I, the son of Yang Guo, abducted Zhang Sanfeng across the heavens

Chapter 72 Few people in the world can draw with the poor monk
"Come on, let me see!"

The next day.

"Mr. Yang, please."

In the secret room of Shishui Pavilion, Murong Fu presented two books.

One records the soldiers and horses they can command, and the other records money and food.

"That's all?" Yang Gui couldn't bear to see it anymore. Why don't you want to rebel just because he raided a Tatar prefect?
"Mr. Yang, the Murong family is really... struggling!"

Murong Fu had a sad look on his face.It's not because of poverty, it's because Yang Gui had to go to bed yesterday, so he was thrown out of the room.The inn didn't have any spare rooms, so he could only rush back to Swallow Pier overnight.However, he did not greet anyone when he came out, so there was no boat on the shore.

When Azhuabi saw a human head floating up from the water under the covered bridge, he almost thought he saw a ghost, and ran away in fright, and the screams attracted the whole Yanziwu.Murong Fu has never felt so many gazes in his life.

The next day Yang Guilai also said that in the future when you become a great treasure, there will be so many courtiers staring at you sooner or later, this is unbearable, what kind of emperor will you be in the future?
Yang Gui lived in Shenhezhuang, and taught Murong Fu some basic ways of being a king every day. While looking at Murong's family's account books and power maps, he made a plan for the world with Murong.

It took more than a month to come and go.In the past month, Murong Fu's doubts about Yang Gui have turned into fanatical beliefs. Now even if Yang Gui asks him to rush into the Kaifeng Palace to kill the emperor, he probably won't refuse.

Even Zhang Sanfeng's skill in borrowing strength to fight was too deep that day, so he directly took out his family's "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi" to ask Yang Gui for advice.

Yang Gui looked at Murong Fu with pity. This silly boy still wants to be emperor, not to mention comparing with Zhu Yuanzhang, Chen Youliang, Zhang Shicheng who are really fighting for world hegemony, even Li Shanchang, Hu Weiyong and other counselors have higher structure and intelligence than him.

If you really want this silly boy to be the emperor, you must not let the courtiers play to death.But this is also the point that Yang Gui values ​​Murong Fu. In the original book, as a villain, he is nothing but ungrateful, ruthless, and slaughters his neighbors. Compared with Zhu Yuanzhang, he is a saint for this bad thing he did.

"The money is too little. You pack it up and go north with me. I'll take you there to get the money." A clever woman can't afford to live without rice. The Murong family's money is enough to squander for two lifetimes, but if it is used to recruit soldiers and bribe courtiers, it will be spent in less than ten days.

"Ah? Where are you going?" Murong Fu's eyes were dull.He was born and raised in the south of the Yangtze River since he was a child, and his father's pseudonym Yan Longyuan operated the soldiers, horses, money and food in the north. When it was handed over to Murong Fu, he thought it was a gift from nature.With this intelligence, he still wants to be emperor.

Yang Gui said helplessly: "Didn't I say that in the note I gave you yesterday? Go to the Chai family in Hebei first. The old Zhao family is still very interesting. Even if Chai Rong's descendants rebel in person, they will not be killed. This group of people usually likes to collect people from the world and accumulate wealth."

Chai Jin has voted for Liangshan, and he has not been chopped off. It can be seen that although the emperor of the old Zhao family is soft, he is indeed more humane than the emperor of the old Zhu family.

Therefore, Lao Chai's family has nothing to fear, and each generation is similar to Chai Jin.There is an iron bucket in the area around Lao Chai's house, a country within a country, where is the official government of Yin University, so what if the emperor comes?Neither work well.

"Your Murong family has accumulated for several generations. You have martial arts, a small amount of money, arrangements, and a small number of people. This kind of value can easily be compared to the Chai family. Then use the same life experience as an entry point to attract them to share the same hatred."

Pointing to Murong Fu's two ledgers, Yang Gui said, "Old Zhao's strategy is very useful. It seems stupid and lenient, but it actually corroded the ambitions of the Chai family. They are more willing to be kings with different surnames who don't care about anything in the Song Dynasty. So when you join the Chai family, you can not only gain the support of the legal consortium with the wealthiest, most powerful connections, the most powerful, and the most powerful in the Song Dynasty, but also not worry about a competitor that needs to be guarded against at any time."

"Mr. Wonderful!" Murong Fu almost knelt down and kowtowed to Yang Gui. This was a strange path they had never imagined. "Mr. Today's words can be compared to Zhuge Kongming's recitation, and his name will go down in history!"

"Secondly, you have to move your old nest. Rebellion from the south of the Yangtze River is definitely not possible..."

Yang Gui and Murong Fu were planning carefully in the secret room, when they suddenly heard a ping-pong sound coming from the front hall of Yanziwu, smashing many things.

"what happened?"

Murong Fu's face was full of anger.Listening to Yang Gui's description, he was already immersed in the fantasy of fighting for world hegemony, but suddenly someone interrupted him, which made him feel bad.

"How did I teach you that the big things happen before the mountain collapses in front of you. Bring the map."

Yang Gui directed Murong Fu to bring the map, and gestured on the map with his fingers: "Look, back then your father chose the most affluent land in the south of the Yangtze River. He thought it would be easy to gather funds for rebellion because of the abundance of wealth. But he forgot one thing. In this environment, the local rich people in the south of the Yangtze River are too rich. Just like the Chai family, they neither want to rebel nor have a structure.

"Ping ping pong pong!"

The sound of smashing came closer.Yang Gui's voice was suppressed.

"Hey!" Murong Fu once again planned to go out and teach these ignorant servants a lesson.

"Is it important to restore the country or to vent your emotions?" Yang Gui gave Murong Fu a cold look.

"Please, please, please." Murong Fu beckoned Yang Gui to continue.

"That's right. Jiangnan is a very comfortable place. Even if your old Murong's family still has great ambitions, can you guarantee that he can recruit soldiers? And most importantly, Jiangnan has no horses!"

"Ping ping pong!" The sound of smashing came closer.

"It's endless, you pay it back!" Yang Gui finally protested.

"Boom!"

Before Yang Gui could attack, there was a loud noise, and the door of the secret room shattered out of thin air, and a monk in yellow robes walked in.

This person is less than 50 years old, clothed in cloth and straw shoes, his face is full of spirits, and there seems to be a faint flow of precious light, just like bright jewels, naturally shining.He was looking angry at this time, and the monk's robe moved automatically without wind. Obviously, the sound outside just now was all caused by him.

When he saw Yang Gui and Murong Fu, his face immediately became happy. "Amitabha, there is no one else in the Poor Monk's Sanhe Village. I don't think there are two hidden here. Hey, you two, do you know where the Water Pavilion is?"

Yang Gui and Murong Fu looked at each other.

"I won't be there. We were just passing by." Seeing the clear stupidity in Murong Fu's eyes, Yang Gui sighed and decided to come by himself.

"Hehehehe, the two of you can hide in such a secret room, it must be an important member of the Murong family who is pretending to be a poor monk!"

The monk sneered slightly, and stretched out his hand to strike vertically, "The poor monk sees that you will not shed tears when you see the coffin!"

A fiery invisible saber aura slashed in the air, Yang Gui dodged sideways, the saber aura flew past him, and he could even feel the high temperature above.

"boom!"

The bogu shelf behind him was split open and scattered all over the place.

"Hehe, Flame Knife?" Yang Gui's eyes lit up, and he felt the familiar inner force of three meridians and seven chakras from it, "You are Jiumozhi!"

"Huh? Unexpectedly, there are people in Shenhe Village who recognize the poor monk."

This monk is the Tubo national teacher, the master of the Nyingma School, and the Great Wheel Ming King Jiumozhi.

Yang Gui and Zhang Sanfeng left from Dali, and didn't get involved in the mess of Dali. Things developed just like the original novel. A Duan Zhengchun large-scale family ethics comedy was staged. Jiumozhi attacked Tianlong Temple, trying to snatch the sword manual of the Six Meridians Excalibur.

Duan Yu flies all six swords together, which makes Jiumozhi overjoyed. If Duan Yu is captured, he will go to Hezhuang to exchange for martial arts secrets.

This monk did have friendship with Murong Bo, and he really wanted to exchange secret books, but when he came to Shenhe Village, he found that not only Murong Bo had "dead", but even Murong Fu had disappeared, so he wanted to grab it by force.

Yang Gui and Murong Fu conspired in the secret room of Huanshi Shui Pavilion, but no one told about it. Azhuabi used a trick to escape by rowing a boat with Duan Yu. Jiumozhi didn't know how to swim and couldn't handle the oars, so he had to force the servants of Murong's family to lead him to Sanhezhuang, but even though they threatened their lives, none of the servants succumbed.

In his rage, he simply hacked and destroyed it with a flame knife, trying to find the real room with the secret room.

After searching all the way, they finally came to Yang Gui and Murong Fu.

Hearing Yang Gui's words, he couldn't help being even happier: "Others don't know who I am, but you know my identity and the martial arts I use. It seems that you must be an important member of the Murong family. Tell the Buddha honestly where the water pavilion is, and the Buddha can spare your life."

Yang Gui was happy, and turned to Murong Fu and said, "Little Fu, do you still remember how you were beaten that night?"

"I can't forget." Murong Fu gritted his teeth and said.

"Then let's go, arrange a set for him." Before Yang Gui finished his sentence, he seemed to be shrinking into an inch, and within a step, he was already in front of Jiumozhi, almost touching his cheek.

Jiumozhi was taken aback, he never expected these two fair faces to be so fast, he quickly backed away, trying to distance himself, flicking his fingers repeatedly, his left hand "Duo Luo Ye Zhi" and his right hand "Nianhua Finger", directly aimed at Yang Gui's upper body vitals.

Yang Gui raised his hand and exploded in a wave.

Jiumozhi was even more frightened, he kept retreating, poking and poking with his fingers, repeatedly using the "Wuxiangjiezhi", "Removing Worrying Finger", and "Maha Finger", countless fingers flew around the sky like machine gun bullets.

Yang Gui flexed his fingers with both hands repeatedly, and with the flick of his fingers, he struck out with supernatural powers, offsetting Jiumozhi's finger force one by one.

"how?"

Jiumozhi never imagined that he could completely ignore the power of Shaolin 72's unique skills when he bumped into someone casually.He wanted to retreat, but found that the floor behind him was exhausted, and there was water behind him.

He has no water skills and dare not retreat.It has to be said that it was Jiumozhi, who was desperate to survive, tipped his toes, and was about to fall behind Yang Gui with a somersault in the air.

Unexpectedly, he was in mid-air, he felt a strong wind blowing, Murong Fu was already waiting on the beam.Seeing him jumping up, he immediately pounced on him condescendingly.

Murong Fu is an encyclopedia of martial arts. For a while, Luoyan Fist, Chain Sword, Flying Swallow Finger, Open-Arm Liuhe Palm, Lingbao Palm, Flying Kick, hit Jiumozhi like a violent storm.In an instant, Jiumozhi suffered seventeen or eight sets of combo attacks from different martial arts.

Before Jiumozhi could protect his head and face, Yang Gui's attack from below also came, and he raised his hand to bombard in a few waves.

It has to be said that it is King Dalun Ming, there are few in this world who can draw with him, he held his breath for a while, resisted Murong Fu's several attacks, his whole body seemed to grow eight arms, he kept sending out palms to fight against the two of them.

What is the Thousand-hand Tathagata Palm and which is the Great Vajra Palm, what is the Sumeru Mountain Palm, the Great Wei Tuo Pestle, the Wood-burning Saber Technique, the Great Vajra Fist, the Shanyongmeng Fist, and the Kasaya Demon Subduing Kung Fu?

"Tut tsk tsk," Yang Gui said while tsk tsk in praise: "If you say that he is a Tubo national teacher, he has a job in his hand. Xiao Fu, look at what tricks he is playing, and look at your full of quack tricks. Is it good?"

Murong Fu was ashamed.But under the torment of Yang Gui this month, he was finally forced to increase his trash talk resistance, and it was no longer so easy to break the defense.With concentration and calmness, he used his family tradition "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi" with both hands to collect Jiumozhi's air-split palm force that escaped in mid-air, cooperate with one place, and hit Jiumozhi head-on.

"what!"

With a roar, Jiumozhi exhausted all his internal strength, pushing the power of the "Flame Saber" that he had refined for decades to the limit, and slashed out with one blow.

The invisible saber energy cut off Murong Fu's air mass, and went straight towards Murong Fu without exhaustion.

Murong Fu hurriedly turned around to avoid, the scorching saber air flew past his ears, cut off a few hairs, and then with a "click", broke the roof and flew into the air.

"Turtle School Qigong!"

Jiumozhi solved Murong Fu's dangerous situation above, but there was another Yang Gui below, with his hands together, a shock wave came from Jiumozhi's back door.Thanks to Yang Gui's Shanzhai's Kamepai Qigong, if the Moguan light kills the cannon, Jiumozhi would be a bunch of barbecue chickens today.

"puff!"

Jiumozhi was hit by the shock wave, his body was thrown away from Lao Gao, and flew out along the roof that his flame knife cut just now, a big mouthful of blood was sprayed out in the air, and he fell into the water, unconscious.

It was Yang Gui who scooped it up for him with a blue silver twine.

"See, you have to use tactics when you fight." Yang Gui taught Murong Fu triumphantly.

The corners of Murong Fu's eyes twitched, what do you call tactics?You are called smelly and shameless, okay!

Yang Gui estimates that his strength at this time is already on par with Xiao Feng and his son, Murong Bo, and Xiaoyao, and even higher than Jiumozhi who has not learned Little Wuxiang Kungfu, even so, it will not be easy to defeat him.It's a pity that he doesn't talk about martial arts, and together with Murong Fu, they besieged and attacked, and beat the master unconscious without much effort.

"Hey, that's right, don't fight alone when you can besiege, don't fight empty-handed if you can use weapons, don't fight fairly when you can sneak attack and poison, it's best to kill him with a dump truck one day in advance, this is the fight for world supremacy!"

Satisfied, Yang Gui began to teach Murong Fu how to corrupt martial virtues. Murong Fu is not a good old man like Zhang Wuji. Listening to Yang Gui's words, he corrupted morality for ten years.Unbeknownst to everyone, from this moment on, Murong Fu's fighting power has skyrocketed.

Yang Gui looked at Jiumozhi and suddenly remembered something, just now he said that Jiumozhi hasn't come yet?

At this moment, a distraught female voice interrupted Yang Gui and Murong Fu's post-war summary.

"Yuyan, Yan'er, come out for me!"

(End of this chapter)