Aggrieved Fish Sprite

The ink carp opened its eyes and found that the internal force was still not working smoothly.

But it has been able to move a little.

"Brother Meng, calm down."

Mo Li eagerly stretched out his hand to press Meng Qi's shoulder, and at the same time accidentally touched the back of his neck.

Meng Qi's body trembled slightly, and he said helplessly, "Doctor, I have recovered my memory, so I won't go crazy anymore."

Mo Li didn't believe what he said.

"Whether your illness is cured or not, it doesn't matter what you say."

Mo Li looked at the strange red mist not far away, his pupils shrank, and he asked in a low voice, "What is this?"

"It's the poisonous gas in the mausoleum."

Meng Qi's anger was not only because of the landslide and people flocking to him, but also because of the red mist coming out of the mausoleum.The wind was heavy and the rain was urgent, and the poisonous mist was quickly spread and penetrated into the soil.

The mist spread further, and had already crossed the area of ​​the cave collapse, staining the nearby vegetation.

Trees won't die immediately, and you can't even see the problem immediately. This is not a script, and there is no such powerful poison in the world.

The dead are the insects and ants in the soil and vegetation.

"Wait!" Mo Li yelled at the Jianghu people who rushed over.

Those people ignored them, just tore off a wet corner of their clothes, covered their mouths and noses, and approached the cave.

The red mist floats higher and higher, and the color gradually fades until it disappears.

"……How about it?"

"After about ten days, it should be fine." Meng Qi said with a sullen face.

Shangyun Mountain is full of aura, which can dissolve the toxicity that seeps into the soil with the rain, but no matter how much aura there is, dragon veins will not be happy.The situation had clearly been brought under control, but suddenly there was trouble again.

Mo Li moved, motioning for Meng Qi to put him down.

Meng Qi refused: "No, there will be danger. The person who lit the gunpowder has not been found yet."

"Did he not be killed?" Mo Li looked at the huge pothole.

Zhushan County is located in a remote place, and Mo Li has never seen gunpowder. He only knows that the imperial court has artillery, and there are thunder halls in the rivers and lakes.During festivals or weddings, poor people would beat gongs and drums and burn bamboo. There is no such thing as gunpowder.

I didn't expect these things to gather such great power.

"The problem is here..."

Meng Qi talked to himself.

Patriarch Qingwu and his first disciples were trapped, and the group of men in black at Xianyue Temple didn't run away too much. No one gave orders. Why was the gunpowder hidden outside Liuhe Temple ignited?

"Master—"

When Mo Li heard the sound, he turned his head and saw the little novice wailing beside the ruins.

The abbot of Liuhe Temple was dying and unable to speak.

Jin Yiwei followed Gong Jun and retreated far away, and the monks who were still alive also ran away, leaving only a few corpses lying there.

Meng Qi escorted the ink carp to the ruins of the main hall, and soon recognized that this was the place where he had sensed survivors with aura.When the beam collapsed, it was blocked by a tall Buddha statue, and there was a gap in front of the Buddha statue that was not buried, and those who survived happened to be there.

It's just that the old monk's luck was bad, his abdomen was injured, and he was about to die.

The ink carp can't use its internal strength yet, so it can only press the acupuncture points to make the old monk wake up briefly.

"Master!" The little novice's face was full of tears, mixed with the rain.

"...you have the root of wisdom, don't waste yourself." The abbot wants to tell his little apprentice many things, such as stay away from troubles, stop getting involved with treasures and Liuhe Temple, find another temple to settle down, and learn to look at people's faces to please Xin. Brothers and masters, please be more diligent in chanting scriptures and doing work, stop playing tricks and being lazy.

However, the words were blurred at the edge of his mouth, and he couldn't speak at all.

"You are a doctor, please save my master." The little monk grabbed Mo Li's arm and begged.

The abdominal wound was pierced by broken wood, and the internal organs were necrotic and could not be rescued.

Mo Li withdrew his pulse-beating hand, and didn't even pull out the wood, because the old monk would die faster if he moved, and even his intestines might flow out.

The little monk saw the answer from Mo Li's movements, and immediately cried even more fiercely.

"Fool." The abbot touched the little novice's head with great effort, and said intermittently, "Birth, old age...sickness and death are all retributions, and the same is true for being a teacher."

The little novice tightly grasped the abbot's cassock.

Behind them were the shouts of surprise from those Jiang Hu people who found that the mound of seal of Emperor Li's Mausoleum had been broken.

How much treasure should there be in the tomb of Emperor Chen Li?

The abbot of Liuhe Temple is a descendant of the royal family of the Chen Dynasty. He did not die when the Chu Dynasty entered Taijing. He survived the fall of the Chu Dynasty and the new establishment of the Qi Dynasty.

"Perhaps this is the retribution for Chen Chao's injustice."

The abbot told the little novice one sentence at a time. He didn't really want his disciples to know everything, but was sentimental about himself. His voice became lower and lower, and finally he let out a long breath and closed his eyes. .

Seeing that the little novice was stunned, Mo Li thought he was frightened.

As soon as I tried to call out, I saw the little novice raise his head: "Does the doctor have fire notes?"

Buddhists say that after passing away, the Buddha bones are turned into relics.

Naturally, the abbot's body couldn't just be left like this, and the coffin was not needed, as long as it was burned.

"It's still raining." Mo Li whispered.

The little novice seemed to realize it just now, and he numbly tore off a piece of yellow curtain that had been hanging in front of the Buddha statue, and covered the abbot's body.

At this time, the Jianghu people who arrived near the cave first had already started fighting.

They made strange noises and hacked like crazy, even if no one was in front of them, they seemed to see something.

Those who had already climbed down the pit were in even worse condition, stumbling and turning, bumping into the pit wall again and again, and even accidentally let go of the rope and fell into the hole.

Strange laughter, screams, and murderous shouts filled the eardrums along with the wind and rain.

"Tongzhi, is this place... really the Mausoleum of Emperor Li?"

Jin Yiwei shuddered, almost thinking it was a ghost.

Gong Jun nodded slowly, and there was no point in hiding it from his subordinates, so he simply said: "Master Meng Guo said that this is where the group of men in black who attacked us just now came for the treasure of the imperial tomb."

After hearing this, all Jin Yiwei had different expressions.

Faced with the treasures of the imperial tomb, how could it be possible not to be tempted? The market stories have long blown this mysterious imperial tomb to the sky, as if the entire treasury of the Chen Dynasty was hidden inside.Rare treasures, miraculous medicines, unique calligraphy and paintings... Anyway, except for the lack of real beauties, everything else is there.

Thinking of those descriptions, everyone's breathing became a little heavier.

Then after being poured by the cold rain, I woke up.

"Why is the emperor's mausoleum here?"

"Fellow, let's withdraw, this... looks like a ghost!"

Those Jianghu people hacked and killed each other like a demon, with flesh and blood flying everywhere.

Gong Jun thought of the red mist coming out of the mausoleum, and suspected that they were all poisoned and had hallucinations.

"I can't go, there's too much movement here." Gong Jun signaled his subordinates to look around the mountain road.

The rain was a little lighter, and people could be vaguely seen.

"Smart people are hiding behind...waiting for someone to show them the way. Now that we leave, we will definitely be stopped, and maybe some people think we have gained something." Gong Jun said in a low voice.

Originally, he thought that he was highly skilled in martial arts, so he didn't pay much attention to the Jianghu people, but today he has suffered three big losses in a row, and he is no longer sure that he can beat these Jianghu people who have heard the news.

What if there are experts in it?

The identity of the Bamboo Swordsman is exposed, but the serious injury and death are more serious.

Besides, he still took these subordinates with him, and they were more or less injured, and the heaviest half of his arm was gone.How can a group of disabled soldiers fight recklessly with others?

"If my guess is correct, there may be another mystery about the treasure of Emperor Li's Mausoleum." Gong Jun gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Dare to attack the imperial court officials and use so much gunpowder, this is not something that people in the world can do thing!"

"Oh, talk about it."

A voice suddenly came out from behind, and Gong Jun jumped away in shock.

I saw that Meng Qi had arrived beside them at some point, bringing the ink carp with him and the dull-looking little novice monk.

"Master Meng, the lower officials are timid." Gong Jun said through gritted teeth.

"Practice more if you are timid."

Meng Qi said leisurely, seeing Jin Yiwei retreating one after another, he even smiled.

Ink Carp: "..."

He thought Meng Qi was taking it for granted at the moment, bullying the deputy commander of the palace, changing the name of Gong Jun to take a walk with the raccoon slave, and asking Meng Qi to practice more to solve the problem of being afraid of cats.

Gong Jun didn't know this secret, so naturally he lacked this courage and could only stare at Meng Qi.

"Although Patriarch Qingwu is the best master in the world, with superb martial arts and deliberate deliberations, but his background is in Yongzhou, isn't he afraid that things will be exposed and the court copied his view of Tibetan style?"

As long as a few rounds of cannons are mounted, no sect will be able to sustain it.

People can run, but houses can also fly?

"He spread the rumors about Emperor Li's Mausoleum in Jianghu, without any taboo, he just used his own name, so bold, who gave him the confidence?"

Gong Jun raised his voice on purpose, he wanted those hidden Jianghu people to hear what he said.

As for those whose martial arts are not high enough to hear, forget it.Anyway, little people have no influence.

Meng Qi saw through Gong Jun's intentions.

"That's right, is there anyone else from the Tianshan Sect of Hengchang Temple? The elders of the great sects all saw something was wrong, and went back halfway, so they won't appear here." Shouting and discussing from far and near, the smile on his lips widened, and then he glanced at Gong Jun.

See it or not, this is to shake people's hearts.

Deputy Commander Gong hesitated to speak.

At this time, Mo Li added: "We came from Yongzhou, and I heard that Qingwu Patriarch came here this time, bringing all his cronies."

Of course, treasure digging brought cronies, nothing surprising.But after thinking about it differently, Patriarch Qingwu probably didn't want to hide Fengguan.People in the Jianghu don't believe that Qingwu Patriarch would do this. People in the Jianghu who worry about a penny know how important the foundation of the sect is.

The monks live in Taoist temples, and there is no need to pay land taxes on the land.

Even in the Chu Dynasty with strict government regulations, the land taxes under the name of temples and Taoist temples were less.

Many people would rather dedicate their fields to temples and become tenants instead, paying less grain than what the court expropriated.For a deeply ingrained Taoist temple like Zangfengguan, and being on good terms with the powerful, the property under its name is definitely not a small amount.

What Qingwu Patriarch left behind was not a Taoist temple, but money.

No matter how good your martial arts are, how can you get your disciples and subordinates to follow you willingly if you don't have money?

The treasures of the emperor's mausoleum can make up for this loss.

If Patriarch Qingwu didn't come for the treasure, what was he aiming for?

"Treason." Gong Jun said every word.

His face was ashen, and he realized that the person who lit the gunpowder might not be the subordinate of Patriarch Qingwu.

It may be Jin Yiwei, an eunuch, or even someone sent by a colleague, because they want to rebel, they colluded with Patriarch Qingwu.

The Jinyiwei he brought out suffered heavy casualties, and some of them were still buried under the ruins. It was not known if anyone had disappeared halfway.

Is the person who lit the fire dead or lurking beside him?

The more Gong Jun thought about it, the angrier he became.

"Then, according to Deputy Commander Gong, who is the most likely person in the capital to rebel?"

"..."

Gong Jun looked at Meng Qi silently, in his heart, the person who wanted to assassinate the emperor was Meng Guoshi.

As for rebellion, it's really hard to say. Lu Zhang made everyone inside and outside the court understand one thing. There is no need to fight the world, and you can become the emperor yourself if you kill the emperor.What is orthodox in the world, kill if you don't accept it, and worry about no one willing to be an official?People with great talents can't be recruited, and virtuous and virtuous people are out of play, but Lu Zhang doesn't care. He didn't grab the throne to be a wise king, and he didn't have the ambition to rule the world.

"The deputy commander of the palace is so hesitant. Could it be that there are too many people who want to rebel?" Mo Li asked with a strange expression.

Gong Jun was helpless, how could he answer these words?Unless he doesn't want to be an official anymore.

As a last resort, he used voice transmission to enter the secret way: "It is true, but there is no one who really has the power to rebel."

The emperor is not stupid, he will not give such a chance to any courtier.

"Where's the prince?" Meng Qi asked bluntly.

Gong Jun's expression was indescribable.

"It's very complicated." Deputy Commander Gong said, "The crown prince is the most powerful. Other than that, anyone can do it."