The Villain's Counterattack

The tough woman dared to pull down the little monk's pants in public. The evil Ye Erniang did not have any offensive or defensive posture. She went straight to the little monk Xuzhu's pants, making the master who had just entered the top ranks blush. He grabbed the belt with both hands and watched Ye Erniang tear his pants but could do nothing.

You mean hitting a woman?

Haha, the young monk Xuzhu has never touched a woman in his entire life. Although Ye Erniang has a scar on her face, she is still a rare beauty. Otherwise, how could she have charmed the abbot of Shaolin Temple?

Apart from the abbot of Shaolin, she was able to confuse Ding Chunqiu even though she had lost her son and had a wound on her face, which shows that she is not bad looking. The young monk Xuzhu did not dare to stretch out his hands when facing this defenseless beautiful woman, for fear of accidentally touching places he should not touch. He moved his hands up and down to defend himself, but he lost sight of one thing while focusing on another, and finally exposed his snow-white buttocks.

"My son!" Ye Erniang saw the scars on Xu Zhu's thighs and hugged him. Xu Zhu was struck by lightning when he heard this, and his big eyes were filled with shock and surprise.

Ye Erniang hugged Xu Zhu tightly and cried, "Son, not long after I gave birth to you, I burned nine incense scars on your back and both buttocks. Do you have nine incense scars on each side of your buttocks?"

Xu Zhu had previously seen her insist on tearing his pants, and seeing the fragrant scar on her buttocks, he believed it a little. He grew up in Shaolin, without a father or mother, and now he was naturally very excited to suddenly see his mother. Ye Erniang was known for her evil deeds. She had been wandering around for years, capturing other people's children to play with. Isn't this a way to vent her anger and find her son?

Ye Erniang then revealed that Xu Zhu was 24 years old. She had lost her child for 24 years and had been searching for him for 24 years. Finally, God had mercy on her and she found him. However, she was still angry at the thief who had killed her child. She cursed him and threatened to take her son to seek revenge. She even mentioned that the enemy was very skilled in martial arts and she could not defeat him.

At that moment, the black-robed monk who had been sitting motionless beneath the tree suddenly stood up and said slowly, "Was your child stolen or robbed? Where did these six bloodstains on your face come from?"

Ye Erniang's expression suddenly changed when she heard this. She pointed at him and asked, "Who... who are you? How... how do you know?"

The conversation between the two men made Ye Erniang realize that the enemy who had stolen her child and scratched her face was right in front of her. However, this man was very skilled in martial arts, so Ye Erniang did not dare to offend him. Moreover, since they had just found their child, she did not want to put Xu Zhu in danger. This man in black was extremely skilled in martial arts. He had saved Xiao Feng from the Shaolin monks. In any case, he was more powerful than Xu Zhu, who was unable to fight two masters of the Xuan family alone.

Ye Erniang wanted to back out, but the black-robed monk refused to let her go. He pointed at Xu Zhu and asked him who his biological father was.

This question frightened Ye Erniang. She shook her head repeatedly and refused to reveal the identity of Xu Zhu's father. The black-robed monk then told her the story of Ye Erniang's origin. Ye Erniang was not originally a person of the martial arts world, but a gentle, beautiful, dignified and chaste lady from a noble family. She lost her virginity to a martial arts master at the age of eighteen and gave birth to the little monk Xu Zhu.

Seeing Ye Erniang, her face agonizing as she retreated under the black-robed monk's pressure, yet still refusing to reveal her lover's identity, Duan Yu, Ruan Xingzhu, Fan Hua, Hua Hegen, Ba Tianshi, and other Dali experts all turned their attention to Duan Zhengchun. This kind of idiocy seemed to fit the Prince of Zhennan's style. Even Duan Zhengchun himself secretly wondered: with so many lovers, could it be that Ye Erniang had actually had an affair with him in their youth?

The man in gray protected little A Zi and looked at the various people in the audience, especially Duan Zhengchun's doubtful look on his face. He almost laughed out loud. This King Zhennan was so philandering that he couldn't even remember how many lovers he had. It was really speechless.

However, the black-robed monk soon gave a further reminder of the identity of Ye Erniang's lover: a high-ranking Buddhist monk!

Ye Erniang was forced to faint on the ground, which further proved the black-robed monk's words that her lover was actually a famous monk. The eyes of the heroes were all cast on the monks present. Not to mention the Shaolin Xuan monks, even Master Shenshan, Master Shenyin, Master Guanxin, Master Daoqing, Master Juexian, and Master Rongzhi all had many eyes on their faces.

Are you talking about the brothers Zheluoxing and Poloxing?

They looked like barbarians, very different from the young monk Xu Zhu, and there was no way they could be father and son. Moreover, these two barbarians had only been in the Central Plains for a short time, and there was no way they could have been involved with Ye Erniang twenty-four years ago.

Faced with the aggressive pressure from the black-robed monk, Ye Erniang was defeated and even tried to escape by pulling Xu Zhu. The black-robed monk stopped Ye Erniang and explained that what he did was for revenge because his child was also robbed. Then he pulled back his veil, revealing his majestic face with a bushy beard.

Before the others could react, Xiao Feng's eyes suddenly lit up. He rushed forward in surprise and joy, shouting in a trembling voice, "You...you are my father..."

The black-robed monk laughed heartily and admitted his identity. He opened his chest to reveal a tattooed wolf head. They recognized each other as father and son, and at the same time howled to the sky. The sound was like the howling of a strong wind, which was heard far away, shaking the valley and echoing. Thousands of heroes heard it and were terrified.

The black-robed monk was naturally Xiao Yuanshan. He recounted his experiences one by one. Thirty years ago, he went on a killing spree and in grief jumped off a cliff to commit suicide. He fell on the branch of a big tree at the bottom of the valley but did not die. After that, his mind changed drastically and his hatred could not be extinguished, so he turned his target on Shaolin, going from one extreme to another.

During the thirty years, he hid in Shaolin, read their martial arts books to his heart's content, and even told the story openly. All the Shaolin monks were shocked. Then he said that all the people who participated in the incident had died, and only the leader had not been executed.

Xiao Feng, who already knew about this, cast his gaze towards Abbot Xuanci. Countless thoughts raced through his mind, and he suddenly asked, "Was it you, father, who killed Mr. Tan, Mrs. Tan, Zhao Qiansun, and Master Zhiguang?"

Xiao Yuanshan nodded in acknowledgment. Not only these people, but also Master Xuanku and Deputy Leader Ma had died at his hands. This immediately caused an uproar in the Shaolin Temple and the Beggars' Sect. Xiao Feng's face also showed a touch of shock. "Master Xuanku of Shaolin Temple personally taught me martial arts for ten years without interruption. I owe my success to my teacher. Brother Ma is the Deputy Leader, and I've been away fighting for years. If it weren't for Brother Ma to sort out the Beggars' Sect's internal affairs, I'm afraid..."

However, Xiao Yuanshan had already fallen into the state of obsession and regarded all the people of the Song Dynasty as his enemies. His wild words made the Shaolin and Beggars' Sect furious. He was determined to vent his anger and acted like a madman. When he saw Ye Erniang pulling Xu Zhu away quietly, he shouted.

Ye Erniang was a deeply infatuated woman. Seeing him pressing her so hard, she ran towards Xiao Yuanshan, knelt on the ground and begged him not to ruin her lover's reputation.

At this time, even if Abbot Xuanci had a heart of stone, he could not help but stand up. He called Xu Zhu to his side and personally admitted that this was his son. He also comforted the panicked Ye Erniang with gentle words. Then he turned to Xiao Yuanshan and told him about what happened that year. He said that he deserved to die because he did not have the clear information.

"Old donor Murong Bo, you spread false news that day, saying that Khitan warriors were going to come to Shaolin Temple in large numbers to seize martial arts books, which led to all kinds of serious mistakes. Do you ever feel the slightest bit of guilt?" Abbot Xuan Ci suddenly turned his gaze to the man in gray. Everyone was shocked when they heard the name Murong Bo. You know, the Murong family is one of the most famous martial arts families in the Central Plains martial arts world, and Murong Fu is a top master who is as famous as Xiao Feng.

Murong Bo had passed away thirty years ago. How could everyone not be shocked when they suddenly heard the news that he was still alive today?

The gray-robed man chuckled strangely, his mind twitching as a thought surfaced: If I suddenly pulled down my veil, would that embarrass Abbot Xuanci? If I added the line, "I've been hiding in Shaolin for thirty years," I'm afraid a lot of people would die of laughter.

However, this matter was of great importance. He had painstakingly studied it for so long, waiting only for today, and he could not mess it up. He chuckled and said, "I, Gusu Murong, am a descendant of the emperor of the Great Yan State. My ancestors for generations have been dedicated to restoring the country. However, the world has been peaceful for a long time, and the balance of power among all parties has not been broken. How can there be chaos?"

"Looking at the Song Dynasty's surrounding areas, the Liao Kingdom is the most powerful, but there are still conflicts within the country. The Yelu clan advocates war, while the Xiao clan advocates peace. Furthermore, the commander of the imperial guards, Xiao Yuanshan, is highly skilled in martial arts and holds great prestige. If he is not eliminated, how can the Liao Kingdom's pro-war faction gain the upper hand and continue to invade?"

"Xiao Yuanshan, Xiao Yuanshan, do you know how your whereabouts were exposed? Do you know who betrayed you?" The words of the man in gray made Xiao Yuanshan furious.

"Do you know that the person who betrayed you was not only Yelu Chongyuan of the Yelu clan, but also someone from your own Xiao family, the abbot of Fengguo Temple, the Liao Kingdom's protector of the nation. Do you know why he betrayed you?" The gray-robed man chuckled, "Because you were originally a seed of combat power cultivated by the Shaolin monk Lingmen to maintain peace between Liao and Song. Therefore, the Liao Kingdom's pro-war faction will not tolerate you, and the Liao Kingdom's Buddhist sect will not tolerate you either!"

What? My master is a Shaolin monk?! Xiao Yuanshan was stunned.

"Amitabha!" The Shaolin monks of the Xuan generation exchanged glances and chanted simultaneously. Abbot Xuanci's mouth twitched slightly as he squinted at the gray-robed figure. "You deliberately spoke in a hoarse voice and hunched over, but you almost fooled me. But not only did your words betray your true identity, but even your intimate actions with this little girl revealed your true identity."

Donor Murong, do you think it's fun to pretend to be your own father? Abbot Xuanci suddenly began to feel a little unsure whether Murong Bo was still alive.