Wuxia: Shaolin Fist
34 What’s mine is still mine, I’ll take half of what’s yours

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Third Aunt Huo recalled the appearance of the divine monk and muttered,""I don't think so."

"You don't care?" Bandit Eleven raised his eyebrows slightly and lifted the bag in his hand. He smiled and said," This is Shaolin Temple's thousand years of accumulation. How can he not care?”

Third Aunt Huo shook her head and said softly,"I have a Buddhist heart that has been locked up by Chen Lao for a long time.

Once the dust is gone, the light shines on the mountains and rivers.

He is a true reclusive divine monk. In his eyes, we are probably no different from ants.”

"The Medicine King's Yard also has a reclusive divine monk?"

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from their right.

Bandit Eleven and Third Aunt Huo looked at the person with the same expression.

"Your Highness."

The two of them shouted at the same time.

It was a young man dressed in a blue brocade robe. He wore half a white mask that covered his lips and nose.

There were four people behind him, two machetemen in black robes, a Taoist priest, and a middle-aged monk in yellow robes.

"You are the only one who succeeded.”The young man in embroidered clothes looked at the bag in Thief Eleven's hand and said with a smile.

"What's wrong? Did the Scripture Depository fail?"

Thief Eleven revealed a strange expression.

As far as he knew, the 'His Highness' in front of him had invited two godly thieves who were famous on the Stealing List to infiltrate the Sutra Depository.

The young man in embroidered clothes sighed." An old monk who sweeps the floor appeared out of nowhere in the Sutra Library. His strength is terrifyingly high. Those two fellows knocked the old monk unconscious with a single encounter."”

"The old monk who sweeps the floor?" Bandit Eleven and Third Aunt Huo looked at each other and felt lucky that the divine monk in the Medicine King Yard ignored them.

"Did you just say that there are also divine monks in the Medicine King's Yard?”The young man asked again.

"He's definitely a divine monk on the seventh floor." Third Aunt Huo nodded.”

"Did you attack?" The young man was curious.

"If he wants to make a move, do you think we can still appear here, Your Highness?" Third Aunt Huo smiled bitterly.”

"That's true." The young man nodded and looked at the bag in Thief Eleven's hand." What's inside?"”

Third Aunt Huo's eyelids twitched. Bandit Eleven laughed and said,""I was just about to offer it to Your Highness."

As he spoke, he threw the bag to the young master.

Third Aunt Huo's expression changed immediately and she glared at Bandit Eleven.

The young man in embroidered clothes opened the bag and smiled."" I've said it before, the gains this time are all…"

As he spoke, the young man in embroidered clothes widened his eyes and stopped talking.

"Hehe, Eleven, since you have such intentions, then it would be impolite of me to refuse.”The young man in embroidered clothes laughed, and a hint of embarrassment flashed across his face.

Third Aunt Huo's face turned green.

"I have a question. I wonder if Your Highness can answer it for me?”said Bandit Eleven.

"Speak." The young man in embroidered clothes looked at Thief Eleven.

"What is Your Highness's purpose this time?" asked Bandit Eleven.”

"You asked a question you shouldn't have asked.”

The young master in embroidered clothes smiled faintly." But today, I'm very satisfied with you.

The sky of Great Zhou was about to change.

Jianghu, court, temple, no one could stay out of it.”

"Understood." Bandit Eleven smiled." It seems like the two of us have already formed a team.”

"Are you telling the truth?" The young man in embroidered clothes asked with a smile that was not a smile.”

"Is that important?" Bandit Eleven asked.

The young man in embroidered clothes looked at Thief Eleven and said,""You are indeed a smart person. Let's go.”

Bandit Eleven heaved a sigh of relief and said,""Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness."

As he spoke, he glanced at Third Aunt Huo and turned to leave.

Third Aunt Huo also heard something, but she didn't say anything and followed behind Bandit Eleven.

"Your Highness, are you going to let them go?”The yellow-robed monk beside the young master asked.

"Thief Eleven is a smart person, he knows what to say and what not to say.”

The young master in embroidered clothes laughed." Besides, when did I say I wanted to kill them?”

“………”

After running for thirty miles, Bandit Eleven and Huo Sanniang slowed down.

"What happened?" Third Aunt Huo asked with a frown.

"You don't really think that the things we stole belong to us, do you?" Bandit Eleven sighed.”

"What else?" Third Aunt Huo said in a muffled voice.

Bandit Eleven shook his head and didn't mention 'His Majesty'. Instead, he said,""This time, we stole from the Shaolin Temple. This matter is too big.”

"Then give him all the things we stole with great difficulty?”Third Aunt Huo felt her heart ache.

"Who said we gave him everything?"

Bandit Eleven raised his eyebrows and smiled. He then looked at Third Aunt Huo and said with a faint smile," Did you leave everything at Shaolin Temple?”

Third Aunt Huo's eyes flickered as she snorted."What's mine is still mine. You have to give me half of what's yours.”

Bandit Eleven was speechless.

“………”

Behind the two of them, a white-robed masked man followed silently like a ghost.

"There are two eminent monks in Shaolin, and at least one of them can make it to the Heaven Roll.”

Shaolin Temple was a thousand-year-old temple, one of the four holy lands of Buddhism.

In the past, there had been powerful opponents who had challenged Shaolin, but they had never caused too much damage to Shaolin.

On the contrary, he helped Shaolin become famous again and again.

And this time.

The enemy had infiltrated Shaolin, but the various halls of Shaolin did not notice it.

The breakthrough of the Du generation's senior monk, Du E, was interrupted. He was seriously injured in the battle and had no hope of reaching a higher realm in his life.

The Medicine King Yard's Pill Tower was looted clean, a thousand years of accumulation gone in a single day!

This time, Shaolin lost not only medicinal pills, but also the reputation of the Holy Land that had been accumulated for thousands of years.

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