The World of Martial Arts

Chapter 109 Shaolin is not a guest
Zuo Lengchan, Fang Zheng and the monks from the northern and southern Shaolin rushed all the way to the Southern Shaolin ruins, which is now also the place where the Nanshan Clan established a branch.

Walking on the road, Zuo Lengchan said: "Master Fang Zheng, after meeting Xu Zhengping, I suggest not to reveal his identity directly."

Fang Zheng wondered, "Why?"

"Xu Zhengping is a very cunning person. He will definitely not admit it. If he retorts or even insults us, he will bring himself to blame. Most importantly, it will inevitably lead to a scuffle. This should not be Master Fangzheng. would like to see."

Zuo Lengchan had indeed seen through Fang Zheng's thinking, and the rest of the monks might be hostile and eager to take revenge or regain their property.

But Fangzheng has a good way of practicing Buddhism after all, he is definitely not such an impulsive person, and he is also an eminent monk who does not want to see blood.

He listened to Zuo Lengchan's words and nodded, "Leader Zuo is very true, but if he vehemently denies it when confronted, where can we find evidence?"

Zuo Lengchan smiled and said: "It's not so easy to find evidence for this matter, besides, we haven't even found the bones of Master Fang Chen.

We are people in the Jianghu, and we are not handling the case by the imperial court, so we need to talk about conclusive evidence.We just need to judge whether he has a guilty conscience and lied. "

All the monks nodded their heads one after another, and felt that what Zuo Lengchan said made sense, so they asked him what to do.

"Let's not directly tear up his identity, but let Master Pu En of Southern Shaolin request to return the land of Southern Shaolin."

Pu En frowned and said, "But if you mention it directly, he will definitely mention that the Demon Cult was destroyed by them, and their trophies were all taken from the Demon Cult, which has nothing to do with us in Southern Shaolin. Isn't it just self-inflicted humiliation?"

Zuo Lengchan said: "Master Pu En is very right, this must be Xu Zhengping's first reaction.

When he saw so many eminent monks from the northern and southern Shaolin visiting, he would subconsciously think that they were here for the land. "

Pu En thought: The purpose of our South Shaolin is indeed like this, but the North Shaolin is not like that.

Fang Zheng asked, "So what?"

Zuo Lengchan continued: "So when he said that Ren Woxing was destroyed by him, the land he occupied was reasonable and had nothing to do with Southern Shaolin.

Only now have we revealed his original identity, he will be caught off guard!
Ladies and gentlemen, think about it, if he is not conscious, his reaction must be inexplicable, thinking that we are crazy.

And he really knew that he must lose his defense in an instant, and there would be a little panic in his eyes.

Abbot Fangzheng has a high level of cultivation and can see through people's hearts. No matter how Xu Zhengping conceals it, he will not be able to escape your eyes, Master. "

Fang Zheng smiled and said Amitabha, "I do have doubts about whether he is really enlightened, for fear of wronging a good person, Zuo Lianzhu's method is very good.

If he is genuinely flustered and has no confidence, the old monk will be able to expose his true state of mind in public if he is deterred by the sound of the lion's roar. "

Fangzheng's Lion's Roar is not only superior in internal strength, but also in Buddhism. The Sanskrit sound is hidden in the roar, which can calm fighting and reveal people's hearts.

Zuo Lengchan smiled and said: "That would be wonderful, in this way, even his Nanshan gang members will know that their leader behind the scenes is a traitor from Shaolin Temple, and people's hearts will definitely be unstable.

At that time, we will ask him about Master Fang Chen's whereabouts again. If Master Fang Chen's disappearance is really related to him, it will definitely show his feet. "

All the monks nodded one after another, thinking it made sense.

Fang Zheng even smiled, quite confident about it.

"It's good, good, I hope that Master Xu is not aware of it, and I hope that he has nothing to do with Fang Chen's disappearance. When it comes to the South Shaolin Temple, I am willing to play a bridge so that the two sides can have a perfect solution."

The monks in the Southern Shaolin sneered in their hearts. The good fortune they did was hard to give up. The monks in the Southern Shaolin who have suffered for more than a year can never give up their former property.

Is it like an idealist who proves that he can reconcile if he wants to reconcile?How can you back down from the conflict of interests!
Zuo Lengchan saw everyone's performance in his eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and he thought to himself: Xu Zhengping is most likely Jueming.Hehe, according to Fang Sheng's description, I am afraid that Fang Chen died at the hands of this person.

This is also completely in line with the characteristics of this person's behavior, so Zuo Mou will take a good look at this excitement!Hehe, when the time comes, no matter if Shaolin wins or Xu Zhengping wins, Zuo will be the final winner.

If Xu Zhengping wins, with his character, he will inevitably go on a killing spree!Shaolin is the leader of the righteous way of martial arts, if he kills the Shaolin monks, the righteous way will besiege this person, this is called self-destruction if you do many unrighteous actions!Ha ha……

After several months of construction, the manor Zhang Wenqing built on the South Shaolin ruins has gradually taken shape. The tenants in the surrounding miles basically live in the manor, which can be regarded as unified management.

Xu Zhengping was practicing Asura Yin Sha Kung that day, when he suddenly heard a commotion in the villa.

Fu Xiaowu knocked on the door hastily, "Mr. Xu, Shaolin is here!"

Xu Zhengping narrowed his eyes slightly, got up and straightened his clothes, and said, "You have been the deputy gang leader for many years, and you haven't developed any certainty? Why panic!"

Fu Xiaowu hurriedly said: "In addition to the bald donkeys from the Southern Shaolin that were originally expected, Master Fangzheng from the Northern Shaolin also led a group of eminent monks to rush here! Zuo Lengchan from the Songshan School is also among them, it must be that the visitors are not kind. !"

Xu Zhengping couldn't help being taken aback, opened the door and said, "What is there to be afraid of, the more eminent a monk is, the more famous he is!
Master Fangzheng's martial arts are indeed world-class, but how can a person like him still assist the bald donkeys in Southern Shaolin to rob them? "

Fu Xiaowu was taken aback for a moment, then nodded vigorously, and then led Xu Zhengping to the front yard.

At this time, in the front yard, the elite of the Nanshan Gang seemed to be tightly arranged around them.

In the middle are the Eighteen Arhats from the North Shaolin, and many monks from the South Shaolin. They stand scattered around, talking very quietly, looking towards the parlor from time to time.

Zhuangzi's living room is very large, and dozens of people have been entertained in it.

Five eminent monks including the abbot Fangzheng of the North Shaolin, the heads of each courtyard of the South Shaolin, as well as Zuo Lengchan of the Songshan School and his subordinate Thirteen Taibao.

The person who received him was Zhang Wenqing. To prevent accidents, Hu Yuanqing, Lei Zong, and Lin Pingzhi were all present.

Even Yue Buqun and his wife came to the scene. When they saw Zuo Lengchan, they were stunned for a moment, but they pretended not to know each other and sat with the Nanshan gang without even saying hello.

The two sides chatted about some interesting things in the Jianghu, but did not directly involve the ownership of the Southern Shaolin industry, and they were obviously waiting for someone.

Finally, the person they were waiting for came.

Xu Zhengping turned in from the back door, bypassed the statue of Guan Gong placed in front of the hall, raised his hem, sat in the upper seat by himself, greeted Fang Zheng and others, and declared his identity as the lord of this place.

All actions appear calm and calm, and they are all polite and polite to those who should greet well, such as the monks of Northern Shaolin.

For the southern Shaolin monks who obviously had another purpose, they just perfunctory, so angry that Pu En and others looked gloomy.

As for Zuo Lengchan, who was once an enemy, Xu Zhengping sneered, and said domineeringly: "Sect Leader Zuo is so brave, I won't go to the north to find you, how dare you throw yourself into a trap."

(End of this chapter)