One Punch Tang Monk

Chapter 31 Guys with a good first impression are often...

The dead silence lasted only for a moment, and then it was overshadowed by the uproar of the audience.

"How is it possible, how is it possible that Master Guangzhi ordered it."

"This monk spouts blood. Could it be that he likes children as much as that monster, so he will help him. Otherwise, why would he have a little girl with him?"

"Yes, that woman smashed the roof of the side hall with a stick last night, she must not be human!"

Everyone looked at Guangzhi standing on the table, and Tang Sanzang standing in front of the table pointing at Guangzhi, with different expressions on their faces, discussing softly.

"This... the master must have misunderstood, how can this matter have anything to do with me. Moreover, the child's clothes were found in the monster's closet. This matter was exposed by the master and his disciples. All the folks who were present last night can Testify. The master was not in the monastery last night, so I'm afraid he doesn't know about it." Guangzhi looked at Tang Sanzang with a calm expression on his face.

"Yes, we all saw it last night. The monster hid the children's clothes in the closet. It's absolutely true!" Someone in the crowd echoed.Everyone nodded, looking at Tang Sanzang with a little wariness, and many people looked at Sun Wukong.

Sun Wukong glanced at Tang Sanzang and then at Guangzhi.He turned around and looked outside the gate, neither nodding nor objecting, just muttering softly: "Isn't it really that ugly monk?"

"I saw with my own eyes that you and Guangmou were talking under the poplar tree outside my small courtyard, you ordered him to set the fire, but he should not be able to speak now, if what I said is right, then nod. Tang Sanzang didn't care about the eyes and words of the crowd, and looked at Guangmou who was gradually quieting down, a rag was stuffed in his mouth, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Everyone looked at Guangmou in unison, even Wukong turned his head slightly.

Guang Mou stared at Guang Zhi, nodded his head vigorously, his bloodshot eyes were full of anger.

"How come..." Sun Wukong clenched his fist and squinted at Guangzhi, "This kid lied to me?"

The faces of all the people present also changed slightly, and they looked at each other for a while, not knowing whose words to believe.If Guangzhi really ordered Guangmou to burn down the meditation room, then what was he doing for it?

"It's nonsense. This monster hates me for exposing him. How can he take what he said seriously." Guangzhi flicked his sleeves, looked at Tang Sanzang angrily and said, "I respect that you came from the kingdom of heaven, Obviously the evidence is conclusive, but you are talking nonsense and slandering me, could it be that you and this evildoer are in the same party?"

Then he pointed to Xiong Xiaobu who was standing at the door and continued: "You came to stay overnight but didn't sleep in the temple. You disappeared for one night. Your little female apprentice still doesn't know where she is, and she abducted someone from nowhere. Little girl, if you don’t tell me where this little girl was kidnapped today, you will definitely not be able to get out of this temple.”

Hearing this, the people standing next to Tang Sanzang took a few steps back, all looked at Tang Sanzang warily, and some young and middle-aged men even clenched their sticks and hatchets for self-defense.Some people who lost their children also squeezed to the front, looking at Xiong Xiaobu standing beside Sun Wukong, wanting to see if it was their own child.

"Fuck, it's a waste of talent for this guy not to go to the United States to participate in the presidential election. There is nothing wrong with fooling the masses." Tang Sanzang complained in his heart, with his expression still indifferent, he jumped onto the wooden table and looked at him. Subconsciously retreated to Guangzhi who was on another table, "Your so-called solid evidence is actually full of loopholes."

"How many people have seen this with their own eyes, it's possible that they all lied!" Guang Zhi said coldly.

Those people who came to put out the fire last night all expressed their support for Guangzhi.

"It's not lying, they just saw the false facts." Tang Sanzang shook his head, pointed to Puxuan and continued: "Abbot Puxuan has a habit of collecting cassocks, and he likes to show off. If I guess correctly, those cassocks should be Is it in the closet in his room?"

Tang Sanzang looked inquiringly at a square-faced monk who was carrying a hanger yesterday, he could remember everyone he had met.Although everyone didn't understand what Tang Sanzang wanted to say, they followed his gaze and looked over.

The square-faced monk was watched by everyone, hesitated for a while, then nodded and said: "Yes."

Seeing his confession, Tang Sanzang continued: "Last night, in order to show off his wealth to me, Puxuan sent people to his room to remove all the cassocks. At that time, all the wardrobes were opened, and there were no children's clothes Clothes, why did the child's clothes appear in it when Wukong smashed the closet?"

"This... really didn't exist at that time." The square-faced monk was taken aback for a moment, but he still nodded.The monks who carried the cassocks last night all nodded to show that they did not see the children's clothes in the closet.

"We clearly saw the clothes flying out of the closet, how could it not be..." the bearded old man murmured last night with a look of disbelief.

"What's going on here? Are there children's clothes in Abbot Puxuan's closet?" The monks standing beside him didn't know who to trust.

"Then who did it?" Sun Wukong glanced over the crowd, and when he landed on Tang Sanzang, he suddenly remembered what he had praised before, and suddenly felt a little hot on his face. Let's just say, if Puxuan was not the murderer, then wouldn't she have arrested the wrong person?

"It may be that there is a interlayer in his closet, and the clothes inside were discovered only after it was broken." Guang Zhi's complexion changed slightly, and he clenched his hands under the wide-sleeved monk's robe tightly, and said loudly.

"No, someone put these children's clothes in after taking out the cassock. Because the light was too dark, they put the hangers back in the closet and didn't look carefully, so no one found the children's clothes." Before everyone had anything to say, Responding, Tang Sanzang had already taken up the conversation, his eyes swept across the monks, fixed on a thin young monk, pointed to him and said, "You, come out."

The little monk balked and refused to come out, and the monks around him didn't dare to get involved, they all scattered to the side and let him out at once.

Guangzhi looked at the little monk, his expression changed.

Everyone listened to Tang Sanzang's words, and they were all confused at this moment, but many people were not so sure that Puxuan was a monster.

300 years ago, Puxuan rebuilt the Guanyin Temple little by little, and the stories of his perseverance and hardships have been passed down from generation to generation.In those stories, there are countless deeds about how he went out to beg for alms and rescue the folks in Qiushan Town.

Everyone stared at the little monk, wondering why Tang Sanzang called him out.

"You put the clothes in the abbot's closet, right? When you went to carry the cassock last night, you went out with them, and they all came back together. Only you came back half a quarter of an hour late." Tang Sanzang looked at the man. The little monk's voice turned cold, "Who ordered you to do it?"

The young monk was only fourteen or fifteen years old, and he was so panicked by everyone staring at him. After hearing Tang Sanzang's words, he was so anxious that he almost burst into tears. His eyes subconsciously looked at Guangzhi. After Guangzhi's gaze, he trembled all over, and quickly looked away, looking at Tang Sanzang trembling, but said firmly: "I don't know what you are talking about, I don't know anything, and I haven't done anything. "

The corners of Guangzhi's mouth rose slightly, and he looked at Tang Sanzang with a sneer and said, "You can't make up the story, can you? You weren't in the temple at all last night, and everything was just your nonsense."

Many people in the audience breathed a sigh of relief, obviously they still didn't believe that Guangzhi blamed Puxuan and deceived everyone, and they hated Tang Sanzang even more.

"Wukong, this bitch refuses to tell the truth." Tang Sanzang looked at the trembling little monk, and looked back at Sun Wukong helplessly, begging for help.

"To deal with sluts, if you are scared, you will be honest." Sun Wukong curled his lips and raised his hand, as if he had thrown something.

The next moment, a golden stick as thick as a bucket fell from the sky and hit the little monk directly in front of him.

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