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Chapter 40 Surrounded
Not far from the Sutra Pavilion, there were three figures heading straight for the Sutra Pavilion.

The status of these three monks was extremely high, and the other monks hurriedly saluted and said respectfully: "I have seen the abbot, I have seen the head of the heart lamp, and I have seen the head of the heart candle."

These three people are Shaolin abbot Xinhu, and the first of the two Xinzi generations.

Regardless of their status, or martial arts and Buddhism, they are a handful of people at the top of the rivers and lakes.

The head of the heart lamp said: "Brother abbot, what is the so-called matter, why did you come to the Sutra Pavilion early in the morning?"

Abbot Xinhu clasped his hands together and said, "When the old monk settled the accounts, there was an extra 1000 taels yesterday."

Xinzhu didn't care and said: "It's only 1000 taels. Although the amount is relatively large, there will always be some high-ranking officials every month. Why is it so strange?"

"1000 taels of gold!"

The heart lamp and heart candle suddenly stopped.

1000 taels of gold, even for a thousand-year-old temple like Shaolin, this is a lot of money.

Abbot Xinhu continued: "I asked the welcoming monk to inquire. The person who donated this receipt was a white-bearded Tanyue, with a slightly short stature. In addition, according to the news from the old monk, the ghost-faced boy We will almost arrive at Mount Song.”

The head of the Heart Lamp said thoughtfully: "Could it be, brother abbot, what you are worried about is that Tanyue is disguised as a boy with a ghost face, and came to find out the truth of Shaolin?"

Abbot Xinhu nodded: "That's right. There are not many things Shaolin Temple can make that ghost-faced boy care about, but the 72 stunts are famous all over the world, and the ghost-faced boy is likely to be coveted, so I let you come with me Take a look around."

While talking, the three of them had already entered the scripture storage pavilion.

The monks who were patrolling in the Sutra Pavilion, clasped their hands together and bowed quickly.

Abbot Xinhu asked, "Is there anything unusual in the Sutra Pavilion?"

The monk said: "Report to the abbot, everything in the Sutra Pavilion is normal."

The abbot nodded, breathed a sigh of relief, and asked, "Who is guarding the Sutra Pavilion these days?"

"It's Fajue, he's my big disciple." Xinzhu who was on the side took the words and said with a smile: "Since you two masters are here, you might as well give him some advice."

"Okay, let's go and have a look."

So, under the leadership of the monk, the three of them walked to the place where Fa Jue was.

"Fajue is the smartest of my disciples, and he has reached the third level of the Vajra Immortal Art. In addition, he has also practiced Vajra Palm and Twelve Grabbing Hands..."

Xinzhu kept talking, with some pride in his tone.It doesn't look like an eminent monk in Shaolin, but rather like a roadside peddler, bragging to passers-by how good his products are.

The Shaolin Temple inevitably struggles for power and profit, and this Master Xinzhu is planning for the near future.After all, the abbot is old now, I am afraid that there will be a round of shuffling in Shaolin Temple soon.

Abbot Xinhu didn't understand what his junior was thinking, but he still smiled and praised: "With such a disciple guarding the Sutra Pavilion, the old monk will feel at ease."

Xin Zhu nodded and smiled: "Abbot just don't worry, my apprentice is not only strong in martial arts, but also alert. He will guard the scripture storage pavilion, not to mention the ghost-faced boy, even a fly will not be able to fly in..."

Before he finished speaking, Xin Zhu was stunned.

Abbot Xinhu and Chief Xindeng were also stunned.

As soon as they turned around, they saw a child in the scripture storage pavilion.

The child was sitting on a stool, looking at Erlang's legs, looking like an old man.Holding a book in his hand, the three characters "Nianhuazhi" are written on the book.There are also a few cheat books in a mess next to it.

Qianye Tathagata palm, Bodhidharma swordsmanship, affliction removal finger...

The child watched with relish, but he didn't seem to notice their arrival.

"Where did you come from, how dare you trespass on Shaolin Temple!! You don't want to live anymore!" Monk Xinzhu uttered a thunderous cry, shaking people's minds.

"Why are you yelling so loudly? You go to property management." The child finally came to his senses after being yelled at by Xinzhu, glared at Monk Xinzhu, and cursed: "You won't even be allowed to read books, tmd , bored to death."

When you are doing a very focused thing, it is very annoying to be interrupted by others.

But this time, I was also at fault. I was immersed in the sea of ​​books, and these monks didn't notice it when they approached.

Well, I will punish you not to eat meat dishes at noon today.

This doesn't work either, since I'm still young and want to balance my nutrition, I'd better eat meat and vegetables at noon, and eat more vegetables that I don't like to eat with my chopsticks.

Abbot Xinhu looked cold and serious, and said in a deep voice, "Is Tanyue the ghost-faced boy who is currently in the limelight?"

Xia Wuji flicked his sleeves, full of majesty, and said coldly: "Yes, it is this seat, the ghost-faced boy that everyone will bow their heads when they see it."

He has a cute face that looks a little fat like a baby's, but he doesn't have much arrogance at all.

"Unexpectedly, at such a young age, Tanyue would gain a world-shattering reputation in the Jianghu. He really is a hero." Abbot Xinhu couldn't help but praise.

"It's easy to say, easy to say." Xia Wuji nodded, and suddenly realized something: "Wait, can you see my face? Damn, I forgot to wear a mask."

He hurriedly turned his body slightly, protruding his right palm, and the cold air in the air instantly condensed into a mask, covering his face.

Xia Wuji didn't care about the issue of revealing his identity, but the mask was already part of his image, used to frighten people's hearts, otherwise it would be difficult for people to fear or surrender with the appearance of a child.

No wonder a few "Wu Ke" looked at their faces so strangely, it turned out that this was the reason.

"My disciple's martial arts is very strong, and he is not much inferior to the old monk. There is no one in this world who can capture him silently. There is something tricky about it." The two brothers, monk Xinzhu, explained: "But he can't get rid of this matter. If there is any relationship, the old monk will let him go to the Discipline Academy to accept the crime."

At this time, the monk who had left to investigate the situation earlier came and put his palms together: "Report to the abbot, Master Fajue has been tapped on the acupuncture points. The finger is so strong that the disciple cannot untie it."

Heart Candle: "..."

This damn ghost-faced boy, the old monk and you are at odds.

In just one cup of tea, the head of the Discipline Academy was slapped in the face twice, and he became angry from embarrassment.

But Senior Brother Abbot didn't give an order, and he didn't dare to do it lightly, as if he gave Xia Wuji a fierce stare.

Xia Wuji also stared at him without blinking.

Abbot Xinhu clasped his hands together and lowered his eyebrows: "Tan Yue knows that trespassing into the Sutra Pavilion without permission is a felony."

"Shaolin forbidden area, trespassers will die." Xinzhu said coldly.

Many monks came and surrounded Xia Wuji, making it impossible to get through.

There was killing intent in their eyes, and they only waited for the abbot's order to capture and kill the uninvited guest.

No matter who it is, it may not be easy to break out of such a tight encirclement.

"But……"

Xia Wuji looked serious, waved his sleeves, and suddenly said a classic saying: "I'm just a child!"

(End of this chapter)