Aggrieved Fish Sprite

Wangshan ran the dead horse, and it took two full hours before the carriage really entered the tall and dense forest at the foot of the mountain.

The next moment there was a cool wind blowing.

It's a real cool breeze, not like the scorching heat.

The coolness penetrating into the skin is like the veil brushed by the Nine Heavens Fairy, which directly awakens people's sleepy consciousness from the heat, and then drifts away.

"Good place." Mo Li sighed softly.

It is still far away to clearly feel the aura, but the strength of the earth's veins is beyond doubt.

In the words of alchemists, this place can strengthen Fengshui, keep Qi from leaking out, and have long-lasting blessings.

Of course, the Feng Shui method, in Mo Li's view, is very similar to Ayan Puka's brain, that is, what he sees is correct, and every sentence he says is true, only the conclusion is far away.

For example, it is true that the qi does not flow out, but it is true that the blessings last forever, that the source of water and wealth flows continuously, and that the auspicious acupoints are in the shape of a dragon and a tiger... It is pure nonsense, and people will rot if they are buried.

Find a place full of aura and dig a hole to bury the coffin. Those who know that Fudiji Cave protects future generations, but those who don’t know think they want to watch the corpse change!After all, black carp is also raised in the same way to raise white ginseng in Qimao Mountain. If you don't expect it to transform, why dig a hole for it to find a good place where the aura meets?The dead cannot be resurrected!

Mo Li didn't expect that the uniqueness of Feihe Mountain could be experienced at the foot of the mountain.

It was different from any mountain he had ever seen.

The mountain is not steep, nor is it majestic and magnificent. It can even be said that this "mountain" looks very ordinary.

But it is full of vitality, from the birds in the forest to the gurgling streams, people can realize that it is different at a glance.

It is "live".

The wind is like the breath of the mountain, and the stream is the footprint it left behind. People are wrapped up and can't wait to walk in before they get close.

For Longmai, it feels like the owner is smiling in the yard and beckoning you in.

"... No wonder you said that you thought that only Feihe Mountain in Minyang could have a dragon vein."

Mo Li was both surprised and novel, and couldn't help jumping onto the roof of the car.

That ethereal air surrounds the body, wandering among the trees, untouchable and intangible, the only way to feel its trajectory is when it brushes past the side.

So real and so extraordinary.

No wonder even Ayan Puka said that there is a dragon's vein here. Whether it is the experience of the swordsman Suli or the unusual feather, it is more convincing than stepping into the range of Feihe Mountain in person.

If Mo Li hadn't met Meng Qi, but had been looking for a companion wholeheartedly, he might have walked for a long time, seen many mountains and crossed many rivers without gaining anything, until one day he came here... Maybe he would cry with joy.

Just because, living in the world as a dragon vein is not alone.

Thinking of this, Mo Li got down from the roof of the car.

Sure enough, Meng Qi looked unhappy.

Meng Qi didn't speak, just drove with his head depressed.

The old horse, which was kicking and stomping along the way, buried in the trailer and lacked energy, became very excited after entering the woods, and could hardly be pulled without the rein.

"Brother Meng also walked this way?" Mo Li thought for a while and asked tentatively.

"No, by boat."

Meng Qi felt that Mo Li's tone was a bit strange, and when he looked up, he saw the doctor's expression was serious.

Mo Li deliberately said in a deep voice: "As soon as today arrives, I understand that Feihe Mountain is indeed unforgettable, especially for Longmai. If Ayan Puka hadn't mentioned it last time, I still don't know how long you came to Feihe Mountain again. Second-rate."

Meng Qi: "..."

Why does this sound weird?

It's like being jealous, but the doctor has never been a jealous person!Meng Qi was very puzzled.

Mo Li laughed from the bottom of his heart, he had to drink the vinegar before Meng Guoshi, who was overthinking, and kept the gerbil staring at the empty vinegar bowl in a daze.

— What kind of vinegar do you drink?The doctor here only has bitter medicine, don't think about anything else.

In fact, when Ayan Puka mentioned these things last time, Mo Li hadn't thought of this, just now on the roof of the car, Mo Li used himself to push others, thinking about Meng Guoshi when he first came to Feihe Mountain What, the mood is suddenly complicated.

After traveling thousands of miles to Feihe Mountain, he discovered that there might really be a dragon vein. Meng Qi's decades of happiness were exhausted in one day.

After he was happy, a problem appeared, he couldn't find the dragon's veins!

Regardless of how extraordinary this mountain looks, the dragon veins just don't show up!I don't know if Feihe Mountain's dragon veins are not at home, or if the dragon veins have not yet formed, Meng Qi can only leave disappointed, and come back for a walk next time when he finds a chance.

As a result, I wandered around and around, and returned without success every time.

In the end, Meng Qi couldn't say with certainty that Feihe Mountain must have dragon veins.

If so, why avoid it?

As good as the first feeling of stepping into Feihe Mountain, Meng Qi was so disappointed in the end.

But this can't be blamed on Feiheshan Longmai. No one stipulates that Longmai must show up to recognize his relatives when he meets his companions. This is still his territory.Run into someone's house and find no one in the house, can you blame the host for not being good at hospitality?

As for the host inviting you in to be a guest or something... that was just an illusion brought about by the aura, and you didn't even see the shadow of the dragon's veins. Where did the invitation come from?

"You haven't had a companion for so many years, and you finally met, but it's like this." Mo Li stroked Meng Qi's right hand.

This is the action of touching the fur of a gerbil.

Meng Qi involuntarily shook his hand back, and pulled the ink carp to sit on the shaft beside him, bowing his head and wanting to talk to his full earlobe.

Without the restraint of the rein, the horse neighed excitedly and headed into the forest.

The carriage bumped violently, and if it wasn't for his martial arts, he might have been thrown off the carriage.

"Slow down."

The ink carp didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and pulled the rein for fear that it would bump into the tree trunk.

The horse was bought by Mumbai.

Fearful of repeating the same mistakes, someone purposely picks out a blunt bad horse.

According to the owner of the carriage and horse dealer, the old horse was old, deaf and unable to control, and had been sent back several times.The businessmen who rented it also complained again and again, no matter how much the horse is whipped and shouted, it will always go at the same speed. This is the case for transporting goods and carrying people.

The well-fed forage does not work hard, and the poor forage is also eaten. Even the man forcibly replaces the good forage with the inferior one in front of the horse.In short, it was extremely dull. Meng Qi was very satisfied at the time, but within two days after buying it, he became a little unhappy again.

——The ink carp took care of the horse, let it rest, and fed it melons and fruits to relieve the heat, but the horse seemed lukewarm, and no one paid attention to it?

Meng Qi said that the horse was unbearably dull, but Mo Li said that it was "not to be surprised by favor or humiliation", as a gentleman should be.

National Division:"……"

Forget it, there are gains and losses, and it is always difficult to have the best of both worlds.

Now the horse was uncharacteristically running wildly, the car swayed left and right for a while, and finally with a bang, the rear wheels flew out.

The horse's body tilted and was almost brought to the ground.

Meng Qi jumped on the horse's back, wrapped his right hand around the horse's neck, and didn't see how much force he exerted, the horse obediently stopped.

"Why did you suddenly go crazy?" Mo Li jumped off the carriage long before it overturned.

Anyway, there is nothing on the car, so I am not afraid of breaking it.

The ink carp stepped forward and stroked the horse's sweaty mane to see if there was anything unusual about its snout.

"It's okay, it's not like I'm sick." Meng Qi got off the horse and said angrily, "I'm afraid it feels cool in the woods and I'm impatient to serve us. I just want to take a dip in the stream."

The ink carp didn't refute, the sky was really hot.

They are not afraid of heat, but horses are not.

"Listening to the sound of water, the stream is not far from here, you might as well take it there."

Mo Li patted the horse's back and handed the reins to Meng Qi, when he suddenly heard voices approaching from the forest.

Glancing at the wheels flying far away, and the old horse who obviously went on strike and didn't want to work, Mo Li simply sighed, and said seriously: "Let's take it to rest, Brother Qixing and I are both together. At the age, there is still a long way to rely on it to travel."

Meng Qi patted the non-existing dust on the hem of his clothes, and sighed in unison: "It seems that horses don't have this gentleman's demeanor of not being surprised by favor or humiliation. As long as it can cool down, I don't care about others."

The ink carp is angry and funny, and the majestic Taijing dragon veins, why does it always have trouble with the horse?

While speaking, the voices of people in the distance gradually approached, and it turned out to be a welcoming team dressed in rough red cloth.

There was no sedan chair, and the bride only had a donkey on her back. She wore brand-new clothes, her hair was combed smoothly, and she didn't cover her head. She looked at them curiously.

There is only one well-trodden road in the forest, which is also full of weeds and is quite narrow.

Mo Li and Meng Qi both looked like old people. An old carriage fell to the ground, and the wheels fell in the distance. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell what happened.

"I'm sorry, everyone wait a moment." Mo Li found that the road was blocked by the car.

The people in that welcoming team were all ordinary people with simple appearance. Hearing the words, he quickly spoke a strong Jingzhou dialect and said, "What is the old man talking about? It is inevitable that there will be accidents when he is away from home. There is no auspicious time for us fishermen in the countryside. The bride When we arrive, we will arrange wine and get married, even if we delay for a while, it's okay."

As he spoke, he took the initiative to say hello: "Why don't you take the things in the car, and let's help lift the car?"

Mo Li naturally couldn't put on the appearance of an eighty-year-old man and carry the carriage with one hand in front of so many people, so he could only thank the other party for accepting his kindness.

The villagers are not afraid that Meng Qi Moli is a villain.

Seeing that he is older than the village chief and the old man, and his waist is neither bent nor stooped, he looks like he has a bit of status.

Fortunately, they were not dressed in silk or satin, otherwise the villagers would not even dare to say hello.

"Hey, the wheel is not broken, it can be repaired! It's just that I don't have any tools at hand, why don't the old man go back to the village with us?"

"That's right, it's getting late. As soon as the sun goes down, the forest is so dark and scary."

Meng Qi obediently agreed, and gave Mo Li a look: now you know why you have to pretend to be an old man?

——Not every place is like Taikyung, as long as it looks good.

Young and unfamiliar outsiders, no matter what their identities, will arouse the vigilance of the people. An 80-year-old man can neither be a bandit, nor a petty official who collects taxes from the government, let alone kidnap someone's daughter-in-law.It also caught up with them to welcome relatives and hold weddings. Inviting people over is just a matter of adding chopsticks to a bowl of water and wine, and no one will care.

"Old man, where are you from? The accent sounds like it's nearby?"

"From the south of Jingzhou, come to find relatives." Mo Li said casually.

He found that the longer he stayed with Meng Qi, it seemed that lies could come out without thinking.

Taking advantage of the stack of mountains, rivers and rivers he read in Taijing, Mo Li chose a place to say a few words, and he spoke clearly and logically.

There are really people in the village who have been there, nodding repeatedly.

When everyone arrived in the village, everyone believed that Mo Li was from that place.

The woods became denser and cooler as we walked.

Turning around a small slope, I saw two streams flowing from Feihe Mountain, one on the left and the other on the right, and merged here to form a lake.

The fishing village is right next to the lake, and most of the houses are crude, with only a few scattered brick houses.

The village has already prepared a banquet, just a long table, which looks like it was lifted out of an ancestral temple, with big pots and bowls filled with stewed vegetables, pork, and various fish and shrimp.

Poor families don’t have the seasonings for cooking, so if they can use oil and sauce, it’s an excellent dish. Those who welcome relatives don’t even care about watching the new couple worship, they just sit down and eat and drink.The weather is hot, and things don't last long, and the people hosting the wedding are also calling out loudly to eat and drink quickly.

The village head is a shriveled old man, tremblingly supported by his grandson to meet the guests in the village.

He opened his mouth, good guy, only two teeth left.

His words were ambiguous, not to mention Meng Qi, even Mo Li, who had learned dialect, couldn't understand what he was saying.

The grandson of the old village head said quickly: "Grandpa said it was a distinguished guest. A few days ago, the Taoist in the temple said that a distinguished guest came from the north."

Mo Li frowned, and a villager who was busy chewing meat on the table next to him smiled and said: "This is wrong, the two old men came from the south to find relatives, not the north."

"What temple? The temple should be for monks and nuns, why are they Taoists?" Meng Qi spoke for the first time, and the others were startled.

This is official language, but most of the dozens of people in the village can't understand it.

Mo Li had no choice but to repeat his words.

"Oh, it's right in front." The villagers who were busy fighting for meat pointed forward with their chopsticks without raising their heads.

With the ink carp's extraordinary eyesight, he could faintly see the half of the low wall behind the trees on the other side of the lake.

An old villager on the table slapped the back of the hand of the person who was holding up the chopsticks, and reprimanded: "That's a mountain god, how can you be disrespectful?"

"Mountain God?"

"It's Shanbo Zeshen, who protects our poor people. He doesn't have a statue or anything. He just offers bowls of rice and sticks of incense on New Year's festivals." The grandson of the old village head saw Meng Qi Moli's extraordinary demeanor, and felt that they were not ordinary people, so he greeted them warmly. Very polite, and asked to deliver water and to bring stools.

Mo Li and Meng Qi looked at each other, and couldn't help asking: "Mountain God, is it effective?"

The villagers said in unison: "Spirit! Especially spirit!"

The author has something to say: Gerbil hugs his chest: Let me tell you, doctor, this dead house in Feiheshan is very annoying, don’t play with him