Aggrieved Fish Sprite

Reiki sounds mysterious, but it is actually not uncommon.

It doesn't have to be an inaccessible place, deep mountains and dense forests, small rivers and shallow bays are also fine.

Reiki is like morning fog, sometimes it stays in this place, sometimes it floats elsewhere.And a place full of aura is like a valley that is prone to fog, every time there will be aura shrouded, just stay there and wait.

Mo carp once thought that aura was easy to find.

Especially Qimao Mountain.

When growing ginseng, it was not a good spiritual acupoint, and I didn't even bother to look at the ink carp.

There is more than one mountain in Zhushan County. Although the other mountains are not as rich in aura as Qimao Mountain, they are not too bad. When the sun rises and the moon sets, you can always feel a little bit of aura flowing slowly.

Qin Lu once said that the joy of living in seclusion in the mountains is to gather herbs in the morning and cook tea in the evening, and listen to the sound of the bamboo forest in leisure time.

He praised this feeling of being away from the world, and Mo Li sat on the lower part and thought silently, of course, with such aura, how could it be uncomfortable to live in?

To be honest, this is the only effect of Reiki on people.

Only the first half of the so-called Wuhua Tianbao and outstanding people are true.

No matter how many talented people come out of a place, it has nothing to do with the earth's veins.

Qimao Mountain is rich in spiritual energy and lush vegetation, but it is not full of panacea, and there are only a handful of birds and animals that understand human nature.A radish planted in the spiritual cave can taste better than other radishes, but it is still a radish.

Talent is limited, ginseng is ginseng, radish is radish.

At least it's still growing in the ground!

When there is an accident in the dragon's veins, when the aura surges out wildly, it can ripen the elixir, give birth to seeds, and make the mountain full of creatures restless, but people are different.

Whether it's a prodigy or a genius, none of them are vegetables and radishes buried in the soil. Reiki is not responsible for what kind of people they are and what kind of people they become in the future.

It is true that one side supports the other side.

It is nonsense to say that the feng shui here is good, and all future generations will have a bright future.

After Mo Li left Zhushan County, although he didn't find a place with as much aura as Qimao Mountain, there was still a little aura. Silang Mountain had been tossed so much, and there was still a remnant of aura.

However, after stepping into the territory of Yongzhou, Mo Li truly felt that this place was different.

The villages are dilapidated, the wells have dried up, and sometimes there are patches of dead trees outside the village.

How can a tree live without its bark?

Mo Li's expression was solemn, and Meng Qi became more and more anxious.

Meng Qi recovered some memories of spiritual energy, and he also felt that he needed spiritual energy, but the strange thing was that they couldn't find a place with spiritual energy when the ink carp could walk three hundred miles a day using light kung fu.

"In front is Shimo Mountain."

Mo Li stopped to look around, and found the map again.

Although the name is a bit shabby, Shimoshan is the largest mountain in this area.

The further south you go, the gentler the terrain. Yongzhou does not have as many mountains as Pingzhou.

Meng Qi is not a real gerbil. Although he is small in size, he has good eyesight. Like the ink carp, he saw the shadow of the mountains in the distance, and he lifted his spirits, hoping that there would be spiritual energy there.

It's a pity that Wangshan ran to death, and when he got to the mountain, it might be midnight.

"...Don't be impatient, there is no aura, maybe it's because of the drought."

Mo Li couldn't help but put his hand on Fat Mouse again, and he comforted, "You've seen it all along the way, many villages and towns are dilapidated, and there is a lack of water everywhere."

Reiki is born from the earth veins, nourishes each other, and circulates back and forth.

Where there is not even water, even if there was spiritual energy, it cannot stay.

Mo Li can only look at the map to guess which places may have spiritual energy, and try to stay in the direction leading to Taijing, which can save time. After all, he can't worry about the matter of Emperor Li's Mausoleum.

The barrenness of Yongzhou made Moli once want to turn around and go straight to Zhushan County with a gerbil in his mouth.

After all, in Qimao Mountain, there is no need to bother at all, just throwing it anywhere is aura...

The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky a dark red, and there was only the sound of whistling wind in the open field, like a ghost crying.

The ink carp collected the map, found a shelter from the wind, took out the hard cake and crushed it, and specially found the soft and slightly soft ones in the middle to feed the gerbils.

Meng Qi: "..."

From a human to a rat, the doctor still hasn't forgotten to stare at him to eat?

Meng Qi turned his head, pretending to be dying, without even looking at the broken cake.

"Don't eat?"

Meng Qi continued to pretend to be dead, he had eaten this hard cake before, it was tasteless, and there was no oil in it.

Mo Li didn't try to persuade him any more, he moved the fat mouse to his lap, and then ate the broken cake by himself.

He ate very seriously and carefully, and none of the crumbs fell to the ground.

Meng Qi looked up for a while, and suddenly felt that it was quite remarkable to be able to eat this kind of hard cake like a person attending a banquet at a spring festival in Taijing. If he didn't know the taste of the cake, he might have thought it was some kind of delicacy .

Just as he was thinking, a piece of hard biscuit suddenly appeared on his mouth.

Meng Qi was probably lost in thought, but instinctively opened his mouth and bit it.

"..."

Forget it, let's eat what's already in your mouth.

The teeth of the gerbil are very effective, and it is not difficult to bite the dry and hard crumbs.

Meng Qi, who had already lost face, did not give up on himself, and chewed carefully twice to keep the meat on the gerbil's cheek from shaking.

Even though he has used his utmost perseverance to maintain the image of eating, his speed is not too fast, and he feels very magnanimous to himself, but a fat mouse is a fat mouse, and external conditions hold him back, and no matter how elegant his movements are, it is useless!

Mo Li didn't laugh at him, but silently broke off another small piece and handed it over.

Doctor Mo's mood was very delicate.

A person who expresses his affection unabashedly turns into a fat rat in his hands in a blink of an eye. Anyone who changes it will find it subtle.Originally the best way should be to separate the two for a period of time, but unfortunately Meng Qi is not only a patient, but now he is still a gerbil that can't change back to human form.

He couldn't leave the gerbil alone, could he?

If it's a fox or a wolf, just walk with them.

It turned out so small!

The ink carp felt a little uncomfortable in his chest, which was the aftereffect of being carelessly rubbed by the gerbil's paw, and always felt that there was something there.

If it was someone else, no, another creature, if he dared to do this, Doctor Mo would definitely pick it up and throw it aside, but what if the gerbil was thrown away and snatched away by a wild cat squatting nearby?Chase up and fight with the cat?Snatch the fat mouse back from under the cat's claws?

Thinking of the consequences, the ink carp immediately held back.

At that time, there were not only outsiders in the ancestral hall, but Meng Qi's previous situation was very bad.I can't see clearly, and I can't hear the sound. Maybe the gerbil's paws are scratching because of nightmares?

After making excuses for Meng Qi, Mo Li's anger subsided a lot.

Otherwise, what can I do, should I poke the fat mouse that is holding the broken cake and pushing it to roll three times on the spot?

The long fur of the gerbil trembled.

Meng Qi thought, strange, why is it suddenly a little cold?

Mo Li thought blankly, he raised a white fox, a ginseng plant, and a big snake, and expected them to cultivate into demons, but he failed to count on any of them, and finally picked up a fat mouse outside.

If this is brought back, I don't know what the teacher will think.

Putting the last bite into his mouth, Meng Qi looked at the dazed Mo Li, and tentatively touched the doctor's finger hanging in front of him.

Mo Li suddenly came back to his senses, and gave Fat Mouse a complicated look.

The gerbil was at a loss.

"gone."

Mo Li thought that Meng Qi didn't even know his real name, which made him a little funny, but also a little guilty.

Just as he was thinking, Mo Li suddenly felt a wave of spiritual energy.

The aura was too weak, as if it would dissipate as soon as the wind blows.

The ink carp stared fixedly at the ground, the aura came and went so fast, there was no time to grasp its veins, so he simply waited motionless.

Finally, when another gust of wind blew, the ink carp felt the direction of the aura.

"It's not Shimo Mountain?" Mo Li was also surprised, but he didn't care about it at this moment, he picked up Fat Mouse and ran in that direction.

Gradually, the traces of aura became more and more obvious.

In the end, the ink carp stopped by a dry river.

The riverbed is completely exposed, and there is not even dead grass. Because of the snow and ice in winter, it is estimated that the river will recover a little when the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming.

The aura is left over from this river.

The ink carp walked along the river for a while, and the spiritual energy was still there.

"Ok?"

The ink carp saw a box-shaped thing at the bottom of the river, which was square, because it happened to be buried in the sand in front of the river where it should have been a spiritual cave, so it was noticed by the ink carp.

The box is black, not too big, and the material is dark and dark.

The ink carp didn't go down, he raised his hand to flick it, the sand rolled down one after another, and the box was also shaken out by internal force.

It must have sunk in the river for a long time, and the lock on the box has been rusted into bad shape. After Mo Li tried it, he found that it was actually a gloomy wooden box.

The so-called gloomy wood will not fade, rot or worm.

There were some small cracks on the wooden box, and the ink carp shook it hard along the cracks.

"Snapped."

The box opened, and out rolled out a small ball of golden light.

The gerbil looked suspiciously, Moli waited for a while, and found that there was no trap in the box, and there was no poisonous mist, so he walked over and picked up the golden ball.

It looked like it was only the size of a fist, but when I held it in my hand, I realized that it was stacked. When the ink carp was not paying attention, it shook flat and turned into a strange golden vest.

Meng Qi: "..."

Ink Carp: "..."

What is the name of the relic of the former martial arts leader who caused a sensation in the world, first stolen by the god thief, then involved in love, hatred, murder, and seeking wealth, and finally summoned all sects and factions to covet it?

Gold armor?

The author has something to say:

Good luck picking up treasures

In this article, Feng Shui is all nonsense, not in the literal sense that the author is nonsense, but in this world, there is no Feng Shui technique that can change luck with magical skills.

Randomly digging a mountain will only lead to collapse, and burying something can only wait for it to rot or be picked up →_→