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Chapter 43 The strange death of Qiao Sanhuai and his wife

"I've been out for so long, have you missed me?"

Zhang Hu'en walked on the path holding Mo Chou's hand and said:

"Think of it?"

"How many times do you miss me a day?"

"I miss you two hundred times a day."

"Not enough, only two hundred times, I want three hundred times."

Zhang Hu'en quickly added:

"It's two hundred times in the morning, two hundred times in the afternoon, and two hundred times in the evening."

The two were farewell better than the newlyweds. After noon, they came to the foot of Shaoshi Mountain for a walk. Although Shaolin is hiding its strength and resting, the voices of the pro-war faction are gradually rising. Shaolin and Songshan have had several small-scale conflicts. Zhang Huen, as the best player in the outer sect, naturally couldn't rest. Although he was unwilling to take on any task of overcoming difficulties, he could still do the small mountain patrol mission.

Mountain patrol mission--- Check the past foreign disciples. Once they find that there are people who are not conducive to Shaolin, they can take them down and take them to the outer sect for inquiries. Mochou also followed Zhang Hu'en to take the mountain patrol mission with nothing to do. Because she was the family of the demon monk, Wan Hesheng dared not refuse to give it, so Mochou and Zhang Hu'en were wandering hand in hand at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain to earn contributions.

The two walked to a farmer, but saw a person riding a horse slowly coming from afar. Zhang Hu'en came up to check it out, but he saw that Qiao Feng was coming down from the horse with a dusty face. He coughed and stood aside and shouted:

"Senior Brother."

Qiao Feng glanced at them and saw Mo Chou beside him, so he had to salute:

"This must be Miss Mochou, my junior brother's couple."

Mo Chou blushed with a rare blushing face and said, "Hello, Senior Brother." Qiao Feng also smiled in front of Zhang Hu'en, and he claimed the crime and pushed open the wooden door. He shouted when he entered:

"Dad, mom, I'm back."

Zhang Hu'en's heart was beating wildly. It was so tragic that he pulled Mo Chou and followed him into Qiao Sanhuai's farmhouse. Qiao Feng did not find his parents, so he went into the house to see. Zhang Hu'en pulled Mo Chou and stood in the yard. Mo Chou looked at the hen running around in the yard. He said strangely:

"Why don't you see anyone?"

"Maybe...not good."

The two rushed into the house, but saw Qiao Feng sitting on the ground holding his parents' bodies stupidly. They stepped forward to check, but saw that the two old men had been dead for a long time. Qiao Feng looked at Zhang Hu'en and asked:

"Who did it?"

Zhang Hu'en shook his head. Do he dare to say that it was your own father? Mo Chou checked the old man's body and said:

"Everyone died of heartbreak by internal force. How can people in the martial arts world kill unarmed peasants?"

Qiao Feng came to the yard with his parents' bodies in his arms. He sat on the ground in a daze and said why, tears couldn't stop slid down from the tiger's eyes.

"Dad, mom, you have never fought with the world in your life. Who is the one who is trying to attack you like this?"

Zhang Huen and Mo Chou stood aside and didn't know how to persuade him, but heard a sound from outside the door:

"Oh no, we're late!"

Four monks holding wooden sticks rushed in immediately. When the monk looked at the corpses on the ground, regardless of right or wrong. He didn't ask the reason, he shouted:

"Qiao Feng. You Khitans are simply inferior to pigs and dogs. Qiao Sanhuai and his wife have raised you for so many years. Even if they are not your biological parents, you can't attack them like this. Are you still human?"

Qiao Feng heard a short-circuited brain and was about to stand up to refute it. However, Zhang Huen stopped him and said to the four monks:

"Can you speak human language? Which eye did you see Qiao Feng kill his parents, and barking like this when you enter the door. Who is your master? He is the first subordinate, I want to ask, how did your master educate you!"

The four monks saw Xinzheng and Mochou's presence, and the mockery on their faces became even more obvious.

"Monster, why do you have to help Qiao Feng talk? I think you and Qiao Feng are all the same thing!"

"Yes, it's all the way!"

"Rareless! I am the personal disciple of Master Xuanku, the first Damo Hall. In terms of seniority, I am more than one generation taller than you little shrimps of the Xu generation. Qiao Feng is also my senior brother. Is there anyone who talks to uncle and uncle like this?"

"Mental evidence, don't be crazy. Who doesn't know the ugly things you did in the world? As a monk, he is also a witch from the ancient tomb sect..."

"Smack it!"

Zhang Huen felt a toothache when he saw the four slaps. Mochou was not a weaker woman. After slapped the four monks four times, he shook his hand and said:

"In terms of seniority, I am also considered your master's wife's generation. This is a lesson for you juniors to speak without saying anything. My heart is proof, but the parents of both the Tomb Sect and the Shaolin Sect agree. It's not your turn to gossip. If you have the ability, go find your Abbot Xuanci to discuss the reason!"

"You...you..."

The four young monks of the Xu generation were so angry that they were really wronged in terms of seniority, but is this related to seniority?

"Amitabha, since you have proved that you want to discuss your seniority, then I will discuss your seniority with you!"

A great monk rushed in with a bunch of disciples, but it was Master Xuansheng. Zhang Hu'en's face changed. There must be something wrong with it. Qiao Sanhuai and his wife died for a long time. Why didn't anyone come to investigate? He just waited until Qiao Feng came home. He suspected in his heart maybe... Maybe Qiao Sanhuai and his wife were not killed by Xiao Yuanshan at all?

This bold suspicion covered Zhang Hu'en like a bolt from the blue. He saluted Xuansheng first, and then said:

"I have something unknown to you, so please help me solve my doubts!"

"Don't say it anymore, the mental evidence. If you want to participate in this matter, you have to consider your own weight first. Qiao Feng, you actually killed your adoptive parents. It's crazy. You'd better give up honestly and go back to Shaolin Temple with me to wait for the abbot to fall!"

"you!"

"Slowly, Uncle Master, you are in such a hurry. I guess someone has reported the news. I wonder where the person who reported the news is?"

Qiao Feng was shocked when he heard this, "Yes, Shaolin monk came strangely. Someone must have reported the news. The person who reported the news might be the murderer who killed his parents." Xuansheng's face froze and shouted:

"Why, do you still want to kill someone to silence you?"

"Uncle Master misunderstood. Mo Chou and I took the mountain patrol mission today and walked downstairs. We saw with our own eyes that Qiao Feng was the one who entered the house. Moreover, Qiao Sanhuai and his wife had been dead for a long time. It was impossible for Qiao Feng to take action!"

Xuansheng was stunned. Unexpectedly, someone actually proved it, but he didn't even look down on Zhang Hu'en's character and immediately said:

"If Qiao Feng kills people first and induces you to be circumstantial evidence later, it won't happen..."

Qiao Feng was furious when he heard this. Isn’t he going to force his shit to his head? There is no such reason, and he shouted:

"I, Qiao Feng, don't want to offend all the masters, so I'll say goodbye!"

He caught the two old bodies and flew out of the house. Xuansheng was about to chase him, but was stopped by Zhang Hu'en. Zhang Hu'en shouted coldly:

"You don't believe it, but the trick is unwilling to explain it in detail. Are you trying to force Qiao Feng to the opposite side of our Shaolin? Uncle Master. Think about it carefully. When today, the situation is chaotic, and one more Martial Saint enemy and one more Martial Saint helper will be harmful or beneficial to Shaolin!"

Xuansheng was stunned. He really didn't expect this level, but immediately shouted:

"You let Qiao Feng go, and you should go back to Shaolin with me to wait for Fang Zheng to give up!"

"You don't need to ask. I also want to go back to the mountain to ask clearly which guy informed you. Since that man had known about Qiao Sanhuai's death long ago, why didn't he tell you early? He didn't come sooner or later. He just waited until Qiao Feng came back to visit his parents, and he was the biggest suspicion."

"Sincereness. Don't swear by others!"

"I'm slandering, I haven't learned it from you yet!"

“Bold!”

Fang Sheng's crescent shovel waved towards Zhang Hu'en. Zhang Hu'en pointed his weapons and sneered:

"I will only call you uncle to be ashamed of my face, don't be shameless!"

"Heart proves. You..."

"Amitabha!"

Another old monk came in outside the door, but it was Master Fang Zheng. When Xuansheng saw Fang Zheng, he angrily accused him and said:

"Look at the good apprentices you taught!"

"Amitabha, I have indeed taught a good disciple, so I won't bother the master to teach here."

Xuan waved his hand angrily and took the disciples away. Fang Zheng walked over with a smile. Zhang Huen and Mo Chou quickly greeted him. Fang Zheng said:

"You, why are you going to mess with the Xuan generation again? Qiao Feng had a disaster that was destined to be. If you have too many participations, you may be implicated by him?"

"I am the most shameful group of people to unite. I bully honest people by relying on the bullshit of the world. Master, don't worry about me. The person who reported the news has ulterior motives. He must be trying to harm Qiao Feng. I must catch him."

"Heart evidence, hey, you're right. If Qiao Feng can be protected by our Shaolin, Shaolin will give you a big help all day. You go check it out, I support you."

"Thank you, Master."

Zhang Huen and Mo Chou said goodbye, and walked towards Shaoshi Mountain. Xuansheng took the lead and reported to the abbot. Xuanci only said he knew and did not say anything more. As soon as Xuansheng left the abbot's room, Zhang Huen broke to the gate of the mountain gate and had a conflict with the disciples guarding the gate. He was outside the gate and shouted to see the abbot, but the disciples guarding the gate only said that he was no longer an inner disciple and would not let him enter.

"Heart proves, talk here!"

Zhang Hu'en heard someone calling him next to him. When he looked back, it was the old monk Miaodi. He hurried over and bowed:

"Master, you...didn't you go to Xiake Island?"

"I didn't go. This old guy Cha Yu insisted on waiting until the Saint Sanfeng knew the situation of the Wudang situation again before he was willing to go with him."

"Oh...Master, I actually want to tell you that there is something strange about Qiao Feng's parents' death..."

"Shh, follow me."

The old monk Miaodi winked, and Zhang Huen immediately followed him to the back mountain. The two came to Huogongtou's former residence, but they saw that the door was hidden. Miaodi pushed the door in, but saw Zen Master Huicong and Master Tianming sitting inside. After the four of them greeted him, Miaodi swept the outside of the house. After confirming that no one eavesdropped, they closed the door. The four of them sat on the ground. Miaodi whispered:

"Although that man did something secretly about Qiao Sanhuai and his wife, he was discovered by Master Tianming."

Tianming, who was standing beside him, nodding, his face full of grief. After he proclaimed the Buddha's name, he said in a more low voice:

"Xinzheng, you are a lay disciple now, and you don't have as many concerns as we do things. I only ask one thing. Do you dare to jointly choose the lead and make Abbot Xuanci abdicate?" (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!

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