Based on Xiao Feng's understanding of Quan Guanqing for many years, how could a person like Quan Guanqing do what Mozi did to prevent Chu from attacking Song Dynasty? To put it bluntly, Quan Guanqing was a villain who was good at speculation, and Xiao Feng knew this.
He knew very well that although Xiao Feng personally disliked Quan Guanqing, as the leader of the Beggar Clan, he could not expel or reprimand a eight-bag helmsman for no reason just because of his personal likes and dislikes, so he kept Quan Guanqing here.
villain.
Therefore, the idea that Quan Guanqing protects Xiao Feng's adoptive father and adopted mother is simply nonsense. It is even more ridiculous than Duan Zhengchun's loyalty and loyalty to the end.
Xiao Feng said: "Actually, you were the one who rescued my adopted father and adopted mother, right?"
Murong Fu nodded: "That's right! When you brought Yinchuan to Yanziwu, you thought you left quietly and no one knew. In fact, I had already guessed that you would go to Shaoshi Mountain. So I
I have been following you. The night you went up to Shaoshi Mountain, I happened to be at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain. I originally thought that if you were trapped on the mountain, I would catch you, but I didn’t expect that you were quite alert.
It came down with all its beard and tail."
Murong Fu spoke frankly.
"So, no one wants to harm my adoptive father and mother? Are these just made up by you?"
Xiao Feng clenched the tachyon in his hand, and the muscles in his whole body tensed up, like a tiger ready to attack.
Murong Fu chuckled and said, "You are wrong. Someone really wanted to kill your adoptive parents and then frame the crime on you. I just happened to bump into him."
Xiao Feng suddenly stood up: "What did you say?"
Murong Fu pressed his hand softly: "Don't be nervous, nothing happened? After I fought off that man, I felt that leaving your parents at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain was not a safe solution after all, so I took it upon myself to arrange for the two elders to be sent to Doctor Xue
At home. Then this series of things happened.”
Xiao Feng said coldly: "So all this is what you expected?"
Murong Fu said: "Half, half. I guessed that the Shaolin Temple would definitely take some action, but I didn't guess that Xuanku would die like this, let alone that Shaolin would shamelessly pin both things on you.
In this case, I will take advantage of the situation and use this matter to damage Shaolin's reputation."
"But the person who wants to kill your parents has a deep relationship with Shaolin. This is for sure. I fought with that person that night. He used the kung fu of Shaolin's seventy-two stunts, and his cultivation level was not low.
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Xiao Feng's eyes widened: "Are you serious about this?"
"It's more authentic than the twenty-year-old wine you and I are drinking now!"
Sometimes half the truth is the biggest lie.
Xiao Yuanshan indeed used the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin, and he had been a cat in the Shaolin Temple for decades, so it was a big deal.
In an instant, Xiao Feng felt that the world was spinning, and a mouthful of black blood welled up in his heart, which made Xiao Feng extremely uncomfortable. Thinking of Xuan Ku's painstaking efforts to teach him martial arts, Xiao Feng felt tears filling his eyes: Shaolin, why did you do this to me!
Xiao Feng's chest heaved up and down, and he was silent for a long time. Then he calmed down and slowly said, "You arranged the Quan Guanqing incident, right?"
Murong Fu picked up a piece of beef with kuaizi sauce, chewed it carefully, and nodded: "Yes, I arranged it. This kind of thing is not convincing to me. Only if it is said by such a person can people believe it."
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Xiao Feng said: "Have you known about Xingzilin for a long time?"
Murong Fu said: "Not entirely. I guessed Ma Dayuan's death, but I didn't expect that it actually involved Xu Chongxiao colluding with foreign enemies. Well, I can't say that. Yipintang is said to belong to my capricious uncle.
In a sense, it can be regarded as the peripheral force of my Xiaoyao Sect. Xu Chongxiao feels sorry for the Beggar Clan, but he has no grudge against me."
"Now that you have confirmed the identity of Xuanci's leader, what are your next plans?"
Murong Fu threw the question to Xiao Feng again.
"In the final analysis, the issue of your life experience is just an accident. Kang Min..." Murong Fu paused, feeling that the word "bitch" was a bit difficult to say, so he swallowed it back and continued.
: "Kang Min, a woman who can't be married, had an affair with Quan Guanqing, Bai Shijing, and Xu Chongxiao. These people colluded and killed the unlucky guy Ma Dayuan. These rats decided to frame this incident to
You and I, and the old monk Xuanci is used to being the big brother and trying to take care of everything, so the issue of your life experience has been detonated. So in the final analysis, the source of all this is an accident."
Xiao Feng stared at Murong Fu for a long time and said slowly: "I feel like I can't understand you more and more. It seems that there is nothing in this world that you don't know."
Murong Fu sighed: "My family has been preparing for rebellion for generations. Even if I don't inquire about the troubles in the rivers and lakes, someone will bring them to me. Ever since my great-uncle Murong Yanzhao, the king of Henan County, was captured by Zhao Da
After taking the military power, generations of people have been tossing these things. My ancestor Longcheng Gong went to the palace to assassinate Zhao Da, but Zhao Da did not die, and the root of the disease fell into place. In the end, the throne fell into the hands of that boy Zhao Er.
Compared with these ancestors, I, Murong Fu, can be regarded as a law-abiding person. The most I can do is kill a few dog officials who don't like me."
Xiao Feng was not touched by Murong Fu's rebellious remarks. People in the world didn't have much respect for the imperial court. What's more, Xiao Feng had now confirmed his identity as a Khitan, so he had no desire to defend the official family of the Song Dynasty.
Already.
Murong Fu sighed: "Old monk Zhiguang is actually a good person. He is much better than a hypocrite like Xuanci. It's a pity."
Xiao Feng was silent and drank a bowl of old wine in one gulp.
Murong Fu continued: "Now that you have confirmed the identity of Xuanci's leader, what are you going to do next? Shaolin's Arhat Formation is not that easy to break into!"
It turned out that at the meeting at Juxian Village that day, Zhao Qiansun, who had witnessed the tragedy at Yanmen Pass, was also present. Since Xiao Feng had learned Zhiguang's lesson, he didn't hesitate and asked Zhao Qiansun directly whether the leader was Xuanci?
Although Zhao Qiansun did not betray Xuanci, when Xiao Feng asked the question, Zhao Qiansun's expression changed drastically at that moment. Such an obvious change was naturally noticed by Xiao Feng, which confirmed Xuanci's identity.
No matter how Zhao Qiansun made amends afterwards, it was just an attempt to cover up the truth.
Out of a little affection for Xuan Ku, Xiao Feng did not tell the public about the tragedy at Yanmen Pass. Many people who had not experienced the Xingzilin incident were confused by what they heard.
Xiao Feng slammed the wine bowl on the table: "How can I not avenge my parents' blood feud? Even if Xiao Feng is shattered to pieces in the end, I will kill this old beast Xuanci to avenge my parents!"
Murong Fu tapped his fingers lightly on the table: "But with your martial arts skills, how do you plan to avenge your parents?"
"It's not that I look down on Brother Xiao. Brother Xiao's martial arts skills are not as good as that of the old monk Xuanci. But Shaolin's Xuanzi monk is not a drunkard. With these twenty-odd old monks joining forces, I'm afraid no one in the world can defeat him.
And retreat. What's more, there are hundreds of monks with good martial arts skills on Shaoshi Mountain. The most important thing is, I can't guarantee that if you want to kill Xuanci, the sweeping monk in the Shaolin Sutra Pavilion will not
Will take action."
When Xiao Feng heard Murong Fu talking about how great Shaolin was, his expression was determined and he didn't care much. Until Murong Fu mentioned the "divine sweeping monk", Xiao Feng's expression suddenly changed: "What is the divine sweeping monk?"
Murong Fu smiled and said, "What's wrong? Are you scared?"
Xiao Feng cupped his fists and saluted, "Brother Murong, please tell me."
Murong Fu sighed: "Everyone in the world thinks that the monks of the Xuan generation in Shaolin are so good. In fact, who is the real master who hangs around in the arena all day long? Delaying his martial arts realm for a little fame? I fight all day long.
Brother Xiao has seen the martial arts of the two martial uncles, right?"
Xiao Feng nodded: "The martial arts cultivation of the two seniors of Xiaoyao Sect is unfathomable, and Xiao will never be able to match them."
Murong Fu smiled and said: "Brother Xiao, you are being humble. You and my Uncle Li have also fought. Although Brother Xiao's skill is limited by his age, he is much worse than my Uncle Li. But it is still possible to be undefeated within a hundred moves."
She did it. The really powerful one is my ill-tempered uncle. In front of her, my uncle is like a mouse before a cat. She can only hide."
"But my two uncles, although they are strong, they still have a bit of competition in the realm of martial arts. And this sweeping monk has been sweeping the floors in the Shaolin Temple for more than forty years. Not only is his skill profound, but his state of mind is also good.
It is far beyond what I can compare to my two senior uncles who are still fighting and killing each other for the love of their youth. So, Brother Xiao, do you understand?"
Xiao Feng remained silent for a long time. Murong Fu's words were tantamount to saying that Tong Lao and Li Qiu Shui were far inferior to the sweeping monk.
Xiao Feng thought of his battle with Li Qiu Shui. It could be said that it was his only defeat since he became an artist, and it was a disastrous defeat.
This was true for Li Qiushui, let alone the sweeping monk mentioned by Murong Fu.
Xiao Feng asked unwillingly: "If Brother Murong meets that sweeping monk and does it with all his strength, what are the chances of winning?"
Murong Fudan smiled and said: "Half a pound is worth eight ounces!"
Xiao Feng had just breathed a sigh of relief when Murong Fu's next words made Xiao Feng's heart sink to the bottom: "Eight taels of gold swept on the floor, and I have half a catty of scrap metal. I'm lucky, so I should be able to run away."
Murong Fu said: "I really want you to kill that old monk Xuanci. But if you really do this, you will most likely not be able to get out of the Shaolin Temple. I don't want to lose such a good wine man like you."
Friend. So, Brother Xiao, think twice before you act!"
Xiao Feng felt like a ball of coals was burning crazily in his chest, and the wine in his stomach turned into bitter water. He was brave, but not without brains. Murong Fu's words completely eliminated the feasibility of killing Xuan Ci head-on.