Chapter 287 Killing men and robbing women, you have to thank me
Duan Yu was overjoyed.
"Master, you are back."
This boy only came back as an empty monk. The leader of the Xixia warriors below was nothing to worry about. Unexpectedly, someone suddenly pointed at his Yintang point. There was a pain in the middle of his eyebrows, his vision suddenly turned black, and he fainted.
"Master Duan..."
When Wang Yuyan saw this scene, she grabbed the clean underwear that she had barely put on and asked with a worried look on her face.
"What are you doing?!"
Chu Pingsheng ignored her, looked at the masked man on the first floor of the mill who looked over with hostility and said: "Murong Fu, you are hiding your head and showing your tail. Is it interesting?”
“Cousin?”
Wang Yuyan stared at the Xixia warrior on the first floor of the mill, unable to accept that he was Murong Fu’s Saying: "Monk, don't talk nonsense. How could my cousin send people to hunt us down?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the Xixia warrior on the first floor of the mill took off the black scarf covering his mouth and nose, revealing the handsome face she had longed for.
"Cousin, is it really you? Why...why?"
"Hmph! Why did I send people to kill you?" Murong Fu took a deep breath, his eyes darkened slightly, He said in a cold voice: "I see you are having a great time here with this perverted monk, master and disciple. Let's put on a show to entertain you."
"Cousin, no." Wang Yuyan saw her sweetheart misunderstanding and was anxious. I put on my clothes and went downstairs to explain, but because the movement range was too large, the poison of the sad breeze was not resolved, my limbs were sore and weak, and I fell down immediately.
Chu Pingsheng went over to help her and touched her bright wrist with his fingers. He felt it was so soft and slippery that it was embarrassing to hold it.
"You...don't touch me."
After all, it was Wang Yuyan. Even when she was angry, her words were soft and weak, with little strength.
“Monk, let her go.”
Murong Fu glared and spoke below. Seeing that the monk didn’t step on the void at all, he picked up the knife and walked up. Unexpectedly, he was greeted by a beam of sword energy. When it came, he turned his head to avoid it, and the wooden pestle that was holding the stone mortar behind him suddenly exploded.
Seeing a strand of green hair falling to the ground, Murong Fu touched his right hair, feeling awe-struck in his heart. The Six Meridians Divine Sword had completely different effects when Monk Kong was using it and when Duan Yu was using it.
Chu Pingsheng backed away from Murong Fu in shock, and concentrated on helping Wang Yuyan put on her underwear. He pressed the slanted skirt and smoothed out the wrinkles. Then he moved the ribbon to the left waist, tied a slip knot, and then went to get the red coat that the peasant girl had prepared for her.
"Cousin, look at him...come and save me...come and save me..."
Wang Yuyan didn't know how to explain to Murong Fu, so she kept saying She asked him to save people, but her cousin didn't move. She was so anxious that she almost cried.
“Yin Monk, let go of Miss Wang!”
A’Zhu and A Bi walked into the mill, but before they could meet Murong Fu, they hurriedly shouted to stop them.
"Noisy."
Chu Pingsheng didn't even raise his head. He flicked his finger, and a small stone flew out and hit Abiyun's door point. He was shocked and speechless.
"Her mother didn't say anything, what are you talking about?"
After the words fell, two women walked in outside. They were wearing goose yellow double-breasted long skirts, with their breasts half exposed. Li Qingluo, the former owner of Mantuo Villa, who is still as charming as ever, and Granny Yan, who has sharp eyes and a mean face.
“Mother?”
"Auntie, why are you here?"
Murong Fu and Wang Yuyan said at the same time. They never expected that Li Qingluo would leave Mantuo Villa and come to the Apricot Grove on the outskirts of Wuxi, although it was not far from Taihu Lake.
Li Qingluo glanced at Murong Fu but did not answer his question. She looked at Chu Pingsheng and said: "Yesterday you entered Mantuo Villa at night and left a letter asking me to meet here. You said that you are in the south of Dali Town. The king has something to discuss, and I almost fell into the hands of the Xixia warriors. Where is Duan Zhengchun? "
"Before answering your question, let's solve the problems left by history."
"Issues left over from history?"
"When I left Jiangnan last year, I said that I wanted you to do her work. It seems that you have turned a deaf ear to my words."
Murong Fu snorted coldly: "Why should I do this for you? What? God knows whether what you said is true or not."
"Master Xuanbei of Shaolin Temple, Ke Baisui of Funiu Sect, Sima Wei of Qingcheng Sect, Qin Boqi of Five Tigers Cutting Door Sword...all four of them. Who do you think killed them? Beiqiao Fengnan Murong, hehe, Murong Fu, you are far behind your father."
"You mean... My father killed these people?" Murong Fu said solemnly: "I also said that you killed them and deliberately put the blame on me."
"You lost five hundred thousand taels of silver because of the purchase of arms. , there was a big hole to be filled, and I had to go to Mantuo Villa to borrow money from Li Qingluo. Ke Baisui's family was rich. When he died, the money disappeared from the house. I think they should have entered through various channels. Your Shenhe Village.”
Murong Fu's face was ugly, because Monk Kong was absolutely right. He went to Mantuo Villa to borrow money and encountered a problem. Not long after that, a salt merchant from Huizhou came to make friends with the Murong family, and the marriage was resolved. Zhuang's urgent need.
"The Qingcheng faction and the Penglai faction are feuding. The death of Sima Wei can provoke a war between the two factions. The Qin family village of Five Tigers Cutting the Door is located in Yunzhou. It is the Longxing of your Murong clan's Yan Kingdom. In this land, once Qin Boqi died, the Qin family village would inevitably fall into internal strife due to legal issues, which would then spread to the Yunzhou Wulin. Besides, before Xuan Bei of Shaolin Temple was killed by his own famous stunt, there were traces of Yang Finger on his body. This is also the basis for Duan Zhengchun’s rumor that Duan Yanqing and I teamed up to kill Xuan Bei. Could it be that your father wanted to kill Xuan Bei with a yang finger to provoke a dispute between Tianlong Temple and Shaolin Temple? As a result, his Yangzhi is specious and not good enough, but Xuanbei is not bad at it. At the last moment, he found out his identity and had to kill him in a desperate move? "
Chu Pingsheng sneered: "As far as I know, Xuanbei is. Entrusted by the abbot of Shaolin, he has been investigating the mystery of your father's life and death. In other words, the people in Shaolin Temple suspect that your father is not dead. Maybe you don't know that Murong Bo is related to a martial arts case back then. There are endless disputes and wars in the martial arts community in the Central Plains, so that the Murong family can take advantage of the opportunity to regain the country, but they have made great efforts. Look, what have you done? "Murong Fu's body shook, and he looked at it. Lu was at a loss.
The above analysis is very accurate and reasonable. It is indeed Murong Bo’s style of conduct.
"Who are you? Who are you?!"
Chu Pingsheng did not answer this question, he chuckled: "If I said, I can make your father look at you with admiration, would you believe it?"
Abi was afraid that her young master would be obsessed with things, "Sir, don't listen to the rhetoric of the evil monk. He was the one who killed Brother Bao."
"Those who achieve great things don't stick to trivial matters, let alone Feng Bo evil and Bao Different, even if Gong Yeqian and Deng Baichuan are killed by me, it doesn't matter as long as I can help the Murong family recover."
Murong Fu glanced at Abi: "Your martial arts are indeed good. , but I don’t believe it to help me win my father’s approval.”
Everyone in Shenhe Village knew how high Murong Bo's expectations were for him and how strict his upbringing was. It was very difficult for a father to praise his son.
"Then let's make a bet. If I win, you give her to me. If I lose, I will take you to find Murong Bo unconditionally."
Everyone followed the monk's direction. .
"You..."
Abi was stunned for a moment before she realized that the monk was referring to her.
"Shameless lewd monk, you are dreaming!"
Chu Pingsheng smiled and said: "Whether I dream or not is not up to you, a maid, to say, it is up to him."
Murong Fu pondered. After a moment he replied: "Okay, I promise you."
"Master!"
A'Zhu exclaimed, and Abi's eyes turned red.
Wang Yuyan also had a look of astonishment on her face: "Cousin, how could you do this?"
Murong Fu narrowed his eyes and said, "It's just a monk, huh, I want to see how he can help me."
“Let’s talk about Duan Zhengchun now.” Chu Pingsheng looked at Li Qingluo: “Mrs. Wang, I said that I can let Duan Zhengchun stay in your Mantuo Villa forever and stay with you. Do you believe it or not?"
Li Qingluo ignored Murong Fu's cold face and sneered: "How is that possible!"
She, Gan Baobao, Qin Hongmian, Ruan Xingzhu, Dao Baifeng... So many women have failed to hold Duan Zhengchun's heart. Monk Kong can let that romantic guy stay by her side with all his heart?
Chu Pingsheng said: "We might as well make a bet, what do you think?"
"What kind of bet?"
"What I want, monk, you know better than anyone else."
Not only Li Qingluo knows it, but Wang Yuyan also knows it.
“Mother…”
"Okay!" Li Qingluo said firmly without even looking at her daughter: "If you can make Duan Zhengchun stay with me wholeheartedly, I will betroth my daughter to you."
Chu Pingsheng turned his head, Lifting Wang Yuyan's chin with his hand: "My parents ordered the matchmaker to say it, just like I said, it's not up to you whether you want me to participate in Happy Zen."
As he said that, he said to Abi Nunu: " You see, I have even chosen the maid to serve you. Regardless of the character of the monk, I am... attentive enough to you. "
"You... you... you... …”
Wang Yuyan’s eyes were filled with tears and she was about to cry.
Her cousin betrayed her in order to restore the country.
My mother also betrayed her for an old lover.
She really couldn't accept this development.
"Hmph." Murong Fu said, holding back his jealousy: "Monk, what's the use of just boasting about Haikou? Don't let the wind blow your tongue in the end."
Chu Pingsheng said: "Yes. What? I can get your share of the bet now.”
Murong Fu curled his lips in disbelief: "Impossible!"
Chu Pingsheng smiled at him.
(End of this chapter)