Transmigrating into Murong Fu, may you have many children and much happiness.

Chapter 133 Yes, we have two children.

Yang Guo is very happy lately.

I am really happy.

In his early years, he had a falling out with the Taoist priests of the Quanzhen Sect. By chance, he ended up in the Ancient Tomb Sect. Granny Sun died in Quanzhen in order to seek justice for him, but it also made Xiaolongnu accept him, this helpless young man.

Yang Guo then became Xiaolongnu's disciple, thinking that he would have a good life from then on, but he was unexpectedly told that disciples of the Ancient Tomb Sect could never leave the Ancient Tomb for the rest of their lives.

Yang Guo was born with a free and unrestrained nature, so he was naturally unwilling. However, since only Xiaolongnü had taken him in, he stayed in the Ancient Tomb. Xiaolongnü treated him well and actually taught him martial arts. Although Yang Guo longed to go out into the world, he focused on practicing martial arts for several years, so it wasn't too difficult.

Later, when Xiaolongnu was injured, Li Mochou stormed the mountain. The two were destined to die, so they put down the Dragon-Slaying Stone and were trapped to death in the Ancient Tomb.

Unexpectedly, they found Wang Chongyang's message in the stone coffin, entered the secret chamber, memorized the Nine Yin Manual, learned that there was a secret passage in the ancient tomb, and finally escaped and came to the foot of Zhongnan Mountain through the waterway.

During the months they were away, the two built a hut and lived together. Through practicing the Nine Yin Manual, Xiaolongnu's injuries were healed, and Yang Guo was able to occasionally go to the market to enjoy the hustle and bustle of life.

It can be said that this period was the happiest time of his life.

Tonight, I met my godfather again and learned that he had been searching for me for several years. I was both surprised and delighted.

Thinking about the future, I could live with my aunt and godfather, two people who were good to me, and I couldn't be happier.

But who would have thought that he would see a strange man hugging and embracing his aunt shortly after he left?

And it seems that my aunt isn't very resistant?

Upon closer inspection, the man was exceptionally handsome, dressed in brocade robes and adorned with jade pendants...:

Yang Guo was a wanderer since childhood. Although he had a natural sense of pride and arrogance, he was also fragile, sensitive, and somewhat insecure.

This was true for Guo Fu then, it was true for Xiaolongnu later, and it is true for Murong Fu now.

So he could only console himself by watching Murong Fu, who seemed to have some mysterious relationship with his aunt, move into his thatched hut.

He could only console himself by telling himself that he should live with his aunt and adoptive father, thus isolating Murong Fu.

Little did he know that he had only cut down one tree!

How come I came back to find such a happy family photo?!

The scene before him now was remarkably similar to the time when he saw Uncle Guo and Aunt Guo standing together, with little Guo Fu in their arms.

However, Guo Fu was eight or nine years old at that time, while the girl in front of her looked only four or five years old...

Murong Fu was handsome and talented, Xiaolongnu was beautiful and elegant, and with a little girl in their arms who looked exactly like Xiaolongnu, anyone who saw them would think they were a divine couple taking care of a child.

Even Yang Guo himself had the same feeling at first glance.

So, doubts, fears, and all sorts of emotions arose in his heart. Coupled with not sleeping all night and going to chop wood, he was so angry that he fainted.

Xiaolongnu was puzzled when she saw Yang Guo faint. Fortunately, Murong Fu was a master of medicine, and he knew the situation at a glance.

So he comforted Xiaolongnu, saying:

"The child is too tired from cutting down trees; he'll be fine after a day of rest."

Finally, Xiaolongnu looked after the two children, while Murong Fu carried Yang Guo back to his room to rest.

Murong Fu could also see that Yang Guo was indeed too tired. He was only sixteen or seventeen years old, but he had recently experienced so many things, including life-or-death situations.

Instead of forcibly waking him, they let him rest well for the night.

More than an hour later, it was just getting light.

Yang Guo struggled to open his eyes.

He kept calling out, "Auntie, Godfather!"

But he only saw Murong Fu sitting not far away.

There was only Murong Fu around; there were no little girls who looked like Xiaolongnu.

Suddenly, he sighed, thinking that what he had experienced last night was just a nightmare, and said with relief:

"Young Master Murong, you're here too... Hahaha, I just had a dream... I dreamt that you had a child."

Murong Fu looked at Yang Guo, nodded, and said, "That's right, we have a child."

Then, under Yang Guo's watchful eye, he went out of the room, grabbed one of Murong Hai and one of Murong Bao'er, and led them over.

"Still two."

Yang Guo examined the evidence carefully and confirmed that there were indeed two children.

It was exactly the same as the scene in his dream.

The girl is practically a carbon copy of Little Dragon Girl, except that her big, bright eyes are very lively, and upon closer inspection, she bears a striking resemblance to Murong Fu.

The boy's features resembled Murong Fu more...:: But the more you looked at Yang Guo, the more he resembled Xiaolongnu, both having a nose and two eyes...: Ah, and that faint sense of otherworldly beauty, so similar to Xiaolongnu's temperament.

Yang Guo felt the evidence was irrefutable. Seeing Xiaolongnu enter his room, the four of them were now a family with both a son and a daughter; he was the only outsider. Then, his head lolled to the side, and he fainted again...

Xiaolongnu clearly heard Guo'er's voice just now, so she thought he had woken up. But when she came over, she found that Guo'er had fainted again.

Xiaolongnu looked at Murong Fu with a questioning gaze.

The latter said with a smile, "The child is taking a nap. At this age, it's a good thing that he can eat and sleep well."

Xiaolongnu had no doubts. After all, although she didn't have any systematic medical skills, her current strength was enough to tell that Yang Guo was indeed alright. She nodded and went back to her room to practice her skills.

Little Dragon Girl had no worldly desires, and she didn't practice martial arts for fame, fortune, or to become invincible.

It was simply because this was a lesson her master had made her do since she was a child, and she was used to it.

This also shows her respect for her teachers.

Xiaolongnu looks remarkably like the kind of person people described in Murong Fu's previous life—a top-tier person who believes in "none of your business" and "none of my business," someone who avoids internal conflict.

She may seem aloof and cold, but once you get to know her, you'll realize that she's warm-hearted beneath her cold exterior.

When I first met Yang Guo a few years ago, there was no need to break the Ancient Tomb Sect's rule that "no men are allowed to set foot in the ground" for the sake of a child I didn't know.

However, when Granny Sun took Yang Guo back to the Quanzhen Sect, he would secretly follow behind because he cared about Granny Sun who raised him, and would help at crucial moments.

She possessed a simple moral compass, far superior to those so-called masters and gentlemen.

Take Hao Datong, for example. Perhaps killing Granny Sun was an accident, but in order to shirk responsibility, he actually said something like, "It was your fate to suffer this calamity."

However, considering that Hao Datong would later found the Huashan Sect, it wasn't entirely unexpected that he would say such a thing.

Thinking about it this way, the Quanzhen Sect really is getting worse with each generation. Wang Chongyang was a master of his generation, and although Zhou Botong was unreliable, he had the heart of a child.

The next generation of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen, although they were all considered gentlemen, were indeed not as good as the first generation.

The third generation goes without saying: the villain Zhao Zhijing, the silver demon Zhen Zhibing, and the handsome and virtuous Wanyan Kang.

Even within the Quanzhen Sect, Xiaolongnu's moral standards were above average...

Murong Fu sensed that Xiaolongnu was practicing the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra next door. He suddenly remembered that when they first met, Murong Fu was certain that Xiaolongnu's open-mindedness, carefree attitude, and even her indifference to life and death were perfectly suited to the Mingyu Gong.

The Mingyu Skill is several levels higher than the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, but the technique cannot be easily passed on, so Murong Fu would naturally not rush to give it to Xiaolongnu.

Martial arts skills are something that shouldn't be given away easily without proper connections; doing so would only arouse suspicion.

Seeing that Yang Guo was sleeping soundly, even more soundly than the husbands in movies who couldn't be woken up, Murong Fu naturally didn't disturb him and took the two children out to play.

Yang Guo was left alone here, plagued by nightmares...

at the same time,

Zhao Zhijing also carried Zhen Zhibing's body back to the Quanzhen Sect.

When the disciples guarding the gate saw this, they thought the Tartars had attacked, and there was a flurry of activity. Some rushed to inform the elders in the temple, while others went to lend a hand.

Lu Qingdu, known for his round face from Zhongnan Mountain, immediately came out to greet his master when he saw him so panicked and injured.

When Zhao Zhijing saw Lu Qingdu, he was about to ask him to carry Zhen Zhibing's body, but then he suddenly remembered that he was about to meet the elders in the family, so he gritted his teeth and carried it himself.

Pretending to be seriously injured but still stubbornly holding on, he walked into the room.

Qiu Chuji and Hao Datong walked over together and were shocked to see Zhao Zhijing and Zhen Zhibing behind him.

He rushed over and helped Zhao Zhijing, who was putting on a dramatic performance.

Qiu Chuji asked, "Zhijing, what happened?"

Zhibing?!

Zhao Zhijing looked troubled, then spat out a mouthful of blood. His eyes reddened as his inner energy flowed through them, and he said, "Uncle-Master... I..."

Then, he deliberately channeled his inner energy through his chest and fainted.

That's how the self-inflicted injury strategy works; by exerting just a little effort, you can amplify its effect.

Two hours later, Zhao Zhijing slowly woke up.

Seeing Qiu Chuji standing by his bedside, he immediately got excited and wanted to get up.

Qiu Chuji immediately helped him lie down and said, "Zhijing, I just helped you regulate your internal energy, don't rush to get up."

How are you feeling...? Zhijing, how did you get such a bad injury? Zhibing... throat...

Zhao Zhijing, his voice growing weaker, slowly said, "Uncle-Master... Zhibing... throat..."

As Zhao Zhijing spoke, a few tears welled up in his eyes.

As an older generation of Daoist, Qiu Chuji was a close friend of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen. He felt that Zhijing's grief over Zhen Zhibing's death was genuine and showed his true feelings.

Zhen Zhibing was his apprentice, and he couldn't help but shed tears.

"Uncle-Master, it's Xiaolongnu and Murong Fu..."

I saw Yang Guo at the market at the foot of the mountain yesterday. He's my disciple, although he defected... I still care about him and don't want him to go astray, so I secretly followed him...

Unexpectedly, Yang Guo arrived at a thatched hut, and Zhen Jiudi was saying something... ::: Then Xiaolongnu intervened and started fighting him. ::

All I heard was the man identifying himself as Murong Fu, and mentioning things like the Ancient Tomb, Li Mochou, and adultery...

Finally, Zhibing was beaten to the ground and begged Murong Daxia to spare his life.

I stepped forward to save Zhibing, but I was genuinely afraid.

Only after seeing them commit such a brutal attack did they dare to rush out, but—