"What? The father-in-law and three uncles are all dead? Attacked by golden sword light? In Xuantian Temple?" Wang Zhiwu almost went crazy and shouted: "How the hell is this possible? What on earth is this possible? Who did it?”
"It seems to be Uncle Song Zhong, I saw his figure flashing in the air!" the Taoist priest said hurriedly.
"Damn it, it's this kid again, he's done, isn't he?" Wang Zhiwu suddenly became furious, and then he immediately said: "Take me to see him quickly!"
With that said, Wang Zhiwu took his disciples and ran to the scene of the incident. The place where the abbot and his party were attacked was less than 5 miles away from the palace where Wang Zhiwu was. In a hurry, Wang Zhiwu almost flew over.
When he came there and took a look, oh my God, the scene was so miserable. There were corpses broken into two parts, intestines, and blood flowing all over the place. When he finally found the current father-in-law among the corpses, Wang Zhiwu's face turned green. This self-invited guest was cut into two pieces, and the horrified expression on his face before he died was even more chilling.
Wang Zhiwu was so angry that his face turned green when he saw that the guests he had invited suffered such injustice. Without saying a word, he turned around and left, going to the back mountain to complain to Qingfengzi.
Let's say that Wang Zhiwu trotted all the way to Qingfengzi's cave, broke in and took a look, and sure enough he saw the little fat man standing in front of Qingfengzi as if nothing was wrong. He thought that this time, like last time, Xiaopang was the one who complained first, and he had already told Qingfengzi about the matter! So Wang Zhiwu didn't care about the facts and cried directly: "Teacher, you can't just listen to him this time! The deaths of those people of the state are too tragic!"
"What the hell are you talking about?" Qingfengzi asked confused.
"What? You don't know yet?" Wang Zhiwu said in surprise.
"Nonsense, you are indiscriminate and cry when you come in. I'm not a god, how can I know what's going on?" Qingfengzi said with a bitter smile.
"Ah, Master~" Wang Zhiwu said this and hurriedly said: "You have to take care of this junior brother Song. He, he, he has taken care of the head of the dynasty, the emperor Lao Taishan, and the three kings. My uncle was cut into eight pieces together! What is this? Is he still finished?"
"Huh?" When Qingfengzi heard this, his expression suddenly changed and he said angrily: "I didn't let him shut up on the mountain and think about his mistakes, but he dared to go down the mountain privately against my words?"
"That's not true. It was the abbot and his party who came to Xuantian Temple to offer incense, and the junior brother killed the people at Xuantian Temple!" Wang Zhiwu shouted: "Master, there are dozens of people in the abbot's group, and they were all killed. Kill, that’s really littered with corpses and rivers of blood! I thought Xuantian Temple was a place for cultivating immortals, but I turned this guy into a slaughterhouse! What do you think we should do?"
"Song Zhong!" Qingfengzi was furious when he heard this. He couldn't bear it anymore and shouted directly: "Tell me, what is going on?"
"Uncle, calm down~!" Xiaopang felt a little uneasy when he saw Qingfengzi getting angry. He hurriedly said with a smile: "I killed those guys well, but the problem is, I am doing justice for heaven, and I have a clear conscience! "
"Fart!" Wang Zhiwu became angry when he heard this, and shouted directly: "The emperor and you have never met, and this time I am running back and forth to help you settle two big scandals. That's why I asked him to I came to Xuantian Temple as a guest. But you didn't say thank you, and cut the person into two pieces. How can you have a clear conscience? "
"Yes!" Qingfengzi also said immediately: "The father-in-law and you don't know each other, why did you kill him when you have nothing to do?"
"I don't know the father-in-law, but I killed him for a reason!" Xiaopang said hurriedly.
"Then tell me, why did you kill him?" Qingfengzi immediately asked, "There is a reason to do so. If you kill people at will for no reason, I will forgive you, but the rules of the sect will not forgive you!"
"Yes, Master, please listen to me!" Xiaopang said, took out a jar of wine from the storage bag, placed it on the table, and said: "This is a jar of century-old daughter's red wine, a rare good wine in the world! "
Wang Zhiwu likes tea, but Qingfengzi likes wine. When the two people heard what Xiaopang said, their eyes suddenly lit up. Qingfengzi's saliva was almost drooling. He had never tasted the century-old daughter red in his life of more than a hundred years.
But Wang Zhiwu misunderstood Xiaopang, and immediately said with disdain: "Don't think that a jar of good wine can smooth this matter away! It is impossible for my master to be bribed by a jar of wine! Yes! Right, Master?"
Although Wang Zhiwu said this, he was still unsure, so he asked one last question.
No matter how thick-skinned Qingfengzi was, he couldn't admit it, so he immediately straightened his face and said, "That's right, Xiao Song, you want to bribe me all the time. You look down on me so much!" But he muttered in his heart, 'What if? Ten altars and eight altars are almost the same! '
When the little fat man saw this, he was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: "What are you talking about? Am I like that? This jar of wine and food evidence is not for giving gifts!"
"Oh, evidence?" Qingfengzi was immediately happy after hearing this. He waved his sleeves and put away the wine jar in an instant. Then he said solemnly: "I have collected the evidence. If you have anything to say, please tell me. !”
Wang Zhiwu was dumbfounded when he saw it, and thought to himself, could this guy just change his name to pay bribes? Obviously, he is too deeply involved with the world, and has completely lost the monk's way of thinking and has become completely secular.
Xiaopang smiled slightly and didn't take it seriously. Anyway, the wine was intended to honor Qingfengzi. Then his face straightened and he said solemnly: "Uncle, this jar of wine was sold to me by the owner of the largest inn in the town at the foot of the mountain. He knew that I was a monk at the time and deliberately sold this jar of good wine, which is like a family heirloom, to me at a low price. He wanted to get some benefit from me. I saw through his intentions and left overnight without giving him a chance! Even so, I still feel that I owe him a little bit! "
"Well, it's indeed a bit unkind of you to do this. If you have the opportunity in the future, you should still give him some compensation!" Qingfengzi nodded.
"No chance!" Xiaopang said with some bitterness: "Early this morning, I originally planned to go to the inn down the mountain to have a drink and eat food, and make up for the innkeeper by the way. But unexpectedly when I arrived, I found that the inn was closed, and the innkeeper's He was even beaten to death!"
"Ah? Why is this?" When Qingfengzi heard this, he immediately said differently.
"I asked someone to inquire and found out that the reason why the shopkeeper was killed was because of this bottle of wine!" Xiao Pang said angrily.
"For this jar of wine? What do you mean by this?" Qingfengzi asked in surprise.
"Yesterday, that bastard father-in-law and his three sons stayed in the inn. Some talkative guy told them that the owner of the inn had a jar of century-old wine that was a family heirloom! After hearing this, the bastard family immediately I asked the shopkeeper to hand over the jar of wine for them to drink. But the problem is, the wine has been given to me, where can the shopkeeper get it? The shopkeeper had to tell the truth that there was no more wine, but he didn't want the emperor to think that he was lying and deceiving. Give him face. He immediately ordered his slaves to give him a good beating. The poor shopkeeper was old and couldn't catch his breath, so he left for the west! But the head of the country didn't give up and wanted to seal up his shop! This made the family, old and young, suffer in the future. How can you live?" Xiaopang then said angrily: "Uncle, although I didn't kill Boren, Boren died because of me! I didn't repay the favor of the jar of wine when the shopkeeper was alive, and now he goes Now, do you think I should avenge him?"