The group of people followed Murong Fu's eyes and looked at A'Zhu. They were puzzled at first, but soon they suddenly realized that this method was very wonderful.
The next morning, we went to the back mountain of Wuliang Mountain.
The disciples guarding the back mountain were just wondering why the fellow disciples who were changing guard this morning came an hour earlier than before, but they didn't think too much about it. In the past, guarding the back mountain had always been a hard job. Some people were willing to compete for it, and they were happy and comfortable.
He didn't say anything and left on his own.
Watching the disciples guarding the mountain go away, the group finally couldn't help laughing.
The so-called Wuliang Sword disciples in this group were originally disguised by Murong Fu and his group. A'Zhu's miraculous disguise skills allowed even Qiao Feng, the leader of the Beggar Clan, to disguise himself perfectly. A few mountain patrol disciples of the Wuliang Sect,
Of course it's no problem.
Everyone praised A'Zhu's superb disguise skills. While Murong Fu was praising him, he couldn't help but think more about it.
With such a powerful disguise, whoever marries this girl will have a different life after getting married.
Park the car, this is not a car going to kindergarten!
The group of people looked at Murong Fu's strange expression and thought it was the sequelae of his obsession, so they didn't take it too seriously. However, the look in Murong Fu's eyes seemed a bit like "caring for the mentally retarded".
After walking along the back mountain trail for a short time, the group came to a sky-lined canyon. Along the way, there were towering green mountains, rugged rocks, and a vast sea of forests that blocked the sky and the sun. Murong Fu couldn't help but sigh, it's no wonder that Dali is such a beautiful place.
The small country sandwiched between the Song Dynasty and Tubo was able to survive because of its dangerous geographical environment. It was really advantageous. Although it was not enough to compete for world supremacy, it was more than enough to protect itself.
After walking for about seven or eight miles, it finally dawned on me. There was a lake in front of me, as smooth as a mirror, with a small waterfall pouring into the lake continuously from the mountain peak. There was also a huge boulder that was also as smooth as a mirror standing in the middle of the lake, reflecting in the sunlight.
With a faint light.
Murong Fu called repeatedly, but the beauty behind him didn't respond at all. He couldn't help but be surprised. When he looked back, he saw the beauty in front of him bowing his head in silence, weeping secretly.
"A girl in love is really easy to deceive." Murong Fu thought secretly.
"Ah!" Wang Yuyan was so frightened that she hid behind Murong Fu.
"Don't be afraid, it's just a statue." Murong Fu comforted him.
Hearing this, Wang Yuyan carefully poked her little head out from behind Murong Fu. This time, she was even more surprised.
Murong Fu was shocked and quickly stepped forward to hug Wang Yuyan into his arms: "Yuyan, what's wrong with you? Are you unhappy?"
The sculpture in front of me is a lifelike woman in palace clothes. Her clothes have been damaged due to age, but her elegance has not diminished in the slightest. She has an air of immortality. What's even more surprising is that the woman's appearance is almost exactly the same as Wang Yuyan's.
So the two of them walked forward for a while, and after passing a set of steps, they suddenly saw a man holding a long sword, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at the two of them.
After a "crash" sound, a grotto suddenly appeared in front of the two of them. Wang Yuyan was so surprised that she covered her mouth and looked at Murong Fu with her beautiful eyes: "Cousin, this."
"The people who can live in the scenery here must be so divine." Wang Yuyan leaned gently beside Murong Fu and smiled sweetly.
Walking into the stone door, you can see that the stone stove, stone bed and other things are all available, just like those described in the book. The bronze mirror and dressing table in the corner of the room hint at the identity of the hostess.
Seeing the two people's intimate behavior, the people behind them were very sensible and did not come forward to disturb them, letting them go as they were.
Along the way, Murong Fu paid no attention to the landscape, and only secretly explored the mechanisms on the stone wall. Finally, he brought Wang Yuyan to the other side. He noticed that there was a loose spot in the stone wall, and Murong Fu struck out with a powerful palm.
"Then please invite my cousin to visit the Immortal Cave with my cousin~" Murong Fu took advantage of the situation and took Wang Yuyan's smooth little hand. A move that was common among lovers in later generations made the little girl lower her head shyly in an instant.
He turned his head and said "yes" in a voice as thin and inaudible as a mosquito.
"Let's go in and take a look together." Murong Fu said with a smile.
Wang Yuyan said softly: "It's okay, cousin, it's rare to find a secret place, how can you miss it?" After saying that, she wiped away her tears and regained her liveliness and cuteness as a girl.
Even Murong Fu, a noble son from a martial arts family in the original work, ended up miserable in the end. How many times can a person do whatever he wants in the world?
The beautiful scenery in front of them was beyond everyone's expectation. The group was amazed and felt that the trip was worthwhile. Even Bao Bubutong rarely used his signature phrase "No, no".
Thinking of this, Murong Fu felt funny and pathetic at the same time. Everyone only cared about the sons and daughters of the Jianghu, and they were happy with their grudges. Most of them habitually assumed that they were heroes with unparalleled martial arts skills. How many people could understand the bitterness and helplessness of those with low martial arts skills?
"How is this going?"
Holding Wang Yuyan's little hand, Murong Fu lit up the fire sticks he carried with him and walked in front. The cave had obviously been uninhabited for a long time, and the air was filled with a musty smell. Not long after walking, he saw another stone door. Murong Fu asked Wang Yuyan to retreat.
He went to the side, stepped forward and carefully pushed open the stone door. The stone door opened, and a puff of dust blew in his face, choking Murong Fu and coughing repeatedly.
Murong Fu looked at the scene in front of him and marveled, and said with emotion: "To be able to have such a good place in this quiet and quiet place, the owner of this place must be a reclusive scholar, Yu Yan, what do you think? Yu Yan?"
Murong Fu was calm on the surface, but there was a turmoil in his heart: Wang Yuyan was actually the illegitimate daughter of Mrs. Wang and Duan Zhengchun. He knew this through the perspective of God, but Mrs. Wang's life experience was a mystery in the Golden Book. Some say it is not true.
Born to Yazi and Li Qiu Shui, the newly revised version of Tianlong You said that Li Qiu Shui also asked Mrs. Wang to call Ding Chunqiu daddy. Murong Fu complained about this change countless times before traveling through time. But no matter what Mrs. Wang's life experience was, why did Wang Yuyan treat Ding Chunqiu as his father?
Is there such a deep feeling here?
Murong Fu had a vague feeling that the world was not entirely within his scope of cognition, and that he did not have a God's perspective.
Gently stroking Wang Yuyan, Murong Fu comforted her: "Don't cry, my cousin is here with you. If you don't like it, my cousin will go out with you."
"Yeah," Wang Yuyan agreed in a low voice. As for the questions in her heart, they had long been thrown out of the sky.
Murong Fu thought for a moment and immediately understood that this big stone must be a pair with the mirror stone at the entrance of the back mountain. At night, when the moonlight shines, the figures of Wu Yazi and Li Qiushui practicing swords are projected on the stone wall.
.In the final analysis, the Wuliang Jade, which is regarded as the sect's most precious treasure by the little Wuliang Sword, is nothing more than a lighting prop for the two people who lived here in seclusion. The two generations of Wuliang Sword masters regarded the Wuliang Jian Ying as a "miracle trace".
After all, it's just someone doing it casually.
Thinking of this possibility, Murong Fu's hand caressing the beauty trembled slightly, which was an instinctive fear of the unknown.
After a while, Wang Yuyan finally stopped crying and choked up: "Cousin, I don't know why, I always feel so sad when I come here. It's like this place has some deep connection with me."
Unexpectedly, this made the beauty in his arms even more sad. He threw himself into Murong Fu's chest without saying a word and just sobbed in a low voice. Murong Fu had no choice but to comfort her softly.
Wang Yuyan asked timidly.
There were so many surprises for this little beauty today, first the mysterious cave, and then this jade statue. Wang Yuyan felt that the total number of doubts in the past sixteen years was not as high as today.
This time Murong Fu didn't seem to hear it. He just walked straight to the futon in front of the jade statue and knelt down to check.
At this sight, Murong Fu's heart dropped.
There is nothing under the futon. Where can I find any secrets?