Suzhou, Guiyan Tower.

In the lobby, Qiao Feng and Murong Fu sat opposite each other, chatting happily.

On the table was a large plate of cooked beef, a large bowl of soup, a large bowl of peanuts, and two jars of wine

As for the leftovers in the apricot forest, the hundreds of disciples of the beggar just packed up, and those horses, weapons, armor, silver, cheats, etc., were all real rarities for them.

In a short time, the huge apricot grove was cleaned up, and there was no doubt about the professional ability.

Qiao Feng picked up the big bowl and saluted Murong Fu: "Brother Murong, thank you for leaving this time." Otherwise, after this battle, our beggar gang will fall apart, not to mention, I am afraid that we will still fall for the poisonous plan of the Western Xia and wipe out the whole army. ”

Murong Fu picked up the wine bowl, took a sip slightly, and said lightly: "Gang Master Qiao doesn't have to mind, at that critical moment, it was very dangerous, and I was just trying to protect myself." ”

Qiao Feng was stunned for a moment, was silent for a moment, silently picked up the bowl, and raised his neck to drink dry.

After drinking, he exclaimed, "Ah! Eating wine and meat, this is the pleasure. ”

Murong Fu shook his head and fed a peanut to Le Ye.

"Gang Master Qiao, this matter is over, what are the arrangements next?" Murong Fu said curiously.

Today, he has seen the complexity of human nature, that Xuan Ci and others killed the whole family, raised other people's children, taught peerless martial arts, and even let them be in a high position, what kind of mentality is this?

I can't read at all, and I can't figure out what these people think.

Qiao Feng sighed: "Master Wang is as kind to me as a mountain, although he left that letter before he died, it was also a precaution, and he did not mean to harm me."

For the beggars to pass on smoothly, I can't just walk away.

When I go to Shaolin to solve the mystery of my life experience, I will choose a substitute leader in the gang and act as an agent for the affairs of the gang first. I chose an outstanding disciple from the gang to teach me the unique skills of the beggar gang: the dog stick method and the eighteen palms of dragon descending, and taught the relevant tricks.

After this is done, I can also let go of everything, take a look at this Central Plains land, and take a turn. Maybe go back to Yanmen Pass, and take a walk in Daliao. ”

Such a high-spirited man, when he talked about this, his tone gradually lowered.

Obviously, this change is tantamount to an earth-shattering blow to him. The faith he insisted on growing up from childhood turned out to be a joke in the eyes of others.

Murong Fu nodded and continued to feed peanuts to Le Ye. With Qiao Feng's ability, what to do and what to do has its own reasons, and he doesn't have to be an outsider.

After drinking three full bowls of wine in a row, Qiao Feng's mood gradually eased, and he said curiously: "Murong Gongzi, your martial arts are simply unpredictable, how do you practice?" ”

Murong Fu pondered for a while and said, "It's nothing more than practicing three times in winter and three times in summer, just persisting." Of course, talent, martial arts, and a little bit of luck most importantly, are all indispensable. ”

After speaking, Murong Fu looked at the little yellow cat with some resentment.

Why does he have to practice hard, while Ah Bi cooks every day, presses massages, and his strength improves by leaps and bounds?

Don't you know who loves you the most and respects you the most?

"Meow!"

You know, the reason why a man is so good is because he works hard, is motivated, struggles and struggles, and also works hard for his career and has enough money to support his family!

If you have everything by doing nothing, then what use are you?

Murong Fu fell into deep thought.

He understands the reason, but why doesn't Abi have to work hard?

"Meow~"

Because she is good-looking, she will also serve cats!

Murong Fu:

Qiao Feng looked strange from the side, a person and a cat could still talk and interact. It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that this Southern Sword Immortal loves cats like life, which is really true.

If someone accidentally stewed this kitten, with this Murong Fu's force, wouldn't there be a bloody storm and even chaos in the world?

With two peanuts, Qiao Feng drank three bowls of wine again, and said loudly: "Brother Murong, you are very interesting, I have never met in my life, you and I are like old friends at first sight, how about we become Jinlan brothers?" ”

Murong Fu said lightly: "Then there is no need, if you go to Shaolin, there will be twists and turns about your life experience." I'm afraid that one day when we will meet each other in the future, how will you and my brother deal with themselves? ”

Qiao Feng was surprised: "What does Brother Murong mean by this?" Qiao is not an ungrateful person either. Besides, with the difference between you and my martial arts, unless Brother Murong has done something unreasonable, how can I face you with swords? ”

Murong Fu didn't bother to say more, and turned his head to look out the window.

On the streets, people come and go, laughing and laughing. It seems that the deaths and injuries of the Jianghu people last night had no effect on these ordinary people.

With his understanding of his father Murong Bo, coupled with the suspicion of his sudden death, he suspected that in addition to taking the lead, his father may have played an important role in it.

Otherwise, if the enemy kills him, why doesn't the enemy come to Murong's house and kill him cleanly?

Without getting any response, Qiao Feng suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, could there really be such a day?

Thinking about the difference in strength between himself and this Murong Fu, Qiao Feng was a little depressed in his heart.

Can this be beaten? God, isn't this embarrassing!

"Gollum, Gollum~" Thinking of this sad thing, Qiao Feng made three more bowls of wine.

Bitter wine hurts in the throat and heart.

"Gang Master Qiao, if you go to Shaolin to find out your life experience, there may be some twists and turns. The soldiers are very fast, I have a team of eagle guards under my command, you can take someone to ride the eagle over, and you can get there in one day. Murong Fu said suddenly.

Qiao Feng was stunned: "Murong Gongzi, do you mean that there are other strange things about this matter?" ”

Murong Fu kept silent, it stands to reason that Xuan Ci and the others should not be so stupid, let Qiao Feng have such a miraculous skill in the year he was established, there must be other people among them.

Could it be that Qiao Feng's father is not dead? Is it possible that his father is not dead?

Murong Fu suddenly looked forward to it, and when he was about to go back, he dug his father's grave.

Whether it's true or not, you can see it at a glance.

If my father was still alive and saw that he had laid such a big business, he would be happy to be able to hold his grandson right away, right?

After thinking for a moment, Qiao Feng clenched his fists: "Then thank you Murong Gongzi, I also suddenly felt frightened when you said this, and if you think about it carefully, there are some things I have encountered over the years that are also unreasonable."

In addition, my adoptive father and Master Xuanku are also in Shaolin, so I am afraid it is quite risky. ”

Murong Fu nodded and clenched his fists: "The situation is urgent, it's better for Gang Master Qiao to leave quickly." ”

Qiao Feng hurriedly got up.

"Murong Gongzi, Qiao owes you a great favor, if the Murong family summons me in the future, no matter where I am at the end of the world, only when I receive the news, I will definitely sacrifice my life to repay you!"

After speaking, Qiao Feng picked up the wine jar and drank it with a grunt.

"Farewell!"

Wait for Qiao Feng to walk to the door.

"Gang Master Joe, please come to me if you need to use Eagle Guard!" A crisp and pleasant voice sounded in his ears.

When I turned my head, it was a woman wearing a light silk shirt, two decades, with a naughty spirit on her face, a goose egg face, and smart eyes.

"You are?" Qiao Feng was curious.

"My name is Ah Zhu, and I am in charge of the external intelligence of the Murong family. Azhu laughed.

The more information he came into contact with, the more Azhu admired Qiao Feng for being a hero like Qiao Feng who stood up to the sky, so Azhu was not reluctant to go on this long trip.

Smelling the faint fragrance of this girl's body, Qiao Feng's heart warmed, and he really hoped that he would not have a day of repetition with Murong Gongzi in the future.

……

In the restaurant, quietly watching Qiao Feng go away, Murong Fu picked up the teacup and savored it, taking a sip, bitter and sweet, it seemed that he could feel the mystery of heaven and earth, the changes of the four seasons.

As for wine, he doesn't like to drink it.

Ordinary people love to drink because after drinking, they are drunk and cloudy, and they are fluttering, which is a kind of enjoyment. But when he reaches his current realm, he will find that all enjoyment is aimed at the soul.

For example, on the night of the candles in the cave room that day, after his first experience, he found that when his desire was high, his body and soul were trembling, which was extremely refreshing.

But after a few times, the heart stopped.

After settling his mind, he noticed that it was the action of tiny substances in the body. Curious in his heart, he took the initiative to control his body to synthesize that substance, and used it to touch his mind, and the infinite pleasure and stimulation directly made him sink.

Wang Yuyan, who was digging a well, noticed that something was wrong and hurriedly called Abi over.

Fortunately, Abi was already enlightened by martial arts at that time, and he fainted with one palm, and then called Le Ye to solve the problem.

"Meow~"

Since then, he has simply banned the synthesis of these substances, rewarding himself with some when he needs occasionally, so the whole person looks indifferent.

Because he has lost a lot of worldly desires.

"Ton~" A cup of tea suddenly smashed on the table.

Murong Fu, who was waiting for the little yellow cat to eat, raised his head and smiled indifferently: "Sure enough, I guessed right, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Murong Bo picked up the tea bowl and drank it all in one gulp: "Since you have guessed it, why did you let Qiao Feng leave?" This son has outstanding martial arts, and if he is not under me, he will definitely become a big trouble for my Murong family in the future. ”

Murong Fu smiled: "I like it." ”

Murong Bo felt that he was hallucinating: "What did you just say?" ”

"I said, I like it!" Murong Fu continued.

"You!" Murong Bo raised his hand, ready to beat and scold his son as he did when he was a child. Suddenly, he remembered the scene in the apricot grove and tried to hold back his anger.

Or is the father-son friendship important!

"Fu'er, I haven't seen you for many years, and you've become really big." Murong Bo sighed.

Murong Fu smiled: "Dad, I haven't seen you for many years, and you haven't changed at all." In the rivers and lakes, you should know about the Murong family, the big thing has been accomplished, you would rather be adrift than let the child be alone, why? ”

Murong Bo was silent for a moment and said, "The king, you have always been alone, you have done a good job, far beyond my expectations.

And my return will only plunge the originally peaceful and prosperous Murong family into a whirlpool again.

And, if it's going to be done, why not do it the best?

With your strength and ability, plus my help, why do we Dayan have to live in a corner? Why not be the real master of this vast territory in the world? ”

Murong Fu shook his head: "Dad, even if you become the master of heaven and earth, then what?" Shall she live in a house of gold, marry her a thousand wives, and have ten thousand children?

And then a certain generation of descendants is not filial, and then let the descendants be like you, and continue to live in revenge for the rest of their lives?

Interesting? ”

Murong Bo was stunned for a moment, a little dazed, and after a while, he picked up the wine jar and took a sip of it, and then looked out the window.

"Interesting? It's really not interesting.

But if you don't do anything, travel all day long, eat, drink, prostitute and gamble, tick the fence and listen to music, is that kind of life interesting? ”

When the little yellow cat heard this, she raised her head, her blue eyes flashed, and she nodded quickly.

Ah, yes, yes, that's interesting!

Murong Fu:

After thinking about it for a long time, Murong Bo still looked at his son blankly: "Fu'er, I thought about it, and suddenly I didn't understand what the meaning of my life was?" Moreover, I have spent my whole life for the great cause of the Murong family, and I have given up everything, including you, including your mother.

In the end, my son did almost everything with little effort. ”

The little yellow cat was very surprised, this lie won, what else to complain about?

Murong Fu understood, and sighed: "Yes, compared to the long river of time, the world is thousands of miles. Man, it's too small and short. Sometimes, when you think about it, everything that people are pursuing is actually like that floating cloud, fleeting.

But, Dad, there is no point in living a person. But to live is to find interesting things, just like I found Leye, just like I found you.

Moreover, your grandchildren are about to be born, isn't it also a beautiful thing to tease your grandchildren and take care of them in their old age? ”

Murong Bo fell into deep thought, and then was a little puzzled: "Fu'er, I understand the truth, but why is this cat older than my generation?" ”

Murong Fu:

Miaole:.

When you get home and look at the family tree, there will be even bigger surprises.

Shaolin, at the foot of Shaolin Mountain, a large area of arable farmland.

As the world's martial arts authentic and Buddhist masters, Shaolin Temple naturally does not have to pay taxes. In this way, it didn't take long for Shaolin to control more and more land.

The more land there is, the more tenants will naturally need it. Moreover, Shaolin is merciful, only collecting 30% of the tax from the tenants, compared with those gentry, the official family collects more than 50% of the total tax, which can be said to be a real monk.

This person is afraid of comparison, so it is naturally not easy to become a tenant of Shaolin

Qiao Feng led his subordinates to sit on top of a team of eagles, and traveled thousands of miles to his hometown in half a day.

This is the place where he lived when he was a teenager, and everywhere is the scenery, all of which are old acquaintances.

Since becoming the leader of the beggar gang, the beggar gang is the largest gang in the rivers and lakes, and the Shaolin faction is the largest faction in the martial arts.

And the leader of the beggar gang came to Shaolin, and all kinds of ceremonial pomp and circumstance were very alarming. It was because he never came back, but only sent people every year to offer food and clothing to his parents and teachers, and to say hello.

The former residence is next to a hillside in the sun of Mt. Shomuro.

Qiao Feng quickly turned the hillside, and saw a straw hat and a teapot under the big jujube tree next to the vegetable garden, and the teapot handle was broken.

Qiao Feng recognized it as his father Qiao Sanhuai's thing, and suddenly felt a burst of warmth in his chest: "Daddy is diligent and thrifty, this broken teapot has been used for decades, and he is still reluctant to throw it away." ”

When I saw the big jujube tree, I remembered that whenever the jujube was ripe in my childhood, my father always held his little hand and hit the jujube together. The red-ripe dates are full and cracked, sweet and juicy, and I have never tasted such delicious dates since I left my hometown.

Qiao Feng thought to himself, even if they are not my biological parents, but for my nurturing grace, it will always be difficult to repay for life. No matter what the truth about my origins, I must not change my name.

When he walked to the three earthen houses, he saw a bamboo mat outside the house covered with dried vegetables, and a hen leading a flock of chickens pecking in the grass.

Qiao Feng couldn't help but smile, tonight her mother will kill chickens and cook to entertain her son, whom she hasn't seen for a long time.

He cried out, "Daddy! Mother! The child is back. ”

A woman rushed out of the door, and when she saw Qiao Feng, she was first dazed, then excited, rushed to her son in three or two steps, carefully stroked the child's rough cheeks, and her eyes were full of tears.

"Kid, kid, you're finally back!"

After a while, the old woman wiped her tears and scolded into the house: "Dead old man, don't get out yet, my sons are back, and I'm still busy with your broken hoe!" ”

The old man Qiao Sanhuai hurriedly came out, the hoe in his hand had not been put down, and when he arrived at the door, he paused, looked Qiao Feng up and down carefully, nodded, and said reservedly: "Are you back?" It's back, okay! ”

Qiao Feng stepped forward and hugged Qiao Sanhuai: "Dad!" ”

"Hey!"

……

(End of chapter)