In Yanziwu, inside Shenhe Village, the atmosphere is tense, and there is a feeling that a storm is coming and the building is full of wind.
The servants and maids all walked in a hurry and did not dare to speak loudly. The whole village seemed very strange.
When Murong Fu returned from the boat, he saw such a scene. With his sharp spiritual soul, when he inspected the entire manor, he seemed to see a vast and heavy dark cloud shrouding it.
"The young master is back!"
"The master is back!"
Murong Fu had lived in Shenhe Manor for these years, and all the maids and servants were familiar with him. When they saw the familiar young man in green, everyone cheered.
In the eyes of these people, Murong Fu is the backbone of the Murong family. As long as he is around, there is no need to worry about any storms.
In the main hall of Shenhe Manor, the atmosphere was solemn. Murong Fu sat quietly, with a leisurely and calm look on his face, without the slightest hint of urgency or anxiety.
The four ministers of the Murong family, Deng Baichuan, Gong Yeqian, Bao Bubu, Feng Bowei, all looked solemn, with a hint of nervousness in their eyes.
"Sir, the Beggar Gang is coming with great force this time. The leader of the Beggar Gang, Qiao Feng, the four elders, and several eight-bag helmsmen are coming south with a large number of elites from the Beggar Gang. It seems that they want to start a war with our Murong family. Already."
There was concern in Deng Baichuan's tone. After all, the Beggar Gang is the largest gang in the world, with many masters and influence all over the world. Although the Murong family has been running for hundreds of years, if one of them is not good enough, if the two sides fight, the consequences will be disastrous.
"Humph, what are you afraid of? What about the Beggar Gang? I, Lao Feng, are just about to learn their methods. Besides, our Murong family has many elite masters under the training of the young master over the years. In a battle, we still don’t know who will win. Who is responsible?"
There seemed to be a red light in Feng Bo evil's eyes, and he said angrily.
"Fourth brother, please calm down. The Beggar Gang is not that easy to deal with. Although we are not afraid of them, once there is a conflict, both sides may suffer. All our efforts over the years will be in vain. This result It’s not what we want to see.”
Gong Yeqian was the most resourceful among the four, and he could see the key at a glance.
That's right, with the strength of the Murong family, there is really no need to be afraid of the Beggar Clan. Not to mention Murong Fu, an unfathomable master, Deng Baichuan also broke through to the innate realm in the past few years, and although the remaining three There is no innate breakthrough, but they are all top masters in the acquired realm. In addition to the various secrets taught to them by Murong Fu, their combat power is extraordinary. They are considered first-class in the entire martial arts world. They also have the strength accumulated by the Murong family in the past generations. , it can be said that although the Murong family is just a martial arts family, in terms of background, it is not much worse than the Beggar Clan.
Just having this strength is one thing. If they really fight against the Beggar Clan, it will be a lose-lose situation for both sides. Even if they win the Beggar Clan, the heavy losses will be unbearable.
"Haha, no need to say more. Since the Beggar Gang has gone south, let them come. With the death of Ma Dayuan, I also want to see what tricks the Beggar Gang can come up with. Besides, the leader of the Beggar Gang, Qiao Feng, also If you are considered a great man of your generation, you will not understand the consequences of fighting with our Murong family, so you can just act according to the circumstances."
Murong Fu spoke calmly and suddenly suppressed all the sounds.
Deng Baichuan and others looked serious. From Murong Fu's tone, they felt an unparalleled confidence. They suddenly realized that it was indeed the case. No matter what, as long as Murong Fu was around, there would be no big crisis in the Murong family.
Although the gang's strength is strong, in front of Murong Fu, I'm afraid it's nothing.
Deng Baichuan and others knew this very well. They had never understood Murong Fu's martial arts skills. Even though Deng Baichuan had broken through the innate realm at this time, facing Murong Fu, he still felt that it was unfathomable.
I have no doubt that even if I try my best, I won't be Murong Fu's opponent.
"Since the young master has said so, let's use our troops to cover up the water and the soil, and wait and see what the Beggar Clan can do."
After a few people decided, the entire Shenhe Village returned to calm.
But before the Beggar Clan and others arrived from Luoyang Headquarters, another thing happened.
Early that morning, a firework soared into the sky over the Qinyun Building not far in front of Shenhe Village, causing a sensation.
This firework is specially made and is used as a warning signal by Shenhe Village, so as soon as the signal appears, Shenhe Village starts to vibrate.
Murong Fu was meditating in his room, his mind wandering around and his mind empty. Naturally, he sensed such changes.
"Qinyun Xiaozhu, what happened?"
Feeling slightly confused, I got up and walked out.
After shooing away the hurriedly gathered villagers, Murong Fu went to Qinyun Xiaozhu alone.
Qinyun Xiaozhu was only three to five miles away from Shenhe Village. With his method, he had arrived in less than a moment. From a distance, he could see a pavilion with strong fragrance of flowers, quiet vegetation, and the faint sound of conflict.
After taking a few steps, Murong Fu had a clear look.
At this time, there were four people in the small pavilion, two girls, one red and one green. They were Murong Fu's two girls, A'Zhu Abi, and two others. One was wearing white, with a gentle temperament and looked like a scholar.
, but he looked miserable. The most peculiar thing was a monk wearing a yellow robe. He was less than fifty years old. He wore plain clothes and sandals. He was absolutely not out of the ordinary, but his face was full of energy, and there seemed to be a faint glow.
Flow, extraordinary and unforgettable.
With a thought in his heart, Murong Fu had already made some guesses about the identity of these two people.
"Murong Fu is a distant visitor to the distinguished guest. I hope you will forgive me."
The voice came from far away, soft and clear, and seemed to ring in the ears. The two girls, Aju and Abi, looked happy. They knew that it was their own young master who came, and they immediately felt relieved.
The monk in yellow clothes trembled, turned around, and saw a young man in green clothes coming slowly. He seemed to be walking normally, but in the blink of an eye he arrived in the pavilion and appeared in front of everyone.
"It turns out it's Mr. Murong, the poor monk Jiumozhi. You're polite here."
The monk in yellow is none other than Jiumozhi. He is proficient in martial arts and has extraordinary knowledge. Even though he only listened to Murong Fu's words, he already understood that the young man in front of him was actually the only master he had ever seen in his life.
Measurement.
Not daring to be careless at the moment, I gave a Buddhist salute.
"It turns out that the Dharma frame of King Dai Lun Ming has arrived. The Imperial Master has come all the way. I am deeply honored. How about inviting me to the village for a cup of tea?"
Murong Fu nodded secretly. It was indeed him. He looked like this, and his martial arts temperament was mysterious and mysterious. In today's martial arts world, except for Jiumozhi, the master of the Tubo Kingdom, there was no one else.
"Haha, Mr. Murong is so polite. The poor monk and your father have a close friendship. Now that we are visiting our old place again, we are going to have some trouble."
Jiumozhi looked peaceful and calm, his eyes flashed, and he immediately agreed without any hesitation.