Qiao Feng was shocked and angry. He never imagined that these people would be so shameless, to overthrow everything that Juxianzhuang confronted that day!

"Dare to ask the abbot!" Qiao Feng shouted and stood up, "In the past at Juxian Village, Master Xuanbei personally said that the person who killed my adoptive parents and mentor was someone else, this person is an old man, hiding his face, And you have already confessed the fact of the murder, and Shaolin disciples have heard about it, why do you still frame me for murder today?"

"Amitabha." Xuanci's face was expressionless, "Master Qiao Shi, the disciple who heard the so-called truth with his own ears is now in the hall, stop, come out, and tell the situation of that day one by one, there must be no Concealment and omission."

"Yes, Uncle Abbot!" A little monk timidly stepped forward, looked left and right, and began to talk about his experience of being kidnapped that day.

He Xie naturally recognized that the little monk was the one he kidnapped that day, and the little monk did not hide it at all, and told the story of that day in detail.

He shook his head, knowing that a fierce battle was inevitable today.

Shaolin monks are completely shameless.

Sure enough, after the little monk finished speaking, Xuanci spoke again.

"Master Qiao Shi, what the end said, do you think there is something wrong?" He looked at Qiao Feng.

Qiao Feng shook his head: "This little master is honest and honest, since..."

Unexpectedly, the end suddenly pointed at Qiao Feng, and shouted in horror: "It's you! You villain! You killed my master that night, I saw it with my own eyes!"

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar, and even the eminent monks of Shaolin Temple were stunned. Obviously, they never thought that their disciples would suddenly identify Qiao Feng.

"Stop, don't talk nonsense!" Xuan Zhi's complexion changed greatly, and he hurriedly reprimanded.

At this time, the Shaolin monks thought that this was just a matter of guessing the "supreme", so they simply said that they saw Qiao Feng kill with their own eyes. After all, Xuan Ku himself said before his death that the one who killed him was an old man.

But Zhijing decided that it was Qiao Feng, because Xiao Yuanshan and Qiao Feng were really the same as those carved out of the same mold.

"Uncle Master, this disciple will never dare to speak falsely!" Zhijing said anxiously, "The disciple saw clearly outside the window that day, and it was him who slapped Master Xuanku on the chest."

The scene was even more noisy and uproar. Qiao Feng was so angry that he pointed at Zhijing and shouted angrily: "Whose instructions did you receive to slander me?"

Zhi Jing shrank back in fright, but still shouted, "It's you, it's you!"

"Amitabha!"

At this moment, Xuan Ci let out a long moan, suppressing all the voices.

He thought about it all over the place, looked deeply at the end, and had some doubts in his heart.

"Zhijing, look carefully, don't admit the wrong person." Xuanci said slowly.

Zhi Jing screamed in horror: "I can see clearly, that night he was wearing a straight gray cloth, square face, eyebrows so upturned, big mouth and big ears, it was him!"

"It's ridiculous!" Qiao Feng shouted angrily, "That day, before his death, the teacher personally said that the person who killed him was an old man, and the abbot was also present. Do you not admit it now?"

Xuanci shook his head: "It's not difficult to disguise and dress up, but it's the end, look again, what's the difference between this Lord Qiao Shi's appearance and the person you saw that night?"

Zhi Jing stared at Qiao Feng for a while, and immediately shouted: "Except for the fact that his hair is not so white and his face is less wrinkled, there is no difference at all. It's him, even his vicious eyes are exactly the same!"

"Amitabha." Xuanci shook his head, "Master Qiao Shi, Zhijing's martial arts skills are low, he was born in Shaolin since childhood and never went out, but that day he was kidnapped by your companions inexplicably. , I didn't ask him, I just let him listen to the conversation with another masked man, and let him come back, as if the old donor specifically told me Shaolin through the end."

Having said this, Xuanci paused and said again: "If Zhijing really didn't see you, or I have no other circumstantial evidence in Shaolin, I'm afraid that you will really be deceived by your arrangement, but it's a pity that Skynet is so sparse and not. Leak, Master Qiao Shi, you are clever but you are mistaken, I am afraid you did not expect that when you committed the murder, you were seen right?"

At this time, the Shaolin monks were all excited, but they didn't expect such a change, but it made things easier.

Qiao Feng's grief and anger are inexplicable. At this time, he can only feel that he can't argue, and he hates it to the extreme. What Shaolin monk is compassionate?

Under the Buddhist hall, those who recite Amitabha are pure shameless people!

At this moment, He Xie finally spoke.

He asked, "Master Abbot, dare to ask Master Xuanbei where he is?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and even Qiao Feng realized that Xuan Bei was not present in such a big scene of Shaolin.

Xuanci didn't change his face, sighed and said, "Junior Brother Xuanbei misunderstood people's words and couldn't distinguish right from wrong, so that the two junior brothers Xuanji and Xuantong were killed by He Shouzun in front of him. He knew that he was guilty and could not escape. , Now he has practiced the closed-mouth mantra, and he has sworn himself in the cave of Houshan Siguo, and he has vowed not to step out of the cave for the rest of his life."

When Xuan Ci spoke, Xuan Nan on his side showed a painful expression and lowered his head.

"It's a pity, it's a pity!" He Xie sighed, the only thing he had a good impression of in Shaolin was Xuan Bei, but now this truly benevolent and upright monk ~lightnovelpub.net~ is self-proclaimed in the hole of thinking and has cultivated Shut up, which made him feel no mercy for all the monks in Shaolin before him.

Hearing this, He Xie couldn't understand why Xuanci not only wanted to completely cleanse Shaolin, but also put the pot of **** on Qiao Feng's head again.

No need to go on, He Xie can also guess what Xuanci will say next.

It is nothing more than saying that Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo are actually Qiao Feng's accomplices, and the three of them are acting for Shaolin, which is confusing.

At this time, He Xie died without any proof, and Xuan Bei, the only one who was willing to tell the truth, was once again thought about. It can be said that Qiao Feng was really speechless.

What a great idea from Shaolin—what a bad idea!

If Xuanci came up with this idea, then Xuanci should find a piece of tofu and kill him.

He Xie smiled coldly, looked at Xuanci, and said, "Abbot Xuanci, you tried to prove Qiao Feng's guilt because you wanted to clear Shaolin's innocence, and then put the responsibility for the Juxianzhuang massacre on Qiao Feng. wrong?"

Xuanci said: "True is true, false is false, what is the truth, the world has its own public opinion, it is not the old man who has the final say."

He Xie sighed and said, "I killed Xuanji and Xuantong because I wanted to do it for the heavens. As a result, it has also become a murderer and silenced. If I want to come to Shaolin, I won't let it go."

Xuanci said: "Yes, Qiao Feng has been confirmed to be the murderer of junior brother Xuan Ku, and He Shouzun killed my two junior brothers Xuan Ji and Xuan Tong in order to cover up his righteous brother. Although Buddhist disciples have always been kind to others, they are not. There is no shortage of thunderous methods for the big gangsters."

"That's the truth." He Xie nodded.