The thorns and weeds on the mountain road hooked Qiao Feng's pair of trousers to pieces, and the blood on his calves was dripping, but he had to say that.

I walked up the mountain by half a distance. It took me more than an hour to reach the Shaolin Temple. At that time, the sky was already dark, and he was happy and sad. He was happy that he was easy to hide his body in the darkness, and the murderer was sneak attacking in the dark, so he was not easy to find his traces.

In recent years, he has been in the world and rarely met with enemies, but he certainly has the best martial arts skills he encountered this time, but he has never encountered the scheming skills and the poison of planning.

Although Shaolin Temple is like a dragon and tiger den, it is not wary of someone coming to harm Master Xuanku. If someone attacks, it is inevitable that he will be plotted against.

Qiao Feng also knew that he was in a very suspicious place. If Master Xuanku had been killed at this moment and no one saw the murderer, and if he was discovered by someone, he would be indecisively sneaking into the temple, then he would be really unreasonable.

If he wants to keep himself alone at this moment, the farther he leaves Shaolin Temple, the better. But at this moment, his mentor Master Xuanku is unknown, how could he leave? And the murderer may be the murderer behind that year, which is the best opportunity.

When Qiao Feng went there, he cared about the safety of his mentor Master Xuanku and searched for clues about the whereabouts of Qiao's father and mother. Secondly, he wanted to take the opportunity to capture the real murderer and avenge his biological parents. As for taking big risks, he couldn't care.

Although he lived in Shaoshi Mountain for more than ten years, he had never entered Shaolin Temple. He had no idea about the direction of the temple courtyard. He also didn't know where Master Xuanku lived, and he thought to himself.

"But I hope my teacher is safe and sound. When I met my teacher, I reported the story, asked him to be careful and ask me about my life experience. Maybe my teacher can guess who the real murderer is."

There are more than a few dozen halls in the Shaolin Temple, one in the east and one in the west, scattered between the hillsides.

Master Xuanku does not take charge of the responsibilities in the temple. There are at least twenty monks of the "Xuan" generation. Each of them has the same eyes, but where can I find them in the dark?

Qiao Feng thought about it.

"The only way is to catch a Shaolin monk and force him to take me to see Master Xuanku. After seeing him, I will explain all the unscrupulous things and apologize to him solemnly. However, most Shaolin monks respect teachers and righteousness. If they think I am not conducive to Master Xuanku, they would rather die than surrender and would never tell him where he is."

"Well, I might as well find a fireman under the kitchen to lead the way, but these people may not know where my master is."

He was confused for a moment. Every time he passed by a hall, he looked out of the window, hoping to hear any clues. Although he grew up, he was agile, and he was as quick as a sensible cat, and he was as conscious as a spirit cat.

I listened to this all the way, and walked to a small house, and suddenly I heard someone say in the window.

"The abbot wants to serve the merchants, so he asks his uncle to go to the 'Zhengdao Court'."

Another old voice said.

"Yes! I'll go right away."

Qiao Feng thought to himself.

"The abbot gathers people to discuss important matters, and maybe my master will go there too. I will follow this person to the 'Zhengdao Temple'."

With a "ah" sound, the panel door was pushed open, and two monks came out, the old one went west, and the young one hurried east, hoping to go to the successor again.

Qiao Feng thought to himself that the abbot asked the old monk to discuss important matters. This person must have a high status in his generation. Shaolin Temple is different from other temples. Anyone with a high generation must have a high martial arts skills. He did not dare to follow closely, but just looked at his back and followed from afar. He saw him heading westward and walking into a westernmost house.
Chapter completed!