Qiao Feng clasped his fists and said, "Brother Chen, thank you for your help. But today's affairs are indeed my own family affairs and have nothing to do with others. I think I can't beat that nameless monk, so I would like to ask you to scoop for me. As for the rest, even if there are more than twice as many, why should Qiao be afraid!"

"Okay!" Among the people from the Beggars' Sect's dirty clothes, Elder Wu and Jiang Duzhu cheered loudly. His words were open and heroic, and the heroes couldn't help but feel disappointed. Bai Shijing was excited, but when he looked at his clothes, he couldn't bear to get dirty, so he sighed in his heart.

Shen Yuanjing said: "Brother Qiao, you also said that this is your own family matter, so let's postpone it later. There is still a public case in front of you, involving a large number of people, so you must first public and then private."

Qiao Feng was stunned. Before he could ask, he turned to the left and shouted: "Ye Erniang, please come out."

Everyone was confused, and they all followed his eyes and the crowd dispersed. Sure enough, they saw a simple middle-aged woman dressed in it, looking frightened and trembling slightly.

Even if she is sharp-eyed, she has to identify it for a long time before she can tell that it is Ye Erniang. It is really that her appearance has changed a lot compared to a few months ago.

A few screams suddenly came from the heroes: "I'll give my son my life back" and "The dog thief was killed." Many people in the world who were stolen by her and snatched their children away, holding up their swords and slashing at her frantically.

Ye Erniang stood there, half-closed her eyes and did not dare to move. Xuan Ci couldn't bear it and took a step.

Seeing that she was about to die under the weapons of all parties, Shen Yuanjing raised his hand and led her over. Everyone fell into nothing, and they were stunned, and shouted to chase him here.

Shen Yuanjing was calm and pushed his hand. Ye Erniang couldn't help but fly forward and landed in Xuanci's arms. She then brushed her hand and flew out of the rush. The people in the world who were chasing him seemed to have put up sticks and hit him. They flew backwards out of the circle, falling into a rolling gourd, a sound of ouch. Haven't everyone ever seen such a magical skill and were frightened?

Xuanci took Ye Erniang over, gently straightened her head, and chanted the Buddha in a low voice. Ye Erniang's face turned red, as if the big girl who couldn't leave the boudoir asked someone to take a look. She was at a loss, but she felt something was wrong, so she hurriedly thanked her.

Everyone was full of doubts. Xuan Ci was over 60 years old and had wrinkles on her face. Even though she looked a little majestic, she would not be able to attract a female devil with a frosty face and a terrifying face.

Shen Yuanjing ignored the shouts and scolded some people around him and said, "Ye Erniang, tell me what you said to a great monk back then."

Someone in the crowd heard his implication and was in an uproar. The man from the sacred mountain suddenly stood up and said, "Ye Erniang, knowing that mistakes can improve, don't worry, you have to say that you have a serious sin. You are all harmed by someone. If you don't give it up, you will inevitably go to the eighteen levels of hell in the future, and may also affect your descendants."

His tone was gentle, as if he was pointing something. Ye Erniang looked over and stared at the people on the sacred mountain with some discomfort. She turned pale, took a few steps back, lowered her head, and said, "Mr. Chen, what did you mean by referring to the several Shaolin monks I killed back then?"

Shen Yuanjing realized that she could not tell the truth easily, and said coldly: "Don't you see your son?"

Ye Erniang shook a moment, clenched her fists tightly, and her knuckles turned white. After a while, she gritted her teeth and vomited out word by word: "Thank you, Mr. Chen, for telling me that as long as the child is still alive, I will be satisfied. It would be better if I didn't see you. If he knew that there was a mother like me, it would definitely be painful."

Among the onlookers, someone suddenly fell to his knees and shouted, "Mr. Chen, does this evil man have children? Please tell me, I want him to taste the pain of losing his son!" He said with gritted teeth and full of hatred.

Ye Erniang turned around suddenly and saw that her face was twisted, her lips were bitten by her teeth and bleeding. She opened and closed her eyes wide open, as if she wanted to choose someone to eat. She scared the person who was calling back, and used her hands as her feet, rolled and crawled into the crowd.

"Huh? Aren't you forced by him?" Shen Yuanjing said softly: "Why do you still have to protect this person with a human face and a beastly heart like this?"

Ye Erniang was so angry that she blurted out and said, "Nonsense, I voluntarily, I seduced him." As soon as she said that, she woke up immediately, her face was flustered, and she shouted, "No, I am talking nonsense, you, the devil, control me."

The more she concealed her, the more everyone saw that the truth was exposed, and her eyes looked back and forth between her and the monks of Shaolin Temple, paying more attention to Xuanci.

Shen Yuanjing said: "I don't have that free time to seduce a great monk. If you don't admit what happened back then, I have to call your son to confront him."

Ye Erniang was stunned and looked over blankly. She felt that the person in front of her was a devil and she had no room for resistance. The crowd was excited. If her son really came, she would probably be unable to escape death.

When she lowered her head, she was already full of solemn face. She looked into the crowd on the left and said word by word: "Ye Erniang is shameless and seduced a respected monk, gave birth to a man, and then did endless evil. She knew that she would go to the eighteen levels of hell to atone for her sins."

She looked at the man on the sacred mountain and said, "I'm not willing to die, I'm just afraid that the child will not be taken care of. You must protect him and not let others know his whereabouts."

The man on the sacred mountain looked panicked. When he saw others all looking at him, he exclaimed: "Why do you look at me? I have no entanglement with you, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Erniang suddenly raised her hand and hit her forehead. Shen Yuanjing lightly tugged his middle finger, and he was unable to speak. Sure enough, one hand reached the middle and blocked it.

"Amitabha." Xuan Ci raised his other hand and said, "Good, good! Since you have created karma, you will have karma. Since Er Niang has committed evil karma, it is useless to conceal it, and it is even more unfair to frame it. Over the years, it has been a pain for you!"

As soon as this statement was made, the monks and heroes were in an uproar. Even though some people had already guessed, it was still difficult to suppress the surprise, horror, contempt, anger, fear, pity, surprise, and all kinds of things on their faces, which were really hard to describe.

Shaolin holds the ox ears of the Central Plains martial arts world, Abbot Xuanci is highly respected and respected by everyone in the world. Who would have thought that he would do such a thing? After a long time, the turmoil gradually stopped.

Ye Erniang cried and said, "What do you do if you say it? What should you do if you are so old and have such a famous reputation? I don't suffer! If you can't say it, that's the real suffering."

Xuan Ci sighed lightly, turned to Shen Yuanjing, and asked, "Mr. Chen, I did something wrong. Can you be very kind and tell me the whereabouts of that child?"
Chapter completed!