Jiumozhi flipped through the contents of "Nian Huazhi" and other entries, and was disappointed to find that what was recorded above was not as complete as what he had mastered.

The wooden box from the Beggar Clan "is missing the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms and the Dog-beating Stick Technique, which is a pity."

Jiumozhi's head was full of black lines. This library was really... He seemed to understand why Murong Fu was so generous. There was nothing in it!

wrong!

Jiumozhi suddenly remembered that Murong Fu had just used Yiyang Finger. How could there be no Yiyang Finger in this library? Unless there is another mystery!

When the ancients built a library, they naturally would not put martial arts secrets outside so easily. So, Jiumozhi searched up and down carefully, and squatted down to carefully examine the ground, but he did not find any mechanism.

.

He squatted in front of the bookshelf, holding the scroll of Shaolin's special skills in his hands, and found strangely that the entries added at the back of the Shaolin scroll were a bit fresh!

"Is there anyone else adding content to these secret books? Who is this person, Murong Fu or..." Jiumozhi thought of this, and suddenly felt something strange behind him. He turned around and saw that he was alone.

When to stand behind him.

"Master Jiumo, what are you looking for?" Murong Fu lit several bronze crane oil lamps and asked with a smile.

Jiumozhi breathed a sigh of relief, he thought it was Murong Bo who appeared!

With some embarrassment, he sorted out the messy scrolls on the ground and put them back into the wooden box, but he apologized without changing his face: "I am really ashamed that this poor monk was in a hurry."

"Master, are you looking for the secret book of Yi Yang Finger?"

Jiumozhi was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Murong Fu to say it directly. Then he smiled again and said: "Ashamed, ashamed! To be honest, the greatest wish of this poor monk is to collect all the martial arts secrets in the world and learn them all. In the Central Plains

There are several great skills, and Yiyang Finger is one of them. When the poor monk saw little benefactor Murong perform Yiyang Finger before, he thought he learned it from this pavilion."

Murong Fu shook his head and said with a smile: "Master Jiumo, you are overthinking. What I have collected in Shi Shui Pavilion are all second- and third-rate martial arts in the world. There is only one entry for the real stunts. Otherwise,

Even if it is incomplete, I am also very distressed..."

"Then your Excellency..." Jiumozhi hesitated, his eyes constantly looking at Murong Fu.

"Master, I'm honest, and I won't hide it either. My yang finger comes from the Great Confucianism."

"What? Dali's Duan family is actually willing to teach you Yang Finger?" Jiumozhi said with a surprised look on his face.

Murong Fu chuckled and said a little embarrassedly: "There are many people in Dali who know Yiyang finger. I don't know if the person who taught me Yiyang finger is Duan's. But he is very kind-hearted and we hit it off right away.

By chance, he taught me one and a half moves."

"Oh? There is such a strange person in the world?" Jiumozhi raised his eyebrows with a look of surprise on his face, "What does this person look like? I am actually interested in making friends with him."

Murong Fu patted Jiumozhi on the shoulder with an "I understand you" expression.

Jiumozhi was a little uncomfortable with it, but he couldn't refuse Murong Fu for fear that he would not reveal the information to him.

"That man is a young prince. He often wears white clothes. He is also a talented person, elegant and gentle as jade." Murong Fu had not met Duan Yu yet, but this did not affect his description of this handsome guy.

"I wonder if there is a portrait, so that the poor monk can have a taste of this young master?" Jiumozhi was even more ruthless. This was to target him accurately.

Murong Fu shook his head, "Of course there is no portrait, but in my opinion, the young master's status in Dali is extraordinary. Dali is not a big place. If the master wants to see him, he should set off for Dali now.

That’s all.”

Just when Jiumozhi was about to agree, he rolled his eyes and kept his mouth shut, thinking that he was almost fooled by this kid.

"Whether Master goes to Dali or not, I'm going to take a break anyway."

What? He is also going to Dali? Jiumozhi looked at Murong Fu in surprise. Did he really learn his yin finger from that Dali prince?

Hmm... After thinking about it for a while, Jiumozhi thought, anyway, there is nothing to gain in Shi Shui Pavilion. Only Murong Fu can use this Yang Finger, he knows the mental formula but refuses to tell him

, I can’t do anything about it...

That's right! Jiumozhi had an idea, clasped his hands and said, "Since little donor Murong knows this Yang Finger, why not also tell the poor monk about it?"

He turned around, pointed at the Shaolin wooden box and said: "The poor monk saw that most of the Shaolin scrolls in the pavilion are empty records, but the poor monk knows a few things. If Murong's little benefactor is willing, the poor monk can help the Murong family

Fill in the gaps."

Here, this guy wants to make a deal with me! This deal is actually not a loss. Jiumozhi is a martial arts fanatic. He will do anything for the secrets of martial arts. But if you make a deal with him like this, what will happen later?

The plan soon fell through?

Without this troublemaker to go to Dali to attract the attention of those people and promote the development of the plot, how could I fish in troubled waters?

Murong Fu said with a bitter look on his face: "Master, although Murong Fu also wants to fulfill the last wishes of his ancestors, I have always been open and honest in my life - I promised that young master that I would never teach this Yang Finger to anyone."

The third person, so, Master, I’m sorry.”

Jiumozhi twitched the corner of his mouth and thought to himself, it would be great if this kid was as shameless as his father. He didn't expect him to be so upright (rigid). There is no way to use coercion or inducement. It seems that he can only go to Dali!

After leaving the Huanshi Shui Pavilion, Jiumozhi and Murong Fu had snacks together. They went to Murong Bo's grave and felt "sad". He said that he had something to do and wanted to leave first.

Looking at his retreating figure, the corner of Murong Fu's mouth curled up.

"I don't believe you won't be fooled!"

"Young Master!" Abi came up and said a little puzzled, "The master said that Shi Shui Pavilion cannot reveal this to others easily. How could the Young Master..."

Murong Fu glanced at Abi and saw that she had a worried look on her face, like a housekeeper. She was about the same age as A'Zhu, and she was also pure and beautiful. But A'Zhu would not come to ask these questions, but A Bi

It's actually quite cute this way.

Murong Fu was in a good mood and wanted to tease the little girl. He deliberately said with a straight face: "What? Are you going to interfere in whatever decision I, the master, make?"

Abi shivered in fright and shrank her neck back, like a frightened little sparrow.

"Abi, I don't dare..."

"Huh! Why don't you accept the punishment obediently!" Murong Fu said with a stern voice.

Abi remained silent and stood upright in front of Murong Fu, closing her eyes, not knowing what kind of punishment she would receive!

The young master is so cruel!

Abi was thinking in her mind, and suddenly felt her cheek being pinched gently. When she opened her eyes, she saw the young master looking at him with a smile, his eyes full of teasing.

"Haha, stupid girl, I'm just teasing you! I have my own considerations, you don't have to worry."

"Well, Master..." Abi pouted, blushed, and whispered, "Sir, good or bad..."

After saying that, he ran away shyly.

Murong Fu chuckled, thinking that the little girl's breath control was not bad.

A'Zhu, who was standing not far away, rolled his eyes and said, "You know how to bully this little girl."

After Murong Fu woke up from a serious injury and fell into a coma, he really became a different person. Murong Fu, who had always been unsmiling in front of them in the past, actually made fun of himself and teased Abi.

A'Zhu shook his head and said: "Sir, everything you want is ready. Do you really want to go to Dali?"

Murong Fu looked at A'Zhu and thought that this girl is really smart. He just asked him to prepare some things, and she guessed that she was going to travel far away. The information about going to Dali should have been learned from his conversation with Jiumozhi.

Know.

Murong Fu nodded solemnly, "My injury is no longer serious. This trip to Dali is very important, and I will leave tomorrow."

A'Zhu opened her lips slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end no sound came out. She didn't want the young master to return to the same busy and busy state again.

The next day, at the Taihu Ferry, A'Zhu and Abi came to see off Murong Fu. On this trip, he rejected A'ZHU's suggestion to bring four bodyguards with him. Although those four guys were not bad at martial arts, they were not economical lamps.

This time when I went to Dali, I wanted to keep a low profile. If I took these four guys with me, they would probably be recognized even from a distance.

As the saying goes, you can make a fortune by muttering. Murong Fu wanted to steal a chicken...

"A'Zhu, A Bi, take care of Yanziwu for me. I'll be back in half a month at most!"

Murong Fu sat on the big boat and waved goodbye to the two of them.
Chapter completed!