Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Chapter 208
Deaf Valley.

"Brother Murong, I'm busy with business, so I can't stay here for too long. After a while, I will definitely come to Gusu again!"

Qiao Feng led a group of Beggar Clan disciples to say goodbye to Murong Fu.

"Thank you Brother Qiao for your righteous action this time, otherwise I'm afraid the villain Ding Chunqiu will escape again this time." Murong Fu returned the salute with cupped fists.

"Punishing rape and eradicating evil is what every righteous person in the world should do. I hope to fight side by side with Brother Murong next time!"

Qiao Feng smiled boldly and led a group of Beggar Sect disciples away.

Looking at the back of Qiao Feng going away, Murong Fu always had a strange feeling that after parting this time, it would be a different situation when they meet again next time.

"Impossible? Ma Dayuan is alive and well. I also destroyed the letter Wang Jiantong left behind. Even if that crazy woman Kang Min wants to make trouble, there is no evidence for it. What else can make Qiao Feng's life experience Shake it out?"

Murong Fu thought to himself.

"Well, it must be an illusion!"

Murong Fu shook his head, removing this weird idea from his mind.

But no matter what Murong Fu thought, he always felt that he hadn't calculated something. As time went by, the uneasiness in his heart not only did not disappear, but became more intense.

After a while, Murong Fu jumped up, used lightness kung fu and body skills, went out of the valley, and ran towards the city.

In an inn in the city.

Li Fuwei and Feng Qiwu knelt on one knee: "Your subordinates will see the deputy leader!"

"The two dharma kings are exempt from courtesy, and they don't have to be commensurate with their positions in the future."

After the three exchanged a few simple greetings, Murong Fu revealed the purpose of his trip.

"Since the disciples of my sect are all over the world, I wonder if there are any disciples of my sect among the various sects in the Jianghu?"

Murong Fu asked.

Li Fuwei and Feng Qiwu exchanged glances, and said respectfully: "Young Master Qi, my sect has a total of [-] congregants, [-] of whom are in the Western Region General Altar. The remaining [-] congregants are secretly distributed throughout the Central Plains. There are more or less disciples of our Mingjiao in the various sects of the Central Plains."

Murong Fu was secretly startled when he heard that: My good fellow, Mingjiao's plan is not small.This scale, this penetrating ability, if Yang Potian thinks about it, setting off a storm in the martial arts is just a matter of thought, right?
"Then, are there any congregants I teach in the Beggar Gang and Shaolin?"

Li Fuwei thought for a moment and said: "My lord, as far as I know, there should be some low-level disciples in the beggar gang who have three bags and four bags secretly. As for Shaolin, I do know There are some lay disciples and low-level deacon monks in the periphery, but these people have no access to the high-level Shaolin, and their skills are low, so they can’t be of much use.”

Murong Fu's eyes lit up: "Then can you contact these congregants? Let them pay close attention to some movements of the Beggar Gang during this period?"

"Of course, the subordinates are also responsible for part of the information in the church. It is not difficult to contact these people. I just don't know what the young master needs these people to do?"

Li Fuwei pondered.

"Listen to the names of the people I mentioned below, and remember them. I need you to pay close attention to the elders of the beggar gang Xu Chongxiao, the deputy gang leader Ma Dayuan, and the four elders of Song Wu Chenxi in the next few months. As well as the movements of Quan Guanqing, the rudder leader of the Beggar Gang's Great Wisdom Branch, and others. If there is any situation, report it as soon as possible!"

Murong Fu poured beans out of the bamboo tube, and announced a series of names with a crackling noise.

Although Li and Feng were puzzled.After all, this series of names seems to have no connection. If you want to talk about the high level of the beggar gang, you skipped the gang leader, the law enforcement elders and the elders who taught the practice, and even brought a small helmsman. There is a deep meaning, so I respectfully agreed: "I would like to follow the order of the young master!"

After sending the two away, Murong Fu breathed a sigh of relief, he could finally relax and digest the results of this time.

Ding Chunqiu's decades of internal strength!
Although Ding Chunqiu's internal energy is far less pure than the three elders, it is still the authentic internal energy of the Xiaoyao School, which comes from the same source as Beiming's internal energy, and there will be no side effects after absorbing it.

Although Ding Chunqiu is a typical civil war insider and outsider in the original work.When fighting against Xiaoyaomen such as Su Xinghe and Xu Zhu, he showed the demeanor of a generation of masters. When fighting with outsiders, even Murong Fu, who is half-level, can't beat Murong Fu. On Shaoshi Mountain, he was shocked by You Tanzhi who had practiced Yijin Jing for a few days. Arrived, it can be said that there is no style at all.

But I have to say that this old monster still has a lot of internal strength.As for those stretching performances, it can only be said that martial arts serve the plot, as long as the author is happy.

Feeling the pure internal force in his body that was nearly half strong, Murong Fu was very satisfied.

In the following time, Murong Fu spent half a day to completely refine this part of internal energy with Beiming Xinfa, and then left the inn.

On a hill in the Valley of the Deaf and Mute.

Su Xinghe pushed the aging Wu Yazi to a cemetery.

On the tombstone, several strong and powerful characters are as strong and powerful as knives and axes.

The tomb of the traitor Ding Chunqiu.

As the sun sets, it sprinkles the afterglow on this hill, and the green pines and cypresses make the whole hill look like a solemn and lonely ancient tomb.

What is buried in the tomb is not only a corpse that has been lying in the coffin, but also the grievances and grievances of the past few decades.

"Good landscape!"

Wu Yazi stared at the setting sun for a long time, then blurted out these three words.

"what?"

Su Xinghe didn't expect Master to say these words, after thinking for a moment, he seemed to understand Wu Yazi's mood at the moment, and stopped talking.

"After I die, Xinghe will bury my bones here."

Wu Yazi added another sentence.

"Yes, Master."

Su Xinghe obeyed silently.

"I said Wu Yazi, the head of the sect, has not been seen for decades, so he is hiding in this small valley!"

At some point, a white figure appeared behind the two of them.

Su Xinghe's complexion changed drastically: This person unexpectedly appeared behind him without a sound, and Master didn't notice it?

Subconsciously, Su Xinghe dodged in front of Wu Yazi, putting on a defensive posture.

The man said with a smile: "Master Wu Yazi, your apprentice is loyal to you!"

Wu Yazi couldn't move his body. After hearing this voice, his inner thoughts fluctuated, and he finally comforted Su Xinghe with a calm voice: "Xinghe, don't be nervous. This is not an enemy."

Hearing Wu Yazi's words, Su Xinghe's expression relaxed a little, but he still looked at the woman in white with guarded eyes.

"Qiu Lin, you are finally here!"

Wu Yazi said lightly.

"Of course I want to come! The evil you committed back then ruined half my life, shouldn't I come?"

The person who came was none other than Li Qiulin whom Murong Fu met earlier and claimed to be Li Qiushui's younger sister.

At this time, she was still dressed in white, floating like a concubine or fairy.However, the icy coldness in her eyes seemed to pierce through Wu Yazi in front of her like two sharp swords.

(End of this chapter)