Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Chapter 313
Xu Zhu was startled when he heard Murong Fu's retorted question, then he nodded firmly, shook his head again, and said with a wry smile: "This little monk has been a monk in Shaolin since he was a child, if Master Huilun hadn't picked up this little monk in the vegetable garden, I'm afraid the little monk would have already died Filled the ditch. Ever since I could remember, I have never heard of my parents. It has been 24 years since I entered the temple. There are so many people, where can I find them? If I can see my parents again in this life, it is fate. The day we meet is also destined.”

After Xu Zhu finished speaking, he sighed with a sad expression on his face.

When Murong Fu heard this, his heart stopped: Actually, Xu Zhu hopes to be a child of an ordinary family who grew up with his parents rather than any peerless magical skills.

Murong Fu asked: "Little Master, have you ever thought about your parents' identities?"

Xu Zhu thought for a while, he smiled shyly, he seemed to be very embarrassed, after all, the six senses of monks are pure, and although he has shaved off three thousand threads of worries, he is still a man of the world.

"Yes, why not. When I was young, I was always bullied by senior brothers in private, and I didn't dare to tell Master Huilun. When I slept at night, I would hide under the quilt and miss my parents. Master Huilun said that the monk's parents It may be that the farmers at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain encountered some disaster and put the little monk in the vegetable garden of Shaolin Temple."

Xu Zhu sighed faintly: "I think, father and mother must have some unexplainable difficulties. I don't know if the two elders are doing well now."

Murong Fu felt very uncomfortable hearing this, hesitated for a moment, finally decided not to tell the truth to Xu Zhu: "Actually, I have inquired a lot about your parents in the past six months, and now I have quite a clue."

Xu Zhu's eyes burst out with dazzling light, he couldn't help grabbing Murong Fu's wrist: "My lord, are you serious? Is there really news about my parents?"

Being caught by the wrist is a big taboo for martial arts practitioners. Murong Fu froze subconsciously, but then he was relieved: "Of course, the two elders are still alive. Especially Niangqin, I have been looking for you all these years."

A smile gradually spread from Xu Zhu's face.Xu Zhu braced himself to get up, saluted Murong Fu: "Thank you, Young Master!"

Murong Fu said: "Aren't you afraid that I'm coaxing you?"

Xu Zhu shook his head with a smile, pointed to his own heart with his finger, then pointed to Murong Fu, shook his head without saying a word.

Murong Fu nodded, and then changed the topic: "But, if your mother committed a heinous crime, everyone in the world would want to kill her. Are you still willing to recognize her?"

Xu Zhu was stunned, seemed to be thinking, but after a while he smiled freely: "If so, I will pay my mother's fault in return, to repay the great kindness of this life. If the world wants to kill my mother, let them take it." This little monk’s life will pay for this karma!”

Murong Fu smiled, looking at Xu Zhu's pure eyes like mountain springs, he knew that what the other party said was from the bottom of his heart: indeed he is the one who can stand up in the battle of Shaoshi Mountain.How could he be an enemy of the world for his brother-in-law whom he had never met before, but how could he deny his own mother because of the sins of his biological mother.

"Okay, okay, little master Xu Zhu is also a man of temperament. If that's the case, I can rest assured. In two months at most, your mother will definitely come to Shaolin to meet you, as for..."

Murong Fu couldn't continue, so he changed the subject and said: "Your injuries are serious, why didn't Shaolin send someone to take care of you?"

Xu Zhu shook his head and said: "Master Huilun asked the pharmacy for wound medicine for the little monk. Brothers cough and cough, everyone has important matters. The little monk's injury is not serious."

Murong Fu sighed softly, hesitated for a while, took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve and put it in front of Xu Zhu: "There are two elixirs for healing wounds inside, you take it, it should be cured in three to five days .”

Inside the porcelain vase are two Nine-Turn Great Returning Pills, which were looted by Murong Fu from Xuan Ji before, but now they are considered to be returned to the original owner, and the things obtained from Shaolin are finally returned to Shaolin.

Xu Zhu was overjoyed, he hurriedly thanked Murong Fu, Murong Fu waved his hand to signal the other party to excuse him.

Then Murong Fu said: "I'll go first, don't tell others that I have been to Shaolin tonight, to avoid trouble."

Xu Zhu smiled and said: "Young Master, don't worry, this little monk won't talk too much."

Murong Fu flung his body and fled into the night sky.

When Murong Fu left the monk's dormitory, he felt a burst of relief in his heart, and finally, in the dark, a cause and effect had come to an end.

From the looks of it, Qiao Feng should have gone down the mountain by now, otherwise, there would be no movement like this.

Originally, Murong Fu wanted to take a trip to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, maybe he would run into a sweeper, but after thinking about it for a while, he gave up his idea of ​​dying.

Almost, the matter in the Central Plains is done, and it's time to go to Xixia for the dowry of my little beauty.

Murong Fu arranged Qiao Sanhuai and his wife in Xue's original house, and then left with Xiao Yuanshan.

"Where are you going next?"

Murong Fu asked Xiao Yuanshan.

Xiao Yuanshan said: "I haven't thought about it, maybe, go back to Daliao and find my master? I don't know if the old man is still here after so many years."

Murong Fu smiled: "If you have nowhere to go, why don't you just go with me. It just so happens that I have to do something very important recently and I need a helper. Although you are stupid, your martial arts are still so-so."

Xiao Yuanshan wanted to have a fit, but finally endured it, rolled his eyes and said, "No need, we haven't gotten to this point yet."

Murong Fu didn't take it seriously, and said casually: "Oh? Then what if I can save you from the pain of being pierced by thousands of needles three times a day at Fengfu, Lianquan, and Yangguan?"

"What did you say?"

Xiao Yuanshan was shocked, and looked at Murong Fu in disbelief.

Murong Fu raised his eyebrows noncommittally: "You have had this symptom for more than ten years. You have hardly had a good night's sleep in these years. Every rainy day, this pain will be more intense, and it can even last for several hours in a row. Am i right?"

Xiao Yuanshan was stunned: "You, how did you know?"

Murong Fu didn't answer directly: "Your own xinxing has been deeply poisoned unconsciously, haven't you noticed it at all? These years, every time you learn a unique skill in Shaolin, your xinxing suffers a lot. It is not easy to practice one or two Shaolin stunts. Monk Xuan Cheng forcefully practiced thirteen Shaolin stunts and ended up paralyzed. Fortunately, you have learned Shaolin stunts all over the place. If things go on like this, in another year at most, you will end up with Monk Xuan Cheng."

Cold sweat broke out on Xiao Yuanshan's forehead, but his mouth was still stiff: "Hmph! Scary talk. Why should I believe you?"

Murong Fu spread his hands, "Believe it or not, you don't care."

(End of this chapter)