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

Chapter 302 Huangdao Master Murong Bo

Human life is worthless here, even less valuable than the lives of ordinary people in the Song Dynasty.

Murong Bo didn't care, and neither did they.

Human life is cheap; all they want is a chance to have enough to eat and meat to eat.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Master!"

Upon hearing Murong Bo cough again, Gang Taro became anxious. Murong Bo was his great benefactor and his mentor.

His gratitude and his own future fate were both influenced by Murong Bo, so naturally he hoped that Murong Bo could recover his health.

"Damn it." Murong Bo looked at the blood he coughed up, his heart filled with resentment.

After arriving in Japan, he diligently practiced the Nine Yang Divine Skill given to him by his son, Murong Fu.

He discovered that his old injuries were constantly healing, his body was getting better and better, and he could even stand up straight every morning, which made him feel as if he had returned to his 16-year-old self.

The name Jiuyang left an even deeper impression on Murong Bo's mind.

His career was progressing very smoothly, and this land was nominally controlled by some emperor.

But in reality, the emperor is just a figurehead or a puppet; the actual control over this land comes from two major samurai groups.

The Kanto Genji and the Ise Taira clan.

Murong Bo joined the Kanto Genji clan and quickly became the de facto controller of this makeshift group.

But perhaps it was because of Jiu Yang's restored vitality, perhaps because of his subordinates, or perhaps because of his own arrogance.

He was having affairs with Japanese women like crazy, sometimes two or three a day, sometimes seven or eight.

But when you walk by the river, you're bound to get your shoes wet.

His enemy, the Ise Taira clan, learned of his hobby and deliberately poisoned him.

Murong Bo, who was almost a god in Japan, contracted a Japanese venereal disease, which is what later became known as syphilis.

This disease is classified into latent stage, primary syphilis, secondary syphilis, tertiary syphilis, and... death.

These processes spread throughout the body, causing acne, damaging organs, attacking the brain, and ultimately leading to death.

It causes both mental and physical harm to people, and may ultimately lead to death from physical complications or from mental breakdown and suicide.

There is a poem:

A few plum blossoms in the corner, blooming alone in the cold; the warts know it's not snow, only the fragrance of mugwort comes.

Although Murong Bo possessed superb skills, he had not mastered them to perfection and could not achieve the level of immunity to all diseases.

At this moment, his physical functions have deteriorated, and there is no longer any chance for a perfect outcome.

My health is deteriorating day by day, and my spirits are declining day by day.

He estimated that his day was approaching.

Moreover... after so many years of sowing, he still hasn't had a child to inherit his ambition of unifying Japan... Thinking of this, Murong Bo felt extremely disappointed.

At this moment, his disciple, Okatarou, began to ramble on:

Master, I've found out from them this time, the Song Dynasty is already gone...

The country is now called Great Hua, so the Song flags have all been replaced with Hua flags. Haha, I thought the commander of that fleet was surnamed Hua.

"Great Hua? Great Song is gone?" Murong Bo's eyes darted around occasionally, and he could feel his sluggish brain starting to work again.

The Song Dynasty has fallen?

What a perfect time to rebel!

If I wait a few more years...

But Dahua? Not Liao, Western Xia, or even Tibet or Dali...:

Not noticing Murong Bo's unusual behavior, Gangtaro continued to answer his questions, saying:

"After the fall of the Song Dynasty, the emperor of the Great Hua Dynasty was named...::.Mu Rongfu? Or...Murong Fu?"

"Murong Fu?!"

A light, absent for years, shone in Murong Bo's eyes. His heartstrings trembled, and he asked:

"Murong Fu? Where is he from? What's his son's name? What's his father's name?"

When Murong Bo came to Japan, he naturally had to take a Japanese name, which was Kurofuji Masakawa.

Gangtaro, of course, didn't know that his master's surname was Murong. Hearing the other party's series of questions, he immediately knelt down to apologize, his head on the ground, his waist bent, his buttocks raised, and loudly answered:

"Red Bean Private Marseille!"

Master, it was my dereliction of duty that I failed to inquire about these details!

Murong Bo said, "Then why don't you go and ask?!"

"Hi!"

"Master, Emperor Murong Fu of the Great Hua Dynasty was from Suzhou."

His father was named Murong Bo, and he had many sons: the eldest son was named Murong Lang, the eldest daughter was Murong Bao'er, the second son was Murong Hai...

Upon hearing that he was from Suzhou, Murong Bo's heart tightened, and he felt his blood flow erratically.

Upon hearing that his father was Murong Bo, Murong Bo's hair stood on end, as if something had pierced through him from head to toe!

That is the ambition to restore the Great Yan Dynasty!!!

The ambition that has flowed through the Murong family for over six hundred years!

But why is it Da Hua, and not Da Yan?

Later, I heard Murong Fu's list of children, which sounded like a menu.

He never imagined that Murong Fu had so many sons and so many grandsons.

Thinking about how he had worked hard for more than ten years and still hadn't been able to conquer even a small island like Japan, while his son had already accomplished the great task of restoring his country, although... it wasn't the Great Yan.

But Murong Bo had no more desires. He realized that the reason why the Great Hua Dynasty blocked Japan was probably because it did not want to acknowledge its disgraced father as the Emperor Emeritus.

"Hahaha, this is exactly what the head of the Murong family should do!"

This is the true nature of an emperor!

He also realized that his presence would only cause trouble, especially since a retired emperor suffering from syphilis would only be a scandal for the royal family.

For six hundred years, the Murong family had considered themselves royalty, yet now they had fallen so low...

Murong Bo stood up, his face showing complete ease.

He pulled out two thin books from a mechanism on the bookshelf behind him and handed them to Okatarou, saying:

"This is a second-rate internal skill and an eighteen-style woodcutter's knife technique."

You should practice diligently from now on.

He then used his inner energy to shatter the Nine Yang Divine Skill in his arms, and at the same time shattered his own heart meridian.

"Gantaro, cremate me... scatter my ashes in Gusu, that's my hometown..."

He then passed away suddenly, but his figure was so tall in front of Gangtaro.

"Master!!!"

Gangtaro knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing. He didn't understand why...:

You even brought the medicine yourself...

In the world of Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, Murong Fu was still thinking about when he could visit the new world, when suddenly a young Taoist priest from Wudang Mountain came to report:

"Hero Murong, a group of foreigners have arrived at the mountain gate."

They say they're from the Ming Cult's Persian headquarters and want to meet with you...

Murong Fu nodded. He had naturally noticed that outsiders had come up the mountain, but he hadn't paid any attention or investigated. Unexpectedly, it was the group of people who had sent the young Taoist priest to lead them into the side hall. He then turned around and went into the room. The furnishings inside were still so simple, but the air was filled with a warm atmosphere.

Murong Fu said to the person on the bed:

"Did you hear that?"

"The Persian Ming Cult has come to pick you up. Hurry up and get dressed, my Miss Huiyue!"