Murong Fu said: "Your son was stolen not long after he was born, and his whereabouts are still unknown. It is human nature for you to miss your son. But your own son was stolen, and you cannot see other people's mother and son reunited.
Isn’t it right to steal other people’s children and play with them for a few days, and then kill them when they get tired of playing with them?”
Ye Erniang was trembling all over: "Mr. Murong, what you said is absolutely right. I know I was wrong!"
"When your son was born, you put nine scars on his back with incense to make it easier for him to recognize you later. You were originally a girl from a good family. When you were eighteen years old, your father got seriously ill because of the family.
Poverty cannot be cured.
Just when you were at your wits' end, an expert came and not only cured your father's illness, but also gave your family a sum of money. You were grateful for the kindness of the expert, so you entrusted your body to that person.
, later she became pregnant and gave birth to a child. The child was taken away shortly after birth.
You searched to no avail, and went crazy. Later, there was a baby-killing Ye Erniang in the world! Over the years, the bones of the babies you killed were piled up higher than the mountains! Ye Erniang
!You are just a beast!”
Murong Fu stared at Ye Erniang coldly and recounted the past events. Ye Erniang kept her head down the whole time and did not dare to look up at this young man who was like a god.
At this moment, in Ye Erniang's eyes, Murong Fu was the god sent down by heaven to accuse her of her past sins - he was extremely skilled in martial arts and knew everything.
She really couldn't imagine how the young man in front of her, who looked less than thirty years old, could be so clear about things that happened more than twenty years ago. She couldn't think of the second possibility except that he was an omniscient and omnipotent god.
"Ye Erniang! Do you know your guilt?"
Murong Fu gave Ye Erniang a shock and made her dizzy.
Ye Erniang burst into tears. Fear, guilt, expectation, and all kinds of complex emotions came together, making her unable to think at all.
"I only ask Master Murong to show mercy and tell me the whereabouts of the unfortunate child. As long as I can see my child again in this life, even if the master wants me to die, I will be happy to do so."
"Get up!" Murong Fu stroked his sleeves.
Ye Erniang stayed on the ground, not daring to move.
"I want you to get up!" Murong Fu shouted again, and Ye Erniang hesitated and got up from the ground.
Murong Fu took a deep breath and tried to keep his tone calm.
"Your sin is serious and unforgivable. But I owe someone a favor, so I won't kill you. On the contrary, I will tell you the whereabouts of your son!"
Ye Erniang was overjoyed: "Do you really mean what you said? If so, I will work as a cow or a horse in this life and the next, so I have to repay Master Murong's kindness!"
Murong Fu smiled mysteriously: "Repay the favor? In a sense, you are indeed useful to me. But I don't need you now. If you want to see your son, you need to promise me something first. I wonder if you can do it?
"
Ye Erniang was overjoyed when she heard that the god-like figure in front of her was willing to tell her son's whereabouts: "Master, please tell me, don't tell me just one thing, even ten or a hundred."
"Okay, I want you to do a hundred good deeds in the world from now on. There are orphans who have lost their parents and parents who have lost their children. You have to help raise them carefully and visit them to atone for your sins. Can't you do it?
Is it possible?"
Ye Erniang was stunned. She never expected that the condition proposed by Murong Fu was actually this. Then she thought about it and realized that the other party actually had good intentions. She quickly knelt down and kowtowed: "I will obey the master's instructions. I will definitely change my mind in the future."
, change your past mistakes!"
Murong Fu added: "Everything has a cause and a result. Ye Erniang, take care of yourself!"
When Ye Erniang left, Murong Fu sighed softly.
To be fair, if he hadn't pitied Xu Zhu, the poor monk who had to accept everything, Murong Fu would have really wanted to kill Ye Erniang, a scourge, instead of giving her a chance to change her mind.
Murong Fu never believed in such nonsense as laying down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha immediately. If it was an unintentional mistake, it could be tolerated. But for people like Ye Erniang, it is an unforgivable crime at all times and in all countries, and she will be punished with eighteen
The kind of hell that never rises.
There are so many good people in the world, as well as so many ordinary people who are neither good nor bad. The Buddha did not go to save them, but he always wanted to save those few villains who had committed heinous crimes. Why? Doesn’t it make you have profound Dharma?
These bald donkeys have been bullying the weak and afraid of the strong since ancient times.
Of course, there was another reason why Murong Fu chose to let Ye Erniang go.
You can use it to deal with that old bald ass Xuanci.
Of course, a sexual incident decades ago is definitely not enough to force the Shaolin abbot to commit suicide. In the original work, Xuanci's death was based on the premise of meeting the three major elements of the right time, place, and people, and Xuanci committed suicide to divert it.
The focus of everyone's attention.
The situation at that time was that if Xuanci had not committed suicide, everyone would have paid attention to the Yanmen Pass Massacre. No matter how hard the Shaolin side said it, and how hard the Shaolin fans tried to shift the blame to Murong Bo, it was to no avail.
Everyone will remember how the abbot of Shaolin killed innocent people indiscriminately at Yanmen Pass, and then stayed in the position of abbot of Shaolin for decades without any worries.
In that situation, if Xuan Ci had been disgraceful, at the very least, the reputation of the Shaolin Sect for thousands of years would not be preserved; at the most, it would have caused a shock to the entire Central Plains martial arts world, which openly advertised chivalry first.
All values will be severely damaged.
But as soon as Xuanci died, everyone could get rid of it, and a scandal became a tacit understanding among everyone. The Shaolin Temple enforces the law impartially, and the Abbot of Shaolin knows his mistakes and can correct them. Xiao Yuanshan took his revenge, and the Shaolin School retained its dignity, and the Central Plains
The martial arts world has maintained stability and everyone is happy.
Although some things may be one thing in person and another behind the scenes, once the fig leaf is torn away, big trouble will occur.
Although Ye Erniang cannot be used to force Xuanci to commit suicide, it is still okay to disgust the old bald donkey.
Murong Fu looked at the turbulent river in front of him, his thoughts fluctuating: When did he learn to scheme against others?
He stood quietly for a while and said with a smile: "You guys don't plan to stay with us all night tonight, do you? It's quite elegant to have such a beautiful scenery on such a good time. It's just that none of the beauties in my audience are extremely beautiful, and this situation is quite different.
It doesn’t quite match up, so I’d better ask you to come out and talk about it!”
He waited for a while, but no one came out, so he was not in a hurry. After a while, he said again: "The man under the big rock thirty steps to the west. Your Qinggong is very good. He is Yun Zhong among the four evil men.
Crane is a bit inferior to you, but you haven't practiced your internal strength well enough, and your breathing is a bit too heavy."
"There is also the sword wielder on the big tree to the east. He has a certain level of internal strength, but his body skills are a bit weak. How about it, everyone, do you want me to name him?"
"Hahaha, good, good, good, Nan Murong lives up to his reputation, he is indeed a young and talented young man!"
In the dark night, a gray figure slowly walked out, followed by four figures, each with a strong aura.
"Your Excellency, Yang Potian, the leader of the Ming Cult, has met Mr. Murong!"