Chapter 166: The Clown

After hearing this, everyone had different thoughts.

Qiao Feng and Feng Yi admired Xue Muhua for being worthy of the title of miracle doctor. Just by taking Ah Zhu's pulse, he not only recognized her boxing skills correctly, but also described the situation during the fight accurately. Qiao Feng understood that as long as Miracle Doctor Xue was willing to save Ah Zhu, her life would be saved.

Xuan Nan and Xuan Ji were skeptical, and both thought: "How could there be someone in this world who can use the Great King Kong Fist?"

They and Xuan Ci were taught by the same master, and they worked very hard to learn the Vajra Fist, but due to their limited talents, they were unable to master it, but they did not feel any regrets.

This is because it usually takes more than a hundred years for the Shaolin school to find an exceptional genius who can master the Vajra Fist.

The secrets of practicing the martial arts were recorded in detail by the great monks of previous generations in the martial arts classics. Sometimes, none of the hundreds of monks in the temple could master the skills, but the skills were not lost. However, it is hard to believe that there are masters of this art outside of Shaolin.

Xuan Ji's lips moved, hesitating to speak. He wanted to ask Doctor Xue, "Was she really hit by the Great King Kong Fist?"

However, he also knew that saying this would imply doubt about Doctor Xue's medical skills, which was extremely disrespectful.

He immediately looked at Qiao Feng and said, "You sneaked into Shaolin Temple the night before last and killed my Senior Brother Xuanku. You also blocked my Senior Brother Abbot's Vajra Fist. Let me ask you, if my Senior Brother Abbot's fist had hit this little girl, would she still be alive?"

The night before, Xuan Ci, Xuan Nan and Xuan Ji attacked Qiao Feng together. Qiao Feng blocked Xuan Ci's Vajra Fist. He had already flown onto the roof, but he lost his balance on the eaves, his knees went weak, and he fell down again.

Xuan Ji and Xuan Nan were all aware of the power of the Great King Kong Fist. Qiao Feng had never encountered such a powerful opponent since he started to walk the rivers and lakes. But how could he admit the crime of killing Xuan Ku? Qiao Feng shook his head and said, "Master Xuan Ku is my mentor. I have not repaid him for his kindness. I would rather die than kill my mentor."

Xuan Ji's eyes spit fire when he heard this, and he angrily said, "Qiao Feng, you still want to deny it? Then what about the Shaolin monk you kidnapped? Wasn't that also something you did?"

Qiao Feng thought to himself, "The 'Shaolin monk' I kidnapped is clearly right in front of you now." He said, "Master, I kidnapped a Shaolin monk. May I ask who that monk is?"

Xuan Ji and Xuan Nan looked at each other, speechless.

They did see Qiao Feng capture a Shaolin monk when he escaped the night before, but when they checked all the monks in the temple, they found that not a single one was missing. This was so strange that they were truly baffled.

Feng Yi saw that the two monks didn't believe that others would use the Vajra Fist, but he didn't expect that Azhu was the monk in disguise.

He also kept staring at Ah Zhu for a long time. If he was not a prophet, he would not be able to see her true appearance. He was really impressed by her disguise skills.

Doctor Xue interrupted and said, "Brother Qiao was alone. He entered and left Shaolin Temple the night before last without any injury. He even kidnapped a Shaolin monk. This is strange. There must be something strange going on. What you said is not entirely true."

Shaolin Temple is known to be the authentic place for martial arts in the world, with many masters. He did not believe that Qiao Feng's martial arts were that powerful. However, these words made Xuan Ji and Xuan Nan pale and speechless.

When Qiao Feng was in Xuanku's room that night, there were more than ten monks with the surname Xuan. Shaolin Temple was different from other temples. Those with high seniority must also have profound martial arts skills, and each of them was a first-class master of Shaolin Temple.

The top masters of Shaolin Temple were naturally also the top masters in the martial arts world. With their reputation for martial arts, each of them was a well-known figure in the martial arts world. However, Qiao Feng blew out the candle with his breath and disappeared right under their noses.

Not to mention killing or capturing him, they didn't even have the slightest idea how he escaped.

Later, Xuan Ci, Xuan Ji, and Xuan Mao had a big fight with Qiao Feng in Bodhi Temple, but they managed to escape with someone in their arms.

If Qiao Feng hadn't come to Shaolin and shouted loudly that Master Xuanku had passed away, almost everyone in the temple would have known about it.

They wanted to conceal this shameful matter.

Qiao Feng reiterated, "Master Xuan Ku is my mentor, and I definitely did not kill him. I definitely did not kidnap a Shaolin monk from Shaolin Temple the night before. There are many things you don't understand, and there are many things I don't understand either."

"Haha," Feng Yi chuckled, "What's there to not understand?"

Qiao Feng was stunned and asked, "May I ask for your advice?"

Feng Yi said leisurely: "Obviously someone is plotting to ruin your reputation in order to achieve their ulterior motives. Why would you need to teach me about such an obvious thing?"

Qiao Feng was so happy that his eyebrows were shining with joy. He shouted, "Do you believe that I am not a Khitan, and not the evil person who killed my parents and my mentor?"

Qiao Feng was smart and capable, and had long anticipated that there must be a major conspiracy hidden in this. However, the man who played the game of power had a strong strategy and arranged everything in an orderly manner, making his actions look ridiculous in the eyes of everyone. No one believed what he said, which made him most angry. However, Feng Yi, a strange master, believed him.

It was like a ray of light in his darkness, and he was extremely happy.

Feng Yi smiled and said, "Regarding whether you are a Khitan or not, I am not your parent, so this question is indeed difficult to answer."

Qiao Feng looked at him, his eyes were sharp at one moment, then hesitant, and finally he sighed, "That's true!"

Feng Yi smiled and said, "But in order to save the life of a little girl who is not related to you, you risked your life and went to the meeting alone. This heroic demeanor is not comparable to Guan Yu, but it is also that of a real man, a good man, respectable and admirable! I will never believe that someone like you can attack your parents and mentor.

I believe that some of the wisest people present here would not believe this fallacy!"

These words immediately shocked the crowd and they all started talking about it.

The implication is that those who believe in it are not wise people? If the blood of Yun Zhonghe and Tan Qing had not dried yet, they really wanted to ask Feng Yi for advice.

Xuan Ji raised his eyebrows and suddenly said, "Your Excellency, are you saying that our temple is wrongly accusing Qiao Feng? The novice monk who served Senior Brother Xuan Ku was standing at the window and saw with his own eyes that Qiao Feng hit Senior Brother Xuan Ku on the chest with his palm.

He saw the man's clothes and appearance clearly, saying that he was wearing a gray cloth, had a square face, upturned eyebrows, a big mouth and big ears. Let my senior brother beat him, that expression and behavior, is it fabricated? "

Feng Yi smiled slightly and thought, "Who made his father look exactly like Qiao Feng?"

Then Qiao Feng said, "Two great monks, I definitely did not kill my parents or my teacher.

I rushed back to Shaoshi Mountain that day, and as soon as I entered the door, I saw that my parents had been murdered. It happened that the senior monks of your sect arrived, and I heard from them that they had received a message and came to rescue us.

They think I did it.

I had no choice but to restrain them and ask them how they knew that my parents were in trouble.

Who informed them of this news?

But several masters thought that I was going to find out who reported the news and then harm him. Qiao knew that the misunderstanding was getting deeper and deeper. No matter what I asked, they regarded it as an interrogation, so I left.

Later I thought it through. The murderer didn't kill my parents at such a coincidence. He just happened to do it half an hour before I returned home. He had planned it long ago.

After the thief made his move, he immediately informed the monks of your sect that I was on my way to Shaoshi Mountain and was going to kill my parents to silence them. The monks of your sect were chivalrous and wanted to save my parents, but they bumped into me, which led to a misunderstanding.

I knew very well that the only person in this world who knew the truth about my life experience was Master Xuan Ku. I had to be on guard against the murderer trying to do something more ruthless and put the crime on me, so I sneaked into Shaolin Temple to meet Master.

Who knew that the murderer really disguised himself as me and killed Master Xuanku, causing him to think that it was my disciple who did this and he died with his eyes wide open! "

Everyone saw that as Qiao Feng spoke, his eyes became moist and he was obviously very sad.

Those who knew him were all surprised.

Little did he know that Qiao Feng had suffered many injustices in recent days and felt depressed and helpless. He knew clearly that someone was framing him, but he had no clue.

He had been holding these words in his heart for a long time. Today, he met a confidant like Feng Yi and was able to tell him all his guesses. For him, it was a way to vent.

Feng Yi said: "In fact, this matter couldn't be clearer. Think about it, Qiao Sanhuai and his wife don't know martial arts, so it's not difficult to kill them at the right time. But Master Xuanku is so skilled in martial arts, and he is in the Shaolin Temple where there are so many masters. The murderer was able to hit him in the chest with one palm.

It can be seen that his martial arts skills have reached the pinnacle. Since someone was standing at the window, he could not only see the process of his crime, but also see his face.

Haha, a martial arts master like that must be very sensitive. How could a little monk like him escape his eyesight? Don’t you think this is too strange?”

Suddenly, a clear voice was heard saying, "Master Feng made this inference, but how come he didn't know that this was a conspiracy between Qiao Feng and others?

Wasn't our gang's deputy leader Ma the one who was murdered by the conspiracy between Qiao Feng and Murong Fu, one in the open and the other in secret?

Oh, I'm not saying that Master Feng is making unwarranted assumptions. Maybe Master Feng was also deceived by Qiao Feng's past behavior."

Everyone looked towards the person who was speaking, and saw a middle-aged beggar walking out from the crowd of Beggar Gang members.

He is Quan Guanqing, nicknamed "Shifang Xiucai". He is resourceful and skilled in martial arts. He was once the leader of the Eight Bags in the Beggars' Sect, whose status was second only to the six elders.

Qiao Feng squinted and said, "Quan Guanqing, I'll say it again, Master Murong and I are strangers, let alone the fact that I worked with him to kill Brother Ma!"

"Master Qiao, you are also a well-known figure, don't you feel guilty for saying this?" Quan Guanqing laughed coldly, "Everyone, Master Qiao and Murong Fu came together to Tianning Temple that day and saved us from Xixia Yipintang, and we were very grateful.

He refused to recognize Murong Fu, and today in front of all the heroes in the world, he still said the same thing. I ask, can we trust such a person? "

The members of the Beggars' Sect, Mr. Tan, Mrs. Tan, Shan Zheng and others all looked at Qiao Feng with disdain and talked about him.

You passed it to me, I passed it to you, and I heard it clearly.

It turned out that in the incident in the Xingzilin, Qiao Feng first released Murong Fu's men, saying that they were all heroes. Later, Kang Min, Quan Guanqing, Xu Chongxiao and others revealed Qiao Feng's Khitan identity, and Qiao Feng's folding fan appeared in the Ma family.

The Beggars' Sect suspected that Qiao Feng used Murong Fu to kill Ma Dayuan, but Qiao Feng always denied knowing Murong Fu.

But on that day, Duan Yu and Azhu pretended to be Qiao Feng and Murong Fu to rescue the Beggars' Sect who were captured by the Xixia Yipintang. Someone happened to release the "Sad and Soft Breeze", and someone wrote four lines of words on the pink wall, four words in each line: "Give him what he has done to you, and turn away the poisonous wind, and the jade will return to you."

This is obviously Murong Fu's work.

The Beggars' Sect was saved by "Qiao Feng", and everyone was grateful. However clever Qiao Feng was, how could he have guessed that someone would impersonate him and come to Tianning Temple to save everyone just a moment ago? So he came to Tianning Temple, listened to the Beggars' Sect's inquiries, and denied that he knew Murong Fu, let alone saved people with him.

As for the members of the Beggar Gang, they clearly saw "Qiao Feng" and "Murong Fu" coming to Tianning Temple together, talking and laughing, and looking very affectionate. It was obviously not their first acquaintance. Naturally, they were very surprised to hear Qiao Feng deny it.

Some people guessed that he had encountered many misfortunes in the past few days, which led to his mental disorder; some people thought that Qiao Feng had other secret plans to deal with the Western Xia people, so he was unwilling to admit it in front of the Western Xia enemies; some people guessed that Ma Dayuan was indeed killed by Murong Fu through him, and for fear of the conspiracy being exposed, he simply denied knowing Murong; some people guessed that he was planning to take over the position of leader of the Beggars' Sect and was making some plans; and some people were convinced that he was working for the Khitan, both to rebel against the Western Xia and to harm the Song Dynasty.

Everyone had different guesses in their minds, with all kinds of emotions mixed together, including regret, admiration, sadness, resentment, contempt, and hatred, so when they heard that he had killed his parents and master, they almost believed it.

Because Qiao Feng didn't even admit what they had seen with their own eyes, it was obvious that he was no longer the leader of the Beggars' Sect who kept his word, was upright, and was benevolent and righteous.

Feng Yi knew this very well. Although Duan Yu and Azhu had good intentions and wanted to help Qiao Feng and Murong Fu, they did not expect that the real Qiao Feng would suddenly arrive.

As luck would have it, it also dealt a blow to Qiao Feng's reputation.

Once a person in Jianghu loses his credibility, it is difficult for him to survive! This is evident from the fact that the four evil men, who do not hide the fact that they are bad guys, all pay attention to keeping their words.

So when Qiao Feng was accused of killing his parents and master, no one believed him no matter how he explained.

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Because how can a person who lies in public without batting an eyelid be credible?

Therefore, Qiao Feng's life is indeed a tragedy.

He was framed by the woman who liked him and his own father, but his good brothers and wife also unintentionally fanned the flames.

Qiao Feng heard people saying that he clearly knew Murong Fu, but he denied it.

He knew that the two elders, Song and Wu, of the Beggars' Sect would not resort to trickery or schemes, and this was obviously true.

Even though Qiao Feng had a strong willpower like a mountain, he was still confused at this moment, and felt as if his heart was sinking into a bottomless abyss.

Ah Zhu felt as if she had been hit on the head with a club. Golden flowers danced in her eyes and she heard the chirping of cicadas in her ears. She understood what she heard.

Her behavior with Duan Yu that day did not bring any benefits to Qiao Feng, but instead caused everyone to misunderstand him even more.

But she wanted to explain, but she didn't dare.

Because once she said in front of everyone that she was the one who disguised herself, then she would no longer be able to hide the fact that she was beaten for stealing scriptures in Shaolin Temple and that Qiao Feng took her away.

If he knew that he entered Shaolin for the young master, Qiao Feng would be even more confused. His heart was suddenly in a state of confusion and he felt as if he was about to faint.

Feng Yi sneered and said, "Everything about Qiao Feng was carefully planned and well-intentioned! The people who planned it are all talented."

Quan Guanqing laughed and said, "Your Excellency only relies on conjecture and Qiao Feng's own account, and you want to gain people's trust. Master Feng is indeed a man with ulterior motives."

Feng Yi didn't even look at him, and said calmly: "To be honest with you, I asked you before, are you dealing with Qiao Feng because he is a Khitan or because of his atrocities!

If it is a conflict between Han and Hu, it has its origins. Everyone kills me and I kill you, and we have always been ruthless. It is understandable that some of the means are cruel.

So if you want to talk about the conflict between Han and Hu, why waste time talking to Qiao Feng? No matter if he is guilty or not, just kill him with your swords!

But we are all righteous heroes in the martial arts world, and we must have a legitimate reason and list our crimes.

However, if the crime is punished according to the facts, people must be convinced.

But the so-called Heroes Conference was manipulated by some evildoers, which is really infuriating! "

Doctor Xue couldn't help but ask, "Why...why are you talking like that?"

Quan Guanqing laughed coldly, "Since Master Feng has insisted on accusing us of wrongly accusing Qiao Feng, then that is up to you. We have nothing to say. So, Master Feng, will you fight with all of us to defend the Way, or will you join hands with these Khitan barbarians and brutal demons and become their accomplices?"

Once these words were spoken, the intention was clear.

If Feng Yi continues to speak up for Qiao Feng, he will be the public enemy of the Han people.

Qiao Feng felt deep regret: "I acted rashly, and my death is not a pity, but this time I have exhausted this good man!"

So at this point, Qiao Feng sighed, "Master Feng, I have found a bosom friend today, and I will die with no regrets! I can only blame fate for playing tricks on me. I hope you will not show mercy when you kill me. If I can die in your hands, it will be a comfort to me in my life."

Qiao Feng saw that he had enemies all over the world and did not want to implicate Feng Yi, so he directly asked him to attack him to make his position clear.

However, Feng Yi was a stubborn man who would not move even if he was pulled away. He immediately became angry and stood up. With a fierce look in his eyes, he shouted, "Quan, you are just a clown, and you are not qualified to point fingers at me, Feng. Come on, let's get closer."

Without lifting his feet or moving his hands, he had actually already passed two meters and was heading towards Quan Guanqing.

Feng Yi's movements were fast and illusive. Everyone screamed "Aiya!" and a white light flashed. A sword and a mace fell from the left and right.

They were the two elders of the Beggars' Sect, Wu and Song. They were all members of the Beggars' Sect, so how could they just ignore Feng Yi's attack on Quan Guanqing?

Feng Yi didn't even look at it, but just flicked his sleeves, and with a clang, Elder Wu's ghost-head knife picked up Elder Song's iron mace. He grabbed Quan Guanqing's shoulder with his left hand, and he quickly stretched out his left arm to block, and with his right hand, he struck out with force.

At this time, the two elders Xi and Chen also raised their weapons and attacked, either slashing or chopping. Feng Yi kicked back with his left foot and hit Elder Xi in the chest. He screamed and immediately bled profusely and fell to the ground.

Before Quan Guanqing's palm could hit him, Feng Yi's palm circled, grabbed him and directly grabbed his shoulder.

Quan Guanqing was very surprised. He didn't expect that Feng Yi could be captured even when he was surrounded by several elders. He couldn't help but scream in pain, feeling weak all over.

At the same time, with a click, Feng Yi spun around and cut off Elder Chen's arm with the edge of his palm.

Elder Xu struck Feng Yi on the back of the head with his palm. Feng Yi sneered, grabbed him with his left hand, and swung out with his right hand.

There was a loud bang, and strong energy splashed between the two of them, and Elder Xu fell back.

Mr. and Mrs. Tan were good friends with Xu Chongxiao. They were horrified and both rushed forward to help.

"Can't answer it!"

When Qiao Feng's shout reached his ears, Mr. Tan and Mrs. Tan's fingers had already touched Elder Xu's back.

But I felt a strong force coming, followed by a loud shout: "Have mercy!"

There was a loud sound of wind, and Grandma Tan felt a strong force pulling her to the left. It was Zhao Qiansun, and the two of them rolled a long distance on the ground.

When he glanced at it from the side, he saw Elder Xu staggering and falling to the ground, and Mr. Tan also fell to the ground, his eyelids as pale as paper.

Feng Yi flicked his sleeves and quickly jumped back to the chair with Quan Guanqing.

The heroes were all dazzled by Feng Yi's tactics, speechless and unable to speak.

Feng Yi was indeed very good at beating Yun Zhonghe, but there were many people with better martial arts than him. For example, the four elders of the Beggars' Sect, Chen, Song, Xi and Wu, were on par with him. Elder Xu, Mr. and Mrs. Tan, Zhao, Qian and Sun were all better than him.

However, in just a blink of an eye, Feng Yi, under siege by the four elders of the Beggar Gang, captured Quan Guanqing, defeated Xu Chongxiao, and knocked down Mr. and Mrs. Tan. Although his martial arts were just ordinary grappling techniques and mountain-splitting palms, they were varied, especially his speed, which was as fast as a startled wild goose and as fast as lightning, making the onlookers dazzled and seeing extraordinary skills in ordinary places.

The masters on the field all thought: "This guy's martial arts skills are so advanced. If I fight him, how many moves can I block?"

Thinking of this, everyone felt a chill in their spine as they looked at Feng Yi, who had a relaxed expression and a smile on his face. Everyone felt in danger.

But they were all surprised. Feng Yi looked to be in his twenties at most. How could his martial arts skills reach such a level?

“Great job!”

Even though Qiao Feng was a skilled martial artist, he could not help but be moved and praised him out loud.

Feng Yi said: "My kung fu is just mediocre, how dare I accept Brother Qiao's praise."

Qiao Feng smiled faintly. He didn't think Feng Yi was being modest.

Because he saw that Feng Yi's eyes were full of desolation, as if this scene made him very dissatisfied.

Thanks to the book friend "Haikuotian Air Conditioning" for the reward.

(End of this chapter)