Aggrieved Fish Sprite

It is easy to weigh clearly through the cloth.

The soft and hard objects in the baggage should be things like paper books.

The ink carp bringing these things out is obviously a very important clue.

Meng Qi pondered for a while, then simply tied another knot on the burden, and put it on his back.

No matter what he looks like, anyway, except Ayan Puka is a doctor here, and no one else sees it.

"..."

Meng Qi's eyes suddenly fell, and met the tit in the calamus bush.

The chickadee drooped one wing, its eyes were shining brightly, and its head moved to the left and then to the right quickly following the movement of the ink carp.Seeing it happily, he shook his head and kicked the water with his legs straight, making excited chirping sounds.

Although he couldn't understand the language of birds, Feiheshan Longmai's attitude was too obvious.

Meng Qi casually picked a piece of water lily leaf that was floating on the water, and compared it, the oval shape was just slightly larger than the head of a chickadee.

Let's say that the tit was enjoying watching the ink carp, when suddenly a wet leaf fell from the sky, covering its forehead and forehead tightly, and its eyes were even darker.It flapped its wings angrily, trying to get the annoying leaves away.

Then it froze.

Because a finger was holding the tit's head lightly through the blade.

"... very powerful?"

"Ha!"

The chickadee responded loudly, mighty and unyielding.

Meng Qi sneered, and dragged out his tone meaningfully: "It's useless to think you're powerful, you don't have a human figure, so you can't learn martial arts."

After speaking, he retracted his fingers.

The chickadee sat there in a daze, not even noticing that the watery plant leaves had fallen.

Without a human form... Not only is it impossible to learn martial arts, but it also means that you can't beat the hateful Taijing Dragon Vein in front of you!

"Chirp, chirp, chirp!" The tit jumped up suddenly, making an angry and rapid cry.

Meng Qi walked forward slowly with his hands behind his back and a big burden on his back.

The dragon veins of Feihe Mountain turned upside down, wishing to slap Meng Qi's face with mud.

The chickadee struggled out of the calamus bush, unable to fly because its wings were injured, it jumped nimbly and slightly on the water covered with reed bamboo, water lily, and water hyacinth.A few times, the fallen leaves could not support its plump body, so it slid directly into the water, but the plants all have a vigorous and developed root system, and the tit walked on the shore, and it can jump up after a swim. Therefore, he barely completed the light work display of "floating on water".

Meng Qi was different, he used the real lightness kung fu, and he got farther and farther away from the shore.

In the distance, the figures of Ayanpuka and Moli were blurred, and the trees seemed to be washed by waves one after another, swaying from side to side.

The moonlight comes and goes, wandering here and there like ghosts. The creatures hiding in the forest and underwater are used to the darkness and darkness. Once they are illuminated, they immediately throw their legs and flick their tails to the dark place desperately, as if they were burned by fire. .

The chickadee snorted, the moonlight is so comfortable, what are you running for?

Just as it was thinking, it tilted its head and met its eyes with a piece of "rotten wood" floating in the water next to it.

Of course rotten wood doesn't have eyes. It's a cat with scales and a mouth full of sharp teeth.

The moonlight just happened to move over and shine on them at this time.

"Snapped!"

With the sound of huge splashes, the chickadee frantically flapped its half-damaged wings and stepped on the water to escape, and the bird pulled its limbs and fluttered to the bottom of the water to prevent the moonlight from shining on itself.

If they could talk, they would have shouted for help at this moment.

Feiheshan Longmai finally understood the benefits of being big. If it was also a goshawk, it would be fine to hover at high altitude when leading the way, and the higher it was, the farther it could see, so there was no need to work so hard at all. That Xiliang man wanted to hurt it Wings aren't that easy either.

No, it shouldn't be out at all!

Suddenly, a gust of wind came head-on, the tit staggered, and was blown into the air abruptly.

The wind stopped suddenly, and the chickadee finally opened its eyes. It flapped its wings instinctively, but it only felt pain, and it fell like a stone.

The dazzling moonlight caught the tit's eyes, and it was turned over three times involuntarily, and suddenly found that it was not the moonlight but the knife in the hand of the ink carp, and it was not the wind that attacked it before, but the unyielding Ah Yan Puka.

Compared with the hegemony of Xiliang's restoration of the country, Ayan Puka obviously wants to seize the dragon veins of Feihe Mountain.

With this tit, troubles will be solved.

Not to mention the long-term planning, it can also threaten the dragon veins of Taijing and solve the current difficulties.

However, the ink carp had already guarded against him.

Seeing that the situation was critical, Mo Li picked up the tit and threw it back, exactly the same as when throwing the bag just now.

Meng Qi, who cooperates tacitly and is faster than his brain: "..."

After receiving it, one person and one tit looked at each other, and turned their heads in disgust in unison.

"It's covered in mud, it's terribly dirty." Meng Qi casually put the tit on the burden behind him, and wiped his hands on the fur wrap.

The chickadee was so angry that it wanted to jump, but as soon as it exerted force, the whole chick sank into the fur skin, leaving only a tuft of black hairs on the top of its head stubbornly exposed.

Meng Qi didn't even look at it.

It's okay, the dragon vein can't suffocate even if it's out of breath.

It was Ayan Puka who was troubled, he was injured twice in a row, he fought Meng Qi first, which consumed a lot of strength, and now he has no energy to continue fighting with Mo Li.Seeing that the dragon vein of Feihe Mountain was here, he tried to approach it several times but failed, so he could only think of a way to escape.

Seeing an opportunity, Ayan Puka stepped back a few feet, looked at the sky and said: "Did you see anything belonging to the old man in the house?"

The burden is so eye-catching, how could Ayan Puka not notice it.

What is there in the house, can the owner still not know?

There are many things that Taijing Dragon Vein will take away, but there is only one thing that will never be taken away.

Ayan Puka squinted his eyes and said, "It took me a lot of hard work to collect the masterpieces of the painter Yang Daozhi."

When Mo Li heard this, he couldn't help but relax his hands.

It is very strange that there is an agency behind the picture of the tiger.

Over there, Meng Qi frowned when he heard the name of the painting saint.

Ayan Puka saw the look of doubt in Mo Li's eyes, he was determined, and said with a long laugh: "The most legendary painting in the works of saints of painting is this picture of a tiger descending a mountain. There was once a gentleman on the beam who stole it. A tiger was found sleeping soundly by the window, bathed in the moonlight. Frightened, he climbed over the wall and broke his leg. The next day, the government came to see that there was no trace of any beast in the house, only a picture of a tiger hanging on the wall, and then the servant of the Yang family I have also seen the tiger several times, haunting the grass in the backyard and under the porch..."

Of course, the tiger in the painting cannot come out for a stroll in the middle of the night.

In connection with the location where this painting was made, this tiger, which is exactly the same as the one in the painting, can run to the bustling city of Taijing and stroll around Yang's house for two times without a sound. Dragon veins.

Finally bypassing this bend, the ink carp who understood Ayan Puka's meaning: "..."

It turns out that you thought the original shape of Taijing Dragon Vein was a tiger.

It's really too important to "emphasize" the Taijing Dragon Vein, it's not that important.

Maybe it was the original shape of the dragon veins in Anahedo Mountain that misled Ayan Puka?

Goshawks and fierce tigers are the dragon veins that normal people expect, and the Feiheshan sparrow is an exception?

No, Goshawk is the exception!

The ink carp hesitated to speak.

He couldn't hide his expression well, and Ayan Puka immediately realized that there was something wrong in his words.

——If you guess wrong, why do you react immediately when you mention Yang Daozhi?

Ayan Puka stared at Mo Li for no reason, but the situation was critical and he was not allowed to delay any longer.

"This painting was not easy to come by, so I installed a mechanism behind the scroll to prevent it from being lost. Your honorable master came out with so many things, so he must have missed the painting... Sure enough, a mere mechanism will not trouble you."

Hearing this, Meng Qi quickly took a look at Mo Li, and was relieved when he saw that there was nothing unusual about Mo Li.

Ayan Puka felt very sorry, the old Jianghu acted cautiously and would not touch the scroll directly.But this painting appeared suddenly, how could the inexperienced Taijing Dragon Vein not be fooled?In Ayan Puka's imagination, when Meng Qi, Mo Li, broke into the study to search for things, Meng Qi didn't notice for a while, and was mistakenly triggered by Mo Li.

Those cow hairy needles are numerous and dense, and they are highly poisonous, and even the best experts will be in a hurry when they are caught off guard.

If there are two other people in the room, there is even less room to dodge.

It's good now, Meng Qi stared at him from the beginning to the end, only Mo Li went to the study and escaped the trap!Ayan Puka couldn't help but contort his expression after thinking about it.

Mo Li looked at the knife, didn't want to say anything, and then started.

"Unfortunately, the painting on the wall of the study room is a fake, and I have sent the real painting to King Ning."

"..."

Mo Li's movements slowed down again, he really doesn't care about painting, only Fat Mouse cares about painting!

What he cared about was King Ning.

In other words, the letters that Ayan Puka left in the study alluded to the clues that King Ning had a problem. Is it true or true?

Meng Qi hadn't read the letter, so he didn't know what happened to Mo Li, but only guessed that Ayan Puka was going to play tricks.

"Kill first and then talk." Meng Qi calmly carried the burden on his back.

One force down ten meetings, let him plot and scheming, and the killing is over.

Ayan Puka knew that Meng Qi would make trouble, so he had prepared to add: "Aren't you willing to be used by Fengxing Pavilion?"

Dodging the Wufeng knife dangerously, Ayan Puka narrowed his eyes and continued: "Isn't it strange for the national teacher, who assassinated King Jing to disrupt the situation in Jingzhou and make the war imminent? He also wants to provoke the Qi Dynasty. The relationship between King Jing and the Qi Dynasty consumed each other, I have sent my subordinates to investigate, but I have already guessed who is the person who can do such a thing. I have confronted him several times in the past ten years, but there is no result."

You just want to say that King Ning has a master, but what does this have to do with Fengxing Pavilion?As soon as Meng Qi thought of this, he heard Ayan Puka say again: "The man's name was Qiu Mo, and he had a daughter who died of illness before reaching Ji. Although Qiu's servants are tight-lipped, there are still people who have seen that Qiu Mo. It belongs to the young lady. Doctor Mo must have found the portrait that was sent along with the letter in my study."

There are not only portraits of Mrs. Qiu, but also portraits of Qiu Mo's family.

After all, he is an official, unlike Ayan Puka who can cover his face if he wants to, hiding in the dark forever and no one knows what he looks like.

Qiu Mo is really not a unparalleled scribe with elegant appearance. He has a very ordinary appearance, and his wife also has an ordinary appearance, which makes their children also have the kind of appearance that is difficult to find when they are thrown in the crowd.Ayan Puka obviously put a lot of effort into it. The person who made the portrait captured the charm very well. Although the young lady Qiu in the painting is still wearing women's clothing, it is [-]% Qiu Jing's demeanor.

Her eyes were sharp, the corners of her mouth were drawn down, and she was very imposing.

At the age of seven, Qiu Jing was a girl who didn't want to spend her whole life in the backyard.

"A courtier under King Ning asked a daughter to learn martial arts and control the Jianghu organization that sells all kinds of information. Is the Fengxing Pavilion the daughter's property, or is it planned by the father behind the scenes?

"Fengxing Pavilion is familiar with the commercial roads, lanes and rivers in the north and south of the river, and there are many invisible 'roads' between people. Once there is a war, how much advantage will King Ning have?

"For example, this time, if there is no Fengxing Pavilion, the changes in the situation in Jingzhou can be completely calculated by Qiu Mo?"

Ayan Puka asked three consecutive questions, making Mo Li's brows more and more wrinkled.

Mo Li didn't doubt Qiu Jing, even if she was really Miss Qiu, it couldn't prove that all she did was paving the way for her father.

There is always a habit in the world. Everything a son does outside must be ordered by his father. The money he earns will be shared by the head of the family, and the power he will cultivate will also serve his father, because the son will always stand on his father's side On the other side, Qiu Jing, who disguised herself as a man and walked the rivers and lakes, was almost like a son.

Mo Li felt that Qiu Jing didn't seem like he would listen to people, even her biological father.

Even if Fengxing Pavilion has been serving King Ning as said in those letters, it is not because of Qiu Jing's father.

This is the doctor's eyesight.

It's just that the letter leaked too many secrets, and it also mentioned that Piaoping Pavilion temporarily does not use the pill of Afulong. The secret recipe for childbirth requested by the concubine was mixed with spices as incense, which directly destroyed King Ning's body.

The letter in the study was a reply, mentioning that the "spice" had successfully entered King Ning's backyard.

If Qiu Mo could get all the news about Fengxing Pavilion, and Fengxing Pavilion knew that the Xiliang people used the holy medicine of southern Xinjiang, Furong, when Qiu Mo discovered the abnormality in King Ning's backyard, he would immediately think of Furong.

Judging from the previous strategy of confrontation between the naval forces on both sides of Jingzhou, Qiu Mo is undoubtedly a man of ingenuity. If the drug falls into his hands, it will be a blessing or a curse.

It would be better if Ayan Puka was only taken with pills and powder, in case there are also seeds and the white pulp taken from this fruit...

Mo Li felt that the matter was tricky, so he searched the study and ran out to find Meng Qi, but before he had a chance to discuss with Meng Guoshi, he met Ayan Puka who was desperately trying to kill Feiheshan Longmai.

"This is your plan to delay the attack?"

Meng Qi knew that Mo Li could not make up his mind, so he took the initiative to take a step forward, clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Did you reveal the details of Fengxing Pavilion, maybe you still begged me to let you live."

Ayan Puka took a deep breath and signaled Mo Li to stop.

Mo Li did have a lot to ask, so he subconsciously looked at Meng Qi.

Meng Qi nodded.

Mo Li retracted the bladeless blade, and stood not far from Ayan Puka, watching his every move

"It's easy to say, we are not people from the rivers and lakes, and we don't act according to our will. Just like the Spring and Autumn Kingdoms, they are vertical at one time and horizontal at another, but they change according to their interests." Ayan Puka said with a sullen face, "I It is true that Xiliang wants to restore the country, but he has achieved nothing for decades, and now his foundation has been destroyed by you. On the other hand, Qiu Mo, who is backed by King Chu Ning, relies on the power of Fengxing Pavilion, and is ambitious. It's a serious problem."

Without waiting for Meng and Qi to react, Ayan Puka said again: "After this battle, people's hearts in Xiliang have been scattered, and I will not be able to restore the country if I want to. Besides, the restoration of the country is just a cover for me. I hide in this area In the swamp of the river bend, they are coming towards the dragon vein of Feihe Mountain. The national teacher and Doctor Mo have heard the name of Mount Anahedo from the dragon vein of Feihe Mountain, and they will not lie to you until now. The Yaozi who offered sacrifices to the mountain god had the gift of life from the dragon veins of Anahedo Mountain, so he had the opportunity to worship the previous Dharma King of Midi in the Mojati Temple... The grace of life cannot be forgotten. I have traveled thousands of mountains and rivers and found nothing. When I came to Feihe Mountain, all I did was to save that dragon vein. Perhaps to Feihe Mountain dragon vein, Anahedo was a despicable and deceitful villain, but to me, he was a father who recreated with kindness. "

The ink carp was expressionless, and Meng Qi held back the tit that was so angry that it was about to rush out and scream.

Ayan Puka sighed, and said: "It is because of this past that I saved Su Li and taught him martial arts. The child is innocent, and if Su Li has sinful karma, it is because of me. Now there is no hope of restoring the country. I hope Taijing Longmai can figure out a way to save my father, he will die soon..."

Meng Qi suddenly laughed.

Titmouse could hear the irony in the laughter, and immediately settled down and didn't move.

"It's very well said, the strategy is far-reaching, and even the situation of the swordsman can be used." Meng Qi watched Ayan Puka's expression change suddenly, and said slowly, "It's a pity, you made a big mistake. Don't talk about me, let's see if the doctor has been tricked by you?"

Ayan Puka looked at Mo Li subconsciously, and found that the latter was still expressionless.

He secretly cheered up, and said unwillingly: "What does the national teacher mean by this? I am willing to hand over the power under my hand, and I am willing to be driven to deal with King Ning, and even the Holy Lotus Altar and the Tianshou King in the southwest. I only hope that Doctor Mo will see it." In view of the fact that the world's dragon veins are getting weaker and weaker, letting Anahedo Mountain have a sliver of life, even if it is a long sleep, is the last kindness I can repay, does the national teacher not believe it?"

"Well, I believe it." Meng Qi nodded slowly. When Ayan Puka mentioned the goshawk dragon's veins, not only his tone was sincere, but also his eyes were full of strong emotions. It's impossible to pretend to be so real and hide it from Meng Qi's eyes.

However, without waiting for Ayan Puka to be happy, Meng Qi said in a drawn-out tone: "30 years ago, you were grateful for this kindness, and you might wish to repay it with your own body, but now you don't think so. Gratitude is gratitude, and I am grateful." is the most important."

"Master Meng?!"

Ayan Puka raised his brows angrily.

Meng Qi raised his eyebrows and said: "Why, isn't it? Although I haven't seen the dragon vein of Anahedo Mountain, but according to the past mentioned by Feihe Mountain, that dragon vein is not a dragon vein that saves people without asking for anything in return. Maybe he I thought I was innocent and saved your life, but he is about to die and cannot leave that mountain, and you are being sacrificed to the mountain god, so of course he will use his kindness to win you over for him to drive."

"Enough!" Ayan Puka shouted angrily.

Meng Qi suppressed his smile, and said coldly: "This is actually what you thought in your heart, and you did the same thing, isn't that the case with the swordsman Su Li?"

Ayan Puka felt that the situation was slipping in a direction beyond his control, and his heart skipped a beat, and he looked at Mo Li.

Mo Li met his gaze, and suddenly said, "Where do you want to reveal your heart? It's not the swordsman Su Li, nor the words just now, but what you said at the beginning, 'Dragon veins are dying out day by day, and the world will be united for a long time." , this is the general trend'."

Ayan Puka's face gradually changed, and Mo Li looked at him indifferently.

The world is divided for a long time and must be united, which means that there is no major problem in today's troubled times. The problem is the previous sentence.

"I don't understand what Doctor Mo means?" Ayan Puka gritted his teeth.

Meng Qi replied on behalf of Moli: "Your intention is to strike first, like an ancient lobbyist, to scare Taijing's dragon veins first, and then say that your dragon veins will disappear sooner or later. In the deepest point, it is a series of tricks. When you find the Feiheshan dragon veins , we will definitely not agree with you to exchange one for the other. How to keep the Taijing Dragon Vessel from staying out of the matter? You won’t worry about Dragon Mai encountering the same trouble—you want to trick all the living Dragon Mai to Mount Anakhdo.”

"Taijing's dragon veins are full of aura, and Anahedo Mountain is far from being an opponent. What do you have to be afraid of? Don't you dare to go up the mountain?"

"No, if you want to save Anaheduo Mountain, then you should speak up. If we don't come to Feihe Mountain, we won't know about Anaheduo Mountain's misdeeds of abducting Feihe Mountain's dragon veins. Wouldn't that be more beneficial? "

Ayan Puka was at a loss for words, and it took a while before he said: "At that time, you were hostile to me, and Fengxing Pavilion was there to fan the flames..."

Meng Qi waved his hand and said angrily: "Don't mention Fengxing Pavilion, it has nothing to do with them."

Mo Li didn't want to speak too clearly, Meng Qi would not be so polite.

"You don't really want to save Anaheduo Mountain. As you said, you just need to give him a chance. Your real goal is still me and the doctor. What are you looking for, the other abilities of the dragon vein? Longevity The art of immortality?"

"... Immortality does not exist at all, but it is short-lived. The ability to live a little longer than ordinary people is like martial arts. Martial arts is like you and me, and in the mouths of ordinary people, it is also the art of gods."

Ayan Puka tried to quibble, Meng Qi interrupted him, and said in a bad tone: "That's right, because it's enough for you. You are Zanpu, and Xiliang people respect you as the descendant of the gods. Dozens Years have painstakingly cultivated these forces, but there is still too little time, too much time. If you want to be enshrined in the altar, it is best to be 80 years old and still look like a young man. You think I can learn it, why can’t you ? When you have learned it, let some people who are valued by you and respect you as gods learn it... Why worry about dissatisfaction? He said that we will deal with the holy lotus altar together. .”

Ayan Puka's eyes flickered, but he remained silent.

Seeing his demeanor, Meng Qi immediately stepped forward to grab the ink carp: "No, let's go!"

Mo Li didn't even think about it, and backed away.

A lot of white mist rose from the acupuncture points around Ayan Puka's body, his limbs swelled up strangely, and the spiritual energy rushed towards him crazily.What is more tricky than ordinary Jianghu magic skills is that Ayan Puka can drive aura.

Meng Qi seemed to be rushing back with the ink carp, but pointed in a direction behind his back.

Only the tit that squeezed its head out of the burden saw it.

Ayan Puka rushed forward like a mad tiger, as if she wanted to drag Meng Qi to die together.

Meng Qi swung his sword to block.

The turbulent inner energy caused the branches and leaves to fly, and the river water surged layer by layer, even exposing the wet mud at the bottom.

The fish, shrimp and aquatic plants that had no time to escape were instantly reduced to dust.

The tit was in the center of the storm, so scared that it shrank its head in, shivering and hoping that Meng Qi would have the ability to resist.

However, just after it retracted for a while, it felt that the surrounding movement that seemed to be cracking the world disappeared, and the tit poked its head out cautiously.

——It can only see Meng Qi's back.

Holding the sword, Meng Qi tapped his toe several times on the slowly calming water surface, and came to a bank.

This is a river bend, the plants are extremely lush, and now the leaves of these reed bamboo calamus are soaked in blood.

Ayam Puka was lying on the shore, he struggled several times to stand up, but failed.

"You... how..."

When he opened his mouth, blood flowed out.

The ink carp that was originally standing in front of him slowly retreated, and the bladeless blade rolled down into a string of blood beads.

The wound was on Ayan Puka's chest and abdomen, with vertical and horizontal arcs.

The tit tilted its head to look at the terrain, and found that this was the direction Meng Qi asked the ink carp to come over.

"How did you guess that you were going to escape this way? You wanted to escape with injuries. I already knew the terrain and was proficient in Qimen Dunjia. If I had such an enemy, I also felt that underwater was the only way out. The side is the road to the deepest area of ​​the reeds."

When Meng Qi said a word, Ayan Puka vomited blood.

Although Ayan Puka didn't understand why Meng Qi knew where the water was deep and the water was shallow, logically this shouldn't be something that little tit would remember, but Meng Qi would not tell the truth.

The water depth of the swamp is limited, and larger fish will care about whether they can swim when they pass by.

"...Or how did you guess that you were going to escape? A person like you is not willing to burn everything. As long as you can survive, you can try your best to injure your internal organs, or you can try your best to destroy your meridians. Because you are brave and resourceful, With foresight, foresight and countless backup players, no matter how embarrassing you are, you can make a comeback."

Meng Qi walked to Mo Li and stopped, and said flatly, "You are Xiongxiong, I know Xiongxiong too well."

I would rather let the world down, than teach the world to blame me.

Ayan Puka's eyes were full of hostility, but his dantian was injured, and it was difficult to gather his strength.

"Death must be understood, and it should be considered as a parting gift."

After Meng Qi finished speaking, he cut off Ayan Puka's head with a sword.

The sword moves extremely fast, and the person who is about to die will not feel a headache, but can only feel "self" flying out, can still see the remnants of shaking in his eyes, hear the sound, and can think briefly in his mind.

"I am the Taijing Dragon Vein."

Ayan Puka stared straight at the words, he had a lot to say, but couldn't make a sound.

With a dull splash, the head fell into the river.

After a long time, Mo Li said in a deep voice: "Let's go, there are still some people from Xiliang trapped in the swamp who have not escaped."

"Doctor today..."

Meng Qi stopped suddenly, he felt that Mo Li had been in a bad mood since he came back.

Mo Li knew the unfinished meaning, he looked up at the sky.

Some trees broke off in the fight, exposing a small gap, and the moonlight shone directly on the river and on the two of them.

"On the way back from looking for Afulan seeds, I heard the sound of smashing the wall. I found a small Tingzhou, and saw some crazy women locked in a straw hut, and two skinny men in shackles. The man is said to be a commoner who originally lived here in Luweidang."

The Xiliang people occupied this place, and they were reduced to slaves, and their life would be worse than death.

"They have whiplash all over their bodies, they can't see anything at night, their vitality is exhausted, and their internal organs are extremely weak. Even if they are rescued and raised properly, they will not live for a few years."