Aggrieved Fish Sprite

There is a small yard behind the blacksmith's shop, where the blacksmith's belongings are kept, and there are several low wing rooms.

Back then when the Town God's Temple area was prosperous, Blacksmith Wang's father-in-law rented out part of the courtyard for traveling merchants or people who went to the market in the countryside to rest for a night.

The wing room is short and small, and a kang is built with bricks against the wall. Unlike a kang, the bed is not a big mound.

The wooden boards are placed on a shelf, and cotton quilts are laid in winter and mats are placed in summer, which is very good.

It's just that it's too small to make people feel aggrieved. It's difficult for a grown man to turn over, so he can only lie upright without moving.

Coupled with the fire in the blacksmith shop in front, the yard is not cold in winter, but suffers in summer.So Wang Tiejiang only lived in the shop by himself, and his wife and children lived in the house in the country.

——These shortcomings are not a problem in Mo Li's eyes.

Sitting cross-legged to meditate and adjust breath does not require much space. The master of the internal family is not afraid of the severe cold and heat. The house has no windows and is pitch-black, which is just right for him to take a bath!

While the swordsman and Meng Qi were both out, Mo Li asked blacksmith Wang to borrow a wooden barrel, and instead of using hot water, he directly fetched water from the well in the courtyard and carried it into the house.

Fish cannot be changed.

Just wash it casually, just having ink carp is enough.

The well water was very cold. After washing the ink carp, I couldn't help but put on my clothes, and then carried the water again, changed the water, and soaked it in a wooden barrel.

In such hot weather, you should stay underwater.

While soaking, Mo Li heard movement from the blacksmith shop at the door, it was the swordsman who came back.

Mo Carp's eyes were half-opened and half-closed, his expression was lazy and he didn't want to move.

Unexpectedly, Meng Qi's voice was heard right after, and now, even if he didn't think about it, the ink carp slowly grabbed the edge of the barrel and stepped out of the barrel, steamed the water droplets on his body with internal force, and reluctantly began to wear it. clothing.

Clothes are newly "bought".

They fumbled back to the city in the middle of the night, and Meng Qi went directly to a clothing store, left some money and took it away to buy two sets of clothes that fit.

Doing extraordinary things at extraordinary times, Mo Li has no objection to this, but Meng Qina's clothes are a bit unsatisfactory.

The scholar's uniform of the Confucian scarf cloth robe may be for the lucky head of the gold list title. The cuffs and collars are embroidered with golden osmanthus, and the background pattern of the robe is also osmanthus twigs.Mo Li had never worn such "flowery" clothes in his life, and his whole demeanor changed, as if he had changed from a hermit to a promising hero.

A folding fan may be missing from being a romantic talent.

Mo Li pulled up his sleeves and walked out helplessly.

When I met Meng Qi head-on, the other party was wearing a Confucian robe with golden osmanthus pattern exactly like him.

According to Meng Qi, in two months it will be the provincial examination in Qiuwei, and you have to go to the state capital to take the examination. At this time, it is very common to encounter test subjects returning home on the road, and ordinary people and soldiers will not treat such a strange face. Too much doubt arises.

nonsense!

Mo Li thought, with Meng Qi's face, wearing such ostentatious clothes, the internal strength of breathing is not good enough.

Wherever you go, you will be noticed.

Meng Qi entered the door with a smile, and when he noticed the moisture that hadn't disappeared from the tip of Mo Li's hair, the smile on his lips suddenly brought a little regret.

——I want to see the scales!I want to see the scales exposed on Ah Li's back and chest when he takes a bath!

Just the moment of glimpse last time is enough to fill Meng Qi's imagination.

Ink Carp: "..."

Someone's heart beat like a drum.

"Cough, it's hot, I'm a little angry." Meng Qi turned his head.

In his hand, he held three stacks of paper bags tied with string, containing lotus flower crisps, red bean rolls and sesame candy sticks respectively.

These are the three best dim sum made in the dim sum shop in Run County.

As soon as it is spread out, the lotus flower pastry is blown by the aroma of deep frying.

The swordsman who was about to ask the "master" to repair his knife suddenly realized that since yesterday morning he found the body of the dead man who had washed the rice shop in the ruined temple, and then traced the whereabouts of the account books. Eating anything! !

Hungry until the front of the chest sticks to the back.

It is normal for a Jianghu person, especially a killer, not to eat for a day and a night.

The disadvantage is that when the smell of food is smelled and there is no danger around, hunger will rush in like a flood that breaks a dike, overwhelming mountains and seas.

The swordsman touched his clothes, but they were empty.

So here comes the question, how should he have the cheek to sacrifice to the Wu Zang Temple?

"Grandmaster……"

"Call me Blacksmith Wang, if someone overhears you, you'll get into trouble."

Blacksmith Wang kept a straight face, trying hard to maintain the image of a proud foundry, exhausted to death.

Anyway, he has seen through it. Meng Qi will not expose him, but he will not help him either.

In order to save his life, Tiejiang Wang could only play the casting master to the end in front of the swordsman.

"what's up?"

"Can I borrow some copper coins?"

The swordsman said this sentence coldly and firmly, and Blacksmith Wang was taken aback.

I saw that the swordsman was tense and murderous. This is not borrowing money, it is clearly like stealing money.

Meng Qi was looking around to avoid Mo Li's scrutinizing eyes, and almost laughed out loud when he saw this scene.

The guy abducted from Piaoping Pavilion is a real treasure. When he was looking for someone to borrow money, he mobilized all his muscles, with a grim expression—what, is it because he is afraid of being rejected, or is it only in this way that he can muster up the courage to ask for money?

The corners of the ink carp's lips rose slightly.Speaking of which, after he met Meng Qi, there were quite a few people who traveled with them along the way.

The one with the longest time is Lu Min. When the second prince should have a thick skin, his skin is thicker than the corner of the city wall.If Lu Min were here today, he would definitely be able to pretend to be stupid and stuff a piece of lotus cake into his mouth.

As for the swordsman, his skin is probably thinner than the layer of glutinous rice paper on the sesame candy bar.

"How much do you want?" Blacksmith Wang asked with a dull face.

If he can send people away with money, he will give him ten pennies.

At this time there was noise and fighting outside the shop, pedestrians dodged around, and a few entered the blacksmith shop, interrupting the swordsman's plan to borrow money.

"What's going on?" Blacksmith Wang subconsciously picked up the hammer and looked around.

The people who avoided coming in explained in panic: "The gate of the city is blocked and no one is allowed to go out. Someone has clashed with the yamen servant!"

"what?"

Those who are trapped in the city and rush to leave are all caravans, but ordinary caravans will not conflict with the government, only Jianghu people have unruly temperament and leave as soon as they say it.In particular, people who claim to be strong in martial arts disregard any official bans, overturn roadblocks, come and beat one by one, without holding back.

Blacksmith Wang was a little worried. He couldn't figure out the origins of Meng Qi and the others, and he didn't know if there would be any trouble for him.

He was looking at the chaos on the street, and suddenly felt a strong force coming from behind him.

Unexpectedly, Blacksmith Wang was pushed and staggered, and fell to the side of the blacksmithing stove, his hair and beard were instantly scorched by sparks.

A muffled sound.

A small blue arrow was nailed to the place where Blacksmith Wang was standing.

It was the swordsman who overthrew Blacksmith Wang, and he leaped out of the shop with his sword drawn.

The person who shot the cold arrow was hidden in the crowd, and the location was chosen very well. When he did it, the sound of the sharp arrow piercing the air was also covered by the noise on the street.It's a pity that the swordsman standing next to Blacksmith Wang is a master who knows nothing but practicing swords and killing people.

"Wow!"

Meng Qi picked up the wooden bucket by the well and poured water on Blacksmith Wang's head and face in time.

The fire was extinguished, but blacksmith Wang's hair and beard were burnt black.

The passers-by who avoided the blacksmith's shop noticed something was wrong, screamed in unison, and rushed out. One of the aunts, whose head was wrapped in a cloth scarf, tripped over the threshold and did not get up for a long time.

"Aunt Liu?"

Tiejiang Wang suddenly realized that this was still a neighbor. While still in shock, he was afraid that something might happen to this person, so he hurried to help him.

"Ding-crack!"

With two sounds that sounded almost together, Tiejiang Wang felt as if he was flying backwards as if riding a cloud, and when his heels hit the ground, he was already standing in the backyard.The old neighbor he was going to help, Aunt Liu who moved here and sold sewing and sachets on this street for five years, unexpectedly held a sharp dagger in her hand.

The point of the dagger was gone.

When Blacksmith Wang approached, Aunt Liu quietly pulled out the dagger by lying on the ground to cover up.

She was about to follow Blacksmith Wang's support, and when she stabbed the dagger into Blacksmith Wang's abdomen with her right hand, she was deflected by a flying sesame candy stick, and the tip of the knife broke at the same time, and the two consecutive sounds were the tip of the knife breaking The sound of flying against the door frame.

It was Meng Qi who threw the sesame candy sticks.

He pressed Blacksmith Wang's shoulders, and carried him back five feet, landing in the courtyard.

When Aunt Liu saw that the blow was missed, she screamed sharply, and saw more than a dozen masters dressed as ordinary people jump over the wall suddenly, holding a short bow and crossbow and shooting a round of poisonous arrows into the courtyard wall.

Mo Li's eyes flickered, he reached out to take Blacksmith Wang, and hurriedly retreated into the wing room.

With a flick of Meng Qi's sleeves, his inner strength surged, and the sharp arrows turned around within a few steps in front of him, piercing the courtyard wall and the ground in random places.

The archers couldn't see it, and they didn't panic, they all jumped down from the courtyard wall.

Blacksmith Wang stared dumbfounded at the battle in the courtyard.

The people who came, including Aunt Liu, were both male and female, all of them had strange martial arts, and their movements were as magical as magic.

They even faintly formed a formation, helping each other and surrounding Meng Qi.

"This... what kind of sect is this? Is it a master from a foreign land outside the pass?"

Blacksmith Wang was not sure because these people had slightly higher nose bridges and looked like merchants from the north, with normal hair and eyes.

The ink carp kicked the tub filled with water in the room, pouring internal force into it, and the tub almost hit the wall with tremendous force.

With a bang, the wall of the side room facing the alleyway collapsed directly, and behind the wall, those people who were lying in ambush and raised the fire folds and prepared to throw them at the thunderbolt tube were smashed to the ground, and the pouring buckets wiped out the unlit fire. The black powder was drenched.

Blacksmith Wang was already stupid.

Mo Li's hearing was keen, and he noticed something was wrong even through the wall, and those sneak attackers thought that the attention of Mo Li and others was attracted by the master who jumped into the wall.

There were not many of these lightning tubes, and it was no problem to blow up a wing room. What was especially dangerous was that Blacksmith Wang was so frightened that he was stuck against the wall.

"Smart people are easy to count smart people, because what I can think of, he can think of too."

That's what Meng Qi said.

Of course it was no accident that Mo Li chose this wing room to stay, as the cellar is located under this room.

Apart from killing people, the attacker's real goal was to destroy Li Zhubo's body in the cellar.

"go!"

Unlike Meng Qi, Mo Li would at least give a warning when he led people to perform lightness kung fu.

So Blacksmith Wang felt dizzy again that he was flying through the clouds, and when he landed, he saw the scarred face of the swordsman head-on, livid and distorted.

Although the swordsman easily left Blacksmith Wang and ran after the guy who threw the hidden weapon in the crowd because he believed in Meng Qi Moli, but he walked like a trick to divert the tiger away from the mountain. He has no face as a killer.

"Bring someone, you go to Blacksmith Wang's house in the country." Mo Li said with a frown.

He originally thought that Piaoping Pavilion would be waiting at the blacksmith's shop to deal with the swordsman at most. After all, Blacksmith Wang was a fake foundry master, and he didn't have much friendship with the swordsman.Now that there is a lot of trouble, if Piaoping Pavilion thinks that Wang Tiejiang's wife and children are bargaining chips, it is very likely to attack him.

Mo Li gave Blacksmith Wang to the swordsman, and turned back to the blacksmith shop.

He extinguished the fire with one palm, and when he stepped into the courtyard, he saw a dozen masters suspected of inheriting the martial arts of Xiliang Kingdom, circling Meng Qi like a master of subduing demons and jumping, spinning rapidly like rabbits.

In the afterimages, there are ruthless killing moves.

With unfamiliar martial arts methods, Mo Li felt that it was difficult to intervene for a while. He was holding a sharp blade in his hand and was about to disrupt the opponent's formation, when suddenly a purple light appeared.

The afterimage of the sword body.

The castration is like a surprise.

Meng Qi's figure suddenly grew taller, and his folded sleeves covered the scorching sun, like a falcon riding on the wind, soaring up.

The afterimages that were rapidly swirling all around stopped for a while, and before they had time to turn on the defensive, they were already broken under the force of Jinghong's sword.

Meng Qi was in mid-air, taking dozens of steps out of thin air, each step stepped on the weird and strange weapons of the masters of Xiliang Kingdom, the internal force sticks to the weapons and deflects under his feet, slamming into a ball .

"The eyes enter emptiness, in all things, falsely see that there is substance, as if seeing emptiness..."

Meng Qi put his foot on the back of one person for the last time, and that person had already made a gesture to dodge, but the formation of a dozen people was chaotic and changed from offense to defense, but this person seemed to have sent himself to Meng Qi's feet.

"...you should know that it is seeing, it does not come from roots, it does not come from emptiness."

Meng Qi said every word, and every time he uttered a voice, one person retreated with a painful cry.

The crowd formed formations several times, struggling to contend, and the killing moves became even more bizarre. However, the soft sword in Meng Qi's hand was like a gust of wind, wandering among the afterimages.

The long wind shatters the blue glass, and the duckweed gathers with the wind.

To Meng Qi, the siege formation below is nothing more than a lake, but to Xiliang masters, they are like duckweed in the water, trying to cover everything but being dragged and beaten more and more frightened.There was obviously no mistake in the formation, so why was he suddenly passively beaten?

They were even more frightened when they said that what Meng Qi said was the source of their martial arts.

In the end, Meng Qi stepped on their shoulders, backs, and wrists step by step accurately, and everyone's weapons fell to the ground, and the sword of the Heartfelt Sword moved randomly, and everyone could not help "rotating and flowing".

"Hey, back then Mogatti Temple turned the Shurangama Sutra into martial arts and created thirteen chapters of celestial demon self-attachment. I have seen this 'empty flower array' in the Daxia King's Capital in Xiliang that day. Not as good as one-third of the monks in Mojati Temple, who dare to make a fool of themselves in front of me?"

When Meng Qi said the last sentence, his figure finally fell to the ground.

With the sword flower in his right hand, he saw that no one could stand in the courtyard except the ink carp.

The sun shines on the golden laurel clothes, shining brightly.

Mo Li thought for a while, then silently clapped his hands.

Good formation, good swordsmanship.

The author has something to say: Mo Li: It’s pretty amazing, so let’s praise it.

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Author: Cough, broken input method almost turned [good swordsmanship] into [good keyboard and mouse]

So the style will be like this

Mo carp: What a rat!Applause.jpg

Meng Qi: ...