Murong returned from the Shaolin Temple and went straight down the mountain. Li Mochou followed silently without asking what he was doing.
"Mo Chou, where have Prince Bao's savings gone now?" Murong Fu suddenly asked.
"Back to Master, according to the distance, we are almost at Shanhaiguan. I think it won't be long before we can reach Shenlong Island safely."
"Don't be careless. After Kangxi suffered such a big loss, he will never give up. Maybe he is already deploying troops to attack Shenlong Island," Murong Fu pondered for a while and said with a solemn expression.
"Master, don't worry. Although I have never been to Shenlong Island, people below say that Shenlong Island is now well-run, but Brother Bao San always complains that Shenlong Island has too much money allocated every month. I think they
His strength should be pretty good."
Murong Fu shook his head, "Fighting and spending money are two different things. By the way, how is the training of the Shenluan Guards?"
Li Mochou replied, "They entered the country very quickly. In terms of talent, not many of these women are good, but they can endure what ordinary people cannot endure and endure hardships that ordinary people cannot endure."
"Well," Murong Fu smiled slightly, "it's time for them to see the world. I've sent an order to transfer them to Shenlong Island. If Kangxi dares to take action, they will be used as military training."
Li Mochou nodded, and Murong Fu added, "Also, inform Brother Bao to divide the batch of gold and silver jewelry into three parts, transport one part to Heimu Cliff, keep one part at Shenlong Island, and the other part
Go down the coast, buy food and supplies along the way, and transport them to Xiake Island."
"Xia Ke Island?" Li Mochou was stunned, "Master, I always feel that the power of Xia Ke Island is too huge, and it is isolated overseas, so it is difficult to control. If we give them more money and food, I am afraid that it will cause trouble."
"It doesn't matter," Murong Fu smiled inexplicably, "I'm not afraid of them turning against me."
As they talked, the two of them walked as fast as flying, their bodies in a trance, and the distance of more than ten miles took only less time than a stick of incense.
Arriving at the market at the foot of the mountain, Murong Fu took Li Mochou to eat and drink in a restaurant, then packed a table of good food and wine, and invited the chef to make a dish called "Twenty-Four Bridges on a Moonlit Night" before returning.
Shaoshi Mountain.
"Mochou, please bring the food and wine to them first. I'll wait for you here and then accompany me to a place." Back at the Shaolin Temple, it was already dark. Murong Fu found a hidden location and asked Li Mochou to go first.
Send wine and food back to the monastery.
Li Mochou was a little confused, but she didn't ask any more questions. She left in a hurry, then returned in a hurry, and the two of them went straight to the back mountain.
Murong Fu was carrying a food box and two roast chickens in his arms. Of course he came to the back mountain to visit the fat monk, but he was wary and took Li Mochou with him just in case.
"Senior, this junior has brought roast chicken to see you. You are..." Murong Fu shouted loudly next to Bodhidharma Cave, and his voice was mixed with his inner strength and spread loudly.
But before he finished speaking, his mouth was covered by a big greasy hand, "Shh!"
"Who is it?" Li Mochou was startled and pulled out the long sword with a swipe sound.
Murong Fu hurriedly stopped him and said, "Don't worry, don't do anything."
Li Mochou was stunned for a moment, and then she saw clearly that the person coming was the fat monk who easily snatched the Ping Ping Sword from his master during the day.
And Murong Fu was really surprised. Just now, he didn't sense any breath at all. This monk seemed to appear out of thin air. Could it be that he was really a fairy?
There was a turmoil in my heart, but my face remained calm. I raised the roast chicken in my hand and said, "Master, look what I brought you."
The fat monk took two deep breaths and wiped his hands on the monk's robe excitedly. Suddenly, his expression changed and became extremely serious. At the same time, he clasped his hands together and said lightly, "Amitabha, it's a sin, these common things, poor monk."
It’s been many years since I gave up, so the little donor should eat elsewhere.”
Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, then turned around and noticed that there was another person standing at the entrance of Bodhidharma Cave, it was Abbot Xuanci.
"That's it." Murong Fu suddenly understood, and with a thought in his heart, he turned to Li Mochou and said, "Mochou, how many times have I told you that drinking alcohol and eating meat is not allowed in Buddhism's pure land, but you just don't listen.
…”
Li Mochou was stunned for a moment, a little speechless.
Murong Fu turned to look at Abbot Xuanci again, "Master Abbot, I'm really sorry. I am a bad disciple with weak bones. I was injured again today and need to take some supplements. However, it is not convenient to bring wine and meat to the temple, so I had to bring it here."
The back mountain is coming, I'm sorry."
Xuanci did not speak, but slowly walked up to the three of them, looked at the wine and meat, then looked at the fat monk, shook his head helplessly, said, "Young Master, take a rest early," and left.
As soon as Xuan Ci left, Murong Fu felt a light touch in his hands, and the roast chicken and food box were gone. When he turned around, he saw that they were already in the fat monk's hands. He couldn't help but rolled his eyes and didn't bother to say anything else.
"Mochou, the situation was urgent just now, so..." Murong Fu glanced at Li Mochou apologetically, but found that her little mouth was slightly pouted, looking like a coquettish and angry little daughter, and he couldn't help but froze for a moment.
Li Mochou's pale face turned slightly red and she lowered her head, "What are you looking at?"
"It's nothing," Murong Fu shook his head and said with a half-smile, "You just took the blame for me, I will reward you well when I get back."
"I don't want to..." Looking at Murong Fu's eyes, Li Mochou could guess what reward he was talking about. She blushed immediately and her heart was beating fast.
"Bah, bah, bah..." The fat monk was holding a wine bottle in one hand and a roasted chicken in the other. His mouth was full of oil as he ate, forgetting his feelings and selflessness.
Murong Fu's heart moved and he said, "Senior, you just obtained the skill of roasting chicken from me..."
"Oh, you said the 'Great Compassion Hand'..." The fat monk said vaguely without stopping, "You can't learn it."
"Great Compassion Hand?" Murong Fu was moved in his heart. He had never heard of this kind of skill in Jianghu and asked, "Why can't I learn it?"
"It must be based on the Yi Jin Jing. You can't learn the Yi Jin Jing..." the fat monk explained casually.
"So you are not really stupid, but why did you teach me the Marrow Cleansing Sutra so easily ten years ago? And what did you mean by your actions during the day?" Murong Fu's mind was racing, and he really wanted to beat the monk.
I was stunned, but I was afraid that I was no match for them.
However, I got some information from the monk's words. He had mastered the Yi Jin Jing.
"Master, would you mind sparring with me?" Murong Fu asked tentatively.
Unexpectedly, when the fat monk heard this, he ran away quickly and shouted, "You are so annoying, I won't play with you anymore."
Murong Fu stared blankly at his back. After a few flashes, he disappeared into the night.
"Master, what is the background of this man? His martial arts are simply unpredictable." Li Mochou asked.
"I don't know his origin, but his martial arts skills should be better than mine," Murong Fu shook his head, his expression changed for a while, and finally sighed, "That's all, no matter how good his martial arts skills are, just try not to provoke the Shaolin Temple in the future."
In fact, he has no big grudge against the Shaolin Temple. Murong Bo has been lurking in Shaolin for so many years. Even the sweeping monks know that the fat monk knows about it, but he does not embarrass the Murong family because of it. This shows that he does not care about it at all. In this case, he
Why bother provoking a big enemy again?
After figuring out the joints, Murong Fu breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and took Li Mochou's slender hand, "Let's go."
"Master, please don't do this...if anyone sees it..." Li Mochou was frightened and ashamed, and struggled hurriedly.
"What are you afraid of? Who dares to gossip about me as a teacher? Is your sword a living thing?" Murong Fu said rather proudly.
Li Mochou couldn't resist him, so she had to let him hold his hand with a blushing face. The two of them walked in the mountains and woods under the moonlight. It really felt like flowers in front of flowers and under the moon. Li Mochou's thoughts were racing, and she always felt that the past days were...
I have never been as happy and peaceful as this moment.
Just when he was about to return to the temple, he met a pretty figure at the mountain gate, wearing a light green dress, with his head lowered, a bit depressed.
"Fu'er!" Murong Fu naturally recognized at a glance that the figure was Guo Fu.
Li Mochou was startled, then realized that she had reached the mountain gate, and hurriedly retracted her hand.
Hearing Murong Fu's voice, Guo Fu raised her head. When she saw his face clearly, her figure swayed, she jumped in front of him in the blink of an eye, and threw herself into his arms.
Just when Murong Fu wanted to hug her slender waist, Guo Fu's pink fists fell on his chest like raindrops.
"You dead man, you promised to pick me up, but you haven't heard anything from me for so long. I came all the way here just to take a look at you. You haven't come to me yet. I want to come to you. Those
The dead monk won’t let me in, wuwuwu…”
As he was talking, he started crying, which made Murong Fu dumbfounded.
Li Mochou glanced at Guo Fu and felt a little uncomfortable. She snorted coldly and walked away.
After a long while, seeing that Guo Fu was almost crying, Murong Fu helped her up, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said with a smile, "Who bullied my little cat? Tell me, I have to teach him a lesson."
No."
"Huh," Guo Fu pouted, "You are the little cat, no, I am not from your family, and no, I am neither a little cat nor from your family."
"Oh? Not from my family? Then I don't care." Murong Fu gestured to leave.
Guo Fu hurriedly hugged his body, but immediately started crying again, "You heartless person, it's a shame that people still... miss you so much..."
"Okay, okay, am I here?" Murong Fu was afraid that she would cry endlessly, so he immediately raised his hands in surrender and coaxed, "I miss my good Fu'er too."
Guo Fu immediately burst into laughter and said shyly, "Are you serious?"
"Is this fake?" Murong Fu asked again. Seeing that her cheeks were as red as apples, and she was so pretty and charming, he couldn't help but lean down and give her a gentle kiss.
After many days of separation, when she met her lover again, Guo Fu's endless lovesickness made her forget her reserve, and she immediately responded enthusiastically.
"Ahem..." Suddenly, a cold cough sounded.
The two were startled and hurriedly separated. They turned around and saw that it was Huang Rong.
"Fu'er, you've been out for a long time, it's time to go back." Huang Rong said calmly, as if she didn't even see what the two of them had just done.
Guo Fu stuck out her little tongue, even though she was reluctant to give up, but now that her mother was here, and she was afraid that what happened just now would be seen by her mother, she did not dare to disobey anything, so she had to go back behind Huang Rong.