In the attic, there are countless bookshelves, each of which is full of scriptures, and in an open space in front of the east wall, Xiao Yuanshan is lying on the ground, his arms hanging low, and blood is constantly flowing in his mouth.

Murong Fu didn't see this, his eyes kept scanning the attic, and after he came in, he found that this was the Shaolin Temple Scripture Pavilion, that is, the place where the sweeping monks often lived.

"Daddy!" After Xiao Feng and Murong Bo came in, Xiao Feng hurriedly jumped to Xiao Yuanshan's side to check the injury, while Murong Bo said to Murong Fu, "Fu'er, move slowly." ”

"Oh?" Murong Fu retracted his gaze, "but why?"

Murong Bo always felt that this son was too alienated from him, and it seemed that he hadn't heard him call him "father" for a long time, and he sighed secretly in his heart, but at this moment, two figures fell into the pavilion one after another.

"Master!"

"Murong Gongzi!"

Murong Fu raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised, "Zhiruo, why are you here too?"

Li Mochou heard such an affectionate title, and couldn't help but glance at Zhou Zhiruo, and suddenly felt like a mirror in his heart, "I didn't expect that even this monk family member has not escaped his clutches." ”

Zhou Zhiruo glanced at Xiao Yuanshan's father and son, and said lightly, "I want to come and see." ”

Murong Fu knew in his heart, and when he saw that Murong Bo wanted to speak and stopped, he nodded and said, "Zhiruo is his own person." ”

Murong Bo seemed to think of something, laughed, and walked to Xiao Yuanshan.

"Hmph. Xiao Feng snorted coldly, stood up, and his body was surging with strength, ready to strike at any time.

"Xiao Gongzi doesn't have to be nervous, the old man has no malice. Murong Bo said with a smile.

"What do you want to say?" Xiao Feng asked.

Murong Bo didn't answer him, but looked at Xiao Yuanshan, "Brother Xiao, you are the head of the Liao State's forbidden army, even if the dynasty changes, your Xiao family's status in the Liao State is also light, Ling Lang is now the king of the Southern Courtyard of the Liao State, commanding nearly half of the soldiers and horses of the Liao State, what I said is wrong." ”

Xiao Feng didn't speak, Xiao Yuanshan struggled to sit up, and looked at Murong Bo hatefully, "Why did you design to frame me back then?"

Murong Bo sighed leisurely, "It's not a secret, my Murong family is a descendant of the Great Yan Dynasty, aiming to restore the country, thirty years ago, the Great Song Dynasty was strong, this is what I don't want to see, as a last resort, I can only lead foreign enemies to invade and weaken the strength of the Great Song Dynasty, but I can't lead the wolf into the room, all things considered, only the Great Liao is the most suitable." ”

"But since you Da Liao was defeated by the Jin State, you have been shrinking outside the pass, I thought about it, and chose you as the introduction, when the Empress Dowager Xiao of the Liao State was in charge, you are her most trusted person, if something happens to you, the Liao State will definitely raise troops to attack. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan suddenly realized.

But the world is impermanent, what the old man didn't expect was that not long after, the Mongolian cavalry swept the Central Plains, and the Great Song Dynasty bore the brunt, and the Liao State was controlled by Mongolia and had to send troops to deal with the Jin State. ”

When Zhou Zhiruo heard this, her good-looking eyebrows furrowed, she had always felt that Murong Fuzhi was ruling the world in order to save the world, but now that it came out of Murong Bo's mouth, it seemed that her taste had completely changed.

Xiao Feng said even more angrily, "I thought that the Murong family was chivalrous in the world, for the country and the people, but it turned out that the wolf was ambitious and wanted to steal the country, especially you, an old horseman, who had a vicious mind, and actually came up with such a vicious plan to calculate my family." ”

"Shut up, aren't you also a Khitan, what qualifications do you have to say that I am a master. Li Mochou stepped forward, and the sword of equality in his hand was about to move.

"Sorrow retreated. Murong Fu gently pulled Li Mochou behind him, glanced at Zhou Zhiruo, and said lightly, "Helping the common people is not a porridge and a penny that can make contributions, and those who achieve great things should be informal." ”

Zhou Zhiruo savored Murong Fu's words, there seemed to be infinite truth in them, but she didn't seem to say anything, but she remembered that this Xiao Feng father and son were Khitan people or Khitan nobles, even if the design was framed, it was nothing.

"My son is right. Murong Bo praised and said to Xiao Yuanshan, "Brother Xiao, now that you have seen this situation, how much do you think you may be revenged?"

"Ahem......" Xiao Yuanshan coughed up a mouthful of blood and snorted, "Don't be complacent, even if the old man dies, the old man has a son, and the son still has a son, my Xiao family will definitely fight with your Murong family endlessly, and there will always be a day of revenge." ”

"Brother Xiao is a little self-deceiving when he says this. Murong Bo sneered, "I'm afraid that it will be difficult for Xiao Gongzi to escape today, although your Xiao family is a big family, not everyone is willing to stand up for a person who died thirty years ago." ”

Xiao Yuanshan was silent, Murong Bo was right, thirty years ago, his family was killed and wounded, although he and Feng'er survived, but in fact they were dead in the eyes of the Liao people, Murong Bo's strategy was successful, but the Liao State did not send troops to attack, and I had to sigh that people went to tea and cool.

After a while, a hint of determination flashed in Xiao Yuanshan's eyes, "So what, my father and son fight to the death, and they can also pull one of you to Huangquan together." ”

"Hehe," Murong Bo sneered, "I said this to Brother Xiao to give you a chance to take revenge, since Brother Xiao doesn't want it, you can give it a try." ”

Murong Fu raised his eyebrows slightly, he had already roughly guessed Murong Bo's plan.

Xiao Yuanshan's heart moved when he heard this, "Less than one percent." ”

"Haha," Murong Bo smiled, "I'm afraid that Brother Xiao is still overestimated, and it is completely impossible for me to say that it is completely impossible, but if Brother Xiao can promise me a condition, the old man will kill himself with a knife, and give you back your life." ”

"What conditions?" Xiao Yuanshan hurriedly asked.

"It's very simple, for Ling Lang, it's just a matter of one sentence. Murong Bo smiled, "As long as Ling Lang agrees to lead his troops into the Central Plains and assist the Murong family in capturing the Great Song Dynasty, the old man will immediately return his life to you." ”

"No need," Murong Fu frowned, and said, "I have my own plans for the restoration of the country, I don't need you to exchange your life, and I can't trust this father and son." ”

Murong Bo waved his hand and glanced at Murong Fu deeply, "Fu'er, you are very good, I never dreamed that my Murong Bo's son would be so good, even compared to the ancestors of Dragon City, it is not much better." ”

"With your existence, the revival of Dayan is no longer far away, but as a member of the Murong family and your father, I must do something for you and for the Murong family. ”

Murong Fu was stunned for a moment, he somewhat understood Murong Bo's thoughts, but his goal was different from Murong Bo, to lead the Liao army to attack the Song Dynasty, which was not conducive to the righteousness, and the Liao State was already under the control of Mongolia, so he was afraid that if he lured the wolf into the house, the Murong family would fall into passivity.

Xiao Yuanshan was a little moved, but Xiao Feng said disdainfully, "Today I have gained knowledge, but this is absolutely impossible, not to mention whether I can lead the army into the Central Plains, even if I can come in, I will not make a move against the Han people." ”

Murong Fu said in a deep voice, "I won't agree to this matter, with the current strength of the Murong family, there is no need for the Liao army at all, and the introduction will only be too successful and more than defeated, and my father can't sacrifice his life for this." ”

Murong Bo ignored Murong Fu, just stared at Xiao Feng, "If there is chaos today, even if you don't attack the Central Plains, the people of the Great Song Dynasty are also living in dire straits, what's the difference?"

"The situation in the world is not something that I, Xiao Feng, can control alone, all I can do is to try my best to prevent the Liao army from stepping into the Central Plains and poisoning the Han people, that's all. Xiao Feng's two sentences were loud and sonorous, Xiao Yuanshan opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything more.

"Amitabha," suddenly, an old Buddha horn came, "Lord Xiao Shi is kind-hearted and has the world in mind, which is really admirable." ”

"Who's there!" Murong Bo, Zhou Zhiruo, and Li Mochou all turned their heads sharply and looked towards a corner.

Although Murong Fu didn't look back, he had already noticed that behind a bookshelf five zhang behind him, there was a vague aura, and he couldn't help but be taken aback, "Good guy, I've been looking for your location since I stepped into the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, but I didn't expect to be avoided by you." ”

Murong Fu turned around slowly, and a thin monk in a green robe came out from behind the bookshelf, holding a broom in his hand, bowing and sweeping the floor, and the few sparse long whiskers were already white.

Except for Murong Fu, everyone was surprised, if this old monk didn't say anything, everyone didn't notice that there was someone there, Xiao Yuanshan was just that, he was seriously injured, but the rest of the people were all extremely skilled, and they didn't even find out, how high is this old monk's martial arts?

"Alas," the old monk sighed, bent down to pick up a few books scattered on the ground, held them in the palm of his hand and blew them, put them back on the shelves, and sighed in his mouth, "You come and go, flip through the scriptures, but you don't know how to cherish the scriptures." ”

"How long have you been here?" Murong Bo asked in a cold voice, if this old monk had been here for a long time, wouldn't it have all fallen into his ears if he said it, and he could only kill people.

The old monk was stunned for a moment, his cloudy eyes rolled twice, and only after a while did he shake his head and say, "Forty-two, or forty-three years, it's been too long, I don't remember......"

Murong Bo flipped his wrist, a touch of strength was hidden in the palm of his hand, and he was about to make a move, Murong Fu's body flickered, stopped in front of him, and shook his head slightly.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps at the stairs, and after a while, several figures appeared in the attic, Xuan Cheng and Fang Zheng were impressively in the column, the two of them glanced around, and finally fell on the old monk, put their hands together, and bowed down, "Amitabha." ”

The old monk didn't see it, and while sweeping the floor, he read, "Almost thirty years ago, this old benefactor Xiao sneaked into the temple, peeked at the scriptures in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and found a copy of the 'robe to subdue the demons' and went away happily. ”

"The old monk saw that the old benefactor Xiao escaped into the magic barrier, and he couldn't bear it, so he put a 'Lotus Sutra' in the place where he often took the scriptures, hoping that the donor could turn back, but the old benefactor Xiao turned a blind eye to the true scriptures, and only had martial arts secrets in his heart. ”

When Xiao Yuanshan heard this, his face turned slightly pale, he didn't expect that over the years, what he thought he had done extremely hidden things would completely fall into the eyes of others, and he couldn't help but feel a little afraid.

"Twenty years ago," the old monk continued, "when this old Murong benefactor came to this pavilion, his demonic barrier was even deeper, and he actually copied all the stunts and secret books of the temple, thinking that he would bring them back to this Murong Xiao Shi for subjective reading." ”