The Duan family arrived, and Murong Fu was accompanying Duan Yu to drink tea in the front hall.

Seeing Duan Zhengchun walk in, he got up with a spring breeze on his face and greeted him, "Lord Duan, fortunately, I am not dishonored." ”

On the way here, through Bao Wei's narration, Duan Zhengchun already knew the ins and outs of rescuing Duan Yu.

In addition to gratitude, he couldn't help but feel a little more respectful because of Murong Fu's martial arts cultivation than before.

"Murong Gongzi, don't thank you for your great kindness," Duan Zhengchun arched his hand and said with a straight face, "Duan Zhengchun owes Gongzi a favor, as long as he can, he will go to the soup and go to the fire." ”

Although it was a condition that had already been negotiated, Zhengchun proposed it himself during this period, which could be regarded as giving Murong Fu face.

Seeing Duan Zhengchun so upright, Murong Fuli was still reciprocating, so he had to be a little polite.

"Duan Wangye's words are serious, and some small things are not enough to worry about. However, during this period of time, the affairs are busy, and the hospitality is not good, so please don't blame Lord Duan. ”

Inviting everyone to take a seat, Murong Fu continued, "Don't hide it from Lord Duan, there is indeed a small matter of headaches recently, and I am about to ask the prince to help me." ”

Duan Zhengchun was stunned for a moment, but immediately said, "Murong Gongzi, but it's okay to talk about it." ”

Murong Fu had already considered it, and if he brought it up at this time, he might have the feeling of coercing him to repay him, but it was also the most appropriate time, after all, what he had just heard from Duan Yu was the best excuse.

"Ah Zhu, give the post to Lord Duan."

"Yes, Childe."

Ah Zhu walked around to Duan Zhengchun's side and presented the invitation of the beggar gang in his hand to Duan Zhengchun.

Murong Fu took a sip of tea, waited for Duan Zhengchun to scan the post, and then spoke: "Duan Wang Ye must also know that many martial arts colleagues have died of their own stunts recently, and it is rumored in the rivers and lakes that it was me Murong Fu who did it, which made me suffer injustice." After many investigations, they still couldn't find evidence to wash away the stigma. Unexpectedly, even Ma Dayuan, the deputy leader of the beggar gang, died under the famous technique of locking his throat, and handed me a post to ask me to go and distinguish. ”

"What does Murong Gongzi mean?"

"Yesterday afternoon, Duan Shizi said to Zai that Master Xuanbei of Shaolin Temple died at the hands of Gu Mozhi, and he wanted to invite Duan Wang Ye to go to the beggar gang conference with Zai Xia to testify for Zaixia. I don't know if it's possible? ”

"There is such a ......" Duan Zhengchun turned his head to look at Duan Yu, "Yu'er, where did you know about it?" ”

Duan Yuren was already arrested, and he was tired, and he couldn't sleep last night because of Wang Yuyan's appearance, and he got up early today today, and he almost fell asleep sitting at this time.

Willful to capricious, Duan Yu is still quite filial, hearing his old father's inquiry, even if he is impatient, he still replied: "I saw the ...... in Tianlong Temple" said and said the cause and effect again.

Duan Zhengchun was not so arbitrary, but he still thought about it and said: "It seems that Gu Mozhi is indeed very suspicious, but there is no definite evidence, this is ......"

"Lord Duan, I didn't think that I could use this to clear my grievances." Murong Fu interjected with a smile, "I have been tracking down for a long time, and I can't detect any clues, which shows that the murderer is either cautious, or these many famous masters were not killed by one person." As long as Duan Wang Ye and the prince go with me to the beggar gang conference, and describe in detail what I have seen, it would be better if I could ask Emperor Baoding to write a letter. ”

Duan Zhengchun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, this condition was not difficult, and his brows furrowed slightly on the surface, "I'm afraid this is not enough to dispel the doubts of the beggars, and it will be difficult to help Murong Gongzi." ”

Murong Fu shook his head, "It's just that I need time to track it down." What's more, the beggar gang is the largest gang in the world, well-informed, and they don't want to take revenge on the wrong person, as long as they are willing to listen to the explanation and investigate carefully, maybe they can find the real culprit. ”

Duan Zhengchun nodded and said, "In this way, it is according to what Murong Gongzi said." I wrote to the imperial brother and asked him to give a detailed account of what he had seen and heard in Tianlong Temple that day. ”

"Thank you, Lord Duan."

The matter was negotiated, and after a few words of gossip, Murong Fu asked Ah Zhu to send the Duan family to Shenhezhuang.

If the bag is different, it will be called to the front.

"Third Brother Bao, there are less than ten days left for the Beggar Gang Conference, and the things to be tracked down must be pursued as soon as possible."

"Don't worry, Childe, in case the matter of someone being investigated is exposed, some people can't use their hands, a little slower, but they must be able to catch up, this matter is on me."

"Okay, Third Brother Bao has worked more hard recently, and when the matter of the Beggar Gang Conference passes, I will accompany Third Brother Bao to have a few drinks, and then prepare a good gift for Liangliang."

Bao didn't reply, and opened his mouth silly.

Murong Fu is also used to it, this daughter slave, as long as he mentions his daughter, it is this virtue, and he simply lets it go out of his mind.

Back in the back house, Wang Yuyan was sitting next to the brazier in a daze.

"Yu Yan, why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Wang Yuyan came back to her senses and quickly stood up, "Cousin, you're back." ”

"You're still sick, you need to get some rest."

Murong Fu looked concerned.

It's just that as a rookie who is in love for the first time, in addition to knowing that he has a good rest, in the past purely theoretical stage, he can't remember a single word of the sassy words and words of concern collected.

Lowering her head and tugging at the corner of her clothes, Wang Yuyan snorted, "Don't worry, cousin, I've slept for so long, and I'm much better." ”

Murong Fu touched Wang Yuyan's forehead, pinched his wrist and probed it with his true qi, except for a little weakness, it was really fine.

I put my mind at ease, but I saw that Wang Yuyan had completely buried the head of the mantis in her chest, so she reacted that this girl seemed to be shy.

The embarrassed appearance made Murong Fu have a bad taste, picked up Wang Yuyan's little face, and pecked at the red lips.

Wang Yuyan's big eyes were still confused, so she was held like this, and she was stunned for three seconds before she suddenly said, "Oops! "I want to run out.

How could Murong Fu allow her to run away like this, stretched out his hand and pulled it, and grabbed Wang Yuyan back and held it in his arms.

"Don't move, let me hold for a while."

couldn't struggle, Wang Yuyan could only let Murong Fu hold her, burying her pretty face in his chest and not daring to lift it.

The room gradually fell silent.

Murong Fu's heart also calmed down.

As a traverser, Murong Fu always thought that he had adapted well.

Step by step, steadily, adapt to such a world.

But the rush of this day and night made the uneasiness in my heart ripple.

Being able to see the world from God's perspective, knowing the general trend of the future, having unimaginable martial arts, and having a prominent identity, all of this is not top-notch, but also a golden start.

However, Murong Fu is still a rootless wanderer, and he still feels alienated from this world in his heart.

Whether it's traversing or system, it's something that is difficult to understand and trace.

But Murong Fu knows one thing, what he gains, there is a corresponding price.

As the famous saying goes, all the gifts of fate are marked with a price at the beginning.

The existence of the system, what did Murong Fu pay?

What is the cost of those tasks that are punished for nothing?

Usually unable to show doubts and sorrows, only at this time, in this quiet room, when holding this simple girl in his arms, Murong Fu gained a moment of peace.