Aggrieved Fish Sprite

It is not difficult to see Meng Guoshi.

The difficulty is that the national teacher has no clothes to wear!

Even the ink carp couldn't help showing a hint of embarrassment.

"Master, tell me the truth."

Always feeling that the gerbil in his arms was heavy, Mo Li bit the bullet and said, "I passed by a nearby county before, and something happened. Brother Meng went to see...to check the situation."

The ink carp almost said it was watching the fun.

Although it is more in line with Meng Qi's temperament to watch the excitement, Monk Yuan Zhi doesn't know.In front of others, you have to save some face for Meng Qi.

The gerbil grabbed Mo Carp's skirt with its small paws, thinking that it would be embarrassing for the doctor.

——I was clearly here, but the doctor was forced to lie.

It is not easy for a doctor who upholds the principles of a gentleman to open his eyes and tell lies.

That is to say, to yourself, if you change someone else, the doctor will not violate the principle.Meng Qi thought happily and complacently.

"Nearby county?" Monk Yuan Zhi was puzzled, obviously he still didn't know the mess caused by many forces in the rivers and lakes.

Fortunately, Yuan Zhi was old and had a lot of experience and knowledge. Seeing that Mo Li didn't mean to elaborate, he didn't ask.

"Amitabha, I don't know when Meng Guoshi will be free, I can wait."

"Why don't we meet here tomorrow?"

Mo Li actually wanted to talk about the day after tomorrow, after all, sewing clothes is not easy, but thinking of Monk Yuanzhi's visit, the Ning family guarding the Xuanchuan Pass was behind him.

In case Wang Xingbing from the southwest attacked Xuanchuan Pass, Yuan Zhi would be able to help if he went back earlier, so as not to be delayed here for a long time.

"Actually...you don't need to worry too much, Master. Brother Meng has already faded out of the court, and he has no other thoughts about the world's competition." Mo Li explained with a bit of embarrassment.

Yuan Zhi was surprised when he heard this.

In these years, it is necessary to make a few more detours when speaking. How can anyone say "I'm afraid you are ambitious, you want to make trouble"?That wasn't a meeting, it was an enmity.It is a science to find out whether other people are interested in the world, and you need to use metaphors skillfully. You can find excellent examples by looking through history books.

Yuan Zhi is a monk, and he doesn't have the ability to speak nicely. He can only honestly say everything he can say, such as the current situation of the Ning family and his own identity.Also avoid any misunderstandings, probing and going around in circles and procrastinating time.

In the end, Mo Li was even more direct than him!

It's fine to say what you can't say, but it's still said on behalf of Meng Qi.

The relationship between these two must be unusual, and ordinary people would never interfere in such matters.

Yuan Zhi is not sure whether they are close friends without gaps, or whether they are scheming at each other's part. Is this statement true or false?

The old monk had a bitter face.

Mo Li paused, realizing that he had overstepped.

Others cherished their family and defended the country, and ran all the way to find Meng Qi, but it was impossible not to see each other, because he let go of the burden in his heart and went back with peace of mind.Others don't know about the relationship between me and Meng Qi, and it's hard to understand if I know it.What is the friendship between dragon veins called?What happened to the promise between the dragon veins?

This is a secret between him and Meng Qi, there is no need for others to understand.

It's better to sew clothes and let the national teacher show up in person!

Mo Li nodded at Monk Yuanzhi, and said apologetically, "I am talking too much, Master, don't worry. I will invite Brother Meng to meet Master here at noon tomorrow."

The monk hurriedly put his hands together to thank him.

When I raised my head again, I felt a gust of cool wind, and the ink carp had already used its lightness kung fu to walk away, so I couldn't even see its shadow.

The old monk vaguely felt that he had said something wrong.

***

In front of the dilapidated Earth Temple, a group of men in black appeared silently.

They discerned the traces on the ground and quickly scattered around. Only the leading swordsman walked slowly to the altar and sat down cross-legged.

The swordsman was injured.

There was a long and narrow wound on his left shoulder. He tore open the front of his clothes and applied the golden sore medicine with one hand.

Even on a sweltering summer night with no one around, the swordsman still did not take off his heavy mask.

In the rice shop before, the swordsman fought with many masters of Fengxing Pavilion, but neither side got any benefits.More than half of the people in Fengxing Pavilion were injured, while the mysterious swordsman in Piaoping Pavilion suffered serious internal injuries and had to retreat temporarily.

The swordsman is an enemy of many, and the accompanying killer of Piaoping Pavilion took the opportunity to dig the rice shop three feet into the ground.

They even went one step ahead of Fengxing Pavilion and found the Earth Temple where Meng Qi and the others stayed.

There is only one dead man's body left in the earth temple.

The swordsman finished applying the medicine calmly, not paying any attention to the corpse lying beside him.

After a while, several men in black came back from outside the temple.

"people?"

The swordsman's voice was hoarse, like the sound of branches scraping on sandpaper.

The black-clothed killers shook their heads in unison, their eyes somewhat frightened.

The swordsman reached out and pointed at the corpse, then closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.

Several black-clothed killers stood up now, carefully walked around the corpse a few times, then untied the corpse's clothes, and pressed the wound and neck of the corpse, just like an autopsy.

Soon they came to a conclusion, they looked at each other, dropped the body, and went out of the temple again.

After a stick of incense, the black-clothed killers reappeared with a distressed figure.

It was none other than the dead man released by Meng Qi.

The dead man killed his companions, thinking that he could catch a big fish with the secret of the account book, but no one came. After seeing the third watch, the dead man squatted on the tree and dozed off in a daze.As a result, God decided that the dead man's bad luck was not over yet, and the killer of Piaoping Pavilion came after him and captured him in one fell swoop.

After the dead man woke up, he scolded his mother in his heart.

He thought that the hiding place he was looking for was very hidden, and he made many plausible clues. Why did these people accurately go to the tree to catch people?

"Who are you?"

The dead struggled, trying to discern their origins.

As a result, these people were like a group of dumb, silent until they threw him to the ground.

"..."

When his eyes met the pale and stiff face of the corpse, the dead man trembled.

Xia Ri's corpse decomposes extremely quickly, and in just one night, it emits an unpleasant smell, and mosquitoes and flies buzz.

The black-clothed killers seemed to be unaware of these, they remained silent, with a strange sense of oppression.

The dead man's heart sank suddenly, he knew that he encountered the worst situation and fell into the hands of Piaoping Pavilion's people.

The swordsman suddenly reached out and grabbed the dead man's neck, lifted him up, and said word by word: "Account book."

In fact, the dead man is much taller than the swordsman, but he was lying on the ground before, and now he is lifted like this, with his legs bent behind his back. This unnatural and awkward posture made him scream, followed by the bone There was a snapping sound.

"The account books of the Si family." The swordsman repeated hoarsely.

The dead soldier screamed and struggled: "It was taken away by that person, those two people who appeared in Mipu."

"lie!"

The swordsman tightened his five fingers, the dead man's eyes turned white, and his hands desperately tried to break away the swordsman's hand that was strangling his throat.

"...Really, in the hidden compartment of Mipu...we haven't taken it yet, they took the first step..."

The dead man made intermittent noises, and the swordsman let go of his hand, and the dead man fell heavily to the ground.

Before he could rejoice that the misfortune had been diverted to the east and deceived the group of Piaoping Pavilion people, his neck felt a chill suddenly, and he felt himself flying backwards quickly.

—his eyes saw his back.

A bloody broken neck, a shaking headless body, and an extra knife in the hands of the man in the bamboo hat.

"boom."

There were two consecutive sounds, the former was the head hitting the wall, and the latter was the body falling to the ground.

The swordsman raised his hand to press the bamboo hat, and strode out of the temple gate.

"Burn this temple and get rid of those who got rid of Fengxing Pavilion."

***

"There is fire."

Mo Li put down the needlework and cloth in his hand and looked into the distance, he saw thick smoke billowing.

It's a long way, but that's the direction they came from.

Mo Li walked all the way into the deep mountains, because he was worried that something would come out of the darkness and snatch the fat mouse away, so he tightly protected the gerbil in his arms from the beginning to the end, not even showing his head.So Meng Qi didn't know where it was, anyway, when he was released, it was a cave.

The cave is located in the middle of the valley, and there is no way to go up, unless there are extremely light kung fu like Mo Li, and there are trees everywhere, very hidden.

After turning back into a human form, Meng Qi quickly put on the obscene clothes that Mo Li threw over.

No, actually only pants.

Why can't you sew clothes naked?

Anyway, there is true energy to protect the body, so I am not afraid of mosquitoes.

"There seems to be an accident at the foot of the mountain."

"It's probably because the guys who sold information for a living had a fight with the killer of Piaoping Pavilion, or they found some clues and didn't want to leave them to the other party." Meng Qi said without raising his head.

The prestigious Meng Guoshi was only wearing obscene clothes, and he was sewing clothes with his head bowed obediently.

These days, even gerbils can't be lazy!If I had known this earlier, wouldn’t it be better to buy a ready-made garment directly at the cloth shop for what kind of cloth to buy?

Meng Qi, who walked around the market wearing a cloth yesterday, today with his fingers tied into a sieve and received another injection, has no expression on his face.

After looking at the sewn sleeves, two "black centipedes" were lying on the fine cloth, and they could only reluctantly remove them.

The stitches are not aligned and cannot be worn.

Since you want to show up as a national teacher, how can you wear clothes with crooked stitches?Even if the doctor agrees, he is not happy.

Knowing how to patch is completely different from being able to make clothes.

How did those embroiderers make the clothes completely invisible?

Meng Qi fell into deep thought.

"Something's wrong, why is there fire in the mountains?" Mo Li was full of doubts.

Didn't the old shopkeeper of Yedian say that there are few people here?

Hearing this, Meng Qi pushed aside the bushes and looked at the flames slowly approaching from all directions in the mountain.

This is clearly the crowd and the torches!

In the middle of the night, what's the matter with such a posture of searching for mountains?

The two who had been making clothes in the dark looked at each other.

Getting closer and closer, even the ink carp couldn't help touching the handle of the knife in the sleeve.

——Is it for the account books of Sijia Mipu?Or did you know Meng Qi's identity?

More and more torches were held high, the birds perched on the trees were startled, and the mountain walls were brightly illuminated by the fire.

At the same time, the ink carp also saw clearly the person who came with the torch.

There were men, women, young and old, and people of all kinds of attire. They pulled out the grass, leaves and bushes, fixed the torches in the crevices of the stones, and then sat around in twos and threes, spreading out the burdens they brought on the ground, like a market, and there were people He yelled directly.

"Bayuntang's keepsake, take it as soon as you see it, and the price is easy to negotiate."

"The waist badge of the little novice of Hengchang Temple, come here if you know the goods."

"The letter of recommendation from Prince Wu's Mansion is genuine. Don't leave, you will have official food if you have this thing, don't look down on official food, who hasn't had a golden basin to wash their hands and quit martial arts for retirement—"

"Selling blood clothes, the blood clothes of the disciples of the Chunshan faction, look at the skirt, it has the seal of the Chunshan faction on it, as long as you get it from a gang that has enmity with the Chunshan faction, and keep it, you can make friends, eat and drink, and make up lies that look like it." Take the reward. This senior, don't you want one?"

Fat mouse and fish squatting in the cave on the mountainside: "..."

This is the wrong place to sew clothes!

Is it too late to find another one now?