Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Half a year later, Murong Fu once again embarked on a journey to the North, but this time the destination was not Xixia, but the Liao Kingdom.

It was already early November, and the land south of the Yangtze River was still not very cold, but the white mountains and black waters were already covered in silver and covered with snow.

Compared with the red plums, white snow, and glazed world of the Central Plains, the winter in Saibei is not a place where you can spend time with a stove and a cup of tea.

The cold wind is as cold as a knife, and the heavy snowflakes are no longer enough to describe the snow in the north. The palm-sized snowflakes hit my face, freezing to the bones.

Murong Fu somewhat regretted braving such heavy snow to come to Liaodong. However, according to the description of Huyan Lei Cantu, the thousand-year-old snow ginseng will only appear at this time, which means that such spiritual creatures have become spiritual after they have grown for more than a thousand years. , the rest of the seasons are a waste of time.

Of course Murong Fu would not believe that snow ginseng had magical powers. It must have been due to the cold winter that the medicinal properties of snow ginseng would not be lost easily. The ginseng collectors spread rumors and made up such a story.

Earlier, he had heard about the cold in the Liaodong area, but now that Murong Fu felt it for himself, he felt really uncomfortable. Even though he was wrapped tightly in fox fur and protected by Beiming Zhenqi, he could still feel the coldness that turned into ice when he exhaled.

Murong Fu came to Liaodong for two purposes. One was to find the legendary thousand-year-old snow ginseng based on the reference map and bring it back to Wang Yuyan. The other was to find the Wanyan tribe by the way. It was best to make friends with Wanyan Aguda.

The snow was falling, but there was still no intention of stopping. Murong Fu had been trekking in the snow for three consecutive days. Thanks to his profound skills, he did not feel very tired at this time.

"The snow is getting heavier and heavier. We have to find a place to hide quickly."

Murong Fu took out a piece of dry food from his luggage. The dried meat had been frozen to a point harder than a stone at such a low temperature. It would be better to throw it out as a hidden weapon than to eat it. Murong Fu sighed and said helplessly. Throwing it into the snow, the "hidden weapon" made a pop sound, creating a snow pit in the snow.

Murong Fu hadn't eaten seriously for a day. It was snowing heavily and there was no place to light a fire. Murong Fu didn't know how to use his internal energy to heat food. That was pure lack of heart.

Fortunately, after Murong Fu walked two miles, he found a secret cave. Murong Fu looked happy and got in.

Even more fortunately, there happened to be a lot of branches, hay and other things inside the cave. Murong Fu moved a large stone weighing several hundred kilograms from a short distance away and blocked the entrance of the cave, leaving only a small gap for observation and ventilation. Rest assuredly in the cave.

Murong Fu used his inner strength to light a fire, ate something randomly, took out a blanket, spread it on the ground, and prepared to sleep.

Snowflakes were falling one after another outside, and Murong Fu couldn't help but think of Wang Yuyan and others far away in the south of the Yangtze River.

"I don't know how they are doing at home."

Now that he has a family, he inevitably has more worries in his heart.

Murong Fu was drowsy and about to fall asleep when he suddenly heard a loud "wow" sound and suddenly lost all sleep.

"Is there a tiger?"

Murong Fu suddenly sat up and looked outside the cave. Sure enough, he saw a huge tiger running towards him in the snow. Murong Fu put his hand on his forehead: Although he didn't take the tiger seriously, Murong Fu didn't want to fight with this beast, he just hoped that this thing would be more sensible and not come this way.

Murong Fu's eyesight was much better than that of ordinary people. Coupled with the reflection of the heavy snow, he could see clearly what was happening in the distance even though it was dark night. If he looked carefully, he could see that the tiger had clearly been driven in this direction by someone. Behind him was a man holding a steel fork. Wearing animal skins, chasing tigers.

Murong Fu praised: "Although this man has no martial arts skills, he is extremely brave. If he knows martial arts, he may not be another Xiao Feng."

"Wait? Xiao Feng?"

Murong Fu's mind moved and he remembered the meeting between Xiao Feng and Wanyan Aguda: "Could it be that there is such a coincidence? This person turned out to be the famous Jin Taizu in the future, Wanyan Aguda?"

While thinking about it, the tiger had been chased to a dead end by the strong man holding the steel fork. The tiger originally wanted to run into the cave, but the cave entrance was blocked by a huge boulder. With no way to avoid it, he had to turn around and chase it. The steel fork was sweating all the way.

Seeing the tiger giving up its escape, the young strong man's eyes flashed with joy, and he said something. Murong Fu could clearly hear it, but couldn't understand it at all. At this time, the Jurchen writing had not yet been born, and the Wanyan tribe was a Zhenzhong who gave birth to a girl. A branch of the tribe still stays in the primitive clan stage of knotting ropes to record events. It is bitter cold outside the Great Wall and is not suitable for human habitation. The Jurchen tribe fights with nature among the white mountains and black waters for a chance of survival. Therefore, the Jurchen tribe is unparalleled in the world in bravery.

The tiger put its head close to the snow and roared softly, as if it had suffered a lot before. One person and one tiger, facing each other at a distance of two feet.

After a while, the man holding the steel fork thrust out the steel fork first, aiming directly at the tiger's throat. The tiger moved quickly. It turned around and avoided the tiger's fork. Then it leapt forward and pounced on the hunter.

The hunter moved extremely fast, turned the steel fork upside down, and gave the tiger a hard blow on the waist. Although the tiger was huge, its waist was a weak spot after all. After such a bite, he couldn't help but feel great pain. A tiger roar shook the whole forest and the snow fell down.

The tiger roared several times in succession, and suddenly, a tiger roar came from the other side of the forest, echoing the tiger's roar.

Murong Fu thought to himself: "There is another tiger? Could it be a pair?"

While he was doubting, a strange wind blew in the forest, and another fierce tiger swooped out of the snow like a sharp arrow and pounced on the hunter holding a steel fork.

The hunter was surprised when he saw another tiger. When the other tiger saw its companion coming, it was no longer afraid and took the initiative to attack the hunter. Although the hunter was one against two, he was not afraid in the face of danger. The steel fork was everywhere and almost stabbed him several times. Tiger's head.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Murong Fu shouted: "Brother, let me help you fight the tiger together!"

As he spoke, he used his palm force to move the stone away, and the man jumped out of the cave.

The man suddenly saw Murong Fu emerging from the snow. He was startled and shouted loudly. Murong Fu didn't understand what he was talking about and ignored him.

Seeing that the new target was obviously smaller and did not have the steel fork that made them suffer so much, the tigers naturally pounced on Murong Fu in both directions.

Murong Fu smiled and cursed: "A little wise, but not much."

While he was talking, two tigers pounced on him. Murong Fu used both palms to hit the tiger's head firmly, knocking both tigers upside down and flying away.