"How is Mr. Lin's head injury?"

Murong Fu stood next to Lin Zhennan and asked with concern on his face.

Lin Zhennan, who was covered in flesh and blood, had multiple fractures, and his eyes and throat were sealed, heard this and reluctantly opened his eyes: "It's Mr. Murong. I have to thank you for rescuing our couple. It seems that my old bones are useless, even if they are well taken care of,

If you are injured, you will never be able to fight anyone again."

"You old man, you are so injured, and you still want to fight with someone!" Mrs. Lin on the side laughed and scolded, but her eyes were full of concern. Her injuries were much lighter, at least her eyes were not high.

Swelling.

The other party actually recognized me?

Murong Fu nodded slightly, secretly thinking that Lin Zhennan ran an escort agency and traveled around the world. Naturally, he had to know the forces in the world. He had some influence in Jiangnan, so it was not surprising that he knew them.

Looking at Lin Zhennan who was lying on the wooden board with wooden strips tied to the broken bones of his hands and feet, Murong Fu continued: "Fu is also somewhat knowledgeable in medical skills. He asked me to perform acupuncture on the chief escort. Maybe I can still practice martial arts in the future.

."

"Really!" Lin Zhennan almost sat up in excitement, but lay back down halfway.

"Don't get excited yet. I'll give it a try, but I can't guarantee it absolutely." Murong Fu looked at everyone in Huashan again, "Can you please carry the head of the chief escort into the house?"

Everyone in Huashan happily found the manager of the Liu Mansion, carried Lin Zhennan and his wife into the house, and placed them in two rooms.

when--

At this time, a crisp sound came from the field, and Murong Jiu finally struck a palm across Yu Canghai's sword, breaking it in the middle.

All the guests were stunned and fell silent for a moment.

Use your fleshy palm to break the Qingcheng leader's sword, which is protected by his true energy. How hard does this hand have to be?

Liu Zhengfeng quickly stepped forward to smooth things over, persuading him from left to right.

"I don't care. It depends on what Master Yu thinks." Murong Jiu said calmly.

Yu Canghai's expression was gloomy and he suddenly raised his voice and said, "Is Mr. Murong determined to protect the Lin family and is at odds with my Qingcheng faction?"

Stopping walking towards the house, Murong Fu turned around: "I said, this is just my sister's personal action, but if Master Yu doesn't feel that she is instigating it, I have nothing to say and just take it as such.

It was my command."

Feeling that he had been tricked, Yu Canghai's anger surged: "Can you protect the Lin family for a while, or can you protect the Lin family for the rest of your life?"

"Oh?" Murong Fu looked at him with a half-smile on his face, "Does Master Yu mean by these words to remind me that I should cut off the roots to avoid future troubles?"

"You!" Yu Canghai's voice trembled, he tossed his sleeves and left first, "Let's go!"

He was really a little scared. Thinking from his perspective, if he were Murong Fu? The probability of finding an opportunity to surrender secretly was definitely very high.

The Qingcheng disciples looked at each other and quickly followed their master, leaving Liu Mansion one after another.

Murong Fu sneered and walked into the house to heal Lin Zhennan and his wife.

"Dad? Please open Mr. Lin's acupuncture points quickly!"

After Yue Buqun finished reminiscing with Tianmen and others, when he came back, his daughter pulled him and asked him to relieve his acupuncture points.

At this time, Lin Pingzhi was still hit by Murong Fu's previous acupuncture points. The ones he pretended to forget were not untied. Although Lin Pingzhi could barely stand, he could not walk. His legs were weak and he would fall down as soon as he walked.

"kindness!"

Yue Buqun raised his hand and clicked it, and then his expression was startled? He didn't even untie it!

"Dad, let me tell you..."

Yue Lingshan looks very happy? She will tell in detail the story of "Elder Brother's Heroic Rescue of the Beauty".

"No need, I already know." Yue Buqun raised his hand to stop him, then looked at Linghu Chong. "Chong'er did a good job this time, but he caused trouble for no reason. He had a conflict with the Qingcheng faction, so we should take this as a warning.

"

Linghu Chong on the side first grinned, then lowered his face and lowered his head in silence.

"Don't worry about Chong'er. You also know your master's temperament. He is actually afraid that something will happen to you." Ning Zhongze hurriedly went over to comfort him.

Purple air flashed across Yue Buqun's face, and he tapped Lin Pingzhi's lumbar acupoint again with one finger.

He wants to forcefully open this blocked acupuncture point!

"Dad, Mr. Xiao Lin is so pitiful. Why don't you accept him as your disciple?" Yue Lingshan blinked her eyes, turning on the cutesy mode.

Yue Buqun was unable to speak while activating the Zixia magical power to charge the acupoints...

"Dad, Mr. Lin is really pitiful. He is like this because... he is fighting against injustice. Didn't you teach us to be chivalrous?" Yue Lingshan continued to act cute.

Yue Buqun glanced at Lin Pingzhi and increased his energy input.

For this kind of thing, the disciple has to ask for it first, right? Then he pretends to make things difficult for him, seeing how pitiful and sincere he is, and finally accepts it?

Yue Buqun secretly calculated in his heart.

Lin Pingzhi felt a strong energy injected from somewhere in his lower back, and then hit a certain acupuncture point like a wave, causing him some pain.

"Do you want to become a disciple?"

He hesitated for a moment. Originally, he wanted to become a disciple of the head of Huashan, but when he thought that the other party had not agreed to accept him, he felt a little unreasonable to ask rashly.

Moreover, the martial arts of the leader of the Huashan Sect does not seem to be very high. The acupuncture points that Master Murong tapped casually did not open for so long...

He then thought of Mr. Murong's cousin, a mere girl who was less than ten years old, who could actually tie with the head of Qingcheng. Of course, he didn't have enough eyesight to tell the winner, but he knew that at least the girl was not defeated.

, otherwise Yu Canghai would not leave just like that.

Even my cousin's martial arts is like this, so what about the master's own martial arts?

"Well... my parents are still here, and I would like to ask their opinion on this matter." Lin Pingzhi said hesitantly.

I couldn't help but feel a little uneasy in my heart. Will this offend the leader of Huashan? Probably not. After all, they haven't shown any intention of accepting me, and they are a "gentleman's sword". How can they be angry over such a trivial matter.

A ray of purple energy flashed across Yue Buqun's face, and with a push of his hand, something in Lin Pingzhi's body seemed to make a "pop" sound, and finally the acupuncture point was opened.

Slowly finishing the exercise, Yue Buqun's uncertain expression was completely covered by the purple energy, and there was no trace of happiness or anger.

He sent his daughter and second disciple Laudeno to Fuzhou in advance to investigate the news. He also got the idea of ​​the Lin family's traditional martial arts "Evil Sword Manual". This feeling of "prey" slipping away from his hand when he was about to get it was extremely uncomfortable.

Make him vomit blood.

Fortunately, there is still a chance, so let's listen to what his parents said. He is the head of Huashan, is it difficult to accept a disciple?

The fight between Yu Canghai and Murong Jiu was over. The guests who had eaten and drank enough were arranged to go to their own rooms to rest. Those who were bored simply stayed to watch the fun.

After waiting for a while, Lin's father called his son Lin Pingzhi to go in, and everyone filed in, wanting to see the results of the treatment.

After all, when we rescued people before, we carried them back. We couldn't lift our hands and feet at all, and the people were almost useless.

At this time, Father Lin was leaning against the pillow and could sit up on his own without using any external force. The bruises on his eyes were gone and he could open them normally. Everyone was amazed when they saw him.

However, the broken bones would not heal so quickly for a while, and the limbs were tied tightly, which looked a bit funny.

Then I heard him say: "Ping'er, I have discussed with your mother and asked you to become a disciple of Mr. Murong and learn from him. The young master of our bodyguard bureau will buy half of the shares. From now on, the bodyguard bureau will be protected by his disciples.

By hiring some escorts, we can revive the 'Fuwei Escort Agency'. The legacy left by our ancestors cannot be lost to our generation."

Lin Zhennan's voice was full of emotion, and his eyes were a little moist. Unexpectedly, things took a turn for the worse and "Fuwei Escort Agency" could be brought back to life.

Although Mr. Murong also took the opportunity to use the escort agency to extend his power and influence, only when he made a request in this way did he feel more at ease. Otherwise, why would they help you in vain?

Coupled with the fact that his son is his apprentice, he believes that the cooperation between the two parties will be very pleasant. He will recuperate himself and use his contacts to reopen the escort route, so that he can sit back and relax and spend his old age in peace.

As for the revenge of the Qingcheng faction? After cooperation and the protection of the disciples of the Murong family, there is no need to worry.

It was not that he had not considered the head of Huashan, but he rejected it in an instant.

In the Southern Song Dynasty, this was my son's familiar hometown, and the Murong family was famous, so why bother leaving the home for the near and far away? Besides, the Huashan sect was located in the Liao and Jin Kingdoms. He didn't know which country specifically. In short, it was abroad. This point was straightforward.

Mark the Huashan option ××.

Lin Pingzhi raised his head and saw Murong Fu looking at him with a smile. He quickly knelt down and kowtowed: "Master, please accept me as my disciple."

Murong Fu waited for him to kowtow three times, and then used the "Crane Control Technique" to help him up: "I will accept you as an entry-level disciple for the time being. When I return to Shenhe Village, I will officially accept you as my direct disciple."

"Yes, Master!"

Lin Pingzhi answered simply and forcefully. He felt an invisible force lifting him up, and his heart was even more happy and shocked. This master was right!

"Congratulations, Young Master Xiao Lin." Although Yue Lingshan was a little regretful that he didn't become her junior brother, she was also happy for him, so she didn't have to feel like a big stone was weighing on her heart.

Yue Buqun said "congratulations" depressedly along with everyone at the side, thinking in his mind how to obtain the "Evil Sword Manual" and carry forward the Huashan Sect.

Murong Fu smiled and returned the greetings one by one. However, although he looked happy on the surface, he was actually mixed with joy and sorrow inside. Although this feeling of ending up personally was not bad, it also put him at greater risk of exposure.

It should be fine...

By the way, in the future, we will increase the training of Lin Pingzhi, let him break out early and attract firepower for himself.

Think about it, your family is ruined and almost wiped out, and then once you become a master of martial arts, you take revenge and revive the ancestral escort agency, it is best to win a beautiful woman, a perfect template for the protagonist.

Well...we still need a beauty, so we are looking for someone to arrange it for him.

By the way, there is a ready-made one in the world of "Swordsman", and of course it's not Yue Lingshan, but Qu Feiyan. This little girl will soon die at the hands of Fei Bin of the Songshan sect, so it can be considered as a good use.

After thinking about it, Murong Fu couldn't help but feel very good.
To be continued...