Aggrieved Fish Sprite

When it comes to the methods of alchemists, the ink carp is at the level of nine out of ten orifices.

The alchemist harms people, if it is alchemy, because some of the raw materials are medicinal materials, he can still know some of them, and he can't even understand the rest.

"Gloomy wood? Buckle a porcelain bowl?"

The ink carp was at a loss, how could this harm people?

Meng Qi couldn't help but smiled wryly. He naturally knew that the alchemist's method was quite absurd, but many people believed it.

"How much does the doctor know about Yin Shenmu?"

"Gloomy wood is said to ward off evil spirits and guard houses. Because it is rare, the price is high." Mo Li thought for a while, and only said the most basic things.

The so-called gloomy wood is actually the wood accidentally buried in the ground or in the deep cement sand. It is usually more than a thousand years old. After being salvaged or excavated, it has been polished by craftsmen to make it moist and bright, which is different from ordinary wood.

There is also the implication that the quagmire will not damage the bones, and once you enter the Huatang, you will shine on your clothes, which is very popular.

But this is not a treasure that ordinary people can use or even see.Therefore, although there is a theory of good luck to ward off evil spirits, the world usually believes that ordinary people and those who are not lucky enough cannot afford such treasures.

A gloomy tree was also found in Qimao Mountain, but it was discovered after the river channel was destroyed by mountain torrents. The common people didn't know it. It was Xue Zhixian who saw it himself and concluded that it was a gloomy tree.

Later, Zhixian Xue directly divided the piece of wood into several sections with a wave of his hand, the larger one was made into the Baibao Pavilion, and the smaller one was used as an ornament.

Among them was a pen holder, which was given to Mr. Qin by Xue Lingjun.

Mo Li has heard many stories about gloomy wood from the teacher. This thing sounds extraordinary, and it is indeed rare. In fact, it is just because it is buried in the dark ground and squeezed by the earth veins, and finally the wood changes.

If it becomes too strong, it becomes coal and can only be used for burning.

The dark wood still has its original shape, and some even have the fragrance of wood after being cut.Because many trees are likely to become gloomy wood, there is a difference between gloomy wood and gloomy wood.

The piece in the Zhushan county government office is made of Chinese fir, with a slight fragrance.

Except for Zhixian Xue and Master Li, no one knows the goods, and they don't know how precious they are. Often the yamen servants wipe them carelessly, which makes Master Li cry out in pain.

On the contrary, Zhixian Xue and Qin Lu waited for it, and Mo Li was influenced by them, so he didn't pay much attention to Yin Shenmu.

The box with the golden silk armor in front of me is much worse in terms of material and carving workmanship.

"The emperors of the Chen Dynasty used gloomy wooden coffins as the highest funeral etiquette. However, gloomy wood is hard to come by, and it is quite difficult to find one big enough to make a coffin. The alchemist said that gloomy wood is not The rich and powerful are not available, and there is even a saying that it will be suppressed."

Meng Qi didn't want to understand these things, but he was a national teacher in the Chu Dynasty, so there were as many heresies as there were on weekdays, and most of the objects offered by the Qin Tianjian to worship the country's destiny were made of gloomy wood.

Meng Qi picked up the broken box and continued: "The more expensive things have always been, the more they can make a fuss. What about the rich and powerful, the higher the status, the more they are calculated by others, whether it is for power or profit, I hope they can quickly Point to death. Things that suppress luck can naturally become disasters that destroy luck. Are the alchemists' words absurd? No, as long as there are people who listen to it, it will prevail."

Mo Li understood, and asked, "So, what's the matter with the porcelain bowl?"

"Take the bones of people who died in vain, grind them into powder and mix them with porcelain clay, and then the alchemists pretend to be gods and ghosts, and finally burn them into a cursed killing thing."

After listening to Meng Qi's words, Mo Li paused, and finally understood why the gerbil stopped him from touching the bowl.

Cursing and killing is bullshit, but this kind of stuff is really disgusting.

"Golden silk armor is something that people in the Jianghu fight for, how can it involve the secrets of the dignitaries in the court?" Mo Li still couldn't figure it out.

Meng Qi asked back: "Is the golden silk armor considered a yin evil thing?"

If this was a funeral object stolen from the emperor's mausoleum, and many people died because of it, and now bloodstains can be seen on it, according to the world's opinion, it is indeed fierce.

"You said that the place where the box is buried is the spiritual cave, can alchemists find the spiritual cave?"

"...This, maybe?" Mo Li was also not sure.

There will always be a little vision in the spiritual cave, after all, the vegetation grows vigorously.

The ink carp was looking for the aura, and the alchemist couldn't see the aura, but the wind, fog, rain, snow, morning light, moonlight, birds and animals can all be used as the basis for judgment.A place like Qimao Mountain that is full of aura is fine, but like Yongzhou now, if there is aura, the most intuitive feeling of people is different, and there is no way to hide it.

Meng Qi threw away the box, and said lightly: "That's right, the burial of spiritual acupoints, that is, the ground veins, should not only target one person, but a matter for a family or even a country."

The ink carp's expression changed slightly.

Forget about one family, the so-called one country probably refers to the dragon's veins!

The world believes that if one can ascend to the Ninth Five-Year Honor, his family and surname must be protected by dragon veins.

But this is nonsense!

Taijing has dragon veins, whose family does it belong to?Is it possible that if the emperor changed a surname, Taijing Longmai would follow suit?This is probably not a blessing, but a business, and whoever has the ability can trade with anyone.

Mo carp is used as the dragon vein of Qimao Mountain... oh no, Jimao Mountain.

There is really no one who can be an emperor in Jimaoshan!

Xue magistrate can't do it, he just wants to live comfortably and freely, and it's best for the county magistrate to sit in the yamen and doze off all day long.

Qin Lu can't do it. The old man has a heart to help the world, but he hates being hypocritical and submissive to others, and he can't rub the sand in his eyes.

Not to mention the people in Zhushan County, many of them are illiterate and have limited vision. When it comes to overthrowing the dynasty and replacing it, they may prefer to let the gods they burn incense every day to be civil and military officials and emperors, so that the world will be stable.Of course, Xue Lingjun is highly respected, so he should be able to continue to be a small official in the court of the gods, and maybe he will become a fairy directly after he dies!

"What are the rumors about dragon veins in Yongzhou?" Mo Li asked with a serious face.

It is nonsense that dragon veins protect the dynasty, but dragon veins do exist. If someone kills him as the emperor's gold medal to avoid death, he is really wronged.

Although Meng Qi also felt that someone was attacking the dragon's veins and intending to fight for the world, Meng Qi never expected that Mo Li was confirming the "victim dragon" and preparing to avenge his companion at this time.

"Lu Zhang, the current emperor of the Qi Dynasty, was originally from Qiong County, Yongzhou." Meng Qi said meaningfully, "Qiong County is in the southeast of Yongzhou, where the Qi Dynasty built the imperial mausoleum and the ancestral temple dedicated to Lu's ancestors."

After hearing this, Mo Li took out the map for comparison, and suddenly found that the Tibetan Fengguan where the ancestor of Qingwu was located was less than [-] miles away from Qiong County.

This Qingwu patriarch is really suspicious, an apprentice who intends to rebel, is good at Fengshui, likes to associate with powerful people, and even claims in the Jianghu that the golden silk armor comes from the Mausoleum of Emperor Li...

"He probably buried this thing too, breaking Qi Dynasty's dragon veins?" Meng Qi sneered.

Mo Li rubbed the center of his brows, and said in thought: "Yongzhou is suffering from droughts one after another, and the people are struggling to live. How is the situation in Qiong County?"

"The southeast of Yongzhou is relatively rich, and it is close to Taijing. It should only be affected by the locust plague last year." Meng Qi is now sane, and he is very clear about current events, and he can think of it after a little recollection.

"Then there was... any anecdote in Yongzhou? For example, gods blessed, a certain mountain suddenly gave birth to a lot of elixir, a certain river had a lot of fat clams, and the local people lived a long life?"

When Meng Qi heard the word "fish fat", his eyes couldn't help but wander, looking at the ink carp.

...not fat.

No no, it's hard to say, Meng Qi thought of his original shape.

The original form should have nothing to do with the human form, so how big is the fish?

big palm?The one hugged by the fat baby in the New Year painting?Or capsize the fishing boat?

Facing a doctor with a straight body and a gentleman's demeanor, Meng Qi couldn't imagine what it would be like if the other party lifted the fishing boat with his tail.

Comparing the size of the fat rat, Meng Guoshi was a little frustrated. Fortunately, fish don't eat rats, so he doesn't have an instinctive dislike for the doctor.

Meng Qi originally thought that the ink carp was good enough, but after shrinking, it was completely different from what he saw when he regained his human form.Gerbils are so small that they often can't see all the black carp, only a certain part.

Like the neck, or the wrist...

It is magnified countless times, including details that are difficult to notice when you are a human being.

Returning to the perspective of a normal person again, when I saw the doctor again, the degree of admiration and fascination deepened.

Meng Qi didn't speak, Mo Li thought he was thinking.

Mo Li felt that the Meng Qi in front of him was a little strange, and he knew it was because Meng Qi was gradually recovering. Memory would change a person, and when the memory was complete again, the hidden traits of this person would be fully revealed.

——Meng Qi, who once assisted Emperor Chu and Yuan to pacify the world, and created a prosperous age with the famous ministers of the Chu Dynasty, how could he be a simple person?

"Most of the anecdotes in Yongzhou are concentrated in Qiong County. In my opinion, most of them are fabricated." Meng Qi said unhurriedly, "The red light from the sky, the dream of encountering a unicorn, and the theory of the white tiger Jiahe are all Praise the auspiciousness of the emperor of the Qi Dynasty, but there is no change in the mountains and rivers you mentioned."

The ink carp breathed a sigh of relief, as long as nothing happened to the dragon's veins.

Meng Qi's eyes flashed, and he said with a smile: "However, the doctor's words reminded me of Mount Silang in Pingzhou. Why? This phenomenon is related to mountain spirits?"

The ink carp nodded stiffly.

He knew that his questioning would definitely arouse Meng Qi's suspicion.

Meng Qi looked at the golden silk armor and the gloomy wood, and thoughtfully said: "After digging out this thing, the spiritual acupoint recovered?"

"No, the dryness of the spiritual acupoint is due to the earth's veins. The weakening of the earth's veins is related to the drought. Can the alchemist's ability stop the rain?" Mo Li asked back.

Of course not, if Patriarch Qingwu had this ability, he would be a god.

Meng Qi asked with interest: "What about the mountain spirit? Can the mountain spirit control the weather?"

"...You are not talking about the mountain spirit, but the Dragon King who is worshiped by the common people!"

The ink carp changed the topic. It should be impossible to have a smooth weather, but it seems to be barely possible to disperse the clouds to prevent rain and snow. As a dragon vein, Mo carp doesn't feel that he is special.

"The doctor has seen the Dragon King?" Meng Qi chased after him.

"No."

Mo Li lowered his eyes, he felt that if Meng Qi continued to guess, he would probably be able to get to the truth.

He collected the map, stood up and found a place nearby, and buried the wooden box together with the golden silk armor.

"Emperor Li's Mausoleum is in Shangyun Mountain in Taijing. The doctor once asked me if there was mercury in Emperor Li's Mausoleum, and I was shocked when I heard that Emperor Li's Mausoleum was stolen. From this point of view, there are also mountain spirits in Shangyun Mountain?"

Meng Qi looked at Mo Li steadily, and said to himself, "But the strange thing is, the doctor has never been to Shangyun Mountain, how can he be sure that there are mountain spirits there? If we are demons, there is nothing wrong with being close to mountain spirits, but the doctor Treating me, but rushing to Taijing, what does this have to do with Shanling?"

"..."

Mo Li wanted to knock Meng Qi unconscious.

It is reassuring when you are still confused!