Ding Chunqiu swaggered to the outside of Shaolin Temple, the Xingzhu faction and the beggars were on their own, although the number was several times less, but all of them beat gongs and drums, and the momentum was really not small.

As soon as the drum music stopped, Ding Chunqiu slowly got off the chariot frame and walked to the front of the people.

Xuan Ci glanced at Ding Chunqiu, and said loudly: "The stars sent Mr. Ding to Shaomu Mountain, I don't know what to do?" ”

Ding Chunqiu waved his feather fan lightly: "I have heard that the Shaolin faction is the head of the martial arts sects in the Central Plains, and the authentic martial arts, I don't know where this comes from?" ” ✴✬

Xuan Ci frowned and said: "Shaolin is a place where monks and disciples concentrate on cultivating Buddhism, and they dare not have the idea of being a hero, Mr. Ding's words are wrong, and they are pure rumors." ”

Ding Chunqiu smiled calmly: "In this way, the Shaolin Temple is full of pure monks?" ”

Xuan Ci didn't know what he had in mind for a while, and put his hands together and said: "The so-called six roots are pure, just to practice the path of liberation, if you are subject to the precepts and rules, the six roots will not be turned by the outside world, and they can be spotless, but if the people in this temple violate the precepts, they are six impure, and they will be punished, but no one dares to say that they will never make mistakes in their lives." ”

This sentence is very pertinent, even if Ding Chunqiu wants to attack the six impurities of the people in Shaolin, Xuan Ci can also abide by the precepts.

I saw Ding Chunqiu sneering and shouting at the Shaolin monks: "I heard that there is a little master of Xuzhu in your temple, can you please come out and say a few words to the old man?" ”

In the crowd, a little gray-clothed monk moved, but he didn't rush out.

Xuan Ci and the others looked at each other, they all remembered that there was such a disciple, but they didn't know why Ding Chunqiu was looking for him, could it be that this disciple committed a precept outside, and was caught by this Ding Chunqiu, and wanted to make Shaolin ugly in front of the heroes?

Seeing that Xuan Ci and the others were indifferent, Ding Chunqiu sneered: "What? Doesn't Shaolin have this little master? Or do you have a ghost in your heart, and you don't dare to let this disciple come out to confront the old man? ”

In the crowd, Xuzhu's master Huilun hurriedly asked, "Xuzhu, do you know this Ding Chunqiu?" But what did you do outside that violated the rules and precepts so that the other party knew? ”

Xu Zhu said with a blanket face: "Master, the disciple has always abided by the rules and precepts, and has never exceeded half a step!" ”

"Really?"

Hui Lun was a little unconvinced.

"If the monks don't speak, how dare the disciples deceive the master!"

Xu Zhu said with a look of grievance.

Xuan Nan, who was beside Xuan Ci, also said: "Senior brother Abbot, this kid Xuzhu is honest and honest, and he won't do anything that violates the rules, and the only time he went down the mountain was to arrest Huijing with the poor monk, and there were no violations on the way." ”

When Xuan Ci heard this, he had no choice but to call Xuzhu out.

Xuzhu walked in front of the person and lowered his head a little nervously, this feeling of being watched by thousands of people also had a great pressure on him.

"Little Master, come here, the old man has a few words to say to you!"

Ding Chunqiu beckoned to him kindly.

A group of senior monks in Shaolin were on alert, thinking that this Ding Chunqiu had to capture the void bamboo as a hostage?

It's just that Xuzhu is just an ordinary disciple of the Void Character Generation, even if he catches him, what's the point?

Xu Zhu had seen Ding Chunqiu in the Valley of the Deaf and Dumb, and knew that he was not a good person, but if he cowered so much in front of the heroes, he was really not worthy of being a Shaolin disciple, thinking of this, he could only approach the other party with a hard head, only hoping that there were so many masters present, and Ding Chunqiu did not dare to harm himself easily.

When Xuzhu approached, Ding Chunqiu also quickly grabbed his shoulder and took him back several feet away.

"Ding Chunqiu, what are you going to do!"

A group of senior Shaolin monks stepped forward one after another, and Xuan Nan shouted with an ugly face.

Ding Chunqiu smiled evilly and said, "You don't have to worry, the old man will not hurt this little master." ”

As he spoke, he tore off the monk's robe on Xuzhu's back, and sure enough, he saw nine incense scars on his back, and immediately exposed the incense scars on Xuzhu's back to everyone in Shaolin.

Xuan Ci and the others didn't know what the reason was, but a woman's scream suddenly sounded in the crowd, and when everyone heard the voice, they saw Ye Erniang, one of the four evildoers.

Seeing this, Ding Chunqiu no longer had any doubts about Ah Zi's words, and sneered: "Abbot Xuanci, aren't the incense scars of your Shaolin disciples all on their heads?" How is there still a bit on the back? ”

Xuan Ci and the others frowned, and they didn't know why.

"Master Ding, please return the virtual bamboo to Shaolin!"

Xuan Ci said in a deep voice.

Ding Chunqiu ignored his meaning, grabbed Xuzhu's neck, and shouted to the crowd: "Whose child is this little monk, if no one claims it, the old man will have to send him to Elysium to be the companion of the Buddha!" ”

"Ding Chunqiu, you dare!"

Xuan Nan was furious, if he hadn't guaranteed that Xuzhu would not break the precepts and come forward to testify, the other party would not have been captured by Ding Chunqiu, if Xuzhu died because of this, wouldn't it be his fault?

"I count to three, if no one claims it, the old man will have to kill the killer!"

As he spoke, Ding Chunqiu's five fingers began to retract, and Xuzhu's face gradually showed a look of pain, his face began to turn red, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Just as Ding Chunqiu was about to start counting, he saw a figure already rushing out of the crowd, kneeling on the ground and begging: "Don't kill him, he ...... He's my boy! ”

When he saw the woman kneeling in front of Ding Chunqiu, there was an uproar all around, and he looked at the scene in front of him with a shocked expression.

Xuan Ci's pupils shrank, his face became a little unnatural, and tears of guilt, remorse, relief and joy flashed in his eyes.

"Okay, you Ye Erniang, I heard that you like to torture other people's children, it turns out that your own child was lost, can you recognize this person, is it really your child?"

Ding Chunqiu is fully playing the role that Murong Fu asked him to play at this moment.

Ye Erniang's eyes were full of tears, and she said with a sad expression: "He is my child, not long after my child was born, I lay nine incense scars on his back and buttocks, child, do you have three incense scars on your body?" ”

At this time, Ding Chunqiu had already let go of Xuzhu, and after a violent cough, Xuzhu also looked at the other party in disbelief and said, "How do you know, I ...... You, are you really my mother? ”

His words were obviously acquiescing, Ye Erniang had no doubt in her heart, and excitedly hugged Xuzhu in her arms, tears couldn't stop pouring down.

Xuzhu was also born from death, and hugged each other tightly with joy.

"You're my mother, you're my mother!"

Looking at the mother and son who hugged each other and cried, there were sorrows and joys, the looks on everyone's faces were also different, some people felt that such a scene of mother and son recognizing each other was very touching, and some people said they scoffed, thinking of Ye Erniang's many evil deeds committed on the rivers and lakes, I don't know how many innocent children will not be able to see their parents for life.

Now that Ye Erniang has found the child, everyone only sighs at the injustice of God, and even blesses the wicked.