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Chapter 64 Framing Murong

After hearing this, the beggars looked at each other, not knowing whether this person was wrong or intentional. It was because Chen Ang had been too capricious since his appearance and had an unpredictable temper. Everyone had no idea of ​​his temperament.

Shaolin is the largest sect in the martial arts world, and has always been the pillar of the world and the leader of the righteous path. Chen Ang's words undoubtedly slandered and humiliated Shaolin's reputation. However, he was unhappy and angered, and he was also a court official. Everyone did not know whether he was unintentional or sarcastic, so they had to look at Master Zhiguang.

Master Zhiguang was silent for a while and sighed: "This grievance is all done by us, what does it have to do with Shaolin?"

"Monks don't lie! Master, have you eaten your face?" Chen Ang sneered: "Don't be the one who is the idiot. They don't know, don't you? The tragedy outside Yanmen Pass was the Xianbei rebellion and collusion with the scum of the martial arts world, creating a dispute between the Liao and Song dynasties, and want to trigger a war between the two countries and intend to restore the country. My Forbidden Martial Arts Hall has been investigating for many years."

When the Beggar Gang heard him humiliation and Master Zhiguang, they all looked indignant. When they heard the "Xianbei rebelled and colluded with the scum of the martial arts world", they were all shocked. Wu Changlao looked at the Murong family and the group who were cheering and alert, and couldn't help but speak out: "Is it that the leader is actually Murong Bo, who has long passed away in Yanziwu?"

Master Zhiguang, Zhao Qiansun, and Mr. Tan, all had strange expressions on their faces, as if they were ashamed, fearful, and open-minded. Shan Zheng snorted angrily, and with a single sword in his hand, he rushed towards Chen Ang, shouting sternly: "How come you, the dog official, are you so distorting black and white?"

His sword technique was fierce, and he slashed out with one sword and captured it with one hand. Everyone could not help but cheer for his neat body technique, and at the same time he was worried about him: Why is Shan Daxia so impulsive? He is a family and a career. If he provokes the imperial official, wouldn’t he be troubled? That’s right and wrong, and he is so hateful.

Unexpectedly, Chen Ang just shook his hand and took Danzheng's neck, shaking it off twice, and a clever force shook his muscles and bones, and he stretched his feet to the ground and stepped on his head.

"Iron-faced judge" Shan Zheng is also a well-known figure in the Central Plains martial arts world. No one here dares to speak lightly than him. Even Zhao Qiansun is only among the two, but now he is like a little baby, held in Chen Ang's hands, without any power to fight back, and was easily stepped on his head and humiliated. The audience was stunned.

"Is this person a monster?" Zhao Qiansun screamed strangely, shrank his body and hid behind him, his face full of fear. Po Tan knew that he had thought of a figure that looked like a god and a demon, so he wanted to step forward to comfort him. Chen Ang's martial arts shocked everyone present. How could Mr. Tan dare to let her leave her and quickly grabbed her.

The members of the Beggars' Sect couldn't react for a moment and hesitated aside. They had only one thought in their minds: This high-ranking official has such a powerful martial arts, is there such a master in the court?

Master Zhiguang couldn't help but say, "Governor Chen, Shan Zheng was just angry. If you have something to say, don't hurt his life."

"He is an important suspect. Not only will I not hurt him, but I will try my best to save his life." Chen Ang said indifferently: "Master Zhiguang, don't think I am a fool. I ask you, is the leader of the boss Xuanci of Shaolin Abbot Xuanci?"

Master Zhiguang folded his hands together, his face changed unpredictable, and a decisive aura faintly appeared on his body.

"You want to commit suicide? Think about it and talk about Shan Zheng!" Chen Ang stepped on Zhan Shan Zheng's head and forced him to shout. Master Zhiguang turned his head unbearably and said in a deep voice: "Amitabha! Donor, please let Shan Hero go! I wish I could take over it."

"Hero? He is worthy of it too?" Chen Ang sneered: "You still don't want to say it, then I'll tell you!"

"The Liao people plotted against the Shaolin Sutra Library. No matter how nice you say it or how charming the decoration is, it is always a private matter of Shaolin! The so-called Shaolin skills were learned by the Liao people, and the Song Dynasty would be in danger of national destruction, which was to put on a shaming. If this was the case, Shaolin widely spread martial arts in the Song Dynasty and the imperial guards practiced Shaolin skills, would it be possible to destroy Liao and Xia?"

"If this is the case, if you Shaolin does not offer martial arts, it will be a treason! Who wouldn't know that the more advanced the martial arts, the harder it is to improve. Without the true teachings of Shaolin, how many so-called unique skills have you mastered? The monks who are well-qualified in Shaolin and have practiced hard have you mastered the seventy-two unique skills? The so-called affairs of the Sutra Pavilion have nothing to do with the Song Dynasty."

Chen Ang sarcastically said, "This is the matter of Shaolin family. If you have to involve the life and death of the country, are you worthy of Zhao's surname?"

Master Zhiguang and those who experienced the past were all depressed. Although the Beggars' Gang was angry at Chen Ang's sarcastic tone, after thinking about it carefully, he felt that what he said was a little reasonable. At the moment, a bold person whispered: "This is indeed just a matter of the world. The martial arts world of the Song Dynasty is far better than that of the Liao people, but the Song Dynasty can only support it under the Liao people. It can be seen that martial arts does have nothing to do with national strength."

Zhao Qiansun said sharply: "We are working for the country, and it's your turn. Are you here to ridicule us?" His voice was sad, with a faint sense of injustice. It's true that anyone is kind-hearted but is beaten back, and I don't think he will go there calmly. Chen Ang also felt sympathetic in his heart. Unfortunately, these people are too low in IQ and often do bad things with kindness. The so-called teammates of pigs are so good that they should get rid of them early.

"Make efforts for the country? Who proves it?" Chen Ang said with a stern face: "I know that there was a traitor in you. The Murong family is the royal family of the Great Yan family and the Xianbei alien race. You will join him instigating the Liao and Song wars, intending to overthrow the rivers and mountains and make the two countries blood flow. You must know that most of the people of the Liao Kingdom are Han people. Is it wrong to say that you are scum in the martial arts world?"

"You are talking nonsense!" Zhao Qiansun burst into tears. He trembled and staggered, and said angrily: "This is not true, we did not do anything wrong! We were not used by others!" He suddenly reached out and grabbed Master Zhiguang's collar and asked sternly: "Tell me, did Murong Bo lie to us!"

Master Zhiguang lowered his head sadly and did not dare to look at him. Zhao Qiansun laughed loudly, his voice was extremely shrill. Whenever he was in the middle of the night, he always thought of the killing outside Yanmen Pass. He felt fear and regret in his heart. The only belief that supported him was the justice of serving the country and the people. Now his belief was on the verge of collapse, and it seemed like crazy.

"You are not a big mistake, but you are stupid and just deceived. The government does not pursue the mistakes of fools. What are you blaming yourself?" Chen Ang's figure flashed, and he pointed at Zhao Qiansun, causing him to fall down and fall into Tan Po's arms. Mr. Tan was both angry and helpless, and could only shake his head and sigh.

The five brothers of Shan quickly helped Shan Zheng up. Seeing that he was weak and could not stand up, he reached out and realized that Chen Ang had removed all his joints. This martial arts was really terrifying and terrifying, not to mention that he easily pointed out about Zhao Qiansun. Everyone present had a deep fear of Chen Ang.

"The real mistakes are those villains who have one thing in front of each other and one behind them, such as the leader who only has a name and no one knows his name!" Chen Ang looked at Zhiguang and smiled.

At this time, everyone guessed the origin of the leader. In addition to Abbot Xuanci of Shaolin, there was someone who could have such a position and fight for Shaolin. At that moment, some people showed dissatisfaction, and several disciples of the Beggars' Sect laughed sarcastically.

"I have a clear conscience, and Abbot Xuanci also has a clear conscience!" Zhiguang clasped his hands together and said loudly.

"If you have a clear conscience, why do you force Qiao Feng to do something? What do you think of me? Is this the so-called moral kidnapping? If you don't think you have done something wrong, why do you have to use various tactics to argue for yourself? Say, I'm sorry, I'm wrong! Is it so difficult? You are still a monk." Chen Ang sneered.

This was the words of the Beggar Gang disciples who were happy and filled with blood. Especially those lower-level disciples and Qiao Feng ate and drank meat. They deeply admired his loyalty, and were convinced and admired Qiao Feng. They all looked at Master Zhiguang with sneering eyes, making him close his eyes and shake his head.

"You, a monk, want to die on the ground when you mention that your baby wants to fall to death, and your compassion is not only not reflecting on yourself, but you feel that your heart is too soft. It shows that you have not had any repentance in the past few decades, and your compassion is all bullshit! The Liao people can still open their mouths to you, which shows that you, the monk, are in your mouth, not in your heart."

Chen Ang sighed and said, "Tell me, have you been repenting over the years? If you have this heart, you should resolve the grudges of two generations. But you hide and hesitate, just refuse to say the name of the leader. The desire for fame and fortune will harm people a lot!"

Master Zhiguang meditated on the ground, lowered his head and closed his eyes, and did not dare to say much.

"I suspect that you colluded with the Murong family. Because of this, you monks who became monks committed murder and did not seek to sacrifice themselves to pay their blood debts. Instead, they covered up their evil deeds from the leaders and said that you did not do it on purpose. Who would believe it?" Chen Ang shook his head and said.

Master Zhiguang saw that everyone in the Beggar Gang looked at him and was unable to defend himself: "I think Mr. Murong was also deceived. He had already died. He died like a lamp. Why should I pursue the matter behind him that disturbed him?"

"Who said Murong Bo is dead? Didn't he stay in the back mountain of Shaolin?" As soon as Chen Ang said this, the audience was in an uproar. Some radical elements of the Beggars' Gang had already picked up the dog-beating stick and wanted to hit Zhiguang's head.

Master Zhiguang looked up in shock and couldn't help asking: "Is this true?"

"When I ask Shaolin next month, you can come and see what happened. During this period, don't commit suicide because of the crime!" Chen Ang said: "Besides, you are not merciful to the victim, but you are merciful to the murderer who conspires to die; you are not ashamed of the orphan who is guilty, but you are concealed by someone who makes you make such a big mistake. Not only do you not be tolerant and accept the intention of cause and effect calmly, you are a persecution. It turns out that you are a Taoist monk."

He sighed deeply, showing the character of the actor.

"The people of Xuan Ci are false benevolence and righteousness, loyalty or treacherous, and it is difficult for people to distinguish between true love. As the saying goes, great loyalty is like treacherous, kindness is like falsehood. Of course, it is possible to reverse. I don't know if you are really false, and who is with Murong Bo, and only treats everyone equally and investigate them all."

Master Zhiguang said silently: "I was wrong. If the truth is so, please help me to be honest. Gangmao Qiao, I am sorry to him. I wish to pray for his parents throughout my life. In the Shaolin meeting, I will go there and I will give Gangmao Qiao an explanation."

The Beggars' Gang's impression of Chen Ang suddenly changed a lot. He was originally angry and felt that the court insulted the martial arts seniors, but now he actually felt that he was sarcastic and lamentable. Although Master Zhiguang was sad, he was not glorious. On the contrary, Chen Ang, although arrogant, his words made some sense, and he could be called impartial law enforcement.

Wu Changlao clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, the governor, for speaking up for my gang leader. At the Shaolin meeting, my Beggars' Sect will not be left behind. I will definitely give my gang leader Qiao a cleansing."

"It goes without saying that the matter of Deputy Gangma, Murong Bo must have done it!" Chen Ang said righteously: "Who is there so clear about the life experience of Gangma Qiao? Who has the magic of changing stars? Here he has all the motivations and conditions, and is also a Xianbei Hu Zong. I believe that my heart will not die in the Song Dynasty, so I will be here to provoke it."

Elder Wu and the disciples of the Beggars' Sect suddenly realized and said fiercely: "That's it, that's it!" Looking at the Murong family's eyes, they were vicious and indescribable anger. They firmly believed in this, and the whole Beggars' Sect was angry and wanted to kill to Yanziwu immediately to clean up Qiao Feng's innocence and avenge Ma Dayuan.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Elder Xu also followed suit and said, "I blamed Gang Master Qiao for wrongly!"

Only Kang Min and Quan Guanqing on the side seemed to have something to say. Bai Shijing stared at her fiercely, his eyes full of a desperate heart. Kang Min knew that if he dared to pour sewage on Qiao Feng again, Bai Shijing might have to kill her, and then commit suicide, so he quickly stopped.
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