People are floating in the rivers and lakes, how can they not be stabbed? Either you cut me, or I cut you, what's the matter?

Even stupid and strong understand the truth, how can these widows and lonely old people not understand?

Their sons, husbands, nephews, nephews and the like, mingled in the rivers and lakes, practiced martial arts, and went to Hengyang to hold a Hello, Hello, Hello, Hello, Hello Everyone's Observation Meeting, which was originally a good thing to eat, drink and be lively, but they were killed because they were jealous of other people's martial arts cheats.

How normal is this?

There are still profits and losses in business, and if you want to take the treasure and kill people, but you miss Qingqing's life, this kind of thing can be regarded as the main theme of the rivers and lakes.

But on the contrary, all these people gathered at the gate of the Shaolin Temple, wanting to seek justice for their dead relatives.

They can hate He Xie, and they can even use all kinds of conspiracies and tricks to kill He Xie and frame He Xie, but they are not qualified to seek justice.

The question is, how did these people come together so neatly?

How did they come to Shaolin Temple together, wanting Shaolin to come forward to seek justice for them?

If Shaolin really killed He Xie or imprisoned him, would their justice be recovered?

Is their purpose accomplished? Is it true that their souls have been sublimated, and their hearts have been comforted?

He Xie sneered and looked around, and when he saw those fearful and evasive eyes, he had the answer in his heart.

If it is Hongguoguo's hatred that supports them to stand in front of He Xie, then what are they hiding?

They don't even have the courage to hate a person generously, who gave them the courage to stand in front of He Xie?

A bunch of fools who are being taken advantage of!

"Lord Lin!"

Fang Yuan was already strangely angry, he didn't expect this person to be so frustrated, outside the gate of Shaolin Baosha Mountain, he would blatantly disregard people's lives!

"Lord Lin Shi's demonic thoughts are so heartbroken, and he treats human life like a mustard!" Fang Yuan shouted angrily, "Wantonly killing people in front of my Shaolin Mountain Gate, doesn't Lord Lin really take my Shaolin in his eyes?" ”

He Xie glanced at her and said slowly, "The master is blaming me?" ”

Fang Yuan stared at He Xie deadly.

"But what does the master blame Lin?" He Xie asked, "Is it strange Lin for killing someone?" Or is it strange that Lin didn't take Shaolin in his eyes? ”

Fang Yuan said coldly: "Lord Lin is killing people here, not only because of his deep demon roots, but also because he doesn't take my Shaolin seriously!" It's just Master Lin, although your martial arts are high, even if the poor monk is broken, he will never allow you to continue to do evil! I will never sit idly by and watch you kill another person! ”

What he said was awe-inspiring and awe-inspiring!

If it is so beautiful, it will naturally attract some people's applause.

"Well said the master! Lin Pingzhi, you're ...... scared"

Burst!

This man was halfway through speaking, and was stabbed to death by He Xie with a flying needle.

The small flame that had just ignited in the hearts of the widows and orphans was instantly extinguished by this needle.

He Xie turned his head and said to Fang Yuan sincerely: "Master, Lin Mou's demon has deep roots, and there is no cure. Otherwise, you can quickly break to pieces, and I can kill them all. ”

Fang Yuan looked at the ridicule and killing intent that flashed in He Xie's eyes, and then looked at the people behind him who were silent again, and suddenly sighed: "Master Lin, if you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself!" The poor monk is not your opponent, please, above the Daxiong Treasure Hall, there is a home for the benefactor. ”

He Xie regretted and said: "Master, in the past, Dharma cut meat and fed eagles, how merciful? Since the master has the heart to sacrifice his life for righteousness, why not let Lin send you to Bliss as soon as possible? ”

Fang Yuan's face was pale, as if the previous excitement and grief had not happened at all: "Amitabha, the poor monk does not practice enough, and he never dares to compare with the patriarch, Master Lin, please." ”

He Xie shook his head and sighed: "Lin has never killed a monk......

The corners of Fang Yuan's mouth twitched.

He Xie stared at Fang Yuan with a smile: "Master, since you are unwilling to sacrifice your life for righteousness, then if you dare to say half a word to Lin Mou this way, Lin Mou will immediately take your dog's life!" Do you hear me? ”

Fang Yuan looked at He Xie in astonishment, and immediately, his face turned red!

He trembled with anger, but after all, he didn't say another word.

He Xie raised his head with a smile and said in a skeptical tone: "It seems that your justice cannot be obtained by yourself alone." Lin Mou will enter the Shaolin Temple to see if the compassionate masters in the temple can get this justice for you. ”

"Let's go back and wait for news!" He Xie turned his head and touched the hilt of the sword on his back, "If you are still standing in front of me within ten breaths, you will never leave." ”

He Xie actually hoped that at least a few of the nearly a thousand people could stand up and scold him a few words, but unfortunately, there was not a single one.

Almost before He Xie's words fell, these enemies who were originally "not sharing the sky" with He Xie suddenly dispersed. In less than a moment, there was not even a single one left, leaving only a few lonely corpses in place.

He Xie looked at the Fang Yuan monk with a red face and a white face, and chuckled: "Lead the way, master?" ”

Along the way, Monk Fang Yuan seemed to have cultivated a closed-mouth meditation, and he really didn't say a word to He Xie again.

He Xie followed him all the way through the stele forest, bypassed the Heavenly King Palace, and went straight to the solemn Daxiong Treasure Hall.

In the treasure hall, it is already full of guests at this moment.

When He Xie strode in, hundreds of pairs of eyes suddenly looked at him in unison.

Facing the gate of the treasure hall, there are two seats, of which the first side on the left is a monk, a white-eyed monk wearing a purple robe, with cloudy eyes, surrounded by monks, sitting in the middle.

The first group of Taoist priests on the right also surrounded a tall old Taoist with silver hair in the middle.

Below the left head, there was a man with a dark face and narrow eyes, and behind him more than a dozen people wearing yellow shirts with swords on their backs stared coldly at He Xie.

He Xie recognized that this was the costume of the Songshan faction, and he thought that the middle-aged man with a gloomy vulture face was Zuo Lengzen.

The next two are old acquaintances of He Xie.

One family is the people of Huashan, at this moment Yue Buqun is smiling and bowing to He Xie, and Ning Zhongze, Yue Lingshan, Ling Huchong and others behind him are considered to be few people who are kind to He Xie here.

The other is the Taishan faction, and the face of the old man of Tianmen is very ugly.

On the right hand, the leader is a thin and unattractive old man, with a dilapidated erhu in his arms, and he thinks it is Mr. Xiaoxiang Yeyu Mo of the Nanyue Hengshan faction. What made He Xie frown slightly was that Liu Zhengfeng was not among these people, and he suddenly thought of a lot in his mind.

On the other side of the table was a group of young nuns, among whom He Xie saw a young female nun Yilin, who had a one-sided relationship.

Looking around, He Xie has already taken in the view of all the people present, except for the seats of each faction in the main hall, there has not been one more, it seems that there is no place for He Xie.

He Xie was silent, and followed Fang Yuan to the middle of the main hall before he stood still, Fang Yuan folded his hands, and then said the first sentence along the way: "Senior Brother Qiqi Abbot, this is the heir of the evil sword Lin Shizhu." ”

Seeing that Monk Fang Zheng bowed slightly, Fang Yuan immediately walked towards the seat of the Shaolin faction, as if he didn't even want to stay longer.