Murong Fu only looked at Bao BuBing without saying anything.
Bao BuTong smiled bitterly and said: "Sir, Bao BuTong knows that he was wrong."
Murong Fu said: "Oh? I wonder where Brother Bao San went wrong?"
"Bao San has always liked to use his words to show off his power to others, and has offended many people. In the future, he will definitely change his past mistakes and think about his mistakes behind closed doors!"
Murong Fu nodded: "Brother Bao is serious. Then, you go with Feng Bo evil and return Shi Shui Pavilion to guard the pavilion for a year, and you are not allowed to step out of the pavilion!"
With a few words, Murong Fu packed up the three generals and disposed of them, which solved a hidden danger. In fact, this punishment was more like another form of reward, and even though the martial arts in the Shi Shui Pavilion were good for him, It's not very useful, but it is still very helpful to Bao BuTong and the others. It's not a bad thing to lock them in the water pavilion to correct their bad habits. After all, in the past, Bao BuTong's mouth made things worse. Hands often offend people.
After the three people left, only Gong Yeqian and Murong Fu were left in the room.
In the end, it was Gong Yeqian who spoke first: "Young Master, I wonder if I should send Gong Yeqian to guard the pavilion?"
Murong Fu said nothing and directly threw a secret book to Gong Yegan.
"This is a superb palm technique. It is not inferior to the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms of the Beggar Clan. If you practice it, your skills will definitely improve after you master it!"
What Murong Fu threw to Gongye were two of the six yang palms of Tianshan: Yangge Tianjun and Yangguan Santie.
Gongye Qian is a master of martial arts, so I guess he can learn these two moves as long as he works hard.
Gong Yeqian originally thought that what Murong Fu was going to perform today was a standard "One Emperor, One Courtier", but now it seems that things are not entirely like this. Especially after hearing Murong Fu say that the palm technique in front of him is not the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. After that, I was even more surprised.
As if he had seen through Gong Yeqian's inner thoughts, Murong Fu said: "Are you thinking that I am using this excuse today to attack the old ministers so that I can cultivate confidants?"
Gongye Qiandao: "I am all Murong's retainers, and I should obey the master's will in everything!"
"Very good, you can tell the difference clearly! Then, you can go down too."
"Yes, sir!"
After some reluctance, he finally got rid of the four generals who had given Murong Fu a headache before. In fact, purely in terms of martial arts, these men were of no help to him now, and they caused a lot of minor troubles. With this I beat it hard from the beginning just for future consideration.
However, Murong Fu also knew that after this treatment, there would only be a relationship between monarch and subject between him and the four generals, and there would be no brotherhood.
This is good, it saves a lot of trouble.
Unknowingly, Murong Fu's mentality has changed. He is no longer the good old guy with a bit of fuss, and is increasingly adapting to the survival logic of this era.
When he was the only one left in the room, Murong Fu leaned back, slumped on the chair, looked at the roof, and thought about his next move.
After what happened today, the conflict between himself and Murong Bo was finally put on the table.
To say that I have no favorable impression of this cheap dad who does everything except good deeds, even in the original work, the father-son relationship between Murong Bo and Murong Fu is very weak.
During the battle at the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Xiao Feng was also facing his father whom he had not seen for many years. When Xiao Feng heard the sweeping monk saying that Xiao Yuanshan's illness could be cured, he knelt down and begged the sweeping monk to take action. On the other hand, Murong Fu didn't show any signs.
So much so that Xiao Feng couldn't stand it anymore and accused him: "Your father's life is in danger, but you did nothing. You are so heartless!" In the end, Murong Bo was transformed into a monk, and he gave up and became a monk. Poor Murong Bo
Fu continued to work for the unrealistic goal of restoring the country, and was finally driven crazy, as if "the father said goodbye and the son laughed".
Not to mention himself, he has lost count of the blame he has shouldered for Murong Bo for so long, and every life and death battle was fought with his own punches and kicks. Has this cheap dad ever
Did you help yourself at all?
Even the original owner didn't have much affection for his own father, who had faked his own death for many years and cheated on him from time to time, so he rushed to fulfill his filial piety?
Just ask you if you are cheap!
But if you leave him alone and let him act like a monster in secret, you can't stand it either emotionally or rationally. But Murong Bo's whereabouts are unpredictable, and you can't do anything about him! Can you kill him secretly?
While Murong Fu was thinking hard about countermeasures, Su Xinghe walked in.
"Junior brother, Master asked you and Yuyan to go over there. He has important things to explain!"
Su Xinghe had a sad look on his face, and there were vague tears in the corners of his eyes. It was obvious that he had secretly cried just now.
What else could possibly make an old man like Su Xinghe shed tears?
"Could it be..."
Before Murong Fu finished speaking, Su Xinghe nodded.
When Murong Fu followed Su Xinghe to the cabin where Wu Yazi lived, Wang Yuyan was already there, talking to her grandfather.
Wang Yuyan also looked like she was about to cry. She was afraid that the old man would be sad, so she held back her tears.
On the contrary, Wu Yazi was more open-minded and comforted his granddaughter: "Good child, don't be sad. Grandpa has lived for ninety-three years. Grandpa has seen everything in this world. You must honor your filial piety in the future."
Mother, don’t follow the same path as grandpa and grandma.”
When a person is about to die, his words are also good. At the last moment of his life, the words Wu Yazi, a peerless master, said were no different from what an ordinary old man said to his descendants.
It's not that he doesn't want to see his only daughter again, it's just that he has missed the entire life of his biological daughter through thirty years of hardship. He feels guilty and knows that his time is running out, so instead of carrying these things with him in the last few years
Guilt turns to dust, it is better not to see her again. So he transferred his guilt towards his daughter to his granddaughter, and handed over everything he had learned in his life, no matter how big or small, to her granddaughter.
Every time Wu Yazi explained something, Wang Yuyan nodded, and the front of Luo Yi was already wet with tears.
Noticing that Murong Fu and his two men had come in, Wu Yazi nodded and motioned for them to find a place to sit down.
At this time, Wu Yazi's hair was graying, his skin was dry and wrinkled, and he no longer looked like a fairy a few months ago.
"I asked you to come, and I think you already know what my intentions are. I won't say any unnecessary nonsense. After I pass away, the Xiaoyao Sect will be handed over to you. You must run the sect well."
"Master, is there really nothing we can do?" Su Xinghe asked in a trembling voice.
Wu Yazi shook his head: "My time has come. This is God's will and cannot be reversed by human power. Even if I can linger for a few more days, it will be in vain. It is better to pass on this skill while I still have some energy."