Proud of the rivers and lakes

The person who came was Wen Ruyu.

He smiled slightly at Fu Jinghong and Leng Qixuan and said, "Why don't you two go in?"

Dressed in white, it set off even more that he was as gentle as jade, and he was as clean as a dust.

Fu Jinghong came back to his senses, smiled back and said, "Go in now."

Leng Qixuan returned to his expressionless expression, and said nothing coldly.

When the three returned to the main hall, it was the time when the banquet was in full swing.

Murong Lin was chatting happily with Shen Bishui, when he saw the three of them coming back, he glanced at Wen Ruyu, nodded, then turned around and chatted with Shen Bishui again.

Although Fu Jinghong slandered Wen Ruyu why he ran out so well, he would not ask openly.

But what he was even more curious about was that Shen Bishui seemed to be very long-sleeved and good at dancing. During the conversation with Murong Lin, he seemed to be very fond of Murong Lin. The eyes are very satisfied.

And Murong Lin's words seemed to have the intention of testing Shen Bishui.

Fu Jinghong couldn't help being amused. Not long ago, Muronglin recognized Wen Ruyu in his heart, and now he seems to have some interest in Shen Bishui... Naturally, it is not an exaggeration to have one or two more options for a good son-in-law, but it's just like this Looking at Wen Ruyu's face, it seems a little unreasonable.

He glanced at Wen Ruyu who was seated again, but he didn't see any strange emotions on Wen Ruyu's face.

But Murong Wu beside him, his eyes were vacillating between Wen Ruyu and Shen Bishui, looking at Wen Ruyu with bewildered eyes for a while, and scrutinizing Shen Bishui with shy eyes for a while. Heart is hard to choose.

But Shen Bishui over there didn't seem to notice it at all, and was still chatting with Murong Lin, with a pair of peach blossom eyes that seemed to be full of romance, thin lips slightly raised, and the color of the lips was like a flower.While talking with Murong Lin, he occasionally tapped the peach blossom fan on the table. The hand holding the fan was as long as jade and as white as bone china.

Sure enough, it was quite a romantic attitude to please the girl, no wonder Murong Wu had a hard time making a choice.

Fu Jinghong thought it was funny in his heart, but on the surface he remained calm, eating and drinking tea in a regular manner.

Soon, the meal was over, and after snacks were served, Murong Lin and Shen Bishui were still talking, Fu Jinghong left first, and Leng Qixuan and Bai Lianhua naturally followed.

The three brothers returned to the guest room, Leng Qixuan looked at Fu Jinghong hesitantly, but returned to his room.

Bai Lianhua looked at Fu Jinghong pitifully, and was driven back to his room by Fu Jinghong justly.

Fu Jinghong heaved a sigh of relief and turned back to his room, but the moment he opened the door, he was almost frightened.

Standing in the middle of his room, the person dressed in white and as tall as bamboo, isn't that just Wen Ruyu?

"Brother Wen, why are you here?" Fu Jinghong regained his composure,

smiled.

Wen Ruyu turned around and looked at Fu Jinghong with a deep expression on her face.

"Aren't you discussing important martial arts matters with Senior Murong?" When Fu Jinghong had just resigned, Murong Lin, Shen Bishui and Wen Ruyu were chatting happily, how could Wen Ruyu appear in front of him at this time?

Wen Ruyu paused, then smiled and said, "I'm taking my leave on the grounds that I don't feel well."

Fu Jinghong looked puzzled.

Wen Ruyu calmed down and said, "I came to you to discuss something."

"What's the matter?" Fu Jinghong asked suspiciously.

"...Naturally it is a matter of Murong Mansion." Wen Ruyu said seriously.

Fu Jinghong smiled and said: "I thought Brother Wen, you were going to be the son-in-law of the Murong Mansion, but you forgot about it."

Wen Ruyu paused, then said helplessly: "Brother Fu, you know very well... I have no such intentions towards Murong Wu."

Fu Jinghong smiled, noncommittal.

Wen Ruyu smiled helplessly, and said just now: "I purposely got close to Murong Wu, of course to take the opportunity to find out."

"Oh? How did it turn out?" Fu Jinghong raised his eyebrows.

Wen Ruyu said: "Murong Wu doesn't seem to know much about the affairs of the Murong Mansion... However, I have tried many times these days, but I have learned some secrets of the Murong Mansion that are not known to the public."

"Oh?" Fu Jinghong was really interested now.

"It's said... Actually, there used to be a fourth lady in this Murong Mansion." Wen Ruyu paused and said slowly.

"Fourth Madame?" Fu Jinghong paused, almost subconsciously, then remembered the picture of the beauty in that room.

"That's true. The strange thing is that this fourth lady entered the Murong Mansion earlier than the other wives." Wen Ruyu paused and said, "But this fourth lady never seemed to have any status, let alone for the sake of it." As far as outsiders know, people in Jianghu only know that there are three wives in the Murong Mansion."

"Oh?" Fu Jinghong recalled the details of the painting. The background color of the painting has turned yellow, and it can be seen that the year has indeed been a long time. The blank areas on the four sides of the painting seem to have faded, except for the center The portraits of the characters are very well preserved... It seems that they have been caressed by someone, but they are not willing to damage the person in the painting.

"It is said that the third son who has never met is the son of the fourth lady." Wen Ruyu continued.

Fu Jinghong paused, and then woke up like a dream, he finally remembered why the fourth lady was so familiar, wasn't it because of the third son?He remembered the startled glimpse that night, the faces of the three young masters gradually became clear, the eyebrows and eyes of the woman in the painting were indistinguishable, like the appearance of a celestial being exiled from the world, how could it not make people forget the world?

Fu Jinghong's heart was extremely complicated.

Wen Ruyu didn't seem to notice it at all, and continued: "The outside world seems to be completely unaware of the existence of such a fourth lady. Of course, I didn't know about it before. If it wasn't for Murong Wu's inadvertent slip-up, I wouldn't have known that there was such a fourth lady in the Murong Mansion. Fourth madam, but why did Murong Lin keep that fourth madam?"

Fu Jinghong hesitated for a while, then said: "I seem to have seen that man in yellow again just now."

"How?" Wen Ruyu frowned.

Fu Jinghong shook his head, and said: "The man in yellow's martial arts is unpredictable, I am not as good as it, but the man in yellow seems to be deliberately leading me into a room, and when I go in, I see a portrait of a woman. It's the fourth lady."

Wen Ruyu paused, presumably he never expected Fu Jinghong to discover this.

Fu Jinghong continued: "There is Murong Lin's inscription in that painting, and the year seems a bit out of date... The woman in the painting is quite charming, compared to the three wives, she is really different..." Then Although the three wives are very well-maintained, rich and beautiful women, even when they were young, they were probably just above average.

If the person who cherished the painting was Murong Lin, why did he hide the fourth lady in the deepest place?

If Murong Lin is Xi Hua's person, it can be seen that he is not hypocritical to this Fourth Madam, so why should this Fourth Madam be shamed?

"There seems to be the name of the fourth lady in that painting... It seems to be called, Buddha Heart Liuli." Fu Jinghong hesitated.He was not sure, he had never seen such a double surname as Buddha Heart before, could it be someone from a foreign land?

"Buddha Heart Glass?" Wen Ruyu was slightly shocked when she heard it.

"Why?" Seeing that he seemed very surprised, Fu Jinghong asked quickly.

"Buddha Heart Liuli..." Wen Ruyu paused, and he looked at Fu Jinghong fixedly, "Is that really the name?"

"...Naturally," Fu Jinghong was puzzled, "that's the name inscribed in that painting."

Wen Ruyu's face darkened.

"What happened?" Fu Jinghong was even more puzzled.

After a while, Wen Ruyu said slowly: "Do you know that the Demon Cult once caused a bloody storm in the martial arts 20 years ago?"

Fu Jinghong said: "...never." Although he didn't grow up in the Valley of Duanxiu since he was a child, he has been in the Valley of Duanxiu since he could remember, and in the Valley of Duanxiu, he has never asked about the outside world.Apart from what Fu Jinghong knew after he set foot in Jianghu in his last life, he didn't know anything about other things, let alone what happened 20 years ago?

Wen Ruyu said: "The power of the Demon Cult is extremely tenacious. Although it has flourished and declined over the past few hundred years, and has been revived for a while, it has never been completely wiped out. And 20 years ago, it was the time when the Demon Cult made a comeback. There was a bloody storm in the middle of the war, and many sects that stood upright decades ago were wiped out in that battle."

"It is said that there are four branches under the Devil's Cult. At that time, the Devil's Cult had no leader, so the dragons had no leader, but there was a saint who took power temporarily..."

"The name of the saint is called Buddha Heart Liuli."

Now it was Fu Jinghong's turn to be shocked.

"The devil's saint... why is she called such a name?"

Buddha heart, Liuli.

Members of the Demon Cult have slaughtered countless people, so why did they choose such a compassionate name?

"How did I know?" Wen Ruyu smiled wryly, "This is also what I heard from my master later. Many sects were wiped out in that war, and they were all those who had had a feud with the Devil's Cult... At that time, our Pingshan sect There were also countless casualties, but fortunately, the foundation was not shaken."

Fu Jinghong could imagine how bloody the battle was, he said: "If the Buddha Heart Glaze is really a demon saint...how could it be the fourth Mrs. Murong?"

Wen Ruyu glanced at him, smiled wryly and said, "That's why I was so shocked just now."

Fu Jinghong frowned, and said, "Could it be that Murong Lin is also a member of the Demon Cult?"

"...Impossible. It was in that battle that Senior Murong killed one of the four sect masters of the Demon Cult. His reputation rose to prominence and his power shook the martial arts world..." Wen Ruyu also frowned.

Fu Jinghong paused, he didn't think Murong Lin's martial arts were advanced before, he thought it was just those Jianghu people who were in awe of the power of the Murong Mansion, but from Wen Ruyu's point of view, it doesn't seem to be the case?

However, when he tested Murong Lin's martial arts earlier, he really felt that Murong Lin's internal strength was not as good as his.

And the internal strength of the man in yellow was obviously higher than him.

"How's the martial arts of the demon sect?" Fu Jinghong asked suddenly.

He thought of Murong Lin's room full of martial arts secret books.

"It is said that it is unfathomable..." Wen Ruyu said.

Fu Jinghong frowned, the Demon Sect's martial arts were profound and unpredictable, but Murong Lin, who had learned the Demon Sect's martial arts by stealth, seemed insignificant to him.

And the man in yellow, who looked ordinary, was even better than him.

The martial arts of the man in yellow is naturally much higher than that of Murong Lin, if the purpose of the man in yellow is to target Murong Lin, why didn't he do it himself?

The man in yellow can put Murong Lin to death with just a snap of his fingers.

Murong Si is certainly the object of his suspicion, but the fourth young lady has gentle features and cowardly personality, walks and breathes like an ordinary person who has never practiced martial arts, how could it be the man in yellow with outstanding martial arts?

But Fu Jinghong thought about the smile on Murongsi's lips at that time, and hesitated.

Fu Jinghong was in a trance, but for some reason he was in a trance.

He was in a trance for a long time, and suddenly woke up like a dream.

He suddenly remembered that Murong Si's smile at that time was somewhat similar to the smile of the woman in the painting.