Ding Chunqiu swaggered outside the Shaolin Temple. The disciples of the Xingxiu Sect and the Beggar Clan were on separate sides. Although the number of people was several times smaller, they were all beating gongs and drums with great momentum.
As the drum music stopped, Ding Chunqiu slowly got off the chariot frame and walked to the people.
Xuanci looked at Ding Chunqiu and said loudly: "Mr. Ding sent by Xingxiu came to Shaoshi Mountain. What is your purpose?"
Ding Chunqiu waved his feather fan lightly and said: "I have always heard that the Shaolin sect is the leader of all martial arts sects in the Central Plains and the most authentic martial arts. I wonder where this statement comes from?" ✴✬
Xuanci frowned and said, "Shaolin is a place where monks devote themselves to cultivating Buddhism. They don't dare to think of being the master. What Mr. Ding said is wrong and is purely a rumor."
Ding Chunqiu smiled calmly and said: "So, all the Shaolin Temple are monks with six pure roots?"
Xuanci didn't know what he had in mind for a moment. He clasped his hands and said, "The so-called purity of the six roots is only for practicing the path of liberation. If you are observed by the precepts and rules, the six roots will not be affected by the external environment and can be spotless. But if someone in this temple violates If you break the precepts, your six roots will be impure and you will be punished, but no one dares to say that they never make mistakes in their life."
This sentence is very pertinent. Even if Ding Chunqiu wants to criticize the people in Shaolin on the grounds that the six roots are impure, Xuanci can still maintain the precepts.
Ding Chunqiu sneered and shouted to the Shaolin monks: "I heard that there is a young master named Xu Zhu in your temple. Can you please come out and have a few words with me?"
In the crowd, a young monk in gray clothes moved, but did not come out in a hurry.
Xuanci and others looked at each other in confusion. They all remembered that there was such a disciple, but they didn't know why Ding Chunqiu wanted to find him. Could it be that this disciple violated the commandments outside and was caught by Ding Chunqiu, and wanted to do it in front of the heroes? Make Shaolin look embarrassed?
Seeing that Xuanci and others were indifferent, Ding Chunqiu sarcastically said: "What? Doesn't Shaolin not have this little master? Or is it that the masters have their own ghosts in their hearts and don't dare to let this disciple come out to confront me?"
In the crowd, Xu Zhu's master Huilun asked hurriedly: "Xu Zhu, do you know this Ding Chunqiu? But what did you do outside that violated the rules and regulations and let the other party know about it?"
Xu Zhu said with a confused look on his face: "Master, this disciple has always abided by the rules and precepts and never exceeded even half a step!"
"Really?"
Hui Lun is a little disbelieving.
"Monks don't lie, how dare disciples lie to their masters!"
Xu Zhu said with aggrieved expression.
Xuannan, who was next to Xuanci, also said: "Brother Abbot, this kid Xu Zhu is honest and honest. He will never do anything that violates the rules. Besides, the only time he went down the mountain was with a poor monk to capture Huijing. On the way No violations.”
Hearing this, Xuanci had no choice but to call Xu Zhu out.
Xu Zhu walked up to the crowd and lowered his head nervously. This feeling of being watched by thousands of people also put great pressure on him.
"Little Master, come here, I have a few words to say to you!"
Ding Chunqiu waved to him with a kind expression.
All the eminent monks in Shaolin were on alert, wondering if Ding Chunqiu wanted to capture Xu Zhu as a hostage?
It's just that Xu Zhu is just an ordinary disciple of the Xu generation, so what's the point of catching him?
Xu Zhu had met Ding Chunqiu in the Deaf and Mute Valley, and knew that he was not a good person, but if he cowered like this in front of the heroes, he was really not worthy of being a Shaolin disciple. Thinking of this, he could only bite the bullet and get closer to him, hoping that there would be a chance. With so many masters present, Ding Chunqiu did not dare to harm himself easily.
When Xu Zhu approached, Ding Chunqiu quickly grabbed his shoulder and led him back several feet.
"Ding Chunqiu, what are you going to do!"
All the eminent monks from Shaolin stepped forward one after another, and Xuannan shouted with an ugly expression.
Ding Chunqiu smiled sinisterly and said, "Don't worry, I won't hurt this little master."
Saying that, he tore off the monk's robe from Xu Zhu's back and saw nine fragrant scars on his back. He immediately exposed the fragrant scars on Xu Zhu's back to everyone in Shaolin.
Xuanci and others still didn't know why, but a woman's scream suddenly sounded in the crowd. When everyone heard the sound and went away, they saw that it was Ye Erniang, one of the four evil people.
Seeing this, Ding Chunqiu had no doubts about Ah Zi's words and sneered: "Abbot Xuanci, don't you Shaolin disciples all have fragrant scars on their heads? Why are there still scars on their backs?"
Xuanci and others frowned, not knowing why.
"Donor Ding, please return Xu Zhu to Shaolin!"
Xuanci said in a deep voice.
Ding Chunqiu ignored his intention, grabbed Xu Zhu's neck, and shouted to the crowd: "Whose child is this little monk? If no one claims it, I will have to send him to the Paradise to follow him. Buddha is here to keep you company!”
"Ding Chunqiu, how dare you!"
Xuannan was furious, if he hadn't guaranteed that Xu Zhu would not violate the precepts and came forward to testify, the other party would not have been captured by Ding Chunqiu. If Xu Zhu died because of this, wouldn't it be his fault?
"I'll count to three. If no one claims it, I'll have no choice but to kill him!"
As he spoke, Ding Chunqiu's fingers began to tighten, and Xu Zhu's face gradually showed a look of pain, his complexion began to turn red, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Just when Ding Chunqiu was about to start counting, he saw a figure running out of the crowd, kneeling on the ground and begging: "Don't kill him, he... he is my child!"
When he saw the woman kneeling in front of Ding Chunqiu, there was an uproar all around, looking at the scene in front of him with a shocked expression.
Xuanci's pupils shrank, his face became a little unnatural, and tears of guilt, regret, relief and joy shone in his eyes.
"Hey, Ye Erniang, I heard that you like to torture other people's children. It turns out that your own child was lost. Can you recognize this person? Is he really your child?"
At this moment, Ding Chunqiu fully played the role Murong Fu asked him to play.
Ye Erniang's eyes were full of tears, and she said with a sad expression: "He is my child. Not long after my child was born, I put nine fragrant scars on his back and buttocks. My child, do you have any scars on your body?" Have three fragrant scars?"
At this time, Ding Chunqiu had let go of Xu Zhu. After a violent cough, Xu Zhu looked at the other person with disbelief and said, "How do you know that I...you, you are really my mother?"
His words were obviously acquiescence, and Ye Erniang had no doubts in her heart. She held Xu Zhu in her arms excitedly, tears streaming down her cheeks uncontrollably.
After Xu Zhu was reborn from death, he cried with joy and hugged each other tightly.
"You are my mother, you are my mother!"
Looking at the mother and son hugging each other and crying, the expressions on everyone's faces are also different. Some people find this scene of mother and son recognizing each other very touching, while others sneer at it, thinking of Ye Erniang in the world. Due to the numerous evil deeds committed, it is unknown how many innocent children will never be able to see their parents again for the rest of their lives.
Now Ye Erniang has found her child, and everyone just sighs that God is unfair, but it also protects the evildoers.
