Aggrieved Fish Sprite

Mo Li was carefully exploring where that strange feeling came from, when he suddenly heard a voice calling him from the shore.

The shore of the lake is very large, but it is impossible for ordinary people to call the ink carp's name to the empty lake.

The black fish swam back immediately.

It was indeed Meng Qi standing on the bank. He was covered with a messy piece of cloth and seemed to be holding one in his hand.

The ink carp changed back into a human form in the waist-deep water, and asked in amazement, "Why did you come back so soon?"

"The wind blows here." Meng Qi smiled, "Maybe the goods of a certain caravan were blown away by the wind."

The cloth was faded by the rain, and it seemed that the whole cloth was torn after being swept away by the wind.

"There are some clothes on the tree, but they are all broken."

Half of a sleeve, a piece of rags, etc. These are still relatively large pieces, and the small ones have disappeared.

"Put it on first, then go ashore and look for it carefully."

The ink carp originally wanted to mention something in the lake, but it couldn't find anything, so it didn't open its mouth.

While wrapping cloth around Mo Li's body, Meng Qi jokingly said, "It is said that people from Tianzhu wear clothes like this."

"Only women." Mo Li glanced at him and stretched out his hand to grab the cloth.

Meng Qi took the opportunity to turn his palms to dodge, and exchanged four or five catching moves, and then he pretended to be invincible and was pushed aside by Mo Li, wondering why he would be exposed.

"How does the doctor know how women from Tianzhu dress?"

When Meng Qi was a national teacher, all the small countries around the Chu Dynasty came to pay tribute. He not only met Tianzhu people, but also learned Sanskrit. The local customs and customs are not found in Buddhist scriptures.

Mo Li wrapped the cloth around his chest and abdomen, raised his eyes and said, "The books I read while staying in the Taijing Palace."

"You weren't—"

Are you looking for traces of dragon veins in the local chronicles?

"I'm worried that Huaxia Kyushu doesn't have any, so I have to go outside to find the dragon's veins." Mo Li replied.

Dragon veins do not symbolize the fate of the country, they are born naturally, there are mountains in China, and there are naturally outside.

According to historical records, there are lofty mountains in the Western Regions and even farther Persia and Great Qin (Rome), and there are even more mountains beyond Kunlun, and Tianzhu and Tubo are not far away but cannot go directly. From the map, it is exactly separated by a very long road. Extremely high mountains.

"There are also Nanzhao, and there are many mountains in the southwest. Although you said that you have been there once and did not see the dragon veins, we can go deeper and continue to climb over the snow-capped mountains..."

Mo Li's voice stopped abruptly, Meng Qi heard it with interest, and couldn't help urging: "Why don't you say it?"

Mo Li looked at him expressionlessly: "We still have a lot to do."

"The people of Xiliang are not a problem, and A Furong will be able to solve it soon. There will always be a day when the general situation of the world is temporarily calm. Our time is endless until the spiritual acupoint fails." The more Meng Qi said, the more he felt wrong, because the ink carp His expression didn't look like he was going to say this, so he stopped.

"We have to go back to Pingzhou."

Go back to Zhushan County, Pingzhou, and meet Mr. Qin.

Meng Qi's mind turned quickly, and he understood it in a moment, and was immediately embarrassed.

He touched his nose and decided not to speak.

In fact, Meng Qi thought about going to Zhushan County many times. The main reason is that Xue Tingzhong, the magistrate of Zhushan County, was an official in the Chu Dynasty. .Qin Lu was about the same age as himself, what would he think if he knew that he had kidnapped his apprentice?

Meng Qi's back sweated every time he thought about it, and he almost wanted to suggest that Mo Li take a gerbil back.

Either way, it's "seen".

"A teacher is like a father, he needs to be informed." Mo Li continued.

"..."

The picture in Meng Qi's mind suddenly changed to Mo Li holding a gerbil and telling Qin Lu that he wanted to marry him.

No no, this is not going to work.

Mo Li glanced at him and said, "Teacher doesn't care whether the person I will marry in the future is a man or a woman, the main reason is that he thinks that person is not a person, but a fish."

"Ah?" Meng Qi was taken aback.

Mo Li raised his forehead and said: "It's my fault, the teacher thought I was a fish demon." It's still a fish that wants to jump into the Dragon Gate.

Meng Qi was dumbfounded, so he wanted to pretend to be a fish?

Wait, in this way, as the fish demon himself, there is no problem with being "old" at the age of 80? !

Who said that monsters must turn into their original forms to prove that they are monsters, and not getting old is the biggest advantage!

Solved a puzzle!

Meng Qi's spirit was lifted, and his sword slanted forward, there is no unbreakable situation in the world!Isn't it just to establish advantages and resolve disadvantages? If you use the wisdom of planning the battle back then, you will surely succeed.

The ink carp next to him: "..."

The gerbil started yelling out of nowhere, forget it, let's find a place where there are people and change into normal clothes.

The two walked along the shore of the lake.

After walking about ten miles, looking at the still endless big lake, Meng Qi checked the map in his heart, stopped and said: "This is Peng Ze."

There are only five such large lakes in the Central Plains, namely Yunmengze, Pengze, Zhenze, Hongze and Jiaohu. Among them, Hongze is located to the north and is under the jurisdiction of the Qi Dynasty.Only Peng Ze happened to be in the southeast of Jingzhou, and the others were either south or east, or too far away.

"Peng Ze occupies a very large area. First find out the direction and then find the way to Luling County."

After Meng Qi finished speaking, he changed his appearance to make himself look about forty years old, with a calm demeanor, a few strands of gray and silver frost hair on his temples, and a few fine lines around his eyes. , the custodian will be treated courteously when he goes out and meets a caravan, because the merchants have traveled all over the world and have extensive knowledge, and they will suspect that this is someone with an official position or a certain family.

Poor scribes don't have such a description of living and moving.

Meng Guoshi, who was about to "deceive people", turned his head and greeted Mo Li for such a change.

The population in the south is denser than that in the north, and the distance between villages is shorter. As long as you don’t live in the mountains, it’s easier for people to buy and sell goods and see a doctor than in the north. After thinking about it, the ink carp has changed its appearance. I’m afraid it’s too young. The patients refused to believe him.

"Ah Li looks good like this." Meng Qi was very curious, he thought Mo Li still looked like a hermit, but his age had changed, and he turned out to be a refined and elegant scholar.

The eyebrows and eyes are still the same, but the eyes are flowing, and the demeanor is full of free and easy, just holding a glass of wine and singing softly.

That seems a little too much?

Before, he was a modest gentleman, a hermit who was indifferent to fame and fortune, how did he suddenly become an uninhibited wit who knows all the tastes of the world and sees through the troubles of wine, sex and wealth?

"..."

In fact, the 40-year-old Mo Li imitated Xue Ting. Although Xue Lingjun is old now, he was fascinated by many young ladies in Zhushan County more than ten years ago. Xue Lingjun lives freely, knows how to enjoy and enjoys, Even in such a barren place in Zhushan County, he is very good at living. Whether it is cooking tea and wine or Shangle and painting skills, he is better than Qin Lu.

The people in Zhushan County don't understand what is the style of aristocratic people, talented scholars and romantic people, so they straightforwardly think that Xue Lingjun is like a man among gods.

In other words, this is probably what a fairy looks like.

As for Mo Li, Mo Li also secretly learned Xue Lingjun's behavior and appearance when he was a child.

When I changed just now, I didn’t realize it for a while, so I used it instinctively.

Seeing the amazement in Meng Qi's eyes, Mo Li felt as if he had knocked over a five-flavored bottle, hesitating to speak.

If I had known today...

Stop studying!

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The fire was weak, and the damp firewood was difficult to ignite.

Old Qi, the driver in the caravan, folded his arms and shivered.

It was originally a hot season, so they all wore single clothes, but now they are soaked and difficult to dry, and the cool wind is still blowing.

Obviously, the first two days were extremely hot, people would be burnt out, and this caravan even fainted several people when they were on their way.

It is impossible for the caravan to delay the trip because of a few coachmen, just leave them behind, and hire new people in the city to drive the car.Because of his age and experience, Lao Qi was recommended to this caravan by the caravan dealer.As a result, just one day after leaving the city, we encountered this rare storm.

Lao Qi is a little better, he knows that this is the legendary "Dragon King Water", if a person finds a high ground in the flat suburbs to hide from the rain, the chance of survival is higher, at least not because of the collapse of the house or the sundries blown up by the wind Stoned to death.

However, Lao Qi had never seen such a mighty Dragon King Water in his life.

And never was it as scary as today.

The crown of the tree was "stripped" away by the wind, and the trunk was broken. When the wind was strongest, it seemed that there were countless evil spirits crying at the same time, which was like opening the gate of hell.

Fortunately, there was Lao Qi and another old driver in the caravan. They found a shelter from the wind, behind a small hill by the lake, and kept the caravan's goods.Although the surface was heavily flooded, neither the car nor the goods were swept away by the wind.

But some people have had bad luck spraining their ankles, or getting scratched by branches, but nothing serious.

After the storm stopped, water accumulated under the hills and formed rivers, mixed with a lot of sediment.

People can barely swim, but cars can't.

And this water, dare not go down.

Just when everyone was in a state of desperation, two ragged-looking people came outside.

What he was wearing was not clothes at all, but the cloth he picked up at random. It is said that the boat capsized in the wind on the lake.

Fortunately, the water quality is good, and the people in the caravan clicked their tongues in fear after hearing this.

Just now the rain was so heavy that it hurt when it hit the body, and there was a waterspout on the lake, and it was not sent to the bottom of the water by the Dragon King with the boat, because the family had already burned high incense.

In fact, it doesn't matter what these two people said, just look at their appearance, they are not ordinary people.

It was even less likely to be bandits, so the caravan naturally had nothing to worry about.

"Lao Qi, what are you looking at?" Another coachman rubbed his palms and asked wonderingly.

"It's nothing."

The coachman Lao Qi immediately withdrew his gaze and shrank back into the dark without any trace.

After running around for many years, Lao Qi also knows how to use both hands. These days, bandits are everywhere, and it is not easy to survive and make money.Lao Qi's skills are not on the table, but his eyesight is first-class and tricky. According to him, those two people are very problematic!

First of all, the clothes, the cloth was torn by the wind and torn by the branches, but the two people didn't have any injuries on their bodies, isn't it strange?

Secondly, they don't look like they are short of money at all, and their martial arts should be very good. When others step on the mud, they are like walking on the ground.

This lightness skill is no small matter, and looking at their appearance, it is likely that they are from a large sect.

——Those who watch people's faces all the year round and act cautiously will never have such a calm demeanor.People in the Jianghu can live like the children of aristocratic clans, only the direct descendants of the sect, or the forces that cannot be shaken by generations, such as Jinfeng Villa.

If such a person appeared here, there must be something important.

No wonder he dared to swim to the lake, no wonder he dared to walk in stagnant water.

The coachman Laoqi cursed, and shrank to avoid the wind. The wind after the rain stopped is really cool.

"Ah!"

Someone in the caravan sneezed continuously, and the steward was frowning.

This is not a good thing. Judging from the outside situation, the county town is probably flooded by heavy rain, the road is impassable, and the people in the caravan fell ill again.

The coachman and other people in the caravan also knew what was going on, and were in a state of panic.

After a major disaster, there must be a major epidemic. Such a storm can already be called a disaster.

Mo Li was about to open his mouth to show the injured people in the caravan, but felt that they were a little weird, as if no one dared to get close to the stagnant water.Except for the coachman Lao Qi, when the others looked at themselves and Meng Qi, there was a little sympathy and hesitation in their eyes.

Mo Li and Meng Qi looked at each other, and when they were about to ask, they suddenly noticed movement in the distance, as if someone was coming with a fishing boat.

Everyone in the caravan was overjoyed and shouted for help.

When the fishing boat gradually approached, the people in the caravan suddenly became nervous again, fearing that it might be water bandits.

The people who came here were dressed as fishermen, and from a long distance, they saw a group of black people huddled on the edge of the hills. When they rowed over and saw the cars and goods, they grinned and bargained with the caravan stewards about hiring a boat to move the goods. .

The steward of the caravan hesitated to agree, who knew where they would be taken by the boat, if that village was a village of water bandits, they would have no way out.

He turned his back and went to discuss with the old man in the caravan, but the fisherman's ears were sharp and he became angry immediately.

"You are so ignorant, our elixir village is famous far and wide, how can it be a village of water bandits!"

"Elixir Village?"

The voice of the coachman Lao Qi was particularly loud, and there was unspeakable joy in his eyes.

Mo Li didn't care at first, but was gradually attracted by everyone.

The caravan steward seemed to have heard the name of the elixir village, and he was more than half hesitant, but he couldn't be sure whether the fisherman really came from that village.

"Who doesn't know that there is a living god in our village. If it weren't for Peng Xianren, the people around here would have fallen into the realm of hungry ghosts. The sudden disappearance of the storm just now might be due to our Peng Xianren. Peng Xianren called us Going to rescue the trapped people nearby, we are all kind, you are a donkey's liver and lungs?!"

The fisherman yelled loudly, and Meng Qi sneered when he heard this: "If you are kind, why do you want money again?"

The fisherman choked up when he heard the words, rubbed the back of his head and said embarrassingly, "I don't have any money. What do you all do when you come out? They are all poor people. It is not easy to get some money to support their families."

This made sense, so Meng Qi stopped talking.

The coachman Lao Qi glanced at Meng Qi secretly, but was spotted by Mo Li.

"That person is—"

"He looks like a rough fist. He doesn't have any hostility like a spy from a water bandit. He has a simple and honest look, but his eyes are very shrewd. When he looks at you and me, he looks very accurately. He should have discovered that we know martial arts. He and the rest of the caravan The personality is out of place, I am afraid that the caravan is hired from outside, which reminds me of some old acquaintances."

"you mean?"

"Fengxing Pavilion." Meng Qi whispered.

There are various sources of information for Fengxing Pavilion. Apart from news from Jianghu, they also know the market of goods like the palm of their hands.

Mo Li's gaze skipped over to the coachman Lao Qi. After all, no matter how capable people are, they would not have thought that they could ride the wind for hundreds of miles and land in Peng Ze, but he was very concerned about what the fisherman said about Peng Xianren.

The Six Paths of Reincarnation is a Buddhist saying. The fisherman called Peng Xianren, and said he fell into the realm of hungry ghosts...

"Wait, this is Peng Ze?" Mo Li suddenly remembered that Qin Lu traveled here decades ago and discovered a strange disease in Peng Ze, Yangzhou.

The patient's abdomen was as big as a drum, his limbs were as thin as wood, and his complexion was sallow.

In some villages, men, women and children, everyone is sick, and their condition is horrible, and there are very few survivors without illness.

As a result, the theory that hungry ghosts are in power and harm the people is very popular.

"I may know this Peng Xianren." Mo Li said while turning pale, "He is a doctor, and he was here with his teacher to treat the common people in the past."

Meng Qi was very surprised. At first he thought that Peng Xianren was also someone who was deceived by the countryside, but when he saw that Mo Li's expression was not right, he hurriedly asked, "Ah Li, what's wrong? Could it be that he was injured by the storm..."

"I'm fine." Mo Li calmed down and said in a low voice: "There is a strange disease here, people may suffer from it when they touch the water in the wild, except for the experts in the inner family. You and I are both very human, and so is the aura. 'Inner strength', I just feel a little uncomfortable."

As soon as I knew there was a problem with the water, even if I wouldn't get sick, I wanted to take a bucket of well water and heat it up for a soak.

"The teacher was a master of martial arts back then, and the evil and the strange couldn't get in. After a long time, he didn't find that the problem was in the water."

"What is the strangeness?" Meng Qi looked at the surface of the water in surprise.

He had never heard of any disease that could be contracted by just touching water, and it wasn't the plague spread by the magic weapon in the storybook of Feng Shen Yan Yi.

"I don't know, I can't see it, even the eyesight of a top expert can't see it, anyway, it's in the water. It's only vaguely recorded in ancient books, or that Doctor Peng discovered that the evil might come out of the water, and the teacher made a kind of ointment to make it go away. Applying it before people go to the fields or into the water can slightly alleviate the terrible scene of the whole village being sick."

The author has something to say: Meng Qi: Looks good, Ah Li looks good

Ink carp: complex mood, hesitant to speak.

Meng Qi: Huh?What?This is how Xue Ting looks like? !

Back then Master Meng took a look at him, but he only remembered Xue Ting, who knew martial arts: ... even dragon veins are blind, and dragon veins are not blind to dragon veins.

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Coachman Old Seven: If you have high martial arts skills, you don’t have to be afraid of anything, hey

Ink carp:? ? ?

Mo carp: No, there is something in the water

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The disease is schistosomiasis. When the larvae come out of the snail, they penetrate into the skin when they encounter humans and animals, causing the immune system to defend themselves and develop a rash.The appearance of a rash is a hint, it's not good, it's met.

In this article, because of the existence of internal martial arts, it is set that masters are not afraid at all, let alone not being able to get in, if they get in, they will die.So you won't get sick.

In ancient times, it was difficult to find the source of the disease, and it was chronic and incurable, so there were all sorts of weird sayings about this disease.