'Sure enough, Xue Muhua faked his death. I guess he has already met the Xingxiu disciples.'

After everyone paid their respects, Gong Yeqian looked around and had no intention of speaking.

Xuannan looked up at the sky and saw that it was getting late, so he said to the old servant.

"Amitabha, we came here to seek medical consultation, but we never expected that Doctor Xue had already gone to the Pure Land of Buddha."

"It's getting late today. I and my group would like to stay at your house for one night. Is it possible to make it convenient?"

Seeing that there was no excuse for delaying, the old servant could only nod his head.

"Yes, yes! Everyone, please sit down and prepare tea and vegetarian meals."

The old servant turned around and walked out of the door, acting in a hurry.

After a long time, Xuannan was thinking in his heart, completely unaware that the old servant had not appeared for a long time.

'Alas, the masters and nephews have Ding Chunqiu's poisonous hand in their bodies, but they don't know what to do?'

After everyone carried the injured person to the front hall, they all speculated on the cause of the incident, but they still could not figure out the reason for the trap set by Divine Doctor Xue by pretending to be dead.

The three of them walked towards the back room, all on guard.

"The coffin is too heavy. It is definitely not a human corpse. I'm afraid Divine Doctor Xue is still alive."

The more everyone argued, the angrier Bao BuTong became and shouted angrily.

Bao BuTong grabbed two hens and threw them directly onto the coffin.

After a burst of noise, the coffin was slowly opened by Deng Baichuan. Everyone quickly held their breaths for fear of poisonous powder floating out of the coffin.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Beat him up!"

Seeing this, Gong Yeqian on the side spoke to Ye Wuxin.

But with Xuannan and Xantong by his side, how could he, a young monk who was only a disciple of his own, speak rashly?

Xuannan's expression changed, and he immediately stood up and asked him.

‘Fireworks, it’s been a long time since I’ve seen them.’

Deng Baichuan thought for a moment and said to everyone in the lobby.

Gong Yeqian's gaze fell on the coffin.

Everyone has been busy since morning, and has not had a sip of water, and they dare not touch the food in the mansion.

"Third brother, don't act rashly. Doctor Xue is a friend of the eminent monks of Shaolin Temple after all. It's better not to act rashly, lest you get poisoned again."

Everyone waited for half an hour, but the old servant was nowhere to be seen. Bao Tongtong was worried about the bad situation and couldn't help but become anxious.

Seeing this, Ye Wuxin also stood up with a calm expression.

Gong Yeqian and Bao Tongtong looked at each other and immediately understood that there was a fraud here, and hurriedly ran into the lobby.

"What's the reason for this? Even if Divine Doctor Xue doesn't want to cure him, he won't do it secretly."

Feng Bo evil held on to his sick body, looking like he was ready to fight to the death.

Having said this, Xuannan looked at the four retainers of the Murong family.

For a while, no one dared to approach the coffin for fear of being affected by the terrifying poison.

Xuannan sighed softly, with a helpless tone.

Just when he was about to touch it, he subconsciously retracted his hand, took a piece of clothing from the clothes drying pole nearby and wrapped it in his hand, and then said to everyone.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and the feathers from the two dead chickens flew off one after another. They were so dead that they could no longer die.

Ye Wuxin, who knew the reason, remained silent and watched the situation develop.

Gong Yeqian had a thought in his mind and immediately realized that something was wrong.

"Mr. Bao, please sit down, and the young monk can go help the old gentleman with his work."

"This is not a firework, it is a signal that the enemy is coming in force."

"Second brother, please step back. That doctor Xue is known as the 'enemy of the king of hell' must have deep knowledge in poison. Third brother, catch a few living creatures and bring them here."

The two hens clucked loudly, flew over the coffin, landed directly on the ground, and ran towards the yard.

"People's hearts are unpredictable, so we must take precautions. Dear monks, please forgive me for being rude."

"It's getting late, little master, I'll go with you."

I saw that there were no corpses in the coffin, but stones were placed in it. A bowl of water was placed among the stones, which was obviously poison.

"Master, please forgive me for being rude, I want to see the coffin of Doctor Xue."

"The poisonous gas here is very strong. It's not advisable to stay here for a long time. Let's go to the front hall and take a rest."

The Xue family's house is quite decent, with more than ten or twenty rooms in front and back. The three of them searched the house but could not find the missing old servant.

As soon as Luck's inner strength lifted the coffin, Gong Yeqian felt that the coffin was very heavy, and it was definitely not a dead person.

Floating down, Xuannan looked ugly and muttered to himself.

"Everyone, please be careful. There is no one else in the house except us. Doctor Xue is probably faking his death."

After everyone had negotiated and was about to leave the place, a light suddenly flashed in the sky in the northwest corner.

However, after just a few steps, the two hens turned over, kicked their feet a few times, and fell to the ground motionless.

Slowly putting the coffin back into place, he turned his gaze and said to everyone in the lobby.

Ye Wuxin knew in her heart that the old servant probably regarded his group as Xue Muhua's enemy and had fled long ago.

"Did Gongye Donor find anything wrong?"

"If there really is Liang Zi, why would we come as promised and willingly fall into other people's traps?"

It was getting dark, and no one in the dark hall dared to light the lights, for fear of being caught in some hidden plot.

"Amitabha, even if Donor Xue doesn't want to treat our injuries, he still won't arrange a trap to kill people. I wonder if any of you have any thoughts?"

Deng Baichuan nodded slowly, this was the only way at the moment.

Bao BuTong's tone was quite harsh, and his expression showed dissatisfaction.

"I'm going to find the old gentleman. The master and the two brothers are waiting here."

Deng Baichuan took out the short blade, turned the outer breath into the inner breath, inserted the tip of the single knife into the seam of the coffin lid and pulled it upward.

A line of red flame spread out in all directions, turning into sparks, illuminating the dark night, and then disappeared without a trace a moment later.

Ye Wuxin looked up and saw nothing but illusion.

"Amitabha, let's leave this house as soon as possible and go to a nearby farmhouse to get a meal. Donor Deng, do you have any opinion?"

Deng Baichuan frowned and signaled his second brother to stay away from the coffin mound.

"That's all."

"Two masters, we don't have the slightest clue. Gusu Murong has never been involved with Divine Doctor Xue, let alone any rift."

"If you don't cure it, then cure it. Is it necessary to poison him? I set fire to his house and see where he can hide!"

Bao BuTong was about to take action, but was stopped by Deng Baichuan.

During the conversation, Xuan Nan stood up from the ground, his body light and elegant, standing on the wall and looking at the situation inside the coffin.

"Third brother, please wait in the hall. I will stand in front, and the second and third brothers will stand in the back. Two masters, this matter has nothing to do with Shaolin. As long as you don't interfere, Gusu Murong will be deeply virtuous."

Xuan Nan slowly shook his head, Xuan Tong remained silent.

"What do you mean by what Donor Deng said? No matter who the enemy is, Shaolin Temple cannot just sit idly by and ignore it. The right and wrong in this situation should be explained clearly in person."

"All novice monks, be on alert and beware of the enemy's arrival."
Chapter completed!