Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

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" I took a dose of the healing elixir "Nine Turns of Rejuvenation Soup" and sent it to Master. He saw Xuanku standing upright and not falling down, and didn't know he was dead.

Qiao Feng felt miserable in his heart and choked up: "Master..." The little 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. Falling to the ground, the porcelain concoction flew everywhere. The little novice monk jumped back two steps, leaned against the wall, and screamed: "It's him! It's him who hurt the master!"

When he shouted like this, everyone was shocked.

Qiao Feng became 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 he was the one 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 Xuanci said: "Look carefully, don't mistake the person." Qingsong said: "I can see clearly. He is wearing a straight gray cloth, has a square face, upturned eyebrows, big mouth and big ears. , it’s him. Abbot, hit him quickly, hit him quickly!”

A chill ran down Qiao Feng's back, and he thought to himself: "Yes, that murderer was pretending to be me and wanted 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 was cut with a knife: "Master is very skilled in people, but he doesn't know who the enemy is. Wait until you see him. When he came to me, he recognized that I looked similar to the murderer. He felt so sad that he died in mourning. The master was seriously injured and was already dying. He would not think carefully: If it was really me who harmed him, why would he come to meet him again? .”

Abbot Xuanci looked solemn and said slowly: "Although the benefactor 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 Junior Brother Xuanku to death. I don't know why I came, and I hope you can give me some advice."

Qiao Feng let out a long sigh, prostrated himself on the ground in front of Xuan Ku's corpse, 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 did harm 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. sound, exhaling two long breaths. The two oil lamps in the hall went out, and it was suddenly dark.

When Qiao Feng said his prayers, he had already planned an escape strategy in his mind. As soon as he blew out the oil lamp, he hit a monk's vest with his left hand. The palm's force was gentle and did not hurt his internal organs, but it knocked his fat body 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 normal 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 masters in Shaolin Temple. Their grappling techniques are different, but each has its own uniqueness. All of a sudden, all the Shaolin sect's most advanced grasping techniques, such as dragon-capturing hand, eagle claw hand, tiger claw technique, diamond finger, stone palm, etc., were all caught on the law-abiding monk. The martial arts of the eminent monks are also really good. In the dark, just listening to the sound of the wind, their attacks are accurate. The monk who kept the law suffered a lot this time. In an instant, all kinds of grasping techniques were applied to his body, and his body was suspended in the air, silent. I am afraid that no one has ever experienced this kind of 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 short time, master monks occupied all the 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 the Bodhidharma Monastery, issued an order that all the monks in the temple should stay where they were and not move. The group of monks all thought that no matter how courageous Qiao Feng was, he would never dare to break into the dragon's den of Shaolin Temple to kill people. There must be strong reinforcements, and they would probably take advantage of the chaos and have other plans. 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 monks who held precepts searched carefully everywhere near the Zhengdao Monastery. Almost every stone was turned over, and every patch of grass was beaten with sticks. In this way, although the great monks said they were compassionate and good at living, many toads, gophers, grasshoppers, and ants were accidentally injured.

After working for more than an hour, I just missed digging up the land, but where can I find Qiao Feng? Everyone clicked their tongues repeatedly, saying it was strange, and occasionally they couldn't help but utter a few insults. Although the Buddhist Ten Commandments forbid "evil words", they didn't care about it. At that time, 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 administer medicine and treat the injuries.

The group of monks were dejected and relatively silent. They all felt that this time they were really humiliated. There are so many masters in the Shaolin Temple. With the martial arts reputation of these more than ten eminent monks, each of them has a well-known name in the martial arts world, Qiao Feng was allowed to walk alone with his bare hands. Not to mention killing and capturing, even how he escaped was unknown. I can't figure it out at all.

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 couldn't see him. After Master Xuanku's body was removed, the deacon monk closed the door of Zhengyuan, 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 Chengdao Temple is in the extreme west of the Shaolin Temple. Just go further west and you will enter Congshan Mountain.

As soon as he leaves the Shaolin Temple, the monks are scattered and even if they encounter him, they cannot stop him. But Ta Ya did not want to take action against 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 would be even more unthinkable. Since he disappeared in the west of the temple, the mountain trails leading to Shaoshi Mountain from the west of the temple must have been most closely guarded by the monks. 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 become enemies with 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 would be difficult to detect them in the darkness. However, with his sharp eyes, he saw the faint glimmer of the sword in the hand of one of the monks, and thought to himself: "What a danger! If I had walked a little faster just now, Xing Zang would have been exposed." ." After guarding behind the tree for a while, the two monks remained motionless. This strategy of "waiting for rabbits" was quite effective. As long as I moved, the two monks would notice me, but I couldn't stay 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 sound on a big tree.

The two monks crouched and rushed towards 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 could see clearly that there was a plaque with the words "Bodhi Courtyard" written on it. He knew that the two monks saw nothing strange and would definitely leave and come back. They did not stop at that moment and headed 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 is no guarantee that his adoptive parents will not encounter poisonous hands. He, Qiao Feng, had been wandering around the world for many years, and he immediately figured out his thoughts: there must be a master who was proficient in the art of disguise, hiding in secret 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 meet his mentor tonight and then go down the mountain to settle his parents. After Xiang Zhiguang, Zhao Qiansun and others confirmed that the eldest brother in charge was Abbot Xuanci, he went to Shaolin openly to challenge Xuanci to avenge his parents, but he met This incident 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? So angry?"

Xuanci didn't reply, but he unleashed his majestic inner energy and struck a "Great Vajra Fist" in the direction of the sound.