Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Chapter 95

Although the little old man looks skinny, in fact he is surprisingly strong, Murong Fu is dragged by him like a little chicken.Of course, this is also because he didn't exert all his strength to resist.

Difficulty and bitterness hate the frosty temples.

For Su Xinghe, these 30 years of suffering have not only whitened his temples.Wu Yazi and Ding Chunqiu are both old and still look like young people, only Su Xinghe has become a real bad old man, people who don't know can easily mistake Wu Yazi and Su Xinghe as teachers. confused.

Su Xinghe was in high spirits and couldn't be happier. The 30 years of dark life finally saw the dawn today.

What is amazing is that although Su Xinghe has lived in the Valley of the Deaf and Mute for a long time, and has pretended to be deaf and dumb for 30 years, he is very clear about what happened in the martial arts in these years.God knows how he knew this.And what he mentioned the most was of course the deeds that this new junior brother made in the Jianghu.

"Junior Brother, I heard that you beheaded the Taoist Zhang Xu who did many evils in public that year. That Taoist Zhang Xu was very famous in the Jianghu. Those who offended him were cut off with swords, and abandoned in the downtown area. The whole body was bleeding to death. Many people in the older generation still have a deep impression of such a tragedy."

Murong Fu smiled lightly and said, "It's just an unrefined bastard. He only does some things to suppress people, since I bumped into him, I'll take care of it by the way."

The Taoist Zhang Xu mentioned by Su Xinghe also has a nickname called Taoist Octopus.A person who cultivates the Tao should keep aloof from the world or at least be kind to others.But this master is not, even if someone asks him to give up his seat, which is not considered an offense at all, he will take the life of the person before giving up.And the method of killing was just as Su Xinghe said, extremely brutal.

That year Murong Fu first forayed into the rivers and lakes and traveled to the Shandong area.See Taoist Zhang Xu committing murder in the busy city.At that time, the Taoist saw a girl who was born clever and wanted to be admitted to the Taoist temple, but the girl's mother naturally refused.In a fit of rage, Taoist Zhangxu drew his sword and cut off the girl's mother's hands, snatched the girl and left.

With such a brutal act, people all over the street dared not speak out.

Murong Fu didn't care so much, he jumped up against the crime, chased Taoist Zhang Xu for twenty miles with his sword in his hand, finally removed the limbs of the evil Taoist, and hung him on the Penglai government office for public display.

This was the first battle for Murong Fu to become famous, and Nan Murong's reputation in his generation was propped up from this battle.

"I heard that the younger brother used his way to retaliate against He Sheng, cut off the limbs of the evil Taoist, and hung them on the government office for people to watch. Is this true?"

"It's impossible to kill this kind of villain with one sword. He must suffer enough torture to be worthy of those who were killed by him in the same way. Only in this way can he live up to his reputation as a hero."

Murong Fu didn't hide anything, and directly expressed his true thoughts.

Speaking of this reminded him of Yun Zhonghe.That guy was sucked up by himself, even if he could live, he would be weak and sick in the following years, equivalent to half a useless person.Not to mention picking flowers, picking melons in the vegetable garden is hard work, and every rainy day is a disaster. This kind of torture is the most suitable punishment for this kind of wicked person.Wouldn't it be boring if you really want to "ohhh" like a certain writer, the plane crashed into the mountain and nothing happened?
"Okay, junior brother is really a man of temperament. Most people in this world are hypocritical and hypocritical. Use various names to restrain the really good people, but show benevolence and justice to the really wicked? Not only pedantic, but also shameful. My Xiaoyao faction pays attention to things. What he wants to do is to act rashly and be free and easy. Don't care what he has or not!"

Su Xinghe shook his head like an old crane drinking water, and he agreed with Murong Fu's point of view in his words.

Murong Fuyuan thought he would be persuaded by Su Xinghe, but he didn't expect the other party's reaction, and he didn't recover for a while.

Su Xinghe said with a smile: "Brother is not that kind of pedantic person. If the evil people use morality and Buddhism to influence them like those Taoist masters told the bald donkey, then who will replace those who have been harmed by the evil people?" Seeking justice? It’s really like what the book says, all the ancient people were saints, why did they tighten the criminal law and set up prisons later? Can those eminent monks in Shaolin Temple manage that villain Ding Chunqiu?”

In words, he is very dissatisfied with this world.

In the past, Murong Fu might have said a few words of kindness, but after the battle with Ding Chunqiu, his thinking has completely changed.

In Jianghu, those who can be called second-rate masters basically have various ties, including those at the government level.After all, except for a very small number of people with extraordinary talents, which master is not supported by his family and sect?You said falling off a cliff and picking up peerless martial arts?Can you guess why the protagonist is the protagonist?Only young people like the one or two bag disciples of the beggar gang would be ashamed of connecting with the government.

Therefore, if it was a small character like Xiang Wanghai who did evil, someone would come out to meddle in his own business.If he was acting at the level of the head of the Qingcheng faction or the head of Wuliangjian, no one would say anything, and the world would instead justify his various actions in various ways.Just like in a certain period of time on the Chinese Internet in later generations, many people had many fathers overnight. This principle has been the same from ancient times to the present.

When Su Xinghe brought Murong Fu to the main peak of Leigu Mountain, a setting sun was hanging on the mountain peak, and it was about to fall.The afterglow reflected the rolling Yellow River water in the same color as the clouds in the sky, and a dark shadow in the distance seemed to be the returning boatman.On the river bank, several woodcutters were rushing home with the firewood they had cut.

The rocks pierced through the sky, and the stormy waves hit the shore.

Although the original word describes the Yangtze River, it is okay to put it here.

But seeing the raging waves slapping the mountain bank, it was like the sound of war drums, and there seemed to be the faint sound of shouts and killings from the ancient battlefield coming from the sound of the waves.

The ancestor Gaozu vowed to work with a small belt, and the immortals accounted for the lightness of the fighters.

Who will be there in 3000 years?Why bother you to repay the peace!
The rivers and mountains in front of him are magnificent, but Murong Fu recited these few lines unconsciously.

Su Xinghe on the side smiled and said: "These are two lines from the poem "Yellow River" by Luo Yin of the Tang Dynasty. It was originally a complaint of a scholar who failed the ranking, and Junior Brother Murong was in high spirits. Why did you mention these two lines? But Although this sour literati poem is written in a general way, there are two lines that are quite consistent with our Xiaoyao faction's behavior."

Murong Fu smiled and said, "Which two sentences?"

Su Xinghe smiled without saying a word, Murong Fu thought about it for a while, and immediately understood, the old and the young looked at each other and laughed.

After a while, seven or eight strong dumb servants came to the mountain carrying a set of tables and chairs and a few food boxes.Several people neatly arranged the tables, chairs, cups and plates, then respectfully knelt down and kowtowed to Su Xinghe, and then left.

Murong Fu asked curiously: "I have a question for my brother."

Su Xinghe said with a smile: "Brother wants to ask why these dumb servants are so respectful to brother, right?"

"Exactly".

Su Xinghe didn't answer directly, but instead asked Murong Fu a question: "Do you know who these people were before they entered the valley?"

"Didn't senior brother say that he was a heinous person who was arrested everywhere?"

Su Xinghe nodded: "That's right. Almost all of these people have their lives on their bodies, and they are villains in the eyes of the world. For example, the person who just carried two jugs of wine sneaked into other people's doors and killed three people. Isn't it a heinous crime?" ?”

Murong Fu nodded: "That's true."

Su Xinghe said with a smile: "The three people who were killed, two were his enemies. One of them killed his brother, and the other took his wife and daughter. And he can kill the enemy with his hands, it is the wisdom of his senior brother. It's a plan. The condition is that he will be deaf by me, and he will be a dumb servant all his life in my valley. Although he has his revenge, he has become a sinful person in the eyes of the world. The world only believes what they want to believe, I don’t care about fairness. It’s a good thing to simply be a deaf-mute and escape from the world in this valley.”

"Okay, Junior Brother, don't talk about such unpleasant things, come on, you and I will get drunk tonight!"

After saying that, Su Xinghe pulled Murong Fu to the table, first poured a glass of wine for Murong Fu, and gestured: "Junior brother, please!"

Then before Murong Fu raised his glass, he impatiently drank it all in one gulp.

Seeing the surprise in the other party's eyes, Su Xinghe smiled embarrassedly: "Young brother, I laughed. In the past, my brother was also a good drinker. Since the accident with my venerable master, my brother has not touched a drop of alcohol for 30 years."

So, Murong Fu accompanied the little old man one cup after another, and soon the two small jugs of wine ran out.

People who are good at drinking are fine if they don't drink, but once they are aroused by the alcoholism in their stomachs, there will be no end to it, and they must get drunk.But all of a sudden, where can I find wine?

The anxious look of the little old man reminded Murong Fu of the Wu Changfeng he met before, and he found it interesting, so he told Su Xinghe about the encounter with Wu Changfeng in the restaurant.

Su Xinghe curled his lips: "Wu Changfeng, that kid can only drink like a cow, what kind of wine does he know! When a good wine is in his mouth, it is like a peony in the mouth of a cow, and it is all wasted. Junior brother, next time you see this old boy, serve him two jars Shochu is all you need, this kid can’t tell the good from the bad.”

Su Xinghe sighed: "Unfortunately, in the past, people drank wine with words. One drink is thousands of memories. In the past, when the master was not injured, he also wrote poems and calligraphy, and the good sentences were passed down frequently. It is a pity that after the injury, the master never did it again. It’s just a word. You, junior brother, have no chance to see the demeanor of the master who wrote poems with his cup under the moon. Now there is no literature, no wine, and the long night is long, how can you entertain yourself?"

Murong Fu smiled and shook his head, the brain circuit of the little old man is really strange, think about the strange behaviors of the eight friends of Hangu, is it true that all Xiaoyaomen are like this?
It's okay if you don't shake your head, but it's bad if you shake your head.

Su Xinghe only said that Murong Fu did not agree with his point of view, and said joyfully: "Junior Brother, did you bring fine wine over here, quickly fetch it for Senior Brother to taste."

After thinking for a while, he shook his head: "When I entered the valley, my junior brother was empty-handed. Even if I brought good wine, I couldn't get it at this time. So there must be a good sentence to sing about this situation? Quickly express your heart Good sentence, let senior brother taste it!"

Murong Fu:? ? ?

　If you have wine today, you will be drunk today, and you will worry tomorrow if you have sorrow tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)