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Jiang Fengyu never thinks that he is a good person.

He just has a clear sense of grudges, repaying favors with favors, and repaying grudges with resentments... But more often than not, he does things based on his own preferences!

If you don't like it, I'll kill you.

If I like you, I might be able to be an ordinary friend.

For example, Jiang Fengyu is very pleasing to the eye when looking at the Tianshan Child Elder, otherwise there would be so many things, just hold down and bang... Ah, bah, in short, it is very pleasing to the eye!

He looked up at the sky.

At this time, the sun was setting in the west and the sky was getting dark.

"Find an inn, rest for one night, and go to Shaolin tomorrow."

…

The next day.

Early in the morning, Jiang Fengyu and his party walked towards the Shaolin Temple.

Murong Fu was alone in a room last night, but unexpectedly there was no movement. He seemed to have completely given up the idea of ​​​​escape.

"Murong Fu."

Walking on the road, Jiang Fengyu said casually, "Your father's name is Murong Bo, right?"

"Yes." Murong Fu nodded.

Many people in the world knew about this, and he was not surprised.

"Murong Bo?"

Beside, a look of doubt flashed in Tianshan's eyes.

She thought in her mind that she had heard the name "Murong Bo" somewhere a long time ago, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

"What's your grandmother's name?" Jiang Fengyu said calmly.

"I have no idea."

Murong Fu shook his head, "I have never seen my grandmother since I can remember. I only know that her surname seems to be Li."

"Is it?"

Jiang Fengyu's eyes flashed.

He nodded slightly and stopped talking.

On the side, Tianshan Child Elder's expression changed slightly. She glanced at Murong Fu in surprise, as if she was thinking of something from the past.

On the way down, no one spoke again. It was strangely silent, everyone had their own thoughts.

Not long after, the group arrived at the foot of the Shaolin Temple.

Jiang Fengyu suddenly stood still.

He stared at the gate of the Shaolin Temple and said with a slight smile: "If my guess is correct, it will be really lively this time. It's a pity that Qiao Feng is not here, otherwise it will be even more lively."

"Let's go."

After thinking for a long time, Jiang Fengyu took the lead and walked towards the mountain.

Ye Erniang sighed softly, lowered her head and followed behind. She really didn't want to see that person, but at this time, she had to see him.

"Amitabha! The donors, do you want to offer incense?"

As soon as we arrived in front of the temple, a young monk smiled and spoke to everyone.

"yes."

Jiang Fengyu nodded.

"Please follow me, little monk."

The young monk clasped his hands together and turned around to lead the way.

"Little Bald... little monk, do you know Xu Zhu?" Jiang Fengyu asked casually while looking around.

Ye Erniang looked up instantly.

Her expression was a little nervous, with a hint of uneasiness and expectation.

"Of course I recognize it."

The young monk paused and turned around in surprise, "Are these donors acquainted with senior brother Xu Zhu?"

"good."

Jiang Fengyu nodded slightly, "Can you please help me call him?"

"OK."

The young monk was not surprised. He also had friends from outside the temple who came to look for him occasionally. "Please wait here for a few donors. The young monk will call for senior brother Xu Zhu right now."

Jiang Fengyu nodded: "It's troublesome."

When the young monk disappeared, Ye Erniang expressed her gratitude to Jiang Fengyu: "Thank you, Master!"

"no need to thank me."

Jiang Fengyu said expressionlessly, "The reason why I let you meet Xu Zhu first is because you are a mother. But you killed a child, which is an unforgivable crime. You are not the only mother in the world." "

"I know."

Ye Erniang smiled bitterly, "Afterwards, I will definitely commit suicide. Although I cannot atone for my sin, it is the only thing I can do."

On the side, Murong Fu's heart moved slightly.

"It is rumored that Ye Erniang is known as 'doing no evil' and kills a baby every day. She is indeed worthy of death. Jiang Fengyu is obviously not a very vicious person, but he has a weird temper."

While he was thinking, he suddenly noticed that Tianshan Child Elder looked at him from time to time.

That kind of look is very strange.

It seems like memories, like sighs, and also like resentments.

This made Murong Fu a little confused, because he was sure that he had never seen such a "childish-looking person"!

"Does this person have a grudge against an elder of my Murong family in Gusu?" Murong Fu thought.

At this time, the young monk had already come over with another monk.

I didn’t get close, but when I looked at it from a distance, I felt that it looked extremely ugly!

That is naturally Xu Zhu.

"It's really... ugly."

Jiang Fengyu glanced at Xu Zhu and twitched his mouth slightly.

In the original plot, this guy was actually accepted as a successor by Xiaoyaozi. It really insulted the Xiaoyao sect’s reputation!

Just think about which one of the Xiaoyao sect is not a handsome man or a beautiful woman?

Even though this Tianshan child grandmother will always maintain the figure of an 8-year-old girl, she is still a beautiful little beauty with natural beauty, and her budding appearance is enough to make many people's hearts flutter.

At this time, two monks had already arrived.

Xu Zhu looked at Jiang Fengyu and others with confusion on his face, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha! How many donors are here to see the young monk?"