Aggrieved Fish Sprite

Ning Changyuan quickly turned around and went out, then stood under the eaves for a while, then raised his hand and knocked on the door again.

The door creaked open.

Mo Li straightened his sleeves and asked, "What's the matter with Daoist Ning?"

He had a calm demeanor, and he was not in the embarrassment of being knocked out at all.

Ning Changyuan admired Mo Li from the bottom of his heart. If it were him, he would probably have jumped out of the window by this time. After all, running away is the number one secret to messing around.

"This is some dry food. I heard from Qiuhong that you are leaving tomorrow."

Ning Changyuan carried a few packets of herbs, some bread, and several pieces of dried meat the size of a finger.

"The Taoist priest is too polite. A lot of things have been delivered these days. It's enough. Let's leave the noodles to the people in the wild market." Mo Li didn't stop the door, he stretched out his hand to ask Ning Changyuan to come in, stood It's really rude to talk at the door.

"No, it's getting late, so I won't go in." Ning Changyuan quickly declined.

He was very assured of the doctor's morality, but the other one couldn't say it well.

Meng Qi is simply a monster. In the perception of people in the martial arts, his aura seems to be non-existent. It blends with the surrounding environment, and I don't know what it is.

Ning Changyuan was worried, and wanted to persuade him, but because of the shallowness of his words, he made people feel annoyed.

He hesitated to enter the door, deliberately not looking in the direction of the bed.

"The world is not peaceful. Doctors should be more careful when walking in the rivers and lakes."

Ning Changyuan took another thing out of his arms, shook it open and saw that it was a map drawn on oiled paper.

This picture is very detailed, with a panoramic view of the mountains, rivers and rivers, and the prefectures, counties and counties are clearly marked on it in tiny characters.

"Taoist?" Mo Li was slightly startled.

Anyone can draw maps, but most of them are very simple. Such detailed maps are no longer measurable by money. At this time, the mountains and rivers are all owned by the government, and ordinary people cannot read them.

Such detailed maps are only used when marching and fighting.

Ning Changyuan said with a smile: "Don't be surprised, doctor, what is drawn on this picture is something that everyone in the Jianghu knows, and there is no place to station troops."

Mo Li took a closer look, and sure enough, except for the prefectures and counties, the black dots were marked with a certain sect and a certain master.

"Although there are many forces in the rivers and lakes, there are really not many who are successful." Ning Changyuan clicked on the map and gestured, "Yongzhou only has Hengquanmen, Zangfengguan, and the Red Clothes Gang... It is said that the head coach of the Red Clothes Gang With all their evil skills, they don't make trouble very much, they only run darts in the generation in the north. Mr. Chen of Hengquanmen can be said to be righteous, but some of his disciples and grandchildren are really unworthy and ruined the old man's reputation. It's more troublesome It is Zangfeng Guan, the master of the temple Zhao Zangfeng is also known as Qingwu Patriarch, he is a top master in the Jianghu, he has been famous for many years, he made an iron whisk, and his tricks are vicious, countless people have been defeated by him. This Qingwu Patriarch He is also an alchemist, he can read Fengshui, he can solve disasters, and he is also very prestigious in the powerful class. People often rush to the Tibetan Wind Temple from Taijing to ask the master of the temple for guidance, so the Qingwu Patriarch has a lot of power in secret. Big, other Jianghu gangs dare not make enemies of Zangfengguan, this is a trouble, it is best to avoid it."

Mo Li was still pondering, but Meng Qi had already opened his mouth and said, "I'm afraid I can't avoid it, the young master of the Si family is the disciple accepted by the Qingwu Patriarch."

Ning Chang Yuan was shocked, he had never heard of this matter.

Meng Qi didn't take off his clothes at first, he leaned on the bed, and said in a very casual posture: "I also heard that there is a master under the Tianshou King who is rebelling in the southwest, and he is also a disciple of Patriarch Qingwu, so Those who wanted to assassinate the Heavenly Granted King fell down one after another."

"There is such a thing? Where did you get the news?" Ning Changyuan asked in surprise.

"From the mouth of an official in the Qi Dynasty."

Meng Qi said with a half-smile, "The one on the left is rebelling, and the one on the right is plotting rebellion. What does this Qingwu Patriarch want to do? Why is he still sitting in his Tibetan Fengshui to show Fengshui to others? Although the people belonging to Jinyiwei secretly They are all idiots, but such a dangerous person, they must do everything possible to get rid of it! Otherwise, the Ninth Five-Year Lord sitting on the dragon chair can sleep at night?"

Ning Changyuan smiled wryly and said, "I'm just a swordsman who walks the rivers and lakes. I really don't understand the affairs of the court."

Meng Qi waved his hand, as if he didn't expect Ning Changyuan to think of anything.

"...The two of you met people from the Zangfeng Temple in Qiuling County?"

"Maybe, but no one survived to report back." Meng Qi said lightly.

However, Mo Li was very concerned about the status of this Qingwu patriarch as an "alchemist". He should have done a lot of things to be proud of being famous among the dignitaries.

"What kind of maze do those powerful people ask him for advice? Look at Feng Shui?"

"...Uh, the location of the ancestral grave, and the fate of the family?" Ning Changyuan said uncertainly, "I don't believe in these, so I can't tell, maybe there is such a magic spell as killing."

Meng Qi shook his head and said: "It's impossible to kill with a curse. There are many people who are afraid of death. If there is an alchemist who can use spells to kill people thousands of miles away. If he can collect money to kill for you today, he may also collect money from others to kill you tomorrow. How can the rich and powerful feel at ease?"

As Meng Qi said, he paid attention to Mo Li's expression.

It seems that when it comes to Feng Shui fortune, the doctor is frowning.

"Let's talk about these things when we meet them." Mo Li changed the subject, and asked, "I heard Daoist Ning talk about the sect before, but who is the master?"

Ning Changyuan was surprised at first, but soon realized that these two people had never even heard his own name before, so he was relieved, and said with a bit of embarrassment: "I used to be a disciple of the Tianshan School, and I was expelled from the teacher a few years ago. Doctor, don’t misunderstand me, this is my own idea, and it’s also a rumor I released on Jianghu without authorization. I have been in Jianghu for many years and caused a lot of trouble, and I don’t want to burden my family.”

Mo Li lowered his head and bowed his hands to him, and Ning Chang Yuan hurriedly returned the salute.

"This is doctor?"

"I saw a patient yesterday. He was young and strong, but he just broke his leg. I heard that you rescued him two months ago. This family wants to set up a longevity tablet for you. You tell him that because you You were rescued by an old gentleman surnamed Qin in the past, and Mr. Qin doesn't need your gratitude, so you turn to save others, and hope that he can help others in the future."

"This—" Ning Changyuan said uncomfortably, "I said this on the first day I saw the doctor. I hope that there will be more people like this, and that the world will change one day. It's all my selfishness."

Mo Li looked at him deeply, and said word by word: "No, what you see with your own eyes is different from what you hear with your ears."

"I don't say this to everyone, but compared to other common people, he is still young. There are several laborers in his family, and his life is a little easier, and he has the spare energy to help others. If Aunt Yin is like this, saying such things is just in vain. Adding to her troubles, she was having a hard time, and she couldn't even see the way, so how could she help others?

"In the world, there are few capable people, but many suffering people.

"Those with pure and kind thoughts are powerless to save themselves."

Ning Changyuan sighed, then smiled, "Sometimes I think, maybe this is the catastrophe in the world, the way of heaven is like this, what people do is just an insignificant splash in the river and sea."

Meng Qi wanted to say something, but held back.

Looking at the back of Ning Changyuan leaving, Meng Qi felt an indescribable melancholy.

"Brother Meng?"

Meng Qi came back to his senses and responded, and found that Mo Li's expression was a little strange.

"Brother Meng, I have no other intentions for Daoist Ning." Doctor Mo explained.

"..."

Meng Qi froze, was he that obvious just now?The doctor couldn't see it before, but now that he knows what's on his mind, he has no secrets in front of the doctor?

"Daoist Ning doesn't like men." Mo Li added.

"How do you know?" Meng Qi asked dryly, with mixed feelings in his heart, the doctor took the initiative to tell himself this, is it different for him?

Doctor Mo thought about it and said, "When he first entered the door, he was overly shocked when he saw you and me. He tried to persuade me a few times, probably because of my teacher. He didn't seem to approve of it. .”

Meng Qi sullenly said displeasedly: "The first thing about you and me is still inconclusive, and the second has nothing to do with him?"

"It has nothing to do with him, so he didn't speak in the end." Mo Li nodded and said, "Isn't Daoist Ning an interesting person?"

"Is this interesting?" Meng Qi's face turned darker.

He has met so many interesting people, Ning Changyuan can't stand up to them at all.

At best, he is a very ideal young man.

Thinking of the word young, Meng Qi began to feel melancholy again. He is old and always thinking of killing people. How can he compare to Ning Changyuan?Ning Changyuan came from a respectable and upright family, and was rescued by Qin Lu himself. Maybe his master still has some friendship with Qin Lu, so what are his strengths?

There is only one, and they are of the same family as the doctor.

The theory of the same family is too mysterious.

The ink carp is also thinking about the same family.

When he mentioned the matter of the same clan before, Meng Qi actually thought that he was making excuses and cheating with lies.

Meng Qi doesn't even know who he is, so how can he figure it out?How can we tell whether the joy is due to loneliness and longing for the same race, or whether it is really moving the mind?

"Brother Meng, do you prefer women or men?"

Meng Qi was puzzled when he heard the words, logically the doctor would not ask such a question, the doctor is a man, by analogy, he should like men, otherwise could he suddenly change himself because of the doctor?

From Mo Li's expression, Meng Qi found that Mo Li really thought so.

"..."

What's with this confidence?

While Meng Qi was speechless, he suddenly realized that this kind of self-confidence was actually very similar to his own!

——I am Meng Qi, the national teacher. If I go crazy, the world will be devastated!

Meng Qi firmly believed so, and even felt that the Qi Dynasty might be destroyed. Of course, the people in Taijing would also be killed and injured, so he had to treat illnesses and not go crazy.

"...I don't remember well, it seems that I have never had a similar experience before. In case, I mean in case, what should I do if I like women more?" Meng Qi asked tentatively.

Mo Li thought for a while and said, "Then I'll try to see if I can become a woman. If I want to be clear, I should try to know all of these."

Meng Qi: "..."

no, what did you say?

Can this be changed?

Meng Qi looked at Doctor Mo in shock, and almost wanted to reach out to touch the doctor's chest, no, the chest didn't represent anything, he wanted to touch the lower abdomen, but luckily he held back.

"We...our family can change from male to female at will?" Meng Qi's tone was weak, his expression seemed to be sleepwalking.

"I don't know, maybe it can?" Mo Li said without looking back.

He opened the medicinal herbs that Ning Changyuan sent, and he only accepted the medicinal herbs and the map.

"The medicinal ingredients for Ningshen Pill are all ready. I didn't tell you too much before, because I was afraid that your condition would be stimulated." Mo Li picked the medicinal herbs, put them in the bamboo basket, and went to the stove to boil the medicine.

"No, I seem to have hallucinations, doctor, you should give me a pulse." Meng Qi said weakly.

There is always a flame in the stove, and with the help of internal force, the speed of boiling the medicine is extremely fast.

Meng Qi was in a daze for an unknown period of time, when suddenly he saw a bowl of black concoction brought over.

"this is not……"

"It's not made into a pill, but it works about the same."

Meng Qi finished drinking the medicine in a complicated mood, and then he felt his aching head relax a lot. The lights in the room were already lit, and Dr. Mo was sitting by the bed. His face was clearly male, and he also had an Adam's apple on his neck.

"Huh...doctor, I was very bad just now, I had a hallucination, and I heard what you said and turned into a woman."

"It's not an illusion, it's because I failed to become successful." Mo Li took the bowl in time.

Meng Qi's fingers were stiff and he almost dropped the bowl.

"It may be related to the first transformation, and it cannot be changed in the future."

"Transformation?" Meng Qi spoke out with difficulty, so it's really a demon?

Mo Li covered Meng Qi's eyes with his hands, and his voice was low and soft, like a breeze or a gurgling spring: "No matter how much I say, it's not as good as you discover the truth yourself. You calm down and think about your true self." look."

Meng Qi felt that his mind should be in a mess at this time, but he turned out to be sober. He thought of the tree in Silang Mountain, which would grow and shrink and was said to be a tree of mountain spirits; he thought of the doctor asking him if he thought about it. However, demons don’t grow old; thinking of the doctor asking him if he had any strange dreams, dreaming of being free in the mountains or in the water; thinking of the elixir he raised in seclusion in the mountains, and...

Mo Li's hand trembled, and then Meng Qi disappeared, leaving a pile of clothes on the bed.

He gently pushed aside the clothes, and then met the familiar fat mouse.

The chubby body is frozen, the soft white hair seems to be shining, and the black bean-like eyes are full of shock.

Doctor Mo reached out to pick up the fat mouse, thinking deeply, does this count as revenge for Jinlong's teasing him?

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You can look back at Chapter 9, the ink carp who knew his dragon veins at that time: What, I'm not a monster? ? ?

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Today's Meng Qi: Wait, I'm actually a monster? ? ? ?

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