Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 57|Self desires are in danger

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This ancestral hall is not small, but eight people came in at once, and it looked a little crowded.

This group of people are narrow-sleeved, short-sleeved, thick-soled boots, and a warrior costume.

——He is carrying a weapon wrapped in a cloth strip, and a leather bag is still hung around his waist.

This leather pouch is not for money. Generally, hidden weapons are placed inside, and sometimes hidden weapons are also poisoned.

That kind of wide-faced, slightly warped thick-soled boots also hides mystery, and a sharp blade can pop out of the boot. Don't underestimate this blade. In addition to calculating people in a fight, it is more of an emergency.

For example, if your hands are **** with ropes, you can't untie the knot when someone comes to rescue them. Where can you find a knife?

Or when the body is severely injured and it is difficult to move, a beast will look eagerly, and a kick may be able to kill the beast.

Qin Lu told Moli about the life-saving gadgets respected by those who walked the rivers and lakes, and Xue Lingjun once took out some old things to look at Moli, especially the hidden weapon barrel with continuous hair spring.

The characteristics of Neijia masters are obvious, and you can tell at a glance. Those delicate organs are different. They usually have ordinary appearances, and they will ignore the past if they are not careful.

These people who enter the abandoned village late at night are obviously old rivers and lakes.

They have thick cocoons on their hands, strong strides, and sturdy upper bodies, so they should be able to practice martial arts skills.

Mo Lei did not continue to look, he lowered his eyes and supported the fat mouse with his other hand.

The gerbil just moved and didn't wake up.

It seemed to be indulged in a dream, and its chubby body was covered with a layer of soft hair. After the ink carp touched it, he realized that it seemed a bit cold for the gerbils, and the hair was not warm to the touch.

The heat spreading through the obscene clothes is obviously very ironing.

The fat mouse moved his head closer, and his tiny paws subconsciously rubbed it a few times.

Doctor Mo stiffened.

Although the gerbil is small, the strength of its claws is not weak, after all, it needs to dig a hole. Rubbing unconsciously like this is to rubbing on the same spot continuously, but unfortunately, that small piece happened to be a slight protrusion on the right chest.

Except for the coat, Moli did not wear any more clothes.

Because of the slightly undulating chest of breathing and the sound of heartbeat vibration, coupled with the clear breath of spring like a spring, in the feeling of a fat mouse, it is like lying in a soft sand cave, not far away is a waterfall rumbling The sound of falling into the lake.

The sand on the shore of the lake was very warm after being exposed to the sun for a day. There was no light on all sides and it was dark. This should be a safe nest.

I haven't felt this way for a long time.

A nice place that is warm, clean and will not be disturbed.

Of course Fat Mouse doesn't want to wake up.

It waved its paws and instinctively wanted to dig deeper, because it was not very strong in sleep, and because the movements were too unsafe, so its digging action was more like rubbing its claws.

Something didn't happen for a while, and it stopped.

Doctor Mo unbearably moved the gerbil through his clothes.

——Why is this sand still flowing?

The fat mouse grabbed Moli's clothes silly, trying to stabilize himself.

The black carp can only move to the corner of the wall again, hiding most of his body in the shadows.

The few people from the rivers and lakes went outside to pick up discarded wood and brought candles. The cold ancestral hall immediately lit up a lot, the fire tongue was peeling and the firewood was rolled, and they took the dried meat and steamed skewers. Get up and roast on the fire.

The youngest of them had a scar on his forehead. He saw the earthen jar next to Moli, his heart moved, and he walked over here.

The man in the lead has a purple cheek and a beard. He frowns and pulls the young man.

"Lao Ba, what are you going to do?"

The young man said with a grin, and said with a smile on his face: "Take a crock pot and let the big guy take a sip of hot water."

The big man on the cheeks thought about it. It was cold at night and the water in the well was too cold. They were light-packed and they didn’t bring any appliances to boil water. They could only exhort: “It’s something from other people, you can say it carefully. Don't take it and leave."

The young man responded casually, without taking it seriously.

He walked to Moli, knelt down and asked: "Hey, scholar, can you borrow your crock pot?"

Moli shook his head and said, "This is a pot for boiling medicine. If you use it to boil water, it is estimated that you will have to wash it several times and then boil hot water to remove the smell. This village lacks water. You can't waste it this way."

The young man was taken aback. He stretched out his head and saw that the smell of medicine came on his face.

He took a step backwards quickly, couldn't help cursing bad luck, and turned away.

"Brother, I don't think you can live here anymore, that's a tuberculosis ghost!"

"How do you speak?"

The beard screamed, and then smiled apologetically at Moli, stretched out his hand to carry the young man to the side and taught: "How do I teach you on weekdays? A scholar who has no power to bind a chicken, Tian Han It's freezing, what do you send to others? Tuberculosis is a cough. You have been here for so long and have heard people coughing?"

"But he..."

The young man became even more angry when he was scolded like this. He said nonchalantly, "But his attitude is too bad. I borrowed a jar, but I didn't return it to him. He also said something about the medicine jar. How unlucky. Ah!"

"That was originally a pot of medicine. Is it possible to ask others to lie to you?" The beard was amused. He rubbed the young man's head and said with a smile, "Besides, who is going to wash the jar? You? Go?"

At this moment, several other guys also came around, handed the young man a piece of hot-roasted meat, and smiled: "Big brother, don't blame the old eight. The day before yesterday, he was in the inn and was scolded by a scholar. Now, I feel angry!"

"Yes, I am most tired of these poor scholars. I can't carry my shoulders and can't carry them. I also like to point and point people and gossiping." The young man deliberately raised his voice and complained.

"Okay."

Bearded while gnawing on the buns, he said vaguely: "The rules of the rivers and lakes, don’t shoot against the people who don’t understand martial arts, they are not the same as us. There are hundreds of books in the world, and a scholar provokes you, other things The scholar has nothing to do with you. Why are you angry for no reason? Besides, in the middle of the night, people slept just in time to be awakened by us, and expect others to welcome you with a smile?"

His voice is lowered, ordinary people can't hear it, but he can't hide it from Moli.

Doctor Mo lowered his eyes, slowly stroking the gerbil through his clothes, looking as if he was frightened and patted his chest.

The young man glanced over here, and said in annoyance: "Isn't this just a broken ancestral hall, and it's not his house, so we are not allowed to come?"

"It's really not his home, but this is not yours either!" The beard patted the ground beside him, and said to the young man, "You can rest after eating, the jerky won't stop your mouth!"

Moli occupied a shelter from the wind, but these people didn't come, and they picked a corner to light a fire.

It was roasting and roasting, and the young man couldn't hold back anymore, and asked in a low voice, "Big brother, what do you think the scholar is coming from? I saw his face when I walked in just now, it looks like a girl."

"What kind of girl, it's rare and weird, this is called Yushu Linfeng." There is some ink in the belly of the bearded man, he sneered, "People in the south are more prettier than the men in the north."

The other guys laughed at each other, laughing at the youngest boy who missed a woman, and looked at everyone like a girl.

The young man's face was flushed by the run, he was an analogy, and he didn't really get it wrong.

"Keep it down, it's like you haven't thought of a woman."

Then I just opened my mouth quickly, why the sixth brother is concerned about the so-and-so woman in the rivers and lakes. Yesterday, the fourth brother saw that the proprietress of the inn couldn't move her legs. In the end, the big brother Hu suffered a disaster and was exposed to hiding a piece with him. Su embroidery kerchief.

This stabbed a hornet's nest, and the young man was forced to sleep with his head pressed.

After a while, the fire was getting smaller, and there was a snoring sound in the ancestral hall.

After the ink carp touched for a long time, the gerbils finally stopped rubbing.

He heard a small movement behind him, and knew that the lead mustache was not asleep, but was watching the night.

At the fourth clock, there was a sound of horseshoes from outside the village.

Mo Li felt strange, because he had "encountered" more with General Liu, and he was familiar with court horses. Now the sound of horseshoes is very messy, irregular, and even the material of the horseshoe is not nailed. the same.

The bearded man quickly heard the movement, his expression changed and he immediately woke everyone up.

Because there has been a fire in the ancestral hall, and the door is still half broken, you can see it from a distance at night, and it is too late to destroy it now.

Soon the sound of horseshoes reached the door of the ancestral hall, and the bearded man took a few brothers and picked up the weapon and looked out the door alertly.

I saw a group of men dressed in black cow pattern jackets entering the door proudly.

The leader was a man dressed like a brother-in-law. He was in his thirties. He was still holding a folding fan with gold in his hand. He glanced around the ancestral hall and said disdainfully, "Yu Dong Eight tigers? What's the matter, third-rate goods like you, want to try their luck to find the treasures of the imperial mausoleum?"

Mo Li was surprised when he heard this.

The treasure of the imperial mausoleum? Which imperial mausoleum?

Because of being close to Taijing, there are indeed several ancient emperor tombs in Yongzhou, but the world is chaotic, and the early tombs have been dug almost. Some were done by the people of the rivers and lakes, and some were done by the leaders of the rebel army who lacked military expenditure in the troubled times.

The ink carp shrank in the corner of the shelter from the wind, and the breath on his body was as peaceful as an ordinary person. The son of the folding fan did not put him in his eyes at all. He just laughed at Yudong Bahu and said: "I persuade a few It’s better to go back home as soon as possible, so that you can get your life back."

There are more than 20 people on the other side, and the leader of the son brothers can't beat them, Yudong Bahu dare not say anything.

"Don't get out yet, want me to drive you out?" Young Master sneered.

What the young man wanted to say, was grabbed by the bearded man.

The men of the son-in-law took up the fire unceremoniously and took out a lot of things.

I spread a thick blanket on the ground and took an incense burner to serve it properly.

"The Jianghu rule is to come first, then come, but as long as the fist is big... Later people can also push the front out." The son-in-law fanned the wind and sat comfortably, and his men brought charcoal and iron signs. , Put the best lamb skewers on the fire, and brushed up the sauce.

The fragrance floated out at once.

Moli felt the gerbil in his arms move.

At first he didn't care, because the fragrance was really strong, probably because the sauce was rare.

Many spices come from the Western Regions. Cooking lamb is also the best there. The finest spices are more expensive than gold, and the seasoning recipes are even more impossible for ordinary people to see.

"Let's go!" The bearded man gritted his teeth and was about to go out when he suddenly remembered that there was a scholar in the ancestral hall.

He looked up, just to see the Moli's figure flashing, and he moved quickly and stooped to pick up something.

This posture is too fast, and many people have not seen it clearly.

The fan in his hand fell off and his smile froze. He stood up abruptly and asked in a cold voice, "It seems that I, Qian, has a clumsy eye and ignored this brother. I don’t know your name, Gao. What kind of school is it?"

Moli bends his fingers calmly, giving a lesson to the fat mouse who sleepwalks when he smells the scent.

The gerbil with his stomach poked finally came to his senses.

There was something shining around, and Meng Qi was shocked when he could barely see the situation.

What is going on here? Before going to bed, he remembered that he had changed back!

"Don't run around." Moli said, put the fat mouse in his arms and patted it.

He thought Meng Qi was still in a state where he couldn't see things clearly and couldn't hear sounds.

Meng Qi, who slid into the skirt of his clothes, was stunned. He moved his paws stupidly, and then felt a hand grasping himself through the clothes, and heard Doctor Mo's low voice: " Don't rub your paws, you have been rubbing all night."

"..."

Meng Qi asked muran, what does it mean to stay overnight?

What's more frightening is that there is a strange touch under the claws.

——The paws are too small, they are just right, and there is still room!

Over there, Yudong Eight Tigers saw Moli holding his chest, and suddenly understood that the other party was not frightened by them at night, but was afraid that they would wake up the little creature in their arms.

"Brother, do you see what it is?"

"...It seems to be white, maybe yellow." The bearded man glanced at the flames and said uncertainly, "So small, is it a baby bird?"

"Aren't you afraid of suffocation in your arms?"

When the young man finished speaking, he saw Moli staring at him expressionlessly, and suddenly remembered what he had offended the scholar before, and was so scared that he retracted behind the beard man.

The roasted lamb on the fire is more fragrant. Moli wants to open the placket to breathe the fat mouse, but he is more afraid that the fat mouse will get confused because of being too hungry, and he will directly change back into a human form.

Doctor Mo couldn't help staring at the sheep on the fire.

The boy brother originally turned black because Moli ignored him, but now he saw Moli’s eyes, he squeezed a smile into his heart and said: “When you meet on the rivers and lakes, there is a destiny. Why not sit down and say something. Qianmou has good wine and good meat here. I am not one of those third-rate people in Jinfeng Villa. I am so poor that I can't even afford wine."

Moli has no interest in his lamb with wine.

It is the fat mouse in his arms that is interested in this way.

The little paw is moving again——

Moli keenly felt that the fat mouse was absorbing aura, but it was relatively barren. It could only fish a little oil and water from Moli. The loss of this aura was negligible for Moli, and its internal strength was quickly filled by itself. Up.

If Meng Qi changes back to his original form and is in full view, how can I hide these people? He didn't have psychedelic herbs around him, and it was too late to knock people out.

Mo Lei moved his heart and immediately raised his hand, and the invisible strong wind instantly extinguished the fire.

It was pitch black all around, everyone was shocked, and they pulled out their weapons one after another.

I could only hear whirring sounds in my ears, as if someone was passing by, and then the sound of weapons falling to the ground, accompanied by screams of doubt and anger.

After a while, the ancestral hall calmed down.

Moli stepped out, and stopped a few Jinfeng Villa entourages who wanted to do something when they saw the bad situation.

As for the frightened horses, Doctor Mo went around at random, and they calmed down again and continued to eat the fodder that Jinfeng Villa's entourage had just added.

Doctor Mo took advantage of the darkness and walked to a corner of the abandoned village, took the fat mouse out and put it in his hand, tentatively asking: "Hungry?"

"..."

No, I blame the lamb for being too fragrant.

The fragrance reminds Meng Qi of an Orchid wine shop in Taijing. Thirty years ago, you can taste delicious food from all over the world in the wine shop of Changpingfang. Among them, there is an Orchid wine shop. Absolutely.

Not only business travelers traveling from the north to the south are very fond of them, but even officials and eunuchs also come to patronize business.

Of Meng Qi's friends back then, four or five people preferred this scent, and this scent evoked many memories of him.

Among them, Prime Minister Deng is busy with government affairs and is getting older, and his family does not allow him to eat more lamb. Occasionally, Prime Minister Deng will secretly order someone to buy it and put it in a food box and send it to the study with letters.

Prime Minister Deng has a twisted personality and is very eloquent. He often argues with people and makes many people angry.

Later, Jing Yuanhou thought of a way to rob the mutton that the prime minister had hidden in his study.

So everyone learned something. Some people stolen their posts halfway through the road, and someone deliberately came to visit, and then told Mrs. Deng the matter and asked her to confiscate the food box angrily.

Among them, Meng Qi did the most unconsciously. Despite the fact that a row of housekeepers guarded the entrance of the study, he turned into a gerbil and turned the window in, then slowly opened the food box in a human form, and prepared it for Prime Minister Deng. Drink the wine clean, clap your hands and run away.

Others thought it was because of Meng Guoshi's martial arts, and they didn't even think that there was a gerbil here.

Moli saw that the fat mouse was squatting there and did not move. He thought about mutton, can Meng Qi who has become a gerbil eat it?

Doctor Mo is a bit undecided.

As a fish, the black carp had never eaten anything. He remembered that he was in that empty pool. Later, the mountain torrents washed him out, and he became a little doll. Lu picked it up.

"...Brother Meng, can you hear me?"

Meng Qi nodded, then he realized that he was too small and there was too much flesh on his face. Those who knew thought he was nodding, and those who didn't know thought the flesh was shaking!

So the fat mouse stepped on the palm of the black carp with its hind paws, expressing affirmation.

"If you want to eat something, why don't you change back into a human form?" Mo Li suggested.

Meng Qi froze, and there was no clothes here.

Doctor Mo knowingly said: "I'll go into the ancestral hall to get it, and you're standing here."

There are half-collapsed walls everywhere in the abandoned village, which happen to be able to block a person's waist. Now it is still dark, which is not embarrassing.

Moli didn't find anyone when he came back with his clothes.

He didn't panic this time, but looked for it carefully, and he found a fat mouse in the distance.

"What's wrong?"

"..."

Unable to change back, the gerbil was motionless in frustration.

The black carp touched his belly, and his fingertips sank into the long-haired heel.

"Huh?" Doctor Mo found that the hair on the gerbil had grown a bit.

Maybe it's still in the recovery period. Moli didn't care. He put the gerbil on his shoulder again, holding his clothes, and returned to the dark ancestral hall.

The candle was still on the stone platform, and Moli picked up the Huozhezi.

There were a bunch of people lying in the ancestral hall, all of them were hit in the acupuncture points. The situation of Yudong Bahu was a little better. They maintained a standing posture with their faces facing the outside of the ancestral hall. They were obviously in chaos. For a moment they wanted to run out.

People at Jinfeng Villa can only see Moli's shoes and the hem of his robe.

The Yudong Eight Tigers can't even see this, they can only tell from the light that the candle has been relit.

They were feeling anxious, and suddenly felt that the acupoint was beaten by a strong wind. Although they still could not move, they could talk.

The boss of Luojihu immediately said: "I waited until my brother had no idea about Taishan, and offended the predecessor, and I am willing to make amends for the predecessor.

"

Moli naturally didn’t need him to make amends, but in order to prevent the people of Jinfeng Villa from looking back to Yudong Bahu’s troubles, he still held up the air and said lukewarmly: “Someone seemed to say that the rules of the rivers and lakes are Come first, come second? If you have a big fist, it is only natural for the people behind to drive away the ones in front?"

As soon as Yudong Eight Tigers heard this, they knew that it was not him who was unlucky, and he was relieved immediately.

"Senior said... Ah, no, people behind shouldn't even enter the door." The young man said bitterly.

The bearded man glared at his righteous brother, and quickly said: "Senior, our brother has to hurry, so we won't stay too much."

Moli thought for a while, this Jinfeng Villa looks very powerful, Yudong Eight Tigers probably can't afford to provoke them, even if they let them stay to rest, they will feel embarrassed, so they can solve it neatly. Up the acupoint.

The Yudong Eight Tigers ran without turning their heads back. Just when Mr. Jinfeng expelled them before, he packed his bags and carried them in his hands. They ran fast now.

After the fire was extinguished, the scent of mutton was also much weaker.

It's just that Mr. Jinfeng was tortured right now, and he was hungry when he drove on the road in the middle of the night.

Mo Li felt that although these people were arrogant, they did not shout or scream, so they just threw them there, and asked one of them casually, "What's the matter with the treasure of the imperial mausoleum?" /

The fat mouse's ears stood up.

The man rolled his eyes and said cautiously: "The year before last, there was a battle for an exotic treasure named Golden Silk Armor. It was as thin as a cicada's wings and was invulnerable. Many forces were involved, and many people died, but The whereabouts of the golden silk armor is unknown. Recently, the Qingwu ancestor said that this treasure is an ancient relic, a relic of the previous dynasty..."

"Which frontier?"

Mo Li asked what Meng Qi wanted to know. There have been too many previous dynasties.

In the past, when it was said that it was the former dynasty, it was really a dynasty "previously", but now, speaking of the former dynasty, it may be the Chu dynasty or the Chen dynasty.

Although the person was panic, many people on the rivers and lakes knew the news, and he would not be punished by Mr. Jinfeng when he said it. He simply explained it thoroughly.

"It was a property of the court of the Chen Dynasty, a masterpiece of a famous craftsman, and was later buried with Emperor Chen Li."

"...So the appearance of the Golden Silk Armor means that Emperor Li's Mausoleum was stolen?"

Mo Lei thought a lot for a moment, and felt that there was something else.

Emperor Chen Li has been buried for many years. If there is no accident, the mercury in the tomb will not leak out, nor will it affect the Taijing dragon veins.

"So you are going to the Taijing Shangyun Mountain to find the treasures of the imperial mausoleum? How many people are there?"

"Yongzhou has spread all over the area, and news has been received in more distant places. All schools and factions are rushing there. There are thousands of Emperor Chen Li's funerals, and they are invaluable. Who is not interested? ?"