At the beginning of Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, I can transfer experience

Chapter 59 Night Attack
There is still no change in the realm, but a faint golden sheen appears on the skin. Under Chen Shuai's control, it is hidden in the skin, as if it has the feeling of golden skin and jade veins.

"This thing won't turn into a minion by the end of the training, right?"

Looking at the changes brought about by the breakthrough of the Glazed Golden Body Technique, Chen Shuai thought, but he was actually resisting in his heart.

The time for self-discipline is always long. It was hard to stay up until the evening. Chen Shuai picked up the broom under Jie Nan's doubtful eyes.

Although Jie Nan came to the Sutra Pavilion not long ago, he always saw Chen Shuai leaving with a broom at this time, and he couldn't help but feel envious and curious.

Naturally, I was envious that Chen Shuai could leave work so early every day. What I was curious about was what Chen Shuai was doing with the broom.

"Senior Brother Jieshuai, where are you going with your broom?" Jie Nan asked out of curiosity.

After hearing this, Chen Shuai replied: "Go sweep the floor."

Just when Jie Nan was about to break the casserole and ask the question, Chen Shuai walked away from the Sutra Pavilion. Looking at Chen Shuai's retreating figure, Jie Nan couldn't help but look at a monk next to him who was reading a book and asked:

"Senior Brother, do you know what Senior Brother Jishuai does with his broom at this time every day?"

……

On the only way to the pagoda, Chen Shuai saw a familiar figure. This person was Shen Kuang.

Shen Kuang stood not far away and stared at the pagoda from a distance. As if he noticed someone was coming, he turned back and glanced at Chen Shuai.

With a hint of surprise in his eyes, he remembered that he had seen Chen Shuai somewhere.

Chen Shuai nodded to him, then picked up the broom and began to sweep slowly. There were not many dead leaves recently, but the wind was strong, making it more difficult to clean.

Seeing that Chen Shuai was just a sweeper, the other party didn't care. He glanced at Chen Shuai and turned around to leave.

Chen Shuai naturally knew that the other party had left, but his attention was not on the other party, but on his own actions.

He felt the changes in the wind and waved the broom along the path of the wind.

This is a very subtle feeling. Wherever the wind blows, he will sweep in that direction. In this way, the sweeping speed becomes much faster.

It's just that the change of wind is short-lived and rapid, and it is difficult for ordinary people to completely catch it. Chen Shuai also did this on a whim to see if he could save time and energy.

When the wind's trajectory came from all directions, even Chen Shuai was helpless. However, he did not lose heart and tried to find a fitting point among these ever-changing trajectories.

Just like that, it was obviously boring to sweep the floor, but Chen Shuai couldn't get tired of it.

After scanning for an hour, until nightfall, Chen Shuai still couldn't find this matching point.

He was not discouraged, put away his broom and left the pagoda.

After returning to the residence, the guy next door was still studying hard. This was very similar to rebooting, one was practicing hard and the other was studying hard.

After Chen Shuai washed himself for a while, he began his evening practice.

It was late at night and it was difficult to turn off the lights and fall asleep. Chen Shuai looked at the sky to estimate the time and then fell asleep standing up with his eyes closed.

The moonlight outside the window is bright and clear, and the scattered stars bloom their own light on the night screen, twinkling and shining.

All kinds of insects and frogs played a unique music at night, and gradually fell silent as a figure sneaked in.

Chen Shuai suddenly opened his eyes and hid his figure. He was not surprised. After all, people often came to the Sutra Pavilion and he was used to it.

He felt it for a moment, and quickly judged from the breath that the person coming this time was none other than Shen Kuang.

"It seems that everyone who comes to worship the temple chooses to visit the Sutra Pavilion in the evening."

Chen Shuai was quite helpless. Shen Kuang's appearance was not unexpected, but rather expected.

The other party was not careful and did not hide his aura at all, as if he didn't care about being discovered at all.

Watching the other party drive straight to the second floor, Chen Shuai guessed that Shen Kuang had inquired about it a long time ago, otherwise his goal would not be so clear.

The door on the second floor was opened by his effortless force. Only after Shen Kuang entered did Chen Shuai reveal himself. "Hey, so fast?"

It seemed to be purposeful. Less than half a moment after entering, the other party quietly walked out. Before leaving, he seemed to have not forgotten to close the door.

creak.

After waking up as usual, Jie Nan opened the door, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and planned to go out.

Suddenly, Jie Nan saw the dark figure on the second floor of the Sutra Pavilion, which was so conspicuous under the moonlight.

"Come here, someone came to the Scripture Pavilion to steal scriptures!"

Jie Nan suddenly opened his eyes, checked several times, and then shouted.

"Damn!"

Shen Kuang didn't expect to be discovered by the monk guarding the pavilion at the last moment, and a trace of anger appeared on his face.

The cry of "Jie Nan" had an effect. Someone not far away heard the noise and came towards the Sutra Pavilion holding a torch.

"Smelly monk, you ruined my good deeds, so don't blame me for being cruel!"

Shen Kuang jumped to the ground and punched Jie Nan. Jie Nan tried to escape, but then the wind of punches around him squeezed him crazily, leaving him with no way to retreat.

With a pop, Jie Nan's mouth and nose were bleeding from being beaten by Shen Kuang, and he collided closely with the wall and fell heavily to the ground.

"kill!"

When Shen Kuang saw that Jie Nan was still breathing, a killing intent suddenly appeared in his eyes, so he punched again, this time there would definitely be no survivors.

After punching out, the roaring fist enveloped the surrounding air, forming a vast airflow and heading towards Jie Nan's bedding.

boom!
"who?"

I thought that the second punch could completely solve Jie Nan, but who would have thought that the fist did not fall on Jie Nan, but hit the stone bricks next to him, cracking the stone bricks.

Shen Kuang didn't think that he missed the shot. He was not so blinded yet. If he didn't miss the shot, someone must have done it secretly.

Tapping.

Just as Shen Kuang looked around to find the person who had done something secretly, there was a sound of hurried footsteps approaching from far away, and a light figure walked in the void, slowly walking three steps at a time and then two steps at a time.

Seeing the eminent monks from the Buddha Temple approaching, Shen Kuang had no time to worry about the situation and jumped up, his figure quickly disappearing into the darkness.

Not long after, Kongshan arrived first. He glanced around and found no thief, then turned his attention to Jienan.

Then, other monks rushed over.

"Come out."

Kongshan said toward Chen Shuai's room, and Chen Shuai, who deliberately exposed his breath, walked out tremblingly.

"Did you see the person who took action just now?" Seeing Chen Shuai's frightened and uncertain look, Kong Shan asked with a frown.

"Look, I saw it." Chen Shuai nodded and replied.

"Where did he go?"

Chen Shuai pointed to the rear and said, "I saw him running to the back mountain."

"Chase!"

When Kong Shan heard this, he gave a soft drink and was about to lead people to the back mountain. Suddenly he seemed to remember something and said to Chen Shuai: "Take good care of him."

(End of this chapter)