Swallow Dock, late at night.

Deng Baichuan, Gong Yeqian, Ah Zhu, and A Bi all knelt in front of the spirit and guarded Murong Fu's spirit.

A gust of wind blew and the candlelight flickered, and suddenly the whole mourning hall was dark.

Snort.

"Who?" Deng Baichuan and Gongye Qian, both of whom were first-class players, immediately discovered the abnormality, stood up, put on a fighting posture, and shouted.

There was no response.

Gong Yeqian quietly touched the candlestick, lit the candle, and in the dim candlelight, a figure dressed in black appeared in front of Murong Fu's coffin.

Deng Baichuan looked at Azhu Abi, who had fainted on the ground, and said cautiously: "Who is Your Excellency?" Why did the third watch steal into my Murong house in the middle of the night? ”

"Hey, hey, Murong family? Where is the Murong family now? The voice of the man in black was old and sad, and he heard it in the ears of Deng Baichuan and the others, but it was very familiar.

"Sir?" Deng Baichuan's cold hair stood on end, and he kept beating the drum in his heart, could it be that the master was under Jiuquan, and he didn't worry about the son......

"You still remember the old man, how the old man told you back then, and how did you do it???" The man in black said coldly.

Deng Baichuan and Gongye Qian hurriedly knelt on the ground: "Master, it's all our fault, we have the trust of the master, so that the master Jiuquan will not be at peace!" ”

"Humph!" The man in black slowly turned around and unbuttoned his face towel, revealing a handsome and clear face.

Deng Baichuan and the two of them swept their eyes and immediately recognized that this was indeed their old master, Murong Bo!

"Let me ask you, how did Fu'er die?" Murong Bo said word by word.

"Back to the master, the young master has always kept in mind the ancestral teachings all these years, in order to revive Dayan, lurk in the Western Xia, and want to provoke the battle between the Western Xia and the Great Song Dynasty, and when the war starts, borrow the Western Xia troops to restore the Great Yan, but I don't want to meet ......" Deng Baichuan said what he knew.

"Killing God Matthew?" Murong Bo's tone was solemn.

Over the years, of course he knew what Murong Fu had done, so when he heard the rumors in the rivers and lakes and the situation of the Apricot Forest War, he was worried in his heart, and rushed back from outside, but he didn't expect that the most worrying thing still happened.

"Who the hell is he? Why did you kill me? Murong Bo whispered.

Deng Baichuan and Gongye Qian glanced at each other, and secretly glanced at Murong Bo, under the candlelight, although Murong Bo's shadow was a little blurry, it did exist, and his face changed greatly: "Master, you are still alive??? ”

"Humph! You want me dead? Murong Bo sneered.

"Master forgiveness, of course our brothers hope that the master lives!" Deng Baichuan and Gong Yeqian lowered their heads and said.

Murong Bo had already secretly observed the two of them, and he had no doubts about their loyalty, and his tone softened slightly: "Over the years, I have died early, and I have been secretly accumulating strength for the revival of Dayan. ”

"The old man is wise!" Deng Baichuan and Gongye were in their hearts, after so many years, they didn't even realize it, were they too stupid or Murong Bo didn't believe them?

"This incident may be an ......accident," Deng Baichuan pondered for a moment, but still said honestly.

"Yu Yan? Hmph, the ancients did not deceive me! Murong Bo was suspicious, and the killing intent for Li Qingluo and Wang Yuyan rose in his heart, but then he thought of the one in the Xixia Palace, and this killing intent was forcibly suppressed.

"Carefree faction, Li Qiushui, Ding Chunqiu......" Murong Bo kept thinking of this information, and his eyes lit up and said: "This Matthew is younger than Fu'er, but his martial arts are extraordinary?" ”

"Not bad! Listening to Azhu Abi and the others, this thief is only in his twenties, but his skills are mysterious, and he knows the six-vein divine sword, and he can freely convert the invisible sword qi and the tangible sword qi, which is simply shocking! Deng Baichuan replied.

"I understand, I understand, he must have practiced the magic skills that Ding Chunqiu coveted back then!" Murong Bo had heard the corners of Li Qiushui and Ding Chunqiu, and vaguely knew the mystery of the Northern Spiritual Skill.

"Master, your martial arts are world-renowned, lead us to kill this thief." Gong Yeqian proposed.

"Nope! Listen to you, I'm no match for him! Murong Bo calmly analyzed: "If the other party practices the Northern Spiritual Skill, that skill will definitely shock the past and the present, plus the world's number one divine sword, even if we add up and fight for our lives, we are not his opponent." ”

"Northern Spiritual Skill?" Deng Baichuan and the others asked, they had never heard of this magic skill in the world.

Murong Bo explained a few words briefly, and Deng Baichuan and Gongye Qian were shocked: "Is there such a miracle in the world? Doesn't that mean that we don't have a chance to take revenge for the rest of our lives? ”

"Humph! If you can't fight the enemy, you can only outwit it! Listen, like this, like this, ...... like this," Murong Bo said in person.

"The master is just resourceful! We'll arrange it. "Deng Baichuan and Gongye are overjoyed.

"Hmmm! But I remember that at the same time, it was spread to the outside world that Fu'er had passed away, but there was still news that the posthumous son was still alive! Murong Bo added.

"Gongzi actually has a bloodline?" The two said happily.

"Alas, Fu'er, don't you know? If the great cause is not accomplished, why should the family be? Over the years, I thought about the left, I should let Fu'er open up the branches for the Murong family earlier, and the revival of Dayan is not a cause of one or two generations, but a matter of striving for it from generation to generation. Murong Bo said regretfully.

They have pursued the revival of Dayan for generations, but they have taken the wrong path, the family bloodline has been passed down for several generations, without attracting anyone's attention, and now there is an accident, and the bloodline is in danger of being cut off.

"The bloodline of the prince mentioned by the old man ......," Deng Baichuan hesitated.

Murong Bo looked at Azhu Abi who had fainted on the ground, and said calmly: "In a big family, it is common for a personal maid to serve the young master, and it is also common for the bead to have a secret knot!" ”

"But ......" Deng Baichuan had to ask again, not wanting Gong Yeqian to pull him gently, and then shook his head slightly, signaling him not to say more.

"Stand down and take care of your business." Murong Bo commanded.

"Yes!" The two said yes and withdrew.

Back at Deng Baichuan's house, Deng Baichuan couldn't wait to ask, "Second brother, why don't you let me ask again?" ”

Gong Yeqian shook his head and said, "Big brother, it's better that you don't know about this kind of thing." ”

"Tell me quickly, right? Since the prince has no bloodline, why did the master let us spread this kind of news? Deng Baichuan was puzzled.

Gongye sighed faintly: "Big brother, if you believe the younger brother, don't ask more, the little brother is also for the good of the eldest brother." ”

Deng Baichuan stared at Gongye Qian, Gong Ye Qian's eyes looked back at him sincerely, and after a while, Deng Baichuan said: "Okay, just listen to the second brother for the elder brother." ”

"Okay, we'll go tomorrow to do the master's business." Gongye Qian breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and said with a smile.

Swallow Dock Main Courtyard.

Aju Abi woke up slowly.

"Ah, how did we end up here?" The two were taken aback, only remembering that they were still in the mourning hall just now, and suddenly fainted.

"Are you awake?" An old voice sounded behind the two of them.

The two were startled, and hurriedly took a few steps back, only then turned to look, only to see an old man in black sitting there, looking at them indifferently.

"Who are you?" Abi exclaimed.

"You don't know me?" The man in black said indifferently.

Ah Zhu stared at the old man's face carefully, and hesitated, "Are you the master?" ”

She is proficient in disguise, and she has also seen Murong Bo's posthumous image, so it is easy to think about Murong Bo's ghost.

"Little girl, I have a little bit of knowledge." Murong Bo was a little surprised.

"Ah, sir?" Ah Bi was shocked, her body trembled a little, she knew that Murong Bo had been dead for almost thirty years.

"Humph! Don't be afraid, I'm a human being, not a ghost, because of a major event, I needed to fake my death to get out, so I have been hiding my tracks. Murong Bo explained.

Ah Zhu was much bolder, pulled Ah Bi, stepped forward, knelt on the ground and said, "Ah Zhu has seen the master!" ”

"Abi has seen the master!"

"Hmmm! Let me ask you, how has the Murong family treated you all these years? Murong Bo said in a soft voice.

"The Murong family is as kind to us as a mountain!" Aju Abi replied immediately.

They have been abandoned by their families since they were children, if it weren't for the adoption of the Murong family, they would have starved to death and froze to death, or they were sold to a dirty place like Qinlou Chu Pavilion, where is it like now, they are said to be maids, but they enjoy treatment that is not much worse than that of the young lady, and there are maids to serve them in food, clothing, and daily life.

"Hmm!" Murong Bo nodded with satisfaction, and then said with a smile: "If you are asked to do things for the Murong family, are you willing?" ”

"Let the master command! We will never give up! Azhu Abi's tone was resolute.

"Good! You also know the situation of the Murong family, as a descendant of the Great Yan Imperial Family, you can't pass on without blood, originally Fu'er ......" Murong Bo paused, and forced the pain in his heart: "Fu'er bears the heavy responsibility of the family's bloodline, but now that he has unfortunately been victimized by a traitor, there is no way to hide it."

At that time, once the outside world knows that the Murong family is extinct and there is no one, then the emperor's hegemony is just empty talk. Therefore, the Murong family must have a bloodline in the world, even if it is a posthumous son......"

Abi was still dazed, but Azhu's face was pale.

Murong Bo had already paid attention to their reactions, so he nodded and said, "It seems that Azhu, you have understood, as Fu'er's personal maid, the secret knot of the pearl fetus is a good excuse." ”

Ah Bi's face turned red, and he hesitated: "Master, for the sake of the young master, Ah Bi is willing to bear such a reputation, but the young master has never ......."

She had already secretly agreed to Murong Fufang, of course she didn't mind this statement, and she even wished it was true.

"Fu'er can have a confidante like Abi, I guess Jiuquan is also gratifying." Murong Bo praised.

"Thank you, master, for the compliment, this is all a blessing for Abi......," Abi said, tears streaming down again.

Ah Zhu lowered his head and was silent.

Murong Bo saw that the atmosphere had almost been rendered, and looked at Ah Zhu and said, "The Murong family must have its own bloodline, Ah Zhu, you also know what I mean, let you and Ah Bi say it." ”

Abi looked at Azhu strangely, not understanding why Murong Bo didn't say it in person.

Ah Zhu's heart trembled when he was looked at by Murong Bo's eyes, his face was pale and he leaned into Ah Bi's ear, and explained a few words in a low voice, and saw Ah Bi's eyes wide, covering his mouth hard, and looking at Murong Bo in horror.