Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Chapter 312 Going to Shaolin Again
If it is the Liao Kingdom, Tubo, and Dali, then using money to open the way is pure nonsense.But this is Xixia!The royal court of Xixia, who can be paid only 10 taels of silver every year, is really small and poor.During Li Yuanhao's period, Xixia was still able to rely on the great talents of a generation of heroes, and the militarism of the whole people jumped repeatedly between the Liao Kingdom and the Great Song Dynasty.As soon as Li Yuanhao left, Xixia would be worse than Wang Xiaoer's New Year's Eve every year-how could he be so strong if he was almost beaten to death by Song Dynasty?

Half a month ago, Murong Fu ordered Gongye to transfer the required funds secretly to the northwest through Murong's family's scattered banks.

This time I went to Xixia, and I went to Tubo on the way, and asked the national teacher to settle the arrears.

Murong Fu couldn't help sighing: Sure enough, the most profitable connections in the world are all written in the criminal law.After a while of busy work, the profits of the Murong family's many properties came out for two years.

He wasn't afraid of Jiumozhi's debts, after all, with written words in black and white, and the guarantee of force, the national teacher still had to lose face.

Murong Fu carefully put the "5 taels of gold" away, and he drove all the way up the steps of Shaoshi Mountain until he arrived in front of the temple gate.

From the pavilion on the mountainside to the gate of the temple, there is no monk on duty.Murong Fu's heart trembled slightly: Could it be that something important happened in Shaolin tonight?Calculating the time, it should be that Xuan Ku was ambushed by someone and was seriously injured to death.Xiao Yuanshan didn't have time, the person who made the sneak attack should be Murong Bo after his disguise, as he guessed before!
Thinking of this, Murong Fu became more convinced that Murong Bo and Xuan Ci had a shady deal.

Murong Fu didn't take much effort to enter the gate of the temple, walked through corridors and alleys all the way, without alarming anyone.Often the patrolling monks were still ten feet away before they were discovered by Murong Fu.

But just running around like this, I still can't figure out what happened tonight.

Murong Fu thought about it, and suddenly thought of Xu Zhu: When he came to Shaolin last time, Murong Fu purposely went to Xu Zhu's monk's dorm to stay for a while, wouldn't it be the most appropriate to ask him now?But how can he be sure that Xu Zhu must be in the room?
Just grab someone and ask them, unless the question is silenced after the question, otherwise the old monk Xuanci and Murong Bo will be able to guess that it is him.

But Xu Zhu is honest and kind, if he is not allowed to speak, he will absolutely keep his mouth shut.

So Murong Fu turned around and tried to find Xu Zhu's location very quickly.

Murong Fu looked inside the door through the crack of the window, and saw a familiar figure lying on the couch.Although it's dark, Xu Zhu's thin and tall figure is very recognizable.

Murong Fu was overjoyed, pushed open the door of the monk's room, and strode in.

Xu Zhu wanted to get up when he heard the sound, Murong Fu hastily stepped forward and touched the opponent's acupuncture points.

When his finger touches Xu Zhu's body, Murong Fu only feels an internal force obviously resisting his finger force.In the blink of an eye, Murong Fu quickly used a little bit of Beiming Zhenqi to seal this internal energy, thinking in his heart: such a brilliant internal energy, it shouldn't be.

Moving his hands, Murong Fu hurriedly said: "Master Xu Zhu, it's me, Murong Fu!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Xu Zhu's body visibly stiffened, and then he relaxed: "Mr. Murong, is it you? Did the monk make any mistake? Why did you tap the monk's acupoints?"

Murong Fu sent a voice transmission: "I'm sorry, little master. I came to find you to find out what happened in the temple tonight. Why are you alone in the room and the others?"

Although Xu Zhu heard from some senior uncles that Murong Fu may be the murderer who killed Xuan Bei's uncle, but Xu Zhu did not want to believe it in his heart.After all, in his opinion, it is impossible for a low-level Shaolin disciple like him to treat him as an equal and promise to find his mother for him.

Xu Zhu listened to Murong Fu's question, thought for a while, felt sad: "Today, Master Xuanku's uncle passed away. All the uncles, masters, and brothers all went to chant scriptures for the uncle. The little monk because of the Injury, Master Abbot has authorized the monk to rest here."

As Xu Zhu said, his injury affected him, he coughed a few times.

Murong Fu thought to himself: "As expected." Seeing that Xu Zhu's condition is not right, he asked: "You are injured, what's the matter?"

Xu Zhu roughly talked about the matter of being injured by the mysterious person before, Murong Fu listened, and was surprised: "Is that true?"

Murong Fu knew from the contact just now that Xu Zhu must have an adventure this time, but it's not a big deal to be able to take Murong Bo's blow hard, it's very strange.One must know that Xu Zhu's previous martial arts were almost nonexistent.

"Could it be the Yi Jin Jing? No, logically speaking, this thing can't be practiced at all!"

Murong Fu murmured in his heart.

But thinking of Xu Zhu having this opportunity, Murong Fu also feels happy.

Murong Fu said: "Little Master Xu Zhu seems to have made some extraordinary good fortune!"

Xu Zhu saw that Murong Fu's face was full of envy, he was puzzled and said: "Why did Mr. Murong say that?"

Murong Fu asked suspiciously: "Don't you know?"

"Know what?" Xu Zhu scratched his big bald head involuntarily.

Murong Fu didn't answer Xu Zhu's question directly, but asked: "During this time, did you do anything different from the past?"

Xu Zhu thought for a while, and replied honestly: "During this time, Master Abbot asked the young monk to serve a master from Tianzhu. The master would teach the young monk to recite a scripture every night. The master said that he is weak and sick, and I am afraid that he will not be able to survive in the future. I returned to my hometown. I was afraid that these scriptures would not be handed down to future generations, so I handed them over to the monk."

Murong Fu thought to himself: Sure enough, some things in the world are just so coincidental.

Po Luoxing understands Sanskrit, but his mind is doomed to fail him to practice Yi Jin Jing.It is possible for Xu Zhu to cultivate his mind of no contention, no desire and no pursuit, but he doesn't know Sanskrit.Thinking that Bo Luoxing used Xu Zhu as a guinea pig, he would definitely not tell Xu Zhu the actual situation, in this way, on the contrary, it would allow Xu Zhu to practice supernatural skills.

From the point of view of internal strength alone, Xu Zhu has already surpassed old monks like Xuannan, but he himself did not realize it at all.No wonder Murong Bo's slap only slightly injured him.

Murong Fu sighed in his heart: God's will, God's will.He took Xu Zhu's opportunity by himself, but Murong Bo got Xu Zhu's opportunity by mistake.Interesting, really interesting.

Murong Fu said: "Little Master Xu Zhu has great blessings. There will be great opportunities in the future. Please practice with peace of mind, and you will surely prove the right fruit in the future."

Xu Zhu smiled slightly: "Thank you, Young Master." In his heart, he didn't take the other party's words to heart, he only thought that the other party was teasing him.Speaking of this, I thought of something again, and stopped talking.

Murong Fu said: "Little master wants to ask about finding relatives, right?"

(End of this chapter)