Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

The two tigers were hit hard and were stunned for a moment. After getting up, they attacked Murong Fu from the left and right again.

Murong Fu withdrew his palm power and deliberately used only three-thirds of the force in each palm to avoid shocking the world and frightening the hunter who was suspected of being Wanyan Aguda. However, even though Murong Fu deliberately withdrew his strength, his performance of knocking over two tigers with his bare hands had already shocked the hunter beside him to forget his movements for a moment.

When Murong Fu knocked the two tigers over again with two palms, the hunter realized what was going on. He saw that the exposed belly of one tiger was a steel fork. Immediately, the tiger's intestines were pierced, and the other tiger turned around and tried to run away when he saw that the situation was not going well. , Murong Fu relaxed his arms and grabbed the tiger's tail with one hand.

That tiger can charge forward with more than a few hundred kilograms of force? However, being pulled by Murong Fu with one hand, he could not move forward at all. Murong Fu smiled and said: "The little cat is quite noisy, where do you want to run?"

After saying that, Murong Fu shouted loudly, and using his true energy, he lifted the tiger's body into the air with a huge force, and smashed it to the ground with a "Peng" sound, creating a shallow pit on the ground, and snow splashed everywhere. .

When the hunter saw Murong Fu lifting the tiger with one hand and smashing it to the ground, he was so shocked that his eyes almost fell out. For a moment, he thought he had seen a god. Murong Fu did the same thing again, holding the tiger's tail and slamming the tiger to the ground several times. Smash it until the tiger bleeds from all its orifices and there is no more movement, then let it go.

The hunter was stunned for a long time, muttering something in his mouth. Murong Fu was stunned for a while, and then he realized that the hunter was thinking of him as a god, ghost, or something like that. After all, he could carry a four to five hundred kilogram tiger and smash it casually. No matter how you look at it, it is out of the scope of normal people. It is not shocking. It is far more shocking than the Condor Man carrying a thin dog weighing 130 to 40 kilograms.

Murong Fu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. After making gestures for a long time, the two finally understood what each other meant. After realizing that the person in front of him was not a god, the admiration in his heart was beyond words. He raised his thumb towards Murong Fu and said a few words. Although Murong Fu couldn't understand his words, looking at the other person's expression, he knew that the other person was praising him for being a hero. So I followed his example, raised my thumbs on both hands, and said, "Hero, hero."

The man was overjoyed, pointed to the tip of his nose and said, "Wanyan Aguda!"

Murong Fu was horrified and moved: The person in front of him was indeed Wanyan Aguda, the great ancestor of the Jin Dynasty who would become famous all over the world in the future. Sometimes things in this world just happen by chance.

Murong Fu cupped his hands and said, "Murong Fu!"

At that moment, the two of them dragged the dead tiger towards Aguda's tribe, one at a time. Along the way, the tiger's huge body drew a long series of traces in the snow.

Along the way, Aguda was very excited and kept pulling Murong Fu to talk. He also knew a few words of Chinese and Khitan, and Murong Fu was a person who could learn all kinds of advanced martial arts secrets at once. After just communicating for a while, the two of them were able to understand each other's general meaning.

Aguda heard that Murong Fu came to Liaodong to look for ginseng according to the reference map. He patted his chest and promised to wrap it with him. When the time came, he asked thousands of people from the Wanyan Department to help find it. Murong Fu thought that it was indeed the case. Yanbu was better than sleeping in a cave on a snowy day, so the two of them set off together.

Aguda was very familiar with this area, which also made Murong Fu more certain that his choice was correct. Although it was late at night and there was heavy snow in the forest, the two of them did not get lost. After walking all night, at dawn, Murong Fu saw that there were gradually more and more footprints in the forest. Aguda kept saying and gesturing that the tribe was close. Sure enough, after turning two mountain cols, he saw a few people stationed in darkness on the southeastern hillside. Hundreds of animal skin tents.

A Gu pursed his lips as a whistle, and someone came out from the tent to greet him.

Murong Fu followed Aguda closer and saw that half of each tent was above the ground and the other half was dug underground. He knew that this was a unique way of keeping warm among the Jurchen tribe here. A fire was lit in front of each tent, and women were surrounding the fire, mending animal skins and marinating animal meat.

Aguda led Murong Fu towards the largest tent, opened the curtain and walked in, followed by Murong Fu.

I saw more than ten people in the camp gathering around the fire and drinking. When they saw Aguda returning, they all cheered loudly. Murong Fu saw Aguda pointing at him, talking and gesticulating, and knowing that the other person was talking about the time when he killed a tiger, everyone looked shocked and was speechless for a while.

While he was getting angry, an old man dressed as a businessman came in and asked Murong Fu, "Does this young master speak Chinese?"

Murong Fu looked happy: "I can speak, I can speak."

When asked about the reason, it turns out that this is the Wanyan tribe of the Jurchen clan. The middle-aged man in the middle of the room is Wanyan Wu Yashu, the current leader of the Wanyan tribe and the eldest brother of Aguda. The Han man's name was Xu Zhuocheng, and he would come here every winter to buy ginseng and furs, and would not return until spring.

Xu Zhuocheng could speak Jurchen, so he became Murong Fu's translator.

Aguda planned to give up his tent for Murong Fu to live in. Murong Fu declined a few words, but Aguda insisted. Murong Fu saw that the other party was sincere and moved in.

Aguda's tent was covered with animal skins. These animal skins, which were valuable in the outside world, were spread randomly on the ground. Although the walls were not very gorgeous, they were much better than Murong Fu warming himself by the fire in the cave.

That night, the Wanyan Department held a banquet to welcome Murong Fu. All the Jurchen warriors came to Murong Fu with wine bowls to toast him. The women gathered outside the tent to peek at this warrior who was like a god. Needless to say, the story of Murong Fu killing the tiger with his bare hands had spread throughout the small Wanyan Department.

The wine brewed by the Jurchens was pungent in the mouth and extremely strong in taste. Murong Fu relied on his profound internal energy to drink it and knocked down more than a dozen strong Jurchen men. The Jurchens regarded Murong Fu as a hero because of their ability to drink. Now they really regarded Murong Fu as a god from heaven.

Murong Fu didn't know how much he drank that night, and he didn't bother to use his internal strength to suppress the alcohol until he was so drunk that he finally struggled back to his tent to rest.

At noon the next day, when the sun shone on his face, Murong Fu woke up from his hangover. In his dream, he felt as if he was still in Yanziwu, with his head resting on his wife's soft knee pillow. And A'Zhu Abi, Mei Lan, Zhu Ju and several other pretty maids were waiting on the side...

"Huh? This feels a little too real?"

Murong Fu muttered, half asleep and half awake.