"Xiao Chu, if you want to use secrets to eat people, you have to promise one thing first, do you know what it is?"

"What's the matter?"

"Walking the rivers and lakes is the most common, and it is also the most important eight words if you want to maintain your own dignity."

"Old Shen, you are really verbose."

"Kill people and destroy their mouths, destroy corpses and destroy traces!"

"What's that?"

"As long as all witnesses are killed, the hidden assassination is perfect, as long as everyone who knows the secret is killed, I will always be a true gentleman."

Shen Lian's eyes showed a distorted light, and the smile on the corner of his mouth also became distorted, becoming crazy.

“Why So Serious？”

"Where is this language?"

"The language of the Western Lands means why we are so serious, we need to remain calm, calmness is the root of everything, including the destruction of corpses."

Shen Lian's posture at this time was similar to that of Gongsun Oolong, using the gentlest tone and the most kind smile to say the most cruel and cold words in the world.

Chu Liuxiang showed a helpless smile.

Of course, Shen Lian was joking, but this way of joking was really frightening.

In Chu Liuxiang's feelings, Shen Lian was like a fierce beast with moral constraints, and the reason why he did not cause the killing of the corpse mountain and the sea of blood was because he adhered to morality.

If one day, Shen Lian fell into the Demon Dao, he would definitely be the most terrifying and bloody demon in the world.

Not another evil emperor to Yutian.

It is the unique Demon Emperor Shen Lian!

Now, it's just releasing negative emotions.

In this way, Shen Lian can release negative emotions such as killing intent and maintain inner peace.

This is the advantage that the mouth is faster than the brain, and it can solve the depression in the heart in the most nonsensical way.

"Xiao Chu, drink with me."

"Why are you drinking?"

"Because this is the only leisure time I have left in half a month, I will interrogate the traitors of the Beggar Gang and deal with the affairs of the Heavenly Mandate Sect."

"What else?"

"And then, the list of flowers."

Shen Lian flipped through Wuhua's diary: "Those ladies who were seduced by Wuhua, I can ask my junior sister to comfort them and tell them that Wuhua is dead." ”

"They're all pathetic."

"I sympathize with them, as long as they don't commit too much sin, I don't see it, and if they do too much, then I can't blame it.

Victims deserve pity, but if they become perpetrators, they must pay the price.

Remember the legends in the mountains and forests?

People who are eaten by tigers will not go to the underworld to be reincarnated, but will become ghosts, luring more innocent people to take the bait and become a meal for tigers.

Such people are called 'ghosts'.

Fight for the tiger.

This is the most helpless thing in the process of judging the case, because they were once good people.

It's a pity, it's pitiful, it's pathetic, it's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity

Don't worry too much, now, Wuhua has died, and those ghosts of his, it seems that there is only one way out, and I will have someone to remind them.

This is my last mercy.

That's the last thing I can do! ”

Of course, Shen Lian is not hard-hearted, but there is only so much he can do, the victim caused by Wuhua, Shen Lian is inconvenient to go, so let Cheng Xiaodie go.

Chu Liuxiang said: "What about your senior brother?" ”

Shen Lian showed a bitter smile: "Senior brother has something important recently, he has already left, it is said to be a very far-reaching layout, and he won't even tell me." ”

"To you for your last restful night."

"And for your last peaceful night."

"Why am I restless?"

"This is my letter, and this knife, three days and moon sect near, take it to my junior sister Cheng Xiaodie, I can't get out of it recently, this matter is troublesome to you."

"How's your sister's temper?"

"Cheng Xiaodie is pure and lovely, gentle and elegant, but she acts sharply and decisively, and has the air of a lion and tiger."

Chu Liuxiang wandered through the flowers and read countless people, so he naturally knew what Shen Lian meant by this sentence.

- My junior sister looks innocent, but she is actually a special tiger who does things, quite like a Hedong lion!

Cheng Xiaodie's appearance is indeed very innocent.

The fleshy face, round eyes, and shallow dimples when smiling are innocent and pure, giving people a kind of paradise and carefree tranquility.

Even Guo Bujing once commented that Cheng Xiaodie is too pure to suppress the arrogant generals under his command.

Just like Gao Changgong and Di Qing, because their appearance is too handsome, when they charge into battle, they have to wear steel masks to deter the enemy.

When Cheng Xiaodie was doing things, she could be called the one with the most tiger personality among all Guo Bujing's female disciples.

If her personality was not tiger enough, Shen Lian would not send her to the Three Days Moon Sect and let her practice the Dongying Sword Technique.

Shen Lian added: "Xiao Chu, you can understand Song Tian'er's appearance, Li Hongsleeve's brain, and Hu Tiehua's character, now you understand, right?" ”

"Can I choose not to say yes?"

"Let's talk about killing people."

Chu Liuxiang sat down sneeringly, the fifty-year-old wine of Songhelou was more sour than vinegar.

Bah!

This bowl is especially vinegar!

Or vinegar with two taels of soy sauce!

……

The helmsman of the beggar gang.

Ren Ci explained to Xiao Feng what happened back then.

Ren Ci didn't hide anything.

There is no need to hide it.

The more this kind of thing is concealed, the bigger the problem.

Xiao Feng said in disbelief: "The leading brother turned out to be the abbot of Shaolin? How is this possible?

Yes!

Since the reason is to protect the Shaolin martial arts secret scroll, the person who is the leader must be from Shaolin, and Xuan Ci also became an abbot in his forties because of this merit.

Xuan Ci has a great reputation in the rivers and lakes, and he manages Shaolin in an orderly manner, but he didn't expect it to ......"

Xiao Feng is not a brainless man.

The reckless behavior in the original plot, especially the palm that killed Ah Zhu, was completely hateful and lost his logical judgment ability, so he was deceived by Kang Min.

Xiao Feng in a normal state is a heroic man who can quickly grasp the core of the problem.

This has a lot to do with his martial arts.

Xiao Feng has the talent of the god of war, and in the face of those masters whose moves are more exquisite than him and whose internal strength is deeper than him, he can always turn defeat into victory, relying on being able to keenly grasp the opportunity in battle and directly attack the enemy's core.

Capture the core in battle.

Of course, you can also analyze the problem.

Shaolin's inheritance system is very perfect, making the masters of the sect like a cloud, and if you want to become an abbot, you must either make great contributions or you can only work hard for qualifications.

Most of the time, the age at which a monk inherits the abbot is not less than sixty years old, and if he can become an abbot at the age of fifty, he is a top genius.

Xuan Ci became an abbot in his forties, and he overwhelmed the contemporaries of the same era, such as Fangzheng, Jue Jie, and Wuxiang, relying on this merit and super management ability.

In terms of martial arts, Xuan Ci is not strong.

The first seat of the Luohan Hall is proficient in the Yijin Sutra, and has been cultivated to the black-level floating slaughter, and the seventy-two Shaolin stunts have been cultivated into eleven doors, and the martial arts are unfathomable.

The first Tianzheng of the Dharma Academy is proficient in the fingers of the flowers, although he only practices a stunt, but he has practiced this fingering to the peak of the realm, fifteen years ago, Tianzheng had fought with Yan madmen, supporting fifteen moves without defeat.

The first Great Compassion Zen Master of the Precept Academy, with the name of Great Compassion Palm Method, is no less than Dugu Yihe.

The leader of the previous generation of hermits was out of command, and once fought fiercely with the mage Pang Ban, although he was seriously injured and died, but he caused damage to Pang Ban, which shows the depth of his cultivation.

The contemporary leader of the hermit has no idea, and has challenged the demon master Pang Ban twice, although he failed in three moves, he can retreat with his whole body, and his martial arts are obviously above Xuan Ci.

Let's put it this way, in the various branches of Shaolin, the first martial arts worse than Xuan Ci may only be the Xiangzhu Kitchen.

Xuan Ci became the abbot by great merit, but his position was not particularly stable, and he was able to sit still because of his management ability, far surpassing his peers.

The abbot does not need to be particularly advanced in martial arts.

Guarding the temple is the Luohan Hall;

It is the Damo Academy that delves into martial arts;

It was the Discipline Institute that punished the disciples;

It is the Yakuo Academy that studies the elixir;

It is Nagarjuna Temple that understands the Dharma;

What does the abbot need to do?

It is necessary to manage various branches, to make friends with various sects in the rivers and lakes, to arrange lay disciples, and to make the sect more and more powerful.

If from this point of view, Xuan Ci has done a very good job, and the senior monks of the same generation are happy and convinced of this.

Xuan Ci has a very poor character, hypocrisy and cunning, but he cannot deny his ability because he is not a good person.

The helmsmen of the various major sects in the rivers and lakes, from the perspective of management, almost no one can compare with Xuan Ci.

Good or bad is one thing, ability is another!

In addition, the number of senior monks of the Xuanzi generation is also the largest among the monks of the same generation, with more than 30 people.

Those who have a name in the rivers and lakes are:

Xuan Ci, Xuan Du, Xuan Sorrow, Xuan Bitterness, Xuan Difficulty, Xuan Lonely, Xuan Pain, Xuan Shame;

Xuan Shame, Xuan Jing, Xuan Scale, Xuan Sheng, Xuan Xuan, Xuan Shi, Xuan Ming, Xuan Nian.

The old monk of the Xuanzi generation, the martial arts are definitely no less than the old monks of the Tianlong Temple, and more than 30 senior monks of the Xuanzi generation formed a formation to besiege, what kind of combat power should it be?

Other generations, such as monks such as Fangzi and Tianzi, also have twenty or thirty people.

According to the Shaolin training system, Shaolin monks who are seventy or eighty years old are at least first-class masters in the rivers and lakes.

Combined, the number of masters in each branch is too much, enough to be at the mercy of one hundred and eight Arhat formations.

Shaolin is revered as the Taishan Beidou of the Central Plains martial arts, relying on a huge amount of middle and high-level combat power, as well as a training system that continuously cultivates middle and high-level martial artists.

If the beggar gang fights with Shaolin, they will definitely not lose in terms of numbers, but the elders of the beggar gang will be easily abused by the first seat of Shaolin, and they will hardly have the power to fight back.

The gap is too big.

With such a big gap, if you want to take revenge, you must think long-term, otherwise if you are used by someone to cause a war between the two gangs, you will inevitably be bleeding.

What to do?

Xiao Feng quietly pondered countermeasures.

……

Night.

A sturdy black shadow quietly sneaked into the inn where Zhao Qiansun lived, and let out a sharp laugh.

Zhao Qiansun turned over and struck wildly.

He has lived like a walking corpse over the years, but his internal strength has not fallen, his skills are quite strong, his palms are fast and ruthless, and he will never leave half a trace of affection for foreign enemies.

The black shadow snorted coldly, and blasted out a claw against Zhao Qiansun's palm, and the claw shadow churned, tearing Zhao Qiansun's protective body true qi into pieces, and the claw probed into his throat.

Zhao Qiansun was taken aback, his chest shrank down, and he avoided this sharp claw with bone shrinking skills, and before he could shout, the other claw followed him like a shadow, pinching his throat.

"Dragonclaw? You...... You are ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the shadow punched him in the lower abdomen, choking back all the words that followed.

Zhao Qiansun knew this punch.

Thirty years ago, it was such a fist that killed the Central Plains heroes crying and calling his mother, and he was also knocked to the ground by such a fist, and he survived by pretending to be dead.

"You...... Is it a human or a ghost? ”

"I'm a ghost, I'm a demon who climbed up from the eighteenth layer of hell, I'm looking for you to take revenge!"

"If you want to kill, kill it, I'm afraid you won't succeed? You pretend to be a fool of me, and you can only make me look down on you. ”

Zhao Qiansun is a bad man.

The biggest characteristic of this person is that he is not afraid of death!

It is precisely because he is not afraid of death that he dares to say anything to the outside world, and anyone dares to offend, he is even ready to be killed by Xiao Feng's palm, but he didn't expect Xiao Feng to come to assassinate, but Xiao Yuanshan came.

This is the most feared name in Zhao Qiansun's life, and it is his heartfelt horror.

Originally, he did feel frightened, but now he has no fear, he is ready to die, anyway, he will die sooner or later, why care?

Zhao Qiansun doesn't care about his life.

Xiao Yuanshan didn't care about his life.

"I'm not pretending to be a ghost, I'm just letting you know whose hands you died in before you die, you are a mess for half your life, you should always be a ghost."

"Thank you!"

Zhao Qiansun was quite tough, looking at Xiao Yuanshan very coldly and arrogantly, holding his neck, waiting for death.

"Okay, it's tough enough!"

Xiao Yuanshan praised it, and then the five fingers of his left hand pressed slightly, crushing Zhao Qiansun's throat bone.

Killing Zhao Qiansun, Xiao Yuanshan immediately sneaked into the bedroom of Tan Gong, Tan Po and others, and blasted out the power of King Kong's palm.

Today's Xiao Yuanshan is not the heroic and dry Liao nobleman who was bent on maintaining peace, but an avenger who crawled back from the underworld.

Life and death blood feud, never die!

Death to all involved!

Zhao Qiansun is just the opening, there will be more killings next, tonight, it is destined not to be Shen Lian's last vacation, but the beginning of busyness.

……

Shen Lian encountered a strong black shadow.

Originally, Shen Lian planned to go to the autopsy to examine those Dongying warriors who were killed by the senior brother, but when he encountered this black shadow halfway, he suddenly had the idea of fighting.

During the day, Ren Ci pressed down as fast as he could, and Shen Lian didn't have time to do it.

Originally, Shen Lian felt a little pity, but now that he met this man in black, of course he had to make up for the battle.

"Your Excellency, although there is no curfew in the local area, walking with a mask at night will be imprisoned for forty days."

Shen Lian flew after the man in black.

The man in black snorted coldly and rushed towards the apricot forest outside the city, Shen Lian followed, and the two of them flew over the meteor in great strides, and soon arrived at the apricot forest.

"Can I do it now?"

"Are you sure you want to do it with the old man?"

"Frankly, I don't want to do it, but it seems hard to dissuade you if I don't do it with you."

"Do you know who the old man is?"

"I didn't know at first, but looking at your body when you flew by, as well as your strong body, and wolf-like eyes, I have already guessed your identity.

Xiao Yuanshan.

A relative of the Xiao family of Liao. ”

The number of Xuanzi generations is indeed very large, original text: In a moment, there are only more than 30 old monks of the Xuanzi generation left in the Daxiong Treasure Hall, Xuzhu's master Huilun, and the four daughters of Xuzhu and Vulture Palace.

There are more than 20 in Fangzheng's generation, the original text: Master Abbot ordered to go out, and there were twenty or thirty first-class masters of the Shaolin School alone

(End of chapter)