To be precise, Qionghua Fairy's gaze stayed on Shaolin Abbot Jiexian. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info such actions make people feel like they are in the fog of a spring morning. How is this possible, anyone can have a love debt, the abbot of the Jiexian can't have a love debt, how can he have a love debt, he has a love debt, where is the reason of heaven?

"I wonder if the abbot still remembers Sachiko Sadaba on the Eastern Island twenty years ago?" said Fairy Qionghua, looking at herself in Jiexian's eyes.

Her words were a key that opened the secret vault of memories that Jiexian had hidden for many years, and a tidal wave of memories poured towards Jiexian, drowning him in it. Jiexian remembered the spring when he followed his teacher to Fusang to study scriptures twenty years ago. It was a cherry blossom season at the foot of Mt. Fuji, and a small foreign monk met a young girl in a kimono under the cherry blossom tree.

In the end, the little monk's infatuation touched the girl, and from that moment on, a series of helplessness occurred. However, the reluctance to love his lover did not resist the little monk's attachment to fame and fortune after all. The little monk followed the teacher back to his homeland, and inherited the mantle of the teacher as he wished, and became the abbot of Shaolin Temple.

Later, Sachiko Sadaba, a Fuso woman, waited for her lover to return by the sea every day, but the tide ebbed and flowed, and the lover's face was always missing in the returning crowd. Ten months later, Sachiko Sadaba gave birth to a baby boy, born out of wedlock, and was expelled from the village by his people, thirsty for dew all day long, hungry for plants and trees. Those wolves, insects, tigers and leopards were influenced by her loyalty, the wolves used her as quilts, and the tigers gave her meat.

One day, a man in black appeared and snatched the son left by her lover, and Sachiko Sadaba's last trace of attachment to the world was torn off, and she finally jumped into the sea with infinite unwillingness. A giant whale carried her body to the shore and stranded herself to her death.

People buried her under a cherry blossom tree, and it was the same tree that Sadaha and her lover first met. Since then, the cherry blossom tree has been blooming, withering, and drifting away in the wind.

Smart people have already guessed who the black-clothed man who took Sachiko's child from Sachiko Sadaba, that's right, it is Sachiko's lover, the father of the child, and the current Shaolin abbot ----------- Jiexian.

As for the name of the child, what his martial arts are, and how to place him after Jiexian snatched him over, the author will introduce his story in a strong way.

"Yes, I owe Sachiko too much, since you are helping her to collect the debt, I have no complaints, let's do it. "Jiexian was as brave as a daredevil" at this time, which made Dugu Ao and others who knew him puzzled, and those who didn't know him admired.

"No matter what, we will never let you take away the abbot of Jiexian, who has not been young, isn't it just a Fusang woman, what's the big deal, the old abbot is the Taishan Beidou of my Central Plains martial arts, you took him away, how can we live." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the bastard raised a pair of iron watermelon hammers and struck each other, making a dull sound, the voice was robust, outlining a muscular man.

The people were encouraged, drew their swords one by one, and glared angrily at the Qionghua Fairy, and thousands of pairs of eyes gathered on the Qionghua Fairy, like a pack of wolves about to tear off a lamb.

The war was about to break out, and Dugu Ao was not ready to help anyone or anyone in the event of a war. He set his sights on the eye of the storm that caused the storm and did not draw any conclusions. Jiexian didn't say a word, his eyes were closed, and his face was serene.

Qionghua Fairy's face did not change, as if those swords were all papier-mâché. She looked at the pair of hammers of the bastard and said, "It's May weather, and the heat is unbearable, if there is a watermelon, it would be the best." I see you are holding two large watermelons, I wonder if your watermelons are ripe, and let me cut them and take a look. ”

It was a scene full of beauty, the Qionghua fairy had long sleeves and clear leaves, petals were connected in strings, and flew towards the watermelon hammer. The petals are like iron, and the hammer is like tofu, cracking from the middle of absolute fairness, and the section is neat, and it can shine on the human figure. That's how the bastard saw his surprise from there.

"I see that your watermelon is not ripe yet, since it is not ripe, you still take it out to show off. Fairy Qionghua said.

People understand that their heads will never be harder than a hammer made of iron, and they have changed from tigers to kittens. They looked at each other, praying for comfort in each other's gazes.

"Friends, these fellow people are all heroic people, they are just confused by some appearances. You also have to tie the bell to the bell, so you don't have to be angry with them. "Dugu is proud to solve the siege for the same people in the rivers and lakes.

"Of these people, you are the only one who understands. Fairy Qionghua said.

Those people had been deeply frightened by the understatement of the Qionghua Fairy just now, and they would never make any waves like just now.

"I don't care how good you are, if you want to take the abbot away to pay off some bullshit debt, you just step over my corpse. Kutoutuo and the smiling monk said in unison.

Dugu Ao didn't expect that these two pugs raised by the virtuous were so loyal and turned into loyal wolf dogs at a critical moment. Kutouta and the Smiling Monk are not enough to affect the overall situation, but the tricky thing is that the courage that has just been frozen is ignited again by the passion of Kutouta and the Smiling Monk.

"Five years ago, I just started to wander the rivers and lakes, my martial arts were not good, and I was robbed and killed, but fortunately I met the abbot and saved my life. The eldest husband is alive, and he just thinks that there are too many things in life, and he wants to see what 'righteousness' looks like. Now the abbot is in trouble, but I don't dare to save him for fear of being killed. Today, even if you want to arrest the abbot, it will be after I have been broken into thousands of pieces. An unknown little man shouted.

One person's anger is just Mars, but the anger of a group of people is an erupting volcano. The reason why the Jianghu people were feared by the rulers of the past dynasties was because they did not respect righteousness and profit, and could not tolerate too much reluctance in life, so they built a world that did not obey the emperor's rule. They are all passionate volcanoes, and it only takes a small spark to make them erupt.