Aggrieved Fish Sprite

"Whoa."

The slight sound of water echoed in his ears, and the ink carp subconsciously sank to the bottom of the water.

The bottom is quieter and safer.

As a result, a hand grabbed him, and the ink carp sank for a long time without sinking, and the feeling was very dull, thinking that he was entangled by something.

Aquatic?

There is no such thing at home!

Could it be that the tail was stuffed into the crevice of the stone?

The ink carp has really done this, because the pool freezes in winter, often falling asleep and falling asleep, the body floats up and knocks the ice surface with its head, and wakes up as soon as it is knocked. The cracks in the stone "fix" themselves.

but--

Is it winter now?

Mo Li felt something was wrong, he tried hard to open his eyes, but it was pitch black.

There were no waves to shake, and he seemed to be floating on the water.

This field of vision is obviously humanoid.

If the fish "lay" looking at the sky, things are not going well.

Mo Li couldn't remember why he was in the water for a while, his limbs and bones seemed to have been dismantled, the pain was extremely painful, and he couldn't listen to anything.

Even the hardest and most difficult days when the "boy" was learning martial arts, he was never so tired. Later, the higher the martial arts, the more unlikely this situation will happen.

In a daze, Mo Li couldn't help but wonder, was it because the plague was prevalent that he treated people for five days and nights in a row, or was it because the mountain torrents broke out that he was swept away by water for three hundred miles?It seemed that the latter was more likely, since he was in the water when he woke up.

The ink carp struggled for a while, ready to change back to its original shape, after all, it is easier for fish to swim in the water.

It didn't turn out.

what happened?Mo Li looked down and found that someone had grabbed his ankle.

This is not what surprised him the most, but the clothes.

"..."

After about a quarter of an hour, Mo Li finally remembered the whole story.

Encountered a storm that was rarely seen in ten years, was swept away by the wind, and had a complete fusion of spiritual energy by accident.

What kind of storm is that? Clouds like a city wall in mid-air, with sunlight in the center, and being trapped in it feels like falling into a well.But how can there be a well floating in mid-air?Not to mention that the "well circle" is large enough to accommodate the huge figure of the golden dragon, which means that the entire city of Taijing can fit in it.

The more Mo Carp recalled, the more incredible he felt.

I even suspect that I am dreaming.

It is impossible to dream, because he has been tossed by the strong wind, and he still can't get up.

Mo Li looked sideways and saw a person lying on the sand on the shore.

Undoubtedly it was Meng Qi, obviously they fell into the water, Meng Qi still kept awake, and desperately brought the two of them to the shore.Otherwise, the ink carp would not be sitting in the water at this moment. The lake is quite large, and it is so vast that it cannot be seen from a distance.

Meng Qi's grip on him was a little tight, Mo Li staggered as soon as he stood up while stepping on the water, and almost fell face down into the sand on the bank.

This feeling of being exhausted and looking like a disabled person is simply fatal.

The muscles from the forearm to the fingers were twitching slightly.

Reminiscent of the countless thunderbolts in the cloud wall, it is not surprising that such a situation will appear... What a ghost!Mo Li's face was expressionless, even a little annoyed. He had thought of countless times when he and Meng Qi were together, but never expected that it would be a bizarre storm to complete this matter.

At this moment, the ink carp was covered with water, while Meng Qi was covered with sand.

This subtly conformed to their own forms, and Mo Li lost his temper just looking at it.

Destiny is nothing more than luck. Others will come naturally, and they will succeed even if they catch up with the wind.

In fact, Mo Li has no opinion on whether it should be earlier or later, but Mr. Qin taught by precepts and deeds. People cannot be established without faith, and impoliteness cannot be achieved. Mo Li always feels that he wants to go back to Qimao Mountain with Meng Qi to meet Mr. Qin. There is no need for a dowry gift, but for things like heaven and earth, you still have to pay homage.

Dragon veins have no parents, they grow almost naturally.

The ink carp worships the heaven and the earth for nothing else, but hopes that there will be more spiritual little guys in Qimao Mountain.

The original white fox and white ginseng boa constrictor sounded like there were three of them, but the white ginseng could not speak and could not move, and the python was lazy after eating, but in fact there was only one fox.Mo Li hopes that the white fox can find an equally beautiful fox and give birth to a litter of good-looking and smart cubs. After ten or twenty years, won't there be a family of little witty ghosts in Qimao Mountain?

Foxes are a bit smarter than other wild animals in the mountains, so there is still hope.

Qimao Mountain's spiritual energy is not enough, dragging a Taijing dragon vein by his side, and then worshiping the heaven and the earth, maybe it will be done? !

Mo Li silently thought about his future life, mainly because he couldn't pass these few steps smoothly, his meridians and dantian were empty, and it took a quarter of an hour to accumulate a little spiritual energy, and he slowly got up.

The water was a little cloudy, and the aura brought by the heavy rain quickly dissipated.

Mo Li took a breath, woke up and prepared to carry Meng Qi on his back to find a place that could shelter from the wind.

After all, the two were penniless and had no clothes, so it was inconvenient to go anywhere.

As soon as Mo Li broke Meng Qi's hand away, the latter seemed to sense something, and immediately opened his eyes.

"Are you awake?" Meng Qi asked instinctively.

Then consciousness returned, and the two fell silent at the same time.

The cool wind blew leisurely, the water rippled, and the dark clouds parted to reveal the dim moonlight.

In the end, it was the thick-skinned Meng Guoshi who broke the embarrassment. He coughed lightly, dusted off the sand and said, "Do you feel uncomfortable, doctor?"

As soon as these words came out, Mo Li laughed, while Meng Qi showed a rare look of embarrassment.

If there is something wrong with Mo Li, can he see a doctor or prescribe medicine?

"I'm fine, thank you for saving me." Mo Li figured it out before Meng Qi woke up, so he looked calm.

On the contrary, Meng Qi was very uncomfortable. It is true that the golden dragon saved the black dragon, otherwise it is possible to be swept away by the wind for a day and a night. It is difficult to get rid of until the storm dissipates naturally. Although this will not kill the dragon, it will also need vitality Serious injury, but the problem lies in the way of "saving".

Is Meng Guoshi a person who cares about face?yes!

Is this embarrassing?no!So where is the problem?

The erroneous wind came naturally, and the dragon also knows the taste. Seeing the ink carp now, his mind immediately stopped. Not only could Meng Qi not control his eyes, but he could not control himself His heartbeat was beating, and there was a genius doctor standing opposite him.

Good luck tricks people, ah bah, the storm is tossing people, and there is no clothes right now!

——What face is there?The lining is gone!

"There's no one around, it's a wild place." Meng Qi looked around, rubbing the mud and sand along the way.

Tsk, the lakeside sand here is really bad.

How could Mo Li fail to see what he was thinking, so he suppressed a smile and said, "Brother Meng chose a good place, so as to save you and me the inconvenience at this moment."

"Why does Ah Li still call me Brother Meng?"

"Otherwise... Qi Xing?"

Meng Qi felt that the pronoun was not close enough, so he paused for a moment, and Mo Li would change his mouth and say, "Ah Chu?"

Meng Qi's face froze, and he couldn't object yet, because the word in his name couldn't be used, and Chu even confronted Ah Li's name.

"Forget it, whatever we called it before, let's do it now." Meng Qi gave up struggling.

After speaking, take the first step and walk in front, so that you can control your eyes.

Mo Li also quietly breathed a sigh of relief, no matter how clear his thoughts were, he was still not used to walking outside like this.

"That's right." Meng Qi turned around suddenly.

The ink carp was frightened and almost jumped up.

Meng Qi: "..."

I understand, the doctor is also pretending to be calm and calm, but he is pretending to be better than himself.

"I'm going to find my way. I still have clothes, water, and luggage. Why don't Ah Li wait for me in the lake?"

Is this to turn yourself into a fish?Mo Li thought about it and thought it was a good idea, he didn't need to go together to find clothes, and his luck has always been bad, if he met some martial arts masters at this time, it would be too bad to see their distressed appearance in the dark.

What, I met a swordsman before when all my wishes came true?That can't be counted, the swordsman is a guy who is more unlucky than himself, and all his luck is used to meet noble people at the critical moment of life and death.

Mo Li thought that if he hadn't studied medicine and martial arts, both of them would be pretty good, and he was afraid that he would have to go back home not far from Zhushan County.

Bad luck is not terrible, but the terrible thing is that there will always be situations that cannot be explained clearly.

Mo Li suspected that the storm this time might have its own reasons.

Forget it, let's not go with Meng Qi.

"Go and see if there are any sick people nearby." Mo Li gave an extra warning.

He almost knew what Meng Qi was looking for, probably the wild shops, ghost markets and so on that people from the Jianghu often go to.

Ghost markets are hard to come across, and there is nothing wrong with wild shops, but we need to make up some money afterwards.

Meng Qi waved his hand easily: "You don't need to worry about it, doctor. Besides treating diseases, I can also find a job that makes money."

The storm that passed just now was so big that some caravan travelers were bound to be trapped. Although the rain had stopped, it was difficult to continue on the road. The ground was covered with mud, and it was difficult to get the wheels out if they got stuck.This delay prevented him from rushing to the city, and he couldn’t find a place to stay. Being trapped in the wild these days is not a good thing, there are wild animals at night, and you may encounter bandits, and even your life will be lost.

Raising their hands to save people, the merchants are so grateful that they can't wait to spend money to hire knights to escort them into the city.

Of course, the money is not much, but it is enough for emergency.

Meng Qi walked away confidently, Mo Li looked around and returned to the water.

During the summer flood season, coupled with heavy rain, the lake overflowed the original tidal flat and submerged part of the mugwort.

The black carp turned back into a black fish only when it was waist-deep in water. The road in front of it was covered with dense grass, leaves and rhizomes, and it was troublesome to swim, but the good thing was that it would not be afraid of sinking if it floated there after a coma.

Swarms of mosquitoes were startled, and there were tiny fish and shrimps running away at their feet.

These ink carps didn't care. When he was unconscious, insects might not be able to bite and penetrate the skin. Now that he has recovered some internal strength, it is even more impossible.

"Snapped."

The black fish jumped into the water.

The water in the lake is a little turbid, and it swims unhurriedly.

Not long after swimming, the ink carp sighed inwardly.

It is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. Obviously this lake is huge, and there may even be two or three small spirit caves, which make this lake quite alive. Unfortunately, it is too far behind Feihe Mountain, let alone experienced a storm. The spiritual energy was washed from the inside to the outside, and the more he traveled, the more hesitant he became, and he almost wanted to go ashore.

Suddenly the tail of the fish flicked, and the black fish watched the turbid lake with a little silt vigilantly.

Delusion?

Mo Li murmured in his heart, he always felt that there seemed to be something in the lake.

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