At this moment, a young novice monk walked into the room holding a bowl of steaming medicine and said to Xuanku's body: "Master, please use the medicine." He was the novice monk who served Xuanku and cooked it in the "Yaowangyuan"
After taking a dose of the healing elixir "Nine Turns of Rejuvenation Decoction", I sent it to the master to take. When he saw Xuanku standing upright and not falling down, he didn't know he was dead.
Qiao Feng felt miserable in his heart and choked up: "Master..." The young novice monk turned to look at him and suddenly exclaimed loudly: "It's you! You...are here again!" With a cry, the medicine bowl dropped.
When it fell to the ground, the porcelain concoction was scattered in all directions. The young novice jumped back two steps, leaned against the wall, and screamed: "It's him! He's the one who injured the master!"
When he shouted like this, everyone was shocked.
Qiao Feng was even more frightened and shouted loudly: "What did you say?" The little novice monk, who was only twelve or thirteen years old, was very frightened when he saw Qiao Feng. He hid behind Abbot Xuanci, grabbed his sleeves and shouted: "Abbott,
Abbot!" Xuanci said: "Qingsong, don't be afraid, you agreed, you said it was him who beat the master?"
The young novice monk Qingsong said: "Yes, he hit Master on the chest with his palm. I saw it from the window. Master, Master, hit him back!" Until this moment, he had never known that Xuan Ku was dead. Abbot Xuan Ci said:
"Look carefully, don't mistake the person." Qingsong said, "I can see clearly, he is wearing a straight gray cloth, with a square face, upturned eyebrows, big mouth and big ears, it is him.
Abbot, hit him quickly, hit him quickly!"
A chill ran down Qiao Feng's back, and he thought: "Yes, that murderer is pretending to be me and wants to put the blame on me. Master was extremely happy when he heard that I was back, but when he saw me
Seeing that I looked like the murderer who injured him, he said: "So it's you, you are Qiao Feng, the good disciple I trained with my own hands." Master and I have not seen each other for more than ten years.
Now that I am an adult, my appearance has long since changed." Thinking again of the three "good" words that Master Xuanku said before he died, my heart felt like a knife: "Master is very skilled in people, but he doesn't know who the enemy is.
When he came to me, he recognized that I looked similar to the murderer. He felt so sad that he died in mourning. My master was seriously injured and was already dying. He would not think carefully about it: If it was really me who harmed him, why would he come to meet him a second time?
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Abbot Xuanci looked solemn and said slowly: "Although the donor is no longer in the Beggar Clan, he is still a famous figure in the martial arts world. He came to our temple today and shot Brother Xuanku to death. I don't know why I came here, but I hope you can give me some advice."
Qiao Feng let out a long sigh, bowed to Xuan Ku's body and said, "Master, when you were about to die, you still thought that it was your disciple who harmed you and died of hatred! Although the disciple never dared to offend the master, but
The traitor harmed him precisely because of his disciple. It is not a pity that the disciple died today to thank his teacher, but from now on the master's great revenge will not be avenged. The disciple has violated the dignity of Shaolin, and the master will forgive him." He shouted twice fiercely.
He made a loud sound and exhaled two long breaths. The two oil lamps in the hall went out in response to the sound, and it was suddenly dark.
When Qiao Feng prayed, he had already planned an escape strategy. As soon as he blew out the oil lamp, he hit a monk's vest with his left hand. The palm force was so soft that it did not hurt his internal organs, but it knocked his body away.
The photo made him burst out of the hall.
In the darkness, the group of monks heard the wind and all knew Qiao Feng went out to escape. They each used their capture techniques to catch the monk who kept the rules.
The monks all had common thoughts and were unwilling to beat Qiao Feng to death harshly. They wanted to capture him and interrogate him in detail as to why he had killed Master Xuanku. These more than ten eminent monks are all top-notch experts in the Shaolin Temple.
Everyone's grappling techniques are different, but each has his or her own uniqueness. Suddenly, the dragon-capturing hand, the eagle claw hand, the tiger claw technique, the diamond finger, the stone palm... all kinds of Shaolin sect's most advanced grappling techniques
, all caught on the monk who kept the rules. The martial arts of the eminent monks were really good. In the dark, just listening to the sound of the wind, they could strike without missing a beat. The monk who kept the rules suffered a lot this time. In an instant, his whole body was covered with wounds.
After using various grasping techniques, his body was suspended in the air without making a sound. I'm afraid no one has ever experienced this experience since ancient times.
These eminent monks had deep experience and knew how to deal with emergencies. Immediately, someone flew up to the house and guarded the roof. In a matter of seconds, expert monks occupied the various passages and front and back doors of the Zhengdao Temple.
The young novice Qingsong took the fire knife and flint and lit the oil lamp in the hall. The monks immediately realized that they had arrested the wrong monk.
Master Xuannan, the head of Bodhidharma Academy, issued an order that all the monks in the temple should stay in place and not move. The monks all thought that no matter how brave Qiao Feng was, he would never dare to break into the dragon's den of Shaolin Temple alone to kill people. There would be another one.
If there are strong reinforcements, they will probably take advantage of the chaos and have other agendas, but don't fall for the trick of luring the tiger away from the mountain.
A group of monks led by more than a dozen eminent monks from the Zhengdao Monastery and the precept-keeping monks searched everywhere near the Zhengdao Monastery. Almost every stone was turned over, and every patch of grass was beaten with sticks. In this way
Come on, although the great monks said they were compassionate and good at living, they accidentally injured a lot of toads, gophers, grasshoppers and ants.
After being busy for more than an hour, I just missed digging up the land, but where could I find Qiao Feng? Everyone clicked their tongues, saying it was weird, and occasionally they couldn't help but utter a few insults. Although the Ten Commandments of Buddhism prohibit "evil words"
", that was too much to worry about. At that moment, Abbot Xuanci ordered the monks to move the body of Master Xuanku into the "Relic Courtyard" for cremation, and send the monks who kept the rules to the "Yaowangyuan" to apply medicine and treat the injuries.
The group of monks were dejected and silent, feeling that they had really lost face this time. There were so many masters in Shaolin Temple, and with the martial arts reputation of these more than ten eminent monks, each of them had a well-known name in the martial arts world, so Qiao Feng actually
He was walking alone with bare hands. Let alone killing or capturing him, he couldn't even figure out how to escape.
It turned out that Qiao Feng had expected that the group of monks would be looking for him everywhere when something unexpected happened, but he was determined not to take it seriously in the room where he had just gathered, so he slapped the monk who kept the law with his palm, shrank his body, and quietly got in.
Under the bed where Master Xuan Ku slept, his fingers were inserted into the bed board and his body was close to the bed board.
Although some people glanced under the bed, they could not see him. After Master Xuanku's body was removed, the deacon monk closed the door of the courtyard, and no one came in.
Qiao Feng lay on the bottom of the bed and heard the monks quarreling in the middle of the night. The voices gradually died down, and he thought: "It will be difficult to escape until dawn. If we don't leave now, when will we wait?"
He quietly slipped out from under the bed, pushed open the door, and hid behind the tree.
I thought that although the sound of people had stopped at this moment, how could the eminent Shaolin monks just give up and relax their guard? The Zhengdao Temple is in the extreme west of the Shaolin Temple. You only need to go further west and enter the Congshan Mountain.
As soon as he left the Shaolin Temple, the monks were scattered. Even if they met, they would not be able to stop him. But Tanya did not want to fight with the Shaolin monks. He only hoped to catch the real culprit in the future and bring him to the temple to explain the whole story.
If you fight against one more monk today, if you defeat one more, you will have one more unnecessary enemy. If you accidentally hurt someone and kill someone, it will be even more unthinkable. I disappeared in the west of the temple, and the place where the monks guarded the most tightly must be the west of the temple leading to Shaoshi Mountain.
There are various mountain paths. After some calculation, he thought that the safest way would be to pass through the temple and leave the temple from the east.
Although he was told that Abbot Xuanci was the enemy who killed his father, with his always calm character, even if it was confirmed that Abbot Xuanci was the one who killed his biological parents at Yanmen Pass, he would definitely not be an enemy of other Shaolin masters, let alone him.
After all, I have been in love with Shaolin for more than ten years.
At that moment, he kept his body low and walked quietly under the cover of trees, crossing four courtyards and hiding behind a Bodhi tree. Suddenly he saw two monks crouching behind the tree opposite. The two monks did not move at all, and it was absolutely difficult in the darkness.
However, with his keen eyesight, he saw the slight glimmer of the sword in the hand of a monk, and thought to himself: "What a danger! If I had walked a little faster just now, my hiding place would have been exposed." After guarding behind the tree for a while, the two
The famous monk never moved, and this strategy of "waiting for the rabbit" was quite powerful. As long as he moved, the two monks would notice him, but he could not remain in a stalemate for a long time and remain still.
He pondered for a while, picked up a small stone, and flicked it to the west. The force was very clever, slow at first and then sharp. The stone made no sound when it flew out. When it was seven or eight feet away, the sound of breaking through the air was loud and powerful, and it hit the ground.
There was a snapping noise on a big tree.
The two monks crouched and rushed toward the big tree. Qiao Feng waited for the two monks to pass him, jumped up, and rolled into the yard beside him. Under the moonlight, he saw clearly that there was a plaque with the words "Bodhi Courtyard" written on it.
He knew that the two monks had seen nothing unusual and would definitely leave and come back. He did not stop at that moment and went straight to the backyard, passed through the front hall of the Bodhi Courtyard, and ran into the back hall.
At this time, Qiao Feng was extremely anxious: since the murderer was stuck in time and killed his master, he obviously wanted to frame him. In this way, there was no guarantee that his adoptive parents would not be poisoned. He, Qiao Feng, had been in the world for many years.
Immediately, he clarified his thoughts: there must be a master who is proficient in the art of disguise, hiding in the dark and observing his actions. Who could this person be?
Qiao Feng's mind flashed, and he went through all the masters he had seen in his life, but he really couldn't find such a qualified candidate. He originally wanted to go down the mountain to settle his parents after meeting his mentor tonight, but when Xiang Zhiguang and Zhao
After Qian Sun and others determined that the leader was the abbot Xuanci, they openly went to Shaolin to challenge Xuanci to avenge his parents. However, they encountered this incident, which completely disrupted his plan.
Inside the Sutra Pavilion.
Xuanci came to the attic.
Because Xuanku passed away, all the monks in Hesi Temple went to watch the ceremony and chant sutras for Xuanku, and the few guards of the Sutra Pavilion also left.
Xuanci walked into the pavilion and closed the door. Then he couldn't bear it anymore and veins popped up on his forehead: "Murong Bo! Old man! Get out of here!"
He was so angry that he ignored all the rules and just wanted to vent his anger. A hoarse voice sounded in the darkness: "Old friend, what's wrong? You're so angry?"
Xuanci didn't reply, but he unleashed his mighty inner energy and struck a "Great Vajra Fist" in the direction of the sound.