The Heavens: Rebirth of Xu Zhu, Recognizing His Father at the Beginning

Chapter 37 Death

As soon as they entered the gate and saw that Zen Master Zhiguang was safe and sound, they took off the disguise on their faces.

Zen Master Zhiguang put his hands together and spoke slowly.

"Good, good, donor Qiao, your real name is Xiao, do you know?"

Qiao Feng trembled. Although he knew that he was a Khitan, he still didn't know the names of his parents.

When I heard Zen Master Zhiguang say that his surname was ‘Xiao’, I realized that the mystery of my life experience was being revealed bit by bit.

Qiao Feng bowed.

"Xiao Ke is not filial, he just came to beg the master for advice."

Zen Master Zhiguang nodded slightly and led several people into the quiet room.

"Please take a seat, both of you."

The three people sat down on the chairs, and the novice monk who had just left served them tea. They saw that their appearance changed drastically, and one of them even turned into a woman.

"Besides, if he went to the Shaolin Temple to obtain Buddhist scriptures, how could he bring a wife who knew nothing about martial arts and a baby under one year old in his arms?"

"please."

Xiao Feng's mind was in chaos, and he realized the sadness of his biological father when he wrote his last words, and he fell into grief and couldn't extricate himself.

Xiao Feng's heart trembled, he took the old cloth and unfolded it slowly.

"Lao Na heard that in order to investigate the matter, Benefactor Xiao had beaten to death the four elders of the Beggar Clan, Elder Xu, Mr. Tan, Po Tan, and Zhao Qiansun, and also killed the iron-faced judge Shan Zhengman."

Xiao Feng and A'Zhu walked through a bamboo-shaded path and came to a small house.

The basement of the hut had not been cleaned for a long time and was very dusty. One by one, the handwriting appeared clearly in front of the two of them.

"Well, it turned out to be a joke?! What happened to this delusional man?"

"Donor Xiao, this is the inscription on the top of the stone wall."

"At first, I, your Lord, led the Khitan warriors to the Shaolin Temple to seize the scriptures. After reading the translation on the stone wall, I realized that there was a misunderstanding in this matter. It was a big mistake."

"No, when I searched outside Yanmen Pass, the writing on the stone wall had long been shoveled clean, leaving no trace."

"Afterwards, we investigated the source of the news and found that it was actually the work of a delusional person. This person deliberately wanted to play tricks on the leader, making him travel thousands of miles to make fun of him."

"From now on, I am Xiao Feng, not Qiao Feng."

Xiao Feng looked at the writing below and was in a daze.

"A poor monk cannot bear the word kindness."

Although the novice was amazed in his heart, he did not dare to stay at all due to the presence of the master.

"I also ask the master to interpret it."

Seeing this, Zen Master Zhiguang said slowly, with a very complicated tone.

For a moment, Qiao Feng had mixed feelings. The national surname of the Liao Kingdom was Yelu, and all the queens in the past generations had the surname Xiao. The descendants of the Xiao family were very powerful in the Liao Kingdom.

After a while, the novice monk who led the way walked into the quiet room and said to Xiao Feng and A'Zhu.

"'My mentor was a Han from the Southern Dynasties. I had sworn before my mentor not to kill Han people. Who would have thought that today I killed more than ten people in a row? I feel ashamed and painful. After my death, I will never see my mentor again. This is Xiao Yuanshan's last work.'"

"Now that the work has been done and the writings on the stone wall have been eradicated, how can these dozens of lives survive?"

"Your Majesty left a handwriting on the stone wall outside Yanmen Pass. He claimed that his surname was Xiao and his name was Yuanshan. He called you Feng'er in the written text."

'All things are common, and all living beings are equal. Sages, sages, and beasts are all treated equally. Han people and Khitans are both real and illusory. Gratitude, resentment, honor, and disgrace are all in the dust.'

"Who is that big brother who takes the lead?"

"Your Majesty has decided to commit suicide, and there is no reason to write lies to deceive others before he dies."

After a pause, Zhiguang continued.

"Almsgiver Xiao, the meaning of this line of text is 'Feng'er was one year old, and he took his wife to his grandmother's house for a banquet. On the way, he encountered a Southern Dynasty robber. Things happened in a hurry, his wife and children were harmed by Taoism, and Zuo did not want to live again.'"

After Xiao Feng heard what Zhiguang said, he respectfully put away the big piece of cloth.

As soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Feng burst into tears and immediately bowed to Zen Master Zhiguang.

Zhiguang sighed softly.

"Yes, Uncle Xiao."

Sometimes when the Liao lord was young and Empress Dowager Xiao was in power, the Xiao family became more powerful.

After finishing writing, Zen Master Zhiguang smiled slightly and slowly closed his eyes.

"I also burned Shanjiazhuang to a white ground. I expect that the donor will come here sooner or later. Please wait a moment. I want to ask the donor to see something."

"We expanded it back then and asked people in Yanmen Pass who knew the Khitan script for explanations. We asked several people in succession, and they all had the same idea. I guess I can't be wrong."

"I have never known my father's name until today. I have shown you my great kindness. Please accept my prayers."

"This is the legacy of Mr. Xiao's ancestors. I ask Master to give it to me."

As soon as he said this, Zen Master Zhiguang was silent for a long time, and then suddenly asked a question.

Xiao Feng nodded slowly.

"Xiao Daxia, I believe you have seen the writings left on the stone wall outside Yanmen Pass."

The two walked in and saw Zhiguang sitting on a futon, smiling at Xiao Feng.

Suddenly finding out that he was a Khitan, Qiao Feng was lost in thought for a moment, then turned around and said to A'Zhu.

"It should have been returned."

Zen Master Zhiguang was silent for a long time, giving Xiao Feng time to collect his thoughts.

"Master invites you two to come to the Zen room to talk."

I know it is Khitan writing, and the writing strokes are vigorous and powerful, like a knife chopping and an axe chiseling.

The novice opened the door and whispered.

"Thank you, Master, for informing me of the ins and outs of this incident, so that Xiao Feng can start a new life. Xiao just wants to ask one more thing."

Qiao Feng slowly kowtowed, and A'Zhu beside him also left his position and stood up.

After a moment of silence, Zhiguang continued:

Seeing that Xiao Feng had already accepted the facts, Zen Master Zhiguang spoke again.

Slowly stretched out his fingers and started writing on the ground.

After hearing Zhiguang say that this was carved by his biological father with a short sword in the past, Xiao Feng felt his eyes blurred and tears streaming down his face.

I saw that the old cloth was made up of many rags sewn together. The characters on the cloth were all hollow white characters with strange gestures and looked similar to Chinese characters, but Xiao Feng could not read any of them.

After saying that, without waiting for Xiao Feng to explain, Zhiguang stood up and walked to the back hall of the quiet room without looking back.

Zhiguang clasped his hands together.

Qiao Feng shook his head.

After a moment, he asked in confusion.

"We have kept your original name, just because you will be raised by Qiao Sanhuai and his wife, so you need to change your surname."

"Donor Xiao, what else can you do?"

A'Zhu nodded slowly.

Slowly taking out a huge piece of old cloth from his sleeve, Zhiguang looked at Xiao Feng with a calm tone.

"The elder brother who took the lead to find out the truth was extremely angry, but the man escaped without a trace and disappeared from the martial arts world. Thirty years have passed, and I guess he will no longer be alive."

"Master, who is that big brother who is taking the lead? Please clarify."

After asking several questions in succession, Zhiguang smiled but did not answer.

Xiao Feng took a closer look and couldn't help being surprised. Although Zen Master Zhiguang's face was smiling, it seemed to be stiff and motionless.

Zen Master Zhiguang committed suicide by taking poison and passed away to heaven.

There is a close connection downstairs at Shushu's house. It's very uncomfortable.

p(⌒｀q)゜.

(End of chapter)