In response to Murong Fu's clamor, Jiumozhi sneered: "Master Murong, you are too ignorant! With your martial arts, I'm afraid you can't even catch the monk's ten moves, how can you talk about three hundred rounds? The so-called Southern Murong, Northern Qiao Feng
, it’s simply a waste of fame!”
Murong Fu was so angry that he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Seng Fan, please kill me!"
Jiumozhi hated Murong Bo with all his heart, and he naturally hated Murong Fu as much as he could. He continued to taunt him: "Either you hide behind a woman, or you seek life and death. It turns out that these are the two secrets of the Murong family. The young monk is really talented."
I’ve seen it.”
"Yuyan, go away! Let him come!" Murong Fu shouted angrily.
"Murong Fu!" Li Qingluo scolded angrily, "You are incompetent, you have brought trouble to our Wang family, and now you are still yelling at Yu Yan. Are you a man? If you really want to die, you can just bite your tongue and kill yourself. Why bother pretending?
Come and have a drink?”
"Master Murong is just talking, how can he really be willing to die?" Jiumozhi sneered, "If he is really willing to bite his tongue and commit suicide, the young monk will look down upon him."
"You -" Murong Fu was filled with sadness and anger. He recalled that he had been pursuing a great cause for thirty years but had achieved nothing. In the apricot forest, he faced He Xie before and was even more vulnerable. Even his cousin was no different from that He Xie.
I don't know, but now he has been imprisoned by these monks for more than ten days, unable to survive or die.
At this point in life, what can I say?
"Ah..." Murong Fu suddenly shouted madly.
Seeing how painful the form was, Wang Yuyan felt anxious and painful.
"Master monk, how on earth are you willing to let my cousin go?" Wang Yuyan asked.
In fact, Jiumozhi had already come to Murong Bo, so there was little hope.
If this road doesn't work, he can only find another way.
He thought of Murong Bo's evaluation of He Xie, and how He Xie had noticed his problem at a glance in the apricot grove that day. He looked at Wang Yuyan thoughtfully, bowed deeply for a long time, and said, "Miss Wang, if you want
It’s okay for Xiao Monk to let your cousin go, but..."
"Just what?" Wang Yuyan asked hurriedly.
"Yu Yan! You don't ask him!" Murong Fu yelled, "I don't allow you to ask him!"
Jiumozhi pointed out Rudian, quickly sealed Murong Fuya's acupuncture point, smiled contemptuously at him, then turned around and continued to say to Wang Yuyan: "It's just that you have to tell the young monk first, why did He Shaoxia teach you martial arts?"
Wang Yuyan said: "This is quite simple. Just like this, can you let your cousin go?"
Jiumozhi looked at Wang Yuyan speechlessly, "Girl, what good things are you thinking of?"
"Girl, please tell me the truth. The young monk has his own thoughts." He put his hands together in a polite way.
Wang Yuyan couldn't help but glance at her cousin and sighed.
Jiumozhi's words reminded her of what He Xie said to her at Wangjiang Tower in Wuxi. For a moment, she was filled with despair about her cousin's plan to restore the country.
But when he saw this look in Murong Fu's eyes, he was so jealous that he almost exploded with anger.
"He said that he thought I had outstanding aptitude, so he was willing to teach me martial arts." Wang Yuyan said, "But I'm afraid he was wrong. I've been practicing for so many days, and I haven't even mastered the Lingbo Weibu yet. When I met you,
I can't even hide."
"..." Jiumozhi's mouth twitched.
However, after getting along with her for more than ten days, he also knew this girl's temperament. She basically never changed her words from head to mouth.
"So, He Shaoxia accepted the girl as his disciple?" Jiumozhi asked, staring into Wang Yuyan's eyes.
"That's not true," Wang Yuyan shook her head.
"oh?"
Jiumozhi's eyes flashed, he looked at Murong Fu with a half-smile, and said in a meaningful tone: "The so-called fair lady, a gentleman likes to be jealous. It seems that it was Miss Wang's beauty that impressed He Shaoxia."
As soon as these words came out, Murong Fu's face immediately showed a look of deep humiliation.
On the other hand, Li Qingluo's eyes flashed and she looked at Wang Yuyan.
"Am I very beautiful?" Wang Yuyan said blankly, "I don't know, and he doesn't know either..."
Halfway through, Wang Yuyan suddenly remembered that she had promised not to tell others about He Xie's "face blindness", and she quickly stuck out her tongue, with a blush on her cheeks.
In the eyes of the other three people, this scene simply confirmed Jiumozhi's guess!
In the past, Murong Fu only felt that his cousin was pestering him all day long, which made him extremely annoyed. However, at this moment, when he found out that his cousin had a new love, he felt like a knife was twisting in his heart. The humiliation and anger were eroding and stinging his heart like poisonous weeds.
heart.
"Anyway, it's not because I'm beautiful." Wang Yuyan said softly, "He just wanted to teach me martial arts, so he did it."
"Haha, the movement skills that Miss Wang performed are very few that can be matched by all the Qing Kung sects in the world." Jiumozhi chuckled and already had a plan in his mind.
"Miss Wang, as long as you agree to accompany the young monk, the young monk will spare your cousin's life." Jiumozhi said.
"Where to go?" Wang Yuyan asked.
"You don't have to worry about that!" Jiumozhi smiled half-heartedly.
"Then when can I come back?" Wang Yuyan asked, "I promised him that I would practice the martial arts he taught me."
Wang Yuyan's original intention was that only if I fulfilled He Xie's request would he be willing to teach me the evil-fighting sword technique, so that I could help my cousin.
But she knew that her cousin was arrogant and would find it difficult to accept such charity, so she only spoke half of the words.
But this half is even more misleading.
Murong Fu on the side was roaring and cursing crazily in his heart, while Li Qingluo looked thoughtful.
"As little as ten days, as long as one month, the young monk will ensure that Miss Wang returns home safely." Jiumozhi said with a smile.
"Okay, I'll go with you." Wang Yuyan thought about it and agreed, as long as the great monk didn't embarrass her cousin.
Jiumozhi was overjoyed in his heart, but he kept his expression calm on the surface. He pointed a finger in the air and opened Li Qingluo's acupuncture points.
He smiled and clasped his hands together and said politely: "Mrs. Wang, the monk was forced by the situation and has offended me many times before. Please forgive me. Madam, don't worry, the monk will protect your beloved and will never let anyone touch a hair of hers.
"
Li Qingluo snorted coldly and looked at Wang Yuyan: "Yuyan, come here, mother has something to tell you."
Wang Yuyan walked over quickly.
Li Qingluo straightened her hair and said coldly: "It will be inconvenient for my daughter's family to travel around the country. Please change your clothes and leave soon. Ask Granny Ping if she wants more travel expenses. Don't make yourself miserable on the way."
"Yes, mother." Wang Yuyan said softly.
Li Qingluo sighed, and suddenly she lay down next to Wang Yuyan's ear and whispered: "Bring that He Xie back, show me, and tell her you want to see him."
"Ah?" Wang Yuyan's eyes widened with confusion on her face.
"Ah what?" Li Qingluo glared, "If you have to go, go quickly, there are some people that I don't even want to take a second look at!"
Of course he is talking about Jiumozhi.
At the same time, Huang Shang, far away in Tokyo, was also encountering the most dangerous crisis in his life.
Ding Chunqiu, the old man from Xingxiu, found him.