Shaolin Temple, Tibetan Scripture Pavilion!

The autumn wind is bleak, the grass and trees are withered and yellow, and a dead leaf has fallen on the ground outside the scripture pavilion.

A thin monk in a green robe is sweeping the floor with a broom in his hand. The monk was quite old, and his sparse beard was already white. At this time, two monks of the Hui generation slowly walked in the distance, talking while walking, and the sweeping monk looked at it as if he had not seen it, but even if he did not have to deliberate, the undisguised words also floated into his ears.

Hui Jing, Hui Kong was allowed to come to the Scripture Pavilion to choose a stunt to practice, and he was very excited. The two chatted while walking, only to hear Huikong say: "I am ready to choose the dragon gripper, this martial art is very powerful, Xiao Feng relies on this martial art to walk the world." ”

Hui Kong sneered in his heart, that Xiao Feng was originally the leader of the beggar gang, and later after becoming a Khitan, he broke away from the beggar gang, but even so, his martial arts are admired by everyone. What people have been able to dominate the world is not the dragon gripper, but the eighteen palms of the dragon!

Although he thought so in his heart, he couldn't hurt the brother's friendship on his lips, and said at the moment: "Although the dragon grip is powerful, if Xiao Feng doesn't need to descend the dragon eighteen palms, relying on the dragon grip alone, he will definitely not be Nan Murong Murong Fu's opponent!" ”

He wanted to kill his junior brother's sharp spirit, but who knew that his junior brother Hui Jing's face immediately changed when he heard his words, and just when he thought that his junior brother was stingy, he only heard Hui Kong suddenly whisper alertly: "Shhh, be cautious!" ”

Huikong said loudly disapplauded: "What's the matter, did I say something wrong? Nan Murong's Dou Zhuan Star Shift is very powerful! ”

Hui Jing saw that her senior brother was still silent, and hurriedly said, "Don't you know yet!" That Murong family is a remnant of the previous dynasty, and it has been raided and destroyed by the imperial court! ”

Huikong has been practicing penance with Master all these days. Because he is lagging behind his junior and younger disciples in both Buddhism and martial arts, he can go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion today if he gets his wish. I don't know about the Murong family yet.

Just as Hui wanted to inquire carefully, a strong wind swept by. Just when he was surprised how windy it was, a gray figure suddenly flashed in front of him, it was the sweeping monk who was still sweeping the floor with his heart.

The sweeping monk who had never paid attention to it in the past had his eyes wide open at this moment, his clothes were flying, and the surging momentum of his body was so overwhelming that Huikong and Huijing were almost out of breath, and they were horrified in their hearts, they couldn't imagine that Shaolin would have such a master.

Huikong was older, although he was terrified. But the other party is still a Shaolin monk, and he won't hurt himself if he wants to, although he tries his best to keep it steady, but because of the amazing momentum, his voice trembles, and Huikong said with difficulty: "This master, I don't know what to order!" “

The sweeping monk also found himself too excited at the moment, and years of Buddhist cultivation still allowed him to calm down a little, and after putting away his momentum. He became an ordinary person again.

"The two little masters just talked about the affairs of the Murong family, I don't know if you can talk about it in detail, the little monk is very curious?" The sweeping monk said slowly, but his face twitched. Or tell people about the excitement in his heart at the moment.

Hui Jing saw that the sweeping monk had regained his momentum, and said with a sigh of relief: "Since the master wants to ask, the little monk must know everything. ”

I saw the sweeping monk waiting quietly. Hui Jing continued: "I went down the mountain a few days ago, and this matter has been spread all over the rivers and lakes. Here's how it happened. It is said that Jian Xian Chi Jiayi discovered a base of the Murong family outside Yanmen Pass, and after inquiring. Only then did I know that Murong Fu turned out to be a descendant of the royal family of the Great Yan Kingdom, and he had been accumulating strength in an attempt to restore the country. ”

"As soon as Chi Jia found out, he immediately informed the garrison of the Great Song Dynasty in Yanmen and assisted the garrison to exterminate the rebellious party, and Murong Fu also died under Chi Jia." Speaking of this, Hui Jing peeked at the sweeping monk, only to see that his eyes suddenly turned red, and his momentum skyrocketed again, and Hui Jing was suddenly shocked and did not dare to speak.

Finding that Hui Jing had stopped, the sweeping monk shouted coldly: "Go on!" “

Hui Jing only felt a thunderbolt ringing in her ears, her frightened body trembled, and she hurriedly said: "Then the imperial court sent troops to Yanziwu, swept away the Murong family, and wiped out the nine clans of the Murong family. Some officers and soldiers even dug up the ancestral grave of the Murong family, who knew that a big secret was discovered, that Murong Bo's tomb turned out to be an empty grave! ”

Hearing this, even Huikong on the side was shocked by this bizarre thing, but the sweeping monk was not shocked, as if it was taken for granted, Huikong couldn't help but be curious in his heart, but he still kept saying: "The imperial court sent an official document to catch the sea at the moment, who knows that it didn't take long for the official officials of Songshan County to discover Murong Bo!" ”

To continue, who knew that when the sweeping monk heard this, he actually shouted: "Nonsense! That Murong Bo is excellent in martial arts, how can ordinary people find him! ”

Huikong also felt that things were bizarre, and he didn't believe that ordinary officials could do such things.

Huikong suddenly said with a smile: "If Murong Bo is alive, let alone an ordinary servant, he is a first-class master today, and it is difficult to find him." But the Murong Bo who was found turned out to be a corpse! ”

"What!" Huikong exclaimed, "How is it possible, who can kill Murong Bo!" ”

The sweeping monk also looked at Hui Jing nervously, waiting for his answer.

Seeing the expectant appearance of the two, Hui Jing forgot the horror of the sweeping monk for a while, but was quite complacent, and said unhurriedly: "This thing is also a coincidence, a year ago, a woodcutter went to Songshan to collect firewood, who knew that he found a corpse!" The man immediately went to report to the police. “

"After the official arrived, he checked the scene and found that the grass and trees around the scene were damaged, obviously this was not an ordinary homicide, but a fight between people in the martial arts. For this kind of fighting, the government has always been indifferent, because it happened in Shaolin, so after collecting the corpse, it also reported to our temple, and the host also sent his uncle to check. Hui Jing said with a smile.

"Ahh I know. At this time, Huikong also remembered this public case a year ago, because he was there with his master at that time, so he continued: "At that time, my master checked the body and found that the person was about sixty years old, and he was a person with advanced skills. One arm was broken by the powerful King Kong palm, and the fatal wound was like the eighteen dragon-descending palms of the beggar gang! Because it was Xiao Feng and Chi Jiayi who had come to my Shaolin, and the master suspected that Xiao Feng did it. “

"Not bad." Hui Jing continued: "Since then, this body has been buried in a mass grave, and this time after this sea capture document, the official found that the portrait was somewhat similar to the corpse. “

The sweeping monk frowned and said, "Even if it is similar, it can't be sure that it is Murong Bo." “

Hui Jing nodded and said, "Indeed, but the official who took over at that time once found a jade pendant on that corpse, and concealed it because of greed. The jade is carved with a dragon pattern, and in the middle is the word Murong! “

"Yes, in this case, it must be Murong Bo's inadvertent!" Huikong continued.

After the two were immersed in this matter, the sweeping monk who understood everything calmed down at this time, but this was just the appearance, and what was contained under the calm was a storm.

The sweeping monk couldn't help but think of the boy who often circled around him more than forty years ago, and once upon a time, he almost forgot that good time. Later, he suffered a setback, discouraged, and entered the Shaolin Temple, thinking that he would never have a chance with the world, but who knew that he met the boy more than 20 years ago, but the boy was no longer young, but a middle-aged man.

Under his own attention, he learned Shaolin martial arts, but unfortunately under the law, there was a tendency to go mad, and he mentioned it again and again, but he finally embarked on the road of no return.

Thinking of that young man, the sweeping monk couldn't help but moisten the corners of his eyes, it was his own nephew, Murong Bo!

Unexpectedly, now it is eternally separated between heaven and man, and the last heir of the Murong family was also killed by thieves, and now the huge Murong family is left alone, standing alone!

The sweeping monk has been in Shaolin for more than 40 years, and he seems to have forgotten that he once had a name, Murong Fu!

I remember that when my father gave himself this name, he said: "Fu'er, the reason why I gave you this name is that I hope you can assist your eldest brother in completing the great cause of restoring the country!" “

But what about me now! I let my father down! The only thing that can be done now is to kill the enemies Xiao Feng and Chi Jiayi! Thinking of this, Murong Fu's gaze became more and more far-reaching! (To be continued......)