Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

"You have a son!"

Once you have mastered your inner strength to the level of Duan Yanqing, even if there is a thunderbolt in your ears, you will not be moved.

But these fluttering words made Duan Yanqing feel that all the hair on his body stood on end.

what did you say?

Duan Yanqing suspected that he had heard wrongly, and subconsciously wanted to open his mouth to speak, but when the words reached his mouth, he only made a "hissing" sound, like a piece of burnt charcoal being poured with water.

The huge surprise made him dizzy. The surprise was followed by doubt, panic, and confusion. All kinds of complex emotions continued to add fuel to his inner world at the moment, making his head feel like a pot of boiled paste. .

I have a son?

I have a son!

"You're lying to me, right? You're lying to me, right? You must be lying to me, right?"

Duan Yanqing grabbed Murong Fu's wrist with his dry hands like eagle claws.

His eyes flickered, and his big hands trembled. Even though he has experienced countless bloody storms and endured countless scorn and abuse in the past few decades, he has never been moved. Some people say that he is a ghost who crawled back from hell to the world. He is cruel and vicious. He is too lazy to argue and just goes his own way.

But now someone told him that he had a son in this world!

God, are there any more beautiful words in this world than this?

I, Duan Yanqing, am a human being, a living and emotional person just like you! I also have a heart, I also have a liver, I can also be sad and cry, and I can also be ecstatic. In this world, I also have a son! I am human too!

A line of hot tears fell from Duan Yanqing.

The great surprise was followed by deep fear.

If Murong Fu said to him at this moment: I lied to you, I was just kidding.

He must be going crazy.

The feeling of being thrown back after spending decades in the deepest part of hell, feeling the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers as soon as I arrived in the human world.

Murong Fu smiled slightly, did not answer, and easily broke away from the other party's control. Instead, he slowly said the following words: "

Outside Tianlong Temple, under the Bodhi tree. Hanako is sloppy, Guanyin has long hair. "

"Woo!"

There are only a few words, but they are like a sharp ax that splits the brain open, and a dusty past rushes into my mind like a tide. That night that changed his life, those jade arms as white as camellias

Murong Fu smiled mysteriously: "That was twenty years ago, when you rushed back to Dali from other places. When you were intercepted and killed by a strong enemy on Huguang Road, you relied on your own will to rush back to Dali after being seriously injured. Emperor Baoding had already ascended the throne at that time.

At that time, your legs were broken, and your throat was chopped with a knife. You will become lame and mute in the future. You know that Dali at that time was actually a dragon's pond and a tiger's den for you, and it was not suitable to stay for a long time. But you still struggled to come to Tianlong Temple and wanted to ask your uncle, Master Kurong, to seek justice for you. Unexpectedly, he was told that Master Kurong had entered samadhi and he didn’t know when he would be able to come out.

You are desperate and hopeless, thinking that it would be better to just die. But unfortunately you were so weak at that time that you didn't even have the strength to crash to death under the Bodhi tree.

Just then, a long-haired woman in white came from a distance. Do you want me to continue talking? Brother Duan? "

Duan Yanqing's mood at this time could no longer be described as shocked. It should be said that he was numb.

What Murong Fu said was almost exactly the same as what happened back then. Even if someone was watching at the time, it would be impossible for him to know so clearly.

If there are gods in the world, then Murong Fu in front of him is probably their incarnation in the human world.

Ignoring Duan Yanqing's look, Murong Fu continued: "Later, the woman in white was pregnant for ten months and gave birth to a boy. To this day, that boy is already in his prime. But he never knew his biological child. Whoever the father is, his mother will naturally not tell him about this past incident."

"Who are you? Who are you? Why do you know! Can you tell me who that child is? Tell me! I will listen to you in everything from now on. If you ask me to kill, I will kill. If you ask me If I do good deeds, I will do good deeds. Even if you want me to die right now, I will kill myself immediately. Please tell me, who is that child?"

Duan Yanqing stretched out his hand, like a drowning man, desperately trying to grasp the last straw.

It’s unmistakable. The person in front of me must be the incarnation of gods and Buddhas, who came specifically to save me! He told me that if I had a biological son in the world, it would be right. Yes, it turns out I have a son in this world and I never knew it.

what is his name? What does it look like? Are you married? How are you doing now? Have you ever wasted your life? Has he embarked on a road of no return like his father?

How did he know that not only did his son not waste his life, but his life was simply brilliant!

Murong Fu shook his head slowly: "Sorry, I can't tell you who he is yet."

"what why!"

Duan Yanqing was shocked, angry, disappointed, frightened, scared, and all kinds of emotions piled up in his heart, as if a barren hill was trying to bury him again and send him back to the hell that belonged to him.

"Do you think, even if I tell you who he is, your son will recognize you as a father?"

Murong Fu poured a basin of cold water into his pocket, which extinguished most of Duan Yanqing's enthusiasm.

Yes, what qualifications do I have to let my son, whom I have never met and didn't even know existed such a son half a day ago, accept me?

Perhaps this was the first time in decades that Duan Yanqing felt how uncomfortable regret was.

"I"

"Three years, I'll give you three years. If after three years, there is no longer the title 'Full of Evil' in the world, I will let your son meet you, how about you, the most evil person in the world!"

Murong Fu deliberately said the words "the most evil person in the world" very strongly, almost word for word, like heavy hammer after hammer, hitting Duan Yanqing's heart hard.

"Okay, I promise you that I will never kill again. I will cleanse myself of the sins I have committed in the past. I have only one question, and you must answer me!"

After a long time, Duan Yanqing spoke with great difficulty.

"You said."

Murong Fu said.

"My son, how is he doing now?"

Duan Yanqing said anxiously.

"He is living a good life. His mother and adoptive father love him extremely. He has a respected status, is both civil and military, and handsome. There are a lot of beautiful women around him who love him."

Murong Fu smiled.

Duan Yanqing took a deep breath, looked up at the sky, opened his mouth wide, and laughed silently.

"Thank you, Murong Fu!"

Duan Yanqing said.

"You're welcome!"

"Last question, can you tell me how you know this?"

Duan Yanqing said suspiciously.

"Because, I am Murong Fu! Jianghu Baixiaosheng, Murong Fu!"