Transmigrating into Murong Fu, may you have many children and much happiness.

Chapter 360 Seeking a Master Teacher

Speaking of Lin Xian'er and venereal disease.

Murong Fu suddenly thought of the young man who had started to develop inflammation a month ago.

You Longsheng!

Murong Fu suddenly realized, where did You Longsheng go? Could it be...?

In the original story, after You Longsheng left Xingyun Manor, he was unfortunately arrested by the Great Joyful Bodhisattva and taken as her male concubine.

After that, he cosplayed Beta driving a tank every day, which was like living a life worse than death.

Thinking of this, Murong Fu suggested to Sun Xiaohong that they look for traces of You Longsheng and the Great Joyful Female Bodhisattva.

Sun Xiaohong asked him what he was going to do, but Murong Fu couldn't help but smile.

Although she didn't receive a reply from Murong Fu, Sun Xiaohong could tell at a glance that her husband was about to cause trouble again.

Soon, the conference hall next to Xingyun Manor was built. When it opened, it was a grand affair with gongs and drums, firecrackers, red flags waving, and crowds of people.

Lin Xianji stood on the second floor, striking poses like a socialite.

The men in the audience were captivated by Lin Xian'er and immediately rushed to the counter to apply for cards and top up their accounts.

The current popularity made Lin Xian'er feel that she was still the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world, possessing the charm to turn the world upside down with every move.

But when he looked at Murong Fu, who was watching the hot woman at the entrance of Xingyun Manor, a hint of apprehension flashed in his eyes.

She was rejected by Afei, who blamed it all on Murong Fu setting a trap.

It was precisely because of this that Lin Xian'er did not despair of her own charm. But it was also precisely because of this that her fear of Murong Fu reached its peak.

At this moment, she no longer dared to disobey Murong Fu, but she was always looking for an opportunity to kill him.

In Lin Xian'er's view, she was being patient and waiting for an opportunity to bring down Murong Fu.

Half a month later, Murong Fu was half asleep on a rattan chair.

It is now spring, and although there is still a chilly spring breeze, the sharpness and severity of winter have disappeared.

Sun Xiaohong walked to Murong Fu's side, shook his shoulder, and then lay down on the empty rattan chair next to him, saying, "Husband, we've found the whereabouts of You Longsheng and that Great Joyful Bodhisattva. How did you know they were together?"

Sun Xiaohong was very puzzled. One of these two was the master of Cangjian Manor, and the other was the ruler of Miaojiang; one was a righteous young master, and the other was a demoness from a demonic sect.

How did these two people, who shouldn't have had any interaction, end up together?

Murong Fu said, "Your husband knows how to calculate."

Where are they?

Sun Xiaohong said, "They're almost in Baoding, it seems like they're coming for you."

Murong Fu was taken aback, then said, "That's right. Everyone knows that I killed the Five Poison Child, so it's only natural that she'd seek revenge."

In the original story, Li Xunhuan killed the Five Poisons Child, but the Great Joyful Bodhisattva only found him in the Central Plains two years later...

Murong Fu immediately understood. In the original story, Li Xunhuan had been pretending to be a drunkard for the past two years, living a life of debauchery. It was probably because the Great Joyful Bodhisattva couldn't find him that it had been dragging on for so long.

On the contrary, he was a well-known figure in the martial arts world, so the other party could directly seek revenge against him.

Sun Xiaohong said, "Not only that, she heard that you are the invincible master of the world, and she thinks that her martial arts are even better, so she wants to come and have a match with you."

Murong Fu hadn't expected this, and upon hearing Sun Xiaohong bring it up, he nodded and said, "That makes sense."

He then got up from the wicker chair and said, "Xiao Hong, tidy up."

Sun Xiaohong, who had just lain down for a short while, asked, "What?"

Murong Fu said, "I'm going to meet this so-called female bodhisattva!"

Sun Xiaohong went to pack her bags, while Murong Fu went to Lin Shiyin's room.

After knocking, Lin Shiyin's languid voice came from inside: "Who is it?"

"Yinzi, open the door. Daddy."

As soon as Murong Fu finished speaking, he heard light footsteps coming from inside the house. After approaching, Lin Shiyin opened the nanmu door and said, "Young Master Murong, what is it now? But please be respectful before you speak."

Murong Fu said, "This time it's not about the two of us, but about Xiaoyun."

Although Xiaoyun's martial arts skills were crippled by Li Xunhuan, the young man was still very clever.

She's handsome and has an outstanding presence; it's not good for her to just stay at home all the time. I'm going to find her a mentor.

Lin Shiyin asked, "May I ask which master it is? If you want Xiaoyun to learn some skills... wouldn't you be a suitable candidate, Young Master Murong?"

Murong Fu waved his hand and said, "Xiao Yun's martial arts have been crippled, so it's really not suitable for her to learn kung fu here now."

Call Xiaoyun over; I want to ask his opinion. If he agrees, we'll set off today.

Lin Shiyin nodded thoughtfully.

In less than half an hour, Murong Fu set off with Sun Xiaohong and Long Xiaoyun.

With Murong Fu's knowledge and eloquence, it was as easy as playing a game to fool the mother and son.

While on the eagle's back, Sun Xiaohong complained to Murong Fu, "Why didn't you tell me you had a secret technique? I would have brought more clothes..."

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Murong Fu patted her head and said, "Don't worry, you'll be back soon. What clothes do you need?"

This was Long Xiaoyun's first time riding a giant eagle into the sky. Although he was cunning, he was still only a twelve or thirteen-year-old child. At this moment, he clung tightly to the eagle's wings, his lips were ashen, and his face was deathly pale. He dared not utter a single word.

Before long, they arrived at a dilapidated temple on the outskirts of northern Shaanxi.

The giant eagle landed silently on a wasteland outside the dilapidated temple.

Murong Fu carried Sun Xiaohong down from behind the giant eagle, while Long Xiaoyun went limp and collapsed to the ground, vomiting.

Murong Fu shook his head, thinking that Long Xiaoyun's martial arts were now crippled, and even with her own true energy to shield her from the strong wind, she was still struggling to ride the giant eagle.

Sun Xiaohong disliked this brooding, brooding child from the start and didn't give him a second glance. Instead, she became somewhat interested in the dilapidated temple in front of her, sniffed the strange smell, and said, "What's that smell? It smells so good!"

Murong Fu said, "It's fried chicken, and the way it's cooked is indeed quite good."

He then turned to Long Xiaoyun and said, "You're in luck. You're so young, yet you already know to empty your stomach first. You have a bright future."

Long Xiaoyun's face was deathly pale. She didn't want to say anything and just silently walked behind Murong Fu, wanting to see what kind of master he had found for her.

As Long Xiaoyun approached the dilapidated temple, she could faintly hear bursts of laughter from both men and women, which only deepened her suspicions.

The dilapidated temple had no door.

Long Xiaoyun seemed to freeze as soon as she reached the door.

He had never seen so many, so fat women. The number of fat women he had ever seen in his entire life was less than half of what he had seen now.

There were about a dozen women sitting in the room. They were all sitting on the floor because no matter how big the chair was, they couldn't fit in it, and even if they did, the chair would break.

But no one can call them pigs, because pigs as fat as them are very rare in the world, and no pig eats as much as they do.

As Long Xiaoyun stood blankly at the door, a large plate of fried chicken was just served, and the dozen or so fat women were eating it together.

He unconsciously took a deep breath; it really smelled delicious.