Before Xiao Feng noticed that his position had changed, Murong Fu got to the point again. "Straight to the point, where did you just go?"

"Said that you came to Shaolin after the New Year." Xiao Feng replied.

Speaking of this, an uncontrollable anger immediately surged between Murong Fu's eyebrows, and he gritted his teeth and said hatefully, "Xuanci...... It's not a pity to die! Rabbits don't eat the grass next to the nest, and Shaolin Temple is not even as good as animals! ”

Xiao Feng grew up in Shaomu Mountain since he was a child, and although he was poor in his memory, he has always been peaceful. Seeing that Murong Fu was angry, he was busy holding the other party's wrist and ready to help him regulate his internal breathing, and asked, "Murong, what did you find?" ”

I saw Murong Fu grit a mouthful of silver teeth and "creak", and said slowly for a long time: "Shaolin's methods, you don't understand, big brother." Shaolin is the leader of Buddhism in the north, and the sesame oil money has always been abundant, not to mention 5,000 monks, even 10,000 monks, they can also feed! Big brother, do you know why Shaolin monks still have to leave the temple from time to time? ”

"Isn't it to preach the Dharma?" Xiao Feng said strangely.

Murong Fu's face showed a strange smile that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and he said softly: "Yes...... Preach the Dharma! Those monks who ate other people's offerings naturally wanted to preach the scriptures and teach people to be good for his whole family. If that's all there is to it, that's it. The eldest brother knows that the most important task of these monks is not to preach the scriptures and teach people to be good, but to teach people how to cultivate diligently in the next life? ”

"Afterlife?" The so-called afterlife is ethereal after all, Xiao Feng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly raised his eyebrows, and said sharply. "How?"

As soon as Murong Fu saw his expression, he knew that he had noticed the conspiracy, and his eyebrows were crooked. "Naturally, it is the Bodhisattva who will dedicate his family property to the Bodhisattva, the most sincere!"

"Bastard!" Xiao Feng slapped his palm on the table again. Pity the wooden table was smashed into a big hole, and now by Xiao Feng's palm, one side of the table leg immediately sank into the ground.

"Shaolin belongs to Henan Mansion, these Shaolin monks go around to spread the Dharma, Kaifeng, Shandong, Hebei where to go? There are more than 5,000 monks in the temple? Not much! Murong Fu said sneeringly. Therefore, there must also be Shaolin lay disciples. If the people are ignorant and unwilling to give up their possessions to worship the Bodhisattva, it will be the turn of the lay disciples to come forward to lure the good family to drink, have fun, and be chivalrous. As a result, either a lot of gambling debts were detained in the casino, or a life lawsuit was caused by the fighting spirit. Shaolin colluded with local officials again, ate the plaintiff and the defendant, and never stopped until both families were awarded Bliss! ”

Xiao Feng only listened to the cold sweat on his hands, but Murong Fu said in a deep voice: "And! Shaolin has collected countless sesame oil money over the years, and they do not pay taxes, so if this money is stored in the zài cellar, it will be useless. It's better to take it out and make some small deals, such as ...... Usury. Shaolin martial arts are famous all over the world, and they owe the Shaolin Temple money, who dares to run? Who can run? ”

Xiao Feng thought of the case file of the whole family hanging at the martial arts conference, and he was gloomy for a while, and said for a long time: "Wang Jinggong's green seedling method ......"

"It's a good law." Murong Fu also sighed, "It's a pity that the Shaolin monks are a bunch of fat ducks, and they don't dare to go too far with Buddhism as an excuse." And the officialdom is a group of thin ducks, pulling the court as a tiger skin, all of them are crazy! Damn it! ”

Xiao Feng saw that Murong Fu was murderous, but he was worried. "Murong, there are as many injustices in the world as the sand of the Ganges River......"

"But if I have one flat, I will have one less, isn't that the truth?" Murong Fu raised his eyebrows and said.

Xiao Feng laughed loudly and said continuously: "Not bad! Not bad! That's exactly what it is! ”

"After I collected the evidence of Shaolin's crimes, I went to Shaolin on March 15. It is called the Buddha, but in fact, it is to view the layout of Shaolin, which is convenient for the use of soldiers. is also thanks to Xuan Ci's single-minded desire for death, if he has the heart to resist the law with force...... Then on the day of the martial arts conference, it is the time when the Shaolin Temple is in ashes! Murong Fusen said. The Shaolin monks are all cunning, but only the master is indeed profound. That night, I asked to study Buddhism with Master Xuanku, in the hope of convincing him to take over as the abbot of Shaolin after Xuanci. ”

Xiao Feng knew that he had finally said that it was a critical moment, so he immediately swallowed his saliva and asked in a difficult tone, "What happened later?" ”

Murong Fu tilted his head sideways, and said slowly with a thoughtful expression: "That night, I saw Ma Juan after fasting and went to the meditation room of Zen Master Xuanku. As soon as I entered the door, I saw a gray-clothed monk who looked very similar to you pounced in from the window and slapped the Xuanku Zen Master on the chest! ”

Even though he knew that his own father had killed Xuan Ku, Xiao Feng couldn't help but let out an "ah" when he heard what happened at that time, and his face showed grief.

As soon as he got his hand, he turned around and ran. I knew that the Zen Master Xuanku's injuries would not be able to die for a while, but he would never survive, so he chased him out immediately, and he must catch the real murderer. Murong Fu said softly.

Xiao Feng looked at Murong Fu's clear eyes, and said with emotion for a long time: "Master Xuanku was not killed on the spot, so he had the opportunity to tell the real murderer. My father's appearance is ninety percent familiar with me, and maybe Master Xuanku will mistake me for me...... Murong, you are ...... for me"

Murong Fu smiled slightly, not taking credit. "It's just that I didn't expect that Master Xuanku's concentration was profound after all, and he never said the real murderer, but instead taught a little novice in Shaolin to see your father."

"Qingsong and I once had a relationship, and it's not surprising that he would admit his mistakes." Xiao Feng thought of the yin and yang in this, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. This is about the so-called Skynet Restoration, negligent but not leaky! "Murong, what happened later?"

"I chased down Shaomuro Mountain and fought your father many times, and finally confirmed that he was not you, and he did not deliberately disguise himself as you. It's just that at that time, I had already revealed the eighteen palms of the dragon, and it was impossible to pretend to mistake him for you. Murong Fu sighed. Therefore, I can only pretend to be mistaken for your real father and coax him to follow me to meet you. ”

Xiao Feng let out another "ah", and immediately understood what Murong Fu meant. The Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending Dragon is a martial art that can only be learned by the leader of the beggar gang, and since Murong Fu can make it, he is naturally very close to the leader of the beggar gang, and he will definitely not recognize the wrong person. Just thinking of Murong Fu's ability to take a hundred steps since he met Murong Fu, a strange thought suddenly flashed in Xiao Feng's heart for some reason: If Murong still pretended to mistake my father for me at that time, my father probably wouldn't have noticed the problem?

"You must know the rest of the story." Speaking of this, Murong Fu couldn't help but sneer. "I am a fourth-grade official, and I am naturally protected by officers and soldiers when I travel. I led him into the encirclement and wounded him with fire / gunshot. It's just that I didn't expect it, but in the end, I still let him run. After a while, he couldn't help but add a sentence. If he hadn't been allowed to run away at that time, he wouldn't be where he is today! ”

Xiao Feng understood the meaning of Murong Fu's words, but he pondered for a while and finally said: "Murong, I am a Khitan after all, and my biological mother also died at the hands of the Han people......"

"Big brother, listen to me. Most of the real murderers who besieged and killed your whole family back then have died at the hands of your father, and now Xuan Ci is also going to die, leaving only Master Zhiguang of Tiantai Mountain and Zhao Qiansun. Zhao Qiansun has been a wasted person all his life, but Master Zhiguang has cured hundreds of people in Zhejiang, Fujian and Guangzhou, it is really compassionate, you must not take his life! Speaking of this, Murong Fu couldn't help but look worried. Otherwise...... Otherwise...... I'm just afraid, I can't protect you......"

"Grievances should be resolved, not settled. Second brother, I understand. Xiao Feng's heart was hot, and he immediately patted Murong Fu's shoulder to appease. Murong Fu was originally an official of the imperial court, but he tried his best not to lie in public to cover up the real cause of Master Xuanku's death for him. Murong repented of his affection, how could Xiao Feng not know? "I can't blame you for my father's business...... It's a pity that my mentor Xuanku Zen Master ......"

Before Xiao Feng finished speaking, an angry roar came from outside the farmhouse.

"Dog officer! Death is dying, and it's still talking! Before the words stopped, Xiao Feng saw his biological father swooping towards Murong Fu like a Dapeng bird. The Shaolin Panruo, who had been cultivating for thirty years, was like a mountain and a sea, and attacked Murong Fu's vest.

Suddenly, Xiao Feng instinctively grabbed Murong Fu behind him without even thinking about it, and at the same time struck out with his left palm and slapped Xiao Yuanshan fiercely.

Hearing a loud bang, the palm power of the Xiao father and son overflowed, like several turbulent currents colliding in all directions, and half of the dilapidated farmhouse collapsed in an instant.

"Daddy!" Xiao Feng shouted, "Daddy is angry!" ”

Xiao Yuanshan turned a deaf ear, and slapped another palm towards Murong Fu behind Xiao Feng. "You're still helping him!"

Xiao Feng didn't dare to block it anymore, and hurriedly jumped out of the farmhouse with Murong Fu in his arms, shouting: "Daddy, there is no escape in the world!" Don't push the kids anymore! ”

Xiao Yuanshan jumped out of the farmhouse, and when he heard Xiao Feng's words, he immediately tilted his mouth and nose, and only hissed: "You help outsiders beat your own father, the sky is thundering!" That's the reason! ”

Xiao Feng shook his head and said with a straight face: "Murong and the child swear to live and die together, and the child must not watch you kill him!" ”

Xiao Yuanshan laughed for a long time, and said hatefully for a long time: "So, you can watch your good brother kill your biological father!" ”

"Daddy misunderstood, Murong didn't want to kill Daddy, but to bring you to justice. Murong is an official of the imperial court, and his father committed murder, and it is his duty to bring you to justice, and there is nothing wrong with him. Xiao Feng hurriedly explained, "Now...... Now that Master Xuanku's death is no longer regarded as a life lawsuit, Murong naturally will no longer order people to be taken. ”

Xiao Yuanshan cared about where the murder case was Xuanku, and immediately roared: "I think you were fascinated by him!" Do you know that if someone hadn't rescued him that night, you would have died a long time ago? You still treat him as a brother?! ”

Before Xiao Yuanshan's words fell, Murong Fu, who had been protected by Xiao Feng, suddenly choked and spurted blood.

"Murong!" Xiao Feng was startled for a moment, and hurriedly reached out to grab his wrist and probe his pulse. "Your Heart's ......"

Murong Fu shook his head slightly, clutched his chest and said slowly: "Old Mr. Xiao, you and I both lost that night. Although you have broken an arm, the younger generation is also hanging by a thread, and you still can't use force. Now for Ling Lang's sake, I have helped you cover up the death of Xuan Ku. If you don't give up, are you going too far? ”

Xiao Feng didn't speak again this time, but the look of hope in his eyes taught Xiao Yuanshan to know at a glance that this biological son also hoped that he could settle the matter and give up.

Xiao Yuanshan only felt that the anger in his heart rushed to Lingxiao, his eyes were red as blood, and he immediately roared: "Dog officer! Today is your day of death! A palm swept towards Murong Fu.

Murong Fu couldn't use force, so naturally Xiao Feng took over the palm. Although Xiao Yuanshan said that he had a broken arm, the thirty years of penance were not in vain. Xiao Feng didn't dare to be ruthless to his biological father, and he was only a wolf for a while. Xiao Feng knew that Xiao Yuanshan was angry now, and he couldn't convince him, so he couldn't help but shout: "Murong! Murong, you go! Let's go! ”

Unexpectedly, Murong Fu was also stubborn at this fateful time, and said, "I won't leave!" Big brother, your father has a rebellious temperament, and he will never listen to people's persuasion! If he can't kill me today, he'll come and kill you!" You'd better let him kill me!" ”

As soon as Murong Fu said this, Xiao Feng hadn't said anything, and Xiao Yuanshan was already so angry that he shouted. "You dog official, you're so vicious! At this time, you will not be allowed to provoke our father and son! Feng'er, get out of the way! ”

Xiao Feng had already blocked another palm at this moment, Xiao Yuanshan's hand was not serious, he only felt that his qi and blood were surging and he was bored and wanted to die. couldn't bear it anymore, he immediately scolded angrily: "Daddy! That's enough! ”

Since Xiao Yuanshan and Xiao Feng recognized each other, Xiao Feng has always treated him respectfully and filially, but at this time, seeing Xiao Feng scolding him for Murong Comeback, Xiao Yuanshan was so angry that he didn't know how to react, but was stunned.

I saw Xiao Feng pressing the corner of his forehead with a headache, and said slowly: "One of you is my father and the other is my righteous brother, which is very important in my heart." This matter was originally a misunderstanding, everyone took a step back and opened the sky, isn't it? ”

As soon as Xiao Feng's words came out, Murong Fu only felt his heart bloom, and secretly said in his heart: Clear the customs! How can the nature of father and son be reversed by man? Especially now that Xiao Yuanshan is old and lonely and has a broken arm, Xiao Feng's heart will only favor him more. Now, Murong Fu has finally won the first game with his long-term love affair with Xiao Feng, and it is the most difficult game. As for the future, as the so-called future is long, which is more important between Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Fu in Xiao Feng's heart, and whose words are more effective...... It is not yet known who will kill the deer!

"Good!" Thinking of this, Murong Fu immediately responded, lifted his robe and knelt down on the spot, and said aloud to Xiao Yuanshan: "Uncle Xiao, it's always mine to cause you to break an arm." Please look at Ling Lang's face, forgive the juniors this time, don't worry about me again. ”

Murong Fu was so able to bend and stretch, and Xiao Yuanshan's heart immediately became clear. I saw that he was silent for a long time, and suddenly said faintly: "Murong Fu, since you attach so much importance to my son, you should never kill me!" Why...... Also, where did the black-clothed monk come from that night? Why would you cover up for him? ”

Murong Fu looked at Xiao Yuanshan with blazing eyes, and said word by word: "Uncle Xiao, the junior wants to bring you to justice, but he never thought of killing you." As for the black-clothed monk and the white-clothed monk, the younger generation even doesn't know! ”

With just these two sentences, Xiao Yuanshan changed color on the spot, and slapped Murong Fu's heart with another palm. "I can't keep you because of my treacherous thoughts!"

Xiao Yuanshan suddenly attacked, Xiao Feng was taken aback, and immediately pushed Murong Fu away with a palm, and shouted in a lost voice: "Daddy! ”

Xiao Yuanshan was also heartbroken, and cried out in a wail: "Feng'er, this person is full of lies, and he will hurt you sooner or later!" ”

Shame on the face! Murong Fu was injured by Xiao Yuanshan's palm wind, and his face turned blue. However, Xiao Yuanshan was so entangled that he was already furious in his heart, so he staggered to his feet, picked up the long sword that fell not far away at some point, and said: "Xiao Yuanshan, you have a narrow heart, and you can't let go of the hatred of your broken arm." You don't have to embarrass your son, I'll give it back to you! ”

"Murong, no!" Where would Xiao Feng sit back and watch Murong Fu's broken arm, and hurriedly stepped forward and snatched the long sword. "Daddy, if you want to pay me back, I'll pay it back!" With that, he immediately raised his sword and slashed at his right shoulder.

"Big brother!" Murong Fu was about to be scattered, and hurriedly grabbed the blade of the sword. Rao is shot quickly, but at this time, Xiao Feng was also injured by that sword qi, and his right shoulder was not only bloody, but also faintly exposed Bai Sensen's shoulder blades.

Xiao Feng was unconscious, and only looked at Murong Fu's bleeding right hand in horror and shouted in pain: "Murong, let go!" Let it go! ”

But seeing Murong Fu let go of his five fingers in a trance, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Xiao Feng with a strange gaze. It turned out that Murong Fu kept saying that he wanted to return Xiao Yuanshan's arm, but in fact, he never had this idea. It's just pretending, which makes Xiao Feng more and more annoyed, and it is best to have a complete falling out with Xiao Yuanshan to say that he has his heart. Xiao Feng wanted to cut off his arm on his behalf and return it to Xiao Yuanshan, which was far from what Murong Fu expected.

Xiao Feng hurriedly ordered Murong Fu's acupoint and tore off the corner of his robe to bandage him, but when he saw that his right hand sword was seriously injured, he still couldn't help but be worried. "Murong, you have a heavy official job, and now you have injured your right hand, this is ...... How good is that? ”

Seeing that Xiao Feng was ignoring his injuries, especially grabbing his right wrist with the appearance of six gods without a master, Murong Fu's heart was upset, and an uncontrollable anger floated again. He quickly withdrew his right palm from Xiao Feng's palm, and with a crisp "snap" sound, it left a bloody palm print on Xiao Feng's cheek.

Xiao Feng had never been slapped by anyone since he was a child, and when he was suddenly beaten at this time, he was stunned for a moment, and muttered for a while: "Murong, what are you doing?" ”

Murong Fu only felt a sudden throbbing pain in his temples on both sides, and the nameless anger in his heart became more and more intense, like a prairie fire. "What the are you going to change the script for?" He could no longer maintain his usual demeanor and decency, and scolded loudly. "Dugu has not been born yet, you are so anxious to learn from Yang Guo?!"

Xiao Feng naturally couldn't understand such an unfathomable scolding, seeing that Murong Fu's face was pale and trembling, he didn't know why, so he just said with a confused face: "Murong, what's wrong with you?" ”

"You...... You ......" Murong Fu couldn't help but be even more annoyed when he saw that Xiao Feng still had an innocent face, but he couldn't help but be even more annoyed when he looked at the other party for a long time. "You scared me to death, did you know?"

Xiao Feng looked at Murong Fu's frightened and aggrieved appearance, and a thousand words came to his heart in an instant, and he didn't know where to start for a while.

At this moment, Xiao Yuanshan, whose face was dark, stepped forward at some point and fell fiercely on the top of Murong Fu's head.