Duan Yu traveled with Murong Fu all the way to Jiangnan. The scenery in Jiangnan is naturally very different from that in southern Xinjiang.

If he was asked to practice martial arts, he would naturally refuse. But when Murong Fu talked about the prosperity of Jiangnan literary style and the stories of talented men and beauties, Duan Yu had no immunity.

"If you don't take a look at Jiangnan in this life, no matter how many books you read, it will be useless." Murong Fu's words hit the mark in Duan Yu's mind.

He thought to himself that it didn't matter whether he learned martial arts or not, but it would be a wonderful thing to go out and see the scenery of Jiangnan.

"Mr. Murong, the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is so beautiful and picturesque! No wonder the ancients often said that the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is new every season, and Dali is like spring all the year round, but it lacks a lot of changes."

When Duan Yu was in Dali, he read poems and articles by his predecessors, and was deeply attracted by the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River. At this moment, he followed Murong Fu to the shore of Taihu Lake. Seeing the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River, and hearing the sound of singing orioles and dancing birds, he couldn't help but feel drunk.

Already.

Gradually, a small boat came closer. I saw the girl on the small boat with a pair of slender hands and skin as bright as jade, which reflected the green waves, making it seem as if they were transparent.

Duan Yu couldn't help but look at her a few more times, wondering if all these Jiangnan women were as gentle as jade...

I don’t know if she had a connection with him, but the woman actually looked over here. The boat rolled to the shore, and the woman smiled and said: "Sir, you are back!"

Her speaking voice is very sweet and clear, which makes people feel indescribably comfortable.

Duan Yu saw that this girl was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a gentle face and delicate body. He was so excited that he couldn't care less about what she was asking. He couldn't help but said infatuatedly: "A girl from the south of the Yangtze River.

So beautiful!”

The woman then looked away from Murong Fu. When she saw Duan Yu's appearance, she couldn't help but cover her face with her sleeves and said with a smile: "Master, who is this master?"

This person was naturally Abi. It turned out that since Murong Fu left, she had been boating on the lake every day, and she only waited for Murong Fu to return one day and be able to take him back to the village in person.

Murong Fu looked at Abi. After not seeing him for several months, this girl seemed to be a little brighter again. He also smiled and said: "This young master, he is Dali..."

Duan Yu hurriedly said: "My name is Duan Yu, I am from Dali country. May I ask what I call the girl?"

Seeing Duan Yu's dull scholar look, Abi couldn't help but smile again, "Ah, I am the little girl who serves the young master to play the piano and flute. My name is Abi. Mr. Duan is his friend, so please call me Abi."

!”

Abi's words were spoken softly by Wu Nong, which made Duan Yu feel drunk, and even whispered enviously, "We are both gentlemen, it would be great if I could have these girls by my side."

Murong Fu shook his head helplessly, thinking, don't forget about your father, who owes you a lot of love debt. And even if you want to be romantic, don't make trouble for my family!

It only took a while to reach Yanziwu by water, and the three of them landed ashore. Murong Fu took Duan Yu for a few rounds. Duan Yu said with envy on his face: "Mr. Murong, you live in Yanziwu, a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are gardens.

It has both beautiful scenery and beautiful people, it’s really wonderful!”

Little pervert, I’ve always been thinking about this! Murong Fu spat in his heart and asked Abi to take Duan Yu to the wing to rest. He had been tired of traveling and traveling these past few days, so he couldn’t get a good night’s sleep.

Murong Fu returned to his room and sat on a chair to rest, thinking about his trip to Dali.

First of all, he obtained the Beiming Divine Art and Lingbo Weibu, which was a very important step in his plan. Secondly, he brought Duan Yu to the south of the Yangtze River and established a fairly good relationship with the Duan family in Dali. Mu Wanqing's little

Nizi, I don’t know where she went with her mother. Murong Fu was not able to see her before leaving. However, he had left a message in the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations, and I believe that little girl Zhong Ling will convey it to her truthfully.

What happened unexpectedly was that he did not expect that Murong Bo would take the initiative to show up and recognize him. Jiumozhi was injured by him and should not come to visit him again for a while.

Thinking of Murong Bo, Murong Fu thought of the things he said, including his own life events.

I haven’t seen my cousin from the Mandala Village next door for a long time. Ahem, to be precise, I haven’t seen Murong Fu since he was born again. She seemed to have often gone to Yanziwu before, but later she and her mother banned her.

I have been traveling outside all year round, and the Yanziwu is always guarded by a few girls. Others are afraid of the reputation and power of the Murong clan in Gusu and dare not invade. But masters like Jiumozhi still run rampant.

Wuji.

Abi and A'Zhu are two girls who are very smart, but their martial arts skills are a bit lacking. They are both people whom Murong Fu can trust. A'Zhu, if you meet Gang Leader Qiao later, you should still have a good relationship.

Although Murong Fu also liked this girl very much, he only regarded her as a sister. Therefore, he also hoped that A'Zhu could get his own happiness. As for the predetermined ending, Murong Fu would also find a way to change it.

But the most important thing now is to improve their martial arts skills.

Murong Fu picked up the paper and pen in the room, thought for a long time, and then started to write. His calligraphy also perfectly inherited the original muscle memory, and the handwriting was quite ancient.

"The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiencies by making up for the excess. Therefore, the imaginary overcomes the real, and the deficient overcomes the excess. Its meaning is broad, its reasoning is profound, and its interest is profound. The images of heaven and earth are divided into yin and yang, and the changes are expressed by expressions.

Chapter of Omens of Death and Life..."

That’s right, what Murong Fu is writing is the Nine Yin Scriptures!

He has mastered a lot of martial arts secrets, but the only one that is suitable for women to practice is the Nine Yin Manual. After practicing the Nine Yin Manual to the extreme, although it is only at the level of a master, it is not weak at all in this world.

Already.

It took Murong Fu half a day to silently recite all the Nine Yin Sutras. Of course, this was only the inner skill and mental method.

At this time, A'Zhu just brought tea and was about to leave. Murong Fu stopped her and asked with a serious face: "A'Zhu, let me ask you, how do I treat you?"

A'Zhu said "Ah", wondering why Murong Fu would ask her like this, thinking that he hadn't done anything wrong recently.

"My master adopted A'Zhu and A'bi from a young age and treated her as his own. A'Zhu dare not forget..." Before A'Zhu could finish speaking, Murong Fu patted her on the shoulder.

"Okay. A'Zhu, Master, there is something I want you to do."

A'Zhu thought to herself, what would the young master ask her to do? It must be something very difficult! But as long as the young master asked her, she would do her best, even if she lost her life, just to repay the kindness of the Murong family.

"I want you..." Murong Fu's eyes were burning, full of hope for the future.

"Practice martial arts!"

"Ah?" A'Zhu was stunned. He didn't expect that this was what Murong Fu said so solemnly.

A'Zhu breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Master, A'Zhu thought you wanted me to do something. A Bi and I have also learned some martial arts, although we are not good at it..."

Murong Fu shook his head, "I mean, I want you and Abi to practice martial arts well."

As he said this, he handed two copies of the Nine Yin Scriptures to A'Zhu.

A'Zhu took the scripture and scanned a few pages. He immediately closed the page, looked left and right, and said in surprise: "Master, this is..."

A'Zhu was extremely surprised at this time. Although she was not very good at martial arts, she still had good eyesight. What was written in the Unnamed Sutra was an extremely profound inner skill. Moreover, it was something she had never seen before.

of.

Murong Fu didn't explain to her either. That's what A'Zhu was good at, being considerate and not asking too many questions.

He pointed at the scripture and said, "You and Abi practice according to the content in the book. After you memorize it, burn the scripture and never pass it on to a third person."

"A'Zhu understands." A'Zhu nodded cautiously, and then heard Murong Fu say, "I may go out often in the future, so I will leave everything to you and Abi to take care of Yanziwu. Yanziwu is destroyed, can it be rebuilt again?"

Build. But if something happens to a person, there is no way to recover."

"Although you and Abi have both practiced martial arts, you are still powerless against real masters. With your intelligence, it only takes a few years to practice the internal skills in the scriptures to a small level.

At that time, even against a master like Jiumozhi, I will be able to protect myself."

After Murong Fu finished speaking, he added: "I'll teach you another footwork, please keep an eye on it."

With that said, he taught A'Zhu the Lingbo Weibu. A'Zhu was extremely intelligent and extremely talented in martial arts. He only read it once and kept it in mind.

With Jiuyin Zhenjing and Lingbo Weibu, Murong Fu no longer had to worry about the safety of his two daughters.

"A'Zhu thanks you for teaching me this skill." A'Zhu owes you a blessing. She naturally knows how valuable this skill is. His willingness to teach these two secret skills to her and Abi shows his absolute trust in them.

This trust is more important than anything else!

Although A'Zhu did not explain it, she was thinking silently in her heart that she and A Bi must practice martial arts well and share the young master's worries. Although she had never traveled far away, she also knew what the young master was running around for.

The long-cherished wish of the Murong family will definitely come true in the hands of the young master. A'Zhu secretly clenched his fists, and after a while he remembered something important, patted his forehead, and said to Murong Fu:

"Sir, during your absence, Youcao often comes to see us."

Youcao? Murong Fu paused for a moment before remembering that this was the name of Wang Yuyan's maid.

"My dear cousin, you have to keep the young master in mind. The young master has been back for two days, why don't you go and see your cousin?" A'Zhu said with a soft smile.

If it were Murong Fu in the past, A'Zhu would never dare to make such a mistake. But now Murong Fu is a completely different person, and A'Zhu doesn't have as many scruples in speaking as before, and is more casual.

"Okay, I'll go to Mandala Village in the afternoon."

Mantuo Villa is also located on an island in Taihu Lake. The manor is full of mandala flowers, which makes it look like a fairyland on earth, hence the name Mantuo Villa.

But in front of the villa, there are many camellias unique to Dali planted. Most people only know that this is Mrs. Wang's unique hobby, but they don't know that she is doing it to commemorate an old friend.

Fortunately, the old uncle of the Wang family died early, otherwise he would have been very panicked.

The maid in front of the villa recognized Murong Fu at a glance, so she naturally did not dare to neglect him and took him all the way to the back garden of the villa.

Murong Fu gently came to the flowers and heard a soft sigh.

A piece of white clothes moved gently among the flowers, like a cloud.

"I don't know where my cousin went this time. He would say hello to me in the past, but this time he left without saying goodbye. What on earth was he thinking..."

The girl was talking to herself as she plucked the flower in her hand, and soon she broke it into pieces.

She was about to reach out to pick another flower when she heard a chuckle behind her: "Why did this flower offend our Yan'er?"

Wang Yuyan turned around quickly, her eyes shining brightly. There was a trace of sullenness on her face at first, then turned to shyness, and finally only a trace of smile remained.

She raised her eyebrows slightly and parted her lips lightly, "Cousin, when did you arrive?"

"Hey." Murong Fu stepped forward, holding a small box and placing it in front of Wang Yuyan.

I had been lukewarm towards her before, because I was so blessed that I didn't know how to be blessed.

"Yan'er, I brought this back from Dali. Take a look."
To be continued...