Aggrieved Fish Sprite

The wooden box in the ancestral hall was still there, but the village head opened it, and the three talismans inside were even blurred.

It's almost February [-]nd, and everyone is discussing whether to invite Taoist priests to do it again, but last year's harvest was not good, and there was no money left, so it would not be cheap to invite the Taoist priest of Zangfengguan to come to the village once.

Even though he had expected it, Mo Li couldn't help frowning when he heard them mention the name of Zangfengguan.

"Can the Taoist chief of Zangfeng Temple pray for rain? How much is it once?" Mo Li asked the village chief pretending not to know.

When the village chief heard the word money, he felt distressed, grinned and said, "At least consistently, not counting the money for tea, money for carriages and horses, and the three animals, five fruits, and drinks for offering sacrifices to heaven. less!"

"But the priests in the temple are also different, isn't there one that is particularly expensive or slightly cheaper?"

Hearing this, the village chief quickly waved his hands and said, "Xiao Lang, you can't talk nonsense."

The old man walked back with the lantern in his hand. He stroked his beard and sighed, "It stands to reason that Xiao Lang said about the situation. But our village is small and we are still a little far away. The money saved by tightening our belts is not enough. Those tea money given by the wealthy households, so what is there to expect? If you can invite those real apprentices, you will be satisfied, anyway, the Taoist priests in the Tibetan Wind Temple have real skills, almost almost."

Because it was already the third watch, some people who wanted to go to the market to sell goods simply got up. Anyway, they were going to go out at the fourth watch, and the village began to become lively.

The village chief is old, so it doesn't matter.When he got home, the old wife was still crying over the dog's dead body.

The eldest son of the village chief took some firewood and prepared to go to the village to build a fire outside the village in the morning, burn the corpse, and then dig a hole for a proper burial.But it is very embarrassing for the big hole in the roof.

Mo Li naturally said that he had repaired the roof and could stay and help.

The eldest son of the village chief was suspicious, because Mo Li didn't look like someone who could do rough work.

Fortunately, every household has some reserves of things like tiles and bricks, especially in winter, so they have to be remedied in time to prevent any air leakage.The village chief's family is not so poor that they can't open the pot, and the tiles in stock are only half-old and not new, but they can still be used.

The ink carp didn't want to attract attention, so he used the ladder of the village chief's house and fished out a certain gerbil on his calf as soon as he got on the roof.

He walked very awkwardly this way, but he still pretended to be nonchalant.

Mo Li couldn't blame Meng Qi, after all, the gerbil was holding it obediently, neither moving nor climbing up.The calf is just like the elbow, it can't be called a sensitive area, just bear it and it will pass.

The gerbil used its paws to pull the fur on its body slowly and straighten it out.

Meng Qi had a guess about the thief's identity, but now he was trapped in the appearance of a gerbil, unable to speak, so he patiently watched Mo Li repairing the roof.

The hole is not small, but not serious.

Because the beams are not broken.

Mo Li moved the broken tiles to the side, and then patched them up piece by piece, quickly and well.

When he was in Qimao Mountain in the early years, the mountain temple where Qin Lu lived with Mo Li was in disrepair for a long time, and it would leak from time to time. After the Mo Carp was a little older and could jump up and down with light work, he went to the roof to repair it by himself.

Qin Lu was sure that his apprentice would not fall off, so he let him go.

If a disciple has something to do, repairing a roof is nothing.

Later, Doctor Mo practiced medicine in Zhushan County, and found that half of those who broke their arms and legs were caused by climbing the roof of the house. That kind of naughty child is fine. The gold queen will take a look at the roof situation by the way. Basically, it is a small problem of loose tiles or shifted positions. Anyway, the ink carp has been repaired with a little effort.

A big hole like this probably needs to be found by a mason.

Pingzhou is no better than Yongzhou, where the wind and snow are heavy, and the house can barely support it.

Mo Li came up to take a look, and knew that the village head's family used to have some property. The house was built very solidly, and the beams were thick. These tiles are enough for laying them on, and there is no need for additional repairs.

The village head's son climbed up the ladder to hand over the tiles, and he even lit a lantern because he was afraid that the ink carp would not be able to see it in the dark.

Mo Li waved his hand and said no, looked up and saw a woman holding a baby in the courtyard next door looking this way, and found that the son of the village chief was also climbing the ladder, the woman hurriedly avoided into the house.

Mo Li continued to inquire about Zangfengguan, and the son of the village elder spoke more directly, and did not have as many taboos as the village chief.

It turns out that the Taoist chief that the village said was not from the original temple of Zangfengguan, but a small Taoist temple near Qiong County, called Qingfengguan, which is called Qingfengguan by the disciples of Zangfengguan.

This is the style of the Jianghu sect. The only people that ordinary people or Jianghu people with insufficient status can get in touch with are outer disciples.

Inner sect disciples can get the true biography, while outer sect disciples learn superficially, mainly doing some errands for the sect to make money.

After hearing this, Mo Li knew that it would be useless to arrest such a Taoist priest who robbed the villagers of their money. He didn't know any secrets at all.

The strange thing is, if this is the case, why do thieves always come to pick up the roof?

Mo Li finished repairing the roof, and before dawn, there was already smoke rising from the village.

This day is the first day of February, and the next day is the Rain Prayer Festival. Although Taoist priests will not be invited, there are still matters to be done.So the villagers started to get busy early, some went to the market, and some stayed in the ancestral hall to handle chores.

The thief who fainted was tied up at the ancestral hall, with seven or eight men guarding him.

Seeing that the roof had been repaired, the eldest son of the village chief touched his head, thanked Mo Li awkwardly, and then went to the ancestral hall.

The gerbil followed and slipped away, and Mo Li wanted to stop it, but he couldn't catch the mouse under the eyes of the village chief's family, so he could only let him go.

The village head insisted on staying with Moli for one more day, saying that he didn't sleep well at night and it was difficult to travel during the day.

Mo Li originally wanted to find out information from the thief, so he readily agreed.

After entering the house, Doctor Mo packed his bags again. The golden silk armor that almost caused trouble was still on the bottom layer. Then he began to wonder if the village chief's family heard the thief's scream last night.

The sound was not small, and the night was quiet.

Probably heard it, just didn't know what a "golden thread" was.

These days, most people speak a strong dialect. Unless they really know that it is a golden silk armor, or only money is left in their hearts, they don't think of the word "golden silk" so quickly.

The size of the courtyard is not small, and the neighbors who are only separated by a courtyard wall may hear it more clearly than the village head who lives in the main house.

Mo Li looked in that direction thoughtfully.

If I remember correctly, it was the house of Xiaowa who was crying so hard. I saw it when the roof was being repaired just now.

Children from poor families are at this age, and their clothes are casual, because babies grow up fast, and they have a different style every month, and the folks have a custom of wearing a hundred clothes. Even though patches are common all over the body, ink carp is not too care.

When I saw this little baby's family yesterday, his clothes were normal, why did he wear such shabby clothes when he stayed at home?

The house next door is not small, and it is not dilapidated. At least it was repaired a few years ago, which shows that it was a passable life.

A person's family suddenly runs out of money, but he is afraid that others will find out that apart from saving face, there is something unspeakable.

In addition, there are only three types of things that emptied the family in a short period of time: encountering disasters and thieves, falling into a serious illness, and being addicted to gambling and whoring.

Although the disaster is serious, even if the smallest home is stolen, it cannot be hidden from others, and there is no need to hide it, so it cannot be the first type.Every household in this village has the habit of drying and selling herbal medicines, and they should all know some pharmacology. If they are seriously ill and their family fortunes are ruined due to ineffective treatment, the villagers will also know about it.

So that's the last category left?

Mo Li was a little unsure, what if the woman just wore a rag?

Just as he was thinking, there was movement from the window.

The chubby gerbil struggled to get in through the crack of the window, and two of its hairs were shaved off.

Mo Li hurriedly dug out his clothes from the luggage, closed the door again, and turned around, there was already one more person in the room.

Meng Qi put on his clothes slowly, and raised his eyebrows when he saw Mo Li.

Mo Li's eyes lingered on Meng Qi's chest and abdomen for a long time, until the latter pulled up his single clothes.

"What's the matter, doctor?" Meng Qi asked knowingly.

The gerbil's paws have experienced that the doctor's physique is relatively thin.

Because the appearance of the transformation is fixed, there is only a difference in age, and they can't even change if they are fat or thin, because in essence they will not grow old, everything is based on the current appearance, so I want to become a sweeper It is impossible for the black tower man of Qianjun.

Meng Qi is very satisfied with his "human" appearance, relatively speaking, Mo Li is not as good as that.

Using oneself to judge others, Meng Guoshi thought that the doctor might be envious of himself.

Ink Carp: "..."

When Meng Guoshi is hard to guess, it is difficult to distinguish between emotions and anger, but when it is easy to guess, the answer is almost written on his face.

Expect him to be envious?

Oh, what is he envious of?Are you envious of the gerbil's flesh?

The ink carp would rather have a thinner body than a fat fish in its original form, especially the kind of fat carp that foolishly eats itself fat, resulting in a small head and a large body, whose body width is five times that of the head.

Of course, Mo Li would not tell the truth directly, he pointed with his hand:

"I was thinking, you lost two hairs just now."

Meng Qi turned his head stiffly, and sure enough, he found the hair stuck in the gap of the window lattice.

"I left this gap on purpose. I think it should be enough. I didn't expect...Brother Meng, it's all my fault." Mo Li said with pretended regret.

Meng Qi was speechless.

Mo Li made a joke, and felt that enough was enough, so he resumed his manner of a gentle gentleman, and asked seriously, "Where did that thief come from?"

"He has very high lightness kungfu, and he has a lot of experience in the world. He was almost escaped by him last night, so I have a guess. Do you still remember the thief who stole the golden silk armor from some villa?"

"You mean Li Kong'er?" Mo Li had a good memory, and he asked in surprise, "Isn't he dead?"

"It may be his apprentice, it may be his fellow sect, or it may be him himself. When he saw the golden silk armor last night, he immediately blurted out. Ordinary people must be stunned for a while when they see such treasures?"

Mo Li didn't agree with Meng Qi's statement, and he put forward another opinion: "Maybe this person came here for the golden silk armor, just like us, I heard that Qingwu Patriarch used Qi Chaolong's veins, and dug up other places. After hearing the rumors about Emperor Li’s Mausoleum and the Jinsijia Jianghu, I suspect that this is a plot by Patriarch Qingwu, so I speculate that the missing Jinsijia is in the hands of Patriarch Qingwu.”

There is a spiritual cave near this village, and it is so obvious that anyone can see it.

Hearing that there was something asking for rain on the roof, the thief started.

Although Mo Li suspected that the Taoist priest had put something superfluous in the box, he never thought that there was any valuable treasure. After all, this was the roof of someone else's house, and it wasn't that nobody noticed in the mud at the bottom of the river.

Otherwise, what is the difference with sending money?

Although alchemists are hateful, they are not so stupid, right?

"We have to figure this out, I have a bad feeling." Mo Li said with a frown.

Meng Qi was not surprised, he already knew the doctor very well, and he knew that Mo Li didn't care how many people he helped, let alone talk about these things, he just did it from the heart and did it when he thought of it.

"The thief is awake?"

"Woke up, the acupoints have not been solved, but he refused to say anything." Meng Qi leaned on the bed without wearing a coat, and said lazily, "He wants to wait until the acupoints are opened to escape, but at least it will be in the afternoon. It’s over, now you can go to sleep first.”

"Go to sleep, I'll take a look outside the village."

Mo Li stood up while speaking, but was grabbed by Meng Qi.

"The doctor can't do everything, isn't there me?"

"..."

Mo Li looked at him, sat down really, and said casually, "I think the family next door has some problems, you will help me find out later."

Meng Qi readily agreed.

So the gerbil got out of the window again and ran away.

No shedding this time.

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