Ding Chunqiu, a generation of grandmasters, was beaten to death by a young girl so inexplicably, although many people present had long been looking forward to his death, but at this time it was inevitable that there would be some sighs, of course, everyone also knew that there was probably a secret hidden in it that was difficult for outsiders to know.

Xuzhu asked people to carry Ding Chunqiu's body away for burial, and he returned to Shaolin Abbot Xuan Ci to kneel down, ready to receive the punishment.

In the crowd, Ye Xiao was still thinking about the origin of the girl, just now the girl deliberately glanced at herself before leaving, and it was obvious that the other party also knew herself.

Suddenly, another woman's voice sounded, interrupting Ye Xiao's train of thought, and looking up, it turned out that Xu Zhu was already lying on the ground at this time, ready to be scolded by the cane.

"Slow, slow......! What's on your back?" the woman's voice was sharp.

Everyone looked at Xuzhu's back, and saw that there were nine incense scars burning neatly between his waist and back. When the monk is ordained, the incense scars are burned on the top of the head, and in addition to the incense scars on the top of the head, the Xuzhu also has incense scars on the back. The scar on his back, as large as a copper coin, was apparently burned when he was a child, and as he grew older, the scar gradually increased.

A middle-aged woman suddenly rushed out of the crowd, wearing a light cyan robe, with three blood marks on each cheek, it was Ye Erniang, who was one of the four evildoers. She rushed forward, separated her hands, and pushed the two law enforcement monks of the Shaolin Temple Discipline Institute away, and reached out to pull Xuzhu's pants to pull his pants down.

Xu Zhu was taken aback, turned around and stood up, floated back a few feet, and said nervously, "You...... What are you doing?"

Ye Erniang's whole body trembled, and she shouted, "I...... My son!" opened his arms and went to hug Xuzhu. As soon as Xuzhu flashed, Ye Erniang hugged the air. Everyone thought, "This woman is crazy?" Ye Erniang hugged several times in succession, and they all gave Xuzhu a gentle and clever dodge. She was crazy and shouted, "Son, why don't you recognize your mother?"

Ye Xiao in the crowd said secretly, okay, Ye Erniang's confession has begun, if this is the case, the next thing is that Xuan Ci was broken by the Dao, that is, the birth father of Xuzhu, and then died from menopause.

Xuzhu said in a trembling voice: "You...... Are you my mother?"

Ye Erniang shouted: "Son, not long after I gave birth to you, I burned nine ring incense scars on your back and on both buttocks. Do you have nine incense scars on each of your butts?"

Xuzhu was taken aback, there were indeed nine incense scars on each of his twin strands. He has been like this since he was a child, he never knew the origin, and he was ashamed to talk to his peers, and sometimes when he was bathing, he saw it, and said that he had a relationship with Buddhism, and he was born naturally, so he was more determined to study Buddhism. At this time, when she heard Ye Erniang's words in vain, it was really like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and she said in a trembling voice: "Yes, yes......! I have nine incense scars on each strand, it's you...... It's a mother...... You burned it for me?"

Ye Erniang cried loudly and shouted, "Yes, yes, if I didn't burn it for you, how would I know......? I've found my son, I've found my own son!" he cried as he reached out to stroke Xuzhu's cheek. Xuzhu no longer avoided it, and let her hold it in his arms. He has no father and no mother since he was a child, only known to be an orphan adopted by the monks in the temple, his vest has incense scars on both strands, this secret is only known to himself, Ye Erniang can actually know, where is there a fake? Suddenly I experienced the love of a mother that I had never known in my life, tears flowed down, and I cried: "Mother...... Mother, you are my mother!"

This incident came suddenly, and everyone in the audience was surprised except for Ye Xiao, but seeing the two hugging each other and crying, sad and happy, one licked the calf deeply, and the other was sincere and envious.

Ye Erniang said: "Child, you are twenty-four years old this year, in the past twenty-four years, I have missed you during the day and at night, I can't be angry that people have sons, but my own son was stolen by a thief." I...... I had no choice but to steal someone's son. Can... But...... How can someone else's son be good if he is born to himself?"

Ye Erniang let go of Xuzhu's neck, grabbed his shoulder, looked left and right, couldn't help but be overjoyed, turned her head to Xuan Lin and said: "He is my son, you are not allowed to beat him!" Then he said loudly: "Which dog thief stole my child and caused my mother and son to be separated for twenty-four years? Your mother can't fight him, the child is strong in martial arts, and he is just right to avenge his mother. ”

Ye Xiao knew that it was the black-clothed monk sitting under the tree at this time who stole the void bamboo, that is, Xiao Yuanshan.

Sure enough, the black-clothed monk, who had been sitting under the big tree without saying a word, suddenly stood up and said slowly: "Did you steal this child from someone else, or did you rob it? Where did these six blood marks on your face come from?"

Ye Erniang suddenly changed color when she heard this, and screamed, "You...... Who are you? ...... How do you know?"

The black-clothed monk said, "Don't you recognize me?"

Ye Erniang screamed: "Ah! It's you!" Then she threw herself at him, ran to a place away from him, suddenly stood still, stretched out her hand and pointed directly, gritted her teeth, and was extremely angry, but she didn't dare to approach.

The black-clothed monk said: "Yes, I snatched your child, and I also caught the six blood marks on your face." ”

Ye Erniang shouted: "Why? Why did you rob my child? I don't know you, and I have no grudges. You...... You...... It makes me miserable. Why have you caused me to suffer day and night for the past 24 years......? Why?"

The black-clothed monk pointed to the void bamboo and asked, "Who is the father of this child?"

Ye Erniang's whole body was shocked, and said, "He...... He...... I can't say. ”

Xuzhu's heart was agitated, and he ran to Ye Erniang's side and shouted, "Mother, you tell me, who is my father?"

Ye Erniang shook her head again and again and said, "I can't say." ”

The black-clothed monk said slowly: "Ye Erniang, you were originally a good girl, gentle and beautiful, dignified and chaste. But when you were eighteen years old, you were seduced by a man with strong martial arts and great status, and you gave birth to this child with him, didn't you?"

Ye Erniang didn't move, and after a long while, she nodded and said, "Yes." But it wasn't him who seduted me, it was I who seduted him. ”

The black-clothed monk said: "This man only cares about his own reputation and future, and he doesn't care about you, a young girl, unmarried and childless, how miserable the situation is. ”

Ye Erniang said: "No, no, he took care of me, he gave me a lot of silver taels, and arranged my life for the second half of my life." ”

The black-clothed monk said, "Why did he let you wander alone in the rivers and lakes?"

Ye Erniang said: "I can't marry him." How can he marry me? He's a good man, he's always treated me very well. I don't want to bother him. He...... He's a good guy. In the words, the lover who abandoned her is still full of warmth and longing, and the kindness of the past is not diminished in the slightest because of his own suffering and the passage of time.

Ye Xiao looked at Xuan Ci, but saw that although Xuan Ci was still calm at this time, his sleeve robe was imperceptibly fluttering, obviously because of the agitation of his heart, which led to the instability of internal force.

For Ye Erniang and Xuan Ci, in Ye Xiao's view, she is definitely a good woman, she wants her husband and children, but she never dares to be a preface, one is that she can't talk to others about her personal feelings; Ye Erniang can know that Monk Xuanci is really bitter, and this acquaintance and understanding can be done by a few women.

Compared with Ye Erniang, the monk Xuanci abandoned his wife and children, even if he couldn't help himself, even if he was helpless, he also had a fault that he couldn't shirk.