Chapter 67
"It turned out to be an eminent monk from Shaolin Temple. I don't know why you gathered at my fifth brother's house?"

Bao BuTong sneered twice.

"No, no, why are you here, why are you bothering us, Gusu Murong?"

Seeing that the scene was faintly chaotic again, Xuannan hurriedly took two steps forward and said.

"Amitabha, I don't know what relationship you have with Divine Doctor Xue?"

Because Li Puppet was the closest, he was shaken by Xuannan and Xuantong's air-splitting divine palms and lay down outside the gate of Xue's mansion.

When he looked up, he saw two lanterns hanging at the gate, and he exclaimed.

"What? What? 'Mourning of Xue Gong Muhua', did my fifth brother die?!"

Hearing Li Puppet's exclamation, Fan Bailing, Gou Du, Wu Lingjun, Feng Asan, and Shi Qinglu all looked along his fingers and saw the lantern.

The two black-and-white lanterns had long been extinguished. In addition to the dark sky, several people fought together as soon as they came up. No one paid attention to it until Li Puppet fell to the ground and looked up.

"Alas, alas, my good brother! I am sworn brothers with you in Taoyuan, we meet in the ancient city, you pass five stages, kill six generals, how majestic you are!"

Seeing this, the six people immediately shouted to Xuannan Xuantong and his party.

"Who is it? Who killed my fifth brother!"

"Fifth brother! Fifth brother! Which goddamn murderer killed you? Avenge you for my brother!"

"So what about the Shaolin monks! This old man must fight you to the death today."

XuanNan and XuanTong looked at each other, they knew something was wrong, they would suffer, if they didn't speak clearly, there would be a big misunderstanding.

Seeing this, Deng Baichuan took two steps forward and opened his mouth to explain.

"Everyone wait a moment, there is a big misunderstanding on this matter, one of our companions was injured, and we came to seek medical treatment from Divine Doctor Xue, who would have thought?"

"You didn't know he refused to heal, so you killed him, didn't you?"

Without waiting for Deng Baichuan to explain, a strange scent of flowers hit him, his head became dizzy immediately, his feet seemed to be flying through the clouds, and he couldn't stand still.

Xuannan hit the space between Deng Baichuan and the middle-aged beautiful woman again with his air-split palm, and shouted loudly.

"Miraculous doctor Xue is not dead! Sit down and explain the matter clearly, don't be impulsive!"

Hearing what Xuannan said, the five people couldn't help but feel suspicious, you, a monk, walked with this group of people, and it is likely that you are also the murderer who killed my fifth brother.

"Master Xue is feigning death. There is only poison in the coffin in the mourning hall, and his body is not there. But who are you, Master Xue? Why did you poison the poor monk and Benefactor Deng in that coffin? people?"

As soon as the words were finished, there were two clangs from the piano in the distance, which made Xuannan Xuantong and the two look solemn.

The sound of the zither was extremely far away, implying deep inner strength. As soon as the two zither sounds reached the ear drums, everyone's hearts moved immediately.

Ye Wuxin frowned, thinking that the eight friends of Hangu had already arrived.

Feng Bo E was already poisoned by poison powder, when he suddenly heard the sound of the piano, he felt annoyed in his heart, loosened his right hand, and fell to the ground with his sword.

"Brother is here? Come here quickly! Why are you still playing the piano at this hour! Fifth brother is dead!"

Seeing the six people from the other side shouting loudly, Xuannan and Xuantong looked at each other, how could they not know that the person coming was the other side's reinforcements.

Xuannan and Xuantong were all on alert, and Murong's retainers at the side also raised their alertness.

The sound of the invisible piano just now is extremely powerful, since this person is the elder brother of the opponent's masters, his ability is naturally quite extraordinary.

Today's matter is full of mysteries, if there are casualties, this inexplicable beam will really get bigger.

Just when everyone was on guard, the sound of the piano came from far to near, and soon came to the mansion.

I saw an old man coming with a Yaoqin in his hand, his expression was quite kind.

Seeing the two old monks Xuantong and Xuannan, the old man who played the piano immediately bowed his hands to them.

"I don't know which Shaolin eminent monk is here, the little old man is so rude."

Seeing that the other party finally came to someone who can communicate normally, XuanNan clasped his hands together and gave him a slight salute.

"Amitabha, old Na Xuannan, this is Xuantong, the poor monk's younger brother. I wonder what your Excellency has taught you?"

The old man nodded slightly and bowed to the few people in front of him.

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Xuannan. I wonder if Master Xuanku of your sect is in good health? I have met him several times, so it can be regarded as a deep friendship."

Hearing Xuan Ku's dharma name suddenly, Xuan Nan looked sad and said helplessly to the old man in front of him.

"Ashamed, ashamed, Senior Brother Xuan Ku was unfortunately attacked by traitors. He has already returned to the pure land of Buddhism and shared incense with my Buddha."

At this remark, the old man who was still smiling suddenly turned pale, and became extremely sad again.

Suddenly, the old man jumped up, jumped on the roof, stepped on the black tiles and cried bitterly.

"Alas! Alas! Xuan Ku, why didn't you tell me that you died!"

It didn't matter if he just cried, but the old man not only cried, but also stomped his feet on the roof of other people's houses, trampling the good house into dust, leaving everyone speechless.

The six people on the opposite side didn't feel the slightest, as if they had already become accustomed to every move of their big brother.

"Xuan Ku, if you die, who will listen to my new music! Among these great monks, only you can understand the true meaning of my music."

"If you talk about it to your two junior brothers, they will definitely not be able to hear anything! Isn't this just for nothing?"

"By the way, where is your graveyard? After listening to my music, you might come back to life happily!"

At the beginning, the two old monks were still sighing, seeing this man was extremely sad, presumably he must be a good friend of Senior Brother Xuan Ku in the past.

But the more I listened, the expressions of the two old monks began to change. I dare to feel that they were mourning the loss of a bosom friend.

Until the end, the two old monks have black lines all over their heads. If you are sad, you will be sad. What are you doing with the two of us?
After all, the two old monks are monks of Shaolin Temple, and their daily Buddhist literacy is quite extraordinary.

Xuannan smiled slightly, didn't take this person's gossip to heart, Xuantong recited Buddhist scriptures silently, everything in front of him seemed to have no effect on him.

"Brother! Don't cry, the fifth brother was killed by this group of people!"

Hearing this, XuanNan opened his mouth to answer.

"Amitabha, all benefactors, Divine Physician Xue is not dead, the coffin in the mourning hall is filled with poison."

"I would like to ask you all, what is the relationship with Miracle Doctor Xue, and why did Miracle Doctor Xue poison the coffin and murder me and the rest of the group?"

Deng Baichuan on the side also stood up and saluted the six people.

"I am Gusu Murong's vassal. This time I came here with the masters of Shaolin Temple to heal my fourth brother's wounds."

After Deng Baichuan opened his mouth and explained the matter clearly to everyone, the faces of the six people opposite became puzzled.

At this time, the old man playing the piano standing on the roof also finished his wailing, and spoke to the people below.

(End of this chapter)

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