Yue Buqun didn't know how to deal with the murder of Lao Denuo. Liu Zhengfeng suddenly came to the round hut. He really wanted to sleep, someone gave him a pillow and just followed the pole down. He coughed and said, "Yes, yes. You can't snub the monks of Shaolin Temple for Yue's bad behavior. Let's meet here. He waved his sleeves and said to Tian Lin, "You must explain to Yue the death of that despicable disciple." Now my brother Liu Jinpan is about to wash his hands. Yue will not argue with you for the time being. After the ceremony, Yue will settle the matter with you. ”

Lin Tian sighed, disappointed in his heart. This Yue Buqun, the sword of a famous gentleman on the rivers and lakes, is not good at pedantic, and is far from being lively and decisive as the word "sword" should be. Martial arts were his only means and tools to achieve his ambitions and control power. Did he ever have even the slightest respect for Martial Arts himself? This generation, this generation...

Tian Lin is dedicated to the pursuit of martial arts, and wants to prove his invincible path in the world by constantly challenging the strong, in his opinion, Yue Buqun has proved his inadequacy with practical actions.

With this assessment. Lin Tian was indifferent to the high-sounding scene, so he didn't even bother to waste the strength to speak. turned around and walked out with Liu Zhengfeng. Xing, how did they come into conflict with the senior monks of the Shaolin Temple? To be honest, Tian Lin also felt very strange about this incident.

Not everyone is qualified to go out and meet Shaolin monks. Master Liu Zhengfeng certainly has this qualification. "The Five Mountains Sword Sect is in the same lineage", so Yue Buqun and Ding Yishi are also half masters, so they are naturally qualified. In addition, there are Tian Lin, the beggar gang advocate stepman, He Sanqi, a famous resident of Yandang Mountain, and Xia Laoquan of Zhengzhou Liuhemen. There are only seven or eight.

Small number of people, fast speed. After a while, the crowd walked out of the gate and saw two groups of people facing each other on the long street in front of the Liu family's mansion. A group of people drove a horse-drawn carriage with a dart flag. This flag is embroidered with a bat and a lion. Although there is no text, all those present are agents. Naturally, everyone knows that this is the dart flag of Fu Wei Dart Bureau, which has business in ten provinces. On the axle of the dart cart, at this moment, a little girl is dressed in red, and two bearded calves are swinging happily, and she has the same lovely names: pink carving and jade carving. As soon as she saw the crowd coming out, she immediately raised her hand and shouted lazily, "Chen, Chen, come here." Someone is going to bully us. ”

Tian Lin smiled and said, "Xiaoye, if you don't bully others, they will call you Amitabha." Who has the courage to bully you?" Lin Zhennan, the chief escort of Fu Wei's escort agency, sat next to the horse, looked at him uneasily, and said in a low voice: "Thank you, sir, please take a seat." ”

"Trouble, you mean these Shaolin monks?" Tian Lin turned around and looked back. In the light, I saw seven people standing opposite. The first old monk, already wrinkled, was full of compassion and peace. Half a step behind him, another monk, only in his 30s, was very intelligent and carried a handy shovel. There were three other laymen beside him, all dressed in brown robes. In addition, there are two other people, but they are disciples of the Qingcheng faction, Shen and Ji Rentong!

Liu Zhengfeng recognized the old monk as the leader. He was the first generation of today's Shaolin Temple. He was a brother to the abbot, Master Zheng Fang, and was known as Fang Sheng. He was a high-ranking monk with strict discipline and profound attainments. Moreover, the "Fang" generation of senior monks of the Shaolin School is also highly respected. Although it is different from the Goyue Sword Sect, the previous generation will be a generation older than the head of the Goyue Sword Sect. At that moment, Liu Zhengfeng hurriedly stepped forward and bowed deeply. "I learned from Liu Zhengfeng at the end of Heng Mountain and met Master Fang Sheng." Yue Buqun, Teacher Ding Yi and other famous martial arts masters also expressed their respects.

nodded, greeted Shi, and said softly: "Amitabha, old, I met Liu Sanye and your donors. Turning back slightly, he said to the crowd, "These four are old teachers and nephews. This Dharma name is Jueyue. The other three are all Shaolin lay disciples. This is Master Huang Guobai, this is Master Xin Guoliang, and this is Master Yi Guo Zi. ”

Fang Sheng does have a good reputation in the rivers and lakes. These four Shaolin disciples, Jueyue, Huang Guobai, Xin Guoliang and Yi Guozi, are no strangers. Shaolin Temple actually sent these five people together, which can be said to give Liu Zhengfeng enough face. Liu Zhengfeng's heart was full of joy, and he kept thanking her. He also invited all the people to come for tea. Before Fang Sheng could speak, his nephew Xin suddenly said, "Young Master Liu, don't rush in to pour tea or something. There's an urgent matter that needs to be dealt with first. ”

Xing Guoliang's figure is not that big, but his chest is swollen, like a drum. Therefore, when speaking, the voice is as loud as a bell, especially loud and conspicuous. Liu Zhengfeng frowned and asked suspiciously, "Brother Xin, what's wrong?"

Yi said sadly, "Liu Sanye." This time, the abbot sent the abbot and uncle to go out with a few of us. There are two main things to do. First of all, of course, that is to participate in the gold plate cleaning ceremony of the third and sixth masters. Congratulations to Sanliu Ye on his retirement. Second, Yu Canghai, the head of the Song Feng Taoist Temple of the Qingcheng faction, unfortunately became a victim of Fujian traitors, and many disciples of the Qingcheng faction were also innocently killed. Two disciples of the Qingcheng faction, Shen and Ji Rentong, managed to escape, and rushed to Shaoshi Mountain desperately to seek justice from the abbot and severely punish the murderer. The abbot asked us to go to Fujian by the way to find out the truth after the golden bowl washing ceremony of the third and sixth masters, and then negotiate peace. ”

Xin Guoliang opened his throat and said, "I didn't expect that we met the murderer as soon as we arrived at the door of the Sanliu Master's house. The Qingcheng faction is also a noble and decent sect on the rivers and lakes. Yu Guanzhu was killed. Of course, we in Shaolin cannot sit idly by. The Wuyue Sword Sect should respect its compatriots. Sanroku Ye, do you think this is true?"

The voices of these two Shaolin disciples were enough to attract people's attention. At this moment, I suddenly said such groundbreaking news. It was a bolt from the blue. It shook everyone present like lightning. In an instant, they were dumbfounded, and they couldn't believe their ears. People subconsciously turned their gaze to Fang Sheng, hoping that he could confirm whether there was such a thing.

In front of everyone's eyes, they saw the old monk sigh, bow his head, and mutter, "Amitabha, good is good." Although he did not speak directly, his actions clearly confirmed that things were indeed happening. If the monks didn't use slang, where else could they be faked? so that people had to believe it even if they didn't want to believe it anymore. He Sanqi, an expert from Yandang Mountain, couldn't help but ask, "I'm sorry, Brother Xin and Brother Yi." Who is the murderer of Lord Guan Yu?"

Huang Guobai said coldly, "We are not bitter masters. It is better for the bitter lord to say it himself. He stretched out his hand and pushed the shoulders of the two Qingcheng disciples, and said, "Shen, Ji Rentong." Now there are not only our Shaolin, but also the Wuyue Sword Sect and many martial arts predecessors. You don't have to worry, just say the name of the murderer. ”

Shen and Ji Ren looked at each other with a deep hatred in their eyes. "Master, master, Master Yue, there are really a lot of martial arts seniors in the court, and the murderer of our master is a self-proclaimed Hongmen disciple. These two women are accomplices! Fu Weilin's family dart bureau is even the mastermind behind the scenes. I beg you all to understand that the Qingcheng faction is also part of the righteous path of martial arts, for the sake of fairness, in order to avenge the Qingcheng faction. The words just fell. The two knelt down and kowtowed to Fang Sheng, Liu Zhengfeng, Yue Buqun and others. Their heads collided with stone slabs on the ground. Bang.

With a flick of the sleeves of the monk's robe, a soft force suddenly appeared, supporting Shen and Xiangmin. "Good, good, good," he said mildly, "the two benefactors don't have to be like this. As long as we find the truth and leave the benefactors of the right path here, justice will be clear and we will repay you fairly. Please stand up. Then he stepped forward and saluted Lin Tian and Lin Zhennan respectively. Yan Wen asked: "I dare to ask you two questions, but are you Lin Tian and his benefactor Lin Zhennan?"

In the face of a master like Monk Fang Sheng, how could Lin Zhennan dare to slack off in the slightest? He hurriedly turned over and dismounted, and said respectfully, "Master, I was killed. It is Lin Zhennan, the dart head of Fuzhou Fu Wei Dart Bureau, who is just a talent. ”

Tian Lin also smiled, raised his hand and said, "Tian Lin, the eighth generation disciple of the Hongmen, met Master Fang Sheng. Then he introduced to Ye Yong Xing, who was sitting on the wheel, "This is my sister Yi. There is also an older sister named Sue. On the other side, Xing didn't know where to take a bag of melon seeds and ate them with relish. When she heard Tian Lin introduce herself, she giggled, threw out the melon seeds, held up the paper bag, and asked, "Old monk, do you want to eat melon seeds?" ”

Although Fang Sheng had a profound Buddhist cultivation, he had already regarded the red powder as a skeleton. However, a cute little girl smiled and said that she would treat herself as a melon seed, and whether she was a monk or not, she would have a good feeling for this little girl. "Thank you, donor, for your kindness. However, I always obey the precepts and do not eat after noon. I can only understand. After settling down, the voice asked again, "Master Chen, this Shen's donor, Ji Ren and the donor both said that you killed Yu Guanzhu of the Qingcheng faction, but you don't know what happened?"

Before Tian Lin could speak, Yongxing was already snorting melon seeds and laughing: "Old monk, where did you ask this question? Drunk people are usually sure that they are not drunk, and neurotic people are also sure that they are not mentally ill. If you ask someone directly if they've done something bad, they'll definitely answer something you haven't done, okay?"