Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

At night, Shenhe Village.

Tomorrow, everyone will get up and go to Shaolin.

After all, Duan Zhengming was the leader of Dali, so it would be inconvenient to stay in the Song Dynasty for a long time. So he took Gao Shengtai and other Dali masters back to Dali first. As for Dali, Ben Guan and Duan Yu were left behind to accompany Murong Fu and others to escort Zhe Luoxing and the others to Shaolin. They thought they should be able to cope with emergencies on the road. And just in case, everyone used the strongest cowhide rope to tie up the two monks several times, and also used a Yang finger and the Murong family's acupuncture skills to seal the key points around the two people, eliminating any possibility of the two people escaping on the road. .

Now that I'm gone, I don't know how long it will take to come back.

In the afternoon, Murong Fu went to Mantuo Villa and met Wang Yuyan, but he did not talk to her about Wu Yazi. After all, in Wang Yuyan's more than ten years of life, even the concept of father was vague. If a grandfather suddenly appeared, she might not be able to accept it. Moreover, I don't have much time to properly deal with the current affairs at the moment. I can only wait until I come back from Shaolin to worry about it.

What's more, Wu Yazi, as his aunt's biological father, had been separated from his biological daughter for many years. After learning the news about his biological daughter, he just asked Murong Fu to take Wang Yuyan, his granddaughter, to Leigu Mountain.

No matter what the reason behind this is, the less people know about Wu Yazi's existence, the better.

He first went to the residence of the two Feng Bao people. These two people usually have the best relationship, and they are almost an inseparable pair of generals. The reason for choosing to start the investigation from the two of them is also very simple. Based on his understanding of these two people, they are the least likely to be duplicitous. Although one couldn't control his mouth and the other couldn't control his hands, the two of them could still be regarded as good-natured people, unlike Deng Baichuan and Gong Yeqian who couldn't see through it.

Murong Fu held his breath and looked into the room. Now, if he wanted to investigate, it would be impossible for Feng Bao and his two martial arts to find anyone peeping outside the window.

The two of them had not yet fallen asleep, and Bao BuTong sat at the table and drank cup after cup of tea. Feng Bo evil could not sit still and walked around the house.

Finally, Feng Bo could not bear it anymore and spoke first: "Third brother, can you stop drinking one cup after another? I'm almost dying of anxiety!"

Bao BuTong put down his tea cup heavily, "Fourth brother, I am also anxious to get angry, but what can I do? Although it is now clear that someone is secretly framing the young master, what can we do with the martial arts and wisdom of you and me? The other party is not at all We can handle it!"

Feng Bo was itching his teeth with hatred: "Last time the Qingcheng Faction and the Qinjiazhai came to have a fight and were sent away by the Young Master. What kind of leader of the Funiu Faction came out this time! God knows there will be more in the future. What kind of trouble is coming to your door! If you ask me, the young master is too soft-tempered. If I follow my temper and beat up those who are looking for trouble and throw them into the water, won't the trouble be solved?"

Bao BuTong frowned: "Fourth brother, don't always think about fighting with people all day long. Last time you had a fight with Shaolin monk Huichan, and you punched him in the waist. He slapped you on the shoulder, almost crippling half of your arm. How long has it passed, and your scar has healed and you have forgotten the pain? This time we are rushing to Shaolin, and there is no joke in front of a group of eminent monks of the Xuan generation. . When the time comes, if you let your temper pass and make the entire Shaolin family angry, won’t you be doing great harm to the young master?”

Feng Bo evil felt that what Bao Bubu said made sense, but he was not convinced in his heart, so he choked out: "Third brother, you always say that I fight with people. In fact, you are probably offending more people with your mouth than mine." We have had more fights with fists. We, the elders, don’t laugh at the second elders, no one is much better than the other."

Bao BuTong laughed loudly when he heard this: "Well, you Feng Laosi, you have learned so badly. Now you can even argue with your third brother!"

"No, no, it's not that Feng Fang has bad learning, but that he has been living with Third Brother all day long, and under the influence of his ears and eyes, he has also learned Third Brother's sophistry. This is called the person who is close to the ink, hahaha."

Feng Bo Xie imitated Bao BuTeng's behavior and shook his head. In the end, he even thought it was funny. Two men in their thirties and heroes of the world were like two bickering children.

Bao BuTong stopped laughing and said to Feng Bo evilly: "Fourth brother, speaking of the young master, don't you think that the young master has changed a lot recently?"

The sudden words made Murong Fu very alarmed: Could it be that he was acting abnormally and made the other party see something wrong?

Feng Bo said hurriedly: "Third brother, what do you mean by this?"

Bao Tongtong said: "Although it is a bit offensive to say this, I always feel that the young master now is more humane than before. He is also more caring about the people around him. For example, my cousin, in the past, the young master may not go there all year round. I ran to my uncle's wife. My cousin is deeply passionate about the young master, which we subordinates can all see. But what about the young master? He is like a wood sculpture without feeling, and has no response at all. But now there is no response at all. Whenever I get a chance, I will go to Mantuo Villa. The last time, the Tibetan monks came to the door. The young master was so surprised that he risked his life and personally held back the three Tibetan monks and asked me to leave first. I I heard from the Bon Guan masters in Dali that the young master was fished out of the water by them."

He paused and continued: "Both the master and his wife left early. The young master has been traveling for many years for his great cause. There are too many things on his shoulders. I am incompetent and cannot help the young master solve his problems."

Feng Bo evil sighed sadly: "I, surnamed Feng, have been in countless fights in my life, but in the end, I had to risk my own life to save my life. This incident makes me blush. Alas, sometimes I think about it. If I can't control my hands, I've caused too much trouble for the young master. The worst is, as long as the young master doesn't say anything in the future, I, Feng Bo evil, will be beaten to death without doing anything!"

Murong Fu frowned: After listening for a long time, both of them seemed to have no problem. It completely matches the image of the two of them in Murong Fu's memory. What's more, even if Murong Bo wants to create something famous, it is unlikely that he can rely on these two people.

So he came to Aju Abi's residence in Tingshuixiang Pavilion.

But under the candlelight, neither woman fell asleep. A'Zhu put boxes after boxes of snacks into a food box and stored them away, while A Bi was mending a robe by candlelight.

A'Zhu smiled and said: "Sister A Bi, it's only June now, why did you take out the young master's autumn robe to mend it?"

Abi smiled warmly, and then her eyes dimmed: "Young master usually stays away from home for half a year when he leaves. Occasionally, he only comes back for a few days and then leaves again. The two months after returning from Dali were the longest that the master has stayed at home in the past few years. It’s been the longest time. Now I’m going to Shaolin again, but I don’t know when I’ll be back. I have to prepare the young master’s clothes for the season, and I can’t let the young master catch a cold outside again.”

In fact, they all knew that with Murong Fu's martial arts, even if he walked in summer clothes in winter, he would never get cold. But Abi couldn't help but want to sew every stitch and thread for Murong Fu.

Maybe he hopes that when the other person puts on his clothes, he will occasionally think of the little girl at home who sewed his clothes.

Vaguely, Abi's beautiful eyes were covered with mist.

With sharp eyes, A'Zhu noticed A Bi's abnormality and said teasingly: "Oh, A Bi, are you crying because you are reluctant to let the young master go out? If you are so reluctant to let the young master go out, next time you beg the young master to let him take you with him when he goes out. Come on!"

Abigail said angrily: "Isn't it the same thing? Knowing that the young master is going on a long trip, he has been sorting out all kinds of snacks that the young master loves to eat since the afternoon? The three food boxes can't even fit in it!"

"Oh, you're such a pretty girl, you're actually making fun of your sister. See if I don't hit you!"

The two girls were playing with each other and laughing together.