[Comprehensive martial arts] Cannon fodder woman

"So Brother Qiao didn't see the appearance of that mysterious man?"

Murong Fu frowned, took the folding fan in one hand and tapped on his palm.

Qiao Feng shook his head:

"I only saw a figure from the back, and it was gone when I chased it out."

"This mysterious person is so good at lightness kung fu, he should be a well-known person in Jianghu."

Deng Baichuan on the side analyzed it.

"That's not necessarily true," Murong Fu said slowly, "There is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people. Some seniors don't like rivers and lakes, and would rather live in seclusion in the mountains. Although they are anonymous, they should not be underestimated."

"That's right." Qiao Feng nodded appreciatively, "Brother Murong has great insight, that person really doesn't look like a martial artist." He raised the note in his hand, and frowned again, "But why did he leave this note?" ..."

"Uncle Qiao, you don't have to be so troubled."

A'Zhu, who was standing beside Lu Xiaoman, suddenly said, "Since that man deliberately lured you here, he will definitely do something, we just need to wait patiently, when the time comes, he will show up. "

"A'Zhu is right," Murong Fu said, and snorted coldly, "I want to see who is playing tricks."

[System, can you give me a spoiler?If this continues, he will develop into a young Bao Qingtian! ]

Lu Xiaoman silently tried to communicate with Mr. System in his heart, but he was naturally ignored, hehe, her Mr. System is so ruthless.

Lu Xiaoman curled her lips, and when she looked up, she saw Qiao Feng on the opposite side who seemed to be looking at her. She blinked at him, smiled quietly, and then saw the man cough lightly as if he had been caught, and turned his eyes away. .

"My lord, there is a new discovery." The township chief's subordinates came in to report, "We just finished the investigation of the corpse, and with the help of the villagers from the neighboring village, we found that one person was missing from the corpse."

"Oh? Is there such a thing?"

The mayor asked in surprise, the man nodded and continued to report:

"According to the nearby villagers, that person is a homeless man who came to Gujia Village two years ago. No one knows his name, only his surname is Liu, and everyone calls him Old Man Liu. This person has been living next to the field at the end of the village. In the wooden huts, guard the fields for the villagers, so as to get some alms to eat."

"So, he's not from Gu's Village?"

The mayor frowned, "An outsider, but no body was found, did he escape? Or..."

Murong Fu shook his folding fan, saying to the point:

"The crux of the case lies in this person."

As soon as the words fell, an arrow shot straight in from outside the door and nailed to the pillar beside the hall.The mayor turned pale with fright, and his subordinates immediately surrounded him:

"Protect adults!"

Qiao Feng pulled out the arrow feather, and chased it out with one step, Murong Fu had to stay first to comfort the frightened mayor, asking him to wait here so as not to be accidentally injured, the mayor hurriedly nodded in response.

"That's it, I'll leave it to Mr. Murong and Gang Leader Qiao. It's a matter of the world, and it's really inconvenient for me to intervene."

"Don't worry, the mayor, I will do my best to crack this case."

When Lu Xiaoman and his group found Qiao Feng, he had already confronted the mysterious man who was shooting arrows for a long time. The mysterious man was wearing a cloak and covered his face with a wide hat curtain, standing a few steps away, showing his back to others.

"Who are you?" Qiao Feng asked in a deep voice.

"A man whose life is not long."

As if to prove this sentence, the man coughed violently just after he finished speaking.

"May I ask what is the relationship between Senior and this Gu Family Village?"

Murong Fu stepped forward and stood side by side with Qiao Feng.

"Cough, cough, the grace of giving food... I will never forget it."

The man's voice was full of complex emotions such as nostalgia, gratitude, pain, and remorse. Everyone couldn't help but look at each other, and Murong Fu continued to ask:

"Could it be that you are the senior named Liu who came to Gu's Village two years ago?"

"What kind of senior is not a senior, just a bad old man."

The man finally turned around and took off the hat curtain on his head, revealing a messy face.

"Because of me, they were brutally murdered. Every time I think about it, my heart feels like a knife."

He sighed, and took a few steps forward, "Although he slashed the enemy with his hands, the old man also suffered internal injuries. Dragging this seriously injured body, he is already in a state of exhaustion."

He shook his head, looked towards the direction of the village, his pale face lost all blood, "Because of a single mistake, he caused the disaster of killing people, and caused so many people to be buried with me, shame, shame."

He sighed for a while, Qiao Feng and Murong Fu looked at each other, and finally the former clasped his fists and asked:

"Senior, dare to ask the person who led me here that day..."

"It's the old man."

The old man surnamed Liu nodded, and looked at Qiao Feng and Murong Fu while talking, "You two are the well-known 'North Qiaofeng South Murong' in the world, right?"

He covered his mouth with his sleeve and coughed a few times, then continued:

"I've made some inquiries, and everyone praised you two young talents as the top heroes of the Central Plains. Now it seems that you are really extraordinary."

"Senior has been awarded."

Murong Fu cupped his hands humbly, "Brother Qiao and I have been given this false title thanks to the care of our friends in Jiang Hu, but this title of the first place is a bit exaggerated."

"No need to be humble."

Senior Liu swung his sleeves and sighed with his hands behind his back:

"Because the two of you are the two masters of the Central Plains martial arts, the old man brought you here today."

As he spoke, he took out a yellow paper booklet that had been torn in half from his sleeve.

"I have something here, I give it to you two, I hope you will not forget your heart, keep it safe, and don't repeat my tragedy."

Murong Fu and Qiao Feng looked at each other again, and took a look at it at the same time, only to see several curved and odd-shaped characters written on the cover, and the words inside were also crooked, circles and hooks, the two of them After watching for a long time, I didn't recognize any of them.

"……This is?"

"This is Shaolin martial arts, and "Yi Jin Jing" is also."

Senior Liu said amazingly, "20 years ago, I accidentally met a monk Hua who betrayed Shaolin, and then I met a monk from Tubo and an assassin from Dali. The four of us hit it off and became brothers with different surnames."

He sighed, looked into the distance, and continued:

"One day later, the monk suddenly asked us if we wanted to read the "Yi Jin Jing", the treasure of the Shaolin Temple. It turned out that he used to be the novice who was in charge of guarding the scriptures. After meeting the three of us, we felt that we had the strength to fight, and the four of us hit it off immediately, and went to Shaoshi Mountain to steal scriptures and books."

"The plan was very successful. The monk and the assassin set fire to the backyard to attract the attention of others. The monk sneaked into the Bodhi Hall and successfully stole the scriptures according to the secret code he had learned long ago. To lure away the pursuers, after I get rid of the others, I will go to meet them again. But when I finished the task and went looking for it happily, I don’t know what happened, the three of them actually fought, I saw it with my own eyes Witnessing the killing of a monk, he was in a state of confusion for a moment, afraid that he would be the next to die, so he grabbed the scriptures and ran away when the two people were not paying attention, and finally succeeded in getting rid of them with light work. The next 20 days For [-] years, I have been hiding in Tibet, wandering around, living a precarious life, for fear of being caught by those two people and people from Shaolin Temple."

"The "Yi Jin Jing" was written in Sanskrit. I couldn't understand it at all, and I didn't dare to ask others, for fear of revealing the slightest bit of information and being ruined."

When Senior Liu spoke of his sadness, he choked up and burst into tears:

"For others, it is a good thing of peerless martial arts, but it is like waste paper for me. Because of this thin booklet, brothers turned against each other, friends killed each other, I fled under my name for twenty years, and desire made people become Devil, what a pity, what a pity!"

After his mood stabilized a bit, he finally looked at Murong Fu and Qiao Feng, and said with a complicated expression:

"Since the two of you have high martial arts skills and noble personalities, I think you will be able to protect this scripture well."

With that said, he turned around and drifted away——

"The kindness and resentment are now gone with the wind. From now on, the ashes will return to the ashes and the dust will return to the ashes, and the old will go away."

"senior!"

"This……"

Qiao Feng and Murong Fu looked at each other, one was holding half a volume of scriptures, for a while, Qiao Feng still looked at a loss, Murong Fu had already stuffed the scriptures into his sleeves.

"Brother Qiao, what do you think about this matter?"

Murong Fu returned to his handsome appearance, and asked while waving his folding fan.

"I don't know... this matter, this fact is too bizarre," Qiao Feng shook his head and muttered, "But the "Yi Jin Jing" belongs to Shaolin, why don't we return it to Shaolin?"

"How can that be done! It's something that Senior Liu gave to our young master! How can you just hand it over!"

Bao BuTong was not happy when he heard it, and quickly yelled in dissatisfaction.

"Don't be rude."

Murong reprimanded him, but he didn't mean much to blame, "Brother Qiao, don't blame, Brother Bao San has always been outspoken."

"It's Qiao who was being rude," Qiao Feng smiled apologetically, cupped his hands and said, "I hope Mr. Bao doesn't mind, it's just..."

"Brother Qiao, don't be impatient, and listen to me."

Murong Fu raised the folding fan and tapped it in the air, with an upright and selfless look.

"Since Senior Liu gave the scriptures to you and me, he must have great confidence in us. I believe that you and I will be able to protect this thing. If we turn around and return it to Shaolin, it would be a bit inappropriate."

While talking, he observed Qiao Feng's expression, saw that he was frowning as if he was thinking, and said again:

"Besides, since this scripture was stolen once in Shaolin Temple, there is no guarantee that it will not be stolen a second time. If we return it and the scripture is stolen again, wouldn't you and I be sinners?"

"Brother Murong is right, it's Qiao who wanted to go wrong."

Qiao Feng looked ashamed, and seemed to be completely convinced by Murong Fu, while Lu Xiaoman was stunned to watch.

Murong Fu is a big fool, this scripture is originally a Shaolin thing, but it was stolen by someone, and now it is recovered, isn't it a matter of course to return it to Shaolin?Looking for so many reasons is not just trying to take it for yourself.

And Qiao Feng, you are so stupid, you will believe everything others say, and you will be led astray after a few moments, I said, have you forgotten that your master is an eminent monk from Shaolin Temple?If Master Xuan Ku finds out that you are so stupid, you must be so angry that you vomit blood.

And that senior Liu, he doesn't look like a good person, if he really enlightened, just return the "Yi Jin Jing" to Shaolin, wouldn't it be all right?Knowing that this scripture is so attractive to martial arts practitioners, he split it into two copies and gave them to different people for safekeeping, and he said in front of such a large number of people, did he think that no one here would know how to read it? Leaked?

Or do you want to see Nan Murong and Bei Qiaofeng kill each other and continue his tragedy?Hmph, I feel like I smell a conspiracy...

Lu Xiaoman slandered silently in his heart, Qiao Feng and Murong Fu had already happily called each other brothers and sisters, and Gongye beside him looked suspicious:

"The "Yi Jin Jing" disappeared 20 years ago, but why is there no movement in Shaolin Temple? No news has been heard from the rivers and lakes, which is really strange."

"The so-called family ugliness should not be publicized. If people know that Shaolin has lost the "Yi Jin Jing", they will lose face."

Deng Baichuan was very disapproving, "That's why Shaolin will not show it off, but try to hide it as much as possible. If there is any movement, it is impossible to put it on the table."

"Yes, Not Bad."

Everyone nodded in agreement, Murong Fu secretly glanced at the other half of the scriptures in Qiao Feng's hand, and said with a smile:

"I don't know what brother Qiao's plan is next?"

"I……"

Qiao Feng pondered hesitantly, glanced at the other people beside him, and suddenly seemed to think of something, his eyes lit up:

"In a few days, the Luoyang branch of my beggar gang will hold a Hundred Flowers Meeting. Last time, Qiao was poisoned and was taken care of by Brother Murong. Why don't Brother Murong go to the meeting with me this time, so that the next time he will be the landlord?" Friendship."

Murong Fu's eyes flashed, he stroked his temples, and said with a smile like a spring breeze:

"Brother Qiao, you're being polite. It's a trivial matter, but I've been fascinated by the Luoyang Hundred Flowers Association for a long time. If I can see the grand occasion, it will be a worthwhile trip."

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The plot of "Yi Jin Jing" is all randomly made up by the author, don't worry about it...