Zongwu: Well versed in ancient and modern times, you say I am a crow’s mouth

"Amitabha!" Xuan Xiao saluted the people of the rivers and lakes.

"You have come from afar, Shaolin has not greeted you, please forgive me."

"Xuanxi, less nonsense, let Xuanci come out!" At this time, someone pointed at Xuan Silent and scolded.

"Good, hurry up and let Xuanci come out, otherwise we will kill Ye Erniang immediately!"

"Amitabha!" At this time, a Buddhist trumpet came from a distance.

"Click..." Soon, a burst of footsteps sounded.

I saw hundreds of Shaolin disciples coming with long sticks in their hands, and the person at the head was Xuanci.

Today, he is not wearing an abbot's Zen robe, but a close-fitting white robe with a string of Buddhist beads in his hand.

"Amitabha!"

"You come to know that the sins that Lao Gu has committed naturally need to be repaid."

"Over the years, Ye Erniang has committed crimes, and Lao Gu also has an unshirkable responsibility!"

"Hehe, Xuanci, respect you are a man, today I am willing to fight with you for life and death!" At this time, another voice came from a distance.

"Swoosh, swoosh!" Two sounds of breaking the air sounded, and I saw Qiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan's father and son appear together in the center of the venue.

"Hey!" A sigh came from the Gang camp, everyone retreated in unison, and Hong Qigong walked out from the crowd.

"Xuanci, as the abbot of the Shaolin Temple, and at the same time the Taishan Beidou in the Great Song Rivers and Lakes, all these years, don't you really know the sins that Ye Erniang committed?"

"Daddy, it's the Seventh Prince!" Huang Rong looked at Hong Qigong and said with a smile.

"Daddy knows, don't talk, watch well!" Medicine Master Huang glanced at Hong Qigong.

"It turned out to be the Seventh Duke of Beiqi Hong, and the old man was polite." Xuanci immediately saluted.

"No, the old man can't afford your gift!" Hong Qigong immediately waved his hand.

"Why, aren't you going to answer my question just now?"

"Amitabha, I alone will bear everything that Er Niang committed!" Xuanci wanted to take the matter down.

"Er Niang, over the years, I really suffered you!"

"No, I'm not bitter, you can't say that you are suffering, it's really bitter!" Ye Erniang had already burst into tears, "All the heroes and heroes present, all the sins were done by me, my life is here, I can take it at any time!" "

"Hehe, what is bitter or not, even if there is great suffering, it can't implicate the anger to others, let alone a young baby!" Qiao Feng sneered.

"You steal a baby every day, play with it, and then kill it, and in the past twenty years, countless babies have died at your hands, can you have a trace of remorse in your heart?"

"Amitabha!" Xuanci said the trumpet again.

"Ah your mother, you know all day long uh, if it weren't for you, how could there be so many killings in the world?" Someone immediately stood up and pointed at Xuanci's nose and scolded.

"Presumptuous!" Xuan Yu scolded the man.

"Presumptuous? Lao Tzu is presumptuous, my daughter, who is less than a year old, was stolen by Ye Erniang, a thief and mother-in-law, Lao Tzu can't wait to eat her flesh and drink her blood! "

"You dare to do it, why doesn't Lao Tzu dare to say it? Have pity on my daughter, who is not yet a year old! At this point, the man squatted on the ground crying silently!

Looking at this scene, everyone present was silent, this is just a family, how many babies Ye Erniang has stolen over the years, and how many such families are facing this pain.

Even Xuan Lin was silent at the moment.

"This Ye Er Niang is really damned, Lao Tzu can't wait to cut her by a thousand cuts, and it is difficult to solve the hatred in my heart!"

"Yes, these two people, one scourge border, one scourge territory, no wonder there is such a relationship!"

"Listen to Ye Gongzi, they also have a son!"

"God really doesn't open his eyes, such a beast can also have a son!"

"Treadmill... Treadling..." The sound of two horses' hooves was particularly harsh in this quiet atmosphere.

These people from the rivers and lakes turned their heads one after another, and wanted to open their mouths to curse, but when they saw the people coming, they directly held the words in their mouths.

"Ye Gongzi, it's Ye Gongzi, he's here!"

"Ye Gongzi, you are here..."

"Ye Gongzi..."

Seeing everyone present greeting him one after another, Ye Chen smiled and nodded, holding his fist and saluting.

"Hey, these people are still weird!"

And A Zi on the side, seeing such a scene, his face was completely sluggish.

"You... You..."

Ye Chen glanced at her and didn't say anything.

"High... High man, it turns out ... You are that mysterious Ye Gongzi! Ah Zi stammered.

"It's just a false name, I'm just a nobody!" Ye Chen waved his hand.

"No, you are not a nobody, from today onwards, you are my idol, I will follow you, wherever you go in the future, I will follow!" Ah Zi said extremely seriously.

"Is it okay to bring me tea and pour water?" Ye Chen joked.

"Yes, yes, I can do it completely, don't say serve tea and pour water, just wash your feet, I am also willing!" Ah Zi hurriedly said, afraid that Ye Chen would not agree.

"Hehe, forget it, I don't have the habit of letting people wash my feet!"

"Master, oh no, Ye Gongzi, please don't drive me away, just let me follow you, okay!" Ah Zi immediately became coquettish.

"Stop! Stop, don't use this trick on me, since you want to follow, then follow, but there is one point, you have to listen to me! Ye Chen made a pause gesture.

"Well, I'll definitely listen to you!" Seeing that Ye Chen agreed, Ah Zi was extremely excited.

These days, what Ah Zi heard the most was Ye Chen's news.

Some people rumored that Ye Chen came from an extremely mysterious force.

It is also rumored that he can see the heavenly machine and know everything in the world.

It is even rumored that he is a heavenly immortal who came to this world to clear the wrongs of those who have been wronged.

Of course, if someone praises, there are those who denigrate.

Some people call him the messenger of hell, and wherever he goes, he dies, and they see him as the embodiment of a crow.

A mouth, like the crow's chirping, summons spirits in the world!

However, it is undeniable that with him, no matter where it is, it is extremely lively.

As a result, some people who like to watch the excitement have become loyal fans of Ye Chen.

As long as he heard someone slandering Ye Chen, he didn't say a word, and directly opened up.

Don't doubt the cultural level of a melon-eating mass, after all, they export dirty, which can make you doubt life.

Today, many people are suffering from it.