The beginning of Tianlong is second to Murong Fu

Chapter 51

Shaolin Temple.

Early the next morning, Xiao Jun woke up early, bid farewell to Wang Yuyan and the others, and returned to Shaolin Temple.

In the vegetable garden, the old monk was sleeping soundly on his bed, when he suddenly felt a figure shaking in front of his eyes, he paused, opened his eyes suddenly, then sat up hastily, and quickly retreated to the corner.

It's Xiao Jun.

"what are you doing?!"

The old monk looked at Xiao Jun who hadn't returned all night in surprise, swallowed, and asked in a panic. He vaguely smelled a woman's fragrance from Xiao Jun's body, and couldn't help frowning.

"Nothing, I want to ask you for a vacation and go out for half a day."

Xiao Jun said with a smile.

"Where are you going? Have you committed adultery again?"

The old monk frowned and asked.

"Old monk, you are dishonest, and you can still smell a woman's fragrance? You don't have less random thoughts?"

Xiao Jun was stunned for a moment, raised his sleeves and smelled the smell on his body, looked at the old monk with a sneer and said.

"Amitabha. No, don't talk nonsense, I haven't thought about it."

The old monk said with a flustered face, clasped his hands together, and kept chanting words like 'sin' and 'sin'.

"Did you ever think that you knew it yourself? Be careful, I will sue you in the Discipline Academy."

Xiao Jun said with a cold face, deliberately threatening.

The old monk broke out in a cold sweat when he heard it, but he couldn't explain and beg for mercy. Doesn't that mean he didn't ask himself?I was at a loss for a while.

"Then what about my leave?"

Xiao Jun looked at the flustered old monk, suppressed a smile, and continued to ask.

"Go."

The old monk nodded hastily.

"Then you just face the wall here and think about your mistakes, and see if the Buddha can forgive you."

After Xiao Jun finished speaking, he turned and walked out.

The old monk's face was already ashen, he hastily closed his eyes, and muttered something.

The Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple.

A gray figure landed silently on the top of the Sutra Pavilion, and stopped to look around.

Xiao Jun.

It seems that Xu Zhu's previous memories finally come in handy, it's not all useless.

He looked around to see if there was an old monk sweeping the floor.

The reason why he dared to be so arrogant was because this time happened to be the morning class in Shaolin Temple, and the whole temple didn't have time to take care of him, that's why he got up so early today.

But after looking around, he didn't find any monk sweeping the floor, Xiao Jun couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

After pondering for a long time, Xiao Jun shook his head in disappointment, glanced at the scripture-defining pavilion under his feet, hesitated for a moment, turned over and sneaked into the scripture-defining pavilion.

Xiao Jun, who entered the Sutra Pavilion, couldn't help being stunned. Shaolin Temple is worthy of being the largest school in the martial arts world. He was surprised by the rows of books visible to the naked eye.

"I said why the people in Shaolin Temple are so stupid. It turns out that there are really so many martial arts cheats. It doesn't take a year or so. Who can finish it? I think it's more than 72 stunts? How can you become a master with so many cheats?"

Xiao Jun walked and looked at the collection of books on the bookshelves on the left and right, and he couldn't help talking to himself.

"A year and a half? What a big tone."

At this moment, an old voice came from the corner, with a hint of a chuckle in the voice.

Hearing this voice, Xiao Jun couldn't help being stunned for a moment, turned two corners, and found the owner of the voice.It was an old monk wiping books with a rag.

Could this be the sweeping monk?
Xiao Jun couldn't help thinking.

"Why? Master thinks the time is too long?"

While talking, Xiao Jun walked towards the old monk slowly, sizing him up constantly, since he might be a sweeping monk, let's call him a master first.

"I'm just an old monk in charge of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion. I can't be called a master. The benefactor should remove the word master."

The old monk shook his head and said.

"But as far as I know, the people sweeping the floor and cleaning books in Shaolin Temple may look inconspicuous, but in fact they are all masters. It shouldn't be wrong to call them masters, right?"

Xiao Jun probed carefully, still looking around the old monk, but he gradually found that the old monk seemed to be mediocre in martial arts, and he didn't even know martial arts, because he couldn't feel the shadow of a master from the old monk.

"A master is not necessarily a master, and a master is not necessarily a master. It's just a common name. Why should you care?"

The old monk said meaningfully.

"What did you call me just now? The benefactor? But I am clearly a disciple of Shaolin Temple, why did you call me the benefactor?"

Xiao Jun suddenly thought of what the old monk called him just now, and asked belatedly.

"Maybe it used to be, but it's not anymore. Apart from this clothes and shaved head, you don't have anything belonging to Shaolin Temple anymore."

The old monk shook his head and said.

After listening to the old monk's words, Xiao Jun was almost convinced that this was you, the old monk who wiped out Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo effortlessly.

This mouth is so eloquent, otherwise, how could those two old Jianghu escape directly into the empty door by what he said.

Moreover, he seemed to know that he did not have the martial arts of Shaolin Temple on him.

"The master has good eyesight! But I wonder if the master will expose me in public?"

Xiao Jun narrowed his eyes and asked lightly.

"Since the heart is no longer in the Shaolin Temple, it is useless to talk more. The Shaolin Temple is not a place where the strongman is difficult, but please leave the Shaolin Temple as soon as possible. The Sutra Library is a forbidden area of ​​the Shaolin Temple. Outsiders are not allowed to trespass."

The old monk still said unhurriedly, but he had already issued an order to expel the guests.

"Since this is a forbidden area, why did the master know that there are two people who have been secretly learning martial arts here these years and did not stop it, and did not spread it to the outside world?"

Seeing the opportunity, Xiao Jun asked in a deep voice.

Hearing Xiao Jun's words, the old monk was obviously taken aback, and couldn't help but look at Xiao Jun, his eyes were full of surprise.

"It seems that the benefactor came prepared? How do you know that there are people here who have been secretly learning martial arts?"

The old monk stared at Xiao Jun suspiciously and asked.

"I can't help but know that there are people who secretly learned martial arts, and who they are! One is Murong Bo, the previous head of the Gusu Murong family, and the other is Xiao Yuanshan, the person who survived the manslaughter outside Yanmen Pass!"

While talking, Xiao Jun stared closely at the old monk's eyes.

"who are you?!"

The old monk finally stopped what he was doing, looked at Xiao Jun again, and asked in a deep voice.

"It's just a passerby who likes to find out the truth. Even if I say my name, the master will not know it, let alone heard of it. It's the same reason as if no one knows your name."

Xiao Jun looked at the old monk and said meaningfully.

He always felt that this old monk was not as simple as a reclusive expert.

Since it is hidden from the world, it means that there was an ulterior motive in the past.

"What does the Xiaoyao faction have to do with you?"

The old monk suddenly stared at Xiao Jun and asked.

Xiao Jun couldn't help being shocked when he heard this sentence, he didn't expect that the old monk even knew about the Xiaoyao faction!

(End of this chapter)