Section 57
Section 57: The Fundamental Cause
"What? The national uncle and the three uncles are all dead? they were attacked by the golden sword light? In the Xuantian Temple?" Wang Zhiwu was almost crazy, and shouted, "How the hell is this possible, who did it?"
"It seems to be that Uncle Song Zhong, I saw his figure flash in the air!" the Taoist priest said hurriedly.
"Damn, it's this kid again, he's not finished, isn't he?" Wang Zhiwu suddenly jumped like thunder, and then he immediately said: "Take me to see!"
With that, Wang Zhiwu took his disciples and ran to the scene of the incident. The place where Guozhang and his party were attacked was less than 5 miles away from the palace where Wang Zhiwu was located. In a hurry, Wang Zhiwu almost flew over.
He came there and looked, oh my God, not to mention how miserable the scene was. Everywhere there were corpses broken in two, intestines, blood flowing all over the ground. When he finally found the prince of the dynasty in the corpse in one place, Wang Zhiwu's face turned green. The guest he invited was cut in two, and the expression of horror on his face before he died was even more chilling.
Wang Zhiwu saw that the guest he invited had suffered such a grievance, and his face turned green with anger. He didn't say a word, just turned around and left, and went to the back mountain to complain to Qingfengzi.
Let's say that Wang Zhiwu trotted all the way to Qingfengzi's cave, broke in directly to take a look, and sure enough, he saw Xiaopang standing in front of Qingfengzi like no one. He also thought that this time Xiaopang was the same as the last time, and the wicked person sued first, and he had already told Qingfengzi about the matter! Therefore, Wang Zhiwu didn't ask any questions, and directly cried: "Teacher, you can't just listen to him this time!
"What countryman, what the hell are you talking about?" asked Qing Fengzi confusedly.
"Why, you don't know?" said Wang Zhiwu in surprise.
"Nonsense, you are indiscriminate, you cry when you come in, I'm not a god, how can I know what's going on?" Qingfengzi said with a wry smile.
"Ah, master~" Wang Zhiwu said this, and hurriedly said: "You have to take care of this senior brother Song, he, he, he and the emperor of the emperor's old Taishan were cut into eight pieces together!
"En?" When Qingfengzi heard this, his face suddenly changed, and he said angrily: "Didn't I let him think about it behind closed doors on the mountain, and he dared to go down the mountain without permission against my words?"
"That's not true, it's the people who came to Xuantian Guan to make incense, and the junior brother killed them in Xuantianguan!" Wang Zhiwu shouted: "Master, there are dozens of people in Guozhang and his party, and all of them have been beheaded, and they are really full of corpses and rivers of blood! I think my Xuantian Temple is a place for cultivating immortals, but I am stunned to let this guy become a slaughterhouse! What do you say about this?"
"Song Zhong!" Qing Fengzi was furious when he heard this, he couldn't hold back anymore, and shouted directly: "Say, what's going on?"
"Uncle Shi is angry~!" Seeing that Qingfengzi was angry, Xiao Fat was also a little uneasy in his heart, he hurriedly said with a smile: "Those guys are good for me, but the problem is that I am doing the right thing for heaven, and I have a clear conscience!"
"Fart!" Wang Zhiwu was furious when he heard this, and shouted directly: "Guozhang and you have never met, and this time I just invited people to come to Xuantianguan as a guest in order to settle the two big cases for you." But it's good that you don't say or thank others, and you cut them in two, how can you have a clear conscience?"
"Yes!" Qingfengzi also immediately said: "Guozhang and you don't know each other, why do you have nothing to do to kill him?"
"I don't know Guozhang, but it's not for nothing that I killed him!" said Chubby.
"Then tell me, why did you kill him?" Qingfengzi immediately asked, "There is a reason, it's just that, if you kill people at will for no reason, I will spare you, and the door rules will not spare you!"
"Yes, uncle, please listen to me!" Xiaopang said, took out a jar of fine wine from the storage bag, put it on the table, and said, "This is a jar of century-old daughter red, a rare good wine in the world!"
Wang Zhiwu is good at tea, and Qingfengzi is fond of alcohol. When the two of them heard Xiaopang's words, their eyes suddenly lit up. Qingfengzi's saliva is about to flow out, a hundred-year-old daughter Hong, he has lived for more than a hundred years in his life, and he has never drunk it.
But Wang Zhiwu misunderstood Xiao Fat, and immediately said with disdain: "Don't think that a jar of good wine can smooth out this matter! It is impossible for my master to be bought with a jar of wine!
Although Wang Zhiwu said this, he didn't know the bottom in his heart, so he finally asked.
No matter how thick-skinned Qingfengzi was, it was impossible to admit it, so he immediately turned pale and said, "Yes, Xiao Song, you want to buy me with one jar, you look down on me too much!" But he muttered in his heart, 'If there are ten altars and eight altars, it would be almost the same!'
Seeing this, Xiaopang was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "What do you say? Am I like that? This jar of wine and food evidence is not used for gifts!"
"Oh, the evidence?" Qingfengzi was immediately overjoyed after hearing this, waved his sleeves, and instantly put away the wine jar, and then said with a solemn face: "I have accepted the evidence, if you have something to say, say it quickly!"
Wang Zhiwu looked stupid, and said in his heart, "This kid shouldn't be bribing under a different name? Obviously, he is too deeply involved with the world, and he has completely lost the way of thinking of a monk, and he is completely worldly.
And Xiaopang smiled slightly, and didn't care, anyway, the wine was ready to honor Qingfengzi. Then his face turned pale, and he said solemnly: "Uncle Shi, this jar of wine was sold to me by the owner of the largest inn in the town under the mountain. He knew that I was a monk at the time, and deliberately sold me this good wine like a family heirloom at a low price, hoping to get some benefit from me. I saw through his intentions and left overnight without giving him a chance! Even so, I still feel a little indebted to others!"
"En, it's really a bit unkind for you to do this, and if you have a chance in the future, you should still give him a little compensation!" Qingfengzi nodded.
"There's no chance!" "Little Fat said with some hatred: "Early this morning, I originally planned to go to the inn at the bottom of the mountain to drink and eat, and by the way, make up for the shopkeeper." But unexpectedly, when I arrived, I found that the inn was sealed, and the shopkeeper was beaten to death!"
"Ah, why is that?" Qingfengzi immediately said differently when he heard it.
"I inquired about it and found out that the reason for the murder of the shopkeeper was this jar of wine!" said the little fat angrily.
"For this jar of wine, what do you mean?" said Qing Fengzi in surprise.
"Yesterday the bullshit gentleman and his three sons stayed in the inn, and I don't know any of the talkative fellows, and told them that the innkeeper has a jar of 100-year-old wine, which is a family heirloom! But the problem is, this wine has already been given to me, where can the shopkeeper get it? The shopkeeper has no choice but to tell the truth that there is no more wine, but he does not want the prince to think that he is lying and deceiving, and does not give him face. Immediately ordered the house slaves to be beaten severely, but the poor shopkeeper was too old to recover in one breath, so he went west! The abbot did not give up, and wanted to close down other people's shops! How can the old and young families live in the future?" Xiaopang then said angrily: "Uncle Shi, although I don't kill Boren, Boren died because of me! This jar of wine, when the shopkeeper was alive, I didn't pay it back, and now that he is gone, do you think I should avenge him?"