After sending Kang Guangling away, Master Li excitedly pulled Murong Fu and said, "Sir, please take a look at my new skills."
Murong Fu came to the pavilion and sat down, and Abi pulled Wang Yuyan aside.
Li Shishi was sitting next to the Yao Qin, and as his slender fingers plucked the strings, an invisible energy suddenly surged out, cutting off a red flower three feet away.
She plucked the strings again, and another burst of energy flew out, scattering the red flowers. The bright petals immediately flew down and swayed in the wind.
"Wow! So beautiful!"
Wang Yuyan couldn't help but exclaimed as she touched her palms, reached out to take a floating petal, leaned over and smelled it, and the fragrance overflowed.
Murong Fu was surprised and said: "Master, are you using the sound of the piano as a medium to emit energy from your inner strength?"
This reminded him of a scene in a Kung Fu blockbuster in his previous life, where two old blind men used the sound of the piano to practice their strength and kill people. That scene was quite explosive.
However, he could see that after being three feet away, Li Shishi's energy would not cause any harm. At most, it would cut off fragile flower stems. If it hit a person, it would probably not even tear their clothes.
But I have to say that this is a very good idea. If it can be condensed into military strength, it will be really amazing.
Seeing the surprised look on Murong Fu's face, Master Li said with a little pride: "Yes! But it can only cause moderate damage within one foot. If it is further away, the power will become smaller and smaller."
As she spoke, she directed a blast of energy at the beam about a foot away. There was a bang and a shallow mark was left on the beam. At most, it was equivalent to a punch from an ordinary person.
Seeing this, she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
Murong Fu comforted him: "It's just that your internal strength is not deep enough. When your internal strength reaches a certain level and you can condense your military energy with the sound of the piano, the power will naturally be extraordinary."
Master Li was encouraged, with a smile on his face and said crisply: "Don't worry, sir, I will definitely practice well."
Among the three girls, Li Shishi practiced the most diligently, and Murong Fu was not worried about this.
"Abi, have you encountered any bottlenecks in your recent practice?"
Murong Fu loved Abi from the bottom of his heart, because in the original work, his predecessor experienced ups and downs in life, and after he became crazy, the girl in front of him always accompanied him. This kind of friendship can only be achieved now that he has become Only after Murong Fu could truly empathize with others.
Therefore, he felt extra pity for this little girl.
Faced with the relationship between the young master, Abi's heart warmed up and she hurriedly responded: "There is nothing difficult about the Divine Foot Sutra. It's just that the Nine Yin Sutra is too profound and there are still many things that are not clear."
The Divine Foot Sutra requires little brainpower to practice, and Murong Fu didn't care. However, the Nine Yin Sutra can be practiced both internally and externally. It is known as the master outline of martial arts in the world, so it is naturally subtle and mysterious.
"You can come to me at any time if you don't understand something. You can figure it out by yourself. When will you be able to understand it? It's been so long and I haven't seen you come to ask me."
Murong Fu looked at her reproachfully.
Abi blushed and said, "I'm afraid it will affect the master's important affairs, so I don't dare to disturb him rashly!"
"Do you still need to be so reserved with me? Look at A'Zhu and Shi Shi. They are not as outgoing as you. If you have any problems in the future, just come to me. You are not allowed to look for anything big or small in this village. If you have any problems, please come to me directly, do you understand?"
Murong Fu said with a deliberately straight face.
Although Abi was introverted and shy, she could see that Murong Fu was doing it for her own good, and she was deeply moved, as was Nono.
After accompanying the girls for a while, Murong Fu looked at A'Zhu, who was practicing the art of disguise, and saw that she had picked up many carved human face molds, including those of Murong Fu and Deng Baichuan. There are also Li Shishi, Abi and Wang Yuyan.
Then I saw her mixing flour, paste, ink glue, and various other things into a milky ointment, and began to apply it evenly on the faces of the molds. After cooling for about a quarter of an hour, they would be intact. takes off a human face mask.
A'Zhu, who had noticed Murong Fu's arrival a long time ago, did not shy away. After glancing at him with a smile, he hid behind the screen.
Following the rustling sound of changing clothes, about a quarter of an hour later, a pretty and lovely girl in a green shirt walked out from behind the screen.
Murong Fu's expression changed and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Abi!"
But soon, he realized that the girl in front of him was not Abi, but A'Zhu in disguise.
"Hehe! Abi has met the young master!"
With a smile on her lips, A'Zhu imitated A Bi's waxy voice and bowed to Murong Fu.
"It's so amazing! Come here and show me."
A'Zhu walked over, and Murong Fu couldn't help but reach out and touch her face. Even the temples, outer ears and other parts were connected perfectly. If he hadn't been separated from A Bi and the others just now, Murong Fu couldn't believe the girl in front of him. It's A'Zhu pretending to be.
Even though he was separated by a mask, A'Zhu was still shy and her heart was beating wildly when Murong Fu touched her face all over.
Murong Fu was only astonished at the ingenuity of A'Zhu's disguise, but he forgot what was wrong with doing so.
"A'Zhu, your disguise technique is really amazing!"
Murong Fu couldn't help but praise him.
Now he has sent all the servants of the Murong family to serve as secret agents for the local officials of the Song Dynasty, in order to let them learn the words and deeds of those officials so that they can rely on the art of disguise in the future.
Now just wait for A'Zhu's disguise technique to be completely successful, and then you can start executing your plan.
Hearing Murong Fu's praise, A'Zhu couldn't help feeling a little happy, and said softly: "Actually, making a mask is not difficult. The real difficulty is to imitate a person's expression, demeanor, words and deeds. If you can do these two things, If so, it would be truly seamless.”
Murong Fu was convinced, nodded, and asked: "A'Zhu, how long can this mask be kept?"
A'Zhu pondered for a moment and said, "About half a year to a year! If it is used again, it will probably wrinkle and have flaws."
After all, when this kind of thing is worn on the face, it is often exposed to wind and sun, and the wear and tear is naturally considerable. Moreover, people's faces will also secrete sweat and oil due to some emotional fluctuations or physical reasons, which will also affect the quality of the mask.
Arjun roughly estimates that if the mask is kept for more than a year, there will be a risk of exposure.
After listening to her explanation, Murong Fu encouraged: "Thank you for your hard work! I'll leave it to you to improve the shortcomings of the disguise technique. If you need anything, just mention it to Brother Deng or Brother Bao. I will let them fully cooperate with you."
"With these words from the young master, A'Zhu will feel relieved!"
A'Zhu's beautiful eyes brightened slightly and she smiled sweetly.
