A dark shadow suddenly fell down in a certain wall.

This place is not elsewhere, it is the Shaolin Temple Sutra Pavilion. It was originally named "Little Prajna Zen Forest" and is one of the "Four Sages of Nanyue". It is located at the Xiangguang Peak of Nanyue. It was built in the second year of Guangda in the Chen Dynasty (568 AD). However, because Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, gave it a "Tripitaka", it was renamed the Sutra Pavilion (also known as the Sutra Pavilion).

This is an ancient palace-style building with glazed tiles, red walls, single-eaves and corners. The temple is unique, rigorous, simple and elegant. Compared with other temples, it is like a pearl embedded in the jungle with green drops.

It has three floors, the bottom floor is a lecture hall, and there is a mezzanine listening seat. The second floor is the Sutra Library, the reading room, and the third floor is the Sutra Library.

After Zhou Botong jumped in, he looked around sneakily. Seeing that there was no one, he covered his mouth and started to laugh. He had just lying on the wall and was constantly scanning the inside, but he didn't see any guards.

He felt relieved and ran towards the Sutra Pavilion secretly. He couldn't help but smile in his eyes, and he was still chanting in his heart.

"Hehe, my junior brother is sure to lose."

Zhou Botong tiptoed to the door of the Sutra Pavilion, then gently pushed the wooden door. He found that there was no push and couldn't help but be stunned. But this was not difficult, and he had already had a way to deal with it. He kicked his feet gently and flew into the guardrail on the second floor of the Sutra Pavilion.

His eyes showed pride and walked towards the wooden door with a swagger. Then he pushed it lightly with his hand. With a "click", the wooden door was indeed pushed open.

Zhou Botong secretly told.

"My junior brother's method is indeed wonderful."

If the door on the first floor is locked, go to the second floor. If the door on the second floor is locked, go to the third floor. If the door on the third floor is locked, go to the roof. As long as your mind does not slip, there are always more ways than difficulties.

Before the game started, Zhou Xuan provided Zhou Botong with detailed strategies, such as the location of the Sutra Pavilion, the method of entering, etc., so as not to waste too much time elsewhere.

Zhou Botong walked in and did not forget to close the door again. It was very dark inside, but fortunately he had good eyesight. With the little dim light coming in from outside, he saw the neat bookshelf in front of him, but he couldn't help but wonder.

"It's that simple?"

He didn't expect things to go so smoothly, basically without any obstacles. He thought it would be a little more difficult, but the result was easy.

Zhou Botong shook his head lightly and sighed. It was really meaningless to win, and he lost interest. He walked directly to the bookshelf, picked up a scripture book and stuffed it into his arms. As a result, when he was about to turn around and leave, he found a figure standing not far away.

The slightly shining bald head was still firm in this dim Sutra Pavilion. He clasped his hands together, bowed slightly to Zhou Botong and said softly.

"Donor, that is a Shaolin thing, and you should not take it out of the Sutra Pavilion. Please return the original thing. I can be regarded as a donor who has never come."

He is a monk living in the Sutra Pavilion, and his strength is naturally not bad. When he heard the sound of the door opening, he couldn't help but wake up.
Chapter completed!