Copying the heavens begins with Tianlong

Chapter 55: Family reunion, are you touched?
"me……"

Faced with Lin Yaodong's question, Xu Zhu staggered back, almost unsteady on his feet, and sweat broke out on his forehead and back, as if he had just been fished out of the water. He hesitated for a long time, not knowing how to answer at all.

For the things Xuanci and Ye Erniang did, it would not be an exaggeration to say they were dragged out and cut into pieces.

But Xuanci is the abbot of Shaolin. In Xu Zhu's impression, he is amiable, solemn and solemn. He is the person he respects the most.

Suddenly, he discovered that his idol was not as glorious and majestic as he imagined, but instead was extremely dirty. Such a huge contrast made it difficult for Xu Zhu to accept.

Other Shaolin monks lowered their heads to chant sutras, or their blood surged up, their faces turned red and their necks thickened, feeling that they were shameless and embarrassed to see others.

Shame on you!
Some old monks stamped their feet in anger, and some worried that the Shaolin foundation would be ruined.

When Lin Yaodong saw that Xu Zhu didn't answer, he then used the Dragon Capturing Skill to pull the person in front of him from a distance of more than ten feet.

"Why, is this question difficult to answer?"

Patting Xu Zhu's shoulder, Lin Yaodong showed a smile, as if he was a demon that lured people into falling into the abyss, but his tone was very calm, and he said: "What I stated are all facts. Ask yourself, should they die?"

"It should be done, and if it shouldn't be done, it shouldn't be done. Just say what you think. Monks don't lie."

Xu Zhu clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, lowered his head and said nothing.

Although he felt that Xuanci's behavior was worthy of death, for Xu Zhu, Shaolin was his home, and Xuanci was like his own relative. He also had selfish motives and could not destroy his relatives for the sake of justice!
Lin Yaodong said calmly: "Little monk, have you seen it?"

"The ugliness inside you?"

"People are selfish, it's understandable. Now you have to be an honest person, or a heartless person who doesn't care about your upbringing."

"Is it hard to decide?"

Lin Yaodong looked at Xu Zhu who was in a dilemma and dripping with sweat, and said in a gentle tone: "Tell me, tell me your name and your true thoughts, tell me whether this adulterer and adulterer should die, as long as you tell me, I will consider letting him go." One horse from Shaolin, otherwise Shaolin will become a river of blood today."

Hearing this, Xu Zhu felt even more pressure like a mountain. If it weren't for being carried by Lin Yaodong, he would have collapsed to the ground.

The surrounding monks all looked at Xu Zhu nervously. Lin Yaodong's ferocity was obvious to all. If most people said they wanted to destroy Shaolin, these monks might not take it seriously.

But Lin Yaodong is different, because the other party really has this strength.

Hundreds of people can be killed in just a moment. Shaolin has more than 2,000 people and they can't stand it!

Moreover, Xuan Ci had ruined Shaolin's reputation and deserved to die. If he hadn't been afraid of offending Lin Yaodong, many monks would have wanted to jump in and answer Xu Zhu's behalf.

With the nervous, expectant, and crazy looks of the Shaolin brothers around him, Xu Zhu opened his mouth under tremendous pressure.

"I Xu Zhu..."

As soon as he said three words, Xu Zhu exhausted all his strength, and the rest of the words were stuck in his throat, making him breathless.

Lin Yaodong encouraged him: "Yes, it's not difficult to say it."

Xu Zhu seemed to have made some kind of determination, with an attitude of breaking a jar, clasping his hands together, lowering his head and closing his eyes. He said loudly: "I, Xu Zhu, think they... deserve to die!"

"Hahaha, the death of two people changes the lives of a group of people. Who says all living beings are equal? ​​It's really ridiculous!"

Lin Yaodong let go of Xu Zhu and let Xu Zhu, who had lost his strength, fall limply to the ground. He looked meaningfully at Xu Zhu who fell to the ground and said quietly: "Xu Zhu, didn't you want evidence just now? I forgot to tell you, You yourself are the best evidence.”

"I?"

Xu Zhu didn't quite understand the meaning of Lin Yaodong's words. He felt that the other person's thinking was very fast and he couldn't keep up with the rhythm at all.

How come his good behavior turned into evidence?

Xuan Ci seemed to have thought of something and looked at Xu Zhu. Recalling Xu Zhu's age, he showed a hint of surprise and worry and unconsciously squeezed the beads in his hand.

[If my child was still alive, he would be as old as this, but I am handsome and Ye Erniang was born beautiful, and this Xu Zhu looks...probably not! 】【But it's hard to say. Maybe good bamboo produces bad bamboo shoots. I think Xu Zhu is a very kind child. Could it be that he is really the child of Er Niang and I? 】

Thinking of Lin Yaodong's various abnormal behaviors, Xuanci felt uneasy for no reason.

Just when Xuanci was guessing.

Lin Yaodong flicked his sleeves and struck out with a palm. The palm wind fell on Xu Zhu and did not hurt Xu Zhu at all. However, the monk's clothes on his body were torn to pieces by the strong wind, revealing his lean upper body and nine fragrant scars on his back. .

Lin Yaodong looked at Ye Erniang and reminded: "Ye Erniang, do you still recognize the mark on Xu Zhu's body?"

Hearing this, Erniang Ye subconsciously looked at Xu Zhu and saw that there were nine neat scars on Xu Zhu's back.

These scars are as big as copper coins, they were obviously burned when Xu Zhu was young. As his body grows up, the scars gradually increase in size, and now it seems that they are not very round.

Ye Erniang suddenly became excited. She ignored Lin Yaodong's side and got carried away. She stumbled over and ran over, reaching out to pull down Xu Zhu's pants.

Xu Zhu was shocked, but his martial arts skills were mediocre now and he had no ability to resist. Ye Erniang ripped off his pants.

When Ye Erniang pulled off a section of Xu Zhu's pants and saw the fragrant scar on his buttocks, she was stunned.

Xu Zhu took the opportunity to break free, hurriedly pulled down his pants, and looked at Ye Erniang in shock: "You...what are you doing?"

"My son!"

Ye Erniang came back to her senses, immediately opened her arms, hugged Xu Zhu, and shouted like crazy: "Son, why don't you recognize your mother?"

Xu Zhu's heart trembled, as if he was struck by lightning, he trembled: "You... you are my mother?"

Ye Erniang's eyes were filled with tears, she nodded repeatedly and shouted: "Son, not long after I gave birth to you, I burned nine incense scars on your back and both sides of your buttocks. You are my child!"

"Are you really my mother?"

Xu Zhu was shocked. He had nine fragrant scars on each of his buttocks. He never knew the origin and was too shy to tell his peers. Sometimes he saw it when he was taking a bath. He said that he had a predestined relationship with Buddhism and that he was born with it. Therefore, he became more determined to pursue his career. The heart of admiration for Buddhism.

I didn’t expect that it was my mother who burned it.

Ye Erniang remembered her son and became an idiot. Now she finally found her biological son. She was overjoyed. With a mixture of joy and sorrow, she couldn't help but burst into tears and shouted: "Yes, yes! If I hadn't burned it for you, how would I know?" ?”

"I...I finally found my son, my biological and good son!"

While Ye Erniang was crying, she stretched out her hand to caress Xu Zhu's cheek.

Xu Zhu no longer avoided and let her hold him in his arms.

He has no father or mother since he was a child. He only knows that he is an orphan adopted by the monks in the temple. He has incense scars on his waist and both legs. Only he knows this secret. Ye Erniang can also know it. Where can there be fakes? ?
Suddenly feeling the love of a mother that he had never known before in his life, Xu Zhu shed tears and shouted: "Mother... mother!"

Ye Erniang cried: "My son, you... you are my child, and I am your mother!"

The two hugged each other and cried, feeling sad and happy at the same time.

Ye Erniang touched Xu Zhu's cheek with both hands and said: "My child, you are twenty-three years old this year. In the past twenty-three years, I have missed you during the day and at night. I am angry that someone else has a son, but my own son Stolen by some damned thief."

"I...I have no choice but to steal someone else's son."

"But...but...how can someone else's son be as good as one's own?"

The South China Sea Crocodile God laughed loudly and said carelessly: "Third sister! You always steal other people's fat babies to play with, and then crush them to death when you have enough fun. It turns out you stole them for your own son." .”

The scene of Xu Zhu's mother and son recognizing each other was indeed quite touching, but Lin Yaodong only felt that they were making a noise, so he raised his leg and kicked Ye Erniang and Xu Zhu into Xuan Ci's arms.

"Are you touched that your family of three is reunited now?"

(End of this chapter)