On the fifteenth day, the door of the Shaolin Temple was opened, and the surging heroes of the rivers and lakes poured into the Shaolin Temple one by one. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Zhongnan Mountain Deming Dao Chang, Zhu Wu Lianhuan Zhuang two owners come in person. ”

"The Emei faction exterminated the sect leader to come to ......"

"Huashan sent Cai Ye to teach his relatives to ......"

"Kunlun sent Wei Siniang ......"

A shout and a shout, spread all over the temple gate, and when the Wudang faction and the Ming Sect came together, the flow of people was also less. Inside, the flat and empty stone slab open space was full of people, and the famous people were all welcomed into the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

When Lin Changsheng and Song Yuanqiao entered the treasure hall, it was silent inside, and the group saw the three old monks sitting under the statue of Rulai Buddha at a glance.

The old monk's face in the middle is as yellow as a tree, missing a glance, the old monk's face on the left hand is as white as paper, and the old monk's face on the right hand is pitch black, like pig iron. The monks have sunken cheeks and are so thin that they have no muscles.

When Lin Changsheng and his entourage came in, the three monks opened their eyes together, and the essence in their eyes flickered, and they were full of energy. They all looked at Lin Changsheng, and the monk in the middle snorted and said, "There is a great presence of the Sect Master of Laolin. ”

Lin Changsheng listened to his bad tone, smiled indifferently, hugged his fists and said, "The three are polite." ”

The three monks got up and said, "Sect Master Lin, Sect Master Song, please take a seat!"

When they sat aside, the two monks, Kong Hui and Kong Jue, also walked in and bowed down to stand beside the three monks. The three monks slowly glanced at the middle-aged people, although their eyes were soft, but they couldn't look directly, and they were all secretly frightened, and said: "These three old monks have good internal strength. ”

The three monks had some names in the rivers and lakes, but more than ten years ago, designed for Cheng Kun, defeated by the hands of Yang Dingtian, and sat in the back mountain of Shaolin for more than ten years. If it were in the original book, they would have sat down straight there. Speaking of which, their appearance at this time is also a fate.

The yellow-faced old monk in the middle said: "Ladies and gentlemen, the old man is known as Doom, this white-faced junior brother is known as Doom, and this black-faced junior brother is Fa Ming Duan." The three of us have been sitting in the back mountain of Shaolin for more than ten years, and it is not suitable to move again, but I Shaolin has encountered a great disaster, and there are all kinds of unfavorable words outside, but the three of us have to come out. ”

"All of you colleagues from the rivers and lakes came to give me Shaolin face, and the old monk and others are grateful. Du Er looked at Kongjue and said, "Master and nephew of Kongjue, you will preside over the next." ”

Kongjue folded his hands and said, "Yes." ”

Everyone knew for a while, it seemed that this Shaolin abbot had fallen on Kong Hui.

"Amitabha!" said Kongjue: "Everyone, I should have heard about the difficulties of Shaolin. Three years ago, at the Emei Mountain Conference, my three senior brothers, Kongwen, Kongzhi, and Kongxing, won the dragon slaying knife, but on the way back to the mountain, they unfortunately suffered a plot and were victimized by the Yuan people, so that the treasure knife fell into the rivers and lakes again, and its whereabouts are still unknown, resulting in boundless killing. ”

"In recent days, there have been many rumors in the rivers and lakes, saying that I Shaolin controls ...... for Cheng Kun"

Hearing this, Lin Changsheng glanced at Wei Yixiao behind him, and Wei Yixiao immediately said: "Master of Void Jue, Cheng Kun, we don't know much about this person. I heard that he once worshiped under the monk of Kongjian, I wonder if the master can tell us about it. ”

Kong Jue frowned, glanced at Wei Yi with clear eyes, and then glanced at Lin Changsheng who was sitting on the side, sighed secretly, and said, "Since everyone is interested, Lao Wei will talk about it." ”

"The relationship between our temple and Cheng Kun was still more than ten years ago...... "He glanced at the yellow-faced Du'e, "Back then, my Du'e uncle had a conflict with the Mingjiao Yangding Heavenly Sect Master, and the three uncles were not angry, and wanted to find Yangding talent to say a thing or two. It's just that Yangding Tian is the leader of the Ming Sect, and it is difficult for ordinary people to see. At that time, the three uncles happened to meet Cheng Kun, and they were introduced by Cheng Kun and met Yang Dingtian. After a fight, Uncle Du was robbed of one eye by Yang Dingtian, and the other two uncles were also defeated by him one after another. Originally, Yang Dingtian was going to kill him, but Cheng Kun said that he saved the three uncles, but the three uncles also swore that they would not leave Shaolin again. ”

"Amitabha!" Du Er stared at Lin Changsheng and said lightly: "Cheng Kun saved the three of Lao Gu, and Lao Qu is naturally grateful. Later, he suddenly came to Shaolin and wanted to worship under the old man. It's just that Lao Qu has never accepted disciples, so he introduced him to the disciple of the master and nephew. Carefully speaking, Cheng Kun is also a famous disciple, and he is kind to Lao Kun, so Lao Kun does not doubt him. ”

Speaking of this, his tone changed slightly: "Sect Master Lin, Master Xie Xun once killed my Kongjian master and nephew. Xie Xun said, this is designed by Cheng Kun, but is it true?

Lin Changsheng smiled, looking at his gaze, he could see that the old monk had a deep resentment. He laughed, "Not bad." We say this ourselves, and everyone doesn't seem to believe it, but there is also evidence for the enmity between my Mingjiao and Cheng Kun. Bat King ......"

"Yes!" Wei Yixiao took out Yang Dingtian's last letter from his bosom and handed it to Du Er.

Watar took it and looked at it carefully, frowning slightly. Lin Changsheng said: "The Yang Sect Master died sixteen years ago, I don't know when he entered the Shaolin Sect?"

"Amitabha!" Du Er sighed: "Looking at the content of this letter, Sect Master Lin should not tell a lie, the old man was deceived by him." He handed the letter to the two juniors on the side, and both of them sighed slightly when they saw it, secretly regretting it.

Kong Jue said: "Since the incident, Cheng Kun has not returned to the temple. Come to think of it, he also noticed it. He sighed and said, "My Shaolin was deceived by Cheng Kunmeng, and I lost dozens of people, and I am very sad!"

Hearing this, everyone present was expressionless, but secretly they were afraid to laugh. Shaolin has always been powerful, and although there is no conflict with other sects, there are definitely many people who don't like them.

This time Shaolin suffered, and everyone was definitely gloating in their hearts.

Lin Changsheng was also secretly happy, but he was happy, and Kong Jue suddenly said: "Don't hide it from you, Xie Xun is being locked up in my Shaolin back mountain." Everyone was suddenly startled, looked at this group of monks with strange eyes, and then looked at Lin Changsheng and his party.

Lin Changsheng's face sank, his eyes flashing. I only heard Kong Jue say: "Xie Xun has killed countless people, he suddenly broke into Shaolin two years ago, saying that he wanted to kill the Kun thief." I didn't know what to do, so I took him down and locked him up in the monastery. Now that all the truth is revealed, I, Shaolin, should return Xie Shi to Mingjiao. ”

He said it well, but Lin Changsheng couldn't stop sneering. If this is the case, why do you Shaolin preach that Xie Xun is in the Shaolin Temple? This is obviously to ask those who have enemies to come to Shaolin.

He snorted, but before he could speak, the crowd outside who heard the sound began to stir. I don't know whom, I shouted, "No." Xie Xun, this evil thief should be punished!"

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Lin Changsheng scolded in his heart, turned his head to look outside. The surrounding crowds were also silent, and their eyes looked at the place where the sound came from. The man didn't seem to be afraid, squeezed through the crowd, and stepped forward.

This is a big man, who seems to be in his thirties, quite burly, with thick arms, and his palms are full of calluses.

He looked resentful, glared at Lin Changsheng and his group of Ming Sect disciples with hatred, and said loudly: "What? Xie Xun killed all the innocents, shouldn't he die? Don't think that your Ming Sect is powerful, I don't dare to say it." ”

"It's the second ...... of the Yangtze River duo"

"Yes, I heard that the boss was killed by Xie Xun, no wonder he dared to speak out......"

There was a lot of discussion around, although it was not clear what had happened, but everyone knew that this person was worried about Xie Xun. And he is like a catfish, as soon as he stands up, he also arouses the hatred of others.

One after another, people came out to speak, saying that they couldn't let Xie Xun go.

When the heroes in the hall saw it, they all secretly sneered, looking like they were watching a good show.

Lin Changsheng's face was expressionless, and he was bitter in his heart, I am afraid that this matter today will not be good. If you don't save Xie Xun, you will definitely not work. saved Xie Xun, but he couldn't convince the public.

Cheng Kun, Cheng Kun, it seems that you are going to get what you want.

With a secret sigh, he slowly got up, his eyes flashing, and he glanced at those who were resentful and grieving. (To be continued.) )