Zongwu: Murong Fu! I want both the beauty and the kingdom

The two walked and stopped here and there. They found that Yunnan was indeed different from the Central Plains. The flowers and plants were very lush and the people were very simple.

Zhong Wanchou is also slowly changing. In the past, when people said he was ugly, he would feel indignant. But now, when people say he is ugly, he can take it calmly.

When they arrived at the Baiyi village, although the Baiyi people had a natural aversion to the Han people, they still warmly welcomed Zhong Wanchou and Murong Fu.

Upon hearing that the village was being attacked by wild beasts, Murong Fu and Zhong Wanchou decided to stay for one more night to help the people of Baiyi Village.

When Murong Fu came to Jianghu, he always felt that the martial artists in Jianghu were somewhat out of touch with the masses and thought they were superior to others. Murong Fu felt that this was not right, and that people like Guo Jing were flesh and blood and grew up from ordinary people.

He also uses his abilities to help ordinary people, so Guo Jing's words "The greatest heroes serve their country and their people" are truly convincing.

In this way, Murong Fu and Zhong Wanchou stayed in the village for a few more days and killed the tiger that was causing trouble in the village. In the tiger's habitat, the two saw many human bones and realized that the tiger had caused a lot of trouble.

By the time Zhong Wanchou carried the tiger's body back to Baiyi Village, the village was already filled with jubilation.

The Baiyi Village had gotten rid of this threat and happily held a grand celebration ceremony that evening, and Murong Fu and Zhong Wanchou won everyone's respect and favor.

"Master, I used to be a bad guy. I would fight people whenever I disagreed with them. That's why people were afraid of me, even the people in Wanchou Valley. They just respected me because they were afraid of me.

Now I listen to you, I am a good person and I do good things. I can feel that people like me and respect me from the bottom of their hearts!

Sir, you have made me live differently.

"Master, I, Zhong Wanchou, offer you a bowl of wine!" Zhong Wanchou happily drank it all, and Murong Fu also happily drank with everyone.

Since Murong Fu came to this world, the area where he has been active has become larger and larger. He has a feeling that the spiritual energy between heaven and earth is becoming more and more abundant, and that the people in this world are becoming more and more lively.

Before, only the few people around him were vivid and real. But now, he could clearly feel that the young ladies from Baiyi Village took turns toasting him and singing folk songs to him.

Watching the cheerful dance of the men and women in the Baiyi village, Murong Fu also got high after drinking a lot of alcohol.

He found a pot lid and a cowhide drum in the village and broke a piece of wood. With the operation of his internal force, the wood quickly became smooth. He took off his shirt, turned into a handsome man, and transformed into a soul drummer.

The warm, cheerful and rhythmic drum beats, accompanied by everyone's dancing, made the village full of revelry. While Murong Fu was beating the drum, there were girls from the village who came to give him wine to drink.

This village was originally the largest one in the vicinity, otherwise there wouldn't be such a ferocious tiger and they wouldn't have moved the village. So when they learned that the tiger had been killed, the head of the village had already notified the people in the nearby villages to come and share the prosperity together, and also to show off their military strength.

More and more people came, some were dancing, some were singing, and some were rolling in the grass after making eye contact with each other!

The party was lively until midnight, with only a few leaders still drinking with Murong Fu, and no one knew where Zhong Wanchou had gone. It seemed that he had drunk quite a bit of wine.

In the end, after a series of fierce battles, Murong Fu couldn't bear it anymore and fell into a deep sleep.

The leaders smiled at each other and began to discuss in low voices: "Lao Dao, you asked us to come here for more than just a party, right?!"

"Of course. The situation in Dali is unstable right now. These two are very skilled in martial arts. I thought they were here to spy on us. I didn't expect that they helped us get rid of the evil tiger, and then they found out that this person was Gusu Murong Fu, so they called everyone here!"

"Lao Dao, the affairs of Dali Kingdom are the affairs of the people down the mountain. What does it have to do with us up there? And what does it have to do with Murong Fu?!" said another man with pockmarks on his face.

"Ma Zi, although my sister is the princess of Dali Duan family, she only has eyes for Duan Zhengchun. She can't even control Duan Zhengchun who is always flirting with other men. A few years ago, when there was a war down the mountain, she brought Duan Zhengchun to our village to recruit people. Don't you remember?!" It turned out that Old Dao was Dao Baifeng's father!

"Didn't he give money too?!"

"Bullshit, what kind of money is that?! I paid for it!"

"Hahaha, Lao Dao, it's a pity that your sister married such a poor man!" Upon hearing this, Ma Zi burst out laughing and sprayed Lao Dao in the face.

"Hey, don't laugh at me. Count a few years ago. How did those people from the mountain come to our village at that time? They came with knives!" Lao Dao said with a sneer.

"Well, there's nothing we can do. What can we do? Our weapons are not as sharp as theirs, and we don't have as many people as those at the foot of the mountain. We have no choice but to surrender." Another old man said the same thing.

"Hey, Lao Dao, you definitely didn't call us here to make us unhappy. Just tell us whatever you want to say. We've always listened to you anyway!" Ma Zi was a man with a bad temper and he hated to use his brain, so he simply let Lao Dao express his thoughts.