Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Chapter 146 Meeting Qiao Feng on the Road
Murong Fu brought Wang Yuyan, Abi and others all the way north without delay, in order to meet Wu Yazi as soon as possible.

Although Murong Fu was not aware of the specific situation within the Shaolin School, Xuan Ci made it clear that he wanted to take the cauldron of Xuan Bei's death on himself.

Although it is certain that they will not fall into Qiao Feng's situation, there is no guarantee that the Shaolin School will not give full play to the traditional virtues of bullying the weak and fearing the strong, and come up with some coquettish operations that make Murong Fu dumbfounded.

It is not enough to rely on the current strength of oneself to fight against a big faction like Shaolin.

The main force that the Murong family could have relied on originally was the four manors led by the four generals, but the four generals themselves are hardly top-notch, facing the first-class masters of the Shaolin school like a mantis.And they are all the team that Murong Bo left behind, it is really difficult for Murong Fu to give 100% trust to this group of people.

So Murong Fu turned his ideas on his master, the head of the Xiaoyao Sect, Wu Yazi.

If under Wu Yazi's guidance, he can thoroughly learn the profound exercises of the Xiaoyao Sect, or simply get the ring of the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, and completely integrate the three major Xiaoyao factions of Lingjiu Palace, Yipintang, and Xingxiu Sect, let alone It is not impossible for a Shaolin to realize the so-called dream of "recovering the Great Swallow".

Of course, the Xingxiu faction is actually just an addition, and it's okay to use it as a guard of honor to be strong. If something really happens, you can't count on these people.

But the combination of the Vulture Palace and Yipintang alone can completely overwhelm the Shaolin faction.

Murong Fu is not very interested in Fuguo, he just doesn't like the feeling of being put on the neck by others.

And the best way to avoid this is to have a powerful sword in your hand.

In the past few days, Murong Fu took Wang Yuyan and others all the way, and in just five days, they have already entered the territory of Henan.

After arriving at the border of Henan, they abandoned their boats for horses and hired a carriage to take Wang Yuyan and Abi.Because of taking care of Wang Yuyan and Abi's two female relatives, the speed slowed down, and they only traveled for half a day a day.

Wang Yuyan and Abi didn't have any feelings about where they were going, but they were very happy to come out with their sweetheart. Along the way, Murong Fu was soft-spoken and extremely gentle, coaxing the two little girls to be elated. As for the purpose of coming out is What, then don't worry about it at all, anyway, just follow the person you love.

But Kang Guangling and the others who followed Murong Fu hadn't slept for several days, the reason was nothing but excitement.

The desire to return to the teacher's school made them wish they could fly in front of the master in the next moment. Although Master Murong had conveyed Su Xinghe's meaning to them before, it was still a little less meaningful than being recognized by the master face to face.

Thinking that their 20-year long-cherished wish will finally be fully realized, several people have a little more respect for this young uncle. At this time, even if Murong Fu told them that he would kill Shaoshi Mountain, they would copy him without hesitation. Go up, no complaints.

As for the fact that Murong Fu beat them up violently, it has long been forgotten in Java Country.

"It's already noon now, let's have something to eat at the market in front, take a rest and hurry on our way."

Seeing the tired look on the faces of Wang Yuyan and Wang Yuyan, Murong Fu felt a little distressed: If Wu Yazi didn't want to see his granddaughter, he really didn't want to bring the two of them out to suffer this crime, so he proposed to take a rest for a while.

The eight friends naturally had no objection, anyway, Murong Fu said what he said, but Wang Yuyan was a little embarrassed, lifted the curtain and said in a low voice: "Cousin, I'm actually not tired."

In fact, she has lived in the villa for a long time, and she has never even been out of the house a few times. The exhausting journey has indeed exhausted her physically and mentally.

Murong Fu didn't say anything, he just told Miracle Doctor Xue to go ahead and book a few rooms at the inn ahead.

Doctor Xue led Nuo away, and after a while the group came to the inn.

After Wang Yuyan and the others settled down first, Murong Fu, Master Xue and others went downstairs to discuss matters on the next journey, and by the way urged the inn to serve the food quickly.

This is not a place like Gusu or Bianjing, where you only need to throw out a piece of silver to book a good private room and wait for the food to be served.

Everyone, regardless of high or low, gathered in the hall on the first floor to eat, without exception.

It's not the usual lunch time at this moment, there are not many people in the hall, only a few diners, and the shop waiter is still shrinking behind the counter to be lazy.

Murong Fu and the others occupied a table in a corner, chatted for a while, and discussed the next move.

"This time, we must invite the master and the master ancestor to come out of the mountain and ask the Shaolin sect for an explanation." Kang Guangling said angrily, he was quite concerned about the fact that Xuannan and others came to challenge him that day.

Although he is the oldest, he has a childlike heart. He only knows that his uncle has been slapped in the face and wants to get back on the stage, and he doesn't pay attention to whether his words are appropriate.

Murong Fu smiled noncommittally, obviously he didn't take these words to heart.

On the other hand, Divine Doctor Xue shot his eyes out, lowered his voice and said to Murong Fu: "Master Uncle, these years, in order to deal with that old thief Ding Chunqiu, I have also met a lot of fellow martial artists in addition to helping people cure diseases. If Master Uncle is interested , we can gather these people together and ask the Shaolin sect for an explanation."

The more they talked, the more outrageous they became, and in the end Murong Fu could only forcibly end the topic, so as to avoid unnecessary troubles caused by the loud conspiracy of these nephews.

But sometimes it is like this, the more you worry about something, something will come.

At this moment, a cold snort came from behind Murong Fu and the others, and they couldn't help but look back, looking for the source of the sound.

The owner of that voice obviously made this sound deliberately to attract the attention of several people, so Murong Fu and others just turned around and found the big man in yellow shirt sitting on the table in the center of the room.

The big man looked to be in his early thirties, his two eyebrows were like paint brushes, and his pair of tiger eyes were shining brightly. One couldn't help but admire him, what a majestic and reckless man.What's more, he is tall and tall, just sitting like an iron tower, giving people an invisible sense of oppression. The most striking thing is his big hands with well-defined bones and calluses. A veteran of many years.

On his table are a large plate of meat, a large bowl of soup, a roast chicken, and a large jar full of sorghum wine.The weight of that jar was at least twenty catties, which made people secretly afraid of his drinking capacity.

At this time, the big man had just finished drinking a large bowl of wine, and was carelessly wiping his mouth with his sleeve

Seeing the eyes of Murong Fu and others projected towards him, the big man didn't shy away from it, and filled the large bowl in front of him with white wine and said in Murong Fu's direction: "Young Master looks at Mian Shan, why don't you come over and have a drink together?" How about two bowls?"

Murong Fu couldn't help being surprised: he had noticed this person when he entered the room just now, at that time he only regarded this person as an ordinary gangster who was good at drinking and didn't pay much attention.Listening to this person's words now, I noticed that his inner breath is long and thick, and he is actually a rare master, even far above Xuannan and the others.

At this age, with this level of skill, and this amount of alcohol, who else is there in the world?

The answer is obvious.

Murong Fu got up generously, gave a salute, and said with a smile: "Meeting is fate, since this brother has such a good mood, then I'd rather be respectful than obedient!"

(End of this chapter)