[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Daoist Mo's Whisk

Bashu, Miaoyin City.

The bustling market is full of Taoist priests wearing white robes with wide sleeves and veils.Those who are more enthusiastic have already raised the banner with the words "magic tricks and clever calculations", running back and forth to attract customers; ".

At the breakfast stand.

"Chow mein, two bowls, add more chili peppers. One with sesame, one without." Mo Qi whispered to the stall owner, avoiding the child who was about to bump into him.

The stall owner's face was full of red, and he laughed loudly: "This guest officer, our Bashu spicy food, how can there be light spicy but not numbing, how boring? The guest officer is not a local, right?"

Mo Qi: "...then one portion with spicy and one without. The small bowl with spicy, the big bowl without."

Fried noodles are ready in no time.Mo Qi walked back with the food box in his arms, and looked along the street, not only did the number of white-clothed Taoist priests not decrease, but there were more of them.There were quite a few customers looking for them, and those who calmed down and set up their stalls had already formed a long queue in front of them.

Mo Qi couldn't help but looked a few more times in confusion: Taoism is prevalent here in Bashu?

Just as he was thinking, a fat middle-aged man in brocade clothes ran in front of him.After seeing Mo Qi, the middle-aged man's eyes lit up, he pointed at Mo Qi, and said hello: "You, it's you!"

Mo Qi looked around but didn't see anyone else, he couldn't help wondering: "...?"

who?I?

The man stood not far away, settled his pace, slapped Mo Qi up and down several times, and said with great satisfaction: "Today is you! Daoist, follow me home and do it!"

The man took a step forward, and his fat hands were about to put on Mo Qi's shoulders.

Mo Qi reacted extremely quickly and immediately took a step back.But before he could stand still, several Taoist priests holding flags squeezed in front of him, shouting at one another:

"Hey, Boss Huang! Boss Huang, what are you asking him to do? Look, his black clothes are not authentic! No, no! Choose me, me."

"You bastard! Choose me, look at my outfit, look at my clothes, see, look at my whisk! Boss Huang, I'm more authentic, if you want to do something, choose me, choose me!"

"Boss Huang, you have to be cautious when selecting people. You can't just look at the appearance, the key is to look at the ability. I am Maoshan No. 180—"

"You can pull it down, you don't even know the Taoism of the Immortal Venerable? You are too good! Go, go, don't get in the way here. Boss Huang, choose me, I am too good!"

The quarreling team in front of him was getting bigger and bigger, and Mo Qi was forced to take a few steps back for a while, holding the food box in his hand that was almost knocked over by the quarreling person in surprise, not knowing what the situation was.

Boss Huang was also angry: "Why are you so noisy? Don't think that I won't recognize you if you change your clothes! Aren't you the rascal from the city temple? And you, aren't you the old Harpy at the door of the pharmacy? Go, go Go, get out of the way, don't delay my work."

The few people who were recognized walked away in desperation, and the remaining white-clothed Taoist priests were still trying to sell themselves: "Choose me, Boss Huang!"

Where are they willing to leave?Boss Huang in front of him, the price of one shot is worth their whole year of bluffing and cheating. If this can be selected to do it, it will be a big piece of pie!

Thinking of this, the few people who were squeezed into the outermost circle and closest to Mo Qi gave Mo Qi several unfriendly glances, and what's more, they pretended to kick their legs inadvertently, trying to get on Mo Qi's black robe. Kick two feet.

Apparently they regard Mo Qi as a competitor for business.

Mo Qi stepped back again, avoiding the flying foot: "..."

He stood there for a while, feeling that the chaos in front of him should have nothing to do with him, so he walked around the crowd and prepared to go back to the inn with the still-warm food box.

Only halfway around the circle, the plump, weak-looking Boss Huang pushed aside all the fake Taoist priests in front of him bravely, and jumped in front of Mo Qi: "Why are you running? Let me tell you , my ancestor has been watching you for a while, she called you to do today's ceremony, come back with me quickly, don't waste my time. After today's ceremony is finished, I have to go out to the pier to see the goods !"

Boss Huang pointed to the magnificent garden at the end of the street with his left hand, and pulled Mo Qi with his right hand: "After passing that garden, it's my home, let's go!" You are really unprofessional for pretending. Ren Taixing Xianzun wears white clothes, and you wear a big black robe. How about mourning? You still get fried noodles! Oily and spicy fried noodles! Is Ren Xianzun a person who can eat fried noodles? ? Ah? Immortals eat the wind and drink the dew!"

Mo Qi followed Boss Huang for a few steps in a daze, and then settled down, but stopped Boss Huang who was in a hurry: "Taixing Immortal? Pretend?"

Boss Huang glared: "You are pretending outrageously! You have pretended too much! Now, no one knows that the current emperor ordered the world three days ago, saying that there is a Taihang immortal, white clothes and silver dust, with immortal demeanor. Helping the world with a benevolent heart, immortals are powerful. Helping the sage to pacify the evil in Hexi and the chaos in the South China Sea, so he is specially honored as a "Tao Immortal", received the courtesy of the national teacher, and deserves the respect of the world!"

Mo Qi froze in place as if struck by lightning.

He had actually seen this imperial decree before, and it was Zhao Zhen who forced it to him. That day, Zhao Zhen also called Taishi Pang, Mr. Bao Xiang, and Mr. Gongsun, and even the queen mother came out together to weigh the pros and cons with him, saying that it was this. It was an excellent plan to "suppress cults and eliminate bad habits", so he just accepted it.

But he never expected that this imperial decree...was actually announced to the world?

And, why... why did he get another layer of immortality?In the imperial decree he received earlier, it was still talking about "Taihang Immortal Monarch", how could it become "Taihang Immortal Monarch" in the blink of an eye?And everyone in the world knows about it!

Boss Huang didn't notice anything wrong with Mo Qi. He pointed at the Taoist priests who were following behind him, not wanting to give up, and continued: "...I don't know about other places. There are rumors that bone girls are doing evil, and after issuing an edict three days ago, this group of money-seeking people suddenly appeared, all dressed up as Taoist immortals."

Boss Huang sneered: "Actually, anyone with a brain knows that this group of mobs are all fake. However, the female family members only eat this set of 'white clothes and silver dust, immortal demeanor'. If there is any trouble, you have to say it is an 'evil spirit', and you have to find a Taoist priest to get rid of it." Boss Huang spread his hands helplessly, "Then what can I do, the top is my old mother, the bottom is my little girl, and even I The lady also insisted on asking me to invite Taoist priests. I have been inviting Taoists for three days in a row, and I haven’t seen a single one of them, and I have almost recognized all the fake Taoist priests in Miaoyin City who can dance to the gods.”

Boss Huang patted Mo Qi's chest in a hurry: "I don't think you look too bad, so I just show your face and temperament. If you are a fake Taoist, you should be a fake Taoist. Anyway, my grandmother believed in it." That's enough. Dance to the master in a while, you have to be more professional."

Mo Qi, who never found a chance to interject: "..."

Mo Qi: "I don't know how to dance the Great God."

Boss Huang was impatient: "Then just wave your dust whisk casually, turn it around a few times, and kick your legs on the spot, it's almost interesting. Oh, it's really not possible, you can draw amulets after you burn the incense. It must be impossible. ? Just take a piece of yellow talisman paper, take a brush, and draw casually while blindfolded."

Mo Qi: "..."

He looked down at the food box in his hand, and looked at Boss Huang: "Sorry, Boss Huang misunderstood, I'm not a great dancer..."

Boss Huang got angry, and pointed at the Yin-Yang Pisces Talisman and Whisk on the back of Mo Qi's black robe: "Then are you a Taoist priest?!"

Mo Qi's clarification was blocked by Boss Huang: "...Yes."

Boss Huang raised his chin: "Huh! You still say you are not!"

Mo Qi: ... I'm a Taoist priest, but I'm not the kind... the kind of Taoist priest who can dance to the gods.

…………

Yellow Garden.

Table case, red cloth, incense burner, yellow talisman.

Although he was dressed in black, he was several times more handsome than any Taoist priest in Miaoyin City.

Boss Huang originally thought that after bringing Mo Qi back, the family members would complain that they were not like the Taihang Immortal at all, but he didn't expect that as soon as Mo Qi entered the door, everyone turned into a gourd with saw-mouthed gourds, and he was the kind whose face would turn red .

Boss Huang nervously clutched the food box of the Taoist priest in black—he snatched it from Mo Qi before entering the door, so as not to spoil the overall image—and looked at Mo Qi who picked up the incense.

The three incense sticks are in hand, the incense head is slightly different, the left hand is holding the incense foot, and the slender and powerful hand is holding the peach red incense stick, and the incense head is turned down, and lit one by one on the candle.

Mo Qi has already calmed down: "Always burn the incense in your heart, and you will have great peace."

Although it was put on the shelves by ducks, since it is incense, it is natural to have a quiet mind and body.

When the incense head lit an open flame, Mo Qi flicked his wrist skillfully and skillfully, and the open flame immediately went out.The long sleeves were hanging down steadily by the side. The Taoist in black had a handsome face and an elegant demeanor. With his gestures and gestures, it made people feel that the place where they were standing was not a piece of grass that Boss Huang randomly found in the garden, but a solemn place. The solemn Taiqing Palace.

The female relatives who were still peeking at Mo Qi couldn't help restraining their minds, and lowered their heads reverently.

Boss Huang touched the greasy food box in his hand, and murmured: "Yes..."

Damn it, if it wasn't for this fried noodle box, he would really think that this is the immortal deity!

Mo Qi, who was indeed the deity of the immortal, had no idea what Boss Huang was thinking. He stood upright with a solemn expression, his left hand above and his right below, holding incense in both hands in front of his chest, and bowed slowly three times.

The wind blew over his firm and perfect facial features, and gently blew up the sleeves of the long black clothes, and the belts flew in the air, just like the immortals in the murals of the palace, as if the clouds were about to rise in the next moment , Feng Xu and Yufeng.

Boss Huang almost forgot about the greasy food box in his hand.

Incense into the censer.

In the rising mist that slowly drifted away, Mo Qi narrowed his eyes slightly: "May I use this merit of burning incense to return to the family to worship and believe in others, the family will be happy, and the family members will be safe..."

The female relatives bowed their heads together, not daring to raise their heads.

Boss Huang: "..."

This kid also said that he can't dance the big god, hey!Those who dare to wear black clothes, know how to dance, and go to the streets to solicit customers, do they really have a few brushes!

The incense burns out.

The old grandmother whispered to Boss Huang: "This Taoist priest is many times better than those messy ones you invited earlier. I hope that after this time, the bone girl will not come to our house again."

Mo Qi was going to ask Boss Huang to get the food box and leave, but he couldn't help but stop when he heard the old grandmother's words: "Bone girl?"

The old grandmother was surprised: "I speak in such a low voice, the Taoist priest can hear it? You really have real skills!"

The daughter-in-law of the Huang family has never found a chance to talk to Mo Qi, so she hurriedly followed up on what her ancestor said, and explained: "This is a story in our Miaoyin City, and it was passed down ten years ago..."

"In our Miaoyin City, there used to be a girl from a family who had a beautiful face and a beautiful face. Once she went out alone to pick flowers on the mountain, but unfortunately she was insulted by the wicked and died. She was born beautiful, even turned into a bone girl, her bones are all pink, like jade with rouge."

"In order to find the villain who hurt her, she wandered around in Miaoyin City... If someone's water tank or rice tank was suddenly stained with pink, it means that the bone girl once entered this house at night, and took the They took rice and water from their families, and made offerings that would not take the lives of their families."

Boss Huang's youngest daughter held her mother's hand, held back her tears and said in fear: "Yesterday, some rice in our rice tank turned pink again. Huh, it's been five days in a row. Our family is Didn't you get targeted by that bone girl!"

Boss Huang patiently coaxed his daughter: "How could it be? Our family has never done anything wrong! Besides, didn't the Taoist priest offer incense to us? From now on, Patriarch Sanqing will bless us!"

…………

Boss Huang comforted his daughter and sent Daoist Mo out of the house.He took out a gold ingot and handed it to Mo Qi together with the food box: "It's not bad, I think, my wife and ancestors believed it. I think in the future, I won't say anything about evil spirits committing murder."

Mo Qi took the food box but not the gold ingot: "It's just offering incense."

Boss Huang laughed, "No cash? Hey, interesting—" He laughed halfway, and suddenly frowned, "Wait a minute, don't you think it's too little?"

Mo Qi shook his head: "No money will be accepted."

Boss Huang was puzzled: "Then what do you want?"

Mo Qi: "I really don't need it." He thought for a while, and then said, "However, pink rice..."

Boss Huang is vigilant: "What's wrong with the rice?! Let me tell you, don't tell me that there is really some bone girl who is causing trouble, and you want to do something serious to cheat me of money. The rouge on this rice must be from the home cook. Mother accidentally made it when she was burning rice, there is no such thing as a bone girl!"

"In the past ten years, Miaoyin City has been peaceful and quiet. Rumors about the bone girl are spread every day, but there are no real dead people! It's all nonsense made by people with cups, bows and snakes!"

Boss Huang's eyes widened, "Do you want this gold or not? If you don't want it, just leave! Do you really think you are a Taixing Immortal?"

Boss Huang pushed hard with his fat hand.

The majestic Taihang Immortal himself was kicked out of the door by someone who thought he was a liar: "..."

"Bang!"

The door of Huang's mansion was shut heavily.

Mo Qi stood outside Huang's mansion for a long while, but he was not angry, but felt funny in his heart, shook his head in a funny and speechless manner, turned and left Huang's mansion.

Inside the hotel room.

Tang Yuandao was almost hungry: "Master, why did you come back!"

He swiftly took the food box in Mo Qi's hand, put it on the wooden table, and lifted the lid, and there was indeed the familiar spicy fried noodles inside.Two bowls of fried noodles, one bowl of red chili oil, it looks delicious at first glance, but the other bowl is plain, with nothing but green onions.

Tang Yuan said quickly: "Hey, did the boss forget to put spicy food on you, Master? I remember that you also like spicy food, Master! Come on, I'll give you some spicy oil, Master—"

Before Mo Qi could say anything, the hot red chili oil had already dripped into the plain noodles.

Tang Yuandao happily helped Mo Qi mix it: "Master, come and eat it! It's delicious!"

Mo Qi: "..."

The Taoist priest, who can only eat spicy food but not hemp, slowly sat down at the table. After eating a few chopsticks, his tongue almost no longer belonged to him.Mo Qi sighed silently, and simply ate a little faster, anyway, he couldn't taste anything, whether it was spicy or not was the same.

After eating a bowl of fried noodles, Tang Yuandao was sweating profusely, and Mo Qi still had that expressionless expression, which surprised Tang Yuandao: "Master...you are really good! Such spicy noodles, You didn't even take a sip of water... isn't it spicy?"

This... people who don't know, thought that what the master ate was not spicy fried noodles, but Xianluqiong strips!

Feeling numb, Mo Qi, who couldn't taste any flavor, reached out his hand helplessly, and pressed Tang Yuandao's little grip while swallowing his face and talking: "Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep."

He looked at Tang Yuandao, who was eating noodles, and Xiao Yajiu felt like "trying hard to suck the noodles", and slowly withdrew his hand: "Miaoyin City, ten miles ahead, is the Tangjia Bazaar."

Tang Yuandao stopped biting his face.

Mo Qi: "When you enter the Tang Family Bazaar, it is the territory of the Tang Family Fort."

Tang Yuandao suddenly lost his appetite, and his stomach began to writhe nervously after swallowing a lot of spicy peppers.He put down his chopsticks, pushed the bowl aside, and said nothing in a muffled voice.The small wooden sword tied around his waist hung down, touched the ground, was pulled by Tang Yuandao, and lay across his leg.

One day ago, originally Tang Yuandao followed Mo Qi to experience the sword intent in the South China Sea, but a carrier pigeon of Ji Bingyan fished the master and apprentice out of the fishy sea water.

There are two letters attached to the carrier pigeon, one is Ji Bingyan's account reconciliation results, straightening out Jiang Shanzui's total income this year, and warning Mo Qi not to loose money; the other is a letter from Bashu Tangjiabao. Ji Bingyan's reply letter.

When Tang Yuandao got the letter, his hands were shaking.

The letter stated that Tang Yuandao's father was indeed from Tangjiabao, and his name was Tang Yuanxing.He was originally a descendant of a branch of the Tang family. Because the sky is a genius, Tang Huaixia, the lord of the castle, made an exception and gave him the opportunity to enter the secret room of his family to practice hidden weapons.Afterwards, Tang Yuanxing met his future wife during a mission, Miao Fanli, a Gu master from Miaojiang Immortal Sect. After the two got married, their love and harmony was enviable.

However, the good times didn't last long. 11 years ago, Tang Yuanxing suddenly rebelled against Tangjiabao, slaughtered several children of his family, and left Bashu with Miao Fanli. have children.

In addition, the letter also stated that because Tang Yuanxing had rebelled against Tangjiabao, even if Tang Yuandao came back, he would not be able to recognize his ancestors and return to them.However, Tang Yuandao's grandfather is still alive and wants to see Tang Yuandao very much. If Tang Yuandao is willing, he will wait for Tang Yuandao at the gate of the Tang family market for the next three days.

…………

Mo Qi asked softly, "Why don't you eat?"

Tang Yuandao grabbed his small wooden sword: "I...I'm afraid."

Tang Yuandao was at a loss.After receiving the letter, he was the one who urgently wanted to rush to Bashu overnight, but when he got there, he suddenly felt a little bit of regret.

Mo Qi squatted down, looked at Tang Yuan and said, "What are you afraid of?"

Tang Yuandao said with a sullen head, "I don't know what kind of person my grandfather is. Besides, Tang Jiabao has already said that he can't recognize me anymore. So what does my grandfather want to say to me when he comes to see me?" He thought uneasily, " Could it be that you actually want to deceive me, and then pay the father's debt, let me pay for those disciples' lives?"

Tang Yuandao pursed his lips: Besides, how could Dad kill someone for no reason...

In Tang Yuandao's heart, his father is the most gentle. He is neither like a blacksmith nor a disciple of the Tang family. If he puts on a Confucian shirt, he is like a gentle teacher, and he speaks in a gentle voice. Warm.How could such a father be... the kind of murderer who would kill children of the same clan?

Mo Qi patted Tang Yuandao's head: "Of course not. Tang Huaixia, the current lord of Tangjiabao, is gentle and kind to others. He will not do anything to trick you into going back to pay your father's debt."

Mo Qi's eyes darkened, and he didn't say the rest of the words: Tang Yuandao's father, Tang Yuanxing, had obviously rebelled against the Tang Sect, but his grandfather was still safe and sound in the Tang Sect.This time, Tang Yuandao wanted to recognize his ancestor and return to his clan, but it was normal for Tang Men to deny it, but Tang Men allowed Tang Yuandao's grandfather to come to see Tang Yuandao... I am afraid that Tang Yuanxing's defection may have other secrets .

Since the Tang Sect allowed Tang Yuandao's grandfather to recognize Tang Yuandao's grandson, I'm afraid... In the future, Tang Yuandao may not be allowed to recognize his ancestor and return to his clan.

And... Mo Qi's time is running out.If the Tang family can really recognize Tang Yuandao, Mo Qi will be less worried when he goes to the appointment in March.

Mo Qi whispered: "Do you want to see your grandfather? If you want to see him, I'll send you there. If you don't want to see him, we won't see you."

Tang Yuandao said in a low voice, "I want to see..."

Mo Qi took Tang Yuandao's hand: "Then go see me." Mo Qi hesitated for a while, and then said something not so Mo Daochang, "Don't be afraid, Jiangshanzui is the biggest customer of Tangmen now. You are my Not only do they dare not touch you, but they will treat you well. If they make you angry and make you unhappy—you will cut off half of their business with Jiang Shanzui."

Tang Yuandao was still hesitating at first, but when he heard Mo Qi's second half, his hesitation suddenly turned into dumbfounded.

Originally, he was going to the Tang Sect to recognize his ancestors and return to his family to meet his relatives. Why did he become a partner inspection now? Is it okay to cut half of the business if there is a disagreement?

But Mo Qi's words really gave Tang Yuandao some confidence, and he straightened his chest: "I'm not afraid anymore! Master, let's go!"

…………

At the entrance of the Tangjia Market, beside the coachman, stood a white-haired old man in a coir raincoat. His solemn and upright face was covered with vicissitudes, but his upright facial features made it easy to see his youthful handsomeness.

Tang Yuanyou has been waiting all morning.

Driver: "Do you really have to wait for three days?"

Tang Yuanyou didn't speak.

The guard disciple of the Tang gate dressed as a coachman swayed from side to side in boredom, then turned back to Tang Yuanyou: "How do you know if they will come? What if they don't come? What if they have a guilty conscience—"

A small emerald blue sword touched the neck of the gatekeeper disciple at some point.

Tang Yuanyou looked calm, as if he wasn't the one holding the hidden weapon against the man's neck: "My grandson is not a thief."

The gatekeeper sighed, and pushed Tang Yuanyou's hand away: "Oh, no, it's okay! I said why are you still so stubborn? You are no longer the elder of the Tang gate! Look at the people who separated us, they were all driven away. The market is now the gatekeeper, and you still insist that your son is not the murderer who killed the Lord’s children?”

The coachman with a young face wiped his face, and unexpectedly revealed a face as old as Tang Yuanyou: "We old guys are all sent to guard the gate..." The coachman smiled wryly, "The face has long been gone, you What else are you going to do?"

Tang Yuanyou was indifferent, and stood straight: "I'm not stubborn, what I insist on is the truth."

The coachman: "Fact? It's been 11 years. Even if it's a fact, it should be fucked up."

The coachman turned and went into the stable, and disappeared.

Tang Yuanyou looked at the long official road in front of the market and remained motionless.

Until the end of the official road, a tall black horse came slowly.The child who was sitting right away combed two little tufts that rose to the sky. He was round and round, as cute as a little fairy boy.

Holding the reins was a Taoist priest in black robes.The wind blows, and the silver dust behind him turns a golden light.

Tang Yuanyou's eyes lit up.

He suppressed his excitement, watching the Taoist lead the horse, and finally walked in front of him, and hugged the child who was dozing off immediately: "Yuan Dao, we're here."

Mo Qi felt Tang Yuanyou's piercing eyes: "But Senior Tang Yuanyou?"

"Yes, yes!" Tang Yuanyou was so excited, just now he looked like a tortoise shell that couldn't be knocked open, but after a few brisk steps, he stood in front of his darling grandson, and his calm image instantly collapsed: "My darling Sun-"

With a backhand pull, Tang Yuanyou pulled out an ox cart from behind with a mooing sound. The cart was full of various kinds of rattles, bamboo dragonflies, and small cloth tigers. There were sugar paintings, candied gourds, and meat skewers stuck on the railings.

There seemed to be tears in Tang Yuanyou's eyes, but they disappeared quickly, making people wonder if it was his own illusion: "Good grandson, what do you want! Tell grandpa! Grandpa can give you even if he sells iron today. You take over the entire Tang Family Bazaar!"

Tang Yuandao tried his best to save himself from under the white beard: "No, no need!"

Tang Yuanyou rubbed his fat grandson a few more times, his face became serious, and he said to Mo Qi who was watching silently, "Thank you Mo Daoxian."

Helped me get back my most important person in the world.

——I also raised my grandson to be fat and fat, which means that I don’t eat less good food!

Tang Yuanyou brought Tang Yuandao into the Tang family market.Mo Qi did not follow up, as outsiders were always strictly prohibited from entering or exiting the Tangjiabao.

He stood at the gate of the market, looking at Tang Yuanyou's happy back holding Tang Yuandao from a distance, for a long time, until he disappeared, then turned around and got on the horse.

Mo Qi, who suddenly lost his direction, rode Dahei and walked along the official road aimlessly for a while, when the clear and crisp bird song of sparrow feathers suddenly came to his ears.

Mo Qi caught Que Ling, let it act like a baby in his palm, and took a look at the letter paper.

It was actually Zhao Zhen's handwriting.

The little emperor's faith is like his own, steady and skinny.

"Gusu Murong is different, hurry to Yanziwu, join Hezhuang.

Connecting code, Taihang Immortal, yes, I am. "

Mo Qi choked on his chest with a suffocated breath, and couldn't help clutching the letter: "..."

No, I am not.

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A few years ago, there was a saying that was widely circulated in Jianghu, saying: "North Qiaofeng, South Murong."

As the battle turns and the stars move, the white horse passes through the gap.The Qiao gang leader praised by everyone in the past has died in Yanmen Pass, and Gusu Mr. Murong, who captured the hearts of all the girls, has become a lunatic. The plan to restore the country has been shattered. Murong Fu was imprisoned in Yanziwu by people sent by Zhao Zhen, and he could never step out of Yanziwu.

Gusu, guests come to the teahouse.

The girls in strong clothes who came back from the boating surrounded the storyteller and listened with gusto.

"If you ask me, the Holy Majesty is already very kind-hearted. Murong Fu conspired against him! Just imprisoning him in Yanziwu is taking advantage of him."

"But he's crazy!"

"Shhh, don't talk about it, we just went boating in the lotus pond in Canhezhuang, so we should stop talking about others."

"Oh, what my sister said is right. I just don't know what that crazy Murong Fu looks like. We have been swimming in the lotus pond in Canhezhuang all day, and we haven't seen a single person! "

"That's right, didn't you say that Murong Fu was imprisoned by the Holy One? Then we went boating on the lotus pond in Canhe Village, but no one stopped us?"

The girls ate snacks, chatted, rested for a while, and left soon.

The servant in the teahouse eagerly saw off the group of beautiful girls, then picked up the teapot again regretfully, and walked to the table in the farthest corner: "Master Taoist, do you want more tea?"

Mo Qi shook his head.

He is waiting for a connection.If no one came before this evening, then he might have to go to the Shenhe Village that the girls were talking about just now.

Mo Qi was thinking about who the connector would be when someone knocked on the bench he was sitting on.

A Taoist priest in cheap white clothes came over with a smile and bowed his waist: "This colleague?"

Mo Qi: "..."

All the way from Bashu to Gusu, Mo Qi has already deeply understood how deceitful Zhao Zhen's will is.But in any more prosperous town, there are bound to be many Taoist priests in white clothes and whisks hanging around, and it is not known whether it is true or not.The situation in Wonderful Sound City is not an exception.

Mo Qi is wearing a black robe, which is particularly eye-catching among these Taoist priests who are uniformly dressed in white. He has been accosted for countless times.

The Taoist rubbed his hands: "Dare to ask, brother, where did you make the whisk behind your back?"

The Taoist carefully looked at the ups and downs of silver snow behind Mo Qi, and felt that the dust whisk was really exquisitely made. The handle of the dust was like silver and jade, and it was clear and clean. At first glance, it seemed to be worth a lot of silver, and the silver thread at the tail of the dust was even more peculiar. , Once the sun shines through, it can still glow with golden light.

Mo Qi: "..."

It was not the first time he had heard this question.

Taihang Immortal Venerable who has already learned the experience: "It's made by a skilled craftsman, and it's worth a couple of thousand."

I wanted Mo Qi to recommend the Taoist priest who would be the person who made this whisk, but he immediately retracted: "It's so expensive, that's all. Brother, you really deserve your money. However, I suggest you change the Taoist robe on your body into a white one." , you are wearing a black robe, even if people want to ask you to do something, they have to hesitate, and that will delay a great business opportunity."

Mo Qi: "What Fellow Daoist said is very true."

The Taoist priest wanted to give some more advice, but the chattering teahouse suddenly fell silent.

At the door of the teahouse, a white-clothed swordsman walked in.A jade-like face, dark starry eyes, and a stern demeanor.

Ximen Chuuxue: "A glass of white water."

He saw Mo Qi sitting in the corner.

The Taoist priest who was sitting on Mo Qi's bench with limp legs, leaned back vigorously, trying to stay away from the cold and sullen swordsman who was written all over Mo Qi, but he didn't expect that the other party went straight in front of him. Walk.

Ximen Chuuxue's eyes fell on the Taoist priest who started to hiccup in shock: "Who is this?"

Mo Qi: "...a passerby."

Ximen Chuuxue frowned, his cold gaze was like a sword glow: "Why are you sitting on your stool?"

The Taoist plopped down on the ground, and fled away crawling and rolling.

Damn it, who is this evil spirit in white clothes? It's really scary!

Mo Qi: "He's gone."

Ximen Chuuxue: "Where is the Ninth Young Master?"

Mo Qi: "..."

Mo Qi found a strange thing.It seems that after the case of Cong Yumenguan, all those who knew him would ask Mr. Nine for three sentences.

Is Gong Jiu his Siamese twins?Do you have to follow him anytime, anywhere?

When Mo Qi was full of words, he went through them once in his stomach, and when he uttered them, they became two simple words: "I don't know."

Fortunately, Ximen Chuuxue is not a person who likes to get to the bottom of things like Hu Tiehua. When Mo Qi said he didn't know, he stopped asking.

Mo Qi put down the teacup in his hand: "Why did Master Ximen come to Gusu?"

Ximen Chuuxue: "You are in Gusu." He rarely said a few words, "I heard that you were in Bashu, but I went to Miaoyin City, but I didn't find it. People from Tangmen said, you left a few days ago, you went It’s in the direction of Gusu.”

Mo Qi was puzzled, "What is the owner looking for me?"

Ximen Chuuxue said briefly: "Ye Gucheng."

Mo Qi understood.

Ye Gucheng is still awake.

"Where is Lord Ye now?"

Ximen Chuuxue: "Swallow Pier, Shenhe Village."

Mo Qi was startled.

Frightened, Xiao Er brought white water to Ximen Chuuxue, turned around and ran away with the kettle in his hand.

Mo Qi asked: "Manor Ximen, how did you get into Canhe Manor?"

Isn't Shenhe Village guarded by the little emperor's people?Is it really like what those girls said, in fact, there is no one guarding Zhao Zhen in Shenhezhuang?

Ximen Chuuxue looked at Mo Qi, and after a while, he slowly said, "Someone asked me to ask you a question."

Mo Qi: "What?"

Ximen Chuuxue: "Taihang Immortal?"

Tai, Xing, Xian, Zun.

Mo Qi instantly remembered the steady letter written to him by the little emperor, and his face turned dark instantly: "..."

Ximen Chuuxue looked at Mo Qi without moving, as if he would not look away until he got an answer.

With a suffocating breath, it stuck in Mo Qi's chest, unable to move up or down.

Ximen Chuuxue continued to stare at Mo Qi.

Mo Qi: "..."

The people who have been afraid to make a sound and only dared to watch the hard-to-ignore confrontation in the corner couldn't help but hold their breath.

The Taoist priest who had just talked to Mo Qi leaned against the door, his eyes widened.

Mo Qi finished talking with Ximen Chuuxue with extreme reluctance: "...Yes, I am."

"thump."

The Taoist at the door rolled his eyes and fainted.

Mother!I just wanted to ask my colleagues, but I didn't expect to fail in learning from the scriptures, but I actually got it!

Isn't it the silver dust in white clothes that was promised! ?This is different from what you said!

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On the way Mo Qi followed Ximen Chuixue to Yanziwu, the white-clothed Taoist priests who were still wandering around disappeared.

Mo Qi keenly felt many hot eyes staring at him secretly, scorching his back one by one, obviously those Taoist priests who couldn't figure out why the gods who were doing well suddenly changed into black robes. Observe secretly.

Ximen Chuuxue's face was stern: "Come back tomorrow, maybe you can see the Taoist priest in black."

Mo Qi: "..."

Ximen Chuuxue seems to never joke, but once he makes up the knife, he will be killed with a knife. He is steady, accurate, and ruthless, and never misses: "What do you think of the Immortal?"

Mo Qi: "..."

Daoist Mo suddenly missed the days when he was still in the ice pool, and wanted to plunge into the ice pool immediately to cool off the heat on his ears.

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The journey to Yanziwu was not long, after the two of them stopped joking, they started their light work and reached the place in a short while.

Mo Qi followed Ximen Chuuxue into Yanziwu, and he didn't see a single guard until he entered the gate of the villa.

Shenhezhuang was empty, and there was no one.But everywhere there are traces of many people playing, such as hydrangea, cuju, and kites.When passing by one of the courtyards, Mo Qi also saw a courtyard full of sky lanterns, which were quietly placed on the ground and neatly arranged.

I made a sky lantern, why?