After listening to Jie's question, Tongbei pretended to turn a deaf ear and looked at him coldly.
Fang Ji, who was behind Liao Jie, looked at Fake Tong Bei like this and almost had an attack. He said fiercely: "Say it quickly, if you don't want me to punch you, I want you to look good."
As he said that, he clenched his fists and ran north towards the fake road.
"Stop." Liaojie shouted and stopped Yuanji's fist, "Master Yuanji, you all go down first, I will talk to this person alone."
Before Liao Jie finished speaking, Qiao Zhenyue intervened and said: "Master Liao Jie, Qiao actually saw some clues."
When everyone heard what Qiao Zhenyue said, they all looked at Qiao Zhenyue. They saw him walking slowly to the side of Fake Tongbei, grabbing the human skin mask behind him, looking at it, and making gestures at his face,
He opened his mouth and said: "Your disguise technique is very exquisite. I have been thinking just now, how did you manage to have the same bone and skin appearance as Tongbei without putting some dough under the skin?"
Everyone was curious when they heard Qiao Zhenyue's question. The Shaolin Temple has always been upright and disdained the art of disguise. Who among the members of the Songshan League gave him this art of disguise?
Qiao Zhenyue continued: "At first, I simply thought your disguise technique was very sophisticated, but you really shouldn't have been so excited just now."
The fake Tongbei was stunned, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and said: "What are you talking about? I said what I said in my heart, why can't I be excited?"
"Of course you can be excited, but you shouldn't be excited." Qiao Zhenyue looked at him and touched his neck with one hand. "Your disguise skills are very high. One person can wear a human skin."
Of course, you can also wear two masks. You were so excited just now, and the veins on your face were so bulging, but the redness on your face was faint. At first glance, I thought your face was covered with fog, but I guess it should be
Maybe it’s because I’m wearing another mask.”
After that, Qiao Zhenyue exerted force with his fingertips, and a human skin mask as thin as a cicada's wing was pulled off by him, and the face under the mask was exactly the same as Tongbei's.
shock.
Shocked.
Everyone was shocked, even Qiao Zhenyue and "Tongbei" were shocked.
Qiao Zhenyue and everyone else did not expect that the person under the mask looked exactly like Tongbei, and "Tongbei" did not expect that there would be anyone in the world who could see his disguise skills.
The most poisonous strategy in the world is nothing but the chain tactic, the hardest formation to break is nothing but the chain formation, and of course the most ugly disguise technique is nothing but the chain disguise technique.
People are always most likely to relax when they achieve small things. Those who have achieved great things in ancient and modern times are those who have lofty goals and are not limited by small profits - take one step and look at the next two or three steps.
Qiao Zhenyue stretched his fingers to "Tongbei"'s neck again and exerted another force. This time he didn't tear off the mask, but made "Tongbei" laugh.
"Tongbei" said with a smile: "I thought you were a keen person, but you still fell into my trap. Do you think I have a third layer of mask?"
Qiao Zhenyue also laughed and said: "It seems that you are more skilled. Are you and Tongbei twins?"
"Tongbei" was silent for a moment, as if thinking, and then said: "Yes, he and I are twins."
"Where's Tongbei?" Qiao Zhenyue asked.
"He is my brother, of course he is alive and well."
Suddenly, Qiao Zhenyue was stunned and suddenly remembered that he was not in the Beggar Clan, and this person was not his disciple. He turned to look at Jie and said: "Master Jie, you better ask, I won't overstep my bounds."
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Liao Jie nodded and asked, without being polite, "Are you two brothers from the Songshan Alliance?"
"Tongbei" looked at Jie and just smiled, but said nothing.
"I'm asking you something!" Liao Jie said, "Tongbei is a lay monk, how could he enter the Songshan League? And who are you? What is your purpose in joining Shaolin?"
"No comment!" The man smiled, then closed his eyes, as if he didn't care about life or death.
Didn't he say whether he was protecting his brother or the Songshan Alliance, or was there something hidden behind this?
It's getting dark.
The dark night slipped quietly into the house along the eaves, drowning out the last trace of light. In the Discipline Hall, several monks lit candles, and the flames were like beans, dispelling a trace of darkness. But because of this light, the night was still night.
The darkness appears darker and darker because of this little bit of light.
Liao Jie held up the candle and looked toward "Tongbei". The firelight shone on their faces, making their faces dark.
"That's all, that's all. I'll leave it to you to interrogate Lie Chan. Don't use torture. Just bear with him and don't let him sleep. He will eventually be unable to bear it." Liao Jie said weakly, as if he couldn't bear it anymore.
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"Yes, senior brother abbot."
Liao Jie added: "Clan Leader Qiao, Junior Brother Yuanji, and Uncle Cheng Nan, please come with me. I have something to discuss with you. The rest of you should go back to your room to rest early. There are too many facts today.
It’s time for everyone to get tired.”
Indeed, there are many facts today. First, there was a dispute between the orthodox and secular people in the dining room, and an orthodox monk died in the hands of a lay monk. Then, the Sutra Pavilion was burned down, and two volumes of Shaolin secrets were lost. And this
True and false, what is their purpose?
All kinds of questions are lingering in everyone's mind, and they don't have a clue.
Inside the Liaojie meditation room.
Liao Jie, Qiao Zhenyue, Yuan Ji and Cheng Nan sat around a small table with a lamp and a pot of tea.
The lamp is not very bright, just enough to illuminate the small table.
The tea is not very fragrant, but it is just enough to relieve the depression in my heart.
There are not many people, but they happen to be the four people who can decide important matters.
"The oil in this lamp is almost running out. It doesn't shine very well." Liao Jie said.
When a few people heard this, they naturally understood what Jie was thinking. They had no time to worry about it when the oil was exhausted and the lamp was dry.
"I often feel empty in my heart these days, and I have no energy to speak or do anything." Lie Jie continued.
Everyone listened, but didn't say a word.
"I want to say... I want to ask everyone, have I really done something wrong in the secular things?" After saying this, there was an uncontrollable loneliness in Liao Jie's eyes, and he lowered his head.
It's like a child who has done something wrong and is waiting for a scolding from the teacher.
Everyone looked at Jie's expression, and although their hearts were full of emotions, their mouths seemed to be sealed, unable to open even a single crack...
