Martial arts Dazhutian

Chapter 230 Layout 12 years ago
The person who came was Xiao Yuanshan.

He saw him standing there in a daze, looking at Qiao Feng, with tears in his eyes.

Over the years, he had seen Qiao Feng secretly from a distance, but this time it was different.

In the early years, he was blinded by hatred in his heart, so that he failed to recognize Qiao Feng when he was a child.

Later, when he grew up, he was afraid that his appearance would be too sudden and affect his happy life.

After all, he still has a big revenge.

He will take responsibility for these revenge matters!
As for the son, as long as he grows up happily, after his revenge is avenged, he will meet father and son again!
This is Xiao Yuanshan's plan.

For many years, the entanglement and pain in his heart are not enough for outsiders to understand.

If Huang Lin hadn't said that Shaolin would use Qiao Feng to suppress the Beggar Gang, he really didn't want to involve Qiao Feng.

But the matter has come to this point, and it can be regarded as recognizing his son!
Thinking of this, Xiao Yuanshan took two steps forward, opened and closed his mouth, and finally shouted hoarsely.

"Feng'er."

"you you."

Qiao Feng looked at the burly man in front of him who looked like himself, and he already understood his identity in his heart.

It's just that the impact just now was too great, and it was a little difficult to accept for a while.

Without saying a word, Xiao Yuanshan pulled the front of his chest with his thick hands.

Looking at the wolf head tattoo on the opponent's chest, Qiao Feng's pupils suddenly constricted, and he couldn't help but also opened his chest.

"My son."

Xiao Yuanshan's expression was agitated, his cheeks twitched slightly, and his lips trembled.

But Qiao Feng just stared blankly, his eyes were blank, and the look of disappointment flashed across his face.

Fortunately, when Huang Lin came here, he told him to give Qiao Feng some more time. Although he was a little disappointed, he was not in a hurry.

After waiting for so many years, this meeting is not bad.

Seeing this, Huang Lin coughed lightly, and then said:
"Senior Xiao, come and have a drink or two. You can't drink my good wine anywhere else. This is the only one in the world."

"Brother Qiao, what happened back then was too complicated, why don't you listen to the seniors first?"

After listening to him, Xiao Yuanshan looked at Qiao Feng expectantly.

Seeing Qiao Feng glance at the two with a dazed expression, he sat down slowly, picked up the wine bowl and drank it down in one gulp.

Even though he was a hero among men, he was completely bewildered by these one after another, and his mind was like a paste.

Seeing him sit down, Xiao Yuanshan heaved a sigh of relief.

It's good to be able to sit and listen, at least not to run away directly.

Dang even stepped into the pavilion and sat down opposite Qiao Feng.

After pouring himself a bowl of wine, he watched Qiao Feng and opened his mouth:

"You and I."

For a moment Xiao Yuanshan didn't know where to start, so he picked up the wine bowl and drank it in one gulp, and then said:
"The old man's surname is Xiao, his name is Yuanshan, and he belongs to the descendant of the Daliao Dynasty."

"The Khitan warrior Huang just mentioned is the old man."

"Back then, this old man took your mother and you through Yanmen. It was supposed to be an ordinary family visit, but it caused our family of three to suffer suddenly."

".In my grief, I hugged you two and jumped off the cliff to commit suicide. I didn't know that you were not dead, so I threw you up, and I, too, did not deserve to die. I fell on the branch of a big tree at the bottom of the valley. If you do it, you are lucky to not die."

What Huang Lin said just now, Xiao Yuanshan said again.

It's just that because he is the person involved, the angle of what he said is different, and the details are much richer.

Hearing that his mother, who had no strength to restrain a chicken, died without a whole body, Qiao Feng clenched his fists tightly, Yabang biting on it.

Xiao Yuanshan saw his expression in his eyes, felt extremely relieved in his heart, and continued to say:

"In this way, the desire to die for the father is gone, and the idea of ​​revenge is born."

"So, after my father found you in Shaolin, he saw that you were doing well, so he didn't show up to meet you. He only wanted to take revenge and take you back outside the Great Wall."

Qiao Feng looked at the old man in front of him who looked exactly like himself, and didn't know what to say.

In the end, Qiang Zi calmed down, turned to look at Huang Lin, and asked:

"Brother Huang, you have taken so much trouble to uncover Qiao's life experience, what are you talking about?"

That is to say, Qiao Feng's concentration is strong enough, if it were an ordinary person, he would have escaped a long time ago, and hid alone to calm down.

Seeing Huang Lin said solemnly:
"Senior Xiao originally wanted to avenge himself alone before meeting you."

As Huang Lin spoke, Xiao Yuanshan and his son all looked over.

"But Shaolin Temple is going to attack the Beggar Gang, so Huang has no choice but to expose the matter directly."

"Shaolin wants to attack my beggar gang?"

Qiao Feng exclaimed when he heard the words, his face full of disbelief.

As one of the most famous martial arts forces in the Jianghu, Shaolin abbot Xuanci and Wang Jiantong, the former head of the Beggar Gang, have a deep friendship. How could they attack the Beggar Gang?

Seeing Qiao Feng's expression of disbelief, Huang Lin couldn't help shaking his head. These days, Shaosen Temple's reputation is really good.

"Speaking of which, Shaolin's layout started long before you took over as the leader of the Beggars' Sect."

After speaking, he began to analyze the matter for the two of them.

"Brother Qiao was brought back to Mount Song by Xuanci, and grew up with Qiao Sanhuai and his wife when he was a child. If he didn't practice martial arts, he could grow up safely with Shaolin taking care of him openly and secretly. Does Brother Qiao think so?"

When it came to business, Qiao Feng had already recovered, thought for a while, and then nodded to confirm.

Seeing this, Huang Lin went on to say:

"If that's the case, then why did Xuan Ci send Xuan Ku to teach you martial arts? He knows you are from the Khitan, no matter how guilty he feels, it's enough to keep you safe, right?"

Before Qiao Feng could speak, Huang Lin continued to talk about his guess.

"And when you were 17 years old, as a Khitan, you became Wang Jiantong's apprentice!"

"Why the beggar gang? You know, you were Xuanku's disciple at that time! As a disciple of Shaolin laymen, you turned around and became the direct disciple of the master of the beggar gang!"

"Something must have happened in the middle that we don't know?"

"Otherwise, you must have been raised from a young age, and you are also a foreigner. As the leader of the Anti-Liao Clan, it is impossible for Wang Jiantong to accept you as a personal disciple?"

Hearing this, Qiao Feng couldn't help frowning.

Anyway, he is also the leader of the gang, so there is speculation in an instant.

"You mean that Shaolin let me join the beggar gang to attack me because of my identity?"

"Yes, Huang received a secret report that Xuandu from Shaolin Bodhi Academy had a secret meeting with Ma Dayuan in September last year, and this letter was taken from Ma Dayuan."

Speaking, Huang Lin pointed to the two letterheads on the table, and continued:
"As for your identity, only Ma Dayuan knows your identity in the Beggar Gang. If your identity is revealed, then the position of leader of the Beggar Gang will definitely be lost, and there will definitely be some troubles in the subsequent power struggle."

"In that way, the turmoil of the Beggar Clan is inevitable. In the interim, Shaolin suppressed a powerful competitor without any effort."

Speaking of this, Huang Lin picked up the wine bowl.

"I don't know, does Brother Qiao believe Huang's conjecture?"

After speaking, he drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp.

(End of this chapter)