After about another meal, a group of about dozens of people from afar finally arrived. The most eye-catching among them was none other than Mr. Zhao, his wife and son, all dressed in mourning clothes. On a cart in the middle, there were
A black coffin, no need to think about it, it is known that it is the birthday of the poor shop owner Zhao Laosi, a small businessman who was inexplicably involved in a dispute between Jianghu and Jianghu, and he will not be able to live in peace after death.
As early as when Batianshi came, Murong Fu and others blocked the road. Murong Fu took a chair and sat in the middle of the road drinking tea. Batian Shi and Duan Yu stood behind Murong Fu, as if accompanying him.
When the people came, Murong Fu put down the tea cup and held the long sword in his hand to block the way of the group. This long sword was specially made by Murong Fu for this battle. It weighed more than ten kilograms and was six feet long. It could kill
The Murong family's ancestral swordsmanship was brought to its fullest.
When the group saw someone blocking their way, they were startled at first, thinking they had encountered a robber. However, upon closer inspection, they saw that the three people in front of them were all well-dressed except for a thin black man.
If it's a robber who blocks the road, then the robber's standards are too high.
After a while, an older man in the team boldly came up and asked cautiously with a smile: "Master, what's the point of stopping our group?"
Murong Fu didn't reply, but directly brought out a baggage, which was full of broken silver, almost two hundred taels. Murong Fu raised his hand and threw the baggage out. It split in the air and the broken silver instantly scattered all over the floor.
Duan Yu stepped forward swaggeringly, put away his gentle and gentle demeanor, and said to the group of people in an extremely rude and arrogant tone: "My Mr. Li will have his thirtieth birthday in two days, and he wants to get some luck in advance. There is so much money on the ground.
You can pick it up at will. After you pick it up, kneel in front of my young master and kowtow three times. Say "Longevity, long life and good fortune" and then you can continue on your way with the silver. If you don't pick up the silver or kowtow, my young master's sword will not be with you.
Forgive me!"
Everyone in the group was stunned: I have seen you for a long time, I have heard of people who block the road and steal money, but I have never heard of people who block the road and force people to take money. I have a birthday in a few days, what the hell are you asking for praise now?
Those who are slow to respond are still in a daze, while those who are quick to respond are already running towards the broken silver lying around. Pick up the money that was given away for free, no matter what the reason is!
Someone took action, and the few others lost their sense - just picking up a little bit of the scraps of silver in this place would be enough to cover expenses for several months. You would be a fool not to pick it up!
There is a saying that people will lose their sanity in a group. This is absolutely true. Murong Fu looked at the scene in front of him, sneered, and then deliberately laughed a few times, like a real brainless dude: "
Okay, okay, if you grab it well, if you grab it well, I will give you a reward!"
Murong Fu said again: "Since the Imperial Master has appeared, my two friends from Tianzhu should also appear together!"
As he spoke, another bag of broken silver, hundreds of taels, was thrown into the crowd. Now the crowd went even crazier, pushing and shoving, and even getting into fights. Everyone who had been walking along peacefully just now suddenly became enemies.
, those who had grabbed more wanted to grab more, and punched the old and weak directly, while the smart ones got away early, stayed away from right and wrong, hurriedly came to Murong Fu, kowtowed a few times, and then left.
Jiumozhi and others had already changed out of their monk robes and met Emperor Baoding and Ben Guan. Jiumozhi clasped his hands together and said, "I said goodbye to Dali. I didn't expect to meet the eminent monk of Tianlong Temple again so soon. I don't know why.
Are you, together with Mr. Murong, trying to embarrass this young monk?"
In the final analysis, Murong Fu's move was not clever at all. He just took advantage of the arrogance of the people in the world, which Murong Fu considered worthless. People in the market would rob them for small profits, not to mention a few hundred taels of vain money.
In front of us, all decent and courteous words are empty. As for kowtowing a few times and saying nice words, "I'm sorry," how many taels of silver is the gold at your knees worth?
But the people in the arena are different. For those who are short of money, who doesn’t do business all day long and just fights and kills in the arena? Don’t you want to eat? After all, if you are poor in culture and rich in martial arts, no one can achieve success if you don’t have the ability to make money.
As for martial arts, I can't even understand the characters in the martial arts secret books. Being able to read the characters is a big deal these days.
So the remaining two passengers also tore off the felt hats on their heads and tore off the disguises on their faces, revealing their true colors in Lushan. They were the brothers Zheluoxing.
So, Murong Fu only lost a few hundred taels of silver and solved the problem of checking the enemies one by one. Is it too long to live?
After almost all the money on the ground had been robbed, and most of the people had left, leaving only Zhao Laosi's wife and son, who was supporting the spirit, and three passengers who did not participate in the robbery of the money, Murong Fu stood up, turned his sword upside down and bowed in his hands:
"King Dalun Ming, Gusu Murong and the Duan family of Dali have been waiting here for a long time. It's time for King Ming to show up."
Everyone present was a master, and Murong Fu's words full of vitality were clearly heard in the ears of others. Therefore, after saying this, everyone except Deng Baichuan and the other five people came out of the hiding place, and three groups of people presented their products.
The glyph surrounds Jiumozhi and the three of them in the middle.
So you ask them to learn to compete with ordinary people for money, which is very disgraceful? Even if they endure the humiliation and pretend, they can't pretend, let alone a top master like Jiumozhi plus a top tycoon, how can he pretend? Learn from some bad domestic dramas of later generations.
Playing a poor person?
Then he pulled off the bamboo hat on his head, revealing a face that was very familiar to Murong Fu. It was Jiumozhi who had fought against each other twice.
Murong Fu smiled faintly: "Otherwise, how could the Imperial Master show up?"
As soon as he finished speaking, someone among the remaining people laughed loudly: "Hahaha, Murong Fu, thank you for coming up with such a method. I don't know whether I should admire you or despise you."
Murong Fu nodded and said, "Well, we are all here, so please show up."
The truth is that he is an impatient man, and he is too lazy to talk to Jiumozhi about such empty nonsense, so he angrily yells: "Jiumozhi, you have forcibly taken away the treasure of our country, Dali, and you have also forced your way into my Dali palace and kidnapped the prince of Zhennan.
, do you really think that I, Dali, dare not retaliate? Let’s put an end to it here today!”
"Jiu Mozhi" looked up to the sky and laughed: "Okay, okay, this master is quite impatient. In this case, let's show the true result with his skills!"
After saying that, he punched Murong Fu. This punch was extremely powerful and hit Murong Fu's chest. Murong Fu was well prepared and stepped back three feet away on his tiptoes. Duan Zhengming and Duan Yu were on the left and one on the left.
On the right, three people formed a "pin" formation and surrounded Jiumozhi in the middle.
Several other people also formed a group around their opponents.