"It's coming, it's coming, the people from the Star Moon Palace are here. ”

When someone with outstanding eyesight saw the traces of the Xingyue Palace and his party from a distance, the news immediately spread, and everyone who had been waiting for a long time was looking forward to it.

Looking at the carriage coming slowly, many people were eager to step forward and push it.

Many monks in Southern Shaolin were also waiting at the gate of the mountain for a long time, and groups of warrior monks set up behind them.

It is not only to deter the martial arts people present, but also to give Jiang Ji a dismount.

The creaking wheels finally stopped.

A maid stepped forward to lift the curtain, and Jiang Ji got out of the carriage with a hearty smile on her face.

He clenched his fists and said to the Quartet: "You have to work with fellow martial artists to come to make a notarization, there is a lot of negligence, and I hope to bear with me, please go to Qunxing Mountain to drink another day." ”

"The young palace master is too polite, you came to Shaolin to worship the mountain, but it is a big deal, so we will follow to join in the fun. ”

"That's right, it's really an honor for my generation to participate in such a martial arts event. ”

"The young palace master is brave and brave, and we naturally want to support it. ”

......

Although the voices were a little chaotic, most of them shouted in support of Jiang Ji, which made the monks of Southern Shaolin faintly darkened.

Jiang Ji was full of smiles, these people must have thought that he was too handsome and stood on the side of justice, so they supported him so much, and it was definitely not him who arranged the water army.

But when foreplay is complete, it's time to get into the official thing.

Jiang Ji stretched out his hands and pressed down slightly, and the field suddenly became quiet.

"Thank you for your love and give Jiang some face, Jiang came to Southern Shaolin this time, but it was to seek justice. ”

Everyone knew that Jiang Ji was here to stir up trouble, but at this time, they couldn't help but be curious.

And many monks in Southern Shaolin knew that Jiang Ji was here for Jiang Cheng, but they had already prepared, and even prepared their words, so they were still calm and quietly watched Jiang Ji's performance.

"Dare to ask the master of emptiness, if a Buddhist disciple commits the idea of greed and hatred and commits the precept of killing, how should he be punished?"

"Amitabha, it depends on the cause of the matter, you must know that the Buddha also has anger, and people in my generation also have the determination to kill themselves, as the saying goes, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

The emptiness of the hands is folded, and the slightly thin face is full of treasure and solemnity.

Jiang Ji asked again, "What if you deliberately break the precepts?"

Emptiness was only when Jiang Ji was asking how to deal with Jiang Cheng, and took out the words that had been prepared a long time ago.

"As long as they can sincerely repent, eat fasting and recite the Buddha in the future, and serve the Buddha with all their hearts, they will be able to get rid of their sinful karma. ”

Jiang Ji chuckled: "So as long as he can put down the butcher knife, he'll be fine?"

Emptiness had a look of compassion: "Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot, when will it be time to repay the wrongs!"

Jiang Ji suddenly said loudly: "Yao Zhengnian, the leader of the Wild Waves Gang, is here?"

A short, stout man stepped out of the crowd.

Jiang Ji asked, "Gang Leader Yao, what happened to your eldest disciple who killed a lay disciple of Southern Shaolin last October?"

Yao Zhengnian heard the song and knew the meaning of elegance, and immediately said in a sad voice: "My eldest disciple is just angry that the lay disciple is arrogant, so there was a quarrel, and then he fought and accidentally beat him to death.

Afterwards, he came to me to express his regret, but he didn't expect that the Kongming monk of Southern Shaolin came directly to the door and killed my hard-working disciple indiscriminately. ”

Jiang Ji turned his head to look at the many monks in Southern Shaolin: "Dare to ask the master, is there such a thing?"

Kong Ming, who is the person concerned, explained: "It is true, but his disciple ......"

But Jiang Ji directly interrupted him: "It's good to have this matter, I can't imagine that the Shaolin monk would kill innocents so indiscriminately, the abbot of emptiness, should the Shaolin Temple give an explanation to the Yao gang leader today?"

Without waiting for Emptiness to reply, Kongzhi, who had the hottest temper, said: "That's what he deserves, why should we give an explanation!"

"Huh, everyone heard it clearly just now, the abbot of emptiness said that as long as there is repentance, everyone can forgive him, how did it become a deserved sin in the mouth of this master?

You are also the same as those people in the government, how can you say that you are justified?"

As soon as Jiang Ji's voice fell, the martial arts people who had a lot of dissatisfaction with Southern Shaolin echoed it.

Seeing the surging emotions of the crowd, the monk of emptiness agitated his internal force and spoke out with the method of lion's roar: "Amitabha, what the poor monk said just now is to be clear about what happened, and I don't know whether the disciples of the Yao gang leader have sincerely repented, and it is understandable that Senior Brother Kongming was attacked by anger for a while. ”

The mighty sound waves spread, and the voices of hundreds of people were suppressed for a while.

"You Nan Shaolin kill, there are all kinds of reasons, anyway, right and wrong are up to you, so do you ask all the heroes present to agree?

Where is justice, where is justice?"

Jiang Ji's voice turned into a rolling sound wave, occupying the advantage of the back hand, suppressing the sound of emptiness.

Everyone present heard it with their own ears, plus some people who had seen Nan Shaolin's arrogance and unreasonableness before, and immediately took out their weapons one by one.

I believe that as long as someone takes the lead at this time, there will be many people who will respond, and then drive those with ulterior motives.

Emptiness was a little panicked in his heart, Nan Shaolin has always been powerful, and he still maintains a mask of hypocrisy on the surface, who will provoke? Who dares to provoke?

Just like Yao Zhengnian, even if the disciple is killed, he can only endure it when he is strong in Southern Shaolin.

At this time, an old monk appeared silently in front of many monks in Southern Shaolin, and said: "Poor monk Konghui, please don't be impatient." ”

A sense of pure compassion spread with the voice of the empty wisdom, clearing everyone's heads and the anger disappearing.

Jiang Ji felt a pang in his heart, knowing that this monk's martial arts were so strong that he could affect the emotions of so many people.

"What do you have to say, master?"

Kong Hui's hair is white, her long eyebrows flutter in the wind, and her eyes are like a deep well, empty and deep.

"Little donor, you are only here for justice, if there is anything to do, the poor monk will be fair and just, so that you can be convinced. ”

Jiang Ji said tentatively: "Master, can you be the master?"

"Although the poor monk ignored the things in the temple for a long time, he still did this master. ”

As soon as Kong Hui finished speaking, a group of monks behind him hurriedly said, "But it's up to the senior brother to decide." ”

Konghui is the oldest of the Kongzi generation, such as emptiness and others, many of them are passed on by their masters, and they are no different from masters, and they dare to have opinions there.

Jiang Ji raised his eyebrows and asked with interest: "What does the master think about the matter of the Yao Gang Master's disciples?"

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