Aggrieved Fish Sprite

The corpse was carried away, and the monks of Liuhe Temple scrubbed the ground and walls tremblingly.

Smelling the pungent smell of blood, they all turned pale, and they recited a sentence of Buddha after wiping it off.

The abbot led Gong Jun, the deputy commander of Jinyiwei, to a wing of the Qiandian Hall, which was usually used to entertain distinguished pilgrims.

Mo carp was afraid of disturbing Gong Jun, so he followed them from a distance.

Seeing that the two entered the wing room, and Jin Yiwei was guarding the door and the window, Mo Li probably couldn't eavesdrop.

—Wait, why did he eavesdrop?Since when did he habitually hide in the dark to watch the situation?

Mo Li couldn't help turning his gaze to Meng Qi.

Always thought it was infected by gerbils.

Meng Qi looked puzzled, not understanding why the doctor suddenly looked at him.

"... Shall I go?" Meng Qi asked tentatively.

"No need!" Mo Li clasped Meng Qi's right hand, shook it, and said seriously, "You just took the medicine, don't change it, if you can't change it, I will crush the pill and feed it to the gerbils After the Ningshen pill is broken, the efficacy of the medicine will be greatly reduced, and it may not be able to suppress your illness."

Then there was a whole set of medical theory and pharmacology, which made Meng Qi dizzy.

Mo Li was wondering while talking, what is the cause of Meng Qi's illness?

In the past, it was thought that the branch of the dragon vein was damaged, affecting the Taijing dragon vein itself, but now it is found that the small dragon vein can recover, and Meng Qi's illness should be mostly cured, but the pulse condition did not change significantly.

During the trip to Silang Mountain, Mo Li felt that the mercury leaked from Emperor Li's Mausoleum, which caused Taijing's dragon veins to lose consciousness. Now it seems that there is no obvious abnormality near Liuhe Temple.

Shangyun Mountain has a strong aura and lush trees, not to mention the appearance of dying, even the slightest sign of depression.

Looking at Meng Qi's side face, Mo Li was slightly lost in thought.

Meng Qi: "..."

I don't know why the doctor is looking at me again.

Then it is even more important to maintain your demeanor and manners.

Meng Qi collected himself, and called out as if nothing had happened: "Doctor?"

Mo Li came back to his senses and subconsciously asked, "By the way, where is the well?"

"In the backyard, we just passed by." Meng Qi replied casually.

He vaguely guessed what the doctor meant, then shook his head and said, "There seems to be no problem here."

Having said that, Mo Li went to check the well for verification.

There happened to be a monk carrying water, and the ink carp passed him very quickly. The monk's body shook, and the ink carp lifted the wooden bucket with his hands, and the water droplets smoothly touched his palms.

All the monks in the backyard were busy. The monk carrying water just thought he was not standing still. He rubbed his eyes and turned his head to look, but found nothing.

Only the little monk sweeping the corner opened his eyes wide, remembering the strange wind last night.

"How?" Seeing Mo Li coming back, Meng Qi found that his expression was wrong, and his heart sank.

Mo Li put his right hand close to the tip of his nose, and after a while, he slowly shook his head and said, "Something's wrong."

The taste is so light that it is almost nothing, but it is there after all.

Drinking the water directly will not cause symptoms, but after the well water is boiled, people near the stove will be affected.

Mo Li asked: "Can you feel the condition of the mausoleum under the temple?"

"I'm not sure, the emperor's mausoleum has a very thick layer of sealing soil. Even if it is underground, the outside of the whole tomb is still covered by hard sealing soil. Not only can water not penetrate, but also spiritual energy can't enter, because there is no life in it. Every If Chuling Point is built into the Emperor's Mausoleum, the spiritual flow of heaven and earth there will be completely defeated, and it will never be the same."

Meng Qi probably knew what funeral objects were in Emperor Li's Mausoleum, because these things had to be transported into the mountain, and they had to be placed one by one before the mausoleum was completed, but once the entrance to the Mausoleum was sealed, the situation inside could not be seen.

"The well has a peculiar smell, which means that the mercury in Emperor Li's Mausoleum may have leaked out, and the sealing layer is damaged... Would you like to try again?"

Hearing Mo Li's urging, Meng Qi closed his eyes and checked carefully.

"...It seems to be in the northeast corner, the sealing soil layer over there is too thin, wait! It was filled later! Sure enough, someone discovered the Mausoleum of Emperor Li, but for some reason, he filled the hole he dug out again?"

Meng Qi was very surprised, it was the first time he met someone who robbed the tomb and filled it.

Mo Li frowned and asked, "Where's Mercury?"

"There is a residual breath. The breach in the sealing soil is just close to the water source. It seems that the overflowing part has entered the underground water vein." Meng Qi frowned even tighter. He didn't feel anything unusual. Could it be that he was numb from the poison?

The ink carp casually cut off a blade of grass, put it in its mouth and chewed it a few times.

——Odor almost none.

This is still within the scope of Liuhe Temple, which is the blade of grass closest to the place where the mercury leaked.

The bitterness of the blade of grass in his mouth is like the mood of the ink carp at the moment.

How could he have forgotten that once the dragon veins of Mount Silang had formed, they would encounter a catastrophe, and they were powerless to recover, let alone save the creatures in the mountain, but Shangyun Mountain was different.

The same trouble is a fatal blow to the dragon veins of Mount Silang, and it may be a disease here in the dragon veins of Taijing.

There are nineteen peaks in Shangyun Mountain, and the area is equivalent to ten Silang Mountains. It is not so easy to hollow out Shangyun Mountain.

The construction of the imperial mausoleum requires more than digging deep. After the mausoleum is completed, those craftsmen may not be able to get out alive. After the emperor dies, there may be palace officials and concubines buried.

Mercury was hidden in the tomb, and there was nothing wrong with it, Meng Qi has not had any accidents for so many years.

However, the mercury leaked from the tomb and flowed into the water source in the mountain, which caused great trouble.

Except for those who died of exhaustion and disease, the hard labor in the mines of Silang Mountain was caused by the volatilized mercury when refining gold. This kind of toxicity is much more severe than that of the people in Qiuling County who drink water directly.With so many dead bones and abandoned mine tunnels that had been hastily filled, the dragon veins of Mount Silang were unable to save themselves, and finally broke out.

Thinking of this, although the ink carp would not be emotional and hurt himself, it also felt chills in his heart.

Meng Qi...may have gone through this step directly.

The "trouble" mixed into the water source of Shangyun Mountain has been gradually "filtered" by the dragon veins, and the new grass leaves have not been affected much. Compared with Silang Mountain, this place has been completely controlled.Maybe in another year, even a little smell in the water will no longer be there.

"Brother Meng..."

"Didn't the doctor call me by my name last night, why are you being polite again?" Meng Qi didn't know what Mo Li was thinking just now, but the doctor looked at him one after another, his calmness far surpassed that of ordinary people, and he couldn't help but feel uneasy.

When Mo Li heard Meng Qi's serious question, he suddenly felt absurd, and couldn't help asking: "Brother Meng has always called me a doctor, but now you blame me for being too polite?"

When it comes to the closeness of titles, it is clear that I have the upper hand, so what kind of close title is doctor?

Meng Qi rubbed his nose, and replied awkwardly: "Ordinary people should be called by words, but there were too many people who called me by words back then, the doctor should just call me by my name."

Although it is rude to call him by his first name, Meng Qi doesn't need Mo Li to be "respectful" to him.

People in the countryside and those in the rivers and lakes all call names casually.

"Does the doctor have words?"

"Naturally, the teacher took the words for me..."

Before Mo Li could finish speaking, Meng Qi interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

"I almost forgot doctor and teacher, so I can't call this word." Meng Qi was very thoughtful, in case it became a habit to read it in bed after a while, the doctor went back to listen to the teacher's training, and listened to the teacher calling him the word. Won't you be awkward?

This is not worth it.

"Since that's the case, can there be small print?" Meng Qi was looking forward to it.

"..."

Characters and small characters are not the same thing, and small characters are nicknames and baby names.

Of course Mo Li didn't. After he was picked up by Qin Lu, he could read some characters ignorantly, so he named himself and told Qin Lu that his name was "Mo Li".Qin Lu thought it was the child's original name, so he didn't take it to heart.

Mo Li's endorsement was fast and good, and he was not as naughty as ordinary children. Qin Lu didn't treat him as a child a long time ago, so naturally he didn't call him by nicknames.

"I haven't, where is Brother Meng?"

"Nothing."

Meng Qi's experience is much more complicated than Mo Li's. He never "grew up" in the world as a child, so where does he have a baby name?

"The address is not a common courtesy. The doctor and I are not of the common world, so we don't need to bother." Meng Qi sighed and had to back down on the issue of address.

The ink carp looked strange.

The words just now sounded comfortable and arrogant, but in fact Meng Qi still boasted, right?Are you right?

Mo Li thought dumbly, oh, the difference is that Meng Guoshi started to take him with him, and praised the two together.

"No matter who filled the robbery hole, it's a fact that Emperor Li's Mausoleum was discovered." Mo Li reminded.

"It may be the ancestor of Qingwu, or it may be the abbot of this temple, who knows?" Meng Qi said relaxedly with his hands behind his back, "Now we have two ways, the first is to pretend to be a mountain tourer and enter Staying overnight at the temple... I think this monk should still remember my appearance, and if I scare him, maybe there will be an answer. The second is to pre-empt the attack, coerce Gong Jun, and force him to tell everything he knows."

Ink Carp: "..."

The two options are not very good, especially the second one, which is full of meaning of looking for reasons to beat someone.

Just as he was talking, he suddenly heard a scream from the wing room in the front hall.

The abbot of Liuhe Temple was obviously panicked to the extreme, and he could faintly hear it from such a distance.

In the room at the moment.

Originally, the old monk quibbled a few words to the deputy commander of Jin Yiwei that his father was not the prince of the Chen Dynasty, and he was not the monk who became a monk at Baoguo Temple with the name of Tianyuan, but Zai Gongjun threw a few documents to expose the old monk. After stealing other people's certificates and pretending to be other people's identities, the abbot sat down on the ground with despair in his eyes.

Of course, Gong Jun didn't want to take this person back. The descendants of the Chen Dynasty are worthless at all, so he asked coldly, "Where is the Jade Seal of the Chuan Kingdom?"

The old monk was at a loss. When he knew that Gong Jun had come here to pass on the Jade Seal of the Kingdom, and he seemed to believe that it had been transferred when the Prince Chen escaped from Beijing, and when he threw himself into the river, he was holding the fake Jade Seal of the Nation. He was on the verge of scolding.

"Bullshit!"

The old monk shouted in shock, and then he realized that he couldn't speak louder, so he said angrily, "I've never seen this thing before!"

Years of reciting Buddhism and self-cultivation have all been forgotten. The abbot knew that if he could not argue clearly about this matter, he would have no way out.

The author has something to say:

On the metabolism of dragon veins... oh no, it is on the self-purification ability of the environment

An unscientific world can do this.

Our →_→ can't handle it, heavy metal pollution has become a problem in the world