The sword light flashed into the darkness, and only a short but harsh cry was heard.

Then a man rushed out of the darkness.

He was as short as a child, wearing a short skirt and revealing his calves. Even though he was in such a severe and cold weather, he didn't feel cold at all.

His head is also very small, but his eyes are as bright as a beacon.

At this moment, these eyes seemed to be filled with fear and resentment, and they stared at Li Xun fiercely. Huan seemed to want to say something, but she just made a "grand" sound in her throat, and she couldn't say a word.

Everyone suddenly found that Xiao Li's flying knife was stabbing his throat, and was inserted into his throat without bias - Xiao Li's flying knife was indeed never weak!

The Lord of Jile Cave felt that he was holding his breath in his throat. He couldn't help it. He pulled out the flying knife with his backhand. As soon as he pulled out the flying knife, he vomited it out.

Blood also splattered out.

The Lord of Jile Cave roared: "What a poisonous knife!"

The blood had just splashed out, and the poisonous insects on the ground suddenly rushed back like arrows, nailing them to the throat of the Lord of Jile Cave.

Only the "rustling" sounds were heard endlessly. The boy from the Pure Land had turned into a pile of dead bones, but after the poisonous insects had eaten his flesh and blood, they also collapsed on the ground and could no longer move.

He became famous for his poison, and finally sacrificed his life to the poison!

This scene is really terrible.

He closed his eyes and recited the Buddha's name secretly. After a long time, he sighed, opened his eyes and looked at Li Xun. He sighed happily: "Tan Yue not only has the flying sword unparalleled in the world, but also has the intelligence unparalleled in the world."

Li Xun smiled and said, "I dare not take it. I just calculated that these poisonous insects who eat people will leave when they smell the bloody smell. In fact, I was also very scared."

"Tan Yue, you will be afraid?"

"Where is no one in the world who is not afraid of it except the dead?"

Xinmei sighed: "When you are in danger, you are not confused, even if you are afraid, you are not discouraged. The old monk was convinced by Tan Yue's intelligence and was impressed."

"Now you confirm that we are not the plum blossom thieves?" Lin Ye said slowly at the side of the film, looking at Xinmei and Mr. Tiedi.

Li Xun Huan's knife just now was really amazing.

"Yes." Xinmei lowered her head.

"It seems that I don't have to go to this trip to Shaolin anymore." Mr. Tie Di sighed and said.

After saying that, he didn't wait for others to speak. In the darkness, Mr. Tiedi turned over and disappeared into the darkness.

"Bai Xiaosheng goes to Shaolin, it should be not just about the plum blossom thief." After Mr. Tie Di left, Li Xun Huan suddenly said, looking at Xinmei.

Hearing Li Xun Huan's words, Xinmei's face suddenly changed, and she nodded.

He spoke immediately and said, "The Shaolin Sutra is so abundant that it is the best in the world. Not only are there many Buddhist scriptures, but there are also many secrets that are not passed down in the martial arts world."

When Lin Ye and Li Xun Huan heard Xinmei's words, they couldn't help but nodded slightly.

"For a hundred years, I have no idea how many greed have been in the world and want to go to Shaolin Temple to steal the Sutra, but no one has ever been able to succeed as he wishes and escape unstoppable."

He continued solemnly: "Although monks are quashed with anger and killing, the Sutras are the foundation of Shaolin. Therefore, no matter who dares to have this thought, Shaolin disciples will not hesitate to deal with it to the end."

Li Xun Huan nodded and said, "I have rarely heard anyone dare to make this idea recently."

Xinmei sighed and continued, "You are an outsider, so you naturally don't know the inside story. In fact, in the past two years, the Buddhist scriptures in this temple have been stolen seven times. Except for one of the Naiping Heart Sutras, the rest are all martial arts secrets that have been passed down for a long time."

Lin Ye and Li Xun Huan who were standing beside him couldn't help but be overshadowed and said, "Who is the one who steals the scriptures?"

Xinmei sighed, "The strangest thing is that these seven theft incidents were not alert in advance, and there was no trace of the incident afterwards. They were all stolen without knowing the truth. After the first and second incidents, the guards of the Sutra Pavilion were naturally more severe, but thefts still happened one after another. The third junior brother who was in charge of the Sutra Pavilion also abdicated and thought about his mistakes."

After listening to Xinmei's words, Li Xun Huan asked strangely: "Why is there no news in the world of such a major matter?"

Xinmei shook her head: "Because this matter is of great importance, the senior brother of the sect repeatedly instructed him to keep the secrets strictly. So far, there are only ten people who know about this matter."

"Who else knows this except for your first seven?"

Xinmei said, "Bai Xiaosheng."

Li Xun Huan sighed and smiled bitterly: "He has really participated in a lot."

"Then do you suspect that the plum blossom thief is the thief?" Lin Ye said, looking at Xinmei.

"It's just a guess, I would rather have been stolen by the plum blossoms." He sighed and said slowly.

"It seems that one of your seven people in the first seat is the most suspicious." Looking at Xinmei, Lin Ye said slowly.

"Yes." Sighing, Xinmei said.

"Who is it?" Li Xun Huan asked when he heard Xinmei's words.

"Xin Chong, before I left Shaolin Temple, I told Xin Shu that if I was surprised, I would take out the "Book Reading Records" because I wrote Xin Chong's name on the last page." Xin Qiao said with a serious expression.

"Why do you suspect the pamper?" Looking at his eyebrows, Li Xun Huan frowned and said.

"Once one of the senior brothers in the sect stolen scriptures, the senior brothers in the sect were with me. Junior Brother Xinshu entered the temple more than ten years ago, so he was not interested in martial arts, and naturally he would not steal the scriptures. Junior Brother Fourth entered the temple at the age of nine, and sixth entered Buddhism in his infancy. It was impossible for them both to do it." Xinmei sighed and said.

"There are only two left." Li Xun Huan looked at Xinmei and said.

"The most suspicious one is Xinpeng." Xinmei nodded slightly.

"Xinpeng became a monk halfway through and became a master of art. Before he could enter the world, people in the world called him the "Qijie Scholar" and his reputation was not very good. The fifth junior brother entered Shaolin at the age of thirteen. If it were suspicious, Xinpeng was the biggest." Xinmei clasped her hands together and said slowly.

"But this is just a guess and there is no substantial evidence." Lin Ye said slowly at his eyebrows.

"That's right, it's true, but there is a scripture "Yi Jin Jing" in my room." Xinmei said in a deep voice.

"Do you want to?" Li Xun Huan blinked his eyes and said slowly.

"If he is really favored, he shouldn't have time to send the scriptures away from Shaolin." Xinmei said slowly.

"Then we have to go to Shaolin quickly." Hearing Xinmei's words, Li Xun Huan nodded slightly, without asking why.

The three of them immediately rushed forward.

At dawn, everyone had already arrived at the small town at the foot of Shaolin Mountain.

After eating some food in the inn, this time, it was finally gone without the poison of the Lord of Jile Cave.

Then several people went to Songshan.

I walked on the mountain road for almost an hour from the early morning before I arrived at the outer gate of Shaolin.
Chapter completed!