Siheyuan: Game of Red Dust

Chapter 308: The Sweeping Monk's Surname Returns to Murong

As soon as Xiao Yuanshan finished speaking, Xiao Feng became even more troubled. He couldn't bear to watch his father die. After pondering for a while, Xiao Feng suddenly thought of something and quickly turned around and asked Yun Que:

"Sir, do you have any way to treat my father's injuries?"

Yu Que suddenly smiled. Xiao Feng finally remembered himself. If an injury like this was thrown into the small world, Li Weidong could heal it by spending some of the world's origin. Was it really that difficult?

"Just focus on your revenge. I'll make arrangements when the time comes. Don't worry, it's just a minor injury that can be healed easily."

After saying this, Yunque smiled faintly, then turned and stared at the Sweeping Monk. She wanted to see if this person would still stop this matter.

After Li Weidong told him that the affairs of the Tianlong world were about Yunque, he became interested in this sweeping monk, but was also confused about him. Why was this sweeping monk's martial arts already at the pinnacle of this world, and why was he still interested in the affairs of Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo?

Shouldn't a master like this be contemplating martial arts or delving into Buddhist teachings every day, striving to reach a higher realm and transcend the limitations of heaven and earth? Why would he be concerned with such trivial matters while sweeping the floor and cleaning the Sutra Library every day?
Could this Sweeping Monk be Murong Longcheng's son or grandson? It's possible, otherwise he wouldn't have helped Murong Bo so much. Yes, in Yunque's opinion, the Sweeping Monk was only helping Murong Bo, otherwise he would have stopped the Yanmen Pass incident long ago, but he didn't. Furthermore, when Murong Bo stole the scriptures from Shaolin Temple, he didn't stop him either. This is a bit confusing. You say it was him. If he was from Shaolin Temple, he would definitely not let the 72 unique skills spread. Whether there were any traps in the 72 unique skills, they couldn't spread them either. But when Murong Bo stole the scriptures, he didn't even try to stop him. He only helped Murong Bo. They selected the appropriate Buddhist scriptures.

As for Xiao Yuanshan, it was an accident. If it was Murong Bo's work, he would definitely stop Xiao Feng from killing Murong Bo. If not, there would be nothing to do. To recruit two martial arts masters for Shaolin Temple is also a possibility, but the possibility is very small. After all, the higher the martial arts, the longer the lifespan. With the martial arts of the Sweeping Monk, he will definitely live much longer than Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo, so there is no need to recruit them for Shaolin Temple.

After all, Shaolin Temple is already a top force in the martial arts world. Recruiting Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo will not bring much improvement to Shaolin Temple. Although its influence will definitely be improved a lot, it is not Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo who increase the influence, but himself.

There is also the risk of backlash. After all, Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo are enemies. If Xiao Yuanshan comes to his senses, he will definitely attack Murong Bo again. This hatred cannot be let go. It would be better if no one mentions it. If someone mentions it again and Xiao Yuanshan hears it, he will come to his senses and it will definitely cause a dispute.

Yunque just stood there, watching quietly, trying to figure out who the Sweeping Monk was and what his purpose was.
After hearing what Yunque said, Xiao Feng walked towards Murong Bo. The Sweeping Monk also heard what Yunque said. His pupils shrank and he was a little bit unbelievable. How could this woman talk about such an injury so lightly, and Xiao Feng actually believed it.

When Xiao Feng walked past the Sweeping Monk, the Sweeping Monk did not move. But when Xiao Feng was about to kill Murong Bo, whose arm was crippled, Murong Fu rushed over. Although he had been acupunctured, his father was in danger, so he had to rush over to save his father.

Xiao Feng kicked Murong Fu away and swung a palm towards Murong Bo's head. The result was not beyond Yunque's expectation. He was stopped by the Sweeping Monk again.

Xiao Feng, however, was a bit furious and was about to attack again when Yun Que called him back. After calling Xiao Feng back, Yun Que stepped out, clapped his hands, and asked the Sweeping Monk, "I'm suddenly very curious. A strong man like you shouldn't be meditating and seeking enlightenment, continuing to study Buddhism or martial arts? You've already reached the limits of this world. Breaking through them won't be easy. Why are you still interested in these trivial matters?"

Well, let me guess, is your last name Murong too?"

Yunque Qiao looked at the Sweeping Monk with interest, waiting for his answer. She suddenly became very interested in this matter. Would it be as she guessed?

As for Murong Bo, Yun Que didn't take him seriously. Even if the Sweeping Monk stopped Xiao Feng, could he really stop him? Now that he had mastered the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art, he was worried about having no opponents to practice with. In the zombie world, only the old witch Cixi could fight him. But Cixi was a ghost, not a physical body, so the fight wouldn't be very satisfying. The Sweeping Monk, on the other hand, was human, one of the top powerhouses in the Tianlong World. He had already reached the peak of the Tianlong World's regulations and was just one step away from breaking through the Tianlong World's restrictions and becoming a boundary breaker.

Although he is definitely not a match for Yun Que, after all, the origin of the world of Tianlong cannot be compared with the small world, and the restrictions he set cannot reach the realm of immortals at all, but being able to compete with Yun Que is also a good thing for Yun Que, who is a member of the witch clan.

The Sweeping Monk's pupils shrank. He didn't expect this woman to be so smart. He didn't hide it. After all, he knew that this woman was not simple when he sensed the aura of Yun Que. Her fighting power was even between his and his, or even higher than his. Lying to such a strong person would be a sign of disrespect.

"Amitabha, benefactor, I no longer remember my secular name, but I still have some recollection of my surname, which is Murong. So, Murong Bo should be considered my nephew, so..."

The Sweeping Monk also directly admitted that his surname was Murong. Although he did not say anything else, everyone present knew that this meant that he was related to the Murong family and he definitely could not watch Murong Bo kill him here.

"So you are also a descendant of the Murong family. No wonder you saved Murong Bo. But I don't understand. You are Murong Bo's uncle, why didn't you remind him when Murong Bo was practicing the 72 unique skills?" Yu Que asked the Sweeping Monk curiously.

"Amitabha, I have been a Buddhist for decades and rarely care about secular matters. I would not care about Murong Bo's life or death."

The Sweeping Monk closed his eyes and said in a deep voice.

(End of this chapter)