Wuxia: I’m driving Gundam in Mixed Wu

“Hahaha…”

A burst of laughter alarmed all the monks of Shaolin Temple and also woke up Qiao Feng.

Qiao Feng learned that Xuanci was the leading eldest brother back then, and he was his father and mother killer.

At the same time, he was also the one who gave him to Qiao Sanhuai and his wife to raise him, and asked Xuan Ku to take him as an apprentice and teach him martial arts.

Although everything Xuanci did was to atone for his sins, it was indeed beneficial to Qiao Feng.

Qiao Feng was in a dilemma for a while, unable to choose, and laughter woke him up at this moment.

“Nonsense.”

“Wrongfully innocent, murdering women and children, doing so, and daring to call himself a hero and a good man.”

Xiao Yuanshan’s laughter stopped abruptly, and he looked at Qiao Feng and shouted:

“Parents have a great feud, don’t share the sky, don’t report it, don’t let me look down on you.”

Qiao Feng asked in a trembling voice

“Who is Your Excellency?”

Qiao Feng originally looked at Xiao Yuanshan’s face, and felt a little similar to himself, but now he heard that the other party even understood his own life, and he suddenly had a guess in his heart.

I saw Xiao Yuanshan wipe the disguise off his face, revealing a face similar to Qiao Feng’s seven points.

“You’re my dad.”

Qiao Feng looked at Xiao Yuanshan incredulously.

Xiao Yuanshan raised his head and laughed, uncovered the placket on his chest, revealing the wolf head tattoo on his chest, and said:

“You and I are so similar in appearance, you don’t need to remember, everyone knows that I am your old son.”

Qiao Feng ripped off his clothes and looked at the tattoo exactly the same as Xiao Yuanshan, and his heart suddenly lost doubts.

“Back then, my mother and I took you back to my mother’s province, and this Xuanci led people to ambush outside the Yanmen Gate, indiscriminately, and rushed out to slash and kill, and your mother and entourage were killed on the spot.”

“The reason is not that I heard that I had the intention of seizing the Shaolin Temple martial arts texts, and I didn’t have the slightest intention of inquiring, so I intercepted and killed me halfway.”

“Back then, you just turned one year old, and your mother was just a defenseless and weak woman, and in the face of such women and children, you still killed the killer.”

“Such an act is no different from a beast.”

Xiao Yuanshan pointed at Xuanci’s nose and scolded bitterly, and Xuanci felt guilty in his heart and closed his eyes.

Although the Shaolin monks blushed, Xiao Yuanshan’s sentence was true, and they had no words to refute it.

“In the final analysis, it is not that these martial artists of the Northern Song Dynasty regard themselves as superior and look down on the people of our small country from the bottom of their hearts.”

“Maybe for them, if they kill the wrong person, it probably doesn’t matter.”

“With such a mentality, Xuanci, these Buddhist people, say that all sentient beings are equal.”

“Bah.”

Xuanci opened his eyes, his eyes were as calm as ancient wells, and slowly said:

“Old benefactor Xiao, when the Yanmen Gate was closed, Lao Gu made a big mistake.”

“In terms of cause and effect, it is all the fault of Lao Gu alone, and has nothing to do with Buddhism.”

After speaking, Xuanci cut off his heart and slowly fell down.

Xuan Sheng was on the side, quickly helped Xuan Ci, and all the monks also gathered around.

But Xuanci’s heart was broken and he died soon after, but he had a peaceful and relieved smile on his face.

Xuanci said weakly

“Lao Gu has suffered for half his life, but today he has achieved cause and effect, and he has been liberated, and I, a Shaolin man, can no longer seek revenge from Xiao Lao’s benefactor for this matter.”

“The thousand-year-old reputation of the Shaolin Temple must not be broken by my hands.”

After saying that, Xuanci died of anger.

Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng looked at the dead Xuanci, and their hearts were full of mixed feelings, except that there was no pleasure for revenge.

“Old Master Xiao, if there is nothing to do with a few of you, please leave Shaomuro Mountain.”

Xuan Yu instructed everyone to return Xuan Ci’s body to the temple, and then issued an eviction order to Xiao Yuanshan and several people.

Although he promised that Xuanci Shaolin Temple would not oppose Xiao Yuanshan, it did not mean that he would give them a good look.

Although Xiao Yuanshan and Qiao Feng are both great masters, the Thousand Years of Shaolin Temple is not a joke.

Not to mention the old monks who swept the floor, the eighteen bronze formations and the one hundred and eight arhat formations were all formations that could leapfrog and fight.

Xuan Ku glanced at Qiao Feng with a complicated face, sighed softly, and turned to leave.

At this time, there was a wail from Deng Baichuan next to him, and it turned out that Murong Bo was also out of breath.

The great revenge should have been a matter of great pleasure, Xiao Yuanshan and Qiao Feng both felt bored at this time, and their moods were a little low.

“Father, second brother, let’s go to my parents’ side for a while.”

Duan Yu readily agreed, and Xiao Yuanshan nodded silently.

When Xiao Yuanshan and several people walked away, Deng Baichuan also collected Murong Bo’s body and went down the mountain.

And the gold ingots scattered all over the ground, ignored, shining under the sun.

Not far away, a small farm yard.

An elderly couple is doing farm work.

“Boss, what do you say is going on, how can there be thunder in the blue sky and daylight.”

The old woman weaved a dustpan and asked the old man who was watering vegetables in the garden.

“Why do you care so much, wife, there are naturally things to be handled by the masters on the mountain.”

The peasant woman suddenly had tears in her eyes and said:

“I don’t know how Feng’er is now?”

The old man was silent for a while, and Qiao Feng was accepted as a disciple by the Shaolin monks when he was seven years old.

But he only went to his home every night to teach Qiao Feng martial arts, and never left the house.

However, since he was twenty years old, he was instructed by his master to enter the rivers and lakes, and he has not returned once in ten years.

It’s just that every New Year’s holiday, someone brought food and clothing over, and said hello on their behalf, letting them know that Qiao Feng was doing well.

Qiao Sanhuai and his wife are ordinary farmers in Shaomuro Mountain, although they are short-sighted, but simple and kind.

The two regarded Qiao Feng as their own, loved with their hearts, and taught Qiao Feng so that he could control the wolf nature on his body.

Qiao Feng took Xiao Yuanshan and Duan Yu to the gate of the small courtyard and shouted:

“Daddy! Mother! The baby is back. ”

“But Feng’er is back.”

When the old woman heard the voice, she put down the half-woven dustpan in her hand and looked towards the door in surprise.

The old man also stopped his hand, stood up straight, and looked at the door.

Qiao Feng’s burly figure advanced into the courtyard, followed by Xiao Yuanshan, who was as strong as Qiao Feng, and finally Duan Yu.

The old man looked at a face that was seven points similar to Qiao Feng, and couldn’t help but show a complicated expression.

Sighing to himself

:

“What should come, will always come.”

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