C40 Proximity

The face of Reverend Imperius slightly changed, but he did not panic. Instead, he continued to focus his gaze on Yun Feixue.

"I hope this has nothing to do with you!" Zen said expressionlessly.

"How could this have anything to do with us?!" Yun Feixue and Lu Zifeng said in unison. What does Qiao Fei's fire have to do with us?

"Eighteen Arhats, watch over the two of them. Don't let them leave!" After he gave the order, the 18 young monks surrounded Yun Feixue and Lu Zifeng. After he finished, he quickly ran towards the fire.

After seeing the monk leave, Yun Feixue heaved a sigh of relief. Although this place was filled with the eighteen Arhats, compared to the monk, the pressure it gave them was much less.

"Hey, what do we do? We can't rush out of the Eighteen Arhat Formation!" Lu Zifeng softly said on the side.

"The temple is on fire, aren't you going to help? The more people there are, the faster they will be able to extinguish the fire! " Yun Feixue said loudly to the eighteen monks.

However, they were just like eighteen wooden puppets. Yun Feixue's words did not get the slightest bit of response from them.

However, when he gently stepped to the side, these eighteen people all took a step forward at the same time. Seeing this scene, Yun Feixue could only bitterly smile. This guy was truly a tough nut to crack.

"Lu Zifeng, right now you should be at the fifth stage of Bone Strengthening!" Yun Feixue suddenly said.

"That's right, what's wrong …" Lu Zifeng questioned.

"These monks shouldn't be killing them. It shouldn't be a problem for you to take a few hits to the Bone Strengthening Stage!" Yun Feixue said again.

"Hey hey hey, what do you mean by that? You …"

"Wait for me here, I'll be there soon!" Yun Feixue took a deep breath and increased his speed as he reached the ninth level of the Spirit Concentrating Stage. The Thousand Shadows Killing technique opened up like a mirage and the four Yun Feixue each flew in four different directions.

The eighteen Arhats were shocked at the same time. The six of them stayed behind to watch Lu Zifeng and let out a scream. Although it was an attack from the wooden stick, he still felt a sharp pain coming from his butt.

"You bastard. Aiyo, it hurts so much …"

The remaining twelve people respectively chased after the four Yun Feixue. With the three of them chasing after one person, it was impossible for Yun Feixue to escape.

However, Yun Feixue did not run away. Instead, he crazily made his way to the main hall of the imperial city. If he was injured, he would only be at a disadvantage in a direct confrontation with these arhats.

Moreover, after the fire was extinguished, Grandmaster Chan would immediately rush back, so he had to find Wen Renhe before then.

The three arhats followed closely behind him, so it was impossible for Yun Feixue to stop. Normally, the ceremony would be held in the main hall of the temple, so Yun Feixue came into the hall at the fastest speed possible.

Sure enough, Wen Renhe was still kneeling in front of the Buddha statue. Apart from him, no one else was in the great hall. Presumably, they were all rushing to extinguish the fire.

"Wen Renhe!" With a sou sound, Yun Feixue entered the hall and let out a loud cry.

"You're here …" At this moment, Wen Renhe's expression no longer showed any signs of panic nor resentment. He appeared to be very relaxed, as if he was truly prepared to accept the shave ceremony.

"Did you get involved in that three years ago? And now you're going out because of that too!" Yun Feixue spoke extremely quickly, he had to find out everything he wanted to know in the shortest amount of time possible.

"I don't know what you're talking about. I only know that I'm a monk that's about to leave home. The matters of the mortal world no longer concern me!" Wen Renhe said calmly.

"Bullshit, if you say it has nothing to do with you, then it has nothing to do with you? Do you think you can avoid everything just because you're a spendthrift? Do you think you're safe just because you're new? What about your conscience? Wen Qingqing's mother definitely knew about this, so you couldn't resist killing her in the end. You're a murderer, do you think that just because you've shaved your neck, you can get rid of all the crimes on your body? " Yun Feixue's tone was especially crazy, he was practically roaring out of hysteria.

Hearing Yun Feixue's words, a trace of indescribable pain flashed across Wen Renhe's eyes. However, what could he do?

I'm about to become a gangster. No matter how many crimes I commit in the mortal world, I can still save myself from my previous mistakes by putting down my butcher knife. This is the meaning behind being a gangster, isn't it?

"Sir, please go back. I really don't understand what you're saying!" Wen Renhe said calmly.

"Do you think you can solve everything once you leave home? Where's Wen Qingqing? Have you thought about her? As soon as your mother dies, you start a family. How will she live in the future? And there's also Grand Preceptor Wen. He's already so old, and has served the country all his life, yet there's still no one to nurture him for the entire year. You're simply worse than an animal. " Yun Feixue roared.

At the mention of Wen Qingqing, Wen Ren's and his expressionless face finally showed a trace of emotion. This was probably the thing that he could not let go of the most before he left home, or even after he had only left home.

There was also Grand Preceptor Wen. He already numbered around eighty to ninety people. Even though he still looked tough, he didn't have much cultivation in the end. One day in a hundred years, what about himself then?

"Enough, what's the use of me saying everything? Everyone has their own destiny, and right now, I just want to live. The other things are not what I care about, understand? "

Yun Feixue's words finally angered Wen Renhe at the very end. Or perhaps, it could be said that he had broken one of the mental defensive lines. At this moment, he angrily roared at Yun Feixue and several arhats had already arrived in front of the door.

However, this was a buddhist hall and the Imperial City Temple had made clear that martial arts could not be used inside the main hall. Thus, although these arhats had entered, they did not attack Yun Feixue.

"Alive? Do you really wish to live with this guilt for the rest of your life? I really don't have many requests, you just have to tell me if the order to kill my father and big brother was given by you or someone else. "That's enough." Yun Feixue's voice did not contain anger, but it contained a kind of sorrow. This sorrow was perhaps even more powerful than anger.

"It wasn't me. I have no grudges with your father. Why would I want to kill him?" Wen Renhe said excitedly.

"Who was it? Who allowed you to give Shi Xiaokun such an order?!" With a furious roar, Yun Feixue grabbed Wen Renhe's collar and roared.

"You won't believe me even if I say it, so it's useless if I say it!" Wen Renhe shook his head. His eyes were a deathly grey color and his miserable expression seemed to be hiding an unimaginable secret.

"Who is it? Do you believe that you can say it out first …?" Yun Feixue roared once again.

"Yes …" Wen Renhe sighed. Even if he was hiding this secret, what was the point? Since Yun Feixue wanted to know, he could just tell him. Whether he believed it or not was his problem.

However, just as he spoke the word 'yes', a few sharp arrows came whistling over from outside. The arhats behind Yun Feixue who were holding him back immediately died on the spot.

Wen Renhe, who was still speaking, was in an even more miserable state. The arrow pierced through the side of his neck and then nailed itself onto the chair below the Buddha statue, swaying back and forth. It was as if Yun Feixue's heart was also violently shaking.

"Who is it? Exactly who is it …" Yun Feixue's heart was torn to shreds. He frantically held onto Wen Ren and his neck that was filled with blood, but in the end, everything was in vain.

"Yes …" "Yes …" Blood kept flowing out of Wen Renhe's mouth as the sinister looking hole in his neck was covered in a red liquid. However, he was still unable to say the name before he fell to the ground.

The only thing within the hall was the despairing Yun Feixue, who was sitting paralyzed on the ground. The truth was just a step away from him, but in the end, it still passed by him.

Three years ago, he had been involved in escorting the ten people in the dragon fountain. Now that all of them were dead, what could he possibly find out?

Yun Feixue looked outside the door. On the roof of that tall building, an archer stared at the interior of the great hall. He seemed to be laughing, laughing at Yun Feixue's sorrowful fate and mocking him for his unfortunate fate …

Afterwards, he lightly disappeared from Yun Feixue's line of sight like a wisp of green smoke. The only sound that could be heard was the constant fire fighting sound echoing around Yun Feixue's ears.

"Father, brother …" I really did my best, I really did my best, you guys... "Can you give me a little more strength? Can you give me a little more faith that I'll continue to be lacking …" Yun Feixue mumbled to himself. The giant Buddha statue was both dignified and benevolent.

The people of this world would kneel down and pay their respects to the Buddha statue everyday. However, the world was still filled with pain, the world still had that much suffering. Yun Feixue wept under the Buddha statue, but the Buddha statue remained unmoved …

Perhaps Buddha would say that Yun Feixue hadn't endured enough and had suffered too little, which was why Wen Qingqing rushed into the Great Hall like a madman.

She saw the corpse. She saw something that was enough to tear her heart out. Blood was still gushing out from Wen Renhe's neck.

Yun Feixue's hands were filled with the red liquid. He sat beside Wen Renhe, grabbing the corpse as his eyes glazed over. There were six Arhat's corpses near him that were close to freezing cold, but even Wen Qingqing could not see them …

"Father, Father …" "Wake up, dad …" Wen Qingqing frantically carried Wen Renhe, wanting to wake him up.

How could Wen Renhe wake up because of Wen Qingqing's call? Wen Qingqing's wailing could not be heard and Yun Feixue gradually became more clear-headed. Seeing this scene, what could he do? How could he go and comfort Wen Qingqing? He had no way to comfort her.

Suddenly, Wen Qingqing's sorrowful eyes carried a trace of terrifying killing intent. She raised her head and stared at Yun Feixue as she let out a hell-like voice.

"Yun Feixue, you animal actually killed my father. If you don't want me to marry you, then make a move against me! On what basis are you going to make a move against my father?" Wen Qingqing roared hysterically.

"Wait, listen to my explanation. This matter …"

"Explanation? Just explain it to me with your life! " Wen Qingqing did not hear a single word. She took advantage of the situation and pulled out her sword, and stabbed it straight towards Yun Feixue's chest without hesitation. The bloody tip of the sword pierced through Yun Feixue's back, the bright red color of the sword seemed to be depicting a tragic stage show …