[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Destiny Green Book

Song Qingshu didn't expect at first that Murong Bo was quite courageous, he dared to hang out among the monks so openly in front of everyone, pretending to be an ordinary Shaolin monk.

Especially when Xiao Yuanshan was ripped off by Xiao Feng with the cloth covering his face, and personally called Xiao Feng's background, the aura around him did not change at all, it was obvious that the city was extremely deep, and he could not hold his breath.

But this heart is not without flaws.

When Song Qingshu had a flash of inspiration and asked about the identity of the person who passed the wrong information to Abbot Xuanci, Murong Bo's breath suddenly became chaotic.

Although it was only for a very short moment, it was enough for Song Qingshu.

He also didn't realize until then that there was such a hidden "superior" in the yard.

But at this moment, he hasn't connected this person with Murong Bo, he just thinks it's someone with ulterior motives who is lurking among the Shaolin monks, and he doesn't know what kind of plans he has.

So don't care what the purpose of this person is.

In short, first find out and then talk.

The reason why Song Qingshu showed the man to Abbot Xuanci first was because he was a member of the older generation in the martial arts of the Song Dynasty, he was well-informed, and he was more familiar with all kinds of people in the world than the few people on his side.

Unexpectedly, this display was not a big deal, and actually heard an unexpected name from Xuanci, but after thinking about it carefully, it didn't seem so surprising.

Murong Bo.

A person who passed away due to illness after passing the wrong information to Xuan Ci.

At this time, even a fool can see that there must be something hidden in what happened back then.

What's more, among the people present, how many are stupid?

Immediately, everyone looked at Murong Bo with wrong eyes.

Murong Bo is really calm.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him with unfriendly eyes, and he was being held in the hands of a young man who could be his grandson no matter how young he was, with no face, this man did not show any expression of embarrassment or embarrassment.

On the contrary, facing everyone's eyes, he was able to raise the corners of his mouth and show a reserved smile that looks elegant...

Abbot Xuanci said that he was the head of the Murong family in Gusu at that time, that is to say, Murong Bo should be the father of Murong Fu.

Murong Fu's appearance was seen by Song Qingshu in Tianning Temple quite a few days ago. He is gentle, handsome, and suave, and he is indeed a first-class good-looking.

As his father, Murong Bo's appearance is naturally no worse than his son's.

In particular, although he is getting old, even his long eyebrows are stained with frost and white, and he looks like he has aged, but between his eyebrows and eyes, there are still traces of the old days with clear eyes and outstanding demeanor, which can be said to be Looks great.

Therefore, when he smiled calmly, gracefully and reservedly, many people suddenly felt their eyes rolled, and then the hostility towards him in their hearts was unknowingly reduced by more than three points.

Murong Bo is not complacent about it.

He smiled slightly, and was about to speak when he suddenly felt a pain in the back of his neck. He waited until his lips opened and closed, but he couldn't make any sound. The finger poked the dumb hole!

Murong Bo's complexion instantly became very good-looking.

Everyone in the courtyard also had different expressions when they saw this. They didn't expect that such an operation could be performed...

Seeing everyone looking at him with piercing eyes, Song Qingshu pursed his lips and smiled slightly.

"Why bother to listen to the words of this sneaky, supposedly dead person first?" He said softly, "If you don't mind, Mr. Song would like to listen to Master Abbot's account of what happened back then."

Everyone thought, yes!

How could he listen to Murong Bo's one-sided words first?Back then, it was obvious that there was something tricky in it!

Otherwise, since Murong Bo didn't die, why did he keep his name incognito and not show his face in public?

What is this secretly plotting?

Thinking of this, everyone felt a chill down their spines.

30 years of suspended animation!

If this is not a big picture, who would believe it?

In the blink of an eye, everyone forgot the momentary shaken mind when they saw Murong Bo's beautiful smile, and all turned their gazes from Murong Bo and Song Qingshu to Abbot Xuanci, wanting to hear Listen to his interpretation of the events of the year.

Abbot Xuanci didn't have any warning in Song Qingshu, didn't give Murong Bo a chance to speak, and the moment he hit his dumb acupoint directly, he was speechless for a moment.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him again, he immediately came back to his senses, lowered his eyes and twisted the Buddhist beads in his hand, thought for a moment, and then said:

"Back then... Murong Benefactor and I were good friends for many years, and we had a lifelong friendship with each other. He had a very good temperament, gentle and steady, and was extremely prestigious among all his friends."

"So, when he urgently sent a secret letter, saying that Khitan warriors intended to go to Shaolin to snatch secret scriptures, I didn't even have the slightest doubt, and immediately believed it."

"Later, a big mistake was made. I and a few other survivors realized that the truth was different from what we knew. When we returned to Guanzhong to investigate the matter, we heard from Gusu that Master Murong died of illness. information."

"He is my best friend, and he has a reputation as a hero. I only thought that he was deceived by others at that time, so he passed the false news to me, and he passed away, leaving only orphans and widows at home. The Murong family has some assets, and there are already unscrupulous people in the Jianghu who are eyeing it, so why should I continue to pursue that matter, if there is a mistake, it will also tarnish his reputation?"

"Therefore, I sealed the past with dust, tacitly shared it with the few surviving friends back then, and never mentioned it again."

Having said so far, Abbot Xuanci's face, which had been calm until now, finally showed a bit of a wry smile.

"It's just that I didn't expect that the friend I thought was dead is still alive today. Not only that, but also mixed with my Shaolin monks. I don't know what the picture is..."

"Ah!"

At this time, a sneer suddenly came from the crowd.

Everyone asked about the prestige and looked around, they saw Xiao Yuanshan, who had recovered his freedom because Song Qingshu turned to capture Murong Bo, was smiling, his eyes flickering between Murong Bo and Xuan Ci.

"Mr. Xiao doesn't know what his plans are. But I know that this old man Murong has been lurking in your Shaolin Temple for not a year or two."

Xiao Yuanshan lurks in the temple in order to peek at the Shaolin scriptures in order to improve his own martial arts.

During this period, he had three encounters with Shaolin Cangjing Pavilion and Murong Bo who was also dressed in black and masked.

The two fought against each other three times, and the three times they were equal, and both sides tacitly knew that the other party had infiltrated Shaolin because of the various martial arts secrets hidden in the temple.

Since they can't tell which is better, then they don't bother each other. After so many years, they have lived in peace.

Who would have thought that this person was actually the one who falsely passed on the news to Xuanci back then.

It's his enemy!

Xiao Yuanshan's eyes were as cold as ice, if he hadn't been concerned about Song Qingshu who was capturing Murong Bo, he might have already made a move to take Murong Bo's life.

Abbot Xuanci was slightly taken aback when he heard what he said.

Immediately, as if he had figured something out, he sighed in a low voice.

"Murong benefactor, why are you bothering..."

he sighed.

"Brother Abbot, do you know what this man is planning?"

The monks in the monastery were confused, and some of them were irritable and didn't know what to do, so they asked questions on the spot.

Abbot Xuanci had a dazed and remorseful look on his face.

"Murong benefactor is a man, and the old monk didn't really see clearly until today. How did the old monk know what he was planning?"

Xuanci smiled wryly.

"It's just that when I think about it, the Murong family was famous in the martial arts world for 'using the way of the other, and giving back to the other'. Murong's benefactor himself also showed great interest in various martial arts..."

"He hid in Shaolin and secretly learned all kinds of martial arts secrets hidden in my temple. To this old monk, it seems not surprising."

Hearing his tone, everyone was suddenly enlightened, but also disappointed and sad. They all knew that he was hurt by what his old friend did, and they couldn't calm down for a while, so they all looked at each other, not knowing what to say to comfort him.

In fact, there is no need for them to speak comfortingly.

I saw that Song Qingshu flicked his fingers, but he released Murong Bo's dumb acupoint, but he still held him firmly in his hands, not letting him get away.

"Old Mr. Murong, I wonder if you can clear up Master Abbot's doubts?"

Song Qingshu smiled at Yanyan, his tone was gentle, and he seemed to be very good at speaking.

But being held in his hands, Murong Bo who had tapped Ya acupoint without any politeness to let him speak, how could he be confused by his appearance?

And now that he has exposed himself to others, what else can he hide?

It's a pity that his painstaking efforts over the years may eventually come to naught...

Murong Bo smiled slightly.

"Master Abbot, you have doubts in your heart that you and I have been friends for many years, why should I lure you out of customs with false news, and intercept Xiao Yuanshan and his party?"

he asks.

Abbot Xuanci did not answer.

But his drooping eyelids, and his trembling hands even though he was twisting the beads, showed that his mood was not as calm as it appeared on the surface.

Murong Bo didn't care either.

His eyes slowly scanned the crowd present.

"Everyone in the world knows that Gusu Murong's family is a family of martial arts, not only in this Jianghu, but also among the famous families in the south of the Yangtze River. They also have a certain reputation."

"But what the world doesn't know is that my Murong family is far more than just a martial arts family."

"This world should belong to my Murong family!"

As soon as this statement came out, the whole courtyard was shocked!

And then, everyone listened to a big story, "My Murong family was originally a descendant of the royal family of Dayan, and I lived in seclusion in Yanziwu, Gusu. I had nowhere to use my strength, and it was so easy to find an opportunity to drive a wedge between the two countries, so I ordered the martial arts masters of the Song Dynasty to intercept and kill me. As the chief coach of the Liaoshan Army, I yearn for peace with all my heart, and strive to seek peace between the Liao and Song Dynasties for generations. Xiao Yuanshan and his party, who had a peaceful friendship, turned the team that went home to visit relatives into a team of warriors who wanted to steal Shaolin books, intending to cause disputes between the two countries, so that I, the Murong family, would have the opportunity to take advantage of the opportunity to take advantage of the opportunity and recover Dayan..." Absurdity.

But Murong Bo spoke complacently, as if he had really done a great thing.

Song Qingshu could hardly listen to it.

He and Ye Gucheng looked at each other across the air.

"Ah Cheng, I thought I would never meet a more stupid usurper than Nan Wang and Nan Wang's son."

He transmitted voice to Ye Gucheng in his heart.

A faint smile flashed across Ye Gucheng's eyes.

"The world is so big, there are no surprises. Don't worry about Qingshu."

He comforts.

Song Qingshu: "..."

Song Qingshu also learned for the first time today that Ah Cheng can speak... so "mean".

He couldn't help chuckling for a while.

But his smile didn't matter, but it seemed to irritate Murong Bo, who was speaking generously.

Turning his head to look at him gloomily, this old man, who had long lost his handsome and gentle appearance when his true face first appeared, looked at Song Qingshu coldly:

"What? You think it's funny?"

After all, he is a top expert for many years, and his murderous aura suddenly released, which made the whole courtyard cold for a while, stabbing people as if they couldn't open and close their eyelashes at will...

However, amidst this frightening murderous aura that seemed to have any substance, the young man in white who was deliberately targeted by him and poured [-]% of his murderous intent suddenly laughed.

"What? Don't you think it's funny?"

He curled the corner of his lips and asked back with a smile.