(Martial Arts Compilation + Murong Fu + Branching Out + Many Children Bring Happiness + Decisive Violence + Mindless)
Murong Fu transmigrates for twenty years; his young cousin gives birth to...
"It was on that day, the second day of the second lunar month, the day the dragon raised its head."
"Hero Li slaughtered his way through Liangshan, from the foot of the mountain to the top, annihilating thousands of bandits in one fell swoop, causing the wind and clouds to change color, without even blinking an eye!"
"According to local villagers, the rain that fell that day was blood red."
"..."
Murong Fu smiled slightly. These storytellers were arranged by his men. Different storytellers told different stories in various states and cities.
He can praise or smear whomever he wants with just a word.
At any time, public opinion is the most important thing. It can be said that whoever controls public opinion controls the power of discourse.
Of course, this is on the premise of having the corresponding strength.
Duan Yu couldn't help but feel compassion and said, "I never imagined that Young Master Li had killed so many people. I used to think that Young Master Li was a good person."
Azi scoffed and said disdainfully, "Idiot, haven't you heard? Killing one person makes you a thief, killing ten thousand makes you a demon, and killing ten million makes you a Buddha!"
"Amitabha!"
Kumārajīva walked over and said, “What the young lady said is quite interesting. I have spoken with Young Master Li, and his Buddhist nature is indeed very high.”
Duan Yu said with annoyance, "Kumārajīva, why are you so persistent?"
Kumārajīva smiled and said, "Young Master Duan is too attached to appearances. This humble monk was just passing by. I didn't expect to have such a connection with Young Master Duan."
"..."
Life is tough, Duan Yu sighed.
Murong Fu sipped his tea and couldn't help but smile.
Kumārajīva asked curiously, "Young Master Murong, what are you laughing at?"
Murong Fu smiled faintly and said, "It's nothing, I just suddenly thought of something happy."
Kumārajīva pressed further, "Oh? What is it that makes you so happy?"
Murong Fu hesitated for a moment, then said, "My wife has given birth to triplets."
"I see, that's truly cause for celebration."
Kumārajīva nodded in sudden realization.
While they were having a pleasant conversation, another acquaintance walked into the inn.