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His slender fingers picked up a stoneware shard that fell in the grass.

Black stoneware, not smooth, with some pores in it.

This kind of defective container cannot hold water. Most of them are made in earthen kilns in the countryside, and they are sold cheaply because of their defects.

"strangeness."

Meng Qi was talking to himself, he lowered his head and picked up another thing that looked like the bottom of a bottle.

Putting the pieces together, it was vaguely a stone bottle the size of a fist.

Although it is not made of stone, folks are used to calling such ugly and crude objects stone vases and earthen vases, and they don't feel bad if they are broken.

During the tens of years of prosperity in the Chu Dynasty, Meng Qi had seen many good objects. He could identify porcelain from famous kilns and appreciate calligraphy and painting.There are many earthen kilns among the people, some of which are very small in scale, with no shops, no business, and no account books. Even if the owner of the kiln is found, no buyer can be found.

Meng Qi frowned and sniffed the bottom of the bottle carefully.

In addition to the earthy grass leaves, there is a taste of herbs.

It seems that the bottle was originally filled with medicine, but Meng Qi searched around the ground, but did not find any pills.

On the contrary, many traces of dragging and kicking were found, as if a dozen people rolled on the ground and snatched gold.

Even the thorn bushes were affected. Meng Qi saw a lot of cloth strips. Although they were all black clothes, there was more than one piece of them together. There were five or six sleeves, which were obviously left by more than swordsmen.

Contacting the swordsman to cover up the things thrown in the thorns, Meng Qi looked thoughtfully at the stone bottle in his hand.

——Could it be the medicine used by Piaoping Pavilion to control the killer?

It might be a mistake to split things up this time, Meng Qi thought to himself, he couldn't smell what kind of medicine was in the bottle.

Strong smell, but also with a faint smell.

Antidote?

If it wasn't for the medicine to alleviate the toxic attack, why should the swordsman throw things away in such a hurry?

Meng Qi threw away the extra fragments of rough pottery, leaving only the piece at the bottom of the bottle, picked up a piece of cloth and packed it up, followed the traces on the ground to track down the Piaoping Pavilion killer.

These killers were very cautious. The situation of rolling all over the ground seemed to be suddenly abnormal, and they hurried away again, so they didn't clear up the traces.

The more Meng Qi chased after him, the fewer clues he had.

There were no thorns and grass leaves stuck to the soles of the shoes, and there were no footprints left on the ground. Meng Qi stared at the short trees and higher stones to see if the moss or overgrown weeds had fallen off.

This is a strenuous job, but fortunately Meng Qi has a high level of qinggong, so he is not alone in chasing.

What surprised Meng Qi was that the group of killers moved very fast and moved at a large distance, but their landing points were unstable.A killer slipped hard when he stepped on the moss and fell straight down.

Can this also be a killer?

Meng Qi was puzzled.

With the sparse forest, the terrain gradually flattened, and the official road could already be seen in the distance.

At the same time, Meng Qi encountered the first problem: those killers scattered.

There were only a dozen people in total, and they were divided into seven roads. Regardless of the direction they came from, they really didn't miss any of them.This trick can be said to be endless, Meng Qi doesn't know how to divide.Body skills, and there are not enough companions around him to track down these Piaoping Pavilion killers separately.

Especially in densely populated places, the traces left by the Piaoping Pavilion killer cannot last as long as the peeling moss behind the boulders of tree trunks.

There is only one chance, and you can only choose one direction to go.

Meng Qi stopped in his tracks.

In fact, this place is far away from the place where he and Mo Li parted. Meng Qi recalled the performance of the swordsman when he ran away desperately, and finally determined that although the guy circled the mountain for a while, he was dodging from left to right and trying to get rid of the people behind him, but Roughly going west.

So Meng Qi chose the due east direction without hesitation.

——In order to deliver the antidote to his subordinates in time, the swordsman is willing to take strange risks.Then the owner of Piaoping Pavilion, the person who has favored him in the swordsman's mouth, the swordsman must be more protective.

The place where the killers live and hide is the secret of Piaoping Pavilion. It involves not only the "benefactor" but also the safety of "subordinates". What kind of decision will the swordsman make?

It must be avoided subconsciously.

Because the swordsman knows that the person behind him is the most threatening, and the swordsman is such a "stupid" person, and his temper is very straight, he can't play the drama of "predicting what the enemy thinks and doing the opposite".

There was a faint smile on the corner of Meng Qi's lips, and he flicked his sleeves with a calm and elegant manner.

As long as you see through people's hearts, everything is under control.

***

"Ah."

The swordsman sneezed continuously in embarrassment.

It wasn't that he was exposed to the wind and cold with his clothes on, on the contrary, he was being poured into a big cloth bag and carried away by the old monk.

The cloth bag is the belongings of the monk Yuanzhi. It was not used to hold people, but to hold food.

Yuan Zhi occasionally goes to Shimo Village to bring some urgently needed salt and food to the mountain people there.

Because Monk Yuanzhi himself was poor, and the people in Shimo Shanzhai were used to living a hard life and were not picky, so the cloth bags were filled with cheap wheat and millets that hadn’t even taken off their shells.The fabric fiber of the cloth bag is very thick, and the disadvantage is that it is difficult to clean, which causes the knifeman to choke on the dust and shells.

"Expose his head," Mo Li suggested.

Sneezing too hard will cause the body to shake.The swordsman is now dislocated in his limbs and joints, and even a sneeze can cause him pain, let alone a continuous sneeze.

"This……"

Monk Yuanzhi hesitated.

An old monk is carrying a cloth bag containing people, which is already very ugly.When the head is exposed again, it is still a face full of scars like a ghost. Is this to scare passers-by to death?

Monk Yuan Zhi and Mo Li are incapable of asking the secret of Piaoping Pavilion from the mouth of the swordsman. Although there is no dispute or even publicity, both sides know that Mo Li wants to wait for Meng Qi to come back, and Yuan Zhi wants to wait for Meng Qi to come back. This person is handed over to Fengxing Pavilion.

Of course, there must be something pitiful for a hateful person. Seeing the scarred appearance of the swordsman, Yuan Zhi bowed his head and recited the scriptures.

All living beings suffer, and one thought becomes a demon.

If it had been the past, Monk Yuan Zhi would have been preaching scriptures and chanting Buddha in front of the swordsman day and night. He didn't expect the other party to put down the butcher's knife, but doing so would trap the swordsman and save the world from a knife that can kill people like hemp. One less weapon controlled by others.

Xuanchuan Pass is in dire danger, one day the King of Heaven will come to the city with his troops, Yuan Zhi doesn't have much time to delay.

"Hey."

The old monk sighed heavily, and buried his head on the road without forgetting to babble, "Almsgiver, being favored by others and being driven by others, this is cause and effect. It is also cause and effect when others collect money and you go to kill people. You repay the favor of that person, but you will be punished by you." What about the people who were killed? Where should I ask for their karma?"

"The dead don't deserve karma."

The swordsman finished coughing and didn't appreciate it at all. He looked at the back of Yuan Zhi's head and said with a sneer, "If you die, you will have nothing."

Ink carp frowned slightly.

Yuan Zhi didn't talk to the swordsman about reincarnation in the afterlife, suffering in hell, etc. He put down the bag, looked at the swordsman fixedly and said, "The karma is not in the person you killed, but in your heart."

The swordsman had no expression on his face, and this time he didn't even bother to sneer.

People who walk in the dark don't believe that at all.

On the contrary, the ink carp was thoughtful.

The doctor can see many things, Moli can't do anything about the Piaoping Pavilion, but Moli can see clearly the secrets that belong to the swordsman himself.

This person was congenitally deficient. He should have died in his mother's womb, but he was unexpectedly nourished by a wave of spiritual energy, so he could come to this world smoothly.

The swordsman himself does not have the ability to actively absorb the aura of the outside world. He is really a "human", not a monster.

The aura obtained by taking Tiancaidibao is not like this. This aura is not a consumable, but more like filling the vacancy of the congenital deficiency.Similarly, once the aura is withdrawn, the swordsman will soon die from internal exhaustion.

In this way, the source of this spiritual energy is very clear, it is a good medicine, and it is also a gift.

Someone, or to put it more directly, a dragon vein met a woman who was about to give birth to a stillborn woman, and in order to let her child be born smoothly, she gave a spiritual energy.

Precisely because it was possessed before leaving the mother's womb, the spiritual energy became the innate energy in the legend, so it can stay in the swordsman's body stably for a long time without dissipating.

A child who died young became born extraordinary.

If it was changed to a storybook, it would be a legend. This kid will definitely do great things in the future, and even leave his name in history.

But things in the world will not develop as in the storybook. The aura given by Longmai makes a child who should have died be born smoothly, but the world of mortals who welcome him gives misfortune and pain.Mo Li didn't know what happened to the child's parents, or what happened to the child after he was seven years old. The scars meant that he was tortured, beaten and abused, and he couldn't even live as a "human".

Later, the child finally escaped and began to practice martial arts hard.

Maybe this is the kindness he said, the person who took him out of suffering and gave him the opportunity to learn martial arts, the owner of Piaoping Pavilion.

If this is the life of the swordsman and the reason why he works for Piaoping Pavilion, then Mo Li doesn't find it strange at all that the swordsman looks like this.

Whether he was a child or as the killer of Piaoping Pavilion, what the swordsman saw was darkness and killing.It is not that he has no good and evil, but that he has never seen good at all. This is exactly what the monk Yuan Zhi said, cause and effect are in the heart.

A person who has no sense of good and evil will not feel his own mistakes.

What would happen if he found out one day?The things that have been done by the people who have killed will come out from the bottom of my heart together, like sharp knives and shackles, while tightly bound and stirred viciously.

The ink carp moved its lips, but finally said nothing.

Monk Yuan Zhi didn't know what Mo Li was thinking, he put his hands together and continued to persuade the swordsman: "I don't think the benefactor is a vicious person."

"It's just because of these scars on my body that you have unreasonable compassion for me." The swordsman snorted and said sarcastically, "If you didn't have these, you would have smashed my celestial cap with a stick. These people who are afraid of me and pity me, I can't wait to kill them all."

He was full of murderous looks, obviously he really thought so.

Yuan Zhi began to chant scriptures again.

The swordsman said impatiently: "I don't know a word about what you want to know, don't waste your time, just do it."

Mo Li suddenly said, "You wanted to kill the person who saw your face, but you didn't. You chose not to let others see it."

The swordsman was taken aback.

"Your mask is specially sewn, and only your eyes are exposed. You also wear a bamboo hat outside. Although it is not raining, you still wear a coir raincoat outside your tight clothes. Your attire The dress is different from other Piaoping Pavilion killers."

Mo Li's last sentence blocked the swordsman's ready to blurt out "killers cover their heads and faces".

Mo Li continued: "You have many subordinates, but you didn't bring them up the mountain. At that time, the master broke through the realm and disturbed the birds and beasts, so you know there is a master up there."

"..."

"If you want to recover the account books of the Si family rice shop, you must have collected a lot of information. You know that the four gangs and twelve associations of Yuzhou have gathered here recently, and you even know all the changes that have happened in the past few days. Mr. Qin from the leading association You should know in your heart how martial arts are. Then you are facing at least two martial arts masters, and the enemy is so difficult, why don't you bring your men?" Mo Li looked calm, and he gradually smiled as he watched Monk Yuan Zhi With the satisfied face and the slightly distorted expression of the swordsman, he couldn't help sighing, "We have seen the dead men in Piaoping Pavilion before, and they were armed with the firearms of the Thunder Hall, and the lives of a dozen people are enough to raze the place to the ground. Isn’t it a perfect plan to solve the enemy and destroy the account book? But you don’t, you cherish the lives of your subordinates and don’t let them die easily.”

The corner of the swordsman's mouth twitched, he felt that he was wrong.

Not only is the person in the pink robe scary, but his companions also have the ability to penetrate people's hearts.

What is this, birds of a feather flock together, are monsters good friends?

What makes the swordsman even more concerned is, what about the man in pink?Where did you go?

"What exactly do you want?" The swordsman asked viciously, hiding his uneasiness.

Mo Li paused, and said seriously: "Where were you born, is there a mountain nearby?"

Swordsman: "..."

The author has something to say: Swordsman: That old monk, aren’t you going to sell me to Fengxing Pavilion?sell fast!I can't stand this doctor