After Mu Qingxiao left, a woman in a long white dress and a bamboo hat came out. Her face was covered with a white veil, revealing only a pair of beautiful watery eyes. She looked at the Xixia warriors, who were as still as wood, with excitement in her eyes.
The woman in the white dress took off her veil, revealing her beautiful face. It was Li Qingluo. "Little bastard, at least you have some conscience. I didn't waste my time following you. However, this guy actually helped A gang of beggars to frame him. I don't know what he is planning."
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In the apricot forest, Bao Butong and the others were waiting. Wang Yuyan looked into the depths of the forest, her beautiful eyes full of worry. A figure appeared in her sight. Wang Yuyan could not wait to jump into his arms.
Bao Butong and the others quickly gathered around. Ah Bi kept asking if Mu Qingxiao was hurt.
Deng Baichuan asked, "Young master, where are we going next?"
Mu Qingxiao smiled and said, "The matter of A gang of beggars has come to an end. However, Master Xuan Bei of Shaolin Temple died in the Bodhi Precepts Temple after being hit by the Great Skanda Pestle. Shaolin will definitely investigate this matter. It is necessary to go to Shaolin Temple."
Hearing this, everyone nodded. This kind of thing naturally had to be explained clearly. They immediately set off for Shaolin Temple. It took them several days to get there from Wuxi City to Shaolin Temple.
The purpose of Mu Qingxiao's visit was not to explain the cause of Xuan Bei's death to Shaolin Temple, but to find his cheap father, Murong Bo. He did not forget that Murong Bo definitely had the strength of a guru.
On this day, Mu Qingxiao and the others stayed in an inn. They heard people around them talking about Qiao Feng.
"There are so many things happening in Jianghu recently. First, the deputy leader of A gang of beggars died tragically at home. Finally, the Khitan thief Qiao Feng's identity was exposed by A gang of beggars. He resigned from his position and disappeared. I'm afraid Ma Dayuan's death has something to do with him."
"That's right. I heard that Qiao Feng was a greedy wolf. He was afraid that Ma Dayuan would take away his position as the Gang Leader, so he killed him at home. Not only did he kill his adoptive parents, Zhao Qiansun and the others have also fallen into his hands."
"A few days ago, I heard that Qiao Feng fought with Nan Murong in Wuxi. In the end, Nan Murong won. In the apricot forest, A gang of beggars heroes was killed by Xixia warriors. It was Nan Murong who saved them."
"Of course. Qiao Feng, the Khitan thief, is not worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as Nan Murong. What's more, he won't be arrogant for long. In half a month, the You brothers and A gang of beggars will join hands to hold the Heroes Assembly to suppress that bastard, Qiao Feng."
"However, I heard that the Shaolin Temple is going to seek justice from Nan Murong at the Heroes Assembly. After all, Master Xuan Bei died because of the Shifting Stars!"
"In my opinion, Ma Dayuan's death probably has nothing to do with Nan Murong. Master Xuan Bei's death is also strange. Maybe someone is framing Nan Murong. Everything will be clear at the Heroes Assembly."
While drinking tea and listening to the discussions of the people of Jianghu, Mu Qingxiao's mouth curved into a smile. It seemed that Lee Qingluo didn't turn a deaf ear to her words. The things she instilled in her were quite useful.
According to the development of the plot, Qiao Feng would go to the Shaolin Temple next. Aju might have already stolen the Yi Jin Jing. There was no time to lose. Tonight, she would go and see her cheap father.
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That night, the bright moonlight shone on the majestic Grand Hall of the Shaolin Temple. The blue bricks and yellow tiles made it look particularly magnificent.
Mu Qingxiao was dressed in black clothes and a black veil on his face. He curled his lips and said, "This Shaolin Temple is built so magnificently. I don't know how much money it took from the people. It's really a waste of money."
As soon as Mu Qingxiao floated into the Shaolin Temple, he felt his scalp go numb. After the transformation of the Imperial Girl Heart Sutra, his abilities in all aspects had been greatly improved, especially his alertness. As soon as he stepped into the Shaolin Temple, he felt that someone was looking at him.
He had already suppressed his breath to the minimum, but he still couldn't escape from this person's eyes. There was no doubt that only the Sweeping Monk could have this kind of strength.
Sure enough, the Sweeping Monk was a super master who could easily suppress his cheap father and Xiao Yuanshan.
Mu Qingxiao suppressed the shock in his heart. He knew that the Sweeping Monk was warning him. It seemed that he had underestimated the Sweeping Monk. If the Sweeping Monk wanted to kill him, he didn't know if he could resist.
Mu Qingxiao's Wave-like Subtle Steps did not cause a trace of movement as he quickly shuttled back and forth between each of the Shaolin Temple's main halls. His goal was naturally the Sutra Depository. His cheapskate father was definitely peeking at Shaolin's lost arts there.
Soon, Mu Qingxiao arrived at the Sutra Depository. He gently pushed the door open and entered. As soon as he entered the Sutra Depository, the smell of sandalwood rushed to his face. As far as the eye could see, there were bookshelves full of scriptures.
Suddenly, Mu Qingxiao's face turned cold because he felt a strong internal force coming at him from behind. However, his heart was full of disdain. He thought to himself, "Grandmaster, with such a strong internal force, it must be Xiao Yuanshan."
The palm seemed slow, but it was actually as fast as lightning. It was about to hit Mu Qingxiao's back. Just as he was about to make a move, a cold snort came from the Sutra Depository. The strength of the internal force was also at the Grandmaster level.
The latter pointed his finger in the air, and a finger condensed by internal force shattered the fierce palm wind.
Xiao Yuanshan looked into the darkness and said in a deep voice, "Who are you? You and I have fought three times, and neither of us can do anything to the other. This person entered the Sutra Depository, and our whereabouts might be exposed. Why do you have to save him?"
In the darkness of the Sutra Depository, a hoarse voice sounded. "Of course, I have a reason to save him. I'm afraid this has nothing to do with you. It's none of your business."
When he heard that, Mu Qingxiao's lips curled into a smile. If he guessed correctly, the man in the darkness was his cheap father, Murong Bo. The finger in the air just now should be the Joined Finger!
The two of them did not know each other's identities. Xiao Yuanshan's hatred for Gusu's Murong family was not small. If he knew that this was Murong Bo, he might flip half of the Shaolin Temple over.
Of course, this was under the condition that the sweeping monks did not make a move.
Xiao Yuanshan said angrily, "You're really arrogant. No matter what, this person can't be left alive."
Murong Bo smiled sinisterly and said, "I have to save him. I'd like to see how capable you are to be able to kill someone in my hands."
When he heard that, Mu Qingxiao was speechless. He really wanted to ask, "Who gave you such confidence?"
Regardless of whether it was Xiao Yuanshan or his cheap father, they both treated him as a weakling that they could do whatever they wanted to him. Mu Qingxiao really wanted to rush up and beat the two of them down. Then, he would spit on each of them and despise them.
However, for the sake of the big picture, he had to endure this kind of thing. Otherwise, it would not be good if things got out of hand.
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