Chapter 296: We are both fallen people at the end of the world
"So, now Xixia is basically in the hands of Li Yuansheng. Even the attitude of the King of Xixia is clearly biased towards Li Yuansheng? Uncle Master, you are a bit shabby as a Xixia concubine. After so many years of hard work,
Just a few months after I came out, I was kicked off my business, tsk tsk.”
Murong Fu finally calmed down the two people who were at war with each other, and they sat down to analyze the current situation.
Although Child Elder no longer spoke sarcastically about Li Qiu Shui, there was no less gloating in her eyes.
Murong Fu was about to say something when something suddenly occurred to him and he glanced at Child Elder strangely: "Grandma, I remember you said that you have a gong exercise every thirty years. This time it was because of a fight with the master uncle that it was a few days early.
Right?"
Child Elder was stunned and didn't understand why Murong Fu suddenly asked this question. However, after getting along with him for a long time, she had long regarded Murong Fu as her younger generation and cared about her. She felt that there was nothing to hide in this, but she still said angrily: "
Yes, it’s because of chasing this little bitch that I started practicing my kung fu more than two months ahead of schedule, what’s wrong?”
Murong Fu looked at Li Qiu Shui, then at Child Elder, and said: "Uncle, if I'm not wrong, you better not laugh at me. I'm afraid Lingjiu Palace will be turned upside down right now.
"
Child Elder was startled for a moment, then she was relieved: "You mean those little girls from Jiutian Jiubu will come out to look for me? It's okay, just let them look for me more."
Seeing that Child Lao still didn't understand, Murong Fu had no choice but to use sound transmission to tell her what he wanted to say.
After hearing this, Child Elder's expression changed drastically: "Impossible, they wouldn't even dare to borrow ten more courages from these beasts!"
Murong Fu smiled helplessly: "My dear grandma, of course they didn't have the courage when you were here, but you have been missing for so long. You didn't even say hello before you left. At this moment, Jiutianjiubu is probably all over the world.
Looking for you."
"With such a big movement, how could they, who are always paying attention to Lingjiu Palace, not notice it? If a person is afflicted by the Talisman of Life and Death, he will try every means to relieve it. In order to remove the Talisman of Life and Death, the great monk before
It cost a huge price."
"If the people from Thirty-six Cave and Seventy-two Islands gather all their strength to attack the Lingjiu Palace regardless of the cost, and most of the Jiutian and Jiubu are out looking for you, and the Lingjiu Palace is empty, it is really possible to capture it.
Lingjiu Palace. When the time comes, they will rely on the natural danger of Lingjiu Palace and the food and grass hidden inside, and it will be difficult to take it back."
This time, Child Elder's face turned completely ugly.
Although she is very confident in her dominance, this situation is different from time to time.
Thinking of the terrible possibility that Murong Fu mentioned, Child Elder was angry and scared.
It’s not that she feels sorry for Lingjiu Palace, but because of the profound Xiaoyao sect martial arts on the stone walls of Lingjiu Palace. Furthermore, the maids in Lingjiu Palace all have a master-disciple relationship with her, more or less.
The poor women she picked up from the outside when she was traveling all those years ago. If these fell into the hands of those dirty people from Thirty-six Holes and Seventy-two Islands, they would definitely suffer torture worse than death.
Thinking of this, Child Elder wished she could get up immediately and rush back to Piaomiao Peak to sit down.
Although Li Qiu Shui didn't know what Murong Fu and Tong Lao were referring to specifically, he guessed the general situation from their expressions, so he smiled sweetly and said: "Hey, senior sister has encountered a big problem that cannot be solved?
Do you need my little sister’s help?”
Seeing that Child Elder was deflated, Li Qiu Shui even temporarily forgot about the fire in his own backyard and gloated over the misfortune. He was so happy.
Child Elder said angrily: "Fart! Do you need a little bitch like you to show off here?"
Seeing that the two of them had a disagreement and were about to quarrel again, Murong Fu hurriedly changed the topic.
"So, now the two masters and uncles have a fire in the backyard at the same time. Since we are all in the same situation, why don't we cooperate?"
"Don't even think about it! Let me cooperate with this bitch, bah!"
Child Elder didn't even think twice and directly rejected Murong Fu's proposal.
Murong Fu sighed softly in his heart: Although he is the head of the Xiaoyao Sect, he really has no way to make them listen and listen to these two junior uncles unless it involves issues of principle.
declare.
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Qiao Feng, who should be called Xiao Feng now, was walking on the country road, following the path in his memory, towards the foot of Shaoshi Mountain.
He only had one thought in his mind at this time, which was to seek confirmation from Qiao Sanhuai and his wife, who had raised him for many years. If they said that he was their biological son, then no matter what others said, he would withdraw from the world and stay with his two elders.
Take care of yourself until the end of your life, and show your filial piety.
But if the two elders admitted that they were not their biological children, then there would be no doubt about the matter. He went directly to Shaoshi Mountain to declare a challenge to Xuanci to avenge his biological parents. After settling down with the two elders, he found a place by himself.
End your life in a secluded place.
I haven’t been home for many years, and the road in front of me is both familiar and unfamiliar.
With his martial arts skills, if he moved at full speed, the journey from Gusu to Shaoshi Mountain would only take seven or eight days, but Xiao Feng's journey took him more than a month.
Finally, Shaoshi Mountain is in front of us.
The bells of Shaolin Temple can be faintly heard.
Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar scenery in front of him, Qiao Feng couldn't help but feel in a trance.
He hasn't been back for eight years.
Ever since he joined the Beggar Gang, he was either on the front line against the Liao Dynasty or fighting against the Xixia people. Especially after he became the leader of the Beggar Gang, he hardly even had three days of rest throughout the year.
Thinking of this, Xiao Feng felt a little guilty in his heart.
Regardless of whether they are his biological parents or not, they have worked hard to raise him and have regarded him as their biological son for many years.
Here, he spent a poor but warm childhood. Although his family was not rich, his parents always gave him the best. Whatever delicious food he had was left for his parents to eat after he had eaten it.
How could Xiao Feng be born so powerful if not for the careful care and attention of his two elders?
Generating kindness is indeed valuable, but cultivating kindness is even more important.
There is also his enlightenment teacher, Master Xuanku. From the time he was seven years old until he left home and joined the Beggar Clan when he was eighteen years old, for ten years, Master Xuanku never avoided the cold or the heat.
Ridi carefully taught him martial arts and the principles of life. Even Qiao Feng's reading and writing were taught by the master step by step.
He recalled that when he was seven years old, Master Xuanku taught him to write for the first time, and what he wrote was his own name.
At that time, Master Xuanku grabbed his hand and wrote the word "Qiao Feng" one stroke at a time, while teaching: "Feng'er, you have to remember. Your name is the peak of the mountain. You must do it in the future."
Be a good man who stands tall like a mountain!"
Thinking of this, Xiao Feng couldn't help but burst into tears.
In the past ten years, he occasionally came back to visit his parents, but Master Xuanku never saw him once.
Finally returned home, looking at the dilapidated courtyard in front of him from a distance, Xiao Feng felt very relieved and couldn't help but quicken his pace and shouted: "Father, mother, Feng'er is back!"
The stooped old man in the yard straightened up. In fact, he was not very old. He was only in his early sixties. It was just the years of heavy labor that made him look particularly old.
Hearing this voice, a glimmer of clarity flashed through the old man's cloudy eyes: "Feng'er? Is it Feng'er?"