under the leaves."

Lin Pingzhi told Fang Zheng directly.

Listening to Lin Pingzhi's words, Fang Zheng was relieved.

"Amitabha, so kind!" He said the Buddha's name in his mouth, "The almsgiver is indeed a bodhisattva with a heart, and his nature must not be bad. Why did you come to the Sutra Pavilion for the Yijin Sutra?"

"good."

Lin Pingzhi replied decisively.

Fang Zheng didn't expect Lin Pingzhi to pretend to be a snake.

Instead, he directly admitted it so decisively.

"The benefactor turned out to be a guest, why bother to cover his face and dare not show his true face?"

Fang Zheng said peacefully:

"If the benefactor is a predestined person, I am willing to present the Yi Jin Jing."