Martial Arts: I Am In The Comprehensive Martial Arts To Hung Up

Northern Song Dynasty.

In a peasant household at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain.

Murong Bo, who was meditating and adjusting his breath, let out a deep breath.

Since he was injured by Qin Chuan in Dali, Murong Bo had no choice but to give up the action of raising army salaries, dragged his sick body and returned to his secluded hut at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain to cultivate.

After nearly half a year of training, the injury is finally close to recovery.

Murong Bo stroked his still aching chest with his hand, and a gleam of light appeared in his eyes.

During this time, Murong Bo has been busy healing his wounds, and at the same time he has not forgotten to collect news from the arena.

Naturally, he also knew the news of the collapse of the Beggar Gang, and he also felt that this was a great opportunity for their Murong Clan to restore their country.

Originally, he was going to hand over the money he had secretly collected over the years to Murong Fu as a fund for recruiting troops.

Just suffering from injuries and inconvenience.

However, he has already contacted Deng Baichuan, a retainer of the Murong family, through a secret letter, and I believe there will be news in the next few days.

down the mountain.

Deng Baichuan hid a horse in the dense forest, then avoided the avenue and walked alone.

When Deng Baichuan received the news of Murong Bo, he was surprised and delighted.

Surprisingly, Murong Bo actually cheated to death. If it spreads to the rivers and lakes, Gusu Murong's reputation is estimated to plummet.

The happy thing is that Murong Bo is still there, and the strength of the Murong family is even stronger.

Following the guidance of Mi Xin, Deng Baichuan came to the farmer.

When Deng Baichuan saw Murong Bo, his face immediately showed undisguised excitement, and he said in a trembling voice:

"Master, it's really you."

"It's so hard for you to hide us."

Deng Baichuan revealed his true feelings, which made Murong Bo also a little sad.

More than 20 years ago, Murong Bo cheated his death and handed over the inheritance of the Murong family and the four major officials to the still young Murong Fu.

Originally, he thought that Murong Fu would lead the four great officials to develop and strengthen the Murong family on the bright side, recruit talents, and gain fame.

And he secretly lurked in the Shaolin Temple to steal the secret books and enhance the Murong family background.

In his spare time, he can also go to the rivers and lakes to collect money and serve as military salaries.

With a two-pronged approach, as long as the opportunity arises, Murong Fu can rely on the reputation of the Murong family to rise to the top and raise an army with his support.

Unexpectedly, more than 20 years later, the Murong family is still the same Murong family under the leadership of Murong Fu.

The four major officials are still the four major officials, and there is not even one more servant.

Murong Bo sighed secretly, after all, he was his own cub, what else could he do.

Putting away his sad expression, Murong Bo said:

"Now that the beggar gang has been destroyed, it is a good time for my Murong clan to recover Dayan. I have collected some money over the years. You can help me bring it back to Murong's house for military support."

Deng Baichuan cupped his hands and said, "Don't worry, my lord, my subordinates will definitely deliver it to the young master safely."

"Okay, it's not too late, let's do it right away."

Thinking that the Murong family's plan to restore the country was finally going to be put into action, Murong Bo was inevitably a little excited, and the injury on his chest was affected for a while, and he could not help coughing a few times.

Deng Baichuan noticed Murong Bo's expression was different and exclaimed:

"Master, you are injured."

"A little wound is almost healed."

In Deng Baichuan's mind, Murong Bo was a top martial arts master in the Northern Song Dynasty, with few opponents, and now he was actually injured.

"Master, who hurt you?"

Murong Bo sighed softly and said:

"My injury was caused by Dali Qin Chuan."

"Dali Qin Chuan, the owner of Qin's Tea House?"

Deng Baichuan was a little surprised. After all, Qin Chuan was born in a tea merchant, and he was not a person in the world. He didn't expect that he was a martial arts master, not even Murong Bo.

"That's right, I wanted to subdue Qin Chuan and use it for my Murong family, but we couldn't reach it. When we fought, I was careless and was injured by Qin Chuan."

Naturally, it was impossible for Murong Bo to speak out about his attempted robbery and being seriously injured by the victim's punch.

Therefore, he didn't explain too much how Murong Bo was injured, he just signaled Deng Baichuan to follow.

Out of the door, the two came to the backyard.

During the years that Murong Bo cheated to death, he exchanged all the property he looted for gold, which amounted to nearly ten thousand taels.

All the gold was buried in the backyard of the hut.

The gold was not buried deep, and the two of them were highly skilled people. After a while, the two wooden boxes were dug out.

Looking at the two wooden boxes in front of them, Deng Baichuan and Murong Bo suddenly felt a little confused.

When Deng Baichuan received the secret letter from Murong Bo, he rushed over quickly.

In order to keep it secret, Deng Baichuan did not bring anyone with him, except for the entanglement he carried, there was only one fast horse left.

When going up the mountain, he also left the horses down the mountain for fear of attracting attention from others.

Now he can't be allowed to carry two boxes down the mountain by himself.

It was sloppy, and Murong Bo was constantly MMP in his heart at this time.

Patronizingly dug out the box, thinking about how to send it down the mountain.

It took Murong Bo nearly 20 years to fill the two boxes, and each time there was not much stuff. Over time, he ignored that the two boxes contained 10,000 taels of gold.

"Master, this..."

Deng Baichuan didn't know how to speak for a while.

Murong Bo stared at Deng Baichuan with a dark face. As soon as Deng Baichuan opened his mouth, he knew what Deng Baichuan wanted to say.

Let him, the great master, do the hard work and carry the box, he Murong Bo will not be ashamed.

Helplessly, Murong Bo had no choice but to keep his face straight and carry the box on the ground on his shoulders.

With the cultivation of Grandmaster Murong Bo, the box of more than 500 catties is as light as a feather in his hands.

Deng Baichuan sneered and carried the box along with him.

After all, Deng Baichuan is also a master of the Grandmaster Realm, with deep internal strength. Although his movements are not as easy as Murong Bo, he still looks as usual with a box of more than 500 kilograms on his shoulders.

The two of them carried the box like this and rushed to the place where Deng Baichuan hid the horse.

Deng Baichuan carried the suitcase, still walking like a fly, and Murong Bo followed closely behind Deng Baichuan.

If it hadn't been for Deng Baichuan to lead the way, Murong Bo would have used all his strength to hurry.

If he was carrying a suitcase, if an acquaintance met him, Murong Bo would probably die on the spot.

It's just that Cao Cao and Cao Cao are here.

Murong Bo and the two met a man in black with a black cloth covering his face.

At this time, Murong Bo was still wearing a gray robe as usual.

The man in black looked at Murong Bo with a hint of doubt in his eyes, then turned into surprise.

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