Shaolin Temple, Bodhidharma Hall.

Two shirtless corpses were placed in the middle of the Buddha hall, surrounded by a group of old monks, full of grief and indignation, silent.

These two corpses are naturally Xuan Lonely and Xuan Pain.

On their chests, there was a faint red mark as if they had been drawn by a red pen, which was the cause of their death.

"Amitabha Buddha ......" After a long suppressed silence, Xuan Bei slowly spoke, "Dare to ask Senior Brother Abbot, what is the plan of my temple next?" ”

Xuan Ci's face was bitter, and he sighed: "Sins and sins, the poor monks misbelieved people's words back then, so that they made a big mistake. The cause of the past, the effect of today, all kinds of sins, let the poor monks bear them. ”

"What's wrong with Senior Brother Abbot?" A monk stood up, his face sad and angry, frowning and saying loudly.

This monk's name is Xuandu, he is the elder of the precepts, and on weekdays, he is the closest to Xuandu.

"Thirty years ago, the abbot master killed wasn't the Khitan?" He said emotionally, "And not long after the battle of Yanmen Pass, the Liao State sent troops to Kouguan, but do you know that these two things are not directly related?" The poor monk thought that the reason why the Liao people did not continue to send samurai to Shaolin to steal the scriptures was because they knew that my Shaolin had taken precautions, so they changed their goals! ”

This sentence immediately caused many monks to echo it, and the scene was buzzing.

"Senior Brother Xuan Lin and Senior Brother Xuan Pain are my Shaolin contemporary elders, and their status is noble, even if they are at fault, they will naturally be dealt with by the rules of my Shaolin Temple, how can people take their lives so easily?" Xuandu continued with grief and indignation, "What's more, who know that the two masked people who came that night weren't He Xie and Qiao Feng deliberately looking for someone to mislead us? ”

"The matter has not yet been decided, why did they kill my Shaolin monk?"

As Xuandu questioned one after another, in the Buddhist hall, the monks suddenly became emotional.

Although Xuan Bei tried his best to explain, he went out to clarify the truth this time, firstly, without the permission of the abbot, and secondly, he watched his senior brother being killed, when did Shaolin suffer such humiliation?

Everyone doesn't say it, but who doesn't complain about him in their hearts?

In the end, Shaolin was still a one-sided situation, and the voices of sorrow and tribulation were still drowned in angry accusations.

Xuan Ci's expression gradually calmed down, and he said lightly: "In this case, our temple must take the initiative!" Xuandu, Xuandu, two junior brothers, you two appointed disciples to post heroic posts, and I held a hero conference in Shaolin on January 15 to invite the world's heroes to clarify this matter! ”

"Xuan Zhi, Xuan Ming's two junior brothers, you two go to find out the true identity of those two masked people......"

"Xuannian, Xuanshi, you two ......"

With Xuan Ci's order, the entire Shaolin Temple took action.

Except for two people.

Xuan Sadness and Xuan Difficulty, the two of them did not receive any tasks from beginning to end.

They are marginalized.

At the same time, in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, an old monk with white eyebrows shook his head while sweeping the floor: "There is nothing in the first place, why bother to stir up dust?" ”

On the Taihu Lake, Mantuo Mountain Villa.

Gu Mozhi had been waiting for fifteen days, but he still couldn't wait for Murong Bo to appear, so that he had such doubts.

"Murong Bo, is it your biological father?" He asked Murong Fu suspiciously.

"Bastard!" Murong Fu, who described Artemisia Withered, was furious, "Shameless monk, you have imprisoned me for so long, and you still insult me with your father, if you want to kill, you can kill it, if you want to kill it, if Murong Fu blinks his eyes, he is not a man!" ”

Gu Mozhi was not angry when he was scolded, but sighed and shook his head, and said, "Why should Murong Gongzi be angry? If it weren't for Ling Zun to coerce the little monk, why would the little monk use this kind of thing to deceive you? ”

"Hmph, don't say that Murong Bo is dead, even if he is still alive, he may not come to you!" On one side, an icy voice rang out.

But it was Wang Yuyan's mother, Li Qingluo.

And not far from Li Qingluo, Wang Yuyan, who was looking down at a book, also raised her head and looked over here, with a worried face.

Kumachi tied up a big living person to come here, and stayed here for so long, how could the owner not be aware of it?

As early as ten days ago, in order to solve the problem left by He Xie, Wang Yuyan came to Langhuan Jade Cave to inquire about the cheats, but was caught red-handed by Gu Mozhi.

That night, Li Qingluo came to find her daughter, and she was also clicked.

Since then, Gu Mozhi has occupied the magpie's nest, threatening Li Qingluo's mother and daughter, instructing his subordinates to serve tea and water, and serve their daily life.

And the reason why he didn't point Wang Yuyan's acupoint was because he attacked Wang Yuyan from behind that day, but Wang Yuyan used Ling Bo to take a slight step and dodged over.

Although Gu Mozhi quickly restrained Wang Yuyan again, he also recognized that this was He Xie's martial arts, and he was immediately extremely surprised.

After inquiring, I found out that He Xie passed on this martial art to Wang Yuyan.

Gu Mozhi was in awe of He Xie and didn't want to do anything to Wang Yuyan, but after all, this matter was a matter of life and death for him, and he didn't dare to let Wang Yuyan go out, allowing her to call friends and cause trouble.

He simply let Wang Yuyan move freely in this Langhuan Jade Cave, but he couldn't go out casually.

When Gu Mozhi heard Li Qingluo's words, he also frowned slightly.

It stands to reason that Murong Bo should have come a long time ago, but he hasn't come until now, could it be that he is really sure that he doesn't dare to take Murong Fu or not, so he has no fear?

Thinking of this, Gu Mozhi's eyes showed a fierce light, and he looked at Murong Fu again, and Murong Fu suddenly felt a pang in his heart.

Wang Yuyan was keenly aware of it, and immediately became vigilant, stepped on Ling Bo's slight steps, rushed over, and blocked in front of Murong Fu.

"Great monk, what are you going to do to my cousin?" Wang Yuyan frowned slightly and said softly.

Gu Mozhi looked at Wang Yuyan depressedly: "Miss Wang, you are not the opponent of the little monk, let's get out of the way." The little monk has respected you several times and let you, for the sake of He Shaoxia's face. But you always do this, please forgive the little monk for only offending! ”

In the past few days, he didn't think about forcing Murong Bo to show up by hurting Murong Fu, but he was stopped by Wang Yuyan every time.

"You are also a high-ranking monk, why do you have to get along with my cousin?" Wang Yuyan persuaded, "You said that you also have something unspeakable, why don't you say it, maybe we can help?" ”

"The little monk's affairs don't have to worry about the girl." Gu Mozhi sighed, "Miss Wang, the little monk doesn't want to embarrass you, so let's get out of the way." ”

Wang Yuyan said: "If you deal with my cousin, I won't live anymore." ”

Again.

Kumachi was even more depressed in his heart.

He turned his head to look at Murong Fu, and couldn't help but sneer and sarcastically said: "Murong Fu, a dignified man, actually needs a woman to shelter and live, it really disgraces your Murong family!" ”

Murong Fu roared angrily: "Fan monk, if you have the ability, you can let me go, and I will fight with you for three hundred rounds!" ”