[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Daoist Mo's Whisk

Outside the Tianmu Temple, the snow is still drifting endlessly.

Inside the Tianmu Temple, a bonfire has already been lit, and it is crowded with people, and it is not gloomy at all.Not only is it not gloomy, but it even has the smell of roast chicken, which is delicious and mouth-watering.

The roast chicken was naturally brought by Hong Qigong.

Yang Guo dubiously repeated: "So, Qigong, you were saved by the Eastern miracle doctor?"

Hong Qigong gnawed on the oily roast chicken, but he didn't really want to talk, he just wanted to eat the chicken.But after all, the person who asked the question was a junior whom he admired very much, and he had some friendship with him as a mentor, so he reluctantly nodded: "Well, yes."

The Southern Emperor Duan Zhixing heard the Buddha's name and explained on his behalf: "The Oriental genius doctor happened to pass by Mount Hua back then, and when he found the man lying down in the snow, he stepped forward to rescue him, so he survived."

Yang Guo opened and closed his lips, and asked in a low voice, "Then, what about my adoptive father?"

Did Ouyang Feng, who was buried in the snow with Hong Qigong back then, also be saved by the Eastern genius doctor?

Hong Qigong finally lost his mind about eating chicken. He put down the wooden skewer with roasted chicken on it, and said in a serious way: "I also asked the Oriental doctor this question after I woke up. He said that he only saw me from the beginning to the end, and didn't care about it at all. I saw the old poison. At that time, he wanted to turn over the snow, but also because he found a lot of footprints on the snow, so he wondered if someone would be killed."

Mo Qi hesitated for a moment, and said to Yang Guo: "Perhaps after you left, it was the shadow people who found the two seniors first, and they took away Senior Ouyang, but they didn't find Senior Hong who was also buried in the snow at the other end. When the Oriental genius doctor came, he saw the footprints left by the shadow man, so he searched the snow and found old senior Hong."

Hong Qigong's eyes instantly fell on Mo Qi, extremely dissatisfied: "You doll, why do you call that old poison Senior Ouyang and me Senior Hong?!"

Gong Jiu didn't have a good face: "Don't you also call the Taoist priest 'baby'?"

Yang Guo and the others were concerned about how Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng "resurrected from the dead", but Gong Jiu thought it was the mastermind behind Tianmu Temple.

Gong Jiu said unhappily, "The signal flare was already very conspicuous, but just now you roared a few times, I'm afraid that if you stay here for ten days and a half months, or even half a year, the black hands behind the scenes will not dare to come to this temple again show up!"

Duan Zhixing asked with some doubts: "The mastermind behind the scenes?"

Yang Guo: "The three of you don't know about this Songxi town?"

Huang Yaoshi played with Bixiao in his hand and said, "We just received a letter signed by the divine doctor Xingxiang, saying 'Taihang, Songxi, Tianmu Temple, there are important matters to discuss'."

"Are you all?" Mo Qi was a little puzzled, "The oriental genius doctor invited you seniors to come to this Tianmu Temple. Why did you not mention it in the letter?"

Hong Qigong shook his head: "No! I just wrote that sentence. The miraculous doctor of the East saved my old beggar's life and allowed me to eat delicious food from all over the world for a few more years. He said he had something to discuss, how could I not Reason for coming?"

Duan Zhixing clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the oriental genius doctor has a benevolent heart, and since he has important matters to discuss, the old monk will naturally come."

Huang Yaoshi glanced at Duan Zhixing: "Same."

He also came here because the letter was sent by the genius doctor Xingxiang—anyway, his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys hurt from seeing that stupid son-in-law every day, so he might as well come to Taihang to see what the miracle doctor Xingxiang is doing. The important thing is to relax.

Xiao Longnv said softly: "Since Tianmu Temple is mentioned in the letter from the Eastern miracle doctor, maybe it's because he noticed something."

Duan Zhixing was puzzled: "What do you notice?"

Huang Yaoshi also cast an interested look.

Yang Guo mentioned everything about Songxi Town, considering that if these three seniors also came to help, the matter of the shadow man would not be hidden from them, so after meeting Mo Qi and Gong Jiu, he also told the shadow man I told the three of them about it.

Xiao Longnu thought for a while: "The eyes I felt in the Tianmu Temple earlier were not malicious, but there was a feeling of scrutiny..."

Hong Qigong had already gnawed the roast chicken by himself, and slapped his thigh: "Maybe that old poison came to see his daughter-in-law!" He said to Yang Guo, who had an uncertain expression on his face and was in a bad mood, " Don't be afraid. Since we are here and we know about this matter, we will definitely deal with it to the end. Regardless of whether the person is an old poison or not, we will arrest him before leaving!"

Huang Yaoshi glanced at the eager expression on Hong Qigong's face, and said calmly: "Do you want to help, or do you want to join in the fun? Your heart is not as strong as Ronger's. You are sure to go to the case to handle such a matter." Take it on yourself?"

Hong Qigong refused to accept it, pointed at Huang Yaoshi and said, "Huang Laoxie, what do you mean by that? Now the Southern Emperor, Northern Beggar, Dongxie, and Xikuang are all in Songxi Town. The three cobblers are still here. It's Zhuge Liang! The four of us, plus the three of them, can't even solve such a small case?"

Huang Yaoshi said calmly: "Since that's the case, may I ask Brother Hong what is he planning to investigate first?"

Hong Qigong: "..."

Duan Zhixing looked left and right, smoothed things over and said: "I will do my best."

Hong Qigong snorted, and took out a gourd of wine from his waist: "Looking at the situation from side to side, it's impossible to squat in the temple today. Let's drink and get something to fill our stomachs. We'll find it tonight. Get a good night's sleep first. Tomorrow morning, we will start investigating the Songxi Town case!"

The wine gourd is very big, and if you share it, everyone can get the wine.Hong Qigong was also a wonderful person, he actually carried a wine gourd with him, a small one like a short spoon, a dozen or so were worn under the wine gourd.When it is not in use, it is a pendant hanging decoration. When it is in use, untie the thread on the handle, and it is a small wine ladle after another.

Hong Qigong stared at the snow outside, and his mouth began to salivate again: There are so many delicious things boiled in snow water!Wouldn't it be pitiful to drink without food to go with it?

Everyone was still drinking in silence, but suddenly Hong Qigong stood up, gearing up: "I will."

He rushed out like a gust of wind.

After a while, everyone saw that he came back with a lot of things.I got chicken from nowhere, fish from nowhere, even a bundle of leeks, bits and pieces of fungus, yam, green onion, ginger and garlic, even a bowl of tofu, a few small jars of oil and salt Sauce and vinegar, a pair of chopsticks, a spoon, an iron pan and a spatula that were still hooked on with difficulty.

Hong Qigong had no hands to close the door. When he entered the door, he closed the heavy temple door with his foot, and sighed: "These things have spent all the copper coins on my old beggar. When I knocked on the door, the old beggar was almost killed." You have to cherish these ingredients." The last sentence was said by Hong Qigong, who turned his head to Huang Yaoshi.

Huang Yaoshi turned Bixiao's hand and stopped: "Me?"

Hong Qigong said with a bit of emotion: "We haven't met for many years... and the old beggar I escaped from death, isn't it worth celebrating?"

Huang Yaoshi sneered: "There is something worth celebrating."

That being said, Huang Yaoshi had already stretched out his hand to take what Hong Qigong was holding.

Hong Qigong was overjoyed, fearing that Huang Yaoshi would go back on his word, he immediately seized the time to turn his head and boasted desperately to everyone: "You have never tasted Huang Laoxie's handicrafts! That is a masterpiece! I guarantee that after you have eaten this meal, you will think about it." Meal!"

Huang Yaoshi didn't appreciate it, and gave Hong Qigong a cold look: "If you say a few more words, this meal will be over."

Mo Qi sat cross-legged on the futon, a little confused.He didn't know why everyone was still talking about the case just now, and now they suddenly set up a pot on the ground, and began to scald the chicken feathers with warm snow and hot water, and remove the scales from the fish.

Yang Guo adapted well, and even took a stroll to help Huang Yaoshi take the epee to remove fish scales.

Gong Jiu cleared his throat: "Why don't you go?"

Mo Qi turned his face slightly in a daze: "Huh?"

Gong Jiudao: "Aren't you good at cooking? Since you know how to do it, why don't you just sit here and watch Senior Huang cook for you? How dare you?"

It sounds nice, but in fact, I just want to eat the dishes cooked by Mo Qi.Gong Jiu still remembered the bamboo tube rice from last time, and always wanted to find a chance to let Mo Qi cook again, so as to explore Mo Qi's ability.

Hong Qigong's ears twitched: "Oh? Little friend Mo can also cook?" He said with great interest, "Have little friend Gong eaten it? How does it taste?"

Hong Qigong thought, there is nothing better than Huang Laoxie!

Gong Jiu nodded: "Excellent."

He didn't lie, the bamboo tube rice last time was so delicious that he couldn't stop, and he couldn't even talk when he ate it.It is precisely because of this that Gong Jiu actually has a plan for when and how to deceive Daoist Mo to cook.Unexpectedly, when Hong Qigong was sleepy and came to deliver a pillow, he didn't need to think about those plans, and he had a chance.

The expression on Mo Qi's face was somewhat indescribable.

Hong Qigong patted Mo Qi's shoulder suddenly: "Then why are you still standing there? Why don't you hurry over to help? You see, Boy Yang has already helped Huang Laoxie finish slicing fish scales. Since you are also a master cook, you can't do it." Watch!"

Instigated by Hong Qigong's continuous patting and pushing, Mo Qi rushed to Huang Yaoshi's side.

Hong Qigong was still knocking on the bowl in the back: "You have to do it seriously! Huang Laoxie thinks that his cooking skills are the best in the world every day, so ask him to make a dish and hold it. Little friend Mo, you have to rub it hard!" Rub his spirit!"

Hong Qigong looked around for an alliance, and said to Gong Jiu, Yang Guo who came back from Pianhaoyu, and Xiaolongnv and Duan Zhixing who had been sitting quietly, "Let's judge in a while, who is the best food!"

Oops, can't think about it!Just thinking about it, the old beggar's saliva is about to flow out again!Hong Qigong drooled expectantly.

After half an hour.

A pot of stewed chicken soup with fungus and yam, a plate of sweet and sour fish, a plate of tofu mixed with shallots, and a plate of leeks were served in front of everyone.

Although the dishes are simple, just smelling the aroma is already so delicious that you will lose your soul.

Even Xiao Longnu had stopped whispering to Yang Guo, turned her face and stared at Tangcai, her cold face showed a bit of anticipation.

Hong Qigong was very active, and his saliva was almost unstoppable, and he insisted on distinguishing the dishes: "The soup and shallot tofu are made by Huang Laoxie; the fish and leeks are made by Mo Xiaoyou. Come on." Come, taste it all!"

Before he finished speaking, Hong Qigong scooped up the tofu mixed with shallots with a spoon.

fresh!slip!Tender!

The taste, the tofu, is like a delicious soup, it melts in the mouth, the fragrance of shallots and the creaminess of tofu, and the chicken soup...

Gong Jiu, Yang Guo, Xiao Longnv, and Duan Zhixing, each with a spoon, fought like fighting to finish eating the tofu mixed with shallots.Gong Jiu, Hong Qigong, and Duan Zhixing were especially at a disadvantage, because Yang Guo and Xiao Longnv would attack them with two people, and at this time, a pair of spoons would be used to occupy most of the tofu mixed with shallots.

No one wanted to drink the wine that Hong Qigong brought, eyes were fixed on Huang Yaoshi's soup, and his nerves tensed, Huang Yaoshi lifted the lid, except for Duan Zhixing who couldn't eat meat, the other four spoons were all together shot.

"Chi Liu Chi Liu Chi Liu!"

Hong Qigong drank the soup and ate the chicken, which was so delicious that he wished he could swallow his own tongue, even the fungus and yam were rushed to eat.Even the chicken that Hong Qigong bought this time was only half a small one, and there was only a small pot of soup to make it up. There was only a little more than half a bowl left, which was not enough to eat.Even after Hong Qigong licked up the last bit of soup, everyone turned to Mo Qi's sweet and sour fish.

Except for Gong Jiu, no one has eaten the food made by Mo Qi.So Hong Qigong examined this plate of sweet and sour fish with a picky attitude.

The golden-colored fish is covered with burnt-brown soup. Use chopsticks to open a piece of fish. The outside is crispy and the inside is tender. The soup is full, the fish is crystal clear and white, and the fragrance is delicious...

Hong Qigong didn't last long, and he had already put it in his mouth.

This sweet and sour fish is sweet and sour, the skin is slightly crispy, salty and sweet, the fish meat is tender and delicious, the soup is wrapped in fish meat that is almost as tender as tofu, but not lacking in the elasticity of the meat. A delicious fish soup flavor.

Hong Qigong stared, wondering while continuing to scramble: What's going on?How come the more you eat, the more hungry you are? !

He began to regret, why should he save money and not buy more things, such delicious chicken soup and fish are only a small amount in total, which is not enough for four people to share!

Mo Qi has been watching the expressions of everyone very tensely.Seeing that everyone was very satisfied with the sweet and sour fish, their expressions relaxed a little.But before he could relax for a while, he saw Huang Yaoshi raising his hand to pick up the leeks, and his nerves that had just relaxed tensed up again in an instant.

Huang Yaoshi was not hungry at first, but also curious, so he picked up a piece of fish meat, his lips and teeth smelled delicious, and he was extremely satisfied.

With great anticipation, Huang Yaoshi picked up some leeks with his chopsticks before everyone ate them, and tasted it: "..."

Mo Qi: "...Senior Huang, are you alright?"

Huang Yaoshi's face gradually darkened, and then turned blue. The next moment, he stood up straight from the futon, and quickly pushed the door out of the temple.

The sweet and sour fish had already been shared by the crowd, and Hong Qigong glanced at the wide-open temple door again: "What's the matter, it's amazing to eat, I'm sorry I was complacent earlier?"

Hong Qigong didn't think much about it, he casually teased his old friend, picked up a chopstick and put a leek into his mouth: "..."

Hong Qigong's complexion changed drastically, he jumped up from the ground, and rushed out of the temple gate together.

The ones rushing out the door after him were Yang Guo, Xiao Longnv, and Duan Zhixing who raced against time to stuff leeks into their mouths for fear of not being able to grab them.

There were vomiting sounds one after another outside the temple, among which Hong Qigong was the most, because at that time he picked up the most leeks with the chopsticks.

Mo Qi looked at Gong Jiu who was still motionless: "...Master Jiu."

He was a little relieved that at least one person didn't throw up.

Just thinking about it, Gong Jiu stretched out his hand to support the ground suddenly, his arm trembled for a while, stood up unbearably, and rushed out the door.

Gong Jiu: "Hey——"

Mo Qi: "..."

Huang Yaoshi ate little, and after entering the temple, his footsteps were a little vain: "Little friend Mo, what did you add to this leek?"

Mo Qi's heart was broken, and being asked by Huang Yaoshi so unbelievably, his broken heart couldn't help but cracked even harder: "Nothing else, it's just a normal burn."

Huang Yaoshi looked straight at the more than half of the leeks left on the table: whether it is in terms of color or aroma, the leeks are very normal, verdant and golden, and the taste should be very delicious.

——Why is it so unpalatable! !

Mo Qi couldn't hold it back, and lightly pinched the tail of dust hanging down from his side, then retracted his hand restrainedly, and put it back on his knee, feeling a little wronged: "I don't know why...but the food I cooked is really very bad. Stable, either it’s not bad, or it’s unpalatable.”

Gong Jiuqing entered the door with a straight face: "The gap between your food is too big, it's either very good or very bad."

Hong Qigong was weakly supported by Duan Zhixing and entered the door: "You leek... the old beggar almost thought he was going to die a second time!"

Yang Guo helped the little dragon girl to enter the door, his expression was the same as everyone else's, the joy and enjoyment brought by those delicacies before has been completely ruined by this nightmare-like leek: "Daoxian, you... don't you like me?" Can you burn leeks?"

Mo Qi lowered his head slightly, Fuchen hung listlessly behind him: "It's not...just..."

Even he himself was not sure whether the dish was delicious or unpalatable before he cooked it and tasted it!This was the case when he was learning to cook in his hometown.After coming to Taihang Mountain, he was also encouraged by Li Anran to "show off his skills". The first time he "showed his skills", the food was so delicious that his master and senior brothers almost swallowed their tongues; I haven't been able to get out of bed for a week... After several times, Mo Qi can basically be sure that the probability of whether the dishes he cooks is excellent or extremely bad is [-]/[-].

It is equivalent to saying that the taste of the dishes he cooked will always be an unsolved mystery before being sent to the mouth for a taste...

Hong Qigong rinsed his mouth with wine as water, and kept muttering: "It's terrible, it's terrible, the old beggar has never eaten such a terrible thing..."

Just now I felt a little full from eating, but now I'm done, I vomited up completely, and my hungry chest stuck to my back again!

Hong Qigong is sorry!If I knew it earlier, I would eat leeks first, and then eat the rest of the food after vomiting!

But after thinking about it, if he ate the leeks first, he would definitely not want to eat the sweet and sour fish again. into a contradiction.

No, how can I only let myself do this terrible nightmare, I must bring more people to eat the dishes cooked by Mo Xiaoyou in the future!Hong Qigong thought angrily.

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Everyone returned to the Taihang Temple, slept very unsteadily all night, and had a nightmare of being flooded with leeks all night.When he woke up, Hong Qigong was listless, and he didn't have the courage to get up for a while.

Duan Zhixing sent the hot pancake to Hong Qigong's room. After taking a bite, Hong Qigong regained his energy, his eyes lit up, and he praised: "This pancake is good! Hmm..." He tasted it for a while, "Stop it Where did you buy it?"

Duan Zhixing: "Little friend Mo specially got up early to make it."

When Hong Qigong heard the word "Mo Xiaoyou", he felt nauseated subconsciously for a moment, and then continued to eat pancakes mouthful after mouthful with tears in his eyes: "Why! Why can he make such delicious food? How can you make such unpalatable leeks!"

Too bad to eat that leek!He really had a nightmare last night!

Duan Zhixing coughed, and said in a low voice: "When you see little friend Mo, don't ask this question any more."

Hong Qigong was still immersed in grief and indignation: "What?"

Duan Zhixing lowered his voice: "Little friend Mo made pancakes all morning, gave half of them to us, and threw away the other half. After I ate the pancakes he gave me, I felt that it was a pity to throw away the half, so I went to the backyard When I saw it, there were several birds falling beside it..."

Whether it is good or bad, the probability is divided in half.It's all the same process, but it's hard to tell whether the food is edible or not, Mo Qi is probably more depressed than anyone else.

Hong Qigong was skeptical: "Is it so mysterious?"

Duan Zhixing looked at Hong Qigong's window, walked over and opened it, and pointed downstairs: "Look for yourself, it just so happens that you can see the backyard from here."

Hong Qigong jumped up from the bed, ran to the window and looked around, and saw that there were indeed several sparrows lying beside the pancakes on the ground.

Duan Zhixing glanced at it, and said calmly: "It wasn't these few when I saw it in the morning, probably another bird ate that pancake."

Hong Qigong: "...It's too scary! What kind of peerless poison is this!"

Although Hong Qigong was very puzzled by Mo Qi's wonderful culinary skills, he still didn't mention it when everyone gathered and went down the mountain together.

They went down the mountain this time because they were planning to go to the mayor's mansion. First, they came to ask about the list. Second, they thought about the large number of people. It would be more efficient to check the Cangshu Pavilion together, and maybe they could find Tianlao in the local chronicles. temple records.

"There must be records. It is impossible for the Tianmu Temple to suddenly appear in Songxi Town. It is just that it may not have been a 'Tianmu Temple' before, but was later used and transformed by caring people. Please pay attention to the old Taoist temple Or the records of the temple, that is probably the predecessor of the Tianmu Temple." Li Anran said when sending everyone down the mountain, gloating in the corners of his eyes and brows.

He had already heard about what happened the night before, and instead of showing sympathy, he slapped the table with joy on the spot.For so many years, only he and his master were the only ones who suffered from Mo Qi's culinary skills, and now finally someone has tasted the disaster they suffered back then. It's really gratifying, gratifying and congratulating!

Everyone went down the mountain with dark faces, secretly planning how to beat Li Anran violently.If it really doesn't work, pick up those pancakes that poisoned the birds in the backyard and stuff them for him to eat.

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"My son, the national teacher, all the knights. This is the list compiled by the officials according to the chronological order of these people's stupidity. Please take a look."

Didn't sleep well last night, not only the people who ate the leeks cooked by Mo Qi, but also the master.

After staying up all night, the dark circles under my eyes look like pandas, but I look very excited, and I don't mean to complain about rushing to work overnight.

The master said: "As you requested, I have checked all the people on this list, including the mayor. If you want to say, they are all guilty of the ten evils, but most of them are It is a violation of the rule of 'unfilial piety'. Such rebellion and treason... that is definitely not there."

"Songxi is just a small town. The people who can keep their lives in this town are honest people who want to live in a normal way. In a small place like ours, there will be no such heinous villains."

Hearing this, Mo Qi looked away from the list: "What about the young grandson of General Huang's family?"

Master didn't understand: "Huh?"

Mo Qi gave the list to Gong Jiu, and said to the master: "The grandson of General Huang's family is crazy too. Why isn't he on this list?"

On the contrary, the master was stupid when he was asked, his head stuck because he was not good at staying up late, and he subconsciously asked: "When did he become crazy?"

Huang Yaoshi turned his eyes and looked at the master: "You don't know?"

The master was stared at by Gong Jiu's piercing cold eyes, making cold sweat all over his body: "No... I don't know! The little grandson of the Huang family is only seven or eight years old. He is spoiled like an eyeball by his family. He often goes out. During this period of time, rumors about Tian Mu are raging, wouldn't it be even more impossible for the Huang family to let him go out! We never suspected that the young grandson of the Huang family is also crazy..."

Gong Jiu was suspicious: "The Huang family didn't report the crime?"

The master shook his head innocently: "No! Let alone the Huang family, the other families have not reported the crime."

"Why... so many people in Songxi Town are stupid, there must be someone who will report the crime?"

The master shook his head: "There isn't a single one. We will get this list because the neighbors always look up and see each other, and the neighbor next door is a fool, and it must be impossible to hide it. That's why we have this list." But the Huang family was originally a general's mansion, and the family has a big business. If you want to go out all day, you can't take the turn of the master's family. It's not his young grandson who is crazy..."

The master was talking, puzzled and said: "But even the neighboring neighbors of Huang's family don't know about this matter, so how did the national teacher know it?"

Mo Qi didn't speak, thinking about the situation of General Huang, what should he say.

Gong Jiu said impatiently: "You care so much."

The master didn't dare to ask any more.

Duan Zhixing said the Buddha's name: "Master doesn't know, but the Huang family must know. It's better to go to Huang's mansion and ask them why they didn't report to the officials."

Yang Guo nodded: "It is extremely, it is extremely!"

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Everyone followed the master's lead and came to Huang's mansion.

Huang's mansion was already in a panic because of the accident of the young grandson, but now that they suddenly heard that someone was coming from the mansion, how could they have the heart to receive them.

The youngest daughter of the Huang family is worried about her son every day, and her heart is broken from crying. Except for the three elder brothers who come back and ask if they have found a cure for their son, other times they stay by his side and never leave. .

Mrs. Huang's family was also in a state of desperation, and scolded the housekeeper who came to report the news: "We have to see anyone who comes? We are the General's Mansion! Not everyone who is not on the stage can enter!"

The housekeeper's face was pale, and he said anxiously: "No, Da Furen! People from the mayor's subordinates are here!"

Mrs. Huang's family took a deep breath, put her hands on her chest, and screamed: "Why did they come! Who reported it?!"

The housekeeper said: "Not only! Not only the mayor, but even the prince of Taiping, and the national teacher who was appointed by the Holy Majesty, have come!"

Mrs. Huang's family slumped on the chair, extremely desperate: "Why... why! Who reported the official!"

The second lady came out and said to the eldest lady: "Sister-in-law, the important thing now is not to find out who leaked the news. Let's get over the current difficulties first, and then talk about other things. The mayor is nothing to do. But Prince Taiping's son, the national teacher, none of these can be neglected by our Huangfu. My sister-in-law quickly tidied up her appearance and invited them into the mansion to treat them well."

Mo Qi and Gong Jiu waited outside for a while, then a woman in a yellow shirt followed the butler and ran out in small steps.

Under the recommendation of the master, Mrs. Huang's family bowed to Mo Qi and Gong Jiu, then nodded politely to all the knights, and said: "Everyone, please follow me."

The eldest lady of the Huang family led everyone to the main hall, and explained: "The three men in my family have gone out, and they are not at home now, only me and my sister-in-law are left..."

The eldest lady of the Huang family was worried, and according to what the second sister taught, invited Mo Qi and Gong Jiu to sit down, added chairs for the knights, and brought a lot of melon and fruit snacks. After entertaining these people, let them go quickly.

However, Gong Jiu did not intend to be softened by this Huairou method, and said coldly to the eldest lady of the Huang family who was still pouring tea: "I heard that your youngest son is stupid?"

The eldest lady of the Huang family straightened up stiffly: "Ha, haha, who did you listen to, my son..." There was a hint of pleading and helplessness in her eyes.

Gong Jiu didn't like this, and said stiffly: "Huang Xiong, you should be familiar with this person, right?"

Mrs. Huang's family almost had a cardiac arrest.

There are two things that the whole Huang family is most afraid of being known.One is that the much-loved young son of the Huang family is crazy; the other is that they actually kicked old General Huang out of the house.

But now, Prince Taiping came up and pointed out two things at the same time. This is really beyond the range that Mrs. Huang's brain can handle.

Yang Guo smiled: "Madam, if the young master of your mansion is really all right, you can bring him out and show us. If we misunderstand, we will leave right away."

The eldest lady of the Huang family stood there, stared at by everyone's scrutiny, at a loss, her brain was muddled, and finally she burst into tears, and broke down: "You all know why you are forcing us! Woooooo ...Huang Xiong, that bastard, how can our Huang family treat him badly, to be so cruel to him!"

"We didn't say you harmed Old General Huang." Yang Guo became unhappy when he heard that, "What do you mean by harming your son?"

The eldest wife of the Huang family choked and said, "Originally, Yao'er was crazy...after he fell ill, we planned to report to the government. Our Yao'er was bright and lively since he was a child, how could he suddenly become crazy, someone obviously hurt him!"

"But the night before we were going to report to the police, someone sneaked into Yao'er's room and stuck embroidery needles all over his bed! The needles stuck around Yao'er's body, slightly to the side. Half a point, but it's stuck on Yao'er!"

"At that time, I was still angry about which servant who put the oil in the pan did such evil things. I was about to call the whole house to speak, when another embroidery needle shot in from the window, and there was a letter on the embroidery needle. It reads: If you dare to report the case, you will have no bones left for this son."

Mrs. Huang's weeping voice was amplified a little, and she wiped her tears sadly and said: "We—how dare we report to the officials! Let alone report to the officials, anyone who sees the mayor on weekdays must Dodge and run away! But...but you brought such a large number of people to the mansion, the person who left the letter must have known it by now! My youngest son! It was all caused by that guy Huang Xiong!"

Mo Qi frowned: "The reason why Huang Xiong was exiled outside and we met was because you drove General Huang out of the mansion, and you were directly sued to the government, and it's okay to punish you for your unfilial crimes. Yours The youngest son is crazy, and the whole house is worried about it, and the three male masters go out every day to find medicine for the son. Why is General Huang crazy, but you drive him out of the house?!"

Hearing this, Hong Qigong also became angry for no reason: "Could it be that you can live in this general's mansion, isn't your father earning it from fighting on the battlefield for more than ten years?"

Mrs. Huang's family was ashamed of being said, but she still resisted and defended: "You don't understand... When Dad came back, we also performed our filial piety, but Dad is crazy! If you are good, you will Throwing things at us all of a sudden, stabbing people with guns - who can bear this! We also have to..." Mrs. Huang's voice dropped, "Don't we have to think about ourselves..."

Mo Qi closed his eyes, suppressed the anger in his chest, and said calmly: "The crime of unfilial piety, when this matter is over, someone will go to the government to punish the crime according to the law. Now let's talk about the embroidery needle - the embroidery needle at that time was still there. Letter, have you ever kept it?"

The eldest lady of the Huang family whimpered because of the sentence "someone will go to the government to punish crimes according to the law", and she dared not listen to Mo Qi's words, she nodded with tears in her eyes and said: "Keep it, I, I will bring it to you. "

Taking advantage of the time when Mrs. Huang's family left to get the needle, Huang Yaoshi said thoughtfully: "According to what Mrs. Huang said, the person who delivered the letter should also be a martial artist."

Mo Qi asked Gong Jiu in a low voice: "Are there any famous needle users in Jianghu?"

Gong Jiu picked out a green jujube and stuffed it into Mo Qi's mouth: "I've never heard of the living one, but there are two famous dead ones. One is the former leader of the Sun Moon God Sect in Heimuya, Dongfang Bubai. And One is Jin Jiuling, the embroidered thief."

Duan Zhixing said: "But it doesn't have to be a famous person. In places we don't know, there may be many masters of needle use."

Moreover, the people in the Huang Mansion are not martial arts practitioners, so if you want to fool them, maybe you don't even need a master.

Xiao Longnv originally wanted to say that she also used needles, but Yang Guo covered her mouth in half amused and half helpless.

Mrs. Huang's family quickly fetched the things.

Everyone looked at it carefully, and found that it was the most common embroidery needle, nothing special, and a box could be bought for a few copper plates on the street.

Huang Yaoshi pondered for a while: "It's impossible for Dongfang Invincible."

Hong Qigong asked strangely: "Why?"

Huang Yaoshi: "Dongfang Bubai doesn't like this kind of embroidery needle."

That's the leader of the Sun Moon Ming Sect. It's too shabby to buy a box of embroidery needles for a few copper coins on the street.

Duan Zhixing couldn't help sighing: "It's strange. In the past, when things happened, we only had to think about the living, but now we have to take the dead with us."

Mo Qi frowned: "The person who uses the needle must be the one who poisoned him. But is he a shadow person? Or is he just an ordinary martial arts practitioner who uses embroidery needles as weapons? There is no way to know."

Gong Jiudao: "If there are shadow people, then the poison in Songxi Town must be serious. Just to make people stupid, wouldn't two shadow people be dispatched? What's more, one of the shadow people is likely to be Western poison back then."

Duan Zhixing nodded in agreement: "According to what Yang Xiaoyou said earlier, the internal strength of the shadow man will increase several times, according to Ouyang Feng's skill... plus a shadow man, the poison in Songxi Town should really be extremely terrifying. But This poison has only a foolish effect and is not fatal... Can it be inferred that the person who used the needle is not a shadow person?"

Mo Qi said: "Senior Duan's words are reasonable. But there may be two possibilities. One is that this stupid poison is not the target of the shadow people. There is another more deadly poison in Songxi Town, and the shadow people still have it." It failed. But this possibility is unlikely, after all, if it is not successful, then the shadow people should not poison the foolish people, because it is unnecessary."

"Then there is another possibility. Like the previous Hexi case, the poison of stupidity actually has other effects, such as being able to manipulate the mind and confuse the mind...but the shadow man has not yet found the correct way to use it. Therefore, people in Nasongxi Town tested the medicine."

Duan Zhixing was puzzled: "Why does little friend Mo have to think about the shadow man?"

Gong Jiu shook his head and said: