[Comprehensive Martial Arts] After the host ran away from home

At the abbot's place.

Although Qiao Feng is a Shaolin disciple, it happened when he was young, now that he has grown up and changed his appearance, he can't recognize him at once, even the elders are not sure after recognizing him for a long time.

Qiao Feng stepped forward and cupped his fists: "My Xia Qiao Feng, I'm here to visit the master, but it's disturbing to come here late at night, so I'm here to say hello to the abbot."

The abbot looked at Qiao Feng for a while and said, "Okay, we've grown up so much, we just came back from your master, you know his room, go and see for yourself, he probably has a lot to say to you. "

Qiao Feng clasped his hands again: "It's really disturbing to visit late at night. I'm afraid the master will scold me. I also hope that the abbot and a few seniors can go with me, even if it's to intercede." He blushed a little while talking. At that time, he looked like a young apprentice who was afraid of being scolded by his master.

An elder sighed helplessly: "Your master doesn't have the strength to scold you, but this kid is also kind, with Xuan Ku's appearance, I'm afraid it won't last long, we just have to accompany you for a while. "

So the elders who had just stepped out went back the same way, but this time there was an extra Qiao Feng.

Xuan Ku is Qiao Feng's master and one of the members who ambushed Xiao Yuanshan back then. He knew how absurd what happened back then. He didn't hate the person who wanted to take his life. No matter how much pain you suffer, you deserve it.

When the group arrived at Xuanku's meditation room, the man had already sat up, but his face was pale and his whole body was weak, Qiao Feng trembled a little, and knelt in front of Xuanku's bed: "The unfilial apprentice Qiao Feng has come to visit the master."

Xuan Ku tried his best to open his eyelids, and when he saw Qiao Feng, he felt a pang in his heart, because the person kneeling on the ground was so similar to the person who attacked his life that day, tears came to his eyes: "Are you my apprentice? "

Qiao Feng choked with sobs: "It's my fault that I haven't fulfilled my duty as a disciple for many years."

Xuan Ku touched him with trembling hands, and Qiao Feng hurried forward: "You've grown up so much, good boy, it's so good, so good, good." He said many good times in succession, and tears were also streaming down his face.

Such a scene is a deathbed entrustment, and everyone present is heartbroken to see it.

After Master Xuan Ku finished saying this, he lowered his body, Qiao Feng quickly caught it, and breathed out, he was out of breath: "Master!"

At this moment, a tough man cried with tears streaming down his face, very embarrassed.

Among the monks, some couldn't help sobbing, and put their hands together together: "Amitabha, Junior Brother Xuanku seeks benevolence and obtains benevolence, and he has no regrets in this life. He doesn't want to reveal the real murderer, and he doesn't want me to do more evil. He has a high level of cultivation, and now he is enjoying bliss, so he should be happy for him."

Qiao Feng cried for a while, dizzy, put Xuan Kuping on the bed, retreated to the side of the bed and kowtowed a few times.

When Xuanku passed away, the young monk at the door spread the word, and after a while, all the monks in the temple surrounded him.A young monk saw Qiao Feng's face and suddenly said, "It's him! He's the murderer!"

Qiao Feng wiped away his tears: "What did you say?"

"I saw with my own eyes that day that you slapped Master Xuan Ku, and he became what he is today. You are the murderer."

The little monk was one of his own in the temple. When everyone heard this, they immediately became vigilant and looked at Qiao Feng one by one.

"Don't talk nonsense."

"I'm not talking nonsense, I saw it with my own eyes."

Qiao Feng didn't know what to say for a while, everyone in Shaolin Temple stared at him, Qiao Feng sighed, but he still didn't escape.

"He didn't kill people!" A crisp voice came through the crowd.

Everyone looked back, only to see a boy and two old men standing at the door, walking over step by step.

"Whose child are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that he didn't kill me."

"Can what I saw with my own eyes be fake?"

Cheng Mo smiled: "Of course there are fakes, if you don't believe me, take a look."

As the child said this, he took out a dagger and stabbed it into Qiao Feng's abdomen.

"Ah! What are you doing!"

Qiao Feng didn't feel it, picked up the dagger, and found that the dagger was only stuck to the clothes, and didn't penetrate. He pulled the tip of the knife, and found that it was actually stretchable.

Cheng Mo spread his hands: "Everyone saw that I killed him, but in fact I just made a fake knife, people who slandered Master Xuanku came and went in a hurry, how could you know who you were from the face you saw at that moment?" Didn't you read it right?"

The little monk scratched his head and was speechless.

Cheng Mo: "It's easy to say how wrong a person is, but the words are not casual. If a single word can ruin a person's reputation for a lifetime, then you have to think carefully."

"Amitabha, although you can't prove that he is the murderer, you can't prove that he is not either. Before we find out the murderer, Qiao Feng can't leave here."

Cheng Mo laughed: "Since there is no way to prove whether he is the murderer, why should he accept your supervision in Shaolin Temple? However, I really have a simple solution."

"what?"

Cheng Mo took Qiao Feng's hand: "Everyone's palm prints are different. Master Xuan Ku took a palm and left marks on his body. You only need to compare it to know if it is true."

"My uncle has passed away, do you want you to insult his body?"

Cheng Mo: "The sons and daughters of the Jianghu don't care about trivial matters. Are you going to let the real murderer go free and let a good person be wronged because of such a mess of rules?"

The kid's strong mouth was well-founded, and he seemed to be fighting the Confucianists with his tongue. In the end, the abbot interrupted: "Just follow what he said, let's do a comparison."

Qiao Feng unbuttoned Xuan Ku's clothes, there was a blue and black palm print on his back, he could see how heavy the palm was, and he felt sad.

When the hand was pasted with the imprint, the first few fingers were very consistent, only when the fifth finger was reached, the palm imprint was slightly shorter.

"That's all right." Cheng Mo smiled slightly.

The monks finally stopped their killing intent, Qiao Feng was very angry: "I will definitely catch this man and avenge my master!"

The abbot didn't know what he thought of: "Xuan Ku is my Shaolin disciple. Before he died, he didn't say who the murderer was. He just didn't want me to recreate the killing karma. My condolences."

The monks moved Xuan Ku's body to another place and waited to preside over the ceremony tomorrow. Although Qiao Feng was an apprentice, he didn't get any preferential treatment, which seemed out of place.

Cheng Mo pulled him by the hem of his clothes and pulled him out of the house. Qiao Sanhuai and his wife kept wanting to help but didn't know what to say. Qiao Feng wiped his hands and said, "I don't know how to thank you. If it was me, I definitely couldn't think of so much."

"Brother Qiao is a member of the authorities, and he is deeper than me. I am just watching to see where you feel the same way. If I encounter such a thing myself, I am afraid I don't know what to say."

Height is a headache

Qiao Feng sighed: "My matter has not been resolved, and now there are thieves who want to kill my parents, how can I rest assured to trace my background."

"Find a place to hide people, this matter cannot be resolved, or..."

"Or what? Wait, are you saying it's not safe in Shaolin Temple? That person is so bold!"

Cheng Mo stroked his chin: "It's absolutely easy to kill people in Shaolin Temple with his skills. You can't take risks. I think the two old people are old. If they make a mistake on the mountain, it's normal to have an accident."

Qiao Feng was taken aback for a moment and then realized: "You mean suspended animation?"

Cheng Mo: "The Central Plains is so big, it shouldn't be difficult for Brother Qiao to find a place that no one knows about?"

Qiao Feng: "It wasn't difficult before, but now I'm afraid it won't be easy. It should be some disguise."

Qiao Feng took the child and left, and all the monks in the temple knew that because the child had a sudden fever in the morning, Qiao Feng woke up half of the people in the temple, and finally had no choice but to go down the mountain. Everyone doubted whether this child was Qiao Feng's son.

The two old men also went down the mountain, and sent vegetables up the mountain the next day, saying that there were too many vegetables and asked the monks to pick them up. As a result, they slipped on the way up the mountain and both fell off the cliff!After several days of searching, no body was found.

"What should I do! If Qiao Feng finds out, he might come to ask for an explanation."

"This is also an accident. Now let's send him a letter asking him to come back."

"He disappeared without a trace, how to find him!"

At the same time, a family came from an unknown village, a very beautiful girl, an old couple, and a strong young man.

The family came quietly, and the old couple was very kind. The neighbors visited and said that the original village was bullied by the villains, so they moved.

The young lady of this family is weak and does not go out, and the son will go to the original Zhuangzi to do long-term work in a few days, and he will also have to leave.

Cheng Mo removed the stilts and rubbed his knees: "I have paid a lot, you have to treat me better!"

Qiao Feng laughed haha: "Your skill in disguise is rare in this world!"

Cheng Mo gave him a white look: "I'm just looking for someone who has a common purpose, and I want to find out who is the leader. If you want to find a partner, you must let the partner have no worries."

What he said was very snobbish, but there are many people in Jianghu who talk about people and don't act on people. Qiao Feng prefers the straightforward ones.

Cheng Mo was resting in the room at night, and heard whispers, sighs, and cries from another room.

System: People have joys and sorrows, even the most powerful people have softness in their hearts.

Cheng Mo: He probably knew the truth a long time ago, but he just refused to accept it. This kind of thing is a big blow to anyone, so let him find it. People should have some hope in life .

System: Then what do you have to look forward to?

Cheng Mo pulled up the quilt: Except me.

"The food at home is enough for half a year. Preparing so much food is not to make you stay at home, but that things outside are always unpalatable during the critical period." Qiao Feng took out a few taels of silver