Qiao Feng was shocked and angry, he couldn't have imagined that these people would be so shameless, and they would overturn everything that Juxianzhuang confronted that day!

"Dare to ask the abbot!" Qiao Feng shouted and stood up, "In the past, in Juxianzhuang, Master Xuanbei personally said that there was another person who killed my adoptive parents and teacher, this person is an old man, hiding his head, and has personally admitted the fact of killing, this matter has also been heard by Shaolin disciples with their own ears, why are you still framing me for killing people today?" ”

"Amitabha." Xuan Ci's face was expressionless, "Master Qiao, the disciple who heard the so-called truth with his own ears is now in the hall, stop, you come out and tell the situation of that day, 1510, there must be no concealment or omission." ”

"Yes, Uncle Abbot!" A little monk cowered and stepped forward, looked left and right, and began to tell the story of that day of abduction.

He Xie naturally recognized that the little monk was the person he had taken away that day, and the little monk did not hide it at all, and told him in detail what happened that day.

He shook his head, knowing that a fierce battle was inevitable today.

The Shaolin monk is completely shameless.

Sure enough, as the little monk finished speaking, Xuan Ci spoke again.

"Master Qiao, what you said is wrong?" He looked at Qiao Feng.

Qiao Feng shook his head: "This little master is honest and honest, and he ...... himself."

Unexpectedly, the end suddenly pointed at Qiao Feng and shouted, "It's you!" You wicked man! You killed my master that night, I saw it with my own eyes! ”

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar, and even the senior monks of Shaolin Temple were stunned, obviously never thinking that their disciples would suddenly identify Qiao Feng.

"Stop, don't talk nonsense!" Xuan Zhi's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly scolded.

At this time, everyone in the Shaolin monks thought that this end was a vain attempt to figure out "Shangyi", so they simply said that they had seen Qiao Feng kill people with their own eyes, after all, Xuan Ku said in person before he died that it was an old man who killed him.

But he decided that it was Qiao Feng, because Xiao Yuanshan and Qiao Feng were really the same as those carved out of a mold.

"Uncle Shi, the disciple will never dare to speak falsely!" Zhi Jing said anxiously, "The disciple saw clearly outside the window that day, it was him, and he slapped Uncle Xuanku's chest. ”

The scene was even more noisy and uproarious, Qiao Feng was simply furious, pointing at Zhi Jing and shouting angrily: "Who have you been instructed to dare to slander me?" ”

Zhi Jing shrank back in fright, but still shouted: "It's you, it's you!" ”

"Amitabha!"

At this moment, Xuan Ci let out a long groan, suppressing all voices.

His thoughts swirled in his heart, and he looked at the end deeply, and there were some doubts in his heart.

"Stop, you have to look carefully, don't recognize the wrong person." Xuan Ci said slowly.

"I can see it clearly, that night he was dressed in gray cloth, with a square face, his eyebrows upturned, and his big ears like this, he was right!" ”

"It's ridiculous!" Qiao Feng shouted angrily, "That day, before he died, the master personally said that it was an old man who killed him, and the abbot master was also present, now don't you admit it?" ”

Xuan Ci shook his head: "It's not difficult to dress up, stop, look at it again, how is the appearance of this Qiao Shi Lord different from the person you saw that night?" ”

Zhi Jing stared at Qiao Feng boldly for a while, and immediately shouted: "Except that his hair is not so white and there are fewer wrinkles on his face, there is no difference at all, it is him, even such a vicious look, it is exactly the same!" ”

"Amitabha." Xuan Ci shook his head, "Master Qiao, Zhijing's martial arts are low, he was born in Shaolin since he was a child, and he has never gone out, but that day he was kidnapped by your companion for some reason, and the old benefactor took Zhijing away, and he didn't kill or ask him, he just let him listen to the conversation with another masked man, and then let him come back, as if the old benefactor specifically told me Shaolin through Zhijing." ”

Speaking of this, Xuan Ci paused, and said: "If I really didn't see you, or I Shaolin has no other circumstantial evidence, I'm afraid that I will really be deceived by your arrangement, but it's a pity that Skynet is restored and not leaked, Master Qiao, you are smart but you are clever and mistaken, I'm afraid you didn't expect that when you committed the murder, you were seen right?" ”

At this time, the Shaolin monks were all excited, but they didn't expect such a change to make things easier.

Qiao Feng was inexplicably sad and indignant, at this time, he only felt that he couldn't argue, he hated it in his heart, hated it to the extreme, what Shaolin monk, compassionate?

Under the Buddha hall, those who chant Amitabha Buddha are all shameless people!

At this moment, He Xie finally spoke.

He asked, "Master Abbot, dare to ask where Master Xuanbei is?" ”

Everyone was stunned, and even Qiao Feng realized that Xuan Bei was not present for such a big scene in Shaolin.

Xuan Ci's face did not change, and he sighed and said: "Xuan Bei's junior brother mistakenly believed people's words and did not distinguish between right and wrong, so that Xuan Lonely and Xuan Pain were killed by He Shouzun in front of him, he knew that he was guilty of deep sin and could not be relieved. ”

As Xuan Ci spoke, Xuan Yan on his side showed a look of pain on his face and lowered his head.

"It's a pity, it's a pity!" He Xie sighed, the whole Shaolin, the only thing he had a good impression of was Xuan Bei, but now this truly benevolent and upright monk has proclaimed himself in the cave of thought and practiced a closed-mouth meditation, which makes him have no pity in his heart for all the monks in Shaolin in front of him.

Hearing this, where can He Xie not understand, Xuan Ci not only wants to completely whitewash Shaolin, but also buckle the basin on Qiao Feng's head again.

There was no need to continue, He Xie could also guess what Xuan Ci would say next.

It is nothing more than that Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo are actually Qiao Feng's accomplices, and the three of them are acting for Shaolin to confuse the public.

At this time, there was no proof of He Xie's death, and Xuan Bei, the only one who was willing to tell the truth, was thought about again, it can be said that Qiao Feng was really speechless.

What a good idea for Shaolin to play - what a bad idea!

If this idea was thought up by Xuan Ci, then Xuan Ci should really find a piece of tofu and kill him.

He Xie smiled coldly, looked at Xuan Ci, and said, "Abbot Xuan Ci, you are trying to prove Qiao Feng's guilt, you just want to clear Shaolin's innocence, and then put the responsibility for the Juxianzhuang tragedy on Qiao Feng, right?" ”

Xuan Ci said: "True is true, false is false, what the facts are, the world has its own public opinion, not the old man has the final say." ”

He Xie sighed and said: "This seat killed Xuan Lin and Xuan Pain, it was originally for the sake of heaven, and in this way, it has also become a murderous mouth, and Shaolin will naturally not give up." ”

Xuan Ci said: "Yes, Qiao Feng has been confirmed to be the murderer of Xuanku's junior brother, and He Shouzun killed my two junior brothers, Xuan Lin and Xuanqi, in order to protect his righteous brother. ”

"That's the reason." He Xie nodded.