Chapter 31 A Mother's Heart

Exhausted, the character lands on the ground after a brief encounter. Click on the mount to switch back to the Flying Sands mount.

The game character on the screen is loading.

Suddenly, a throwing knife pierced the forehead of the person who had just experienced the adventure, and the character's health bar dropped slightly.

Showing off an unexpected encounter automatically initiates combat, but the mount's loading bar is interrupted.

"Is there a wild monster?"

She swiped the screen to show off her amazing encounter and saw a burly man rushing towards her.

The healer, who possessed the Cloud Garment Heart Sutra, was unable to fight and could only use three dashes followed by a movement skill to try to create distance and automatically disengage from combat.

However, this red-named monster named Xiao Yuanshan was simply too fast. Even though he had shown off his extraordinary encounter and tried his best to run away, he was still caught up by the red-named monster.

Seeing no hope of escaping the battle, he became too lazy to struggle even after showing off his extraordinary encounter.

Turn off the martial arts assistant and quietly wait for the red-named monster to kill you so you can disengage from the battle.

Fortunately, this red-named monster dealt significant damage, unlike ordinary wild monsters that only scratch the surface. In just over ten seconds, the monster, having experienced a lucky encounter, was successfully brought down to the ground.

Click to return to camp and revive. The next second, Showdown respawns in a nearby town with a small knife stuck in his head.

Upon encountering this situation for the first time, Showman put away the knife.

Upon opening the map, I discovered that this place is closer to Shaolin Temple.

Showing off his extraordinary encounter, he nodded in satisfaction and secretly gave a thumbs up to the red-named monster named Xiao Yuanshan.

*********

“Benefactor Qiao, please have a vegetarian meal.”

A young novice monk came to the side room to bring Qiao Feng his lunch.

Qiao Feng accepted the food plate and bowed in thanks.

"Thank you, young master. May I ask, young master, is there any trace of that young lady?"

The young novice knew who Qiao Feng wanted to ask, and shook his head.

"I haven't heard my senior brothers mention it yet."

Lowering his eyes to suppress the disappointment in them, Qiao Feng politely thanked him, "Thank you for informing me, young master."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a commotion was heard outside.

Before Qiao Feng could ask what had happened, he heard a voice he would never forget.

"I heard that a master from your Shaolin Temple was murdered. Would you like to purchase a resurrection service?"

"Only five hundred gold coins, guaranteed quality and no future problems, a perfect resurrection of the deceased master, how about it?"

"It's that extraordinary person!" Qiao Feng's eyes lit up, and he immediately forgot about his previous agreement with Abbot Xuanci, leaping out of the room in one big step.

“Eh, Benefactor Qiao…”

The young novice monk didn't have time to stop him, and the temple's resident monks were no longer there. He could only watch helplessly as Qiao Feng approached the woman in pink.

"Miss Xiu, it's been so long! You've come at just the right time!"

"Who are you?" Showing off his adventures clearly meant he hadn't remembered the NPC's name or appearance.

Fortunately, Qiao Feng was easygoing and didn't mind. He simply reintroduced himself.

"My name is Qiao Feng. A few days ago, I asked you, young lady, to help revive Vice Chief Ma."

"Ah! It's you!" Showing off her extraordinary encounter and regaining her memories: "I remember you, you're the Beggar Clan leader who was wrongly accused, right?"

"I'm sorry, Chief Qiao, I have a bad memory and I'm a bit face-blind, so I can't remember right now."

"It's nothing," Qiao Feng shook his head. "But I'm no longer the leader of the Beggars' Sect. Just call me Qiao Feng, young lady."

Before Xiu could express her doubts about her extraordinary encounter, Qiao Feng continued, "You've come at the perfect time, young lady. There are three people in the temple waiting for your help to revive them."

"Three people?" Showing off his extraordinary encounter, his eyes lit up.

A big client!

The way he looked at Qiao Feng immediately became much more affectionate.

"Yes, three people."

Another somewhat weathered voice rang out; it turned out that Abbot Xuanci and the other elders of Shaolin Temple had heard the commotion and rushed over.

"Are you confident that you can resurrect them, young lady?"

Showing off his extraordinary encounter, he nodded firmly.

"Of course!"

"If you can afford the price, I can bring them back to life for you in no time."

"Long ago, I was just bones, but now I am made of flesh again; I have already lain in the Yellow Springs, but now I can see the heavens again."

As the skill announcements rang out one after another, the three corpses lying in the room awoke one by one.

"Father, Mother, Master!" Qiao Feng knelt down in front of them with joy.

"Who harmed you?"

Qiao Sanhuai hesitated for a moment and looked at Qiao Feng.

Master Xuanku suddenly spoke up: "It has already come to this point, why do you still need to pretend like this, Benefactor Qiao?"

Upon hearing this, everyone present was taken aback.

Could it be that the murderer is really Qiao Feng?

Qiao Feng was also taken aback, remembering what the little novice had said earlier, and quickly began to explain.

“Master, did a thief impersonate me and injure you? I have been on my way and only came to see you for the first time yesterday.”

Master Xuanku sighed, "You can impersonate someone's appearance and physique, but that thief's walking posture is very similar to yours, and he even used the Beggar Clan's famous Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms. How can this humble monk believe you?"

Hearing this, Qiao Feng was even more confused.

He turned to look at Qiao Sanhuai, only to see that his father had also turned his head away, avoiding his gaze.

Qiao Feng suddenly realized something and began to doubt himself.

"Such a coincidence should not exist in the world."

"Could it be that I've been driven mad by the previous news? Acting in my dreams, killing my parents and my mentor?"

"It's not Feng'er, the murderer isn't Feng'er!" a somewhat aged female voice rang out.

Qiao Feng looked up and saw his mother looking at him with tears in her eyes. He felt a pang of pain in his heart and quickly crawled to his mother's side.

Madam Qiao stroked Qiao Feng's face with both hands, speaking through tears.

"The murderer is not Feng'er."

"Although the murderer looks just like Feng'er, as a mother, I would never mistake my own child."

“Our Feng’er has always been filial. But the murderer’s eyes were devoid of any warmth when he looked at us, how could it be Feng’er?”

As she spoke, she desperately tried to recall the details of that day.

"Yes, I remember now." Just as Madam Qiao was about to speak, a throwing knife suddenly shot in through the window, piercing straight into her chest.

"Mother!"

Qiao Feng had his back to the window and failed to notice the anomaly in time. The others in the room were all drawn to Madam Qiao and were unable to stop her for the time being.

They could only watch helplessly as the throwing knife pierced Madam Qiao's chest, killing her once again, as she already had only a sliver of health left.

"Amitabha!"

Having failed to catch the man in black, Abbot Xuanci returned to his room first and looked at Xiu Chu's extraordinary encounter: "Could the female benefactor have resurrected Madam Qiao again?"

Show off your extraordinary adventures while keeping your persona in mind.

"As long as you have money, that's all that matters."

Hearing this, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.

Since the man in black wanted to kill Madam Qiao to silence her, it means that the person who killed the Qiao couple and Master Xuanku earlier might not have been Qiao Feng. Otherwise, there would be no need for him to kill them at this time.

However, the other party probably didn't expect that there would actually be someone in the world with the ability to bring the dead back to life, which is why they discovered his conspiracy.

It's just unknown what grudge the other party had against Qiao Feng that led them to devise such a vicious plan to make him unacceptable to the world.

Many thoughts came to mind, but reality only lasted a fleeting moment.

The disciple who entered handed the gold note back to Xiu Chuqi as instructed, and she began to chant again.

"Long ago, I was just bones, but now I am made of flesh again; I have already lain in the Yellow Springs, but now I can see the heavens again."

Mrs. Qiao opened her eyes again.

"Mother!"

This time, Qiao Feng stood in front of Madam Qiao to ensure that even if there were another attack, no one could get past him and hurt Madam Qiao.

“Feng’er, I remember now. Although the murderer looks like you, he has some white hair mixed in with his hair.”

As she spoke, she pulled Qiao Feng aside and ripped off his headscarf. A head of jet-black, shiny hair was revealed to everyone.

Mrs. Qiao continued, "As soon as that man came in, I noticed that his hair was a bit gray. I thought it was you, and fearing that he had suffered some sad event, I was about to ask him. Who knew he would suddenly kill me."

“Abbot, when I was cleaning up the scene of Master Xuanku’s accident, I found a few hairs on the ground, and there was indeed a white hair among them.”

“Amitabha,” Master Xuanku spoke again, “It seems that this old monk’s cultivation is still insufficient, and I have fallen into the villain’s trick of sowing discord.”

"Fortunately, Madam Qiao's kind heart allowed us to find the other party's weakness and clear Benefactor Qiao's name."

"I just don't know who this person is, that they would target Benefactor Qiao like this."

*********

Looking at the small knife in his backpack, he suddenly realized what had happened.

"I was wondering why I had hidden weapons with me after this resurrection; they were quest items!"

He took out the small knife from his backpack, showed off his adventure, and asked a question.

"Take a look, isn't this knife exactly the same as the one that just killed Madam Qiao?"

Upon hearing this, the NPCs, who had been in a slump, all turned to look at the person who had shown off their extraordinary encounter.

As the victim's son, Qiao Feng was the first to reach out and take the small knife from Xiu Chuqi's hand.

After carefully comparing them for a moment, an exclamation mark appeared above Qiao Feng's head.

Qiao Feng: "It is indeed exactly the same. Miss Xiu, where did you get this knife?"

"On the way to Shaolin Temple."

Showing off his extraordinary encounter, he calmly explained: "I was exhausted and was about to ride my horse forward when this dagger suddenly pierced my head, interrupting my progress."

"Then a red-named player rushed over and killed me in a few hits."

"..."

Abbot Xuanci: "That girl, what happened to you..."

“Oh,” Shower calmly replied, “I’ve been resurrected again.”

"..."

After a long silence, Qiao Feng finally spoke.

Qiao Feng: "Miss, do you remember what that person looked like?"

Now it was the turn of Xiu Chu's unexpected encounter to fall silent.

Who would remember what an ordinary red-named monster looks like?

“Oh, right,” Show-off suddenly remembered something.

"Although I don't remember what the other person looked like, I vaguely remember their name, something like Xiao something-shan?"

Abbot Xuanci: "Xiao Yuanshan!"

"Yes, that seems to be the name!" Showing off her adventure, she nodded affirmatively.

*********

Abbot Xuanci: "How could it be Xiao Yuanshan?"

Abbot Xuanci seemed to recognize this person, but he was quite puzzled at the moment.

"How could it be Xiao Yuanshan?"

As he spoke, he kept pacing back and forth in the same spot.

“Yes, since he looks just like Qiao Feng, why can’t he be Xiao Yuanshan?”

"It should be Xiao Yuanshan!"

Qiao Feng was completely confused. He only vaguely understood that Xiao Yuanshan seemed to be involved with him in some way.

A sense of foreboding welled up in Qiao Feng's heart. He couldn't help but feel anxious and quickly asked, "Abbot Xuanci, do you know this person?"

"Of course he knows him!"

A rough voice rang out, and a burly man pushed open the door and walked in.

Behind him were the temple's guardian disciples who had already fallen.

"He not only knows him, but he probably remembers him very well!"