Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Child Elder and Li Qiu Shui listened to Duan Yu's words and said they had noses and eyes, without any pretense, and they each thought deeply.

Child Elder asked: "Who is this Murong Fu? Why was he accepted by Wu Yazi as his direct disciple?"

Duan Yu was shocked: Judging from how easily Child Elder suppressed Jiumozhi just now, this person must be a top master. Why doesn't he even understand this common sense that everyone in the world knows?

In fact, the names "South Murong, North Qiao Peak" only refer to the two younger generations who have become famous in the past ten years. Tong Lao has lived in Piaomiao Peak of Tianshan Mountain for a long time. Except for chasing Li Qiu Shui, she has not been down the mountain at all in recent decades. , it’s normal not to know.

Li Qiu Shui smiled sweetly: "I have heard of the name of this little Murong. It is said that he is a charming and handsome man. I think he is so popular with senior brother that he may not be accepted as a closed disciple."

"Senior sister, you have been chasing my little sister all the way, and I understand it after thinking about it. It is absolutely impossible for my little sister's martial arts to be better than my senior sister's, but with my martial arts, it is difficult to kill my little sister. Now this kid There is news about senior brother, what do you think?"

Child Elder snorted coldly, knowing that Li Qiu Shui was right. Although she did not want to share Wu Yazi's information with Li Qiu Shui, but from what the boy surnamed Duan said, if the two of them fought, he would not do anything. This guide took her to see that Murong Fu.

She was not familiar with the place in the Central Plains, otherwise she would not have chased Li Qiushui for so long and been escaped repeatedly. If she missed this opportunity, who knows when she would get news about Wu Yazi again?

Child Elder thought for a while and said: "Okay, Duan, I will just obey you for once. You can lead the way and take me to see that Murong Fu!"

Seeing that his goal had been achieved for the time being, Duan Yu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You two are from the same sect and should live in harmony, so there is no need to fight and kill each other."

Tong Lao and Li Qiu Shui did not comment on Duan Yu's words.

After a moment, Duan Yu said cautiously: "Well, grandma, this great monk looks really uncomfortable. Can you temporarily relieve his pain?"

Duan Yu was talking about Jiumozhi of course. At this moment, Jiumozhi felt an unbearable itching all over his body. Even though his concentration was astonishing, how could a real Buddha resist the suffering of thousands of ants eating his heart?

At first, he was able to resist with his internal strength, but later he was rolling on the ground in pain, his expensive monk's robe was torn into pieces, and there were shocking blood marks on his body.

Child Elder sneered: "Young monk, I don't know how high the sky is, let me let you taste the life and death talisman, and you will know what it means to be unable to live and unable to die!"

But after all, she flipped it over, took out an amber pill, flicked it with two fingers, and put it into Jiumozhi's mouth.

As soon as the pill entered the body, it immediately turned into heat and dispersed, and the pain and itching on Jiumozhi's body immediately stopped.

Child Elder smiled and said: "Little monk, this pill can only relieve your itching for three days. Whether you can get the antidote after that depends on your performance!"

When he thought about having to go through the same kind of pain a few days later, Jiumozhi was so distraught that he kept promising that he would be obedient in the future, no matter how he was driven.

Poor Jiumozhi, a generation of eminent monks, suffered a lot in the Central Plains, and now his life has been pinched and he has become someone else's slave. At this moment, Jiumozhi's intestines are really filled with regret.

So Tong Lao and others took Duan Yu and others all the way south to Murong Fu Village in Gusu.

Along the way, Child Lao hit and scolded Jiumozhi. Jiumozhi was humiliated to the point of losing his temper in order not to suffer from the onset of the life and death talisman.

Suzhou.

At this time, Murong Fu still didn't know what kind of surprise his good brother Duan Yu had brought to him. At this time, he was in the secret room, banging on the abacus, settling accounts with Duan Yanqing.

"Come on, come on, Boss Duan, let's calculate your expenses in the past three months. Black jade intermittent ointment, the healing elixir, is hard to find. For the sake of everyone being friends, I'll count you. Five thousand taels of gold is ready.

"There are thirteen ginseng plants, each of which is over five hundred years old. Isn't it too much to charge you ten thousand taels of gold? Each one is less than one thousand taels of gold. Where can you find this price!"

"Three century-old purple jade mushrooms, each worth two hundred taels of gold."

Murong Fu rolled up his sleeves and worked the abacus quickly. Every time he made a calculation, he wrote down an account on the rice paper next to him.

"During this period of time, Boss Duan spent a total of 45,784 taels of gold at Murong's house. Considering that we are all friends, I will charge you fifty thousand taels for a fraction of that. Boss Duan, cash or card?"

Duan Yanqing's eyes twitched. Although he didn't know what swiping a card was, he knew that he wanted to smash Murong Fu's face.

Duan Yanqing muttered: "I don't have that much money!"

Murong Fu raised his eyebrows, rolled up his sleeves, and patted the table: "Okay, you old guy, you want to have free food, don't you? After eating so many of my treasures, you pat your butt and want to leave. I tell you that there is no door. !”

Duan Yanqing said: "Didn't you say you could heal my legs?"

Murong Fu said: "I said I could help you heal your leg, but when did I say I wouldn't charge you?"

At this time, Yanqing's legs have basically recovered. Although he is still unable to practice Qigong normally, there is no big problem in walking on his feet. So just when Duan Yanqing told Murong Fu that he wanted to leave, Murong Fu took out the gold abacus confiscated from Cui Baiquan, who came to make trouble that day, and settled the accounts with Duan Yanqing one by one.

Seeing that Duan Yanqing remained silent, Murong Fu said, "You have no money, right? If you don't have any money, just work here to pay back the money. When you get enough money, you will leave. It happens that my Shenhe Village is short of a sweeper, so I will hire you every year Five hundred taels of gold, food and accommodation included, nine to five!"

Duan Yanqing remained silent for a long time, then said in a confused voice: "Thank you, but I have to go."

Murong Fu was stunned, knowing that his little trick had been discovered by the other party again. He waved his hand and said angrily: "You have to go to your monk temple in Dali to become a monk? What good is there? Besides, what can I do? you?"

Duan Yanqing shook his head and said: "I have killed people without any calculation in my life and have committed many sins. For now, the only way to become a monk is to make up for my sins."

Murong Fu sneered: "When did Mr. Duan convert to Buddha? Chanting Amitabha a few times in front of the Buddha statue every day will solve everything? Ridiculous!"

Of course Murong Fu didn't want Duan Yanqing to become a monk. If Duan Yanqing just became a monk, wouldn't he have wasted so much effort?

Duan Yanqing looked up at the sky and remained silent for a long time.

Seeing Duan Yanqing's appearance, Murong Fu knew he couldn't keep him and sighed: "Okay, if you want to become a monk, just go. But you don't want me to tell you the whereabouts of your son?"