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Liu'er was a little surprised. She thought that he would have some question to ask her, but unexpectedly, he only asked her that one question, so she didn't know how to answer it. And then, Daoist Three Paths said, "Kid, you have to answer truthfully. You can't lie." Liu'er thought for a moment, "He did not lie when he answered my question. I heard them talking at Grandma Chen's house and knew about it." Since he has already told me the truth, I will naturally not lie to him. Furthermore, even if he were to tell him that I am going to Shaolin Temple, there would be nothing wrong with it. " He then grinned and said: "Although I do not know why you are asking this question, there is no harm in telling you. After this trip, I will go to the Shaolin Temple. "
Daoist Three Paths seemed to be deep in thought. He nodded and smiled, "Shaolin Temple?" That's right, the old Taoist also wants to take a walk at the Shaolin Temple. " Liu'er doubtfully asked, "You are a Taoist, why are you going to Shaolin Temple?" The Shaolin Temple is a place where monks stay, there are no Taoists. " Daoist Three Paths did not answer and instead asked, "According to your internal technique and mental cultivation method, you should be a little Daoist from the Purple Void Sect. If a little Taoist like you can go to Shaolin, why can't I go? " Liu'er stuttered, not knowing what to say. He then heard Daoist Three Paths continue, "In the Shaolin Temple, there is a great enemy of this old Daoist. This old Daoist will definitely go to the Central Plains."
Liu'er became even more confused. The monks at Shaolin Temple were all respected masters, and they had repaid the debt of virtue with righteousness. How could they have a grudge against this evil? Could it be that Monk Shaolin hated evil as much as he hated evil, and had offended him before? Liu'er was puzzled and said, "You have a grudge against monk Shaolin?" Daoist Three Paths shook his head. Liu'er then asked, "Then who is your enemy?"
Daoist Three Paths did not answer, but looked at Song Dali and smiled, "Mr. Song, I'm afraid that it will be difficult to obtain the gold and silver today. If we can make it down to Shaolin Temple, I wonder how you would feel about coming back here to kill me?" He always wanted to kill Liu'er to vent his anger, but Daoist Three Clones had saved him after all. Since he had said so, he could not be stubborn, so he just snorted and did not reply. Daoist Three Paths laughed heartily. After a moment, he asked Liu'er, "Benefactor Ye, we shall meet again at Shaolin Hall. When we meet again, do not expect the old Daoist to show mercy! " Laughing loudly, he left the hall. Song Dali followed her. With a fierce glare at Liu'er, he left Gongsun Manor as well.
Liu'er waited for the two to walk away. She stared blankly at the hall, which no longer looked the same as before. She was at a loss on what to do. He had come to seek justice for Grandma Chen and make Gongsun Mu suffer a little. However, after the two of them had caused a ruckus, they had died and were wounded. In the end, the matter regarding Grandma Chen still hadn't been resolved. Now that Gongsun Mu was dead, Liu'er didn't know who else to look for. He sighed and said that the heavens and earth were heartless, so he could only endure the grievances Grandma Chen had suffered.
However, Liu'er's heart was filled with unwillingness. She couldn't help but feel infuriated when she thought of how Grandma Chen had gone crazy and was bullied by everyone. There were some jade vases and porcelain bottles in the hall that looked like they were precious objects. Liu'er thought it would be better to exchange them for some silver from Grandma Chen, so she found two silver pots and put them in her clothes before leaving the hall. As he was passing by Duan Wucun, he suddenly heard him cough lightly and asked in an extremely low and trembling voice, "Young Master Ye …" Don't you know... "The enemy of the evil path is …" Liu'er was brimming with inner strength and heard him clearly. She bowed and asked, "Manager Duan, do you know who the enemy of that Daoist Priest is?" Duan Wu Village grunted, unable to speak.
Liu'er sighed deeply as she thought, "These people are trying to be domineering, causing trouble in the countryside. They deserve to die for their crimes." Even though he thought this in his heart, Duan Wucun and Boss Zhuang were both lying on the ground half-dead; how could he bear to just leave like that? Finally, they sighed and shook their heads. They bent down to check the breath of the two. Both of them seemed to be on the verge of death. If they were not saved, they would die instantly. When those people saw that Liu'er was still here, they did not dare to move forward. After Liu'er called them for a long time, they finally mustered their courage to enter the hall.
Liu'er asked around for the person before she connected her left arm with the other. Then, she ordered someone to get a doctor to help her, and ordered someone to carry Duan Wucun into the room. When everyone was carrying Boss Zhuang up, he suddenly burst into tears, feeling extremely sad. Liu'er asked loudly, "What are you crying for?" It's not like I've ever hit you! " One of them pointed at Boss Zhuang and sobbed, "This grandpa, our Old Master's entire body is cold. He probably died a long time ago." Liu'er immediately understood that these people did not know martial arts and did not know the power of the Southern Mountains Freezing Snow Palm. He walked over and caressed the boss' arm and felt that his arm was stiff like an ice pillar. Even if he didn't die now, he wouldn't live much longer, so he said, "He's not dead yet! Prepare some firewood and roast it around him. I will save him! " With that, he ignored the gazes of the others and helped the boss to sit upright on the ground. Then he sat at the back with his hands behind his back, preparing to circulate his energy to heal his injuries.
Those people didn't know any martial arts, but they knew that the young man in front of them was an expert in martial arts. If the three old masters of his clan couldn't kill him, they must have some kind of demonic technique. Since he said he could save the dead, then he could probably save them. He hurried to the kitchen to retrieve a large firewood and began to roast it around the two. After a while, the top of both of their heads were filled with white mist. However, the air above Liu'er's head was hot while the air above Boss Zhuang's head was cold. After a while, beads of sweat started to appear on Boss Zhuang's forehead and his skin started to turn red. When Yu Ren saw this, he could not help but cheer.
Just like this, half a day passed. When the sun set and the moon hung high in the sky, Boss Zhuang finally coughed twice and slowly opened his eyes. Only then did Liu'er turn around and let out a long sigh of relief. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and said, "Boss Zhuang, you're awake." Even though the cold air in Boss Zhuang's body was being dispersed by the Sixth Child, his Freezing Snow Palm was still extremely powerful. His lips were still pale as he said in a low voice, "Many thanks to Little Hero … and save him! " Liu'er nodded. She had already saved the two and didn't want to have anything to do with them anymore. She turned to the other servants and said, "Quick, help your master to his room to rest!" With that, he lifted his foot and walked away.
Boss Zhuang coughed lightly and said, "Little Hero..." He had not yet repaid the debt of saving his life! Where are you going? " Liu'er said, "I'm going to check on Grandma Chen." Thinking of Grandma Chen, there was still anger in her heart, and she said, "It's fine if you don't want to repay this kindness! If you can remember my benefits, please don't hurt anyone in the future! " Hearing this, Boss Zhuang lowered his head in shame. He sighed and said, "Little Hero's heart of chivalry … The one with the surname Zhuang was impressed! I am not talented, but I am also … As a man, if you do not repent in the future, you are worse than pigs and dogs! " He had just recovered from his severe injuries. These words seemed weak, but to Liu'er, they sounded as if they were on the ground, incomparably cheerful.
As the saying goes, a prodigal son cannot be exchanged for money. These evil people were truly capable. If their hearts were set on doing good, they would definitely be able to create good fortune for themselves. Liu'er finally turned around and looked at him approvingly. "Alright!" If you can really do this, it's better than repaying me a hundred times! "