Chapter 23 Hurt Murong Bo

"Hmm! Don't be so big! It's not your turn to take care of the Murong family!" Murong Bodao

Murongbo also wants to know who this teenager is? Although I was hurt by God two years ago, I didn't leave any shadow in my heart. I just think that my martial arts skills are not good enough, so in the past two years! I have practiced one more finger without robbery!

Murong Bo hit him directly with one finger, and God has been on his guard for a long time! You should know that Murong Bo is not a gentleman, but he admits that he is a villain! Don't look at Murong Bo's raid and dodge at once! I don't know when there was an extra flying knife in my hand!

"Stop it! Otherwise, I will do it!" Farewell

"Hmm... Let me see how you have made progress in the past two years!" Murong Bodao

"Haha... Is it?" Don't say it with a smile

God shakes his head secretly. Yes, there are many people who don't believe in empty hair, but Murong Bo is still the first person who really dares to come out and try himself! Look at your finger and immediately, "I'll let you try!" As soon as I tried to say it, I only saw a flash of white light!

Murong Bo was very surprised. Unexpectedly, he couldn't see it with his eyes, and he could only judge by his feelings! But when he reacted, the flying knife was already pierced on his left shoulder! Last time it was the right shoulder, this time it was the left shoulder! And it's faster and fierce every time!

"There is no false hair of the white lotus demon knife! It's really awesome! But I still have a problem! Why didn't you kill me?" Murong Bo asked

"Because you're not dead yet!" Farewell

In fact, it's not that God doesn't want to kill him, but that he obviously feels a danger from his heart when he kills, so he gives up! God knows which mysterious monk is warning him! Tian Beiqing also guessed that the realm of the sweeping monk was congenital and much more powerful than himself!

"Okay! Since the person I was waiting for didn't wait for me, I left first! But I hope you remember one sentence! People are doing it, and God is watching!" Farewell

God's love flies up and goes straight down the mountain!

Tianbieqing had just left, and a voice came from a small hut in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, "Amitabha!"

After Tianyou arrived at the foot of the mountain, he went to the inn to find Wang Yuyan and Zhu Jian!

"Brother Tian! Are you back? How about it? Have you seen the person you want to meet?" Wang Yuyan asked

Don't shake your head and say, "Let's go! Let's go to Juxianzhuang!"

Several people packed up their things and rushed to Juxianzhuang overnight!

Because there was no delay when I was on the way, I arrived two days early!

Speaking of Qiao Feng...

After Qiao Feng and the beggar gang separated, they came to the foot of Song Mountain and walked towards Shaoshi Mountain. This is the place where he lived when he was a teenager, full of scenery, all of which are old knowledge. Since he became the leader of the Beggar Gang, the Beggar Gang has been the largest gang in the world, and the Shaolin School is the largest faction in martial arts. The Beggar Gang has come to Shaolin. There are many rituals and festivals, which is very shocking. Therefore, he has never returned, and only sends people to greet his parents and teachers every year. At this time, he came back to his hometown and thought of the great mystery of his life, which could be revealed within an hour or two. Even if he was calm, he couldn't help but feel worried.

His old residence is next to a hillside in the sun of Shaoshi Mountain. Qiao Feng quickly turned around the hillside and saw a grass hat and a teapot under the jujube tree next to the vegetable garden. The handle of the teapot has been broken. Qiao Feng recognized his father Qiao Sanhuai, and suddenly felt a warmth in his chest: "Dad is diligent and thrifty. This broken teapot has been used for decades, and he is still reluctant to throw it away."

When I saw the big thorn tree, I remembered that when I was a child, my father always hit the dates with his little hand. Red ripe dates are full and cracked, sweet and juicy. Since I left my hometown, I have never tasted such delicious thorns. Qiao Feng thought, "Even if they are not my biological parents, it is always difficult to repay my kindness to my upbringing. No matter what the truth of my life is, I will never change my name.

Before he walked to the three earthen houses, he saw a bamboo mat outside the house full of dried vegetables, and a hen led a group of chickens to peck in the grass. He couldn't help smiling, "Tonight, my mother will kill chickens to cook and treat her long-lost son." He shouted, "Dad! Mother! The child is back."

shouted twice and didn't hear the answer. He thought, "Ah, yes, the second old man is deaf and can't hear." He opened the board door and stepped in. The tables, benches and rakes on the hall were no different from what he looked like when he left home, but no one was seen.

Qiao Feng shouted twice: "Dad! Mother!" Still not hearing the answer, he was slightly surprised and said to himself, "Where have you been!" The probe went to the bedroom and couldn't help but be shocked. Qiao Sanhuai and his wife were lying on the ground and motionless.

Qiao Feng hurriedly entered and helped his mother first. He only felt that her breathing had been cut off, but her body was still slightly warm. It appeared that less than an hour after his death, and it was the same when he picked up his father. Qiao Feng was panicked and sad. He walked out of the door with his father's body in his arms, examined it carefully in the sun, and noticed that the root of his chest was broken. He was killed by a martial arts master with great palm. Looking at his mother's body, it was generally the same. Qiao Feng's mind was confused: "My parents are loyal and honest farmers and peasant women. How can they attract martial arts masters to do this to them? That's because of me."

He looked carefully in the three rooms, as well as in front of the house, behind the house, and on the roof to find out what kind of person the murderer was. But the man who did it didn't even leave a footprint. Qiao Feng's face was full of tears. The more he thought about it, the more sad he became. He couldn't help crying.

only cried for a moment, and suddenly heard someone behind him say, "It's a pity, it's a pity that we came a step late." Qiao Feng suddenly turned around and saw four middle-aged monks dressed in Shaolin Temple. Although Qiao Feng studied art in the Shaolin School, Master Xuanku, who taught him martial arts, came to his home every night to teach, so he did not know the monks of Shaolin Temple. At this time, he felt sad and bitter. Although he saw outsiders, it was difficult to shed tears for a moment.

A tall monk looked angry and shouted, "Qiao Feng, you are really not as good as a dog. Even if Qiao Sanhuai and his wife are not your biological parents, they have been raised for more than ten years. How can they have the heart to kill them? Qiao Feng sobbed, "I just returned home. When I saw my parents being killed, I was about to find out the murderer and avenge my parents. Why did the master say this?" The monk said angrily, "The ambition of the Khitan wolf is indeed the same beast! You killed your godfather and mother with your own hands. We just hate to save each other late. Qiao, if you want to go to Shaoshi Mountain, you are still so short of it. With a slap, he cut it into Qiao Feng's chest.

Qiao Feng was waiting to dodge, but he only heard the wind behind him and knew that someone was attacking from behind. He did not want to attack these Shaolin monks inexplicably. He jumped out lightly with his left foot. Sure enough, another Shaolin monk kicked empty.

Four Shaolin monks were surprised to see him avoid it so easily. The tall monk scolded, "Although you are strong in martial arts, what? You want to kill your adoptive father and mother and hide your origin, but it's a pity that you are an evil seed of Khitan. This matter has long been passed down in the martial arts. Which one in the world doesn't know or which one? If you do this great rebellion, it will only increase your sins. Another monk scolded, "You kill Ma Dayuan first, and then kill Qiao Sanwei and his wife. Humph, can this ugly thing be covered up?"

Although Qiao Feng heard the two monks being so ugly and insulted, he only had grief in his heart, but he did not mean any anger. He was in the face of a big event in his life, and he was determined to encounter a lot of difficulties. At this time, he was very calm and saluted with his fists and said, "What do you call the names of the four masters? Is it the monk of Shaolin Temple?

A medium-sized monk has the best temper and said, "We are all Shaolin disciples. Alas, your godfather and mother have been loyal all their lives, but they have been rewarded so miserably. Qiao Feng, you Khitan people, are also vicious.

Qiao Feng thought, "If they refuse to declare the name of the law, it is useless to ask more questions. The tall monk said that they were late to rescue, and they came to the rescue, but who went to inform them? Who predicted that my parents would be in danger? He said, "The four masters were compassionate and rushed down the mountain to save my parents, but unfortunately they were a step late..."

The tall monk was as fierce as fire. He raised his big fist, punched Qiao Feng again, and shouted, "We are a step late to let you do this rebellious thing. Fortunately, you are still complacent and ridiculing."

Qiao Feng knew that the four of them were kind-hearted. After receiving the message, he came to rescue his parents. He really didn't want to do anything with them, but if he didn't restrain them, he would never understand the truth. He said, "Thank you for your kindness. Today, I have no choice but to offended you!" With that, he turned around like the wind and reached out to pat the third monk on the shoulder. The monk shouted, "Do you really do it?" As soon as he finished saying a word, his shoulder was patted by Qiao Feng, and his body softened and fell to the ground.

Qiao Feng was accepted by the Shaolin School, and he was familiar with the four monks' martial arts. He came out of his palms one after another and knocked down the four monks one by one, saying, "I'm offended!" Excuse me, four masters, why did you know that my parents were suffering when you said it was too late to save them? Who told the four masters about this news?

The tall monk said angrily, "You just want to find out the person who reported the news and then poison him. Shaolin disciple, how can you succumb to the forced confession of your Khitan bitch? Even if you are poisoned, you can't ask half a word from my mouth.

Qiao Feng thought to himself, "The misunderstanding is getting deeper and deeper. No matter what I ask, they take it as an interrogation confession." He stretched out his hand and massaged a few times on everyone's back, untied the sealed acupuncture points of the four monks, and said, "If I want to kill people, I will kill four people at this moment. It's the truth, and I always hope that the water will come out in the future.

Suddenly, a man on the hillside sneered and said, "It may not be so easy to kill people!"

Qiao Feng looked up and saw more than a dozen Shaolin monks standing beside the hillside with weapons in their hands. The first two monks are in their fifties, each holding a convenient shovel in their hands, and the crescent of the steel shovel head emits the cold light of Aomorimori. The two monks' eyes are bright, and they know that their inner skills are profound at first sight. Although Qiao Feng is not afraid, he knows that his martial arts skills are not weak. As long as he hands on it, it is not easy to retreat if he does not kill and injure several people. He held his fists and said, "Qiao Feng is rude. Thank you masters." Suddenly, he flew backwards, smashed the door on his back and entered the earthen house.

This change came very fast, and the monks exclaimed in unison. Five or six people grabbed it at the same time. As soon as they arrived at the door, a strong wind shot out of the door. These five or six people raised their left palms and blocked their internal forces. With a loud noise, the dust flew, and they were forced to take four or five steps back by the palms patted in the door. When he stood down, he felt the blood surging in his chest, and everyone looked at each other in consterance. He knew very well that "Although Qiao Feng's palm is strong, he still has spare strength. If the second palm comes over again, he may not be able to stop it." Everyone believed that he was a vicious person, and only said that he wanted to accumulate strength to do it again. Unexpectedly, he was actually merciful under his palm and did not want to hurt others.

The monks were on alert. After a long time, the two monks led raised the convenient shovel and made a move of "two dragons into the cave" with a strong wind. The two monks entered with the shovel and grabbed the earthen house side by side. When the two shovels intersect and weave into a light net to protect the body, they see Qiao Feng's figure in the empty room? What's more strange is that even Qiao Sanhuaifu's body has disappeared.

The two monks who make it convenient to shovel are the "precept monks" and "law-keeper monks" who are in charge of the behavior of their disciples in the "Precepts Institute" of Shaolin Temple. They usually walk around the rivers and lakes and investigate the merits and achievements of their disciples. Although their own martial arts skills are very strong, they are beyond the reach.

It was extremely difficult for the two of them to see Qiao Feng walking away in an instant. It was even more incredible that they could go with the bodies of Qiao Sanhuai and his wife. The monks searched the front and back of the house and by the stove. The two monks of the Precepts rushed down the mountain and chased them out more than 20 miles. There were traces of Qiao Feng?

No one expected that Qiao Feng took his father's body and ran to Shaoshi Mountain in the opposite direction. He rushed to the steep slope that was difficult for a person to reach, buried his parents, knelt down and kowtowed eight times respectfully, and secretly said to himself, "Dad and mother, who did this to kill you two old men? My son will definitely take the murderer and go to the two old people's grave to sacrifice."

Thinking of returning home this time, I am only one step late and can't see my parents again. Otherwise, my parents must be happy to see that they are so strong and burly. If the three of them can meet for a day and a half, they will have to be happy for a while. Thinking of this, I couldn't help crying. He has been hard and rarely cry since he was a child. Today, he is really extremely sad, sad and angry, and tears are surging like a spring and uncontrollable.

{I read the messages in the book review, most of which are everyone's support and encouragement! There are also some advertisements!! One of them is a reader's opinion. He said that the plot of my book was too fast and some parts were not clear. I thought about it! I think there are some things that can be saved in the early stage! Because everyone is too familiar with the Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils, more familiar than their own! So it's developing a little faster, and it's my first time to write a book, so some things may not be very good! Please forgive me! Thank you for your comments, and I hope you can speak more. If you have any ideas and suggestions, you can put forward! Since this is the case this time, I will see an opinion building in the book review area. I hope everyone can find out my shortcomings! If you come to make trouble or curse, forget it. Of course, if your scolding skills are excellent, you can come if you scold without dirty words! It must be refined!}