Luliangzhou Body Ring Temple.

Even if the horse is fast, the water and land are parallel, and it took seven or eight days to reach Dali.

Murong Fu secretly went to the guest house where Xuan Bei was staying.

The contents of the house had been scavenged, except for a few traces of the floor and walls.

After all, after a long time, all parties have checked it, and it is useless to keep it, and if Murong Fu comes a few days late, maybe even the traces on the wall have been erased.

I came here by the way, just for these traces of struggle, to see how strong the so-called world-class is.

At first sight, I felt extraordinary, the Great Wei Tuo pestle really deserved to be a Shaolin stunt, and it was indeed a first-class fierce martial art.

The two traces seemed to be just swept away by the aftermath, and they seemed to be cracked.

Even if it is a sneak attack, if he can kill Xuan Bei, Murong Bo's martial arts are not trivial, at least at this time, Murong Fu has 39 years of skill, and he still has the confidence to deal with it.

With a judgment on Murong Bo's martial arts, the purpose of coming to the Ring Temple by the way has been achieved.

did not stay, and flew to the capital of Dali.

After walking more than twenty miles, he was stopped by a man.

"Murong Gongzi has made a light achievement, admire and admire."

It was none other than Qiao Feng in front of him.

"It turned out to be Joe's gang leader." Murong Fu smiled and arched his hand, "Brother Qiao is also here to investigate the cause of Master Xuanbei's death, right?" ”

"Not bad." Qiao Feng walked up to Murong Fu, "Master Murong, I have been waiting in the Body Ring Temple for three days, and I just want to ask you one thing in person." ”

"Oh?"

Murong Fu found it incomprehensible, Xuan Bei's death had a great impact on martial arts, and it was only natural for Qiao Feng to come to investigate as a gang leader.

But he was in Xixia at the time, and he also met with Qiao Feng, so he should be able to prove that this matter has nothing to do with him, what else is there to ask.

"Brother Qiao, I have just arrived in Dali, and I don't know much about this matter, but I'm afraid I won't be able to solve my doubts for Brother Qiao."

Qiao Feng shook his head, "It's not for Master Xuanbei's business. On the seventh day of the eighth month, Qiao and Murong Gongzi fought in Yingchou Gorge, and on August 13, he drank with Murong Gongzi outside Xinyang City, and Master Xuanbei died in the Shenjie Temple on August 11, and this matter will not be done by Murong Gongzi. ”

"Qiao is waiting here for another matter." Qiao Feng's face was gloomy, and he said in a deep voice, "Dare to ask Murong Gongzi, is it related to you that my beggar gang deputy gang leader Ma Dayuan was harmed?!" ”

"Huh?!"

Murong Fu almost didn't react.

The prompt of the failure of the task in front of him flashed before he came back to his senses, but fortunately, [Save Ma Dayuan] had no task punishment, and Murong Fu did not show anything unusual.

"Brother Qiao is saying that Deputy Gang Leader Ma is dead?"

When Qiao Feng heard this, his eyes froze, and his whole body was full of anger, "Could it really be that you did it?" ”

Murong Fu smiled bitterly, shocked by the sudden news, and said the word dead, didn't he already know about the self-violence.

Fortunately, this is ambiguous, and it can be rounded back, in case it is not clear to explain, it will be troublesome.

"Brother Qiao, don't misunderstand, I don't know anything about it, but I was too surprised to hear what Brother Qiao said."

Murong Fu hurriedly explained and excused himself, "I went to Xinyang that day to make amends for the heroes of the beggar gang, how could I have the heart to do harm." ”

"Brother Qiao, can you tell me what's going on?"

Seeing that Murong Fu said sincerely, although Qiao Feng was skeptical, he still said: "Qiao Mou came to the Body Ring Temple to investigate the cause of Master Xuanbei's death, precisely because he knew that it was not Murong Gongzi's doing, and he really couldn't think of what kind of martial arts could make the scars on Master Xuanbei's body so similar to the injuries caused by the Great Wei Tuo pestle, and they fell into a stalemate. ”

"The day before yesterday, I received news from the gang that Brother Ma died under the famous stunt throat locker, so I have to ask Murong Gongzi you clearly."

Listening to the meaning of Qiao Feng's words, he actually didn't believe that it was Murong Fu's doing, but the characteristics of returning the other way to the other were too distinct, and he had to be suspicious.

"Don't hide it from Brother Qiao, if I hadn't met you today, I wouldn't have known about it, and I wouldn't have any clues."

Qiao Feng said: "Murong Gongzi, Qiao is willing to believe you, but the brothers in the gang can't do without an explanation, can you ask Murong Gongzi and Qiao to go to the beggar gang and explain it to the brothers." ”

Murong Fu didn't want to clash with Qiao Feng.

Although with his current skills, he and Qiao Feng are in the number of five or five. But it will aggravate the misunderstanding, but there will be fewer people who can testify for themselves, and even if they win, the gains outweigh the losses.

"Brother Qiao, it's not that Murong Fu is weak and doesn't dare to go to the beggar gang, it's just that when I first heard about it, I didn't have a clue how to explain it."

"Can you give me a few days and let someone under me inquire first?" When Dali's affairs are completed and returned to Gusu, he will go to the beggars to eliminate the misunderstanding. ”

Qiao Feng hesitated for a moment, thinking that Gusu Murong was famous in the rivers and lakes, and the monk couldn't run the temple, so he still agreed.

"That's fine. In this way, Qiao went back to the beggar gang first to wait for Murong Gongzi. ”

Murong Fu arched his hand and said, "Thank you, Brother Qiao." ”

The two separated, Murong Fu breathed a sigh of relief, after delaying for so long, he thought that Qiao Feng had already finished the investigation and left, but he didn't expect it to be a hit.

Such a heroic and straightforward hero, if it is not necessary, Murong Fu does not want to be an enemy at all.

Early the next morning, the capital of Dali.

Murong Fu entered the city and found that although it was a prosperous and peaceful scene, there were many people secretly watching.

It is not surprising that there are people staring at the capital of a country, but it is obviously not the norm to be so large and meticulous. Not to mention a small border country like Dali, even the Great Song Dynasty can't support such a daily consumption of manpower and material resources.

Could it be that he was catching up with the four villains and running to the Zhennan Mansion to make trouble? I don't know if Duan Yu's little pervert can accept Yue Laosan as an apprentice this time.

Pretending to be a passerby, he turned around and arrived on the street at the gate of the Zhennan Wangfu.

There were Dali soldiers standing in front of the Zhennan Palace, and Murong Fu looked at it from a distance for a while, and saw the soldiers escorting a few people into the carriage.

Looking at the carriage alone, it is just a style used by ordinary wealthy merchants, and it is obviously a secret trip.

Sure enough, the carriage exited the city through a separate gate, which was not manned, and the guards on both sides of the road did not follow.

Even with Murong Fu's light skills, it is extremely difficult to secretly track him in broad daylight without being discovered.

Fortunately, the destination of the carriage was not too far, and Murong Fu, who jumped out of the city in a big circle, found his trace in a short time.

The carriage had stopped outside the gate of the Nianhua Temple.

"This ......"

Murong Fu suddenly felt that his previous guess was only wrong.

If it's really what you think, you don't have time to arrange a backhand.

At this point, the only way to do it is to see the opportunity.

Sparing the guards and the monks in the temple, Murong Fu floated like a fallen leaf to the hall of the Lianhua Temple, where everyone was guarding, and pasted it under the eaves.

Looking through the gap into the hall, there were only four people in the room, except for the little novice who was waiting beside him, and a few guards.

The old monk in the hall lowered his eyebrows and was slightly yellow, thinking that he was a monk with yellow eyebrows, and his face was slightly dull at this time, and his tone was somewhat complicated.

“…… According to the virtuous brother, this person is indeed difficult to deal with. ”

The middle-aged man said, "Master, could it be that this person has another identity?" ”

Another long-bearded man next to him sighed: "This world's first evil man is the former Prince of Yanqing in Dali." ”

This is sitting at the end, a woman dressed as a Taoist aunt spoke: "Prince Yanqing died in the palace rebellion twenty-five years ago, how could he suddenly come out and rob Yu'er. ”

The long-bearded man explained: "The body of the prince was not found back then, and the search was fruitless. At this time, it seems that he should have been deeply injured and exiled to the people, so that his temperament changed greatly, and he became the most wicked person in the world who is now disabled. ”

"I, Dali, are martial arts, and the Duan family's Yiyang will not be spread in the future. His Yiyang finger skill is still above me, and his identity as the Prince of Yanqing should not be suspicious. ”

When Murong Fu heard this, he already had a general understanding of the matter, and the identities of the people in the hall were also corresponding.

The yellow-eyed monk knew at a glance, and the rest of the people, the long-bearded man expected to be good, it was Duan Zhengming, the emperor of Dali, and that Dao Gu thought that it was Duan Zhengchun's wife, Dao Baifeng, who called himself Jade Void Scatter.

The remaining middle-aged man must be the current king of Zhennan in Dali, the old pervert who sows seeds everywhere, Duan Zhengchun.

It's a pity that the gap is too small to see Duan Zhengchun's appearance, otherwise I really want to see what Duan Zhengchun looks like, which can make so many women die.

Listening to their conversation, Murong Fu had a grasp of the current situation, and secretly sighed that he was still a little later than the original body.

Duan Yu's little pervert has been captured by the four evildoers, and he is enjoying the torture of yin and yang and merging dispersion.

But that's fine.

Murong Fu's mind turned, and the plan came from it.