Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

In the past, when Su Xinghe didn't create a sect for the deaf and mute, there were eight disciples in the sect. While teaching Xiaoyao sect martial arts, they also taught each other a miscellaneous subject. Among them, Kang Guangling, the eldest, inherited the skill of playing the piano. This man was highly skilled in martial arts and excellent in piano skills. Although he was over sixty years old, his temperament was the same as that of a child, so he was known as "Qin Maniac" in the world.

Outsiders don't know what Kang Guangling's martial arts is, but Murong Fu knows it very well. If you want to compare, he should be just a little weaker than Xuan Nan, the eminent monk of Shaolin Bodhidharma Academy. Just by his appearance, he can make Shaolin and Gusu four You can tell by the surging Qi and blood that this person has deep internal energy. Then Ding Chunqiu appeared. At that time, no one in Divine Doctor Xue's village even finished a round. Only he, Xuan Nan and Old Monster Ding passed a few moves. From this, it can be seen that this person's martial arts cultivation is far superior to Deng Baichuan, the strongest among the four generals.

Now, in terms of seniority, he should call this "Qin Dian" his nephew. Ever since Su Xinghe donated the book, Murong Fu had long wanted to recruit the eight friends of Hangu to his command, but he was only delayed by escorting Boluoxing and the two. Secondly, I don’t know the specific whereabouts of the Eight Friends of Hangu. Then Divine Doctor Xue returned from Luoyang, and Murong Fu asked about the whereabouts of his eight friends. Divine Doctor Xue only said that their brothers and sisters would meet at Divine Doctor Xue's house once every two years, and the time was scheduled to be June 5th. And this year happened to be not the year when the eight friends made an appointment to get together. In other words, if Murong Fu wants to see the remaining seven people, he will have to wait until next year.

He frowned, next year? One year was enough for Murong Bo to do many things. I don’t know how much trouble has come to my door, and I am in urgent need of trustworthy manpower. Feng BoE and Bao BuTong are trustworthy, but their abilities are not very good. Deng Baichuan and Gongye were barely capable of doing anything, but they themselves couldn't trust them.

Who knows when, Xuanbei's bomb will be detonated, and then Shaolin will become his enemy. His reputation as Nan Murong will be shattered into pieces, and he will be surrounded by enemies everywhere in the martial arts world.

He didn't believe that Arjuna's superb disguise technique could be learned casually as she said. Although Abi's musical attainments were promoted by Kang Guangling, the Murong family also spent a lot of money to train this little girl in the next few years. Now think about what A'Zhu said when he met Qiao Feng. They were full of lies and not a single word could be believed! Regardless of other things, the secret of the Yi Jin Jing hidden in the Shaolin Bodhi Temple is a secret that cannot be discussed openly among the Shaolin Xuan generation. A little girl like A'Zhu was able to steal it when she went out. In the original world, A'Zhu was injured by Xuan Ci's powerful Vajra Fist. In order to cover up the truth, he actually lied in Juxian Village that it was Murong Fu who injured one of his own. Qiao Feng didn't even blame Murong Fu for his lies! As for taking the blame, it’s me, Murong Fu!

It's not like I haven't hinted at A'Zhu in normal times, but it's a pity that the orphan girl Murong Bo picked up has her own way and doesn't take her reminders to heart at all.

Alas, when the time comes, just save this little girl's life and treat her as a master and servant for many years to repay this friendship.

Headache!

He shook his head and smiled bitterly. He had to say that the scheme set up by Murong Bo was really interlocking and perfectly connected. From the current point of view, unless he was ruthless and directly imprisoned A'Zhu and the four generals, there would be no solution.

This feeling is like knowing that there is a pit ahead, but you can't avoid it and can only jump into it. This feeling is really frustrating.

"Go and invite Divine Doctor Xue!"

Murong Fu gave instructions to the boy in the corridor outside.

Not long after, Divine Doctor Xue rushed over and bowed: "Master, what are your orders?"

"Master Nephew Xue, is there any way you can call the other nephews to Shenhe Manor as soon as possible? Uncle Master has important things to entrust to them!"

Doctor Xue looked troubled: "My nephew really doesn't know the whereabouts of the other senior brothers. At the last gathering, the second senior brother mentioned that he and his senior brother Kang Guangling had been making a living in Yangzhou in recent years. Where are they now? knew."

Murong Fu frowned: "You mean to say that Master Nephew Kang and Master Nephew Fan are probably in Jiangsu and Zhejiang? Can they arrive at Shenhe Village in less than three days?"

Divine Doctor Xue accompanied him and said carefully: "It is possible, but my seven senior brothers have always been traveling around and their whereabouts are uncertain. It is hard to say whether they are here or not at the moment. I don't know what important matters my uncle needs to leave to us. Yes, can Mu Hua serve on behalf of the brothers?"

Murong Fu shook his head: "Although you are sincere, your skills are still weak. I'm afraid it will be difficult to handle this matter well."

Doctor Xue's face turned slightly red. What Uncle Murong said really touched his sore spot. The last battle with the Xingxiu disciples gave him a clear understanding of his martial arts level. Compared with killing people with swords, silver needles A living person may be more suitable for you.

Murong Fu thought for a moment: "Senior Nephew Xue, does this mean that your seven senior brothers still don't know that you have arrived at Yanziwu, let alone Senior Brother Su's secret letter?"

"What my uncle said is true."

Murong Fu clapped his hands and applauded: "Okay, in that case, my uncle wants you to spread the hero message and invite the heroes from all over the world to come and watch the ceremony. It is scheduled to be on the fifteenth day of next month. The apprenticeship ceremony will be held at Shenhe Village and you will become the disciple of my Gusu Murong. I don't know my nephew. how about?"

Xue Muhua was shocked at first, but he soon understood Murong Fu's intention, and said with a grimace: "Uncle's plan is not bad, but in this way, my brothers and sisters will inevitably misunderstand, and they will have to find someone." I will settle the accounts with my nephew, and when the time comes, I hope that my uncle Murong will explain it to my nephew."

Murong Fu smiled: "Don't worry, Master Nephew Xue, I will definitely not let you be wronged when the time comes."

Doctor Xue thought about it. In this way, he could tell his junior brothers the good news that the master promised them to return to his sect. It didn't matter if they felt a little wronged, but his uncle's idea was too narrow-minded.

Just do it. Murong Fu mobilized all the available people in Shenhe Village. Those who can write will copy the posts, and those who can't write will spread the posts. In a word, the bigger the noise, the better. It is best to control the entire martial arts world. all know.

Although the eight friends of Hangu are missing, they are still making a living in the world, and they will definitely know about such a big news. In the eyes of the uninformed seven people, Divine Doctor Xue's move was tantamount to betrayal of the master's sect. Given their loyalty to Su Xinghe, the seven of them certainly could not sit back and watch Xue Muhua act like this. There will definitely be a big fuss when the time comes, won't this bring everyone together? So I deliberately set aside a month.

But it's really damaging

Now, my initial idea is to establish a master organization similar to Xixia Yipintang, but more secretive than Yipintang. That's not to say that we should use it to make waves in the world like Murong Bo, but at least we can use it as an intelligence organization. It’s better not to have someone come to your door looking for revenge and not know anything. If nothing else goes wrong, Cui Baiquan and Guo Yanzhi will come to visit again in a few days, and he will have to send these two people away again. Fortunately, he has a sufficient alibi this time and can reason with these two people. In the martial arts world, although martial arts is used to judge respect, blindly convincing others with force is not feasible. If you act like that, you will become the middle-class boy like You Tanzhi.

After returning from Shaolin, Deng Baichuan and the other three returned to the village respectively. After all, they were the owners of the village under the Murong family. Staying in Shenhe Village was not a long-term solution after all.

late at night.

Deng Baichuan stood up, put on his clothes, and headed outside the village. Although he was fat, his martial arts was really not bad. He didn't make a sound during the whole process, so none of the maids and servants in the village were alerted by him.

He used Qinggong, quickly and quickly, and went straight to a hill ten miles away, where a dark shadow was already waiting for him.

"You're half late for burning incense." Heiying said calmly.

Deng Baichuan quickly knelt down on one knee: "I hope my old master will forgive me. I didn't mean it. It's just..."

The black shadow interrupted Deng Baichuan and said: "Okay, no need to say more. My time is limited, let me talk about the young master's movements during this period."

Deng Baichuan said respectfully: "Yes."

Then, Deng Baichuan told in detail everything he knew about Murong Fu during this period, from seeking medical treatment in Dali to the subsequent series of encounters with Ding Chunqiu and others. The figure of the shadow was hidden in the dark night, with no expression visible.

After Deng Baichuan finished speaking, the shadow nodded: "So, Fu'er's martial arts has improved a lot. Yes, you are worthy of being the heir of my Murong family. You need to be more dedicated in the future."

Deng Baichuan said: "Old master, please rest assured, I will revive Dayan and never forget it!"

Black Shadow nodded with satisfaction.

"However, old master, there is one more thing. I think it is worth talking to the old master separately." Deng Baichuan added.

"Oh?"

So Deng Baichuan told in detail the incident in which Murong Fu and others were attacked by mysterious masters in Dali, and the black shadow remained silent throughout the whole process.

After Deng Baichuan finished speaking, the shadow waved his hand and said: "You have been following me for the longest time. I can rest assured that you are doing things. Just go down today."

"Yes." Deng Baichuan saluted again, and then quickly disappeared into the night.

The black shadow frowned and murmured to himself: 'Mysterious master? Could it be that some old guy couldn't bear the loneliness and came out to stretch his muscles? Or."

He snorted coldly and left quickly, leaving no trace of the place where he stood, as if the person standing there just now was not a person, but a ghost in the night.