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"How is it possible, how can it be that Master Guangzhi instructed it. ”

"This monk is spewing blood, maybe he also likes children like that monster, so he will help each other, otherwise why should he take a little girl with him. ”

"Yes, last night that woman smashed the roof of the side hall with a stick, and she must not be human!"

Everyone looked at Guangzhi who was standing on the table, and Tang Sanzang who was standing in front of the table and pointing at Guangzhi, with different expressions on their faces, and talked softly.

"This ...... The guru must have misunderstood, so how could this matter be related to me. Moreover, the child's clothes were found in the monster's closet, which was exposed by the master and apprentice, and the villagers who were present last night could testify. The Guru was not in the monastery last night, so I am afraid that he did not know about it. Guangzhi looked at Tang Sanzang, the expression on his face was still calm.

"Yes, we all saw it last night, and the monster hid the children's clothes in the closet, and it's true!" someone in the crowd echoed. Everyone nodded, looking at Tang Sanzang with some guard, and many people looked at Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong glanced at Tang Sanzang twice, and then at Guangzhi. Turned around directly, looked out of the gate, neither nodded nor objected, just muttered softly: "Is it really not the ugly monk?"

"I saw you and Guangmou talking under the poplar tree outside my little courtyard, you instructed him to set the fire, but he should not be able to speak now, if I am right, then nod. Tang Sanzang didn't care about everyone's eyes and words, looking at Guangmou who was gradually quieting down on the side, he had a rag stuffed in his mouth, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Everyone looked at Guangmou together, and even Wukong turned his head slightly.

Guangmou glared at Guangzhi and nodded his head vigorously, his bloodshot eyes full of anger.

"How could it be ......" Sun Wukong clenched his fists and squinted at Guangzhi, "This kid lied to me?"

The faces of everyone present also changed slightly, and they looked at each other for a while, not knowing whose words to believe. If it was really Guangzhi who instructed Guangmou to burn down the meditation room, then what was he for?

"It's nonsense, this monster hates me for exposing him, and how can what he says be true. Guangzhi flicked his sleeves, looked at Tang Sanzang with some anger and said: "I respect you from the Heavenly Empire, obviously the evidence is conclusive, but you are talking nonsense and slandering me, could it be that you are the same party as this demon?"

Then he pointed to Xiong Xiaobu who was standing at the door and continued: "You came to spend the night but did not sleep in the temple, disappeared for one night, your little girl still does not know where she is, and I don't know where a little girl has been abducted, if you don't tell where this little girl came from today, you will not be able to leave this temple." ”

Hearing this, the people standing next to Tang Sanzang took a few steps back, all of them looked at Tang Sanzang with a wary face, and some young adults even clenched the sticks and firewood knives in their hands for self-defense. Some people who lost their children also squeezed to the front, looking at Xiong Xiaobu standing next to Sun Wukong, wanting to see if it was their own children.

"Damn, this guy is a complete waste of talent if he doesn't go to the United States to participate in the presidential race, and there is no problem in fooling the masses. Tang San complained in his heart, the expression on his face was still indifferent, he jumped onto the table built on the wooden table, and looked at Guangzhi who subconsciously retreated to another table, "Your so-called evidence is conclusive, but it is actually full of loopholes. ”

"How many people have seen this with their own eyes, could it be that they are all lying!" Guangzhi said coldly.

The people in the audience who came to fight the fire last night all spoke out in solidarity with Guangzhi.

"It's not lying, they're just seeing the facts. Tang Sanzang shook his head, pointed at Pu Xuan and continued: "Abbot Pu Xuan has a habit of collecting robes, and he loves to show off, if I guess correctly, those robes should be in the closet of his room, right?"

Tang Sanzang looked inquiringly at the square-faced monk who was carrying a hanger yesterday under the stage, he could remember all the people he had seen. Although everyone didn't understand what Tang Sanzang wanted to say, they still followed his gaze.

The square-faced monk was looked at by everyone, hesitated for a while, but nodded and said, "Yes." ”

Tang Sanzang saw him admit it, and continued: "Last night, in order to show off his wealth to me, Pu Xuan sent someone to his room to move all the robes out, at that time, all the wardrobes were opened, and there were no children's clothes in them, why did when Wukong smashed the wardrobe, but children's clothes appeared inside?"

"This ...... At that time, there really wasn't. The square-faced monk was stunned for a moment, but still nodded. Last night, the monks who carried their robes also nodded their heads, indicating that they did not see the children's clothes in the closet.

"We saw clothes flying out of the closet, how could we not have ......," muttered the bearded old man last night, with a look of disbelief.

"What the hell is going on?Is there any child's clothes in Abbot Puxuan's closet?" The monks standing on the side didn't know who to believe at this time.

"Then who did it?" Sun Wukong's gaze swept over everyone, and when it fell on Tang Sanzang's body, he suddenly thought of his previous praise, and suddenly felt a little hot on his face, this guy's words just now were reversed, if Pu Xuan was not the murderer, then wouldn't she catch the wrong person?

"It could be that he had a compartment in his closet, and it was only after it was broken that he found the clothes inside. Guangzhi's face changed slightly, and his hand under the wide-sleeved monk's robe was clenched tightly, and he said loudly.

"No, someone took out the robe and put the children's clothes in it, because the light was too dim to put the hangers back in the closet and not look closely, so no one found the children's clothes. Without waiting for any reaction from everyone, Tang Sanzang had already taken over the conversation, his eyes swept over the monks, fixed on a thin little monk, stretched out his hand and pointed at him and said, "You, come out." ”

The little monk twisted and refused to come out, and the monks around him didn't dare to get involved, so they all scattered to the side and let him out at once.

Guangzhi looked at the little monk, and his face changed.

Everyone listened to Tang Sanzang's words, and they were all in the clouds at this time, but many people were no longer so sure that Pu Xuan was a monster.

Three hundred years ago, Pu Xuan rebuilt the Guanyin Monastery little by little, and everyone's grandparents have been praising his stories of perseverance and hardships from generation to generation. In those stories, there are countless deeds about how he went out to make a fortune and help the villagers in Akiyama Town.

Everyone stared at the little monk, not knowing why Tang Sanzang wanted to call him out.

"You put your clothes in the abbot's closet, didn't you? Last night when you went to carry the robe, you went out with you, and they all came back together, only when you were half a quarter of an hour late. Tang Sanzang looked at the little monk, and his voice was cold, "Who instructed you to do it?"

The little monk was only fourteen or fifteen years old, and he was already panicked by everyone, and after hearing Tang Sanzang's words, he was even more anxious to cry, his eyes subconsciously looked towards Guangzhi, but after facing Guangzhi's gaze, he trembled, and quickly looked away, looking at Tang Sanzang trembling, but said in a firm tone: "I don't know what you're talking about, I don't know anything, I haven't done anything." ”

The corners of Guangzhi's mouth rose slightly, and he looked at Tang Sanzang and sneered: "You can't make up the story, right? You weren't in the temple at all last night, everything was just your nonsense." ”

Many people in the audience breathed a sigh of relief, obviously still didn't believe that Guangzhi was blaming Puxuan and deceiving everyone, and they hated Tang Sanzang even more.

"Wukong, this slut won't tell the truth. Tang Sanzang looked at the trembling little monk, and looked back at Sun Wukong helplessly, selling cute for help.

"Deal with sluts, you will be honest if you are scared. Sun Wukong pursed his lips and raised his hand, as if he had thrown something out.

The next moment, a bucket-thick, incomprehensibly long golden stick fell from the sky and smashed directly in front of the little monk.