Grief and indignation bowed to everyone, performed the Buddha salute, in order to show gratitude for everyone's trust and respect, and then held the rosary, walked calmly forward, and made people faintly convinced.

looked at Zongzheng with grief and indignation, and asked Zongzheng in a calm tone,

"In that case, poor monk and ask you, do you know how to learn martial arts from the Vientiane Sect, the Zongjian Sect, and my Shaolin Sect?"

Zong Zheng had an unspeakable secret, hesitated for a while, and did not answer, however, this move was inevitably misunderstood by everyone as a lack of heart.

I hope to answer the truth. He said in a solemn tone,

Zong Zheng thought that since this was a confrontation, he couldn't hide it, not to mention, he had already used these skills to fight with the other party's people, and he was afraid that he couldn't hide it, so he replied frankly: "Yes, it's true." ”

"Yes, you are very calm, the second question" said sadly,

"Wait, I don't know what the master just asked has to do with the facts and evidence?" The grief and indignation master was about to ask, but was stopped by Zongzheng's words,

For Zongzheng's rhetorical question, the grief and indignation did not explain, but only comforted: "Don't worry, the poor monk naturally has the reason for the poor monk to ask this question, and please ask the donor to answer my questions patiently first." ”

Zong Zheng felt that the master in front of him was a monk, and he had a lot of dignity and prestige, and he would definitely not distinguish between black and white, and would uphold justice for himself, so he nodded and replied: "That is the case, then master, please continue to ask, I promise that what I answer is true." ”

Grief and indignation continued to ask: "The second question, do you have any collusion with the Mongols?"

Zong Zheng didn't understand what the master of grief and anger meant, so he asked, "What is collusion?"

The master of grief and indignation did not explain, but asked three questions in a row,

"Poor monk, ask you, have you saved Kublai Khan's life?" asked the Grief Master.

"Saved. Zong Zheng told him bluntly, his tone was sonorous, and he did not shy away from it.

"The poor monk asks you again, have you ever done something for Kublai Khan in the Mongol army?"

Zong Zheng remembered that what he had done recently was indeed to help Kublai Khan, so he also said frankly: "Yes. The words seemed to be uncertain, and there was a little less affirmation, but he still said the word 'yes' loudly, and everyone listened to it sincerely.

"Very well, the poor monk will ask you at the end, is your master a Mongolian?, have you and your master ever killed a member of my sect?"

Zong Zheng didn't know how to answer for a while, and he was afraid that the more he explained, the worse it would be, so he avoided it politely, but now, this question slapped himself hard.

If it is answered according to the truth, it will become more and more suspicious, if it is a little concealed, and the eight wolves of Zhongshan are his master, it will only push the misunderstanding deeper, and the two sides are weighed, Zong Zheng decided to tell the truth, so he responded,

"First of all, I don't have a master, let alone my master is a Mongolian, the master in your mouth is actually just"

When Zong Zheng talked about this, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and he didn't know how to call the eight wolves of Zhongshan for a while.

It was this hesitation that made everyone's skeptical eyes open even brighter, and couldn't help but make everyone doubt Zong Zheng's answer to this question.

Looking at Zong Zheng with grief and indignation, looking forward to Zong Zheng's answer, Zong Zheng didn't know where to start, if he mentioned the Beauty Valley, expose the true identity of the Beauty Valley, and not say whether these people in the martial arts believed it or not, Xianjie's safety would be in danger, and I was afraid that there would be no guarantee.

After some deep thought, Zong Zheng decided to hide the matter, and acquiesced and did not answer, not to mention, the answer at this time is also futile, which will definitely make people suspicious.

"Anyway, they did kill your people, but I never, as heaven and earth testify. Zong Zheng replied with a sincere face,

Sun Chengyin replied with a disdainful face: "Is there any, you know it in your own heart, anyway, I won't believe it." ”

Grief and indignation looked at Zongzheng's eyes carefully, and suddenly thought of an old man, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart: "It's strange, how can this person be so similar to him, especially that sharp eyes, isn't it right, it's impossible." ”

Grief and indignation thought of Zong Zheng's father Zong Wei, he suspected that Zong Zheng was Zong Wei's son, and suddenly remembered that he had witnessed Zong Wei jumping off the cliff with the son of dragon scales in his arms, so he dispelled this idea again. turned to ponder Zong Zheng's answer.

Just when everyone was sighing, he suddenly shouted to everyone with grief and indignation: "You don't believe it, I believe it." His tone was calm and his expression was determined.

Everyone's eyes focused on grief and indignation, and grief and indignation explained: "He did not avoid the first few questions, but frankly admitted that this third question, do you think he still needs to lie and conceal it?"

The words of grief and indignation immediately aroused everyone's thoughts, which can be regarded as pulling back some suspicions in people's hearts, but as far as Zongzheng is concerned, he still does not understand the deep meaning of the words of grief and indignation, so he is confused.

"More than two years have passed since the martial arts grudge back then, and two years ago, he was still a young man who had not yet reached the end of his life, how could he have the skill to kill my extraordinary master and nephew and the obedient skills of the sect sword sect?"

When Zong Zheng heard the words of grief and indignation, he couldn't help but be even more surprised, who is the extraordinary person, and who is the obedient person? These are all questions.

And what Fang Cai said with grief and indignation, Tong Yinli monk Shang Youwei was immediately unconvinced, and Shang Youwei immediately said to grief and indignation,

"What the master said is not bad, I and my senior brother Tong have fought with him, this person's skill is not below me and my senior brother, and it should not be underestimated. ”

After listening to Shang Youwei's words, his face changed slightly, and he was suddenly surprised, "It's rare that such a young person really has such skills." "I'll give him a try.

Grief and indignation gathered internal strength, and suddenly hit Zong Zheng with a palm, Zong Zheng was thinking, and he didn't have time to react, so he subconsciously made a move, and the two palms touched, shaking the two sides a few steps away.

"Master, what are you doing?" Zong Zheng looked at the grief and indignation, and asked,

Grief and indignation did not answer, but looked shocked, "This person's skills are far more powerful than his own, it seems that what Shang Youwei said is indeed the truth, the disciple is still so powerful, not to mention his master, think about it, the disappearance of the masters of the various sects must also be related to him and his master." Grief thought to himself,

Thinking of this, the grief and indignation's favor towards Zongzheng disappeared little by little, and he became suspicious.

"Let me ask you, did you kill my extraordinary nephew?"

Zong Zheng frowned, and replied with a puzzled expression: "Extraordinary, I don't know this person. ”

Shang Youwei couldn't bear it a little impatiently, so he said impatiently: "Why does the master need to bother to speak, dare to ask how many people in the world can have both Shaolin, Zongjian and Vientiane martial arts?"

Shang Youwei stabbed everyone's sore spot with a rhetorical question, and hit the nail on the head.

This question made the grief and indignation instantly have a good impression of Zongzheng, remembering how cunning the Mongols are, and the Han people who deal with the Mongols are even more cunning, and the grief and indignation have no good impression of Zongzheng, not to mention that Zong Zheng personally admitted to saving the Mongolian king of Monan, and did things for Kublai Khan, as a Han person, but he was willing to do things for the Mongols, and his master killed so many martial arts heroes, just for the above points, Zong Zheng was already a damned person, and the grief and anger turned to Zong Zheng without affection.

"Master, don't dwell on it anymore, that kid is delaying our time, maybe he's trying to make some kind of conspiracy. Sun Chengyin prompted, and there seemed to be a sense of unstoppable and wanted to do it.

"Yes, master, let's get rid of this traitor who works for the Mongols as soon as possible, and get rid of this public enemy of martial arts!" Youya also added.

As he spoke, everyone had a posture of moving their hands, and they knew that they were angry and angry, and it was difficult to control the situation, so they turned to the people behind them and asked,

"Please let the poor monk ask one last question. ”

Everyone saw the grief and indignation's face, so they held back and looked at the grief and indignation quietly.

The grief and indignation master turned around and asked Zongzhengdao: "Amitabha, my Shaolin Temple sad Qing, sad and sad three senior brothers and Kuji uncle have been missing for many years, and their whereabouts are still unknown.

Hearing the sad and indignant question, Youya of the Bliss Sect suddenly thought of the missing senior brother of his sect, and also stepped forward with a whisk and shouted, "Also, where are my junior brothers Wuya and Yuya now?"

Shang Youwei also reprimanded when he saw the situation and asked, "And my second senior brother Qu Zicheng? ”

Li Jiazhai Li Zhi and the beggar gang Shi Zhonglie also asked one after another,

Zong Zheng listened to everyone's questions, listened to the names of many people, and became more and more puzzled, there were too many unexpected and confused things today, I wanted to solve the original doubts in my heart by openly confronting him, but I didn't want to, but the confrontation caused more doubts, but in fact, the confrontation did not sort things out, but messed things up.

Looking at the fierce eyes of many people and listening to the voices of many people, Zong Zheng was a little uncomfortable.

"I don't know anything you say. Zong Zheng looked at everyone's fierce gaze, and said directly and simply,

Zongzheng's frank confession has become the last struggle of "not seeing the coffin and not shedding tears" in the eyes of the angry people at this moment.

Grief and anger turned to Zong Zheng and said, "Amitabha, if this is the case, then don't blame us. With that, he stepped aside. The mouth said,

"Ladies and gentlemen, just wound him and spare him his life so that we can find his master and find our missing fellow disciples. ”

Zong Zheng saw that this meant to do something, so he thought about explaining it again,

"Master, I really don't know anything about what you just asked. ”

However, it seems that everyone does not pay any attention to it, and those who draw their swords also draw their swords, and those who come forward also slowly step forward.

Shang Youwei and Tong Yinli slowly approached Zongzheng from the right side with swords, and then, the disciples of the Zongjian Sect tightly surrounded the gap on the right side.

Master of Grief and Indignation and Sun Chengyin walked towards Zongzheng from the front, and the Shaolin and Vientiane factions behind them also shrank the encirclement and took a few steps forward.

Youya and Duan Ya and others approached Zongzheng from the left side with a whisk in hand, and the people and horses behind them would consciously seal the left side.

Behind Zongzheng is a bald cliff, and the front, left and rear are blocked by a large number of people and horses, and there is no way out.

Zong Zheng watched the six people slowly approaching him, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of fear in his heart.