Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Chapter 39 Undercurrents surging
Jiumozhi took a deep look at Murong Fu with complicated eyes.

Fear, surprise, resentment, all kinds of emotions were intertwined, but he tried his best to suppress them, but the occasional gleam of fierce light exposed his true inner thoughts.

Then, he took the new cup of tea from Murong Fu. This time, neither of the two parties played any tricks. The behavior of the two of them fell in the eyes of others, like a humble and polite junior paying respect to a kind-hearted eminent monk. Tea.

The confrontation just now was like a pebble thrown into the waves of Taihu Lake, as if it never existed.

Jiumozhi took a sip of the tea that was handed over, and praised: "This kind of good tea, the poor monk has never tasted it in Tubo, Mr. Murong, you have a heart."

Murong Fu smiled and said: "What did the master say? When my father was alive, he often mentioned to the younger generation the master's profound attainments in Buddhism and martial arts, and praised the master as an immortal genius. In the future, the younger generation will learn more from the master. I also hope that the master will not hesitate to enlighten me."

Jiumozhi clasped his hands together and said, "Mr. Murong has won the prize. How can you boast in front of Gusu Murong, who is well-versed in martial arts, with his meager actions like a poor monk."

The two exchanged business with each other, and the atmosphere was very harmonious. If Murong Fu could remove the hand that was holding the hilt of the sword, Jiumozhi would be able to disperse the flaming saber that was ready to go out between his palms. If you are angry, it will be more harmonious.

Murong Fu said with concern: "This Yanziwu is quite remote and not easy to find, senior. It must have taken a lot of effort to come here. Next time, if the master wants to visit the humble house, please inform this junior in advance. Wait, walk backwards to meet you."

Yanziwu lives in the center of Taihu Lake. Even the locals in Gusu have never heard of it. The only ones who know the way to Yanziwu are Azhuabi's two personal maids and a few servants who are in charge of purchasing. It is impossible for Azhuabi to betray herself, so then It can only be those compradors.

The Murong family has a big business, and they have always treated their servants kindly. Even the lowest maids and servants usually spend far more on food and clothing than ordinary young ladies and young masters from small families. Astronomical figures.

After Murong Bo and his wife passed away one after another, Murong Fu stayed away from home all year round, leaving all the housework to Azhu Abi and a few helpers. Murong Fu always turned a blind eye to the secret operations of the subordinates. This is also the practice of rich families, so that the assistants below are all earning a lot of money, which is better than ordinary rich people, but I didn't expect to treat people so leniently, in exchange for a group of people who eat inside and outside thing!

Jiumozhi naturally heard the implication in Murong Fu's words, and he was not fooled by it: "When old Mr. Murong Bo was alive, the poor monk never visited Yanziwu, and today the poor monk has the honor to visit the son of an old man, I think it is luck. "

"Old Fox!"

Murong Fu cursed secretly in his heart.

At the same time, he made up his mind that even if he had to eat and sleep in the open every day for the next few months, he would take care of all those damn assistants!Otherwise, I don't know when I will die in the future.

Today was a grand feast, but the overlord of Chu personally went to Peigong's door, and Peigong didn't have Zhang Liang and Fan Kuai, only Cao Wushang, who didn't know his identity.

Seeing that the temptation was fruitless, Murong Fu quickly changed the subject, looked at the three red-robed monks behind Jiumozhi who had never met before, and said: "These three masters are very familiar, I wonder if Master Jiumo can introduce this junior?"

Jiumozhi clasped his hands together, stood up and exchanged glances with the three people behind him. The three red-robed monks nodded slightly. Jiumozhi faced Murong Fu and introduced them one by one: "These two eminent monks from Tianzhu, whose Dharma name is Zheluo Xing and Po Luoxing, the two masters are brothers from the same school. They came from afar because of their admiration for Buddhism in the Middle Earth. During the journey, the poor monk was fortunate to meet two eminent monks, and they talked about Buddhism and martial arts with them. Comfort life.

This one, named Tian Mani, is a fellow disciple of the poor monk. He and the poor monk were taught by the Nyingma master of this school. After hearing about Mr. Murong's demeanor, the younger brother wished he could see the demeanor of all the families in person, so this time he asked the poor monk to bring him to visit Mr. Murong's village. He failed to inform Mr. Murong in advance, and hoped that he would forgive his sin. "

Gan, I said how could a few miscellaneous soldiers give me a sense of oppression comparable to Duan Yanqing, it turned out to be these evil stars.

Murong Fu secretly groaned in his heart.

These three, except for Tian Mani, who appeared in the 97 Tianlong TV series, the other two were seen in the serial version of Tianlong. These three have one thing in common, that is, they set foot in China to steal 72 Cheats of stunt martial arts.

They are all the ones who sneaked into the Shaolin Buddhist scriptures Pavilion in the middle of the night to copy books in the name of exchanging Buddhism.

Presumably at this time, these three hadn't sneaked into Shaolin yet, that's why Jiumozhi bumped into each other. Given these three's greed for martial arts secrets, it's not surprising that they would hit it off with Jiumozhi who was also greedy for martial arts secrets. After all, in Shaolin martial arts, Murong Bo also compiled a copy of dozens of unique skills and put them in the Huanshui Pavilion. Anyway, he stole them. Instead of risking being besieged by the eminent monks of the Xuan family, it is better to challenge Murong. Pinch this soft persimmon.

At the moment, I was thinking about it, so I used the opportunity of drinking tea to block the curve of the corner of my mouth.

If you know the background and purpose of the other party, then it will be easy to handle.

In essence, these people have their own ghosts. As Jiumozhi's fellow apprentice, Tian Mani has to follow Jiumozhi who started with him as the head of the esoteric sect. Judging from his greed for martial arts, if he is interested in There is no dissatisfaction with this status quo, only ghosts believe it.

Zhe Luo Xing and Po Luo Xing are easier to handle. Simply put, these two Indian Assan lost a fight with others in their own country, so they came up with the idea of ​​stealing martial arts secret books. For a bad check, I have a ready-made copy of 72 stunts in my hand, the kind that can be cashed directly, so what are you afraid of?
No matter how smart Jiumozhi is this time, he never imagined that his simple introduction just now exposed the biggest weakness of his own camp. Who made Murong Fu on the opposite side hang up?
Anyway, any 72 stunts are tasteless to oneself, so it's better to use them to instigate the enemy.

So Murong Fu got up and came to the three of them, as if he was a pious Buddhist, he bowed to the three of them one by one, and said: "My mother also believed in Buddhism when she was alive. A blessing."

At the same time, he forced his voice into a line calmly, and sent the voice into Zhe Luoxing's ears. When Zhe Luoxing heard the words, there was a hint of shock on his face, and then he quickly covered it up. All this only lasted for a moment, and with his back turned The other party, Jiumozhi, didn't notice Murong Fu's little move either.

Seeing the flashing expression on the other party's face, Murong Fu knew that his strategy had worked, and he had some calculations in his mind. After paying his respects, he sat back at the table and continued to chat with Jiumozhi.

However, Murong Fu thought he had a plan, but he didn't notice the faint sneer at the corner of the other's mouth.

(End of this chapter)