Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 186|Evil Elimination Fund

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The town is not too big, four or five alleys can end up.

The houses are densely packed, and the various sheds are next to each other, which obstructs the line of sight very much.

Moli got into the carriage and looked around without a trace. He didn't find the suspicious stalker. He couldn't help casting a suspicious look at Meng Qi.

Meng Qiruo bought two steamed buns from a street vendor, and then sat in the car cowl and said while eating: "Just behind us, the person you think is the most unlikely."

Naturally, Moli didn't turn his head directly, so he was stunned. He drove the carriage and glanced back while looking at the road while turning the corner.

A dark figure quickly hid under the eaves.

Although the action was fast, it was a pity that I met Moli who had great eyesight. In a moment, Moli could still see the other side's appearance clearly.

It's a child.

Moli pulled off the horse's reins in surprise, and the horse walking in front shook his head in dissatisfaction.

"Do you know what everyone likes to use when talking about the death of the rivers and lakes? The three most difficult types of people on the rivers and lakes are the elderly, children, and women. Because these three types of people do not easily mix up the rivers and lakes. They are unique, so it's best not to provoke them." Meng Qi said with a smile, almost holding a notebook in his hand.

Doctor Mo looked at him silently, wondering why this man is so funny, afraid that he would be boring and even tell a joke?

As long as you earnestly learn martial arts, everyone can be confused.

The people of the rivers and lakes say this because they are afraid that others will not know that they are bullying and afraid of hardship. Can they always catch the elderly, women, and children? Or do people who laugh at themselves do not live long and have little chance to grow old? Otherwise, why do you have to specifically mention that these three types of people still dare to confuse the world? There must be something extraordinary?

"This kid does not know martial arts at all."

Mo Li didn't accept the stubbornness of the book, and Meng Qi was not disappointed. He stuffed the buns over and said slowly: "It really won't, but no one is following us except him."

"Will follow us, and it may not necessarily be the person from the Sacred Lotus Altar." Mo Li said in his heart. The robbers' internal response or spies are also possible. After all, the rut marks are a bit deep, and it is easy to be considered that the car is carrying goods. .

After entering the town, they always have a person who will not leave the car, which makes people more sure that there is property in the car.

Because it is difficult to move large items of goods, the driver often parks the car next to him and gets out of the car to buy tea and food. As long as the car is not robbed, it will be fine if you look at it from a distance.

The curtains are not lifted, and people don’t show their true colors in their hats, don’t go to any shops to take a break, and only go to the carts and horses to feed the horses and buy forage--all the sums up, no matter which one is very eye-catching.

So Moli believes that before the people of the Holy Lotus Altar came, they were first targeted by bandits who blocked the road and robbed them of money.

Meng Qi shook his head and said: "Doctor, you don't know, I saw this kid talking to another person, and that person gave him broken silver, just when you were talking to the chariot guy. He wore a pair of mud all over the place. The dirty boots, the mud marks are very new. It hasn’t rained last night, and the townspeople don’t wear expensive boots. He doesn’t look like a farmer who went to the field. He can only come to the town outside of the town after a long walk. Who. The bandits want to rob money, shouldn't they have put their eyes on the town long ago?"

The curtain of the car undulates suddenly, as if someone moved inside.

"How long will the hole be closed?" Moli looked back at the car.

"It's really coming soon. I'll talk about it when I get out of town." Meng Qi took a bite of the steamed bun slowly, then raised the steamed bun in his hand to show the steaming stuffing to the black carp, and said seriously, "Leaves are not old. I also added some minced meat, won't the doctor eat it?"

I tasted the black carp, and the taste is indeed not bad, so he asked: "Why buy two?"

"If it's unpalatable, don't you lose?" Meng Qi was plausible.

Moli: "..."

Don't pretend to be a fool, he asked the man in the car. "

Meng Qi gestured with his eyes: If you don’t eat a meal, you can’t die, don’t think he will spend a penny on the people of the Holy Lotus Altar!

Moli frowned and looked at the steamed bun in his hand, then shook it, and also motioned with his eyes: bullshit, you just buy it casually, you can take it out if it tastes good, and stuff it with Master Yin in the car when it tastes bad. Do you think I don’t know?

The two held their buns in front of each other, silently looking at each other.

People in the small town who accidentally saw this scene: "..."

What happened to the buns?

What kind of weird is this?

They took a step back subconsciously and walked around the carriage one after another.

The kid stalking the carriage held the money in his pocket and looked hesitant. Finally, the hardness of the silver made him make up his mind. He rushed up and lay down in front of the carriage.

The action is quick and the position is right, the wheel will touch the child's leg in the next instant.

The child gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, and was ready to roll outwards, so as to avoid being crushed by bones.

He is small and flexible, and the carriage in the alley is very slow. He stared for a long time before finding such an opportunity.

As a result, the child waited for a long time, and there was no feeling of touching anything, nor any pain. When he opened his eyes, he found that the carriage had moved forward, and he was lying on the sandy ground with a blank face.

"Sheep baby, what's the matter with you? I almost got run over by a carriage without looking at it when I walked!"

"Yes, your mother-in-law is still ill. If you have another accident, how can you tell your mother-in-law to live?"

Everyone helped the child up, staring at the rut marks on the ground, and seemed to be stunned.

"You, look at it!"

The rutting mark disappeared suddenly and appeared on the left.

A good carriage, could it be impossible to fly?

This surprising discovery did not arouse the townspeople’s attention. The rut marks are gone? That's because they ran over to help this person just now. What traces can you see if you are trampled on this sandy land?

The child turned pale, pinching his clothes pocket in a hurry.

The person just gave him money and asked him to stop the car. Now that the matter has not been done, can he still keep the money?

The ink carp on the carriage finally understands the superiority of the "three types of people in the rivers and lakes" that Meng Qi just hinted at? Touch porcelain?

"How did you know?"

"That person can track it by himself, why should I find a kid in town who doesn't understand martial arts? This is a temptation. He feels that we have left too obvious traces and a little unbelieving." Meng Qi snorted, then said. "What a child can do is just yell, come over and make trouble, or lie down under your wheel."

The curtain of the carriage was fluttered just now, and those who were secretly observing had already seen a person wearing only a white shirt in the carriage.

"You shook the carriage back to avoid the child, now it's the grass and scared snakes?" Moli asked.

"That's not enough, only let him confirm that there must be a master of the inner family among you and me. This matter, when he discovered that Master Yin, the people of the sacred lotus altar, were missing, he should not have known Already? God took people away without knowing it, and turned the county government upside down..."

Mo Lei reluctantly stopped someone's bragging.

Think about when in Zhushan County, Xue Lingjun mentioned that Meng Guoshi had a lingering heart, and then think about the first time he met Meng Qi, his amazement at the appearance of a hermit, and after a hearty sword fight. The feeling of sympathy for each other, the secret joy of discovering that the other party may also be the dragon vein, and so on.

Mo Lei almost wanted to say to himself at that time: Press early, and you will go to heaven if you don't press a certain dragon vein.

The Meng Qi before he recovered his memory was still constrained, and he would be frightened by the original body of the gerbil, now...not to mention it.

The carriage swayed out of the town.

In the foot shop of Zhenkou, coachmen came out to buy food one after another. The caravan ambulances and runners who met on the road yesterday were among them. They recognized Moli's horse first, and their expressions changed slightly.

They **** darts to **** vehicles, and the most taboo is always to meet the same group of people.

Maybe it's a coincidence, maybe it's a person with ulterior motives, and more prevention will not be bad.

"Where are the goods? Are you optimistic about it?"

"They are piled up in the backyard of the inn, some people are staring, and the boss is there, nothing can happen."

That's what I said, but it was too late if something happened.

Several travellers were about to go to the inn to find the escort, and suddenly heard a sharp wind breaking sound.

A short arrow slammed into the wall of the carriage.

The street was quiet, followed by the people screaming and fleeing, and the sound of short arrows continued, like a torrent of rain hitting the carriage. This was issued by the machine spring bow crossbow, with great force and momentum, and shook the carriage to tilt outward.

"Hum!"

The horse in the trailer hissed and ran away.

Following, several figures jumped out from behind a big house at the entrance of the town, hurriedly chasing them, bringing up smoke and dust all the way.

The caravan driver and the caravan came out slowly from the hiding place with their heads in their hands. They were full of fear. The robbers who copied the knives were not afraid, and they just hit them, but they provoke them with prohibited crossbows and bows. Sorry.

At this moment, Meng Qi had a calm face. Although he noticed that there was an ambush at the entrance of the town, he did not expect that the people of the Holy Lotus Altar would not be able to wait to do it directly in front of everyone.

The ink carp flicked the driving curtain, and Master Yin inside was looking surprised and angry. He heard it really, all the sharp arrows were directed at him.

No, in fact, the main target of the short arrow is the horse.

After all, the horse died and the car stopped.

It's just that there was a black carp, and none of them hit. The strong wind blew the horse's mane into a mess, like a horse's head drilled through a haystack.

At this time, it was time to seal the acupoints. Master Yin's hands and feet were stiff, and he was desperately curled up on his stomach and did not dare to lift his head, cursing incessantly.

"Don't pretend?" Meng Qi said with mockery.

When Master Yin was arrested last night, this man would just kowtow, and the king would forgive his life and pretend to be stupid.

Master Yin is nearly 50 years old, his hair is faintly gray, and his figure is fat. He lies sideways and occupies the entire carriage. From last night to now, he has hardly closed his eyes, eavesdropping on the conversation between Moli and Moli in fear.

However, he didn't hear anything from what he heard. Apart from knowing that Moli is a doctor, and the other person's surname is Meng, the two seem to be dealing with the Sacred Lotus Altar. There is no useful news.

The accent is Taijing, and the Mandarin is very standard. When buying tea, the doctor spoke of the Yuzhou dialect. When he was talking about the price of fodder with the carts and horses, he changed to another accent.

Who exactly is this?

Master Yin knows about his family affairs from his family. Those stupid people who only worship the memorial tablet of Ziwei Xingjun are not the people of the sacred lotus altar at all. The true congregation has a roster and has practiced martial arts. Although Master Yin is not in a low position in the sub-rudder, it is because he can read and hyphenate. He often receives famous posts from the county gentry, and he can also get to know the official figures to inquire about him. He really wants to say that he is a little bit of force. nothing.

Master Yin is also considered to be famous, so except for the weapons carried by the teachers or found by himself, the others are basically hidden in the cellar of Master Yin's house. He was once anxious and worried about the incident in Dongchuang, but now he is even more frightened.

In the hands of the government, he can still use ignorance or coercion as an excuse to get rid of crime, and this kind of people of unknown origin does not care about his fame at all, and can cut a person with a knife.

"Run south, there are no people from the sacred lotus altar in the county town over there." Master Yin is more anxious than Moli Mengqi at the moment, lest the car be overtaken.

Mo Li is not going to listen to him, but the direction he chose is also to the south.

Master Yin breathed a sigh of relief. He wanted to see who was chasing him, and worried that he would get an arrow when he stretched his head.

Then he heard the stern voice from the rudder master from behind.

"Arrow again!"

Master Yin was so horrified that he urged: "Quick, quicker! Why is your horse running so slow?"

The whip in Meng Qi's hand was rolled and flew past Master Yin's head.

"Shut up!"

Still in their carriage, still pick and choose?

Master Yin was frightened and hissed: "You are looking for trouble in the Holy Lotus Altar. Haven't you inquired about the prestige of the sub-rudder here? This is the mad tiger boxing beam rudder, and one punch can fix it. A piece of bluestone was shattered, and the 24 gangs in Yuzhou were once blood washed, not to mention..."

The words were not finished yet, a flower in front of him, Meng Qi was no longer in his original position.

Meng Qi has appeared on the side of the carriage with people carrying people, paralleling the carriage with light work.

"Acknowledge, is it your rudder master?" Meng Qi pulled the man's head and gestured to Master Yin.