[Comprehensive Martial Arts + Sword Three] Murong Fu of Attack

What Murong Fu said about something was actually from Gong Jiu who hadn't seen him for a long time.

When he was in the Devil's Cult, he received a letter from Gong Jiu, asking him to go to Shaolin to rendezvous after finishing his work.

But this person's subordinates can come and go with ease in the Demon Cult.

Should I say... as expected of Gong Jiu?

Cheng Chu drove the carriage overnight and finally arrived at the Shaolin Temple before sunset that day.

But outside the gate of the temple, Gong Jiu's men and horses were waiting at the gate as if they had expected it long ago.

Seeing Murong Fu's carriage approaching, Gong Jiu opened the curtain and jumped off the carriage, walked to Murong Fu's carriage, and said with a smile: "Why have you been here for so long?"

Murong Fu didn't respond, he just said: "You are really well informed, don't you know that I will arrive at this time?"

It's like watching him!

Gong Jiu didn't refute, and kept smiling: "The Demon Cult is dangerous, I'm worried about you."

Murong Fu: "..." Thank you so much.

"I don't know why you called me here at this time?"

Gong Jiu raised her eyebrows slightly, and said mysteriously, "I'll show you something."

After finishing speaking, he waved his sleeves, and the people behind him stepped forward and surrounded the entire temple.

The weather was cold today, and there were not many people who came to the temple to pay respects to the Buddha, but even so, Gong Jiu's battle still attracted the attention of many people.

But when they saw the aura of this man and the many people in armor and holding halberds around him, they all lowered their heads in fear.

Murong Fu didn't know why, but the other party didn't intend to reveal the answer right now, and just took him to the backyard of the temple alone.

After this journey, Murong Fu only felt more and more familiar.

In the end, he was finally sure that what this person was going to take him to was the trap that the two fell into when they first met.

But this time, the two of them didn't need to jump off the top.

Gong Jiu stopped in front of a secret door, turned around and smiled at Murong Fu: "Go in."

Although I don't know what is inside, as for making this person go to war so much, at least I can be sure that this person will not harm himself.

Murong Fu withdrew his eyes from looking at Gong Jiu, and stepped into the secret passage first.

This secret passage is indeed connected to the dark room at that time, and after walking a few steps, the scene becomes even more familiar.

It was the place where he got the Five Poison Flute that day.

"Why do you come here?" Murong Fu surveyed the surrounding environment, turned around and asked.

Gong Jiu smiled triumphantly, walked a few steps towards the place behind Murong Fu, and suddenly stretched out his palm and pushed the wall behind him.

The two of them were trapped by illusions that day, and then they were distracted by the five poisonous orange weapons, so naturally they didn't bother to study this dark room carefully.

At this time, the wall that seemed to have nothing special, under Gong Jiu's strong push, suddenly retreated backwards, leaving a space!

Another secret room!

Murong Fu turned back in surprise, "How did you find out?"

Gong Jiu was even more proud: "For me, isn't this a piece of cake?" He nodded towards the inside, "Aren't you curious about what's inside?"

Murong Fu is not a very curious person, but he has already come to the door, how could he not open the door and go in to have a look.

With another force, he pushed the "false wall" all the way to the innermost side.

Following his movement, Gong Jiu also took a torch from the people around him, and illuminated the environment inside for Murong Fu.

Murong Fu followed the light of the fire and looked in, but this look was very shocking!

I saw that in the dark room, there were also tables similar to the round table that held the five poisonous orange weapons before, and there were two more!

The things on the table shocked him so much that he didn't know what to say.

On top of these two platforms, one is an exquisite short club that is exuding a strong orange light, and the other is a scorching sword and shield.

The Orange Weapon of the Beggar Gang and Cang Yun!

How could these two things be here?

Murong Fu looked at Gong Jiu suspiciously, but the other party smiled meaningfully: "I'm going to ask our abbot now!"

After finishing speaking, Gong Jiu flicked his long sleeves, and walked out of the dark room first.

Outside the dark room, the abbot Ming En who came over to inquire, saw the two orange weapons in Murong Fu's hands, the brilliance in his eyes dimmed instantly, and even showed a tinge of desolation.

Gong Jiu stepped forward and said with a sneer, "Abbot, do you want to give us an explanation?"

Ming En folded his hands together and recited the Dharma name, but remained silent and refused to speak.

This abbot really has a problem!

Murong Fu narrowed his eyes slightly, but from the corner of his eye he suddenly saw Gong Jiu looking at him, seeing him looking over, he showed a gentle smile to Convenience, and said with his lips: "Be safe and don't be impatient."

As expected, Gong Jiu could hold his breath, and two days later after the incident, he just settled down in the temple in such a leisurely manner.

It doesn't look like you're here to ask for an explanation, it's more like a guest living here!

At dusk, Murong Fu leaned against the window and looked helplessly at Gong Jiu who was sipping tea, and said: "What are you going to do?"

Gong Jiu smiled: "Wait."

Wait?What are you waiting for?

Murong Fu always felt that he seemed to have a vague guess, but the guess was so vague that he didn't know whether it was true or not.

After three more days of entanglement, what Gong Jiu had been waiting for seemed to have finally happened——

Abbot Ming En passed away.

Ming En often chanted scriptures alone in his room, and outsiders were not allowed to disturb him, so when the disciples who opened the door to inquire found his body, he had passed away for several hours.

When the abbot passed away, the whole temple mourned together.

All the monks recited Buddhist scriptures for Ming En with mournful faces.

Murong Fu stood in the bamboo forest outside Ming En's house, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Although he felt that Ming En was wrong, he never thought that this person would suddenly pass away.

Did he do it himself, or... someone else.

"It's me."

Gong Jiu's voice suddenly sounded behind Murong Fu, as if he had seen through Murong Fu's thoughts and responded.

Murong Fu whispered: "What do you know?"

"I..." Gong Jiuyou said quietly, "It's just a guess."

"you!"

Murong Fu wanted to say more, but an immature voice interrupted what he was about to say.

"Little brother, you are back!"

It was the little monk Murong Fu had seen a long time ago.

Murong Fu looked at the child, his eyes were in a trance for a moment.

At that time, the child even gave him a hairpin, and everyone was still there at that time.

The spotless man in white clothes is still there.

But now, it seems like another day.

The little monk stared at Murong Fu for a while, and there was a look of nostalgia on his immature face: "Little brother, you are still so good-looking!"

It just seems to be more indifferent than before...

"Do you still keep the hairpin I gave you earlier?" the little monk asked suddenly.

"En." Although he didn't know why the little monk asked this suddenly, Murong Fu still nodded.

He always attaches great importance to gifts from others, so he will naturally put them away carefully.

"That's good." The little monk seemed to be relieved, he stretched out his small arms, and said suddenly, "Little brother, hug me!"

Murong Fu didn't know why, but still bent down and gently hugged the little dumpling.

The little monk was very satisfied, his brows and eyes became crescents with a smile: "Thank you brother!"

He left Murong Fu's embrace, bowed softly and ran away.

Gong Jiu looked at Murong Fu and said with a smile: "You are really... all young and old!"

Murong Fu looked back coolly: "Speak carefully."

Gong Jiu was so choked by him that he felt bored, so he had no choice but to switch to the main topic: "Do you know that Abbot Ming En has a problem?"

Although he already had guesses in his mind, Murong Fu still followed his words and said, "What's the problem?"

Gong Jiu raised her eyebrows, staring closely at Murong Fu's expression, as if judging whether he knew or not: "He is fake."

Murong Fu said calmly, "It really is."

He would have guessed about this because of the inexplicable words that Abbot Ming En said to him last time.

What is good and what is evil.

This shouldn't be a question asked by a well-educated monk.

But thinking about it now, "Ming En" at that time was not asking him a question, but wanted to tell him the unspeakable truth.

But why, tell him.

"How did you know?" Murong Fu asked.

"Don't underestimate me!" Gong Jiu said with a smile, "I started investigating this place long after we fell into the trap last time!"

Seeing that Murong Fu didn't move his eyebrows, but he was clearly listening to his explanation seriously, Gong Jiu was overjoyed in an instant, and continued: "But even if it was me, it took me a long time to find out. This Ming En is a fake , and the original one is already dead!"

"Do you know who did it?"

Gong Jiu paused with a smile and shook her head: "I have some guesses, but I'm not sure."

To make this fearless person dare not speak out, it seems that the people behind the scenes are really not simple.

Murong Fu felt that he shouldn't ask more questions, so he stopped talking.

Gong Jiu suddenly remembered something again, and muttered: "I heard that you have taken two maids by your side?"

Murong Fu just wanted to ask "How do you know", but he remembered this person's methods, so he was not surprised, and just replied: "They have been with me for a long time, and they separated because of something."

Gong Jiu let out an "oh", with a somewhat obscure face: "You...you are really promiscuous everywhere."

Murong Fu took a look at Gong Jiu with the eyes of a psychopath: "You talk nonsense."

After saying that, he felt that this person probably had nothing serious to do, so Murong Fu turned around and walked away.

It's just that he still has that little monk in his heart.

The child seemed to treasure that hairpin very much, but why did he give it to himself?

He couldn't figure it out, so he had no choice but to ask the little monk about it next time.

But he didn't expect that he didn't wait for this "next time" after all.