Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Murong Fu was slightly unhappy, this little girl was haunted.

Seeing Murong Fu's displeasure, Cuinong advised, "Sister, don't talk to the young master like that."

"Hmph, I'm telling the truth. Tie Shixuan's real good things are all on the third floor." Ma Fangling defended.

"Haha, the girl is very understanding at first sight, but not all the good stuff on the third floor is good stuff. Many of them are fun stuff collected by our boss," the waiter introduced.

Ni Huihui came forward and said, "It's fun. This is really interesting. Mr. Murong, why don't we go up and have a look?"

"That's fine." Murong Fu also felt a little interested in the third floor and asked the waiter to wrap up the soft armor and take it up together.

Several people arrived on the third floor and found that it was much more lively than downstairs.

They are in groups of three or five, each in a pile.

When Murong Fu and others came up, they all looked over in unison.

It was normal at first, and I even felt a little envious when I saw Cuinong's beauty.

However, when they saw Ni Huihui hanging next to Murong Fu, their eyes couldn't help but look weird.

"It's strange that this person even wants the Buddha's wife."

"Yeah, at first glance, he doesn't look like a serious person."

"Crooked ways!"

…

When Ni Huihui heard everyone's discussion, instead of being annoyed, he said with a smile:

"Mr. Murong, they are talking about you."

"They are not talking about me, but you." Murong Fu replied calmly, his face not changing at all.

Ni Huihui was about to feel proud when he saw this, but suddenly his palms hurt and he let go of Murong Fu.

When he looked down, he saw two rows of teeth marks on his hand.

"snake!"

Murong Fu explained unhurriedly:

"My little silver has cold poison, you'd better use your energy quickly to force it out."

"Otherwise, after a while, the poison will penetrate into your bones, and no man will dare to touch you in this life?"

Ni Huihui looked at Xiao Yin who was telling her a message, her face turned pale and she snorted coldly.

I found a corner and silently expelled the poison.

But Murong Fu didn't know that since Xiao Yin swallowed the Wudu boy's poison.

The toxicity in its body has changed slightly, making it countless times more difficult to deal with than before.

"Pervert! A grown man plays with snakes."

Ma Fangling on the side heard what the two said and couldn't help but whisper.

Murong Fu glanced at her coldly, ignored her, and led Cuinong towards one of the display cabinets.

The third floor of Tie Shixuan is more like an antique showroom.

In addition to some famous weapons, there are also some antiques.

Generally speaking, it is flashy and not as good as the good stuff from the Li family in Luoyang.

"Sir, is there anything you like on the third floor?" the waiter asked with a smile.

Murong Fu shook his head and was about to leave, but Cuinong picked up a small clay figurine and said:

"Sir, look, this doll's posture is so weird."

Murong Fu took it over and looked at it, with a hint of surprise in his eyebrows. He lowered his head and looked at the yew box containing the clay figurine.

Sure enough, there were seventeen clay figurines inside, and with the ones in his hand, there were exactly eighteen.

His mind suddenly brightened. Isn't this the clay figurine of Shi Potian who practiced the Flame Technique?

Why did you come here?

"Haha, you two have good eyesight, my big boss said so."

"These eighteen clay figurines, taken together, are a set of kung fu from the Shaolin Temple." The waiter explained.

Murong Fu asked: "How did you sell it? I want it!"

"Hehe, it's not worth a hundred gold each!" the waiter said with a smile.

"Isn't one hundred gold expensive?" Cuinong said in shock.

"Well, the big boss said that the skills hidden in this thing are authentic Shaolin methods."

"Eighteen hundred gold is already very cheap." The waiter said seriously.

"I bought it!" Murong Fu was too lazy to talk nonsense and paid for the clay figurine.

"What? Murong Fu, are you crazy?" Ma Fangling looked at the clay doll in Murong Fu's hand in disbelief.

This thing has been sitting here for several years and has not been sold.

Many people speculated that this was deliberately used by the big boss to deceive people.

Some people even speculated on who would be taken advantage of.

Ma Fangling never expected that this culprit would be Murong Fu!

One thousand eight hundred gold!

It would cost almost ten thousand taels in silver, let alone a set of Shaolin Kung Fu.

Even if you go to the Shaolin Temple to become a lay disciple, it will be enough for you to study for seventy or eighty years.

On the contrary, Ni Huihui didn't see it that way. Murong Fu's vision and knowledge were definitely not inferior to those of a few others.

There must be a reason why he is willing to spend so much money.

"Mr. Murong, is there some kind of treasure among this clay figurine?"

Murong Fu smiled lightly and urged the waiter: "Go quickly."

"Guest, wait a minute, I'll give you change." The waiter smiled from ear to ear.

He quickly took the banknote and went to the accounting office to pay.

Seeing the waiter's cheerful expression, the cashier joked: "How much did it cost to make you look so happy?"

"Hey, I sold the big boss's set of clay figurines, how awesome is that!" the waiter said proudly.

The accountant was stunned and said in admiration: "The big boss's set of clay figurines has been on the third floor for more than ten years and has not been sold. I asked you to sell it. It's amazing."

The waiter was embarrassed by the praise, scratched his head, said goodbye and hurried out.

The accountant murmured: "Hey, someone really bought this clay figurine. I want to tell the boss about it quickly."

…

"Sir, please take it!" The waiter handed the found silver note to Murong Fu.

"Well, the armor, you send someone to Ma Mansion for me. As for the clay figurine, I will take it myself." Murong Fu said calmly.

"Okay, sir, please walk slowly, I will send it to you later." The waiter said with a smile.

Although Song Du is all the son of a high-ranking official, someone who can spend eighteen hundred gold in one go is definitely an extraordinary person.

Being friends with him must be a great thing.

Murong Fu nodded and prepared to leave.

At this time, a gentle young man came towards me.

Following him were the accountant and four beautiful maids whom the waiter had seen before.

The other party stopped in front of Murong Fu and asked politely: "My friend, did you buy the clay figurine that I left behind?"

"big boss!"

The waiter recognized the person at a glance and hurriedly came forward to greet him and politely replied: "It is this young master who bought your clay figurine."

"Haha, I see. I wonder what you would call me in Xiayuan Suiyun?"

Murong Fu was slightly surprised. He didn't expect this person to be Yuan Suiyun, one of the top ten heroes in Gu Long's book. He smiled and said:

"Haha, it turns out to be the young master of Wuzheng Villa, I am Murong Fu!"

"Murong Fu? Could it be Alliance Leader Murong at the moment!" Yuan Suiyun showed a shocked expression on his face and bowed respectfully.

"That's right." Murong Fu looked up and down, and was surprised to find that the other person was not blind!