Stepping into Zhaoti Road, he visited Daolin.

The stone niches are mossy and the incense path is deep and white.

This is the first time He Xie has come to Shaolin Temple, regardless of past and present lives.

Compared with Shaolin Mountain, which has been completely commercialized in later generations, Shaolin at this time is secluded, wooded, and the scenery is quite elegant.

He Xie enjoyed the beautiful scenery all the way, climbed the stairs, and was leisurely.

The only fly in the ointment is that around him, dozens of monks followed him step by step as if they were facing a great enemy, as if they were afraid that he would pollute the purity of Buddhism by farting.

With these ordinary monks, he doesn't care about anything.

Although he has been unable to retreat in the past month, but there is such a big movement in the rivers and lakes, how can he not know everything that happened in the Shaolin Temple?

In fact, He Xie didn't expect the truth to be so ingenious, and in this world, he really won the nickname of "Bloody Hand Slaughter".

It's not a good name, and in modern times, it's almost like "murderer", "psychopath" or something like that.

He Xie didn't care about these false names, but he knew very well that this was not normal.

You must know that even if he is despicable as "Mu Gaofeng", he also has the nickname of "Saibei Ming Camel", he took the cause and effect of Lin Ping, just to save his parents, and killed some people, but he was labeled as a murderer, and it spread all over the rivers and lakes.

To say that there is no one here to get in the way is impossible!

As for who it is, he can't hide it from He Xie's eyes.

The Qingcheng faction can be regarded as a famous and decent family, and the hundreds of martial arts people killed in the first battle of Leiyang are all low-level, but they are also fellow martial artists invited by Liu Zhengfeng.

He Xie has killed so many decent people, he naturally can't be a hero, he can only be a bloody slaughter.

Otherwise, he will become a chivalrous man, and so many righteous people will not become evil demons?

If the title of "Bloody Hand Slaughter" was barely logical at the beginning, then next, what evil kills and lets me do it, and kills the East undefeated, how can it be regarded as a vote, right?

Even if you can't mix up the title of a hero, how can you be regarded as a righteous man who abandons the dark and turns to the light, and a prodigal son who changes his evil and returns to the right, right?

But what evil is still a bloody slaughter.

Although He Xie didn't want to admit it, he also tried hard to make himself a simple-minded young man, but he knew in his heart that he was an old yin...... What's that.

Therefore, what twists and turns are there, and why he can't take off his hat of bloody slaughter, he knows it in his heart.

He Xie doesn't care about this title, really.

But not caring doesn't mean liking it.

No one in their right mind would like to be called derogatory.

What's more, it's not a simple thing to call at all.

In this era, a bad reputation is basically equivalent to depriving you of your "political rights".

For example, if he wants to accept apprentices, the children of serious people will never worship a bloody person as a teacher.

If he wanted to establish a sect, then this sect would have been labeled as a demonic alien as soon as he was born.

Counting the sects that have been labeled as evil demons over the ages, no matter how hard their founders work and do chivalrous deeds, in the end, the sect will still become a gathering place for all kinds of villains, and there will be a miasma.

Why?

Because the ingredients of your sect are the evil demons and foreign ways, and everyone is golden, saying that you are, you don't have to be!

If not, then what's the deal?

So, it's not a name thing.

This is shrimp pork heart!

Although these decent people bullied He Xie so much, He Xie was still not angry.

Because He Xie himself knew in his heart that at least decent people had not wronged him.

He, He Bloody Hand Man Tu Evil, is here to destroy the good situation of harmony and love in the martial arts!

At the mountain gate, there are senior monks of Shaolin square characters standing outside the door to greet them.

Although He Xie established his attributes as a master in the three wars, he was a junior after all, and he was not qualified enough, so he asked the Shaolin abbot to go out to greet him personally.

In addition to the high-ranking monks of the square character generation, there are nearly a thousand people wearing linen and filial piety standing on both sides of the mountain gate, staring at He Xie who came slowly with hateful eyes.

These people are the widows of the hundreds of martial arts people killed by He Xie in the Battle of Leiyang.

In this special way, they are welcoming the arrival of He Xie.

He Xie's gaze swept over these people, and he smiled disappreciatively, but in his heart, his evaluation of the Shaolin abbot was lowered by a few points.

It's too petty.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

The leading white-eyed monk shouted a Buddha name and bowed slightly: "Poor monk Fang Yuan, Xi is the first seat of the precept hall of our temple, I have seen Lord Lin, Lord Lin has come from afar, and he has missed the welcome, and he hopes to atone for his sins." ”

He Xie returned a salute: "Master Fang Yuan is polite. ”

The old monk Fang Yuan straightened up, and said with blazing eyes: "Master Lin is much younger than the poor monk imagined, it's a pity, it's a pity!" was a young and promising son, but he went astray, which is really embarrassing. ”

The corners of He Xie's mouth hooked: "It's a pity that the master is too early, Lin is evil, what the master said doesn't count, even if the abbot of your temple doesn't count." ”

Fang Yuan clasped his hands together and said: "Justice is at ease in the hearts of the people, it is right and evil, and the hearts of the people in the world have their own measurements, and it is not who has the final say." ”

He Xie laughed: "So the master doesn't have to be a pity, just let the people of the world measure it slowly." ”

Fang Yuan chanted the Buddha horn again, looked at He Xie's eyes, pointed to the crowd of people wearing linen and filial piety on both sides of the road, and asked in a deep voice: "Could it be that when Lord Lin Shi saw these people, there was no wave in his heart?" ”

He Xie frowned: "I was about to ask the master, is there anyone dead in Shaolin Temple?" Why do so many people wear linen and filial piety? Could it be that the abbot master has passed away? ”

“……”

Fang Yuan's eyes widened, and his face suddenly turned from white to black, and then from black to purple, and the expression on his face was extremely exciting!

"Lord Lin Shi has accumulated ......virtue on his lips," Fang Yuan said with suppressed anger.

But he only said half a sentence before He Xie waved his hand and interrupted: "Master also accumulate some virtue for Shaolin!" In Shaolin, it solves problems, not to listen to your nonsense! ”

"You ......" Fang Yuan was furious, but in the end he forcibly endured it, took a deep breath, turned sideways, and said in a deep voice: "Donor, please!" ”

He Xie smiled and walked forward.

At this moment, an angry roar suddenly came from the side: "Thief surnamed Lin, if you do too much injustice, you will be punished by heaven!" ”

This sound was like a fuse that detonated a powder keg, and suddenly, the crowd was about to rise up with anger!

But He Xie didn't wait for them to be angry, as soon as his ears moved, he identified the direction, and a flying needle popped out with his backhand.

Someone in the crowd suddenly let out a scream and flew out!

"The thief has killed someone!"

Someone shouted again.

He Xie had a smile on his face, and he popped out another needle with his fingers, and the person who had just spoken suddenly screamed again and flew out.

"Lin Xiaoer......"

Burst!

One more down!

He Xie smiled, looked around, and everywhere his eyes passed, everyone bowed their heads!

"Master Lin, you are too ......" Fang Yuan could no longer contain his anger, his momentum suddenly soared, and he spoke in a deep voice.

But he was still only halfway through his speech, and was interrupted by He Xie.

"Master, don't be impatient," He Xie said with a gentle smile, "Please allow Lin to cut the grass and remove the roots first." ”

After a pause, He Xie looked around again, and said with a smile: "Who else has something to say?" ”