Chapter 214 Bring Ye Erniang and Her Evil Son Here
"The Murong family has arrived too!"
The heroes in the world suddenly saw a team of hundreds of people arriving, from all three religions and nine schools.
Murong Fu was riding on a tall horse, followed by four cavalrymen, including the four ministers of the Murong family. Two large purple silk flags fluttered in the wind and spread flat in the air. Each flag was decorated with five bright red embroidery patterns. The big characters in blood: "Gusu Murong Fu."
"Abbot Xuanci, all heroes in the world, the Beggar Clan is now crowned with courtesy!"
Among the beggar gang, Quan Guanqing walked out from behind Xu Xin, came to the front of the heroes and said loudly: "Everyone, our country in the Central Plains, Yanyun, has not yet returned, and there are enemies on all sides. There is Dali in the south, Xixia and Tufan in the west. , there is Daliao in the north, and the four barbarians are watching eagerly.
The Song Dynasty had few soldiers and few generals, and the country was fragile. It was all thanks to the support of our martial arts heroes and comrades in the martial arts world that we could resist powerful enemies externally and eliminate traitors internally. "
Quan Guanqing's words are still very popular in this era. Even though the Song Dynasty continued to suppress the warriors, the warriors still had a sense of loyalty and loyalty to protect the country. His words made sense to all the heroes. :"Not bad!"
Quan Guanqing continued: "In recent years, the Song Dynasty has become increasingly troubled by foreign aggression, and the burden on everyone's shoulders has become heavier day by day. We should work together to face the difficulties together.
However, there are different sects and gangs, but you are fighting against me, and everyone cannot work together. Xiao Feng, a Khitan man, killed many heroes in Juxian Village, and the old monster Xingxiu from Xingxiu Sea in the Western Region also caused chaos in the Central Plains, killing two Shaolin monks in a row, leaving the Shaolin sect helpless..."
As soon as Quan Guanqing said these words, all the monks in the Shaolin Temple showed angry expressions. These two incidents were a slap in the face of Shaolin.
"Come here, bring Ye Erniang and his scoundrel!"
Quan Guanqing suddenly shouted loudly, and several Beggar Clan disciples brought the two people up. Ye Erniang's charm was still there, but the scars on her face were a bit scary. Monk Xu Zhu, who was next to her, was a little scared. The scene in front of him is still in front of him.
"Ye Erniang? Ye Erniang who does all kinds of evil among the four evil people?"
"Does Ye Erniang have such an old son?"
"I heard that her son went crazy after being caught, so he always likes to snatch other people's children, play with them cruelly and then kill them!"
"This... this is a monk! Are you sure he's not Ye Erniang's lover? But her son?"
"Xu Zhu, how can it be Xu Zhu?"
"Amitabha, Xu Zhu is Ye Erniang's child?"
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When the heroes in the world saw Ye Erniang and Xu Zhu, they talked a lot and pointed. Among the Shaolin monks, some recognized Xu Zhu and chanted Amitabha one by one. The Shaolin abbot Xuan Ci kept watching. Looking at the mother and son, the beads in her hands were spinning very fast.
"Everyone, the four villains are trying to bring trouble to the martial arts world. This Ye Erniang is even more inhumane. She specializes in killing babies. Every time she takes action, she brings unrest to a family. Can you imagine that a baby falls into the hands of such a female devil? God, how sad it must be to be a parent..."
As soon as Quan Guanqing said this, the whole audience was furious.
"This thief once harmed my brother's child, a baby who was less than one month old."
"My youngest son was taken away by her, damn bitch!"
"This bitch should be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts, and her son should not be spared!"
"This bitch's child is still alive. It's so blind."
"This bitch's son is a monk. He belongs to a monk's temple. I'll go and set him on fire!"
"Be careful with your words, be careful with your words, this seems to be a Shaolin monk."
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The crowds of people in the world were talking constantly, and some people from the Beggar Clan and various religions deliberately blended into the crowd to heighten the atmosphere. They immediately classified Ye Erniang and Xu Zhu, mother and son, into the ranks of heinous people.
In fact, if Xu Zhu had not shown his peerless martial arts in the battle with Ding Chunqiu in the original work, the fact that he was the son of Ye Erniang and Xuan Ci would definitely have caused a commotion in the martial arts world.
After the incident in the original work was exposed, Xuan Ci used his own death as a precept to calm everything down and save Xu Zhu. But this time, he couldn't help it.
"Our country, the Song Dynasty, is in dire straits, but our fellow warriors cannot work together as one, and we are sometimes oppressed by foreign countries. Therefore, we, the Beggar Clan, advocate the establishment of a martial arts leader. Everyone will follow the orders. If something big happens, we will not fall into chaos. .”
"Every alliance should have a prize for sacrificing the flag. If we, the Beggar Clan, capture Ye Erniang and her scoundrel son alive, it will be the prize for this hero's conference!"
"There are many heroes and talents here. Everyone has shown his/her skills. The last one will be the master of art. Ye Erniang and his evil son will be dealt with by him. The heroes will return to their hearts. Isn't this good?"
"Abbot Xuanci, do you agree or not?"
After Quan Guanqing finished speaking, all the heroes in the world looked at Shaolin Abbot Xuanci. This wave of pressure put Shaolin Temple.
According to the thoughts of some monks in the Shaolin Temple, let's put aside Ye Erniang and so on. Xu Zhu is a member of his Shaolin Temple, and he must be rescued first.
But the situation today is not good for him in Shaolin. First, the Shenshan people and his party and Jiumozhi came to trouble one after another, and now the Beggar Gang and the Murong clan are aggressive. Quan Guanqingli counted Ye Erniang's sins and aroused the anger of the people. Now they can no longer help them. .
Xuanci looked across the crowd and looked at Xu Zhu and Ye Erniang. The latter didn't say anything, but shook his head slightly. After a moment, Xuanci slowly said: "Elder Quan's words are indeed reasonable."
The moment Xuanci saw Ye Erniang and Xu Zhu, he knew that things couldn't be good today.
Although no one seems to know about the elder brother who took the lead in Yanmenguan after the deaths of Master Zhiguang, Xu Chongxiao and others, in the past there was internal strife among the Beggar Clan in the Apricot Grove, and no one can guarantee whether there is anyone who has read the letter but not yet Said, so his matter is not safe.
But now, Ye Erniang and Xu Zhu were brought together. It was probably because his biggest sin in his life was known to others. He was bringing someone to his door to force him to have a baby.
If he agrees to the martial arts competition to choose the leader, there are quite a few masters in Shaolin, and there is hope of winning the final victory, or he can find a way to suppress the matter.
If he didn't agree, people would directly expose his relationship with Ye Erniang and Xu Zhu. The Shaolin abbot had an affair with Ye Erniang and gave birth to a child, and allowed Ye Erniang to mutilate the baby. This would not only be a scandal, it would be a scandal that could subvert the Huge bomb from his Shaolin Temple.
Therefore, Xuanci did not choose to agree.
Shaolin agreed to hold a martial arts conference led by the Beggar Clan, and all the heroes in the world were eager to try, especially some young underachievers who wanted to take this opportunity to make a name for themselves. If you can stand out in this conference, you can become famous and gain status and benefits.
"Xu Qingfeng, a gang of beggars, asks the heroes of the world for advice!"
Xu Xin's voice echoed between heaven and earth, and the next moment he appeared outside the Shaolin Mountain Gate, a tyrannical internal force sweeping across all directions.
Smoke, dust, and rocks rolled, and a circle with a radius of nearly a hundred feet appeared in the field. The heroes fell silent, and countless people stared blankly at the independent figure in the field.