Konghou [Quick Transmigration]

That old house was too old and too small. Most of Yu Youhuang's plans were limited by the small space and could not be implemented.He thought about waiting for the spring to pass and the weather to be really warm, and then take Murong Huashe to move to another place.Going to a more prosperous or quieter place depends entirely on Murong Huashe's wishes. If she wants to live in the Forbidden City, he is willing to do his best for his daughter.

However, before Yu Youhuang could inquire about Murong Huashe's wishes, he encountered trouble, which made him have to leave as soon as possible.

It was a very ordinary night, the bamboo outside the house was noisy by the wind, and the quiet insects in the daytime made noisy noises from time to time on the tip of the moon.

Yu Youhuang was lying on the bed made up of several stools, looking at Murong Huashe who was sleeping on the big bed if he had nothing to do.Is his daughter too young, too small, covered by a wide quilt, at first glance it looks flat and looks like nothing.However, he could still clearly see the only small head exposed, and the hair on it seemed to be darker and brighter than before, and it seemed that the small face was also a little fatter.This delusion made Yu Youhuang feel a little satisfied. This is all due to him, he raised it.

Under Yu Youhuang's watchful eyes, the sleeping Murong Huashe dreamed of something bad, her brows frown into knots, her hands and feet twitched, as if she was trying to break free from something.

Yu Youhuang immediately turned over to comfort the little girl in the nightmare, and at this moment, he instinctively felt the subtlety hidden in the air.He still continued to comfort Murong Huashe, but with the other hand he pulled the long sword out from under the pillow.

With the sound of a bird's scream, Yu Youhuang held the sword in one hand and turned it into a flower, and flicked away the metal hidden weapon that came in from the window.Yu Youhuang waved his hand, and the window opened silently, revealing the man in black outside the window. The man in black had eyes full of hatred and bloodshot eyes.

came to seek revenge on him.Yu Youhuang was about to get up to fight, but she saw Murong Huashe's eyelashes moving, as if she was about to fall asleep.

Following Yu Youhuang's line of sight, the man in black also found Murong Huashe in the room, he hesitated for a while, and put down the plum blossom needle that was waiting to be released.

Yu Youhuang breathed a sigh of relief, and cupped his fists at him.

Murong Hua woke up, saw Yu Youhuang sitting by the bed, and threw herself into his arms.

"Father..." The little girl told him with a weeping voice, "I dreamed about people from the Devil's Cult. They wanted to arrest me. I was so scared..."

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Yu Youhuang hugged her tightly, patted her thin back, and stared intently at the man in black outside the window.

"Keep sleeping, father is here to protect you."

Yu Youhuang half-forced Murong Huashe to lie down, trying to persuade her to continue sleeping.However, Murong Huashe had the intuition of a small animal. She saw that Yu Youhuang didn't want her to notice anything, so she looked around and saw the man in black outside the window.

"Father, who is he?" Murong Huashe asked softly, the man in black outside the window seemed annoyed.

Seeing that she also saw the man in black, Yu Youhuang knew that this matter was unavoidable.Then he said to her: "I'll deal with it, you can wait for me in the room obediently?"

Murong Huashe seemed to want to shake his head, but it was better to nod, and grabbed Yu Youhuang's hand who was about to get up and leave, "You must come back well."

"Okay." Yu Youhuang pulled out his hand and patted her head.Then he clenched his sword and walked out.

There was a night wind blowing outside, and bamboo leaves swirled in the wind, and the man in black made a lancet as thin as a leaf.

Under Yu Youhuang's deliberate guidance, the two fought away from Murong Huashe's sphere of influence in the house.

Murong Huashe couldn't see their figures, and could only vaguely hear the clash of weapons mixed in the wind, one after another, indicating the intensity of the fight.

After an unknown amount of time, Murong Huashe heard a clear scream, a voice she was familiar with.

"daughter!"

Yu Youhuang's mournful cry made Murong Hua's pupils dilate. She jumped out of bed in fright, and ran to the door with bare feet. When she just showed her head, the fallen man in black greeted her. Throw out the poisonous thorns.

Murong Huashe didn't see it, she worriedly asked Yu Youhuang who was standing there: "Father, what's wrong with you?"

Yu Youhuang didn't look strange at all, the voice was not made by him, it was the last desperate effort of the man in black.If you can't kill the big one, then killing the small one can also solve the hatred.

Yu Youhuang threw out the sword and rushed towards Murong Huashe faster than the poisonous thorns.When Murong Huashe saw the flying sword, she froze in place, and the sword grazed her ear, and pierced into the heart of the person behind her with a 'puchi' sound, and the poisonous thorns also arrived, piercing the door frame next to Murong Huashe superior.

Murong Huashe gasped, then ran towards Yu Youhuang.

"I missed it." The man in black who fell on the ground saw the little girl holding Yu Youhuang's thigh, and murmured in a low voice, as if he was speaking for Yu Youhuang, as if he was speaking for himself.

Yu Youhuang bowed his hands to the man in black, and thanked him sincerely: "Thank you for being merciful to my little girl."

Yu Youhuang could clearly see that when the man in black threw out the poisonous thorn, he was moved with compassion, and that's why the poisonous thorn missed.Otherwise... Yu Youhuang hugged Murong Huashe, feeling a little scared.

"I once had a daughter who was as old as her." The man in black whispered, looking at Murong Huashe with far-reaching eyes, looking at another person.Complicated emotions overflowed in his eyes, and he said to himself: "But I have too many enemies, and she was implicated."

I see.Yu Youhuang understood that this person's contradictory attitude towards Murong Huashe was not limited by the morals of the world, but because Aiwu and Wujia felt guilty.

"Is she dead?" Murong Huashe asked in a low voice while grabbing the clothes on Yu Youhuang's chest.

The man in black closed his eyes and nodded his head. His abdomen was pierced by Yu Youhuang, and he was already dying.

Murong Huashe stared at him closely, watching his every movement, with only sadness and sympathy in his eyes, no fear of death.Yu Youhuang noticed this.

Before the man in black died, he looked at Yu Youhuang as if he wanted to say something, but finally swallowed his last breath with a wry smile.Like all Jianghu people, he has his own unknown story.Misfortunes and fortunes come and go, and some people's stories will never have the opportunity to tell others.

"Father." Murong Hua hugged Yu Youhuang's neck and said softly, "He's dead."

"Go back to sleep first, I'll take care of it." Yu Youhuang bent down and put her down, and took out a bottle from his sleeve, but he didn't open it immediately because of Murong Huashe's presence.

Murong Huashe didn't leave, she looked at the bottle and whispered, "I know it's corpse water."

Yu Youhuang frowned and looked at her, she lowered her head, "Father, you don't have to avoid me, I've seen it many times in the Devil's Cult."

"I'm not afraid."

Hearing this, Yu Youhuang's heart was full of mixed feelings, and he wanted to say a lot, but when he saw Murong Huashe's clear eyes, all of them turned into a sigh.

Under Murong Huashe's gaze, Yu Youhuang turned the two corpses into blood and threw away their dirty clothes.

In this world of high martial arts, corpse water is a very magical thing. It can instantly dissolve everything on a person's body, including hair and teeth, but it has no destructive power on other things, and it is very targeted.

After everything was finished, Yu Youhuang and Murong Huashe sat on the edge of the bed.Yu Youhuang wiped off the stains on the sword, turned his head and asked Murong Huashe: "She'er, do you want to avenge your family?" He was referring to the family where Murong Huashe was exterminated, Gusu Murong family.He originally wanted to wait for her to ask this question when she was older.

To his surprise, Murong Hua shook his head.

"I don't want revenge, and they don't want me to avenge them." Murong Huashe said slowly, seriously.The mother who took her to hide in the secret path told her before she died that she didn't want Murong Huashe to live in the shadows with hatred forever, she wanted her to live as simple as an ordinary person, just in peace .

"You really don't want revenge?" Yu Youhuang asked again uncertainly, and added: "If you want revenge, I'll teach you martial arts, then there will be no match for you in the Jianghu."

Murong Huashe still shook his head, and said with a smile: "Father, I just want to live a good life, and I don't want to learn martial arts. If I can, I want to study medicine, and hang the pot to help the world."

"You want to study medicine?" Yu Youhuang didn't feel any difference because Murong Huashe didn't want to learn martial arts.

"I want to study medicine."

"Okay." Yu Youhuang patted her little head again, and said softly, "Father will take you to find someone to study medicine."

"I have a friend who is one of the best doctors in Jianghu. He lives in Shuzhong. I will take you to him, and then we will settle there. Do you think it's okay?"

Of course Murong Huashe agreed with the proposal.

So after dawn, Yu Youhuang rented a carriage and horses at the post station, found a coachman and set off towards central Shu with Murong Huashe and the jars of wine buried in the courtyard.Too many people know about his residence, for the sake of Murong Huashe's safety, he must leave here, and he can't let what happened last night happen again.

Last night, the person felt compassion twice, but that didn't mean that his other enemies would also feel compassion for his daughter.In the rivers and lakes, there are many vicious and vicious people.

Yu Youhuang's trip was not so much about relocation as it was about traveling around purposefully. He still had a lot of savings, so along the way Murong Huashe had to stop when he thought it looked good, and stay with the coachman for a few days. , and because he wanted to buy something for his daughter on a whim, and rented a carriage.

When the two arrived in Shuzhong and met the friend who was studying medicine, it was already late summer and early autumn.

Yu Youhuang bought a large piece of land near a friend's residence and built a big house with a big yard.He was finally satisfied, planted flowers in the yard and built a swing, and transplanted a sycamore tree that was the same age as Murong Huashe.He even once wanted to buy a mountain to plant herbs for Murong Huashe in the future.

After asking Murong Huashe for her opinion, he changed her name to 'Yu Huashe', and giggled all day after changing her name.

My friend didn't understand. According to his previous knowledge of Yu Youhuang, Murong Huashe should be a burden to him.But he could always clearly feel the changes in Yu Youhuang. He changed from the ruthless sword master he knew to an ordinary and kind father.

Everything seems to be moving in a good direction.That friend who studied medicine took Yu Huashe as his apprentice. Yu Huashe was very smart, extremely talented and had a good memory, which made him wish to give her all he had learned all his life.

Yu Youhuang was also happy, but she was very upset with her friend's big apprentice who was always clinging to her daughter.

However, in the medicine garden in the distance, unknown herbs bloomed small white flowers. The little boy picked a small flower and inserted it into the little girl's temples. Then, with the girl's smile, he was willing to be held by his master. The stick chased and ran around.

The boy's begging for mercy and the little girl's laughter reached the ears of Yu Youhuang, who was peeping from the tree. He thought it was fine, and put aside his anger towards the boy for the time being.

The sycamore tree in the yard was blown off a few yellow leaves by the wind, and the altar of fake daughter red was buried under it.After many years, my childhood sweethearts will drink this altar together.