Fantasy World Transmigration

Hearing his words, the group of beggars glanced at each other, not knowing whether this person made a slip of the tongue or did it on purpose. It is because Chen Ang has been too capricious and unpredictable since he appeared on the stage, and everyone has no idea of ​​his temperament.

Shaolin is the number one sect in martial arts, and has always been the pillar of the world, the leader of the righteous way. Chen Ang's words are undoubtedly discrediting Shaolin and insulting Shaolin's reputation. It's just that he is moody, and he is an official ordered by the court. No one knows that he has no intentions. For the loss, he was still sneering and sarcastic, so he had to look at Master Zhiguang.

Master Zhiguang was silent for a while, then sighed: "We are responsible for this crime, what has it to do with Shaolin?"

"Monks don't tell lies! Monk, have you eaten all your face?" Chen Ang sneered and said, "Don't you want to be my official? Those idiots, they don't know, and my official doesn't know? Yanmen Pass The tragedy outside the country is a conspiracy by the Xianbei rebels colluding with martial arts scum, creating disputes between the Liao and Song Dynasties, wanting to trigger a war between the two countries, and intending to restore the country. My Martial Arts Hall has been investigating for many years."

When everyone in the Beggar Clan heard that he insulted Master Zhiguang, they all looked aggrieved. When they heard that "Xianbei rebelled and colluded with martial arts scum", they were all shocked. Wu Changlao looked at the vigilant Murong family. , couldn't help saying: "Could it be that the leading brother is actually Murong Bo who has passed away in Yanziwu?"

Master Zhiguang, Zhao Qiansun, Tan Gong and Tan Po all had strange expressions on their faces, as if they were ashamed, fearful, and frank, but Shan Zheng snorted angrily, stretched out his single-handed sword, and slammed at Chen Ang. He rushed forward and shouted sharply: "You dog official, why are you so confusing black and white?"

His saber skills are sharp, and he cuts out with the sword and grabs it with one hand. Seeing his agile movement, everyone can't help applauding secretly, and at the same time worrying about him: Why is Shan Daxia so impulsive? He has a family and a job. Wouldn't it be troublesome to offend the imperial court officials? That's right, that dog official doesn't know right from wrong, so he's so hateful.

Unexpectedly, Chen Ang just shook his hand casually, lifted Shanzheng's neck, shook it down twice, a skillful force shook his muscles and bones, threw it on the ground, and stretched out his foot to step on his head.

"Iron-faced Judge" Shan Zheng is also a well-known figure in the Central Plains martial arts, no one present dared to beat him lightly, even Zhao Qiansun was only among his brothers, but now he was like a little doll in front of Chen Ang With no power to fight back, he was easily trampled on the head and humiliated, the onlookers were stunned.

"Couldn't this man be a monster?" Zhao Qiansun groaned, shrunk his body and hid behind, his face was full of fear, Tan Po knew that he remembered a figure that looked like a god, and wanted to go forward to comfort him. Chen Ang's martial arts horrified everyone present, how dare Tan Gong let her leave his side, and quickly grabbed her.

Everyone in the beggar gang couldn't react for a while, hesitated to the side, and only had one thought in their mind: this high official is so powerful in martial arts, does the imperial court have such masters?

Master Zhiguang couldn't help but said: "Chen Dudu, Shan Zheng is just out of breath, if you have something to say, don't hurt his life."

"He is an important suspect. Not only will I not hurt him, but I will try my best to save his life." Chen Ang said indifferently: "Master Zhiguang, don't take me for a fool. Let me ask you, is the elder brother Xuan the abbot of Shaolin?" Charity?"

Master Zhiguang clasped his hands together, his face was unpredictable, and there was a faint resolute aura on his body.

"You want to commit suicide? Think about Shanzheng before you speak!" Chen Ang stepped on Shanzheng's head, forcing him to groan. Master Zhiguang turned his head unbearably, and said in a deep voice: "Amitabha! Donor, please release Shanzheng." Be a hero! This old monk wishes to replace him with his own body."

"Hero? He is also worthy?" Chen Ang sneered: "You still refuse to say,

Then I will tell everyone! "

"The Liao people conspired against the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion. No matter how nice you say it or how attractive the decoration is, it is still Shaolin's private business! The so-called Shaolin stunts were learned by the Liao people, and the Great Song Dynasty had the power to subjugate the country and extinguish the species. It’s just a layer of shame, if this is the case, Shaolin spreads martial arts in the Song Dynasty, and the forbidden soldiers practice Shaolin’s unique skills, wouldn’t it be possible to destroy Liao and Xia?”

"If this is the case, if you Shaolin don't dedicate your martial arts, you will be a traitor to the country! Those of us who practice martial arts, who don't know that the more advanced the martial arts, the harder it is to improve. Without your Shaolin true transmission, the so-called unique skill training How many skills have you achieved? How many seventy-two unique skills have you mastered by your Shaolin monks with excellent aptitude and hard work? The so-called Buddhist scripture pavilion has nothing to do with Song Dynasty at all."

Chen Ang said with a sneer: "This is a matter of the Shaolin family. If you have to involve the life and death of the country, do you deserve the surname Zhao?"

Master Zhiguang and those who experienced the past all had gloomy faces. Although the members of the beggar gang were angry at Chen Ang's sarcasm, but after thinking about it carefully, they felt that what he said made sense. At that moment, some bold people whispered: " This is indeed just a matter of Jianghu, the Great Song Dynasty's martial arts was prosperous, far better than the Liao people, but the Great Song Dynasty could only support it under the hands of the Liao people, so it can be seen that martial arts really have nothing to do with national power."

Zhao Qiansun said in a sharp voice: "It's your turn to do our best for the country. Are you here to ridicule us?" His voice was mournful, with a hint of grievance and injustice. He would not go there calmly, Chen Ang also felt sympathetic, but unfortunately this group of people's IQ is too low, and they often do bad things with good intentions, they are so-called pig teammates, it is best to get rid of them as soon as possible.

"Contribute to the country? Who will prove it?" Chen Ang said with a black face: "I know that there is a traitor among you. The Murong family is the royal family of Dayan, a Xianbei alien. Together with him, you provoke the war between Liao and Song." , intending to overthrow the rivers and mountains, causing the blood of the two countries to flow, you must know that the people of the Liao Kingdom are mostly Han Chinese, is it wrong to say that you are the scum of the rivers and lakes?"

"You are talking nonsense!" Zhao Qiansun burst into tears, he staggered tremblingly, and said angrily: "This is not true, we did nothing wrong! We were not used by others!" He suddenly reached out and grabbed Master Zhiguang collar, and asked sharply: "Tell me, did Murong Bo lie to us?"

Master Zhiguang dejectedly lowered his head, not daring to look at him. Zhao Qiansun laughed loudly, his voice extremely shrill. Every time in the dead of night, he would always think of the massacre outside Yanmen Pass, filled with fear and regret in his heart. The only belief is justice for the country and the people, and now his belief is on the verge of collapse, and he seems crazy.

"You didn't do anything wrong, but you're stupid, and you've been deceived. The government doesn't pursue the fault of idiots, so what are you blaming yourself for?" Chen Ang flickered, pointing at Zhao Qiansun, letting him Weidun fell down and fell into Tan Po's arms. Tan Gong was both anxious and helpless, and could only shake his head and sigh at the side.

The five Shan brothers hurriedly helped Shan Zheng up. Seeing that his hands and feet were so weak that he couldn't even stand up, they stretched out their hands to help them realize that Chen Ang had removed all his joints. This martial art is really terrifying, not to mention He easily touched on the matter of Zhao Qiansun, and everyone present felt deeply jealous of Chen Ang.

"The ones who are really wrong are those villains who act one way in front of others and another behind their backs, for example, the big brother who only has a name and no one knows his name!" Chen Ang looked at Zhiguang and said with a slight smile.

At this time, everyone has guessed, the origin of the leading brother, besides Abbot Shaolin Xuanci, there is no one else who can have such a stand and fight for Shaolin. Immediately, some people showed dissatisfaction, and several Beggar Clan disciples laughed sarcastically.

"I have a clear conscience, and Abbot Xuanci has a clear conscience!" Zhi Guang put his palms together and said loudly.

"If you have a clear conscience, why do you want to force Qiao Feng with those words? What should you do? The so-called moral kidnapping, is it so? If you don't feel that you have done something wrong, why do you use all kinds of rhetoric to defend yourself? Say Say, I'm sorry, I was wrong! Is it so difficult? Thanks to you, you are still a monk." Chen Ang sneered.

These words meant that the disciples of the Beggar Clan were happy and their blood was surging, especially those low-level disciples who ate wine and meat with Qiao Feng, deeply admired his loyalty, and admired Qiao Feng from the bottom of their hearts. They all looked at Master Zhiguang with sneering eyes, and asked him to close his eyes and shake his head.

"You are a monk, and when you mentioned that your baby wanted to fall to the ground, with compassion, not only did you not reflect on yourself, but you felt that your heart was too soft. It can be seen that you have not had the slightest repentance in the past few decades. Your compassion is all bullshit. The Liao people were able to spare you the revenge of killing your wives and children, which shows that you, a monk, talk about Buddha in your mouth, but not in your heart."

Chen Ang sighed: "Tell me, do you have the heart to repent these years? If you have this heart, you should resolve the grievances of the two generations, but you cover it up and hesitate, but you just refuse to say it." The name of that leading brother, the heart of fame and fortune, is harmful!"

Master Zhiguang sat on the ground in meditation, lowered his head and closed his eyes, not daring to say more.

"I suspect that you colluded with the Murong family. That's why you monks committed murder and didn't ask to sacrifice your life to pay the blood debt. Instead, you covered it up in many ways, saying that you didn't do it on purpose. Who would believe it?" Chen Ang shook his head.

Master Zhiguang saw that everyone in the beggar gang was glaring at him, and he was powerless to defend himself: "I thought Mr. Murong was also deceived by others. He has already died, and his death is like a lamp going out. Why bother to pursue the matter behind his death?"

"Who said that Murong Bo is dead? Didn't he stay well in the back mountain of Shaolin?" Chen Ang's words caused an uproar in the audience, some militants from the beggar gang had already picked up the dog-beating stick and wanted to hit Zhiguang's head .

Master Zhiguang raised his head in shock, and couldn't help asking: "Is this true?"

"Wait until next month, when I question Shaolin, you can come and see what happened. During this time, don't commit suicide in fear of crime!" Chen Ang said: "Besides, you are not merciful to the victim, but you are merciful to a conspiracy sinner who died ; You are not ashamed of the right orphan, but you are covering up for a person who made you make such a big mistake; instead of being tolerant, you accept the meaning of cause and effect calmly, but instead have the heart of persecution. Sure enough, you are a good monk."

He sighed deeply, showing the demeanor of an actor.

"Xuanci's generation, hypocritical benevolence and false righteousness, loyalty and treachery, it is difficult for people to tell the truth. As the saying goes, great loyalty is like traitor, and benevolence is like hypocrisy. Of course, the reverse is also possible. I don't know your sincerity. Murong Bo is in the same boat, so he treats everyone equally and investigates everything."

Master Zhiguang said silently: "I was wrong. If this is the truth, please return my innocence. Master Qiao, I am sorry for him. I would like to spend my whole life praying for his parents. The Hui of Shaolin, I will return Let’s go, and then we must give Guild Master Qiao an explanation.”

The beggar gang's impression of Chen Ang suddenly changed. They were still aggrieved at first, and felt that the court insulted the martial arts seniors. Now, they have a heart of sympathy with the enemy. It's not glorious, but it's Chen Ang. Although he is domineering, what he said is somewhat reasonable, which can be called impartial law enforcement.

Wu Changlao clasped his fists together and said, "Thank you, Dudu, for speaking up for my clan leader. In the Shaolin meeting, our beggar gang will not fall behind. I will definitely return my clan leader Qiao's innocence."

"It goes without saying that Murong Bo did the matter of Deputy Chief Ma!" Chen Ang said in a stern and awe-inspiring way: "Apart from him, who else knows the life of Chief Qiao so well? ? Here, he has all the motives and conditions, and he is a Xianbei barbarian. Compared with the death of the Song Dynasty, he is not dead, so he is here to provoke."

Elder Wu and the disciples of the beggar gang suddenly realized, and said fiercely: "That's it, that's it!" They looked at Murong's family with vicious eyes, with indescribable resentment. They firmly believed in this, and the whole Beggar Clan was furious, wishing to go to Yanziwu immediately, to clear Qiao Feng's innocence, and to avenge Ma Dayuan.

Elder Xu saw that the situation was not good, so he pushed the boat forward and said: "I was wrong to blame Chief Qiao!"

Only Kang Min and Quan Guanqing who were on the side seemed to have something to say, Bai Shijing stared at her fiercely, his eyes were full of death, Kang Min knew that if he dared to pour sewage on Qiao Feng again, Bai Shijing would probably die. Desperately killed him, then committed suicide, and quickly shut up.

"Mrs. Ma, do you think so?" Chen Ang looked straight at Kang Min, her eyes only made her tremble, she didn't dare to say anything, and quickly said: "Yes, yes!" Chen Ang laughed loudly, and grabbed the whole crown beside him Qing said: "Then I will take this witness away!"