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Qiao Feng’s former residence is next to a hillside in the sun of Shaomuro Mountain. Qiao Feng quickly turned around the hillside, and saw a grass and a teapot under the jujube tree next to the vegetable garden, and the handle of the teapot was broken, and Qiao Feng recognized it as his father Qiao Sanhuai’s thing. Not far ahead, it is in front of your old house.

Feeling apprehensive in his heart, he was about to reveal his own life, and his steps slowed down again when he quickly reached his door.

Pushing open the door and stepping inside, the table and bench, plough and rake and hoe on the hall seemed to be no different from when he left home, but there was no one.

Qiao Feng shouted twice: “Dad!” Mother! Still unable to hear the answer, he was slightly surprised and said to himself: “It’s all there!” He looked into the bedroom and couldn’t help but be surprised.

I saw that Qiao Sanhuai and his wife were both lying on the ground, unable to move. Qiao Feng rushed inside, first picked up his mother, only to feel that her breathing had been cut off, but her body was still slightly warm, it was obvious that she had died less than an hour, and when she picked up her father again, it was the same.

Qiao Feng was panicked and sad again, holding his father’s corpse and walking out of the door, carefully examining in the sun, and found that the root of his ribs on his chest was broken, and he was actually killed by a martial arts master with extremely powerful palm force, and then looking at his mother’s corpse, it was generally no different.

In a trance, Qiao Feng fell to the ground.

I heard footsteps coming from outside the door, and several people broke in, looked at the scene in the house, and sighed: “It’s a pity, it’s a pity, we’re one step late.” ”

Qiao Feng turned around and saw that it was four middle-aged monks, dressed in Shaolin Temple.

“Qiao Feng, you are really a pig and a dog. Even if Qiao Sanhuai and his wife are not your biological parents, they have been nurturing for more than ten years, it is not small, how can they bear to kill? ”

Qiao Feng, who suffered successive fiasco, betrayals, and collapsed faith, has long been scarred, and now that his adoptive parents are unknown, he is even more dead, and in the face of these Shaolin monks’ accusations, he is no longer willing to distinguish more.

The division of races, like a gutter, Qiao Feng has been attacked as just a lurking viper, and he really doesn’t care much about the name of Song Ren.

“If I say I didn’t do it, and you won’t believe it, then I won’t tell.” They raised me for many years, and I would find the murderer and avenge them. However, if I investigate the truth and the Shaolin abbot innocently kills my biological parents, I will definitely repay this blood and sea feud. ”

Dropping a sentence, Qiao Feng’s figure rushed towards the wooden window.

The four monks saw it, and they were willing to let Qiao Feng leave, but in the face of his palm slap, these four people did not dare to hard connect. But when they turned around and retreated, they only heard a palm wind blowing, and when they looked back, they saw that the room was empty, where was Qiao Feng’s figure? What’s even more strange is that even the corpses of Qiao Sanhuai and his wife have disappeared.

“This Khitan dog, his skill is really not weak, if he escapes, it is really not a blessing for martial arts.”

Another replied: “That’s it, go back and let the head of the martial arts also want him, try to catch his whereabouts, capture him alive, and try him in the martial arts.” ”

“Let’s go back first, Gusu Murong paid homage a few days ago, and Master Qing Xuanbei died on the way to Dali Kingdom to support. The thing that is not unique to his own skills seems to be coming now. The abbot gave me a reception. ”

“Hmph, a Murong family, but a small person living in one place, how to hang your teeth.”

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With the beautiful maid and the four generals, the hand was held by the cousin, and slowly stepped up the stone steps layer by layer. As an ancient temple that has been built for hundreds of years, the incense is vigorous, and the worship is constantly falling, and the ancient temple of these hundreds of years is also becoming more and more prosperous.

But today, this road is uninhabited, and the stone steps are clean, without a single fallen leaf, which can be regarded as giving Wang Dongyue or Murong family enough face.

The group climbed the mountain gate, and the Bao Wei behind him looked at the closed vermilion gate in annoyance and said: “Gusu Murong’s family climbed the mountain to worship the gate today, where are the monks of Shaolin Temple?” ”

“Oooo

As the gate opened, several warrior monks lined up on both sides and opened the gate.

An old monk in a robe, with his sleeved robe dragged by his hands, came out from behind the door and said, “Murong Gongzi worships the temple, and he is not welcome from afar.” But Fang Cai, the Khitan thief sneaked into the realm of Congsong Mountain, killed his health parents in a frenzy, and closed the mountain gate in order to prevent inconvenience. ”

“Master Xuanyan is serious.” Deng Baichuan said steadily.

Bao Wei said: “No, no, my son has already sent someone to send a post, if you don’t open the mountain gate early, sprinkle flower petals, bathe and change clothes.” ”

“Treat me so coldly, don’t you think that my Murong family is not enough to enter your Shaolin vision?”

“Humanity is the Murong family’s Third Master Bao’s knife mouth, I really understood, if Third Master Bao feels cold, he can’t enter my Shaolin Mountain Gate.” Xuan Nan calmly corresponded.

“Hey, you old monk, don’t you know your third master’s habits and deliberately provoke your third master. Hmph, I don’t fall for you. ”

“Phew. Third Master, you can’t pretend, people have long seen through you. ”

“Guys, please.” Xuan Nan bowed slightly and spread his hands to lead him.

Seeing that Xuan Nan really didn’t have the slightest appearance of retention, Bao Yi’s depressed nose was crooked, and he strode to keep up with the ranks.

The group met in the Buddhist hall, Shami held the futon, Xuanci gave alms, and sat on the main throne.

Facing Wang Dongyue, Xuanci clasped his palms together and saluted, saying: “Junior Brother Xuanbei died at the hands of an adulterer a few months ago, and Shaolin went all out to hunt down the murderer, as if violating my Buddha’s vow not to be angry and not angry. However, the purpose of descending demons and accusing traitors is to save the world, and my generation has learned martial arts, and the original intention was to be a grand law, learn from my Buddha’s great compassion and compassion, relieve the suffering of all sentient beings, but the obstacles will not be removed, and it is difficult to advance in practice. Now that Murong Gongzi came to the door, he might be able to solve his confusion. ”

“Master mourns, Master Xuanbei is killed, my Murong family is deeply saddened, but I must clarify this matter, so as not to ruin the reputation of my Murong family.”

“Murong Gongzi is coming, I would like to believe that such an atmospheric person should not be a murderer. It’s just that Xuanbei really died under the staff of Weituo, one of the 72 stunts of Shaolin. Those who can do such exquisite attacks and kill Xuanjian, and who can catch my Shaolin peerless school, cannot be nameless. ”

“If Murong Gongzi is willing to recall together, he should be able to confirm the murderer.”

“It’s easy to do.” Wang Dongyue smiled slightly.

Of course, he knew that this was his own old man’s pitted son, attacking and killing this Xuanjian who knew the old things in Yanmen back then, because he underestimated this guy’s martial arts, so he couldn’t fight back without the family’s inheritance.

As a result, now, he still came to Shaolin to spend so much effort to clarify himself.

However, since he came to Shaolin, Wang Dongyue must also be empty. In addition to the absolute learning of individual sects, his martial arts library is inferior to some Shaolin Absolute School and Yi Jian Jing. _

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