Time and Space Tavern

Chapter 207

Every move of Su Mo was under Qiao Mu's surveillance.

Qiao Mu wasn't very worried about his doubts.

The current tavern's control over these "God's Chosen" is not very strict, far from reaching Qiao Mu's ideal level.Even so, these people are all pawns played by Qiao Mu.Just being monitored by him all the time meant that they would never be able to become Qiao Mu's opponents.

"Things like this will always happen in the future, has the master thought about how to solve it?" Lolita appeared.

"Do you have any good suggestions?" Qiao Mu looked at it.

"The power of the contract." Lolita said, and then disappeared into nothingness.

Qiao Mu shrugged.

He continued to look at the [-]D screen in front of him, which showed Su Mo's current situation.

After watching Dongfang Bubai being taken away by five flowers, Su Mo touched his bald head, looked at the sweeping monk and said, "Master..."

As soon as he spoke, he was interrupted by the sweeping monk: "The poor monk is not your master."

"But you have already agreed just now." Su Mo opened his eyes wide, with an aggrieved expression on his face.

The sweeping monk's face remained unchanged, he chanted the Buddha's name, and said: "The poor monk only said that he wanted you to join Shaolin, but he didn't say that he wanted to take you as a disciple."

After a pause, he said, "Since you want to learn Shaolin Kungfu, please go to the Sutra Pavilion and read it yourself."

Su Mo was slightly taken aback, and then he looked overjoyed and thanked him again and again.

The Sutra Pavilion of Shaolin Temple is definitely a treasure, but not everyone is eligible to enter.

With the promise of the sweeping monk, Su Mo believed that no one would dare to stop him.

After taking a deep look at the sweeping monk with slightly lowered eyes, Su Mo turned around and walked towards the Scripture Depository Pavilion.

The Shaolin monks guarding outside the Sutra Pavilion saw Su Mo approaching, but nodded slightly at him and let him enter.

The Sutra Pavilion is divided into three floors, standing tall and majestic, like a prostrate lion.

After a short pause, Su Mo entered the door.

The first thing he saw was the statue of Buddha directly in front of him, with a curl of smoke beneath it.Two old monks with white beards and eyebrows were sitting on the futon beside them, with their eyes closed, as if they were asleep.

Thinking that the loud noise outside could not wake them up, Su Mo realized that these two people are probably not weak masters in Shaolin Temple.

He stepped forward, clasped his hands together, and bowed respectfully to the Buddha statue before walking towards the bookshelf beside him.

The bookshelves are full of Buddhist scriptures. Su Mo flipped through them casually for a while, and knew that they were not what he wanted.

Regarding the Sutra Pavilion, he had heard from his brothers before that there were a lot of Buddhist scriptures here, and martial arts secret books were placed in certain places.

It's just that his senior brothers are also lay disciples, and they don't have the authority to enter it at all, so they don't know where the martial arts cheats are kept.

Su Mo was not in a hurry. During the time he got along with the sweeping monk, his temperament was smoothed out, and he was more patient than before.

What's more, he is familiar with Jin Yong's martial arts, and knows that there is a peerless martial art hidden in Buddhist scriptures.

"It's just that I heard that Mingjiao advocated that Wuji has become a big hit, maybe that thing has already been taken away." Su Mo was a little apprehensive, but soon thought, "Even so, I have to take a look, in case it is still here, it will be taken away by us." It would be a lifetime regret to miss it.”

He made up his mind and began to look through those scriptures one by one.

He just looked at the cover of each Buddhist scripture and put it down gently. Even so, it would take a very long time.

The two old monks under the Buddha statue still had their eyes closed, and seemed not to hear the rustling sound of turning books.

Qiao Mu watched the scene in the projection with great interest. He could guess Su Mo's intentions and was looking forward to it.

As for Dongfang Bubai, he has been imprisoned in the private prison of Shaolin Temple.

Master Fangzheng and others stood in front of her, twirling Buddhist beads one by one, and remained silent.

"Here we come!" A monk said suddenly.

The bodies of the others tensed instantly, and their faces were no longer as calm as before.

A faint sound of wind passed by, and there was one more person beside the monks.

It was an old monk with white beard and eyebrows in gray robes.

He looks very ordinary, and it is easy to be ignored standing there, but Master Fangzheng and others are vivid in their previous experiences, so they dare not underestimate him at all.

"Master." Master Fang Zheng turned to the sweeping monk and asked, "How do you think we should deal with this monster..."

He originally wanted to say a witch, but felt that it was not right, so he said, "This monster."

Dongfang Bubai was awake, with a deep disdain on her face, she chuckled: "A group of short-sighted and vulgar monks."

She looked at the sweeping monk, her eyes flickering, and she said, "If the master is willing to let me go, I am willing to exchange for one thing."

Master Fangzheng didn't take it seriously. Seeing the anticipation in the sweeping monk's eyes, he hurriedly said, "Master, don't be bewitched by this monster!"

The sweeping monk glanced at him, then turned his gaze back to Dongfang Bubai.

"I, Dongfang Bubai, have traveled all over the rivers and lakes, and I never bother to tell lies." Dongfang Bubai stared at the sweeping monk, and said, "According to the master's martial arts, I must feel that this life is boring. If you let me go, I will give you a gift You are a thing that allows you to perceive another form of life like me before."

"Of course, this may not be a big deal to you. If you can give away a few unique skills in Shaolin Temple, I can provide you with even more magical items..."

Dongfang Bubai kept throwing out bewitching words, but seeing the sweeping monk's face was always calm, he couldn't help cursing "this stubborn old monk".

She was about to continue talking when she heard the floor sweeping monk say, "You mean the Red Death Potion, right?"

The floor-sweeping monk's voice was very light, but these words fell on Dongfang Bubai's ears, it was like thunder on the ground, and her expression froze instantly.

Master Fangzheng was baffled at first, but after seeing Dongfang Bubai's expression, he suddenly realized that things were not as simple as he thought.

"How did you get it?" asked the sweeping monk.

"How did you know?" Dongfang Bubai was in chaos.

A flash of light suddenly flashed in her mind, she thought of Linghu Chong, looked at Master Fangzheng and said, "That kid Linghu Chong must have told you?!"

Master Fang Zheng was full of doubts, he knew Linghu Chong, but he hadn't seen Linghu Chong for several months.

"Could it be that Linghu Chong also knows some terrible news?" He thought to himself.

The sweeping monk looked at Dongfang Bubai and did not speak.

His gaze seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, and it was obvious that he was just standing there, but it made people feel like a mountain.

"I can take you to the Time and Space Tavern." Dongfang Bubai said dejectedly.

She thought that Linghu Chong had disclosed the news to Master Fang Zheng. Although she didn't know why the other party didn't make it clear, she thought that these people knew the specific situation of the Space-Time Tavern in the past few days.

Instead of letting Linghu Chong come and tell them all, it's better to sell it yourself, and let yourself be free.

(End of this chapter)