Chapter 5: Tongue War

Zhang Cuishan took a step forward, arched his hand, and wanted to speak.

"Fifth uncle, slow down. ”

At this moment, a slightly immature voice sounded, interrupting what Zhang Cuishan wanted to say.

Everyone asked about the prestige, and it was Song Qingshu who had been standing beside Zhang Sanfeng.

Song Yuanqiao's face changed, he didn't expect Song Qingshu to interrupt Zhang Cuishan's words in front of so many people, he was really angry and anxious, and shouted angrily, "Stop talking, how can you speak here, and you won't make amends to your fifth uncle." ”

Song Qingshu ignored him, just looked at Zhang Cuishan, Zhang Cuishan was stunned for a moment, and then waved his hand and looked at Song Qingshu as if nothing happened, and smiled, "It's okay, what's wrong with Qingshu, what do you have to say." ”

"Fifth Uncle, can you let me talk to Master Kongwen first. Song Qingshu nodded.

"Rebel, so daring. Song Yuanqiao didn't expect that Song Qingshu, who was usually very afraid of himself, would ignore himself one after another today, and lose his face in front of so many people.

"Master Kongwen is a monk with a lot of knowledge in the rivers and lakes, and he never minds if I ask for advice after a late study. Song Qingshu couldn't think that Song Yuanqiao Weishenme had such a big prejudice against Song Qingshu, so he replied coldly.

"You" Song Yuanqiao didn't expect Song Qingshu to not only ignore his own existence, but also dare to talk back. I wanted to teach Song Qingshu a lesson.

At this time, Zhang Songxi grabbed Song Yuanqiao and said, "In this case, Qingshu should ask for advice." ”

"Senior brother, you" Song Yuanqiao didn't expect that the steady junior brother on weekdays would also mess around today, and he couldn't help but be speechless all of a sudden.

Zhang Songxi shook his head at Song Yuanqiao with a puzzled face. In fact, as soon as Song Qingshu came to Zixiao Palace today, Zhang Songxi found that he was different, although Song Qingshu was very good in the past, but he was very afraid of Song Yuanqiao, thinking that Song Yuanqiao's angry rebuke today was put aside in the past, Song Qingshu was afraid that he would tremble and be speechless, but today he was calm, which attracted Zhang Songxi's attention, and then Zhang Songxi noticed that Song Qingshu's expression was very calm, in the face of so many heroes in the rivers and lakes, everyone else was cautious, even Zhang Wuji ran out at some point, and Song Qingshu actually stayed by Zhang Sanfeng's side, which had to surprise Zhang Songxi。

Although he doesn't know that Song Qingshu Weishenme wants to do this, Zhang Songxi can be sure that he must have his reason, not the nonsense that Song Yuanqiao said. It can be seen from this that Song Yuanqiao's understanding of Song Qingshu is far from enough.

"Yes, Uncle Shi. Song Qingshu saluted Zhang Songxi back, turned around and saluted to Master Kongwen, "Master Kongwen, the kid takes the liberty to ask for advice, if there is anything inappropriate, please forgive me." ”

"Amitabha!" Master Kongwen raised his eyebrows, "It's okay, the little donor has something to say, even if he comes, the old man knows everything." ”

"So, thank you, Master. Song Qingshu saluted again, stopped talking nonsense, and asked straight to the point, "The master said that my fifth uncle killed your Shaolin faction's Longmen Dart Bureau full of seventy-one games, and killed six Shaolin monks, and the lives of these seventy-seven people can be proven." ”

"Of course. Master Kongwen signaled to the master of Kongzhi on the side, Master Kongzhi understood, waved his left hand, and three middle-aged monks walked out behind him, and the three monks each squinted their right eyes, it was the Shaolin monk Yuanxin, Yuanyin, and Yuanye who were blinded by Yin Susu with a silver needle by the West Lake in Lin'an Mansion.

"These three are the nephews who saw Zhang Wuxia kill my disciples. ”

"The master decided that my fifth senior uncle killed the person of the Dragon Gate Dart Bureau based on this?" Song Qingshu ignored the sneering Master of Kongzhi on the side, but asked the Master of Kongwen cautiously.

"My Shaolin disciple is a monk, how can he speak. Master Kongwen waved his hand to stop Master Kongzhi, who wanted to speak, and said lightly.

"Your Shaolin disciple can't speak, and my Wudang disciple will reverse black and white?" Song Qingshu sneered.

"You" Master Kongzhi pointed at Song Qingshu and was speechless for a while.

"Well, now is not the time to talk about that. Song Qingshu waved his hand, but he didn't talk about it, but continued to ask, "I don't know what Master Kongwen thinks about my Uncle Yu Daiyan Yu being injured by the Shaolin Mighty King Kong Finger." ”

"It's not my Shaolin disciple's doing. Master Kongwen didn't know how to answer for a while, and he held back a sentence for a long time.

"But the Mighty King Kong Finger is one of the seventy-two stunts of Shaolin, and it is a secret that is not passed on, except for Shaolin, who else will?" Song Qingshu said to himself in confusion......

"Yes, except for Shaolin, no one will vigorously point to King Kong, it must be someone from Shaolin who injured Yu Sanxia."

"Yes, there is no one else. ”

"It must be like this, Zhang Cuishan killed the people of the Longmen Dart Bureau, and the monk of Shaolin Temple injured Yu Daiyan again in order to take revenge. ”

"Well, it makes sense. ”

The Shaolin monks were now looking at each other, embarrassed

Seeing that the situation was getting worse, Kong Wen had no choice but to say, "Good, good! In addition to my three senior brothers, there are only three senior elders in this sect who have cultivated Vajra Finger Strength. But these three senior elders have not been away from the Shaolin Temple Gate for thirty or forty years, how can they hurt Yu Sanxia?"

"Oh, my Uncle Yu was injured under the finger of King Kong, but it was not the hand of the Shaolin Temple, and the people of the Longmen Dart Bureau died under the hands of my Fifth Uncle, but Shaolin was seen by the disciples of the sect. Song Qingshu shook his head and sighed again and again, "In this way, how can the master be convincing?"

Master Kongwen is really good at self-cultivation, although he heard Song Qingshu pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, he was not angry, but said: "If the little donor doesn't believe the old man's words, then he can't do it." ”

"Oh, in the master's opinion, whether my Uncle Yu was injured in your Shaolin hands or not, but I must have recognized that my Fifth Uncle killed the person from the Longmen Dart Bureau?" Song Qingshu suddenly raised his voice, "Originally, my master often told me that the four major Shaolin monks are empty, distinguishing between right and wrong, and they are the embodiment of justice in the rivers and lakes. ”

Song Qingshu didn't wait for the Shaolin monks to refute, and said, "The people in the rivers and lakes call Shaolin Wudang Taishan Beidou, which is to hope that Shaolin Wudang will preside over justice for the rivers and lakes." Unexpectedly, Shaolin excluded dissidents for his own selfishness and wanted to dominate the rivers and lakes. Even so, there is nothing to say, Shaolin is the first temple in the world, and my Wudang is not easy to bully. ”

As soon as Song Qingshu's words were finished, the explanations of the heroes in the Zixiao Palace suddenly changed color, and there were many discussions.

Seeing this, Master Kongzhi couldn't help but shout angrily, "Huangkou Xiao'er, dare to do this. ”

"Hmph, Master Kongzhi becomes a Buddha with a thought, and his face becomes a demon, and he is careful that his forehead is lower than hell after death. Song Qingshu didn't have a good impression of this self-righteous old monk, so he didn't give him a good look.