"My name is Peter Parker, who are you?"

"My name is Ying Zheng. Our meeting is destiny. I'll treat you to a glass of wine."

"Oh, no, it's too expensive!"

"Haha, it's just a glass of wine. If you are willing to acknowledge me as your friend, don't refuse."

"But……"

"A good man should do things in an unconventional way. Take it!"

"Ah, but this is really too expensive."

"It's common for friends to give each other gifts. If you really feel bad, you can bring me some specialties from your world, such as weapons from your world."

"Weapons? Nuclear bombs? Fighter jets? I can't even touch tanks."

"There is a weapon called a gun..."

…

Su Luo guessed Ying Zheng's plan, but ignored it.

He had long guessed that the guests were conducting private transactions, and Ying Zheng had also asked him about it earlier.

As long as it does not conflict with the transactions in the tavern, he will not object.

He was happy to see that the emergence of the tavern would have some positive impact on various planes.

While Ying Zheng was trying to bribe Peter with a glass of wine, who had just been bitten by a spider, Xiaolongnu climbed up Mount Song after many days of trekking and arrived outside the Shaolin Temple.

Looking at the majestic gate of the temple, Xiao Longnu's expression was grim.

Compared with the previous few days, there was a bit more murderous aura in her.

Before she went out, her mother-in-law told her that the world outside was not peaceful and asked her to be careful.

Only after she set out on the road alone did she understand what this instability meant.

She encountered three waves of bandits.

She killed six gangsters with ulterior motives.

She also killed eighteen of the local thugs in the town.

What she found most unbearable were the Mongolian soldiers.

Earlier, when she passed by a village, she encountered a group of Mongolian cavalrymen slaughtering unarmed villagers. Women were raped and children were tortured and killed.

Even if she killed all those brutal Mongolian cavalry, she would still feel unhappy.

So when she heard the young monk at the door say that Shaolin was closed and refused visitors, she immediately drew her sword.

Under the explosion of a hundred years of internal energy, the towering gate was split in half with a crack.

In a short while, more than ten huge bells in the Shaolin Temple rang at the same time, and the loud sound resounded among the mountains.

"Enemy attack!"

When the temple was in chaos, the monks from the Dharma Hall and the Arhat Hall filed out.

However, in front of Xiaolongnu, who possessed a hundred years of internal energy, she was no match for him.

Accompanied by screams and wails along the way, Xiaolongnu arrived outside the Sutra Repository.

At this moment, there were still many monks holding sticks around her, but no one dared to take a step forward.

Xiaolongnu is dressed in white and has a graceful figure.

She looked indifferent, holding the sword in one hand, and stepped forward.

Even though the scabbard was still there, the monks still retreated in unison following her steps.

Just at this moment, a middle-aged monk in a cassock stepped forward.

After chanting a Buddhist name, the monk said, "This donor broke into my Shaolin Temple and injured a disciple. I wonder how my Shaolin Temple has offended you?"

Xiao Long Nu stopped walking, raised her head and asked, "Who are you?"

"This is Tianming Zen Master, the head monk of our Dharma Temple!" a young monk shouted.

Xiao Long Nu said calmly, "I heard that there are countless martial arts in the Shaolin Temple's Sutra Library. I want to borrow some to take a look!"

Zen Master Tianming's expression remained unchanged, looking like a very cultured and enlightened monk, but in his heart he cursed, "This female thief is going too far."

Ever since the Huogong Toudao incident a few years ago, the control over the transmission of martial arts has become extremely strict in Shaolin Temple, and ordinary disciples who secretly learn martial arts will be severely punished. They didn't expect that someone would directly break into the mountain gate and ask for their martial arts.

Are you bullying me because there is no one in Shaolin? Thinking of the strength that this girl had shown earlier, Zen Master Tianming felt tired.

Since the passing of the Sweeping Monk, Shaolin really hasn't had any outstanding masters.

"May I know your name, benefactor?" He planned to hold the other party back first.

"Ancient Tomb Sect, Little Dragon Girl!"

After saying this, she raised the sword in her hand and planned to break into the Sutra Repository to check for herself.

Zen Master Tianming's expression suddenly changed: "What is your relationship with the Red Snake Fairy Li Mochou?"

Xiao Long Nu frowned, paused, and said coldly: "My senior sister."

No wonder! No one in this Tomb Clan is good!

Zen Master Tianming felt nervous.

Earlier, he saw that Xiaolongnu had not unsheathed her sword and only injured the disciples, so he was not that worried.

Now that he heard that the other party's senior sister was the infamous Red Snake Fairy Li Mochou, he began to feel nervous.

She is a female devil who kills without blinking an eye.

Will this girl be the same as her senior sister? Just as he was worrying, he suddenly heard someone shouting, "The abbot is here!"

Zen Master Wu Se turned his head quickly and saw an old monk walking quickly towards him surrounded by a crowd of people.

When he saw the middle-aged man beside the monk, he breathed a sigh of relief, only to find that he had been sweating profusely without realizing it.

Xiaolongnu also turned her head to look.

When she saw the middle-aged man beside the old monk, she frowned slightly.

The man had a righteous look on his face and walked like a dragon and a tiger. Just by looking at his aura, one could tell that he had great internal strength.

Just as the abbot was about to speak, Zen Master Tianming took the initiative to walk over and told him about Xiaolongnu's origin and purpose.

"He's actually a disciple of the Ancient Tomb Sect!" The abbot felt the situation was tricky.

The incident many years ago dealt a heavy blow to the Shaolin Temple. Coupled with the chaos in the world, it was difficult for Shaolin to protect itself in this troubled time. He really didn't want to make enemies again.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the middle-aged man next to him.

Originally, the other party came to him to persuade Shaolin Temple to resist Mongolia together. He naturally did not want to get involved in this muddy water and wanted to pass it by perfunctorily, but now the evil guest has come to his door...

He looked like he was asking for help.

Just as the middle-aged man was about to speak, his sleeve was grabbed by the woman who was traveling with him.

"Brother Jing!" The woman shook her head.

The abbot was helpless and secretly cursed Peach Blossom Island for raising a group of foxes.

He turned serious and said, "Master Guo, I don't have the final say in Shaolin. But if you can convince the disciples to go down the mountain, I won't stop you. But before that, please help persuade this female donor to leave!"

Huang Rong then nodded to Guo Jing beside her.

Guo Jing, who had long felt that it was his "duty", immediately stepped forward, clasped his fists towards Xiao Longnu and said, "My lady, my name is Guo Jing. I have met the elders of your Ancient Tomb Sect several times before. I wonder if you could consider our friendship and not embarrass Shaolin Temple?"

"Are you Guo Jing?" Xiaolongnu was surprised.

She had thought that the world-famous hero Guo should be as handsome as Mr. Ru, but she didn't expect him to be so plain-looking.

Guo Jing secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He was considered half a Quanzhen Sect disciple, so he knew the grudge between the Quanzhen Sect and the Ancient Tomb Sect. Unless it was necessary, he really didn't want to fight with the Ancient Tomb Sect's successor.

"Yes." Guo Jing said with a smile.

Xiao Long Nu was naturally not an unreasonable person, so she said, "I won't take it for nothing."

She had told the monks about this before, but unfortunately no one paid any attention.

Guo Jing frowned: "You want to exchange it with the ancient tomb sect's martial arts?"

Xiao Long Nu shook her head: "The Tomb Clan's martial arts skills must not be leaked."

When she said this, she suddenly looked a little embarrassed.

The "Jade Girl Heart Sutra" that my senior sister had been obsessed with was sold to the tavern by her.

"But what I want to take out is far beyond the comparison of a few martial arts secrets books." After saying this, Xiaolongnu took out the tablet in her arms.

She was naturally not an unreasonable person, and this was the treasure she was going to exchange for martial arts.

This kind of magical treasure from the immortal world cannot be exchanged for even if the Shaolin Temple is sold.

These monks are the ones who got the best deal! Thinking of this, her eyes suddenly lit up and she said, "I heard that Hero Guo once learned the Beggars' Sect's unique skills?"

Guo Jing said honestly: "My wife is the leader of the Beggars' Sect."

Xiao Long Nu looked cold, but she was happy in her heart: "That's perfect, Master Guo, please take out the Beggars' Sect's unique skills, so that I won't lose too much in the exchange!"

(End of this chapter)