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The old men cried like this.

Ling Zhan cried for a while, wiped away his tears and said: "Mr. Zezhi, I am not like this usually. There is no outsider here, so I can't control my emotions."

Zhao Rongan took out the spare towel beside the bed and handed it over, saying, "Mr. Ling Zhan, I didn't intend to be abrupt."

Ling Zhan shook his head and said: "Mr. Zezhi speaks seriously. This matter is my son's fate. You have great supernatural powers. It's good to ask you to listen to me and help me."

It turned out that within 20 years of Zhao Rongan's previous death and disappearance, Ling Chu led the world of cultivating immortals to seal the cracks in the dead air, and the entire world of cultivating immortals redeveloped.

But just three years ago, the crack of dead air revived, and the information of "Wuyou" under Ling Chu's command showed that there was an anomaly in Cangqi Villa at first.Several waves of Wuyou spies were dispatched one after another, but the information they got was very little, as if a blind man could not piece together a complete piece of information.

So God of War Ling Xi received an order to investigate the territory of Cangqi Mountain Villa. He first chose to settle in a village in Cangqi Mountain Villa where the power of the two major clans intersected. There is no jurisdiction, and it is very suitable for mixing in and inquiring about it.

However, in order to sneak in, Ling Xi covered up all traces of himself, and neither his father Ling Zhan could know his whereabouts, and only received summons and reports from Ling Xi every once in a while.

Suddenly one day, in the middle of the interrogation, there was no news after more than a month. Ling Zhan felt that something was wrong, so he immediately reported to Ling Chu and sent 'Wuyou' to search for people in the village where Ling Xi had infiltrated.

The one who went there was Zhu Mengxi, the leader of 'Wuyou'. Her illusion skills had already been perfected at that time. Under perfect conditions, Ling Chu could hardly tell the truth from the fake.

Zhu Mengxi searched for someone alone, and after half a month, he really brought back the god of war Ling Xi.But the Ling Xi she brought back was a dead puppet.

The strange thing is that although Ling Xi was made into a puppet, his heartbeat was still beating weakly, and his brain was not destroyed, more like falling into an endless deep sleep.

Seeing that his son had become like this, Ling Zhan was in pain, but no one in the upper management of Shenling knew how to treat this kind of death energy. Ling Zhan even went to learn medicine himself, but there was still nothing he could do.In desperation, he had no choice but to put him in the Chengshi Pavilion, and transport his life to his heart every day to hang him.

After three years like this, it became a sore spot in Ling Chu and Ling Zhan's hearts that could not be mentioned.

"I know a person, maybe there is a way." Zhao Rongan listened carefully, and his words were surprising.

Ling Zhan's eyes lit up: "Who is it? I'll find him right away!"

Zhao Rongan looked at the brothers of the Ling family in front of him, and said seriously: "A swordsman, but I have to see him alone."

Ling Zhan immediately agreed: "No problem, I'll invite you right away!"

Ling Chu stroked his chin and asked, "But Mu Qi?"

Zhao Rongan nodded.

Ling Zhan knew everything at first glance, and immediately filled with joy, he asked someone to prepare an ultimatum.

"Please let me write the content of the document." Zhao Rongan said again.

"Ok, Ok!"

64. Puppet Resurrection

Little friend Muqi:

Yizhou has been away for more than a month, and I am grateful for your kindness in helping each other.Now I have reached the inner city of Shenling, everything is safe, thank you again.

At present, all the preparations for the Ten Thousand Fa Pavilion in Shenling City are quite busy, and they are also very lively. Your Excellency is hereby invited to attend the meeting.Patriarch Ling Chu already knew about this invitation, everything was well prepared, and no one would be disrespectful to Your Excellency.

In addition, when I was at Rinxu Mountain, I heard that your Excellency was looking for a benefactor.Now I have encountered a situation similar to your benefactor's situation. I don't know the art of death qi and Yin, and I still need your help.

This is rare, and it may be helpful for you to find someone.

The token of Shenling City has been sent along with the document. Please come to Shenling City, my friend Mu Qi, I am very grateful!

Zhao Rongan

After Mu Qi read the document, he fumbled for the Shenling City Order that came with him. He didn't think for a long time, and immediately packed his luggage, and went to Shenling with his sword.

Shenling City is the only city that Mu Qi never dared to approach in the past three years.That is the core of the Ling family, and it is also a natural gathering place for life and vitality. There, dead monks can easily be discovered by Ling family disciples and locked into the formation.

And Mu Qi's benefactor has already been made into a deadly puppet by him, if he really appeared in Shenling, then of course, he would have been discovered long ago.So for such a long time, Shenling City has been classified by Mu Xi as the most dangerous and least necessary place to go. Maybe he will go to Shenling for the final verification when he has traveled all over the world but has no results.

But now, his good friend Zhao Rongan said that he encountered a situation similar to his benefactor in Shenling City.So this trip, he must go.

Mu Qi's obsession is too strong, he no longer cares whether Zhao Rong'an said that Wan Quan's reception preparations are really safe, and he doesn't want to think about whether Zhao Rong'an will really protect himself if he is really exposed.He just wanted to find the person in his heart, for whom he had lived since the day he was rescued.

The swordsman hid his white hair carefully, and put on his best clothes - a Taoist gown prepared for him by the Wang family when he was in Rinxu Mountain.

For three days, Mu Qi Yujian walked to the sky above Shenling City, seeing the golden clouds and mist swirling beneath his feet, filling the city with life, he felt extremely depressed.

The swordsman protected his body with sword energy, carefully restrained his death energy, swooped down, and landed steadily at the main entrance of the inner city of Shenling.

When the gatekeeper disciples of Shenling saw strangers coming and going, they immediately stopped them with their axes.

Mu Qi showed no fear on his face, and held the order of God Lingcheng to show it.When the gatekeeper saw the patriarch's order, he immediately put on a smile.But because of the unknown origin of this person, he didn't dare to let him in immediately, so he asked Mu Qi to wait at the door, and someone reported to the city with an order.

Mu Xi waited for a while, and saw someone from the Shinto rushing towards the main entrance from a distance.The man was so fast that none of the attendants and disciples following him could keep up with him.

In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of Mu Qi.This person with jade crown and white face is Ling Zhan.When he thought that the young man in front of him might have saved his son, he wished he could immediately welcome him in.

"But Mr. Mu Qi?" Ling Zhan tried his best to restrain himself, trying to be gentle, not wanting to scare the other party with his urgency.

"I'm here, Mu Qi, at the invitation of my friend Zhao Rong'an." In fact, Mu Qi was also very anxious, he really wanted to know who Zhao Rong'an said was similar to his benefactor.

Ling Zhan held back his excitement, took Mu Qi's hand and walked forward, and said as he walked, "Mr. Mu saw that a hero was born as a boy, and Mr. Zezhi is in the Wuming Hall. I will take you there now and have a good rest." , to talk about the past."

Ling Zhan kept on stepping as he spoke, and looked at the young man beside him. He saw that this young man was handsome, upright, and well-behaved.He was dressed plainly, and a long sword behind his back added a bit of heroism.Seeing this, Ling Zhan couldn't help but think, this child is so talented, it would be great if he came from the Ling family...

Mu Qi was a little flattered, he had never been received so warmly in his life, and he didn't know whether to say 'thank you for your hospitality' or 'you're welcome'.

The two of them just entered the Unnamed Hall. According to the usual practice, they are not direct descendants of the Ling family. To enter the main hall, they need to walk blindfolded and walk through the phantom formation in front of the hall.

Ling Zhan picked out a piece of blue soft silk to cover Mu Qi's eyes, performed the blinding spell himself, and led Mu Qi to walk slowly.

The disciples of the Ling family nearby were stunned when they saw such high-level treatment.After all, Ling Zhan was also the second in command of Shen Lingcheng, and usually this kind of thing was done by the direct disciples of the Ling family.

Ling Zhan led the people into the main hall, went to the other side's blindfold, and Mu Qi saw Ling Chu and Zhao Rong'an.

"Mu Qi, you're here, sit here." Ling Chu let him take a seat with a smile, and the food, tea and wine were all ready.

Zhao Rongan didn't see Mu Qi for some days, and he missed him a little, so he sat him down and said, "You know Patriarch Ling Chu, this is Patriarch Ling Zhan."

Only then did Mu Qi realize that it was the deputy city lord of Shenling City who was leading him, so he felt even more embarrassed, so he sat down and got up to thank him.

Seeing the simplicity of this child, Ling Zhan was also happy in his heart, and came over with a smile to tell Mu Qi not to see outsiders.

"Brother Zhao, since there are all trustworthy people here, I also asked directly. I came here to meet the person you mentioned, where is it?"

Before Zhao Rong'an could answer, Ling Zhan took the first step to hold Mu Qi's hand, and hurriedly said: "That's my son, he is now in Chengshi Pavilion, Mr. Mu, why don't you take a break before going." Ling Zhan I really want to say that we should go there now, and considering that this is the first time I meet someone, I need to ask for help, so I should not be too anxious.

"I'm not tired, let's go now." Mu Qi used his sword energy to hide his death energy, but he was in a hurry now, and he just wanted to prove it quickly.

Seeing that the two of them were covering up their anxiety in a serious manner, Ling Chu felt helpless, and immediately said, "Let's go now."

"Okay." The two said in unison, very tacit understanding.

After Ling Xi was made into a puppet, he exuded death energy and could not be placed in the Wanfa Pavilion. Ling Chu and Ling Zhan had to open up a floor in the Chengshi Pavilion where Ling's ancestors were enshrined. Ling Xi placed it inside.

As soon as Mu Qi entered this special layer, he felt that the life that had been suppressing him had disappeared. He breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew the sword energy.

There is a screen at the entrance of this floor, Zhao Rongan accompanied him around, and saw the indoor situation.

There is very little furniture on this floor, only a wide flat bed and a low cabinet.In the cabinet were Ling Zhan's medicines and equipment to keep his son's life alive, and Ling Xi himself was lying on the bed.

Ling Xi was only in his twenties, and it was at the prime of his youth, but the skin of the sleeping puppet's body had already turned blue-black.Ling Xi's upper body was exceptionally muscular, and some dark spots could be seen on the bare skin, which were corpse lines formed by the condensed death energy.

The moment Mu Qi saw Ling Xi, he knelt down straight.

Seeing Mu Qi's violent reaction, Zhao Rong'an immediately understood that Ling Xi was the benefactor Mu Qi had been looking for, and also a puppet made by Mu Qi.

There was no deadly life in this room for him to contend with, but Mu Qi was so sad that he was unable to stand up, and could only stumble and walk over on his knees.Trembling and speechless, he burst into tears, grabbed Ling Xi's lifeless hand on the bed, and channeled the dead energy into his body.

While crying, he confirmed the state of Ling Xi's current body, and found that in the past three years, the other party's body had been completely rigid. living puppet.

Zhao Rong'an saw Mu Qi's face getting more and more ugly, and his heart was in a bad mood, so he hurriedly asked, "Can my nephew Ling Xi be treated?"

Mu Qi talked about the current difficult situation, and said shyly: "I made this living puppet, it is not difficult to undo the death energy spell, but he has been in this situation for three years, and his physical vitality will be completely lost. , besides, he himself is fatally wounded..."

Zhao Rong'an thought for a while, and said, "Then what if someone treats him while you revoke the death energy technique?"

When Mu Xi heard this, he regained his energy immediately, and hurriedly said: "Then you can give it a try!"

Zhao Rong'an was afraid that Ling Zhan would know that his son was made a puppet by Mu Qi, so he would have some opinions on Mu Qi, so he didn't elaborate, but only called Ling Chu and Ling Zhan to help them, saying that there was a way.

Zhao Rong'an explained the principle of treatment, and added: "Ling Chu, I am weak now, you send me energy and I will perform healing techniques. Brother Zhan, please protect the three of us."

After some preparations, everyone is in his place, ready to do something.

I saw Mu Qi holding a sword formula with one hand and a long sword with the other, the sword pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and the Taoist robe automatically made a sound of hunting without wind.

For the first time, Zhao Rong'an intuitively felt Mu Qi's power at such a close distance.The sword energy all over his body surged, and the dead energy in his body was gathered at the tip of the sword, which was pressed into Ling Xi's skull one by one, and then started from Ling Xi's head, pulling out the puppet restriction imposed three years ago little by little.

Zhao Rong'an didn't dare to be careless, as the death energy restraint on Ling Xi's body was taken away, he hurriedly infused it with vitality, Ling Chu was behind him to supply it continuously, and he only concentrated on repairing Ling Xi's body.

Ling Xi's injury three years ago was in the waist and abdomen, and it was not difficult for Zhao Rongan to repair.The treatment lasted for half a day, and Ling Xi has been restored from a puppet to a normal human being.

Ling Xi's self-cultivation is excellent, once his body recovers, the aura in his body will start to function, and in half a day, a simple life cycle has been established.

The person who had been sleeping for many years opened his dry eyelids, rolled his eyeballs with difficulty, adapted to the light, and then slowly turned sideways to sit up.

The moment Ling Zhan saw his son wake up, he burst into tears and thanked God ten thousand times in his heart. He couldn't believe that what he expected had happened.

Seeing that his son was about to get up, he immediately rushed over to support Ling Xi in two or three steps, but he was afraid that his hands would be too heavy, so he supported him on the back instead, and carefully let him sit up. His heart ached for his son, and he couldn't help muttering: "Xi'er, what's wrong with you? Do you want to drink water when you sit up? Or do you want to eat something? My father will ask someone to make it for you right away."

Ling Xi didn't answer, but only looked at Mu Qi who hastily retracted his sword and his tears were still wet.

Asked: "Who are you?"

65. Unknown

Looking at the swordsman in front of him, Ling Xi couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

Zhao Rong'an was very surprised, Mu Qi had been looking for Ling Xi for so many years, did they not know each other?

Or was Ling Xi's memory sealed just like her own?

But looking at Mu Qi's expression, he wasn't surprised at all, but felt that something was unusual, which was incomprehensible.

Ling Zhan was obviously also frightened. He even thought that his son had suffered a serious illness and his mind was broken. He even asked tentatively, "Xi'er, who do you think I am?"

Ling Xi looked at Ling Zhan strangely and said, "You are my father."

"What about him?" Ling Zhan pointed to Ling Chu.

"Uncle Lingchu."

Ling Zhan was bored and muttered: "This brain is fine."

Ling Xi had just recovered, and everyone was afraid of irritating the patient, so they checked Ling Xi's body first, and asked him to return to his residence in Shenling City to recuperate.

Ling Xi's residence is called "Lingxi". It was built by Ling Chu when he was 15 years old. Ling Xi was a martial artist. The residence is next to the martial arts field in Shenling City. On weekdays, when Ling Xi's disciples come and go, they often pass by Ling Xi's residence. in front of the door.

In recent days, disciples of the Ling family have seen a young man with a sword standing not far from "Consonance" for a whole day.

Knowing about this, Zhao Rongan ran to talk to Mu Qi: "If you're worried about him and want to know how he's recovering, go in and have a look."

Mu Qi shook his head and said, "It's because of me that he encountered such a thing, I dare not go to see him."

Mu Qi's character is a bit paranoid, and he always has some inexplicable persistence. Zhao Rong'an knows him, and he doesn't force it. Instead, he comes to accompany him from time to time, and talks to Mu Qi.

But whenever Zhao Rongan and Mu Qi stayed together for a long time, Ling Chu would always come to pull Zhao Rongan away.Since Ling Chu found out that Zhao Rong'an could use his vitality, he researched a new formation to let Zhao Rongan use Ling Chu's vitality to repair himself, so he came to urge him every day.

That day, as soon as Ling Chu took Zhao Rong'an away, the door of Ling Xi's residence opened. Mu Qi stared nervously at the door, and saw Ling Xi who had initially recovered came out.

Ling Xi has put back on his old clothes and turned back into the best nobleman in Shenling City.

Ling Xi walked to the martial arts arena familiarly, and Mu Qi followed from afar.

The disciples in the martial arts arena saw Ling Xi crowding over, and someone asked with a smile: "Brother Ling Xi, you have been in retreat for so long, and I haven't seen you for three years. Are you stronger?" Or maybe the relationship is better, Let him teach some spell skills next time.

Ling Xi usually doesn't like to talk, and his expression is as stiff as a stone, but he is very popular.

Mu Xi knows that Ling Xi actually has a gentle personality, like a warm sun that can shine on others.

Ling Xi slept for too long, and even though he had been awake for several days, he still felt a little stiff. He took a sword and weighed it, and played for a while, exercising his muscles and bones.

Ling Xi is highly talented, he practices hard, and has outstanding abilities. Even if he doesn't exert energy, he still dances his sword like a gust of wind.

After a dance, Ling Xi only felt happy and dripping, and missed the feeling of fighting very much.At this moment, he noticed Mu Qi under the martial arts arena.

He had seen this person just after waking up, and he seemed to be very familiar, but he couldn't remember it, he just thought he should know him.Ling Xi had a simple idea. Seeing that the other party was also carrying a long sword, he stepped off the stage to invite a sword competition.

Mu Qi became nervous when Ling Xi walked towards him, and when the other party actually stood in front of him, his mind was blank and he didn't know how to greet him.

"This fairy friend, I am also good at long swords, do you want to learn from each other?" Ling Xi asked him.

"I..." Mu Qi was so nervous that his tongue got a little knotted.

"Fairy friend?"

"Yes!" Mu Qi finally straightened his tongue

The two went to the martial arts stage and made simple preparations.The surrounding disciples of the Ling family hadn't seen Master Ling Xi's swordsmanship for a long time, and they were all extremely excited.

Knowing that Ling Xi hadn't healed, Mu Xi was afraid of hurting him, so he sealed the sword energy and death energy himself, and decided to use only ordinary sword skills.

Seeing that the other party only wanted to practice swordsmanship, Ling Xi remained calm and self-confident.

Mu Qi took a deep breath, and quickly drew out his sword.

Ling Xi saw the iron sword with a wooden handle displayed by the other party, and felt even more familiar.

"Please enlighten me!" Mu Qi raised his sword and struck.

Ling Xi is the God of War of the Ling family, and he is the No. 1 in the Ling family in terms of swordsmanship. His sword moves as fast as a shadow.

And Mu Qi also practiced Cangqi swordsmanship since he was a child, and swinging a sword is already a natural ability. When he stabs with the sword for the first time, he forgets everything.

Both of them are masters of swordsmanship, and when they toss and turn, the afterimage is flowing, how can it be called a wonderful one.There were still disciples shouting in the audience at first, but after a while they all held their breath to watch this rare sparring battle.

The fight lasted for a whole day, and Ling Xi's physical strength was exhausted after all. Mu Xi saw that the other party was weakening, so he immediately jumped off the field, reasoning that he still had to do it first.

Ling Xi couldn't see that the other party let him go, he was grateful in his heart, and didn't say anything, and shouted from a distance: "Meng Qi, let's fight again next time."

Mu Xi was stunned for a moment, this name was so familiar, Ling Xi finally remembered who he was.

The other party didn't remember his face, but remembered his most proud swordsmanship, so what's the regret?

Mu Qi hurriedly waved his hand to signal that he heard it, bit his lower lip and ran forward, his vision was a little blurred, he didn't know when he was so capable of crying like a big man.

Mu Qi's residence was arranged in Chengshi Pavilion, just where Ling Xi's puppet was placed before, and it was isolated from living there, which happened to be transformed to entertain Mu Qi.

Zhao Rongan was finally released by Ling Chu after recuperating that day. He cared about Mu Qi, so he went into Chengshi Pavilion alone with the Lingcheng Order to look for him.

As soon as he walked into the room, he saw Mu Qi was wiping his sword, and the baggage around him had been packed, as if he was about to leave.

"Mu Qi, where are you going?"

Mu Qi saw that it was Zhao Rong'an who came, and hurried to greet him: "Brother Zhao, my wish is over, and I have nothing to do if I stay here. I want to travel around Shenling City for a few days. When the test of Wanfa Pavilion starts, I will Come back and look at yours. Of course, if you need any help from me, please feel free to call me.”

Mu Qi was so sensible that it made people feel distressed, Zhao Rongan was speechless for a moment.

Mu Qi has always known Zhao Rongan's concern for Mu Qi, and he has already regarded Zhao Rongan as a reliable brother in his heart.Looking at the other party's eyes full of reluctance, he also wanted to find something to talk about, so as to dilute the parting emotion.

"Brother Zhao, I seldom chat with people, and I don't know what to say. The encounter between me and Master Ling Xi is quite legendary, so I can tell you an interesting story."

Zhao Rong'an pulled Mu Qi to sit down, and said, "Speak, I will be your most loyal listener."

66. Front dust

The disciple of Cangqi Mountain Villa, Mu Qi, who is over 16 years old, fled to Cangqi Mountain.

Cangqi disciples can enter the WTO at the age of 16. After a series of procedures, the villa will give a generous travel fee.But before going through the formalities, one must pass the competition among the disciples in the sect. Unfortunately, Mu Qi drew lots to be the sect master's direct disciple, Mu Shoubie.

Mu Qi's status in Cangqi Mountain Villa is extremely low, Mu Shoubie is arrogant, and he is not angry to fight against this inferior disciple. .

Afterwards, Mu Xi felt that his practice of death energy might be exposed, so he ran away with only his meager savings.

The owner of Cangqi Mountain Villa felt that it was strange that Mu Xi was able to defeat his direct disciple Mu Shoubie, so he sent people to investigate on the same day and found traces of death in Mu Xi's bedroom, and was immediately furious.But this is a scandal and cannot be publicized, and Mu Qi is no longer in Cangqi Villa at this moment, so there is no trace of him, so he can only be expelled from Cangqi Villa in the name of his misbehavior.

Mu Qi went to Cangqi Mountain that day, and then went to the nearest town to buy ordinary clothes, changed into the clothes of Cangqi Mountain Villa, and ran away without a trace.

As a young man who first debuted, he didn't know what the outside world was like. He just felt that the four words "Wandering the World" were read in the book, and he was going to venture into the world of cultivating immortals alone.

Mu Qi walked along the She River all the way, and when he arrived at a town on the edge of the She River half a month later, he was penniless, so Mu Qi had no choice but to stop here for a while.

His Cangqi swordsmanship is too recognizable to be used.Simply Cangqi Mountain Villa pays attention to literary education, and Mu Xixue's good handwriting, just happened to be recruiting a ghostwriter in the village, so he signed up to help the people write some letters to earn money.

When Mu Qi was in Meng's house when he was young, he was forced to do some dirty work, so he was slightly obsessed with cleanliness.But at this moment, among the peasants and artisans, he can only blacken his face and hide his face.

This village belongs to the Meng family, and the Meng mansion and the Xiao mansion are related by marriage. Ever since the Xiao mansion offended Qian Shanxue, the world has kept making it half dead, and even the Meng mansion has begun to decline.

So Mu Qi made up a set of origins, saying that he was an old servant of the Meng family, the seventh in the family, and his name was Meng Qi.Because the Meng family was poor, he was sent out to make a living. Literacy was learned in the Meng family.

It's a pity that Mu Qi was originally the second young master of the Meng family, but he couldn't live a day as a young master, and now he can only use an alias in his family's territory, what a cruel fate.

Mu Qi got a shelter temporarily, without cynicism, without dodging in front of others, even though he lived a miserable life, he was comfortable and at ease, and suddenly he felt that it would be good to live like this forever.

Mu Qi's ghostwriting booth is very close to She Jiang, and you can always see dock workers coming and going to carry goods.

Mu Xi noticed that one of these workers was very special, he was obviously ordinary in appearance, but he had an extraordinary spirit, and he clearly carried goods like everyone else, and Mu Xi always felt that what he did was easier than others.

Where is it different from others?Mu Xi thought about it carefully, this worker seemed to like to do good deeds, and he seemed to help others when he saw difficulties.

At the same time, the porter also noticed that Mu Qi had been watching him.This person was Ling Xi who came here to investigate the dead spirit.

It was reported that there was death in this place, and the investigation organization 'Wuyou' under Ling Chu's command returned to Shenling in vain.Ling Xi was born not afraid of the erosion of death energy, so he asked for orders to come.

Ling Xi used illusion to disguise his original appearance, claiming to be a farmer in the territory of the royal family. Because of his upright personality, he was suppressed by the governor of his jurisdiction in his hometown, so he came to Cangqi Mountain Villa to seek a way out.Because I ran out of money, I came to do odd jobs at the dock temporarily.

Ling Xi didn't rush forward, he moved goods by the Shejiang River every day, mixed with the workers, and gradually integrated into it.This was the tenth day since he came here, and it was also the third day that the strange ghostwriter had peeped at him. Although his actions were very secretive, Ling Xi still found out.

The searching eyes were not threatening, but more curious. Ling Xi preliminarily judged that he was not an enemy, so he didn't know, and waited for the follow-up.

Due to the weakening of the Meng family, the law and order in this village near the river is relatively chaotic. Not only the formations and utensils used in agriculture cannot be maintained and replaced, but the town stewards often increase taxes privately.

This day, the town sent people to raise taxes again.

Before the tax collector arrived, the person in charge at the pier had already started to drive people to gather with money.

Mu Qi was small and short, especially among the tall dock workers, he was always pushed and shoved, and he was not good at using spells, so he could only suffer silently.Seeing his difficulty, Ling Xi couldn't bear it, and stood in front of him to block him.

Ling Xi was tall, and as soon as he blocked it, a shadow fell, Mu Qi looked up and saw the worker named Wang Mo, and was surprised.

When he was on Cangqi Mountain, some disciples of the same school deliberately showed their favor and then teased him severely. Therefore, Mu Qi didn't like to be favored by others. He took a few steps back to distance himself. Appreciate.

Seeing Ling Xi, he frowned, and couldn't care less about him.

The area under the jurisdiction of the person in charge is used to being arrogant on weekdays, bossing people to line up to pay the money, Mu Qi heard someone cursing in a low voice, the person in charge heard it, and whipped him over, and the person let out a ouch Hiding to the side, the whip tail was about to sweep over Mu Qi's body, Mu Qi swept it out of the corner of his eye, and pushed the whip tail away with his fingers.

The manager was in a hurry to urge the tax, but he didn't pay attention to whether the whip swept anyone, so he went to the back cursing.But Ling Xi clearly saw Mu Qi's technique, it was a one-finger sword move.

Now Mu Qi is no longer a dispensable observer in Ling Xi's heart, but has become a suspicious person who appears dead here.

But the young Mu Xi deliberately concealed his strength, and Ling Xi couldn't see the depth, so he wanted to investigate the situation later.

The Meng family was down and out, and the little stewards wanted to squeeze out some value in the end, so the tax collection this time was ruthless.The tax collector sent by the town manager turned out to be a casual cultivator. Many people were resentful and dissatisfied. They were frightened by the tax collector's beating, so they had to obediently take money to keep safe.

Mu Qi didn't want to cause trouble, but the meager savings he had accumulated in the past few days were not enough.He frowned, ready to be beaten.

When Ling Xi saw that this suspicious kid was frowning because of the meager tax money, it didn't seem like someone was instigating him behind him, and the doubts in his heart were dispelled again.

The tax collector was about to come to their side, Ling Xi sighed and walked over, slipping a little money while no one was paying attention.

Mu Qi looked at the extra money in his hand, and was about to return it, but found that the worker Wang Mo had already walked away.Mu Xi's heart beat violently, it was the first time that he was actually rescued by someone.

After the tax collection is over, Mu Qi has no money again.Simply, the most frequent expropriation is more than a month apart, and Mu Qi plans to leave here before the next expropriation.

67. Seeing a Gentleman

After the tax was collected, life became more stressful, fewer people came to the wharf to post letters, the ghostwriting stalls were deserted, and the money they received was very little, and Mu Qi could only eat one steamed bun every day.

Mu Qi's cultivation is still far from that of Bigu, and he is already considering going elsewhere in advance.

The workers at the dock obviously didn't have enough to eat. Some people fainted from starvation today, and the worker named Wang Mo gave them his own food.

'What a bad guy. 'Mu Xi couldn't understand Wang Mo's behavior, maybe he couldn't even eat enough himself.

"Xiao Mister, can you write a letter for me?" The stall was rarely visited by people, and Mu Qi immediately cheered up to receive him: "Old lady, what do you want to write?"

"It's for my daughter-in-law and grandson."

The old woman’s son died of death a few years ago. Her daughter-in-law took her 13-year-old grandson out to beg for a living, and sent money back to the two old men every year. This month, the old man passed away. After the funeral, the old woman wanted to write to them Let me know.

Mu Qi finished writing carefully, the old woman picked it up, looked at it and smiled, "Young man's handwriting is really beautiful, but unfortunately I can't understand it. How much does it cost?"

Mu Qi originally wanted to talk about a copper coin, but saw that the old woman's clothes were worn out and had been mended in many places, and thought that her wife had just died, so she said, "Old woman, I don't accept money today, you can send it quickly."

The old woman was overjoyed immediately.

But at this moment, the man passing by heard that no money will be charged, and immediately squeezed over and said, "No money today? Then write one for me."

Mu Xi was not good at eloquent arguments, so he had to bite the bullet and write a letter for nothing.

The old woman frowned while watching, but she didn't dare to provoke the man because he was strong and strong, so she had to turn around and leave.

That man was greedy for cheap, he wrote one and asked for another one, Mu Xi felt depressed, but what he said just now would never go back on his word, so he wrote another one.

Seeing that Mu Qi was easy to bully, the man rolled his eyes and asked him to write another letter.

Just one letter after another, the man's seven aunts and eight aunts wrote it down, and I don't know how many he could finally send out after writing so much.

Mu Qi's paper was bought in the village and town by himself, and there wasn't much in the first place, so if he continues to deceive him like this, he probably won't be able to eat steamed buns tomorrow.

It was at a loss here, when suddenly someone punched the desk, interrupting Mu Qi's writing.

"I've been waiting for a long time. Have you finished writing what you want to write? It's my turn."

Mu Qi raised his head suddenly, and saw Wang Mo staring at the man who was greedy for cheap, with a bad expression on his face.

That man was also a bullying master, he grabbed the letter paper he had finished writing, and ran away without looking back.

"You...what are you going to write?" Mu Xi asked.

"To my father, report safety."

Ling Xi had very little content to write, and it ended in just two sentences.He put down five copper coins and took the letter.

"Too much to give!"

Ling Xi didn't respond at all, and left directly.

This is just one of the thousands of good things Ling Xi has done, it's insignificant.At this moment, he has ruled out the basic suspicion of Mr. Meng Qi, the ghostwriter, and is planning where to go to investigate at night.

During this period of time, Ling Xi traveled around the village and its surroundings as Wang Mo, and he could basically confirm that the death aura came from the mountains opposite the Shejiang River. He wanted to reconfirm that there was no suspicious person in the village and town before formally resigning from his job at the dock and entering the mountains. Check.

As for Mu Qi here, he has been favored twice or three times, and he is really not at ease. He has nothing to do and doesn't know how to thank him, so he closes the stall early and goes to the town to buy some medicinal wine. will be useful.

Mu Qi is not good at dealing with people, and he is ashamed to express his gratitude directly. During the day, he observes the workers returning to their resting place, and prepares to secretly deliver the medicinal wine in the middle of the night.

It was night, the moon and stars were thin, Mu Qi used the sound of the river tide as a cover, and walked around to the dock workers' residence.The window was not closed. Seeing Wang Mo sleeping soundly on the couch by the window, he gently opened the window and put the medicinal wine on the window sill.

Just as he was about to leave with a sigh of relief, he saw Wang Mo on the couch disappear. At the same time as he was shocked, a murderous aura struck him, and a sword light pierced through the air.

Mu Qi didn't have time to think about it, so he summoned the saber reflexively. As soon as the iron sword was in his hand, he immediately raised the sword to block it, and only heard a "bang--", when the two swords collided, Mu Qi's mouth went numb.

In the close combat, Mu Qi immediately realized that his opponent was very strong. He slid away sideways, trying to escape into the woods from the side of the house, but the opponent rushed over one step faster, and Mu Qi had to raise his sword to meet him. Mu Qi only felt that the opponent's sword moves were exquisite, and seemed to be very familiar with Cang Qi's swordsmanship.The opponent's attack was not harsh, it was more like suppressing Mu Qi, as if he wanted to capture him alive.

Mu Xi had several thoughts in his mind, the most fearful thing was that Cangqi Villa discovered that he practiced dead energy, so they chased him and escorted him back to the villa.Mu Qi didn't dare to fight for a long time, he took advantage of the loopholes, and ran away again, but ran into a living barrier after running less than a few feet.

The atmosphere of the enchantment was too strong, just touched it, and Mu Qi felt the pain of being burned. As soon as he gritted his teeth, the thought of breaking the pot and smashing arose in his heart, and he wanted to use the dead energy Yin technique to control the enemy.

At this time, the clouds moved and the moon rose, and the moonlight shone into the back of the house, and also shone on the faces and bodies of the two men who did the work.

Mu Xi stared wide-eyed, the formidable enemy in front of him turned out to be the dock worker Wang Mo who just disappeared in the house.

The moment Mu Qi saw Wang Mo, his first thought was, "So he is so powerful, he shouldn't be able to use the medicinal wine, I'm just messing around." Mu Qi kept wiping his face with dust to cover up his disappointed expression.

Mu Qi stood with his back to the moonlight, Ling Xi recognized Meng Qi from his figure and clothes, and couldn't help thinking, "No wonder he knows swordsmanship, so he is Cang Qi's disciple."But why did he come here all night? Ling Xi lifted the window with the tip of his sword, took what Mu Qi had just put on the window sill, took a closer look, and found that it was an ordinary Chinese medicine wine, and felt warm, knowing that it was the other party who came to thank him.

The other party saw this thin