"Amitabha!" Xuanci couldn't hold back anymore, his voice full of anger, "He Shouzun, your story is good, but I'm afraid you are wrong. The person you saw killing Junior Brother Xuanku that day was Qiao.
Feng, if Lao Na really colluded with Murong Bo and left Zhijing to identify Qiao Feng on the spot, wouldn't it be better?"
"Master Abbot originally thought so," He Xie nodded, "It's a pity that Murong Bo has his own thoughts."
He seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "The Shaolin family has great achievements and is the leader of the martial arts world, but Murong Bo is a lonely ghost. Since you can kill your own junior brother for your own selfishness, it is not difficult to kill him and silence him. Be careful with this person."
With your character, how can I not give you a clue?"
"You..." Xuanci was almost furious. For the first time, he knew what it felt like to be framed.
"He kidnapped little Master Zhijing, deliberately put on a show with his accomplices, and then put Zijing back just to warn you not to have any thoughts that you shouldn't have. Even if you kill him, someone else will know about it."
He Xie looked at Xuan Ci with a smile and said, "But what he didn't expect was that even with the help of more than ten eminent Shaolin monks, he couldn't kill my second brother, and he even left Shaolin calmly with one person."
"Amitabha..." All the Shaolin monks chanted the Buddha's name in unison, with a look of shame on their faces. This matter was indeed embarrassing, and they felt ashamed. However, at this moment, their doubts about Xuanci became even more serious.
Xuanci was shocked and said angrily: "Did He Shouzun deliberately ignore the fact that Zhijing saw with his own eyes that it was Qiao Feng who committed the murder!"
He Xie chuckled and said leisurely: "It's not difficult to dress up in disguise. Just take a look again. How is the appearance of this donor Qiao different from the person you saw that night?"
As soon as these words came out, the heroes were stunned and laughed out loud.
Just because what He Xie said was clearly the exact words Xuanci said to Qiao Feng before, not even a single word missing.
Zhijing was also a little panicked at this moment. When He Xie asked him, he immediately pointed at Qiao Feng and said firmly: "That's him. The young monk can see the real one. He looks exactly like him!"
"What is that man wearing?" He Xie suddenly asked.
"It's a black monk's robe passed down by the senior brothers." Zhijing said without thinking.
He really remembered Zhen'er, and the child didn't lie.
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was in an uproar again!
Wearing a monk's robe, Qiao Feng looks like him, but his voice is much older?
Everyone's eyes fell on Xuanci again.
Xuanci wanted to tear He Xie's mouth into pieces at this moment.
He Xie said that now, let alone others, even he himself doubted whether he had killed Xuan Ku.
"If you want to impose a crime, why bother?" Xuan Merci said sadly, "I have a clear conscience!"
"What a clear conscience!" He Xie's eyes suddenly opened, and he shouted loudly, like spring thunder exploding!
Qiao Feng looked at this scene in a daze for a moment. How familiar was this scene?
That day in the gathering at Xianzhuang, the eldest brother pressed Xuanji Xantong until he was at a loss for words, and then with a righteous speech he shouted, washing away his grievances.
And now, this scene happened again.
If it weren't for my elder brother, I, Qiao Feng, would have been wronged and humiliated, and I would have been hacked to death with a knife due to the infamy.
He Xie sneered and took a step forward, glaring at Xuan Ci and said: "Murong family has been trying to restore the country for hundreds of years, but in the end nothing was achieved. However, Murong Fu inexplicably transformed himself and became an important minister of the Liao Kingdom. With the help of Murong Bo and his son, Murong Bo succeeded in this matter.
How can it be done?"
"You are slandering others, this matter has nothing to do with me!" Xuanci shouted angrily.
His mentality was completely broken. The world was too gloomy.
"It has nothing to do with you?" He Xie sneered, "According to the news that I will receive in the world, the martial arts performed by Murong Fu include Shaolin's cassock demon subduing technique and the great movement technique, both of which are one of the seventy-two unique skills.
, you still dare to say that it has nothing to do with you?"
"This..." Xuanci was confused, what on earth is going on?
"Murong Bo has the handle you used to kill Xuan Ku, so you had to compromise." He Xie continued to sneer, "So you taught Murong Fu his martial arts and secretly helped him save the Lord of Liao and take charge of the Southern Court of Liao. You
Dare you say that’s not the case?”
The atmosphere at the scene has completely exploded at this moment!
Everything is connected!
Everything is connected in series, and all details are perfectly matched and reasonable!
This is the truth!
Shaolin Xuanci is actually a sanctimonious beast with a human face and an animal heart!
"I swear to the Buddha..." Xuanci's mind was completely confused at this moment, and in anger, he raised his palm to swear.
But when He Xie talks about this, how can he be allowed to cause trouble?
"Swear?" He Xie laughed sarcastically, "Xuanci, do you know that when I come today, I will definitely kill you, not because you are the leader, nor because you framed my sworn brother?
It’s not because you are plotting against me, Tianxiahui. I have known from the very beginning that you, a sanctimonious hypocrite, have committed such heinous crimes in the martial arts world! This crime is too numerous to describe. If I don’t kill you, ten thousand innocent souls will be punished.
Rest in peace! If I don’t kill you, hundreds of thousands of people will not be able to get rid of their hatred!”
"You are talking nonsense! I want to hear how I could do such a great evil!" Xuanci was trembling with anger. Although he had done some bad things for Shaolin, he asked himself that he was definitely not a villain, but He Xiegang's words
, simply describing him as a sinner through the ages!
He still didn't believe it. He Xie's mouth was so magical that he could create things out of thin air. He could really turn white things into words!
"If you want to listen, I'll tell you! Let all the heroes in the world hear it clearly, so that everyone knows who you are, Xuanci!" He Xie pointed at Xuanci's nose and cursed.
"Donor He is a man of virtue, don't imitate the shrew and scold him..." Xuanci was furious, and in the middle of his rage, He Xie suddenly said three words to him with a sneer.
As soon as these three words were spoken, Xuan Ci suddenly froze, and there was a roar in his head. He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his whole body was cold, and his face suddenly turned pale!
The three words He Xie said were——Ye Erniang!
"You dare to say that you don't recognize Ye Erniang?" He Xie said with a sneer, "This person died at the hands of my third brother. I know exactly what secrets she had! Xuanci, you should know that I have no conclusive evidence.
You can never say enough about the evidence! After all, you are also a dignified abbot. Now that things have come to this, it is best not to let me tear off the last layer of your face!"
Xuanci's whole body instantly became much older. He knew that everything was over.
Second mother, second mother...
He didn't believe that Ye Erniang would betray him. He knew Ye Erniang's feelings for him, but he didn't dare to gamble.
Shaolin has lost all his chips today, but even if the whole world doubts him, he can still insist that He Xie is fabricating it, because he believes that He Xie can't produce any evidence. In this way, at least Shaolin can still