Aggrieved Fish Sprite

It is near dusk, and the red clouds are all over the mountains and forests, which is the time for the birds to return to their nests.

Originally, the ink carps would not pay much attention to them, but now walking among the dense forests, they couldn't help but look sideways at the birds on the nearby branches, suspecting that a certain dragon's veins were mixed in.

——Feiheshan Longmai said it himself, it likes to squat among a group of tits to watch the excitement.

If you really want to hide it like this, it's quite hard to find.

A tit with gray feathers, only the two cheeks are white.

It is small and short, and its squat body is hidden in the leaves, only its bulging belly and black head can be seen.

In addition, there may be too many birds in Feihe Mountain. Mo Li couldn't find a skinny tit, regardless of feather color and species, almost all had round bellies, and it was impossible to tell whether the tit was bigger than a fist if it was far away. Fat, still one size smaller than a fist.

Birds in particular have fluffy feathers, as long as half a wing is valiant and vigorous, the body will immediately become bigger.

How can I admit it? It's too embarrassing for a fish!

Mo Li didn't look at it at all, and just followed if he really wanted to. With him and Meng Qi around, nothing major would happen.

Meng Qi took out a piece of mulberry paper from his luggage, and wrote down the reed-dripping river course that Feihe Mountain Dragon Mai "painfully" drew.

When he wrote the pen, he didn't hesitate, and he didn't deliberately draw the size of the river island. The lines were regular and orderly, which made people think it was a math problem at a glance.

"Array?" Mo Li asked with a frown.

Meng Qi didn't raise his head, and said as he walked, "I went there many years ago and thought it was a natural Qimen Dunjia, but I didn't think about it in detail. After all, I only wanted to find the dragon's veins at that time. There is no such thing near the reeds." High ground, overlooking the terrain, seeing the drawing map of that idiot trotting along the river beach today, it is suddenly enlightened."

"..."

Mo Li thought to himself, he even has a nickname.

If it wasn't Meng Qi who said this, Mo Li would definitely have to persuade a few words that they are all dragon veins, so don't ridicule them. After a few years, the other party picked up and raised the child and came to make trouble again.

You shouldn't be grabbing the same sheep when you gather the wool.

But who made it difficult to find the dragon veins in the world?So Feihe Mountain Longmai became the unlucky ghost.

"doctor?"

"Huh?" Mo Li came back to his senses, and looked at Meng Qi inexplicably.

Meng Qi was wondering, he just blurted out the word "Shaque" by accident, and originally thought that Mo Li wanted to persuade him.

The result is no, it shouldn't be!

According to the doctor's temper, why don't you speak for the tits?

Meng Qi, who was waiting to drink vinegar but the vinegar flew away: "..."

Ink carp favoring gerbils because of "private love": "..."

The opposite face was at a loss, unable to figure out what was wrong with the other party.

Unable to explain, and difficult to explain, Meng Qi gave a dry cough and disguised his words: "What was the doctor thinking just now, so preoccupied?"

Mo Li didn't know what Meng Qi was thinking, so he sighed naturally, "I think you ran away from the Feihe Mountain Longmai without restraint, and there is something you haven't had time to ask."

Meng Qi cheered up, guessed right, but Dr. Mo was distracted by other things.

Very good.

Meng Qi put away the mulberry paper and said calmly: "It's not about the swordsman, it's easy."

Mo Li looked at him suspiciously.

"You think Feiheshan Dragon Vessels don't have such good medical skills, so you want to ask yourself." Meng Qi straightened his bags and said with a smile, "The doctor has studied Qihuang for many years, and he speculates from the side of medicine when he sees things. I think that stupid bird If the spiritual energy can be used to inadvertently save the life of the woman, and the woman gives birth to a baby prematurely, then the spiritual energy will be combined with the baby's innate energy, it is not impossible."

"This--"

The ink carp hesitated to speak, which was quite difficult.

Reiki is difficult to generate, it gathers with the ground veins, it is better to say that it is driven, and it is forced to stay in one place, and it will disperse as time goes by.

Su Li is a living person, he is still alive after living for decades!

"That tit is so stupid, it can't do it." Mo Li couldn't hold back, and said in secret through voice transmission.

The corner of Meng Qi's mouth raised, and then raised again.

——Leading the doctor down, the feeling of working together with the doctor is very beautiful!

Laughing all the time, I still have to try my best to cover it up, Meng Qi said solemnly: "What if someone teaches me?"

"Who?" Mo Li asked strangely.

"Didn't the idiot say that, the goshawk taught him a lot." Meng Qi said seriously, "Although he only talked about driving aura, don't forget what he learned this for. Get some auspiciousness, such as glowing feathers, and go out to deceive the villagers. He is still a little interested in pretending to be a mountain god. Since he can pretend to be a ghost, he can occasionally save people. No medicine, no needles, just infuse spiritual energy, so that the other party can escape premature death and live. Going down...doesn't it look like a mountain god appearing?"

This is basically a whole set of tricks for playing tricks on gods and ghosts. Only the front is outrageous, and the back is the only way for the villagers to sincerely believe in the mountain god.

"Furthermore, isn't the clue we found in Feihe Mountain the mountain god that the old man in the fishing village said? Ayan Puka is going to set us up with a trap around the mountain god, and we are sure that there is evidence of dragon veins in Feihe Mountain, except for the root The only feather that can glow is the swordsman in Piaoping Pavilion."

With his hands behind his back, Meng Qi taunted, "In Ayan Puka's opinion, we will probably bring swordsmen with us, and this will restrain the three masters at once, which will free up the people of Xiliang Continue to deal with Fengxing Pavilion, maybe you can use your Taijing Dragon Vein's ability to find the Feihe Mountain Dragon Vein that has not been hidden all this time."

The ink carp was speechless, it was really absurd to admit the wrong dragon vein.

But fortunately Ayan Puka admitted his mistake, otherwise it would be even more troublesome to deal with him.

No one can be exhaustive, accidents always occur endlessly, just like when Meng Qi wanted to beat Gong Jun back then, he never expected that Gong Tongzhi's family raised eight raccoon slaves, and Ayan Puka couldn't guess the ink carp The real identity is all accidents.

"I still want to ask the tit." Mo Li pondered, he was afraid that there would be a fourth and fifth dragon vein with ulterior motives.

I couldn't find it everywhere, but when I found it, I found that it might not be as good as the white fox at home.

In fact, the ink carp has not never thought about the possibility of other dragon veins "doing evil".

But first he met Meng Qi, then met the poor Silang Mountain, and when he was looking for Feihe Mountain, even though he was wary because of Ayan Puka's existence, he was not really worried.After all, with the golden dragon as his backing, he is not afraid of fighting.

Two against one, can you still suffer?

If it's two against a group...

You have to think about it, and retreat first.

Gerbils can shed their hair, so the doctor will feel distressed if it is really hurt.

"There are no other dragon veins. If there were, Ayanpuka wouldn't be staring at Feihe Mountain." Meng Qi snorted and sarcastically said, "Anahedo failed to swallow the stupid bird in the mountain, Ayanpuka Ka Huan came to take risks, could it be that they think that Feihe Mountain is more stupid than other dragon veins and easy to deceive?"

Mo Li squinted at Meng Qi, suspecting that someone was lying to him to praise him, but he said it outright when the words came to his mouth: "They are the ones who bully the weak and fear the hard, and dare not touch the Taijing dragon's veins, but they can't find other dragon's veins."

"Not bad!"

Meng Qi raised his head proudly and said, "I have traveled all over the sea, except for Shangyun Mountain, I have never seen anyone whose aura surpassed that of Feihe Mountain. Those mountains and rivers may have dragon veins that cannot be hidden, but in Ayan Puka's eyes It should be better to deal with it. If the dragon veins of Feihe Mountain can't save people, and the swordsman is not born here, then Ayan Puka will become suspicious, he hopes to find new dragon veins more than us."

Mo Li was dumbfounded, and then thought of the strange dead air around Ayan Puka, and his heart moved.

"Swordsmen can't use the aura in the meridians, but tits can't learn it. If someone can use it?"

This other person is naturally Ayan Puka.

The dying dragon vein is, of course, Mount Anakhedo.

The mystery that shrouded this Xiliang man has gradually dissipated, and there is no longer a sense of uncertainty.

——Because as long as one knows his origin and purpose, then everything can be traced.

Mo Li heaved a sigh of relief, he believed in Meng Qi's ability.

Just like the sudden change in Jingzhou, others can't figure it out at all, but Meng Qi firmly grasped the two ever-changing strategic principles of "consumption of food and grass" and "divorce", and pushed out the plans of the people behind the scenes step by step.If it wasn't for Meng Qi not being able to figure out the distribution of forces in the south of the Yangtze River, the identity of the person behind the scenes would have been exposed long ago.

In Ayan Puka's case, it means "defrauding the dragon veins of Feihe Mountain" and "strengthening one's own power in an attempt to restore the country". If he is full of cunning and cunning schemes, he will fail in the end.

"Go, copy this guy's lair."

As soon as Meng Qi pointed to the depression in the southwest of Feihe Mountain, he almost had a lupine in his hand.

He talked and laughed with the posture of a million soldiers being wiped out, and said boldly: "Today, the drug is wiped out, and the good place valued by Xiliang people will become their burial place."

***

The darker the sky, the darker the face of the person sitting upright.

"Zamp?"

Several Xiliang people panicked and called out cautiously.

Xiliang has not yet returned to the country, and Ayan Puka's subordinates are also very confused about his title.

The ancestor was born as a slave, and he is often respected as the master.

Self-proclaimed wise men and geniuses like shopkeeper Sun and Li Zhubo, follow the rules of the Han people and call them masters.

The rest of the nobles from the eight tribes of the party who were indulging in the prosperity and prosperity of Xiliang in the past were called Zanpu conservatively.

This is the name that came with the eminent monks of Mojati Temple. Among the distant mountains, the leader there is called Zanpu, which means gods.

As a descendant of the Xiliang royal family, a disciple of Dharma King Midi, and an inheritor of the highest martial art in Mojati Temple, he naturally deserves this title.

"The Yin Family's Peach Blossom Winery, has there been any movement recently?"

"This...no."

"What about the collapsed mountain temple under the east cliff?"

Ayan Puka's expression gradually turned ferocious, and he asked him one by one where he thought Meng Qi might appear.

In the end, I only got the news that there were no suspicious outsiders.

"Zan Pu, we use pigeons to send messages, maybe there is a mistake, and the subordinates will go there in person?"

A Xiliang man guessed Ayan Puka's mind and asked tentatively.

Ayan Puka glanced at everyone coldly, except for a few young and vigorous people, the others subconsciously avoided his gaze.

One of the old men, who was dying, coughed tremblingly: "Zanpu, the age of Meng Guoshi should be about the same as mine, why bother to provoke him."

Wait a few more years, won't Meng Qi die?

People from Xiliang have a heart-to-heart relationship with Meng Qi, but they are not as big as Marquis Jingyuan and Yin Qingheng. If Ayan Puka met these two today, these people from Xiliang would definitely run away without saying a word.

"Humans don't harm tigers, but tigers harm people's hearts." Ayan Puka said word by word, "You are old, but Meng Qi doesn't. It's like when Chu was in its prime."

"It's impossible." The old man was taken aback, opening his mouth wide to reveal the bare gums where all the teeth had fallen out.

A few of the old man's younger generations said that this was the case in the rumors in the world, and that the undercover person at Ganquantang in Fengxing Pavilion in Run County seemed to have seen it with his own eyes, and he was young.

"This...isn't it a demon?"

The demons that people in Xiliang believe in are the demons mentioned in the Buddhism of Mojati Temple. They are born bad people who practice and destroy people's life and fortune. Whoever gets involved will be unlucky.

The old man rolled his eyelids, coughed and waved his arms and said, "No, no, we have to go."

Ayan Puka didn't stop him, he was thinking about what went wrong.

Suddenly, a beating color of red and scorching eyes appeared outside the window.

"There's water! Zanpu, there's water in the flower field!"

The author has something to say: Zanpu is actually the name of Tubo, and it is empty...just use otz