Chapter 67: Mantuo Mountain Villa

What the hell is a Great General Wu? Does the Wu Family even have such a figure? Wu Chengyu looked confused, while the people beside him laughed heartily.

Wu Zhengliang patted Wu Zhenghui's shoulder and said: "Talk nicely to Xiao Ershiyi. Also, the Ancestor is an elder; don't joke about elders."

Wu Zhenghui stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth and said vaguely: "I originally investigated everywhere with no results. Remembering you said the Murong Family were figures from a hundred years ago, I only then recalled that we still have a hundred-year-old ancestor alive at home."

The Ancestor is of the Great Generation. His great-great-grandson is your peer. He loved literature and hated martial arts since childhood, and was sent to Hangzhou Academy to study. A few days ago, after passing the provincial examination and getting married, the old man loved this great-great-grandson most. Coupled with his indeed robust health, he ran to Hangzhou to visit him and stayed for half a year, just returning a few days ago.

I went to visit him, and only after pressing him did I learn that there indeed was such a Murong Family a hundred years ago. Our ancestor even met the Murong family head of that time when he was young.

The old man had a nickname called Great General Wu. Speaking of it, it actually relates to this Murong Family. It is said that this Murong family head went mad for some reason. He liked to pull children from Gusu City to play house. He proclaimed himself the Great Yan Emperor and granted official titles and promises to the children around him. Our ancestor at that time received the title of Yingyang General.

In a blink, a hundred years passed. The old man only with great difficulty recalled these things and told me the location of the Murong Family's Yanzixu. Based on Yanzixu's location and your description, I also found the small island full of camellias you mentioned, ten-plus li away by water from Yanzixu.

This is the map I drew. There are boats at home. Find a time to have a servant row a boat to go find them. However, I don't know how long these two islands have been abandoned. I estimate you won't gain anything, but Uncle, I have finally fulfilled what I promised you.

How about it? Is this news enough to trade you several jars of wine?"

It counts, of course it counts. Wu Chengyu wished he could give him another hundred jars. Now he finally put a worry to rest. Having transmigrated to The Legend of the Condor Heroes world, who wouldn't want to find those divine arts and secret manuals heard since childhood? The others are far away, but only the Murong Family and Wu Chengyu are both in Gusu.

With such a close distance, not searching—how could he justify this transmigration? Even if Wu Chengyu never felt that transmigrating here was a good thing.

After everyone ate and drank their fill, even the hot pot soup was drunk clean by Wu Zhenghui. When several uncles left, Wu Zhengliang pointed at the pot with only oil sheen left.

Wu Chengyu immediately understood: "I will write down this base recipe later and send it to Fourth Uncle tomorrow."

Wu Zhengliang was very satisfied. Who wouldn't like such a sensible, interesting, and capable grandnephew? "Alright. Now the Third House's main industry is several restaurants in Gusu City. This Ancient Antique Soup is very delicious. Once the pot is opened, the aroma spreads everywhere, and guests come naturally. It is most effective in the cold winter and twelfth lunar month. Once the restaurant has profits, I will still give you thirty percent."

The next morning, Wu Chengyu impatiently came to the Wu Family's exclusive dock to take a boat out.

From this dock to the Wang Family's small island is the nearest. After more than half an hour, Wu Chengyu landed on the Wang Family's Mantuo Mountain Villa ruins.

Things are but people are gone, all is empty. At this time, the small island was completely abandoned, with no human habitation. Only camellias seen everywhere still carried the lingering charm of those years.

Within the vicinity of Gusu City, only here do camellias bloom the most and most brilliantly. Unfortunately, for a hundred years no one has tended them, and they have long become wild flowers, no longer having the infinite glory of the Eighteen Scholars, Grabbing the Beauty's Face, and Three Heroes of Wind and Dust.

The people and things of this world cannot withstand the passage of time. Only these flowers and grasses bloom and wither again in the ages. These camellias grow wantonly, covering the whole island. It seems that the flower fertilizer made from people back then at least nourished the land here for a hundred years.

Wu Chengyu walked toward the depths of the small island while opening his Supernatural Five Senses, gradually sensing everything around. There were no large animals on the island, only village rats and wild snakes he occasionally startled away. Besides, he also saw scattered human bones, presumably dug up from underground by some small animals.

In the time of half an incense stick, some broken walls and ruins appeared before Wu Chengyu's eyes. It seems what is before him is Mantuo Mountain Villa.

He walked forward casually, building a Divine Sense Three-Dimensional Dynamic Image in his mind as he walked. Everything within a hundred meters was in his heart. Unfortunately, besides some broken bowls and windows, there was no gain.

After walking through all these ruins once more, he soon found a ruined house suspected to be Langhuan Jade Cave. Inside the ruined house were some dilapidated, shapeless bookcases. The bookcases were empty. Presumably, this was where martial arts of various schools and sects were originally placed.

Back then, Wang Yuyan should have sat quietly by the window every day, watching the camellias outside, blowing the Taihu wind, and turning page by page to read and memorize. In Jin Daxia's world, she knew no martial arts but had all kinds of moves in her heart. As soon as others made a move, she could state the sect and martial arts characteristics. Such a person was only her alone.

Thinking of this, Wu Chengyu couldn't help but fantasize about what kind of charm this Fairy Sister had back then.

Especially Wang Yuyan and her mother Li Qingluo, and also the Xia Taifei Li Qiushui. Wang Yuyan is a graceful young lady, Li Qingluo is a charming young married woman, Li Qingluo is a youthful-evergreen ripe version. Three generations of ancestors and descendants all have the same peerless face. Hiss. Wu Chengyu took a deep breath.

Unfortunately, no chance to meet her. Speaking of many beauties, it still has to be Tianlong. Compared with it, The Legend of the Condor Heroes pales in comparison.

Wu Chengyu searched Mantuo Mountain Villa two or three times repeatedly, but still gained nothing. With his Supernatural Five Senses, it was impossible to miss any place.

It seems the trip to Mantuo Mountain Villa is destined to gain nothing. Wu Chengyu was somewhat disappointed but not much. The Wang Family is different from the Murong Family. After Li Qingluo died, the Wang Family only had Wang Yuyan alone. She married Duan Yu. Everything of Mantuo Mountain Villa must have been taken as dowry to Dali, cheapening the Dali Duan clan for nothing.

The reason he didn't give up and came here for a trip was just to be on the safe side. If he didn't make this trip, Wu Chengyu couldn't let it go.

After all, in Wu Chengyu's heart, the martial arts in Langhuan Jade Cave should be higher than the Murong Family's Huanfushuge. After all, it is a collection from the Xiaoyao Sect. However, with Wang Yuyan, that little white-eyed wolf, it is estimated that Murong Fu copied away quite a lot back then.

Wu Chengyu casually broke off a light pink camellia. The fragrance was very strong. Not seeing the Eighteen Scholars, this flower can be regarded as a failed scholar. It can be considered not a wasted trip.

He walked out of the small island and got back on the boat. This time his target was the old site of the Murong Family: Yanzixu Canghai Mountain Villa.

This time Wu Chengyu was a bit apprehensive. A hundred years of rise and fall—who knows what is left of the Murong Family now? After Murong Fu, the Murong Family gradually declined and had no news. Where do the current people of Gusu City know how powerful Southern Murong was in Gusu back then?

He had read many martial arts fanfictions. People like him who ran to the Canghai Mountain Villa ruins could always get something. Basically, Dou Zhuan Xing Yi and Canhe Finger were indispensable. But he is now in the real world. Who knows if he has such luck?

Presumably, as long as the Murong Family people didn't encounter a sudden drastic change, but just moved the whole family, how could they casually discard the secret manuals in Huanfushuge here?

Wu Chengyu was drooling over the Murong Family's martial arts, especially Dou Zhuan Xing Yi. This directly relates to whether the Protective Dao Method in the Quansheng Xinfa can be cultivated. If he can't find Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, he can only find a way to go to the Bright Peak in Xi Yu and try to take the Ming Cult's Qian Kun Da Nuo Yi.

If going to Mantuo Mountain Villa at first held little hope, just wanting to pay respects to the beauty's old site, then Yanzixu relates to the success or failure of this trip.

Many people guess Great General Wu is Wu San Tong, but he really isn't. I don't really like this guy. When writing this part, my head was on the last fragment of Tianlong, just the scene of Murong Fu going mad and pulling children to grant official titles.

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(Chapter End)