Qiao Feng took advantage of the chaos and went down the mountain, moving forward at full speed, heading directly to where his adoptive father and adoptive mother were, for fear of being delayed.
"Father, mother!"
Qiao Feng walked into the yard and saw that the door was not closed and the lights were not lit. The whole farmyard was dark. Qiao Feng's heart skipped a beat, and his heart suddenly felt suspended.
"Dad, Mom, I'm back!"
Qiao Feng shouted again, but still no one answered. He quickly rushed into the house, struck the flint and lit the oil lamp.
Looking around, where are the two elders in the house?
A layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared on Qiao Feng's forehead, and his heart was beating wildly: Could it be that my father and mother were also poisoned like the master?
Thinking of this possibility, Qiao Feng felt a chill rush into his heart.
"No, there are no signs of fighting in the house!"
After careful observation, Qiao Feng found a piece of firewood from under the stove, lit it as a torch and walked outside the house, where he saw a bunch of footprints.
Qiao Feng observed attentively: There were four kinds of footprints outside the house, two of which were heavy and chaotic, and looked like ordinary people without martial arts. The other two were almost invisible and could not be noticed without careful observation. They were obviously light.
A master with excellent physical skills.
But judging from the messy footsteps at the scene, it was obvious that these two masters were not on the same page.
Qiao Feng closed his eyes and restored the scene in his mind based on many years of experience: two masters appeared one after another, and one of them should have stopped the other. Then one of them used some method-perhaps persuasion.
Perhaps one kill caused the other person to cease hostilities, and then the father and mother were taken away.
Qiao Feng combined the traces at the scene and made repeated calculations in his mind. He became more and more sure of his idea. Although he was worried, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief: It seemed that his parents' lives were not in danger for the time being.
In this case, the other party should be coming for you, hoping to achieve some ulterior secret by blackmailing your parents.
Murong Fu did not expect that because of his momentary kindness, he would successfully lead Qiao Feng's thoughts into the ditch.
Of course, even if you know, you can't tell the truth. You can't leave a note to Qiao Feng: Your biological father wants to kill your adoptive parents. For their safety, I took them away.
Qiao Feng thought: Since the other party wants to use his parents to blackmail him, then there should be no problem with his parents' lives. He can just wait for his opponent to come to him. If anything happens, he can just take care of it himself!
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Bo Luoxing went all the way down the mountain, holding a copy of the Yi Jin Jing brought from Shaolin in his arms and laughing loudly.
Those stupid monks in Shaolin probably couldn’t figure out where these snakes came from!
Boluo Xing stopped, took out a flute from his sleeves, put it between his lips and blew it "woo woo woo". After blowing several times in a row, there was a distant flute sound coming from the northwest, and then he passed by.
Coming closer.
Not long after, a dozen monks came out from the northwest slope, wearing yellow clothes with their left arms exposed. Each of them had a dark face, obviously not from China. The group of monks walked to the left side of the hillside and divided into groups.
The four of them bowed down to the Polo star in pairs, and the words they spoke were not the language of China.
Polo Star walked up to the group of monks and said in Sanskrit: "You came in time, and you have done a great job this time!"
It turns out that these Tianzhu monks are all members of the Polo Star tribe. Polo Star and his junior fellow apprentices are considered high-ranking monks in Tianzhu. How could they come to China without accompanying them?
That day, he and his junior brother were captured by mistake in Gusu. He thought he was out of luck, and most of his internal strength was destroyed. He was completely despondent, but he didn't expect that Murong Fu actually sent him to Shaolin.
This kind of behavior is equivalent to locking the mouse in the rice barn.
The purpose of Polo Star coming to Middle-earth was to steal Shaolin's special skills. He had lost his skills before and could only recover with all his strength. However, he did not expect that a mysterious person gave him a big boost, allowing him to recover seven skills in just half a year.
Seven or eighty-eight skills.
At the same time, Polo Star also has a unique skill that has never been shown in front of outsiders, and that is the bone-shrinking skill. This is not something used by artists on the street to deceive people, but a very advanced skill of the Tianzhu Yoga Sect.
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In conjunction with this skill, Boluoxing opened the passage to the Sutra Pavilion by digging tunnels and holes in just a few months, and used his almost photographic memory to reveal the seventy-two unique skills hidden inside.
I wrote them all down without being discovered by the monks of Shaolin Temple.
The hole that Polo Star made was only the size of a teacup, and it was right under the mattress where he usually slept.
Boluo Xing said a few more words to his people, the general meaning of which was that it was a blessing and it was not easy.
As early as half a month ago, Boluo Xing bribed the Shaolin servants and passed a note to his tribe through them. On it was a line of words written in Sanskrit: "Come pick me up on a full moon night."
These tribesmen understood what Bo Luo Xing meant, and used Tianzhu's customary snake control methods to collect and drive away all kinds of poisonous snakes along the way. When they arrived at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, there was a mighty army of poisonous snakes.
It would have been difficult to catch Shaolin off guard with these snakes, but it was also unfortunate for Shaolin: because of Xuan Ku's incident, all the monks with the character Xuan and more than half of the monks with the character Hui were gathered to see Xuan Ku off. Shaolin
Neglecting to take precautions was the fault of these Tibetan monks. If they relied on normal force to fight, even a hundred times as many Tibetan monks would not be able to invade Shaolin.
Boluo Xing was imprisoned for more than half a year, and he was extremely happy when he suddenly escaped from the trap. What's more, he also got the most precious "Yi Jin Jing" created by Bodhidharma when he came east, which made him even more happy.
It is strange that the Yi Jin Jing came to him. He did not steal it himself, but was given to him by a mysterious master.
How could Polo Star dare to practice casually, but he was unwilling to ignore such a treasure, so he passed the scriptures in it to a Shaolin disciple who was serving him in daily life in the name of preaching scriptures and promoting Dharma.
The results gave Bo Luo Xing mixed feelings: after practicing, the Shaolin disciple actually improved his internal strength greatly in just six months. This discovery made him ecstatic. However, when it was Bo Luo Xing's turn to practice on his own, there was no progress at all.
This really puzzled him - after all, that Shaolin disciple was stupid and stupid, but his martial arts talent was average. And his own martial arts talent was somehow higher than his, so there was no reason why he couldn't practice it himself!
Bo Luo Xing decided to take the things back to Tianzhu, and then bring more people to ask for his junior brother Zhe Luo Xing.
Just as Polo Star was about to lead everyone away, a chuckle rang in his ears: "Brother Buddha, I originally thought that you were suffering in Shaolin and missed you a lot, but I didn't expect that Brother Buddha has his own way to escape. I'm really gratified!"