[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Daoist Mo's Whisk

Almost immediately, everyone thought of the legend of the Pengshan Immortal, and of those corpses floating on the sea with strange smiles on their faces.

"Ding. Ding. Ding."

The short shadow stretched out a short arm, leaning on one side of the wall, and every time it moved, it made a crisp, tinkling sound, as if some metal was beating rhythmically on the stone slab.

Hu Tiehua consciously stood at the front.Now, among all the people, he is the only one who has not been seriously injured or carried a heavy burden on his body. He has already tightened his body and is ready to slap the hunched dwarf out of the corner. .

Everyone's heartbeats suddenly accelerated a few beats at the moment the thing turned around.Hu Tiehua's palm has gathered all the internal force, ready to go.

The dark shadow slowly turned out with the sound of ding ding.

A stooped little guy wearing a funny blue turban suddenly came into their eyes.

"Tang, Tang Yuandao?!" Hu Tiehua yelled in astonishment.

Tang Yuandao was so frightened that he jumped on the spot, and the hidden weapon in his hand almost shot at Hu Tiehua: "Why did you come out—Master!" Tang Yuandao quickly tore off the turban on his head, and shook his little With short legs, he ran to Mo Qi who was sleeping on Gong Jiu's back, "Master!"

He reached out and touched Mo Qi's hanging fingertips: "Why are they so hot!"

Mo Qi's elegant and handsome face was flushed red, his brows were also furrowed, and there was a bit of uneasiness in his expression that no one had ever seen before.He seemed to be having some kind of nightmare, and when he dreamed of the place where he was worried, his brows were furrowed even tighter, and the hands that were hanging feebly on both sides began to tremble slightly and clenched into fists.

"You—" Hu Tiehua stared dumbfounded at Mo Qi's hand and arm, which are exquisitely integrated into one body, shining brightly under the moonlight. , stretched out his hand to slip Tang Yuandao's sleeve, and pulled him away from the dangerous Gong Jiu, "Your master has a fever, let's go back to the mansion with Mr. Jiu first, and we will talk about everything after we settle down."

Gong Jiu snorted coldly, and withdrew his murderous gaze from Tang Yuandao's arms and face.

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Manli, General Li's Mansion.

In the brightly lit guest courtyard, servants came and went, those who changed cold water, those who delivered medicine, those who took care of Tanhuo, were very busy, just to let the wounded brought back by Prince Taiping get a better life. The best care.

Especially the black-robed Taoist priest who was carried back by the son himself and took care of him without the hands of others.

The servants in the kitchen who were in charge of boiling the water happened to be the same group who had gone to the dungeon to deliver food to Gong Jiu. At this time, they were stirring the charcoal fire and gossiping together.

"Did you see that Taoist priest was carried back by the son himself!"

"Hey, what's that? After carrying him back, Shi Ziye took care of him himself, changed his clothes, wiped his body, and changed his cold handkerchief!"

"Oh... Then they... Are they really that kind of relationship? Isn't this a broken sleeve!"

"It's not our turn to talk about the master's affairs."

"Oh, you don't know! My brother-in-law who was on duty in the dungeon said that after we delivered the food and left, they heard... that sound from the cell of Shi Ziye."

While Mo Qi was burning in a daze, he suddenly sneezed hard.

Gong Jiu covered Mo Qi's face with a handkerchief, and rubbed it wildly: "Why are you still sneezing?"

After rubbing, he changed to a clean towel and helped Mo Qi wipe his face again.

"Before your master wakes up, you'd better explain why you have this hidden weapon."

Gong Jiu chased away the maid who changed the cold handkerchief, and after applying the cold handkerchief to Mo Qi's head, she turned her head and said to Tang Yuandao while pressing the cold handkerchief.

He was a little bit flustered when he did this action, because the Taoist priest was injured on his back and couldn't lie on his back. Naturally, the towel couldn't stick to Mo Qi's head, so he had to hold it down with his hands all the time.

In fact, this work was originally done by the little maids in the mansion.But Gong Jiu watched the group of little girls with pink cheeks and bright hearts, while helping Mo Qi apply the veil, while peeking at Mo Qi's appearance, he felt very upset, as if it was him It was as if his personal belongings had been coveted.After being agitated for a while, Gong Jiu simply kept a cold face, and drove out the group of maids who were eager to pounce on Mo Qi immediately, and went out by herself.

He had never done such a caring thing in his life.Before today, if Gong Jiu heard someone say that he would take care of someone himself one day, he would probably sneer and tell that person to experience how it feels to have to rely on others to take care of him for the rest of his life.

What's more--just before stepping into the dungeon of Li's family, Gong Jiu made a very determined decision not to have anything to do with Mo Qi, and to meet again would be an enemy who would not hold back.

Of course, at this moment, this decision has already been thrown out by Gong Jiu to feed the big wolfhound outside the guest courtyard.

Gong Jiu stretched her body quite comfortably, and felt that although the half hour in the cell just now was short, it was really memorable.

Mo Qi blushed, mumbled a few words unconsciously, slightly raised his hands lying on both sides of the pillow, and gently grabbed Gong Jiu's hanging sleeves with his fingertips, and then stuck them together Don't let go.

Even at times like this, he was extremely reserved and restrained.

His fingertips are gripping the corner of Gong Jiu's sleeves, as if he is giving the person stuck to him a chance to choose. With just a little force, the thin fabric will slide out from his fingertips.

In a trance, Mo Qi seemed to have returned to his childhood. After the poison test, his mother would hold him in her arms distressedly, and snowflakes would be picked up one by one, soaking his forehead.

In addition to the smell of cold snow on his mother, he also hugged one, two, three... many young snow foxes that his mother had caught for him, and they were coming out of his hot arms restlessly, plum blossoms Little Claw pattered on him and ran up all the way, playing with each other, and brushing Mo Qi's forehead, nose tip, and face with his fur tail instinctively.

The warm and cool fur fluttered on Mo Qi's face, and he untied his frowning brows.

Gong Jiu turned the cold handkerchief over and applied it again.

Tang Yuandao rubbed his hands hesitantly, not knowing where to start.The hidden silver weapons on his arm hadn't been removed yet, and they collided with each other without making a sound.

"Are you from the Tang Sect?" Gong Jiu took advantage of Mo Qi's rare weak and clingy state, so he simply followed Mo Qi's hand and sat on his bedside, but he still did not forget to continue interrogating Tang Yuandao.

Gong Jiuhui held great hostility towards Tang Yuandao because even he didn't know about Tang Yuandao's hidden weapon.

When Tang Yuandao was used as a pawn to restrain Mo Qi, Gong Jiu ordered his subordinates to investigate Tang Yuandao's background, but other than that he was just an ordinary little beggar in Yumen Pass whose parents both died. His stuff, his muscles and bones are considered good, but his subordinates did not find any other information about him.

At that time, who would have thought that this insignificant pawn would possess such a delicate and ingenious hidden weapon?

Tang Yuandao actually used this hidden weapon to bring down his guards and the soldiers guarding the dungeon all the way, without causing much commotion.If Mo Qi and the others hadn't left the cell at that time, Tang Yuandao might have sneaked into the dungeon of the Li family by himself, and fished out his master and Chu Liuxiang!

Hu Tiehua remembered how he usually teased Tang Yuandao, and couldn't help falling into silence: "..."

Fortunately, Tang Yuandao didn't poke him with this hidden weapon at that time.

What the ancients said is true, don't bully people when they are young!

Chu Liuxiang glanced at Hu Tiehua, and said to Tang Yuandao, "Your parents left this to you?"

Such an exquisite and detailed hidden weapon, attached to Tang Yuandao's short hands, fits like a second skin. Presumably it was carefully crafted by the Tang family's parents who were worried about the child's safety.

Tang Yuandao scratched his arm, and removed the hidden weapon tied to his arm three times, and turned it into a pile of small parts that didn't take up much space: "No, no, I made this myself..." Tang Yuandao Yuan Dao took a careful look at Gong Jiu, feeling that his own life could not be saved with hidden weapons alone, so it would be better to tell the truth, "My parents taught me to do this before they passed away."

It has been many years since the parents of the Tang family passed away, and Tang Yuandao has also grown a lot. The Tiangong concealed weapon arm, which fit very well at that time, is now very tight, but fortunately, its function is not damaged, and it can still be used.

"Okay, Tang Xiaodao!" Hu Tiehua suddenly pointed at Tang Yuandao and called out, "You always lie to the Taoist leader that you can't recite the formulas yourself, you can even do this kind of secret weapon, you can't recite a few formulas live?"

Tang Yuandao pouted his chubby mouth wrongly: "I didn't lie to Master! I really can't memorize books...how can doing tricks be the same as memorizing formulas, tricks are just like this, like this, like this," Tang Yuandao said With a posture that is difficult for ordinary people to imitate, he gestured a few times with great flexibility, and said quite naturally, "——Isn't it spelled out? It's just a matter of piecing together, it's very simple... But memorizing the formula is not easy. It’s the same, and you can’t memorize it if you don’t have sauce..."

Tang Yuandao felt aggrieved while talking: "I just can't use my brain, I can't memorize books, but as long as I do it again, I can remember..."

Rather than saying that Tang Yuandao memorizes things with his brain, it is better to say that he is better at physical memory.

Hu Tiehua stared dryly: "—is it just a matter of patchwork?"

Then why couldn't he piece it together?On weekdays, even if he folds a bamboo dragonfly, he can bend it all over the place.

Chu Liuxiang patted Hu Tiehua, who still wanted to ask more questions, and sighed: "Don't ask, you are asking yourself to humiliate yourself."

Gong Jiu's cold voice inserted into the revived atmosphere: "Are you from the Tang Sect?"

Chu Liuxiang misleads the topic in a few moments, but Gong Jiu won't be misled.Tang Yuandao sent it to Mo Qi with his own hands, but there was a hidden weapon. Isn't it equivalent to Gong Jiu giving Mo Qi a gift with a hidden flaw—or a big flaw?

Tang Yuandao shrunk his neck, feeling panicked in his heart, especially now that Master was still in a coma and couldn't protect him: "I, I don't know... All I know is that my father is a very good blacksmith, my mother He is a very powerful doctor, I don't know anything else..."

Chu Liuxiang sighed and persuaded Gong Jiu: "Forget it, Young Master Jiu. Yuandao is only so old now. Since his parents would take him to such a remote place as Yumen Pass, they probably wanted to hide his name. Naturally, he is only a few years old. Big kids say these things—"

Gong Jiu's condensed eyes turned, and his eyes fell on Chu Liuxiang: "If they really want to hide their names and be an ordinary family for the rest of their lives, how can they teach their children how to make such hidden weapons?"

Chu Liuxiang was at a loss for words for a moment: "...Maybe it's to save your life?"

Gong Jiu: "If you don't know anything, you can save your life."

Humans are the easiest animals to leak.Even the dead are telling many secrets in the eyes of experienced police officers and operatives.

If you want to keep secrets, then knowing nothing is the best way to keep secrets.

Gong Jiu looked at Tang Yuan again and said, "At the beginning, my people really didn't find out why your parents brought you to Yumen Pass, and why they died... You can't answer the first question, but the latter You should know." Gong Jiu pressed without pausing, "How did your parents die?"

Tang Yuandao's bright eyes dimmed instantly after hearing Gong Jiu's question.

Gong Jiu knocked on the edge of the bed and urged indifferently: "Say."

Hu Tiehua looked at Gong Jiu and Tang Yuandao, his positions were very contradictory.

On the one hand, as the Taoist priest's friend, he didn't want the Taoist priest's apprentice to be a person with many secrets and thoughts hidden, so he also wanted to know Tang Yuandao's answer.But on the other hand, after such a long time of contact, Hu Tiehua feels that Tang Yuandao really has no bad intentions. For Tang Yuandao, forcing him to recall the death of his parents is actually quite cruel. Bullying a child is indeed too much.

For a moment, he didn't know whether he should stand on Gong Jiu's side and interrogate Tang Yuandao steadfastly, or stand on Tang Yuandao's side and prevent Gong Jiu from continuing to press Tang Yuandao's parents for the cause of death, and stop being so forceful. Good for poking a child's scar.

Tang Yuandao lowered his head and flicked the parts at hand: "They... committed suicide."

"Suicide?" Chu Liuxiang was originally struggling with a dilemma like Hu Tiehua. After hearing Tang Yuandao's words, she couldn't help asking in surprise, "How could it be?"

Tang Yuandao is not very old now, which means that when his parents passed away, Tang Yuandao was even younger. It was extremely difficult for him to live independently and support himself .

Tang Yuandao's parents would teach Tang Yuandao how to make this heavenly hidden weapon hand in hand, which shows that they love Tang Yuandao very much and want to protect Tang Yuandao.That being the case, how could they suddenly be overwhelmed and choose to commit suicide when Tang Yuandao was so young, leaving Tang Yuandao alone and dying?

Tang Yuandao squeezed the sharp parts in his hand, and forced back the tears: "I don't know, my parents have never mentioned the past to me, they have always taught me to look forward in everything, don't worry. Looking back... when they died, the corpses...the corpses were gathered together by me and a few kind-hearted neighbors. They all committed suicide by taking poison. "

Tang Yuandao couldn't hold back and dropped a few golden beans.He raised his hand quickly, trying to wipe his sleeves clean.

Hu Tiehua blocked Tang Yuandao's sleeve, handed him a clean handkerchief, and said softly, "The sleeve is dirty."

This may be the first time that Hu Tiehua has been so gentle with Tang Yuandao. In the past, Hu Tiehua's way of expressing his love was always teasing.

Tang Yuandao took the handkerchief, wiped away his tears carelessly on his face a few times, and sucked his nose a few times in a low voice.

Ji Bingyan was much calmer than Chu Liuxiang and Hu Tiehua, perhaps because he had little contact with Tang Yuandao and Gong Jiu, so he could still consider this issue with a more objective attitude as a bystander: "That day's hidden weapon Arm, I have never seen it even in the Tang Sect, and it must be extraordinary. This at least proves that Tang Yuandao's parents are by no means an ordinary couple. As for whether they are members of the Tang Sect..."

Ji Bingyan looked at Tang Yuan, who was hanging his head, as if he was waiting for a trial, and said, "It's a remote place and the surname is Tang. This guess may be reasonable. I can send a letter to the Tang Sect."

Tang Yuandao's head was still lowered, but when he heard Ji Bingyan mention that the Tang Sect might be related to his parents, he couldn't help but raised his head. He looked at Ji Bingyan with a little expectation in his red eyes.

Even if the parents say "Don't look back", it may be the home of the parents, and Tang Yuandao can't help but want to know the answer.

Ji Bingyan paused, then nodded at Tang Yuandao: "I will ask, and if there is an answer, I will tell your master."

The reason why she didn't tell Tang Yuandao directly, but told Mo Qi, was also to ensure that Tang Yuandao would not keep this matter from Mo Qi. Ji Bingyan had considered it for her boss.

Hu Tiehua subconsciously said: "When did you have contact with Tangmen?"

"You think I think?" Ji Bingyan said with a stern face, unhappy, "Mo Qi once helped Tangmen solve a case, and after that Tangmen began to do business with Jiang Shanzui."

"What kind of business can Tangmen and Jiangshanzui do?" Hu Tiehua accepted it and got bored.

Ji Bingyan said indifferently: "In all the sub-buildings of Jiangshanzui, all the cellars that store Four Seasons Wine were remodeled by the Tang Sect. At that time, a lot of gold was spent. If someone breaks into the cellar without authorization and wants to steal If you want to drink wine, you have to go through the trap formation that is several times more dangerous than the secret room of the inner door of the Tang Sect, to ensure that no one can enter the door, and you have to die on the way to the door."

Hu Tiehua: "..."

Hey, the wine cellars in all sub-floors have been remodeled.Isn't this a big deal.

Gong Jiu didn't care about the words of Ji Bingyan and others, he still looked at Tang Yuan and said, "Your words are true?"

Tang Yuandao was a little chilled by Gong Jiu's beautiful but extremely cold eyes, but he still stiffened his neck and said, "I never lie!"

This is true.Mo Qi and Tang Yuandao have very different personalities between master and apprentice. I am afraid that they are passed down in the same vein only in the matter of "not telling lies"...

Gong Jiu didn't speak, and Tang Yuandao didn't dare to speak, the room fell into a heart-stopping silence for a moment.

Chu Liuxiang almost thought that Gong Jiu was going to attack Tang Yuandao, but Gong Jiu just looked at Tang Yuandao coolly for a while: "I don't care why you know this hidden weapon method, or why you never mentioned it, just be a good leader My apprentice, otherwise... I will let you know that there are things more sinister than hidden weapons in this world." Before Tang Yuandao expressed his opinion, Gong Jiu said, "Don't talk to the Taoist chief about the hidden weapons. I'll tell him myself."

As for the matter of Tang Yuandao's parents - that's not a gift from Gong Jiu to Mo Qi, Gong Jiu cares about their life and death.He just needs to ensure that Tang Yuandao, the gift he gave to Mo Qi, does not have second thoughts, does not make mistakes, and is good enough to be a good apprentice who listens to his master.

As soon as Gong Jiu let go, the stagnant atmosphere in the room immediately relaxed.

Hu Tiehua didn't think Tang Yuandao would harm them at all. Firstly, Tang Yuandao was still young, and secondly, Tang Yuandao exposed the hidden weapon to save them. The reason why he kept questioning Tang Yuandao at the beginning was that he wanted to be With a bad face, he tried to save Tang Yuandao from Gong Jiu's hands.

So after Gong Jiu let go, he rushed to Tang Yuandao's side immediately, reverted to his old ways, and began to wilt.

Hu Tiehua picked up the little radish head, and while rubbing Tang Yuandao's fleshy little face raised by the Taoist priest, he asked: "Your iron arm looks so powerful, what hidden weapons are there?"

Tang Yuandao's little face was distorted from being rubbed, and he said vaguely: "There are too many... go! There is a hidden weapon launch hole hidden under every big joint of this arm. There are ninety-nine 81 places, and Each hidden weapon is matched with a different poison given by my mother!"

Ji Bingyan, who was watching from the sidelines, turned her face and said, "—poison? Did you poison those soldiers who were shot down by your concealed weapon?"

Tang Yuandao's mouth was squeezed by Hu Tiehua like a chicken cub: "Pfft yes," Tang Yuandao kicked his legs vigorously, and rescued himself from Hu Tiehua's clutches, "This time I used a hidden weapon with a drug !"

Before he could swing his short legs a few steps, Hu Tiehua stretched out his ape arm and pulled him into his arms again: "What are you running, go, go, and tell Uncle Hu, what kind of poison is on your hidden weapon!"

Hu Tiehua naturally picked up Tang Yuandao and stepped out of the room.

Chu Liuxiang pushed Ji Bingyan's wheelchair with one hand, and walked out of the room together.

It wasn't until he walked out of the guest house that Chu Liuxiang turned to Tang Yuandao, who was full of faces and wanted to go back to accompany his master, and said in a low voice, "Until your master wakes up, don't come here again." He looked aside and whistled, seemingly carelessly Hu Tiehua said, "Xiao Hu took you out because he didn't want you to stay with Jiu Gongzi any longer. I'm afraid Jiu Gongzi won't let go of this hidden weapon matter as easily as he said."

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Mo Qi's fever looked aggressive, but it actually subsided quickly.Gong Jiu sent people to Jiangshan Zui overnight to buy four altars of Four Seasons wine, and fed them to Mo Qi in turn, even if the potency of the wine had been weakened before it was sold, those precious and hard-to-find medicinal materials would not be enough to suppress a small fever. A breeze.

When Mo Qi woke up again, the pain on his back had been relieved a lot due to the harsh medicine he had taken the day before. At least when he got up again, as long as he paid more attention, he wouldn't be sweating profusely from the pain.

The morning sun cast golden light into the room and fell on Mo Qi's dazed face.

He remembered how he grabbed Gong Jiu's sleeve when he was not sober from the fever yesterday, and also remembered how Gong Jiu stayed up all night to apply the cold handkerchief on his head.

Mo Qi slowly got up from the bed, stepped on his shoes and got off the bed.Looking around the room, Gong Jiu was no longer there.Probably after his fever subsided, Gong Jiu left.

Mo Qi put on his boots, took the wound medicine from the treasure bag, closed the door, and went inside.

A clean and white obscene garment was quickly put on the screen, followed by other inner garments, which were put on neatly and orderly by the master one by one.

Mo Qi turned his back and looked at his back covered with hideous scars reflected in the bronze mirror.

Those horrible and ugly scabs almost covered his back, and they were even more eye-catching on the flawless jade-like skin.

Mo Qi bundled up his loose hair, pushed his long ponytail to his chest, leaned forward slightly, closed his eyes, and poured the potion behind him.

There was a hissing, burning sound again.

Mo Qi tensed his whole body muscles, the severe pain caused by the corrosion of the wound by the potion made a thin layer of sweat immediately appear on his body. The texture slides off slowly.

Although the effect of this potion is difficult, the effect is immediate.Those scars fell off immediately after being soaked, revealing the newly formed pink flesh.

Gong Jiu just walked into the inner room at this moment.

Because of the severe pain caused by the medicine, Mo Qi didn't even notice the sound of Gong Jiu opening the door and entering the house.It wasn't until seeing Gong Jiu who walked up to him and looked down at him, that he realized that there was someone standing in front of him, a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face, and he quickly raised his hand to wrap the obscene clothes around his waist: "Gong Jiu! "

Gong Jiu raised her eyebrows: "It's quite big."

The rest of Mo Qi's reprimand was instantly choked back by this sentence, and he couldn't catch his breath for a long time: "..."

When Gong Jiu saw Mo Qi, he was only grabbing the obscene clothes around his waist, and he was still holding the potion in the other hand, so he couldn't attack him, so he naturally took a few steps closer: "You are injured on the back, the potion can be wiped off by yourself." , can you clean it completely?"

Mo Qi's brain is still occupied by the phrase "quite big", his face is already astonishingly red, and the tips of his ears seem to be clotted with blood: "You-how-how can-"

He waited for a long time, but he couldn't come up with anything.

Gong Jiu pretended not to hear, walked around behind him, and said seriously: "Let me see, it really wasn't wiped completely. Give me the potion."

When Mo Qi hesitated, Gong Jiu had already taken the potion from his hand.

Mo Qi only had time to feel that his hands were empty, and a few slightly cool fingers brushed over the wound on his back like a splash of water, and the potion immediately penetrated into the scab.

The pain squeezed all other thoughts out of his mind, except for the demands of his unfailing, unfeeling self to occupy his mind.

Under the instinctive reaction, even though the veins were bulging in pain and slightly convulsed, Mo Qi still insisted on holding on to the fig leaf with the hand that was holding the obscene clothes.

After Gong Jiu finished painting the remaining scars, her eyes fell on the pink flesh that was completely different from the skin next to her: "Can these scars fade?"

Gong Jiu's fingertips that were slightly cool and wet with the potion, like the tip of a spring swallow's tail in February, skimmed over a pool of spring water, skimming over the large piece of newly grown, extremely sensitive and fragile new flesh beside the scar.

Mo Qi was so startled that he trembled all over, he stretched out his hand and pushed Gong Jiu out of the screen, and hurriedly put on the inner coat with Yu Yun carrying the effect of the medicine.

Gong Jiu snorted with great interest outside the screen: "It's just a touch, why are you so sensitive?"

When Mo Qi came out from behind the screen, he was that perfect Taoist again with no blemishes on his body.The black Taoist robe neatly wrapped every inch of his body, and the ironed tailoring outlined a thin and slender waistline.

Gong Jiu looked at the well-dressed Mo Qi, and deliberately clicked his tongue several times, determined to make Mo Qi feel uncomfortable.

But after wearing the Taoist robe, Mo Qi seemed to have put on an impenetrable shield, and there was no trace of blush on his face. Even if Gong Jiu deliberately stared at him again, Mo Qi was still expressionless. With a straight face, he backhanded in an orderly manner, and held the tidy whisk behind his back: "Scars can fade. It's time to change the dressings for Chu Liuxiang and Ji Bingyan."

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When it comes to enduring pain, Chu Liuxiang and Ji Bingyan are no match for Mo Qi—but then again, there is nothing comparable.

Chu Liuxiang's injuries were on his arms and hands, while Ji Bingyan's injuries were on his legs and feet, both of which are extremely sensitive to touch, so the pain was naturally doubled.When the two of them couldn't help groaning in pain, Li Guanghan stepped into the room and watched the play with eyes full.

He was wearing a Confucian shirt, which tightly wrapped even his neck, and the fitting size made his figure look thinner.If it weren't for the silver gun that never left his body, he would be no different from those Confucian scholars outside when he walked out.

"Everyone has worked hard, heal your injuries well, and don't worry about me." Li Guanghan's skin was thicker than the city wall, and he could sit down at the tea table leisurely while facing the eyes of everyone, looking at the wounds of Chu Liuxiang and Ji Bingyan.

The original mood of watching the play suddenly became serious.

"What kind of medicine is this? With such an effect, if it is used during the march, I don't know how many lives it can save." Li Guanghan sat up straight on the back of the chair, looking at the medicine in Mo Qi's hand with bright eyes.

Ji Bingyan's voice was a little weak because of the effect of the medicine, but there was a lot of sharp sarcasm in it: "The general blasted us with gunpowder the day before yesterday, and put us in a dungeon, and asked us for medicine today? "

Chu Liuxiang and Hu Tiehua also looked over. Hu Tiehua responded to Ji Bingyan's words, and the boss looked unhappy at Li Guanghan who had the face to say such words.

They all knew that with Daoist Mo's heart, if General Li wanted it, he would definitely give it to him, so before Mo Qi opened his mouth, he seized the opportunity to say something.

Gong Jiu also glanced at Li Guanghan, and thought of something with Ji Bingyan and others.

If Li Guanghan only said that he wanted a prescription, Mo Qi might not give it.But what he said was "rescue the wounded while marching", so don't even think about it, Mo Qi will definitely give the prescription.

A great chivalrous man serves the country and the people.Mo Qi can definitely be called a hero.

Li Guanghan didn't know Mo Qi, and when Ji Bingyan taunted him, he knew in his heart that he was a bit shameless in doing this, but for the sake of the life and death of the soldiers of the Song Dynasty, he could bow down.Just when he was about to stand up and apologize solemnly to Mo Qi, Mo Qi had already turned around, walked to the table in the guest room, and wrote down the prescription with a pen.

From Li Guanghan's question to Mo Qi's turning around, there was hardly any delay in hesitation.

When Mo Qi handed the prescription to Li Guanghan, Ji Bingyan said dryly: "Yes, our boss is just so ungrateful, self-sacrificing, high-spirited..." Ji Bingyan didn't care about her demeanor, and directly raised her sleeves to wipe her headache Breaking out in a cold sweat, he said sarcastically, "Didn't I know about it when he was spreading money everywhere?"

Li Guanghan's hand that received the prescription paused.

When Ji Bingyan ran on him, Li Guanghan didn't think it mattered.But when Mo Qi gave him the prescription without hesitation, and Ji Bingyan ran against Mo Qi, Li Guanghan felt so sorry.

He stood up from the chair, clasped his fists to Mo Qi very solemnly and sincerely, and bowed deeply: "The Taoist priest is righteous! It is Li Guanghan who is narrow-minded!"

Mo Qi being taken advantage of and being scolded by Ji Bingyan is not enough?Anyway, after scolding, he still spreads money around as usual, it doesn't hurt or itches, it's not a big problem.

Ji Bingyan didn't even say a word to him when he ran against him this time, and Mo Qi didn't take it to heart at all, let alone the injury, they didn't care about it at all: "The general enforces the law strictly. It's not the general's fault that we illegally cross the South China Sea."

Li Guanghan was helped up by Mo Qi, and he felt that Mo Qi was really sensible, different from the general people in the Jianghu who can be a shit stick, and felt relieved: "The Taoist priest is a reasonable person."

After doing this again and again, Li Guanghan's prejudice against Mo Qi disappeared a lot, and when he looked at the three wounded in the room, he felt a little sorry: "But I am also responsible for this matter, I have gone too far. To express my apologies, at noon today, I wonder if I could invite you all to come to the small pavilion in the middle of the lake, and I will let the cook prepare the most sumptuous feast to apologize to you all."

Li Guanghan raised his right hand casually, pointing to the direction of the small pavilion in the middle of the lake.

Without noticing, the long sleeves of the Confucian shirt slid down, exposing a small wrist.

Mo Qi's gaze swept away, then turned back in an instant, and fixed on that wrist.

A black iron hoop about three fingers thick was looping around the wrist, and a corner was inadvertently exposed from the slipped sleeve.

"You can see it from here... Can the Taoist see it? It's that place." Li Guanghan fell behind and didn't hear an answer for a long time. He looked back at Mo Qi in confusion, but found that everyone was staring straight at him. Looking straight at his wrist.

Li Guanghan's eyes immediately fell on the black iron ring that he exposed, and his complexion turned ugly.

He lowered his hands and shook his sleeves, and then covered the ring tightly.

"After the lunch is ready, I will send someone to invite you all." After this happened, Li Guanghan's tone that had just recovered from his warmth turned cold again, but he also knew that the person who accidentally exposed the iron ring was himself and had nothing to do with these people , so the tone was a bit cold, and the words were still polite: "Everyone has worked hard to heal your wounds and your body is tired. Li will not bother you, so I will leave."

Li Guanghan left in a hurry.

Hu Tiehua's eyes fell on Gong Jiu's body, and what he was thinking about was still the black iron ring. The two combined into one, and his face suddenly changed: "Could it be, this General Li is also..."

Gong Jiu naturally noticed Hu Tiehua's sight falling on her body, turned her head, and said in a serious tone: "What is it?"

"Are you... the same fellow as the ninth son?" Hu Tiehua bit the bullet and finished speaking.

Gong Jiu: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Gong Jiu: "You must be sick."

Hu Tiehua died of grievances, he was actually told by Gong Jiu that he was sick: "Then why is General Li wearing such a thick iron ring on his right hand?"

"More than that!"

A small head popped out of the door suddenly, and Tang Yuandao's voice sounded crisply at the door.

Tang Yuandao leaned against the door, looked carefully inside the room, and confirmed that his master was indeed inside, then let go of the door with a smile on his face, and wanted to run towards the master while swinging his short legs.

He heard from the servants in the mansion that Mo Qi was awake and ready to change Chu and Ji's medicines, so he dared to come here.What Chu Liuxiang said last night really made Tang Yuandao feel anxious all night.

Hu Tiehua immediately scooped up Tang Yuandao who was running towards Mo Qi—and at the same time running towards Gong Jiu—and hugged him to the coffee table where Ji Bingyan was while pinching his face: "What's more?"

He glanced sideways indiscriminately, and glanced at Gong Jiu who looked normal.Hu Tiehua didn't know if Gong Jiu told Mo Qi about Tang Yuandao, and also didn't know if Gong Jiu really just let Tang Yuandao go, so he could only take Tang Yuandao as far away from Gong Jiu as possible.

Fortunately, although Tang Yuandao felt a little wronged because he was taken away from his master, his head was still quite clever. He immediately remembered what Chu Liuxiang said to him last night, and looked at Gong Jiu timidly, not daring to make a fuss. Mo Qi's side.

Chu Liuxiang smiled naturally and repeated the question, reminding Tang Yuandao not to be too obvious, lest Gong Jiu find out: "Xiao Yuandao, what are you talking about?"

Tang Yuandao raised his small face: "Iron ring! It's not just the right hand! After General Li attacked us with gunpowder that day, he took me away alone. When he hugged me, I felt that his two wrists It has that iron ring on it!"

He said seriously: "Because it was strange, I looked down and found that there was an iron ring under the collar of his clothes!" Tang Yuandao gestured at the position of his neck.

Ji Bingyan opened her eyes with a strange expression: "That's really strange."

Although he felt that Hu Tiehua's speculation was unlikely, what Tang Yuandao said actually relied on the facts to Hu Tiehua's speculation.

Chu Liuxiang: "