[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Daoist Mo's Whisk

Unnamed Island.

"What did I tell you?! Don't touch that pot of beef soup! Don't you want your life? Don't you want your life!" The young man in charge ruthlessly punched and kicked the little girl curled up on the ground, "If you don't want it, I'll give it to you right now!"

"Ah—it hurts! Don't hit me, don't hit me, I really didn't know that the pot of beef soup was cooked by the palace owner, please don't hit me!" The little girl desperately pushed herself into the corner, but stopped. The fists and kicks fell on her like raindrops.

The steward gave the little girl a hard kick on the head and slammed her head against the wall: "Bah! I told you just the day before yesterday that all the beef soup on the island should not be touched. If you touch it, you will die." , You tell me you don’t know? You want to die, but we don’t want to die with you bastard!”

There was a trace of blood on the dirty wall behind the little girl's head.After being dizzy for a while, she tried her best to stay alive, propped up her body, and tried to amplify her voice: "I just came to the island yesterday!"

"Yesterday? Ha!" The steward kicked the little girl again, "I don't care when you came to the island, you fucking spilled the beef soup, you spilled the Palace Master's beef soup!"

The steward was clearly the one who did the violence, but the expression on his face was a hundred times, a thousand times more terrified than the ignorant little girl.

He twisted the little girl's collar and yelled in dismay: "Do you know that what you spilled is not a pot of soup, but the lives of all our cooks!"

Standing aside, the cook, who had been watching silently, had an expression of more fear and despair than the steward.A trace of cruelty flashed in her eyes as she looked at the little girl: "She overturned it, she overturned the palace lord's beef soup! Hand her over, hand her over to the palace lord, at least we can escape Capital crime. I don't want to lose the lives of the entire kitchen staff for this little bitch's mistake!"

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The same anxiety, uneasiness, and fear spread everywhere on the Nameless Island.

Since the little old man Wu Ming, the island owner, came back from the island, within three days, many people discovered that Wu Ming's internal strength had gone wrong.It seems that he encountered a strong enemy outside the island and was seriously injured in his dantian.

But before everyone was about to turn against each other, Wu Ming quickly recovered his internal strength, but Wu Ming, who appeared in front of everyone at this time, was no longer the kind and calm little old man he used to be, but a man with two eyes. Crazy old man with crimson and disheveled hair, anyone who dissatisfied him even the slightest bit would be beaten to death.

This is clearly for the purpose of quickly recovering internal strength, practicing some crooked kung fu, and ended up going mad.But Wu Mingkuang is crazy, but his goals and ambitions have not changed, and his internal strength has even improved, which is not a good thing.

A violent and cruel leader, when he rules, his violence and mania will naturally spread to the entire territory from top to bottom.Now the people on Wuming Island are facing such a leader. Everyone is trembling, and every day is in danger. No one knows whether a small mistake of their own will lead to their own death.

Even Wu Ming's daughter, the Palace Master, had to face such fear.

Even because she was the closest to Wu Ming, she received much more threats than others.

Just when the back kitchen was still terrified by her pot of beef soup, she also stood outside Wu Ming's room, pinching her own fingers in the same fearful mood.

Gong Jiu has been in the room for half an hour.

In Wu Ming's room, the little old man kept screaming angrily, as well as the sounds of sticks and whips. This was not a "teaching between master and apprentice" at all, but a torture, a torture.

The palace lord squeezed her sleeves tightly, held her breath and listened attentively, but she couldn't hear any voice from Gong Jiu.

Before the cold sweat was about to stain her rouge, the voices in the room fell silent.

After a while, the wooden door was opened, and a handsome man with black hair and jade crown walked out in rags, white clothes stained with blood.

There are still many small wounds on Gong Jiu's face and neck, and the corners of his lips are bleeding slightly, but these marks have healed without a trace after only a few breaths of effort when he closed the door, returning to the original flawless whiteness of jade skin.

The palace master stood silently by the door, secretly watching Gong Jiu's expression.

Still as cold and indifferent as ever, his standing and walking postures are so dignified and perfect, as if the person who was severely tortured in Wu Ming's room just now was not him.Only the blood-stained and tattered clothes can prove that everything just now is not an illusion of the Palace Master.

The palace master bit her lip, followed behind Gong Jiu, and walked to the residence that was almost approaching Gong Jiu.

Gong Jiu stopped in her tracks: "What are you following me for?"

The palace lord's big, agile eyes were filled with pain and fear. Tears fell in the eye sockets, like pearls with broken strings, and kept falling down: "I don't want to stay here anymore, Ninth Brother, Ninth Brother, take me away!" OK?"

Gong Jiu started to walk again, walking steadily and quickly: "Not good."

The Palace Mistress limped to catch up.

Originally, when she was walking slowly, she covered up this small defect very well, but once she started running, she couldn't cover up her limping posture no matter what.

"I don't want to stay in the same place with him anymore, I will be beaten to death by him!" The palace master rushed forward and grabbed Gong Jiu's almost tasseled sleeve.

Gong Jiu grabbed the Palace Master's wrist, forcefully took it away, and said coldly while walking: "No way. I'm going to the South China Sea. The little old man asked me to take back Baiyun City."

"Are you a fool?!" After the hand of the palace master was thrown away by Gong Jiu, he stood collapsed and screamed, "Not only will he kill me, he will kill you too! If there is no one that can heal itself When you returned to the island this time, when you entered his room for the first time, you had already passed away!"

"But how many times can that exercise save you?! What if he breaks your neck? What if he breaks your head?! The five-turn magic skill he practiced can't make any mistakes. Once he gets mad, he will only become more and more irritable , when the time comes, he will turn into an impulsive beast, and he will kill the people on the entire island!" The palace master yelled at Gong Jiu's leaving back.

"He won't." Gong Jiu walked into the attic without looking back.

The Palace Master yelled frantically outside the attic: "You will die a miserable death!"

However, the attic door was still slammed shut by the indifferent owner.

The dark guard quietly half-kneeled in front of Gong Jiu.

Gong Jiu: "Did he hang up?"

The dark guard bowed his head respectfully, but did not dare to raise his head: "Yes, Wu Ming has already hung the painting you gave him in his bedroom."

Gong Jiu walked all the way to the inside, and took off the dirty clothes on his body: "Very good."

He stepped into the hot water that the servant had prepared, and breathed out comfortably.

All that's left is to wait for Wu Ming to reap the consequences.

In the mist, Gong Jiu closed his eyes slightly, enjoying the tranquility of this moment.Until a stone fell on the windowsill of his attic.

Gong Jiu frowned slightly, stood up with a bang, and stepped out of the bathtub.He didn't put on his clothes first, but let his hair loose, and opened the window wetly.

A tall beauty in purple clothes stood under the attic, looking up at him coldly.Her eyes are as lazy as a wild cat, but also have a hardness that women don't usually have: "Gong Jiu."

She stood among the red plums, without any makeup on her face, but she was not inferior at all, as if her beauty carried a long-lasting fragrance.

Gong Jiu didn't speak, just stood quietly by the window and looked at Shaman downstairs.When he saw Sharman in the past, in most cases, he would have an impulse, an impulse to be whipped.But at this moment, he looked at Shaman, but his heart was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water.

It was like being in old man Wu's room just now.

He actually felt that the pain was a little dull, as if he always felt that something was wrong, something was missing.This feeling of "something is missing" made Gong Jiu lose any interest when facing pain and Sharman for the first time.

Shaman hid the disgust in his heart, and looked at Gong Jiu with a cold expression.

After old man Wu came back, he suddenly went crazy for no reason, and his attitude towards her changed a lot.As if confirming that Gong Jiu had lost interest in her, the eyes that looked at her became colder and colder, as if looking at a person who was not far from death, and reminded her several times that if she couldn't catch Gong Jiu's heart, Then she would have no meaning to exist on the Nameless Island.

Shaman didn't want to please Gong Jiu, but she didn't want to die even more, so she forced herself to come to Gong Jiu before old man Wu's eyes began to show murderous intent.

A silver whip was tied around her waist. When she spoke, her slender fingers caressed the silver whip intentionally or unintentionally. The implication was obvious: "Are you coming tonight?"

Not only because of old man Wu's attitude, Shaman himself felt it too.In the past, when Gong Jiu left the nameless island, he would prepare gifts for her with all his heart, but this time, not only did Gong Jiu bring her nothing back, he didn't even come close to her room, as if he had taken her away. As if completely forgotten.

On the whole island, Gong Jiu only brought back a hanging picture drawn by himself for old man Wu, and nothing else was prepared.Now that painting is hanging in Old Man Wu's bedroom.

Gong Jiu remained motionless, and said coldly: "No."

Sharman's heart trembled.She closed her eyes, and before Gong Jiu closed the window, she said in a deep voice, "Old man Wu told me to tell you that you have to leave tonight."

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"Master."

Manli, a small town by the South China Sea.

This place is prosperous because of the year-round trade with Baiyun City and the frequent exchanges of businessmen from Ryukyu. Three years ago, Jiang Shanzui opened a branch building here.

In Jiang Shanzui's most luxuriously furnished guest room, Tang Yuandao was hitting his head with a carved mahogany table.

Holding a copy of the mental formulas that Mo Qimo wrote to him, he leaned his head against the edge of the table and groaned: "I thought learning martial arts was all about moving your body, but I didn't expect to read books and memorize formulas... "

The most frightening thing was that his master didn't know where he got so many martial arts formulas. After Tang Yuandao memorized one, there was another one, which was almost endless.Tang Yuandao suspected that he could use up his life span just by memorizing formulas.

Tang Yuandao sighed melancholy, put down the manuscript, and opened the window.

Outside the window is a sea of ​​fiery trees and silver flowers, but he is reciting formulas inside the window until the sky is dim and he doesn't know what year it is.

Tang Yuan looked at the night market and sighed for a while, held his breath and concentrated, and guided his meager internal energy to flow to his ears as Mo Qi taught him, just in time to hear the voices of the people in the room downstairs who were arguing.

Tang Yuandao didn't know whether it was the guests downstairs who were too noisy, or he succeeded, his attention was completely attracted by the content of the dispute.

"...Why did you come all the way to this place?"

"Since we've come to the South China Sea, wouldn't it be better for us to go to Baiyun City? It's a chaotic place right now, and it's our opportunity to make a fortune, so why stay here...I've never heard of Manli City."

"Hush, keep your voice down! What do you know? What did Baiyun City do? What did Mingzhu do? Is it worth our trip more than becoming an immortal?"

"I think you are out of your mind, and you still became a fairy! Believe it or not, I punched you to the ground and became a fairy?"

"If you don't believe me, go out and ask the people in Manli City, how many people here have really become immortals? Just recently! It is said that there are immortals from Pengshan here in Manli, as long as we can find the place where the immortals live , we can become immortals!"

"I believe in your evil..." The irritable voice spat and cursed, opened the door with a bang, and ran back quickly after a while, "Damn it, this can be true !"

Tang Yuandao's eyes widened slightly, and he stretched his neck out of the window involuntarily, wishing he could go directly to the window downstairs.

"Tell me, how to do it..."

The voice downstairs got quieter, no matter how hard Tang Yuandao tried to hear it, he couldn't hear it anymore.While sighing in frustration, Mo Qi pushed the door open and entered.

Mo Qi smelled like sea water.Tang Yuandao suddenly had no intention of continuing to eavesdrop. He closed the window sill, jumped off the small stool, and pushed Mo Qi into the room: "I have asked the shopkeeper to help prepare hot water!"

Taking advantage of Mo Qi being pushed to take a bath by him, Tang Yuandao rushed back to the table, picked up the mantra, and huddled together, trying to recite a few more sentences before Mo Qi came out—although it was unlikely.

The daoist robe and inner garment, which were as black as a crow's feather, were neatly folded one by one and put into the clothes basket.The clean new clothes were hung by Tang Yuandao on the back of a chair beside him. Under the candlelight, the smoky gray fabric shone like starlight, and was submerged in the steaming heat.

Mo Qi leaned against the wall of the barrel, looked at the two clothes for a while, and his expression became a little more relaxed.

The situation in Baiyun City in the South China Sea was even worse than he thought.Ships from Manli to Baiyun City were banned from sailing to prevent people from being involved in the turmoil in Baiyun City.

When Mo Qi went out, on the one hand, he wanted to find a boat that was not afraid of wind and waves, and at the same time, he was not afraid of violating orders, so that he could take Tang Yuandao to Baiyun City; on the other hand, he wanted to prepare some materials for making clothes.

For example, pearls.

Of course, this dress was not prepared by Daoist Mo for himself, but as a return gift to Gong Jiu.Mo Qi had already thought of doing this when he saw Gong Jiu wearing that big snow-white fur coat in Hexi, and as for Pearl... it was his secret desire to fight back.

For this reason, he personally went into the sea today and caught a lot of mussels with the hired fishermen. This time, the pearls he caught were probably enough to embellish the batch of furs he ordered.

With a slightly happy mood, Mo Qi put on new clothes, turned out from the inner room, and saw Tang Yuandao's frowning face.

"..." Mo Qi tied his hair loosely around his shoulders, "What's wrong?"

Tang Yuandao whispered: "I hate endorsement..."

Compared with brain memory, he prefers to do something physically, such as light work.Under the leadership of Zhan Zhao and Mo Qi, he has learned a rough idea, and next time he goes out, he doesn't have to stay on the adult's arm all the time.To be honest, Tang Yuandao thinks it's quite a butt.

"Master, the formulas you gave me are so many and so long! I can't recite them..." Tang Yuandao raised his head, looked at the silent master, and acted cautiously, "I, can I recite it slowly?"

Mo Qi's hands hanging by his legs trembled slightly.

Those secret and repressed pleasures shattered one after another like bubbles blown by the wind, dragging his erratic and somewhat forgetful heart to quickly fall to the bottom of the valley.

For a moment, he actually forgot the March appointment.

"...I'm sorry." Mo Qi squatted down beside Tang Yuandao gently, touched the melancholy face of the little apprentice, there was guilt in his deep eyes, and a struggle that Tang Yuandao still couldn't understand, "But master... But there’s not much time left.”

In the middle of the night, the clapper knocked three times.

Tang Yuandao slept very restlessly on the bed, still holding the heart formula that Mo Qi gave him in his hand.After the conversation the night before, he spent almost all his waking hours reciting books, and even when he went to bed, he still held the manuscript.Sometimes when I woke up suddenly in the middle of sleep, I would light a candle and read a book for a while, until my upper and lower eyelids were fighting, and then I fell headlong into the bed and continued to sleep.

Mo Qi stood beside Tang Yuandao's bed, feeling somewhat regretful.

He thought that he might not be a qualified master.Not only could he not accompany his apprentice to grow slowly, but he even put the weight that should belong to him on Tang Yuandao's shoulders.

Although he didn't continue the conversation last night after he didn't have so much time to talk, Tang Yuandao was sensitive enough to be vaguely aware of the reason why Mo Qi was urging him away.

Mo Qi gently took the manuscript from Tang Yuandao's hand, helped him tuck the quilt, and silently extinguished the flickering candle with his palm.Mo Qi went back to the master bedroom and brought the treasure pouch, took out a small sachet from it, and put it beside Tang Yuandao's pillow.

Shu Yuan's tranquil scent soothed Tang Yuan's restless heart and smoothed his frowning brows.

Mo Qi left Jiangshanzui in silence, and came to the coast of South China Sea.

The sea at night is not peaceful, the starlight falls on the dark sea surface, taking advantage of the bitter night wind in winter, not only does not add a trace of beauty to the sea, but on the contrary, the constantly surging sea surface is like an abyss that chooses to swallow people.

Mo Qi was about to take off his clothes and plunge into the sea to continue his daily penance, when not far away a tall wave crashed on the shore, leaving a long black shadow.

Mo Qi stopped moving.

That's a person.

Dozens of dots of flames suddenly flew from a distance, swaying and getting closer, it turned out to be a group of people holding torches.

"On the case! There are people on the shore!"

"There's still one alive!"

"Is that the swindling 'Pengshan Immortal'?!" The person standing at the front was wearing an official uniform, his eyes glowing under the light of the torch, and shouted angrily, "Catch him!"

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"I said we would meet again. But I never imagined that we would meet like this."

In the damp cell, Chu Liuxiang sighed and talked to Mo Qi.

On the grass bed beside him, it was Hu Tiehua who was snoring soundly, with his big feet sticking out, and the stench was suffocating, so he could still snore loudly.

Mo Qi was silent.

After he was caught "on the spot" by the government on the shore, he was sent directly to the cell.Originally, he was still thinking that after he was released from prison, he must take a good look at the corpse that he hadn't had time to examine, but he didn't expect to encounter such a big "surprise" as soon as he entered the cell.

Mo Qi took a few steps away from Hu Tiehua: "How did you get in?"

Chu Liuxiang spread his hands: "Hu Tiehua and I originally wanted to visit Baiyun City. The boats have already been rented. Who knows, Baiyun City suddenly became chaotic and Manli issued a ban on sailing, so we didn't go to Baiyun City."

Chu Liuxiang sat down next to Hu Tiehua with a calm expression. Anyway, his nose is not very good, and he can't smell Hu Tiehua's stinky feet: "This boat is rented, so it can't be wasted, right? Xiaohu and I are going to compete who will be the night?" Fishing is even better, unexpectedly, just when I was about to win, I suddenly caught a 'big fish'."

"A corpse." Mo Qi's eyes froze.

"You guessed it." Chu Liuxiang clapped his hands, "This is not the first time I've caught a dead body. To be honest, I think I'll have to give up the fun of fishing in the future."

Mo Qi: "Did you see the corpse?"

Chu Liuxiang nodded: "I see, it's very clear."

The night watchman outside the cell slowly walked past the cell of the three.

Chu Liuxiang got up and approached Mo Qi, with a low voice: "Did you hear a rumor in the past few days that you have been in Manli, that there is a 'fairy' from Pengshan in Manli city, as long as the god likes it Humans can ascend to the sky?"

Mo Qi shook his head: "No." He was busy almost all day, and even spent most of the day under the sea, how could he hear such things, "Nonsense."

"Ha!" Chu Liuxiang couldn't help laughing: "You, a Taoist priest, are talking nonsense, but many Manli people believe it to be true."

Mo Qi didn't find it funny, he frowned: "Why are there such ridiculous rumors in Manli?"

Chu Liuxiang: "Because of those corpses, those corpses from the sea."

Hu Tiehua, who was sleeping like a dead pig, gritted his teeth loudly.

"The corpse I hung up was thin, wearing a white shirt, and had a long beard. The expression on his face was like a blissful death. He died happily." Chu Liuxiang described, "That expression , it's like... like he's got everything he's ever wanted in his life."

"Because of this expression, rumors began to spread all over the place, saying that these people were not drowned, but were taken by the immortals from Pengshan and enlightened to become immortals."

Mo Qi repeated: "These 'people'?"

Chu Liuxiang nodded: "That's right, it's not just the two you and I found. Before that, such a case has already happened. As far as I know, it's more than half a year at least. People here in Manli are called The dead person is 'Sheng Xian Ke', and this case is called 'Deng Xian Ke'."

"The government didn't report this case?" Mo Qi's voice was full of anger.

There must be none, otherwise when he told Bao Zheng that he was going to come to South China Sea, Bao Zheng would have asked him to drop by to take a look at the case.

Chu Liuxiang shrugged: "Of course not. So many people died without anyone noticing in his own territory. The only clue about the murderer is the 'Pengshan Immortal'? Does it mean he doesn't want an official hat, or he doesn't want his head?" How could the government report it?"

"Moreover, the South China Sea is under the jurisdiction of General Li Guanghan, the heir of the founding general. Just this month, he was almost arrested by the 'Pengshan Immortal', and he has not been able to see anyone until now." Chu Liuxiang lowered her voice, "Why did Baiyun City suddenly fall into chaos?"

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Chu Liuxiang thought that it was extremely strange that he and Hu Tiehua had traveled all the way to the South China Sea to be arrested as a murderer than a night fishing, but he did not expect that he would see Mo Qi in the cell.

And just when he thought that Daoist Mo would be imprisoned with them, which was a rare occasion in his life, he saw another person in the prison, who Chu Liuxiang could never have imagined would come to South China Sea.

Ji Bingyan, a rich man in Lanzhou and an old friend of Chu and Hu for many years.

After waking up, Hu Tiehua, who was about to take a bath with a frowning face, rushed to the railing in an instant: "Damn rooster!"

Hu Tiehua looked out of the cell with half-shock and half-joy at his old friend who was wearing a Chinese robe that was worth a lot of money at first glance: "You actually came all the way from Lanzhou in the northwest, is it to redeem me and the old bug to get out of prison?" ?!"

Ji Bingyan smiled but didn't smile: "Are you thinking too much?" Ji Bingyan cast an even more unfriendly look at Mo Qi, "I'm here to redeem my boss from prison."

Ji Bingyan just took a breath, then frowned slightly at Hu Tiehua in disgust, and covered her nose with her hand: "What does this smell like on you, it's like a piece of bacon that has been hung for three years."

Chu Liuxiang smiled and shook his head: "Don't talk about Xiao Hu, he is also unlucky. When he saw the dead body, he went to the sea to fish it. In the end, he was picked up by someone else, and he was caught in prison. After so many days, there is no I don't have a chance to take a bath." Chu Liuxiang thought it was funny while talking, and couldn't help laughing a few times gloating, "Fortunately, I wasn't the one who got into the water at that time!"

Smiling, Chu Liuxiang suddenly sensed something was wrong: "Wait, what do you call Mo Daochang? Boss?"

Hu Tiehua had already turned into a staring chicken in shock.

Ji Bingyan twitched the corners of her mouth: "Are you surprised?"

Chu Liuxiang took a deep breath, tapped the ink unicorn, and then tapped Ji Bingyan, went back and forth several times, and clapped his hands: "Xiao Hu and I have been thinking for a long time, with the character of a boy who spreads money like a Taoist priest, Jiangshan drunk How did you make it to this day? It turns out that you are the chief shopkeeper behind the scene!"

"Wait, wait." Hu Tiehua waved his hands, feeling a little confused, "It doesn't make sense, Ji Bingyan, you iron cock, how could you be willing to help others take care of business?"

To be the head shopkeeper who helps people make money and manage accounts?This is not Ji Bingyan's character. According to Ji Bingyan's character of being relentless and desperate for money, it's not bad for him to be a boss.

Ji Bingyan: "I think so too, and I regret it too. For the past five years, I have been losing my hair every day, and sooner or later I will become bald." Pointing at Mo Qi, he gritted his teeth, "Do you know how I feel when I come back after earning a sum of money, only to hear that the boss is spending money again?!"

Ji Bingyan sorted out her emotions: "But considering that the Four Seasons wine is now worth a thousand dollars, I can still bear it."

The jailer in the prison has already brought the key: "If you have something to say, this is not a place for you to talk about the old days." The jailer opened the door, tapped the ink qi, "you, go with him."

Mo Qi didn't move.

He looked at Ji Bingyan, then at Chu Liuxiang and Hu Tiehua, and finally returned to Ji Bingyan.

Ji Bingyan: "..."

He had a gloomy face, and his voice was full of pain like cutting flesh: "There are two other people, and I also redeemed them together."

The jailer snorted, and casually said enviously, "You have so much money!"

Ji Bingyan was holding her breath, as if she had been shot in the chest by an arrow.

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Ji Bingyan came all the way to the South China Sea, of course, not to redeem someone specially, but as the chief shopkeeper, and it was almost the end of the year, and she was going to check the accounts of various Jiangshan Zui buildings, but she happened to meet Mo, Chu, and Hu The thing about people being caught in jail.

"This case has not yet been judged, and the government knows that you are not the murderer. You have already had this case before you came here, so I allowed me to redeem you. But after all, you are also important witnesses who appeared next to the corpse, so before the case is over, You can't leave Manli."

Mo Qi frowned.

When Hu Tiehua returned to Jiangshan drunk, he took a fragrant bath and shaved his beard immediately. Now he feels very comfortable.He sat down on the chair, scratched the back of the chair, grabbed his grass-scented braid, and pouted to play: "Then what does the government mean, the three of us should just settle here in Manli?"

Chu Liuxiang smiled unconsciously again: "That's not necessarily true. Why don't we do the government a favor and solve this case?"

Ji Bingyan glanced at Chu Liuxiang, and firmly grasped the ceramic teapot with her slender fingers. The shiny tea soaked the surface of the frosted teapot: "I advise you not to ask for trouble."

"Now Li Guanghan, the commander of the South China Sea, has closed his doors to thank guests because of this 'Pengshan Immortal', and he is cultivating at home. If you dare to help the government, the government will dare to make a conclusion about you and send you to the guillotine." Ji Bingyan put the soaked Tea was pushed in front of the three of them, "There is no reason to talk about Nanhai without Li Guanghan."

This former land of southern barbarians was controlled by Li Guanghan's poison gas.

Ji Bingyan put down the teapot in his hand: "You guys rest first, I'll go to the shopkeeper here to check the account before I come up."

Ji Bingyan left the house on her front foot, and Chu Liuxiang stood up on her back foot.

He said naturally: "I haven't eaten something good for so long, I'll ask Xiao Er to prepare something to eat, to reward our suffering stomachs these days."

Chu Liuxiang went out of the room, closed the door, then quickened her pace, and stopped Ji Bingyan at the stairs: "Wait!"

Ji Bingyan seemed to expect that Chu Liuxiang would follow, and continued to walk downstairs without looking back: "Don't ask, I won't tell."

Chu Liuxiang rubbed his nose: "You already know before I ask."

Ji Bingyan raised her eyebrows, and finally took a look at Chu Liuxiang: "I don't know what kind of troublesome character you have?" He stopped, turned around, and faced Chu Liuxiang, "Do you want to ask, Mo Dao?" What did the boss give me to make me willing to be his chief shopkeeper?"

Chu Liuxiang smiled bitterly: "You guessed it right."

Ji Bingyan looked at Chu Liuxiang, and said word by word: "I can't tell you."

Chu Liuxiang's brows slowly furrowed: "Can't?"

Ji Bingyan turned around and continued to walk downstairs: "Yes, I can't." I don't know whether it was intentional or not, he said casually, "At least not within three months."

Chu Liuxiang wanted to ask again, but Ji Bingyan had already raised a hand, stopping his words: "That's all I can say. You go up, I will ask Xiaoer to deliver supper later."

Ji Bingyan himself is not just an ordinary wealthy businessman, even if his martial arts is not as good as Mo Qi, he can still be regarded as one of the upper class in the world. When Chu Liuxiang made excuses, he didn't hide his voice, he naturally heard it.

Chu Liuxiang held back the breath that was about to sigh, and went upstairs with a lot of worries.But before opening the door, he cleaned up his expression and hid all his doubts in his heart.

Hu Tiehua has already started to talk to Mo Qi in detail about the corpse they caught: "...I heard the rumor of 'Sheng Xianke' before I went to sea with the old bug, but I never thought that we would be like this." Take it easy, I really caught one..." Hu Tiehua smashed his mouth, and drank the tea in one gulp, "Actually, the corpse looks the same except that its expression is not the same as that of ordinary corpses. That's it. At that time... we didn't have time to check carefully, so we were arrested."

Hu Tiehua thought about it, and thought it was a bit funny: "The old bug saw that I was caught by someone, and thought it was someone sneaking up on us, so he jumped on the boat and wanted to save me. Unexpectedly, it was the government's boat that caught me. Arrested both of us by the head."

Chu Liuxiang shook his head when he heard it: "Mistake, mistake." He sat down at the table with a natural expression as if he was really just going out for a midnight snack, "By the way, why did the Taoist priest come to South China Sea?"

Mo Qi looked inside, where his little apprentice was sleeping in the guest bedroom.Last night, he saw Tang Yuandao was really struggling to recite the book. After he came back today, he didn't wake up Tang Yuandao. He wanted to let the little apprentice rest for a day.

"Yuan Dao wants to practice swordsmanship, and I want to take him to Baiyun City to experience the meaning of the sword." Mo Qi picked up the ceramic teapot left by Ji Bingyan, and refilled Hu Tiehua with tea, "I didn't expect to be blocked in Manli."

"Last night, I planned to go to the sea to cultivate my mind, but before I entered the sea, I found a body washed ashore by the sea, and I was arrested immediately."

Mo Qi paused for a moment, then asked Chu and Hu and said, "That's right. The corpse you caught was swollen? The officials came so fast that I only had time to scan the corpse, but there was no sign of swollen. Not only is it not swollen, but it is extremely thin."

Chu Liuxiang shook his head: "There is no edema." He sighed, "When Xiao Hu and I found out, we also felt very strange. It is winter now, and the corpses are thrown into the sea. It takes half a month to January to float at least. At that time, the corpse had already swelled out of shape. But the corpse we fished did not have any swelling."

"Not only is it not swollen, but it is also extremely thin, plus the long beard, white clothes, and the wonderful happy expression on the face... Manli people will rumor that this is the immortal body left by Shengxianke's autopsy, and Not surprisingly."

Hu Tiehua curled her lips: "I don't know what the reason is, do people all over the place think that the body of the immortal 'decomposition' will still float on the water?"

"The ancients said, 'The one who dissects a corpse, says that he will become an immortal, and pretend to be a corpse to dissolve it.' It means that a person who has attained the Tao and becomes an immortal can pretend to be a corpse, a hat, and a wooden stick." Mo Qi said slowly while writing the letter to be sent to Bao Zheng.

Chu Liuxiang was thoughtful, and seemed to understand Mo Qi's meaning: "So, the Manli people will think that the rumors of the Penglai immortal who 'tricks' people everywhere are true, because they feel that these floating corpses are not It's not a real corpse, but a fake corpse left by these 'Shengxianke', which looks like a flesh body, but is actually just a wooden stick, so the corpse can surface without swelling?"

Chu Liuxiang couldn't help laughing: "—I think this makes sense."

Hu Tiehua punched Chu Liuxiang indifferently: "This joke is not funny at all. We have been imprisoned for so many days because of this, and I didn't even have a chance to take a bath."

Mo Qi rolled up the letter paper, stood up, pushed open the window, and tapped on the eaves of the wooden window sill with his slender and strong fingers.

Sparrow Ling, who was looking for insects to eat by himself outside, slammed into Mo Qi's palm like a meatball, and skillfully paralyzed himself into a well-behaved bird cake, softly calling: "咻, 咻咻."

Que Ling nudged Mo Qi with her small head.

Mo Qi's eyes softened, he stretched out a finger, rubbed Que Ling's little head, and tied the letter paper on Que Ling's leg: "Bianjing, Prime Minister Bao."

Chu Liuxiang watched Mo Qi let go of his sparrow feathers: "You want Prime Minister Bao to intervene in this case?"

Mo Qi nodded: "I will take Tang Yuandao to Baiyun City no matter whether the flight is full or not."

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