Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Chapter 27
Murong Fu urged lightness kung fu, the wind and rain in the south of the Yangtze River was good, the smokers were walking backwards quickly beside him, the mountains reflected the setting sun, and the clear water held the sky.

Murong Fu is in a good mood.

When you come to the world of martial arts, there are two things that must be done. One is the hero saving the beauty. When the beauties and the gang are helpless in the face of the robbers, and the next second they will be innocent by the beauties, the protagonist is like a savior. Like a magic soldier descending from the sky, save the beauties and the group, and then the girls will make a promise with their bodies or be like cows and horses in the next life depending on the situation.

But looking at the situation of the little lady, it is probably impossible to agree with her body.

The second thing is to rely on a good lightness skill to fly over the wall and overturn Newton's coffin board with various tricks, including but not limited to jumping from mid-air with the left foot on the right foot, turning 360 degrees in the air, etc. The behavior of common sense in classical physics.

Along the way, Murong Fu deliberately chose places with tall trees and dense forests, and chose wherever it was difficult to walk, in order to fully experience the pleasure of being as light as a swallow.

Previously, after two months of training, Murong Fu left Yanziwu after mastering both the Beiming Divine Art and the Six Meridians Divine Sword.

Before leaving, he briefly explained a few words to Azhu Abi, but did not clearly explain where he was going or what he was going to do, so he set off with a few gold leaves in his arms.

Along the way, I just went sightseeing, and when I was tired, I just found a place to rest for the night, and if I was hungry, I went to a restaurant to have a few drinks. In this era, there is no waste oil, additives, and there are no scenic spots to kill customers. Experience the happiness of Xu Xiake again.

If he hadn't met Yun Zhonghe, Murong Fu would have returned to Swallow Pier by now, but speaking of which, this trip was worthwhile, as it directly improved Murong Fu's qinggong level by more than one level. Run, there are not many people in the world who can catch up with me.

According to Yun Zhonghe, this lightness skill is called Tasha Wuhen. It sounds like a thief jumping over the wall and crossing the courtyard. Murong Fu thought it was not good, so he changed the name to Taxue Xunmei, which sounds more realistic. The son is much taller.

Along the way, Murong Fu did not stop for a moment, Yun Zhonghe's internal strength was far inferior to Murong Fu's before, and his speed was even faster than ordinary horses, not to mention Murong Fu's deployment now.

If it was Murong Fu himself or the original owner, it is naturally impossible to master a brilliant lightness kung fu so quickly, but with the superimposition of the two souls, the comprehension has been greatly improved, and it is easy to learn a lot of advanced martial arts.

When I left Yunzhonghe, the sun was already westward, and now after running all the way, the sun was completely invisible, and the original drizzle has also become light rain.

"I need to find a place to spend the night. Where can I stay for this one who doesn't have a village or a shop?"

Murong Fu looked at the sky and frowned.

After running for a few more miles, it was already completely dark, and there was still no place where a family could stay.

"Could it be that you're going to sleep on the street tonight?"

Murong Fu was not only a little worried.

Fortunately, after running for a few more miles, he saw a fire in the distance ahead, Murong Fu was overjoyed, and said to himself, "It's a fluke", and after a few vertical leaps, he arrived not far away. When he took a closer look, it turned out to be a room. In the ruined temple, a fire was lit in the temple. Several people were sitting around the fire, and there were two people standing outside the temple under the eaves. They seemed to be sentinels. It could be seen that this group of people were not ordinary tourists.

When Murong Fu got closer, he could see clearly that the two guards were dressed in tatters and short clothes, and each had a bamboo pole in his hand.

"A disciple of the beggar gang."

This term flashed in Murong Fu's mind.

So Murong Fu didn't hide his figure, and walked forward generously.

"who!"

Facing the suddenly approaching figure in the darkness, the two Beggar Clan disciples became alert and shouted in unison.

Murong Fu walked to a place about ten feet away from the two of them and stopped, bowed and said, "I'm a visitor who came out for a visit. Because I was greedy for the scenery, I missed Sutou. I noticed that there is a temple here, and I want to come and stay overnight."

One of the disciples of the Beggar Clan looked Murong Fu up and down, and saw that although he had a dusty appearance, he was dressed luxuriously and had a handsome face, obviously he was a rich man who came out to play, but he was alone, with no one in sight. He didn't bring any entourage with him, it was really suspicious, he didn't like this person at the moment, so he was not willing to let him in, and said: "A pampered son like you, what are you doing in our Huazi's place, you should rush to find an inn Let's settle down."

Murong Fu said: "Little brother, I just walked all the way down here, and I didn't see a single inn. At this moment, it's raining again, I hope it's convenient."

The beggar gang disciple wanted to say something, but the companion on the side rushed to say: "Little Yi, what he said is also reasonable. At this time, where should he go to find an inn? We disciples of the beggar gang travel in the rivers and lakes, and only others chase us away. , How can there be any reason for Huazi to drive people away? You watch here, I will go in and report to Lord Qiu, and let him make a decision."

After saying that, he returned a salute to Murong Fu and said: "Young Master, wait a moment, I will tell our Tuozhu Qiu to make a decision."

"Thank you brother." Murong Fu thanked him.

The Beggar Clan disciple turned around and went into the temple, after a while, he came out and said to Murong Fu: "Master Qiu, please come in and talk."

Murong Fu said thank you, and then entered the temple.

The temple has been in disrepair for a long time, and several beams have collapsed, and the drizzle leaked in from the dilapidated places. Fortunately, the roof of the place where the fire is located is intact, but it can barely shelter from the wind and rain.

A group of people sat around the fire, the leader looked like five or sixty years old, with gray hair and many wrinkles on his face, Murong Fu guessed that this was probably the Tuozhu Qiu that the disciple mentioned just now, so he went up "Thank you senior Qiu for taking me in."

The man stroked his gray beard and smiled: "Hahaha, what kind of seniors are you? We are just a group of poor beggars hiding from the rain in a ruined temple. You are too polite, young man."

"Hahaha"

The group of beggars laughed loudly when they heard this, and the tense atmosphere suddenly relaxed a lot.

Then there was some pleasantries, Murong Fu didn't reveal his real identity, he only said that his surname was Li and his name was Xiaoyao, at the same time he hid his skills very well and acted like he didn't know martial arts at all, the group of beggars only said Murong Fu He is a son of a rich family who travels far away alone, and seeing his easy-going demeanor and interesting conversation, they all have a good impression of Murong Fu.

"I don't know where Mr. Li is from?" Qiu Duozhu asked.

"Oh, my next home is in Gusu. It's usually best to travel around the mountains and rivers. This time I came out alone. I missed the inn because of fun. Thank you all."

"Hey, why is Mr. Li so polite? Who puts the house on top of his head these days? I don't know if Mr. Li has had dinner?"

After asking such a question, Murong Fu felt a little hungry. He had been chasing Yun Zhonghe before, and he didn't care about it. He wanted to be polite, but he didn't want his stomach to let out a cry.

Several beggar gang disciples smiled knowingly.

So the old beggar waved his hand, and everyone hurriedly dug out a few scorched yams from the fire, and dug out a bag of earth from the bottom of the ashes.

Someone gently knocked open the soil bag with a stick in his hand, exposing the inner layer wrapped in lotus leaves. Immediately, a burst of meaty fragrance mixed with the fragrance of lotus leaves penetrated into everyone's nostrils.

"Beggar chicken?" Murong Fu couldn't help but said.

"Haha, this chicken doesn't have a name. It's just that the brothers of the Beggar Clan occasionally got some meat. They didn't have any cooking utensils to cook it, so they wrapped it in yellow mud and lotus leaves and cooked it in the fire. Since the young master named it Beggar chicken, then call it beggar chicken."

As he spoke, he tore off a chicken leg and handed it to Murong Fu. Murong Fu's heart warmed, and he was not polite. He thanked him and started eating. The old beggar handed Murong Fu another yam to eat, and his hunger disappeared immediately. .

After eating, Murong Fu touched his body, and found that after traveling in mountains and rivers for the past few days, the few gold leaves had already been wiped out, and there were only a few taels of silver left on his body. If these taels of silver were given to However, he seemed to underestimate the other party, so he took off the jade pendant around his waist and gave it to Lord Qiu.

At the beginning, the old beggar was unwilling to accept it no matter what Murong Fu said or said. Later, Murong Fu said that when the old beggar came to Gusu in the future, he could use this jade pendant as a token to visit Murong Fu's mansion. The jade pendant received in his tattered clothes and put it close to his body.

The group chatted more and more speculatively, until midnight, the rain outside the house pierced through the forest and beat the leaves, and they lingered for a long time.

(End of this chapter)