Luo Feiyu wrapped his arms around his chest. He didn't want to talk to Lin Xian'er, but he was worried that if this woman was anxious and really showed any evidence that was not good for Wuhua, she called the monk to suffer a loss, so she blocked the possibility of frame-up: "Miss Lin, I'll ask you a few questions first, you just need to answer yes or no."

Lin Xian'er bit her lip and lowered her head to cooperate: "Sister, but it's okay."

Luo Feiyu said: "The hidden weapon of Plum Blossom Nail is only available in the hands of the real Plum Blossom Steel, right?"

Lin Xian'er replied: "Yes."

Luo Feiyu asked again: "The plum blossom nail will never be fake. The plum blossom nail was taken out by this little master, and he said that the hidden weapon was searched from you, so one of you must be a real plum blossom thief, right?"

Lin Xian'er frowned and said, "Yes."

Luo Feiyu pretended to be distressed: "But you two are walking together. No matter who comes up with evidence, you can say that the 'evidence' was handed over to you, and he can also say that you handed over to him, right?"

"……yes."

Luo Feiyu knocked on his head, "This is difficult! If we can't judge who is pouring dirty water from whom, no matter who you mistakenly catch, there will be a risk of real plum blossom stealing. If Miss Lin takes it seriously, I might as well tie you up with the two of you-"

He deliberately dragged the tail sound, and Uncle You understood it in an instant, and quickly surrounded them with more than a dozen people, making a move to capture them.

Lin Xian'er's face changed slightly, and she hurriedly looked at the people around her for help, and several young heroes with passionate blood immediately stood in front of her.

At the same time, an unexpected person also stood in front of Wuhua to prevent Uncle You from capturing him.

The heroes said: "Miss II, we know that someone died in your village last night. You are angry, but Miss Xian'er is weak and kind, and she is a woman. She absolutely cannot be an evil plum blossom thief! She has explained clearly that entering the village last night was a helpless act. I beg the Second Miss II not to take her anger and quickly capture the monk to the case!"

Luo Feiyu put away his smile, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why can't a woman be a plum blossom thief?"

The man was amused and laughed: "The pearl in the palm of the Huashan Sect was humiliated by the plum blossom thief. If the plum blossom thief was a woman, how could a woman force herself and rape a woman?"

Luo Feiyu sneered: "Isn't this an excellent disguise? The plum blossom thief is a woman, so she can use her beauty to let men do things for her, and escape all suspicions reasonably. When necessary, she can push the man out to abandon the car to protect her handsomeness."

"This..." Everyone could not refute for a moment, "But the plum blossom thief appeared more than thirty years ago. Now, he is at least fifty years old..."

Luo Feiyu pointed at Wuhua: "Do you think he is fifty years old?"

Zhao Zhengyi smiled sinisterly and said, "It's not clear that the plum blossom thief that appeared this time is the son of the original plum blossom thief!"

Luo Feiyu said, "What if the plum blossom thief is actually the old thief's daughter?"

Zhao Zhengyi thrust his face and said deliberately with malicious intentions: "If you say so, the second lady is also likely to become a plum blossom thief. Perhaps the assassination of your last night was a scene directed and acted by himself?"

Wuhua took a step forward and looked unhappy: "Senior meant that the old man Zanglong was an old plum blossom thirty years ago. Now the emperor asked his sister to marry a thief? Is the senior insulting the second lady or insulting the royal family?"

As soon as these words were said, Zhao Zhengyi broke out in a cold sweat.

Even though the hero violated the ban with martial arts, some words cannot be said randomly. Six Sect masters are like clouds. If these words are spread today, he will be afraid of a lot of danger...

He quickly smiled: "My little master is so serious. I don't mean this. After the second lady is famous, she is born with gold, silver, fame and fortune. How could she do this again?"

Wuhua then withdrew his glare.

Zhao Zhengyi was blocked by him and stole the limelight. He held a grudge in his heart. Seeing Xinmei actually blocking Wuhua’s defense, he couldn’t help but feel sarcastic: “What is Master Xinmei doing? From the beginning, you seem to have a very different attitude towards this little master.”

He chanted the Buddha's name long after his eyebrows, and clasped his hands together: "Tan Yue is careful."

Lin Xian'er was protected. The one who was arrested should have been Wuhua, but there were people present standing on Wuhua's side, and the other party was a respected Shaolin monk. How could she allow such a thing to happen?

She looked at Xinqiao pitifully: "Master is protecting this thief!" She vaguely confirmed Wuhua's charges while speaking.

His heart and white eyebrows were frowning, and he opened his mouth to speak, but Wuhua took the initiative to walk towards Uncle You and surrendered, "I am not afraid of being slanted by the shadows, I am not afraid of being caught. What are you afraid of by the donor?"

"Let's wait!"

Xinmei held his wrist and hesitated for a long time, and finally said with a complicated expression: "...You are from Shaolin. No matter how much sin you commit, if you have the elders here, you will not ask you to be taken away by others."

Wuhua looked at him inexplicably, laughed and shook her head: "What is the old monk saying? I can't understand a word."

Xinmei said, "Although such a big thing happened back then, Senior Brother Tianfeng did not expel you from the sect. Since you are still a disciple of Shaolin, all the punishments should be returned to Shaolin and the senior brother of the sect will decide."

"..." The smile on Wuhua's face stopped for a moment and was almost unaware of it.

Only Luo Feiyu couldn't help but look at him a few more times, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

Wuhua turned his wrist and swept away the clamping of his heart-brow without any trace, pretending to be calm and gentle: "I have returned to secular life long ago."

His master... No, the old monk Tianfeng is his enemy who killed his father, and he will never bear the slightest favor of this man.

No matter what reason the old monk did not cut off his master-apprentice relationship with him, he would...

Wuhua clenched her fists silently, her expression showing no flaws.

My heart brow was unyielding: "Even if I have returned to the vulgarity and have not left the master, I am still a disciple of Shaolin layman."

Everyone was confused when they heard this. The little master in white was actually a disciple of Shaolin? When did Shaolin have such a handsome figure? Xinmei also said that he was from Master Tianfeng—

Forehead!

Tianfeng?!

Lin Xian'er's whole body was trembling, and her fingertips trembled at Wuhua: "You, are you..."

"He, he is Wuhua! He is the wonderful monk Wuhua!"

"Bah! This lustful monk dared to put his ideas on the second lady!"

"It seems that he must be wrong with the plum blossom thief! This lustful monk is ambitious, greedy for power and loves beauty, which is completely like something he can do!"

"He actually threatened Miss Lin, a weak woman, to take the blame for him, which is extremely shameful!"

The situation began to fall to Lin Xian'er. Lin Xian'er was ecstatic and secretly glad that she was not Wuhua's target. Fortunately, she was still dissatisfied with her: Why can Ye Yunyao catch his eyes? He was extremely beautiful. He had been with him for so long, but he was disdainful of her...

She vowed to remove Wuhua's last shield and said to Master Xinmei: "The master is generous in protecting him, but what did he do? I saw with my own eyes that he has the "Naping Heart Sutra" on him! This is the ironclad evidence of the plum blossom thief himself!"

Master Xinmei's expression suddenly changed when he heard this.

Wuhua smiled leisurely and said, "Strange, wasn't this scripture lent me to read by the donor a few days ago?"

Luo Feiyu could not understand Lin Xian'er's plan at this time. He took the initiative to cooperate with Wuhua and put a trap on Lin Xian'er: "What's so strange about a monk with scriptures? How can it be considered ironclad?"

Many people from the martial arts world in the hall also agreed: "This is just a scripture, and it is normal for a monk to recite scriptures."

Lin Xian'er said, "You don't know that this Naiping Heart Sutra is not an ordinary scripture. It is one of the extremely precious scriptures in Shaolin! The Shaolin Sutra is famous and keeps many Buddhist scriptures and secrets that are not passed on in the martial arts world. The Naiping Heart Sutra is one of them."

Everyone suddenly realized, "So that's it. He is a native of Shaolin, so he naturally understands the precious scriptures. Tsk, Shaolin is really a day and night defense against thieves..."

Luo Feiyu was upset and interrupted loudly, "I don't like boredom. I haven't read much Buddhist scriptures. I don't understand what the Naiping Heart Sutra is. Can I help the four little masters there to solve my doubts?"

The four arhats looked at each other and felt ashamed to sweat, "Amitabha... The matters of the Sutra Pavilion have always been managed by the head master and the three masters of the Xin generation. We are just arhats who have no chance to see this book, and we don't know what the "Naiping Heart Sutra" is..."

Everyone suddenly felt suspicious, and Lin Xian'er's expression froze.

Master Xinmei stared at her and slowly said, "Theft of the scriptures is of great importance and is the secret of this sect. Only the senior brother, the third brother, the fifth brother and me know. How did Lin Tanyue learn that the Shaolin scriptures were stolen? How did he recognize that this sutra was from my Shaolin scriptures?"

People in the world have widely heard of the name of the Heart Sutra, but few people know about the Heart Sutra; but there are many printed copies of the Heart Sutra, and the only part of the Heart Sutra is.

Lin Xian'er's disciple opened her mouth and suddenly realized that once she answered this question, it would be like she would not tell herself!

Wuhua still added fuel to the fire: "Shaolin has not promoted it, so only the plum blossom thief himself will know about theft of the scriptures."

Lin Xian'er asked in a hurry: "But the little masters have never heard of the Naiping Heart Sutra, how can you know that it is a Shaolin thing!"

Wuhua looked at her coldly without answering.

But Xinmei answered for him: "The ordinary disciples of the Sutra Library have no chance to know this secret, except for the leaders of all generations and a few old monks who are guarding the Sutra Library, they will only know the disciples who may become the next leader."

Everyone in the world knows that Wuhua was once only one step away from inheriting Shaolin.

Although the next leader of Shaolin's inner command is his senior brother Wuxiang who is nothing but his, the high expectations that Master Tianfeng once placed on him are also true and scorching.

Some people who are not slow-witted have already tasted the meaning of this, and their eyes looking at Lin Xian'er gradually became dangerous.

Lin Xian'er's face was ashes, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Not good! I'm really going to die this time!!
Chapter completed!