Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 241|So I corrected the public’s questioning

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Monsters are impossible. There are no monsters in this world.

Although the identity of the Dou Li is a mystery and the martial arts are strange, it is not without clues.

"...So? You want to know the master of Piaoping Pavilion, what kind of martial arts does my benefactor practice?"

Under the guidance of Wang Tiejiang, Su Li, a swordsman, rushed to a village outside the city. Wang Tiejiang urged his wife and daughter to pack their soft luggage and prepare to leave Run County. Meng Qi came in a hurry and asked Su Li. The question made the knife guest a little stunned.

"The way she recognized." Meng Qi motioned to the Liu Niangzi he had brought over.

Wang Tiejiang saw this old neighbour for many years, and his heart became angry. He was almost killed before. How could he not be angry?

"Aunt Liu, I really can’t think of it, I’m wronged you sell sewing sachets on the street on weekdays. With such martial arts, you still condescend to squat in this small place, presumably life is not happy. Now it’s better, everybody You don’t have to continue wearing a mask cover."

In the face of the ironic Wang Tiejiang, Liu Niangzi knew she was wrong and didn't say anything.

If she argued that she didn't monitor the blacksmith's shop and didn't think about doing it with Wang Tiejiang's family, how could she know exactly where Wang Tiejiang's wife and daughter lived in the country? Meng Qi came so quickly, it was obvious that he didn't even need to "inquire about directions", he knew directly which house the Wang family lived in.

Wang Tiejiang used to be half a quack. He had many enemies in the past, and he paid great attention to these things on weekdays. When the neighbours asked his wife and daughter who lived outside the city, he would take the words vaguely, and would not ask his family members to come to the shop to bring him food and water.

The swordsman said he was in danger and in trouble. Tiejiang Wang was always unhappy, and he felt that the swordsman was making a fuss.

At the moment... I'm still angry, but I think the swordsman didn't leave him alone, he was doing his best.

Wang Tiejiang's anger had nowhere to vent, and Liu Niangzi hit him right in front of him.

"You don't need to say who you are, I don't want to know." Wang Tiejiang looked annoyed by bad luck, and turned around to help his wife continue to collect guys.

His walk really made the conversation between the knife guest and others much easier.

Whether it is Afurong or a descendant of Xiliang, trying to restore the country is of great importance. The more ordinary people know, the more dangerous it is.

At this moment, there are four people standing or lying down in the low and narrow wood shed, and the atmosphere is stagnant.

Ms. Liu Niangzi is the half-lying person. She has a serious internal injury. Mo Li has already had her pulse diagnosed just now, and she can't recover within three to five months.

——Internal injuries, as long as you lie down and recuperate without moving your zhenqi, boil medicine and drink medicine and don't eat tonics indiscriminately, or else there is a master who cultivates the inner strength mental method all the way to help heal the injury.

The problem is that Ms. Liu has nothing. The "master" abandoned her, and Meng Qi is not a kind person. He just carried her on the road just like a sandbag. Now she is under the eaves, and even Wang Tiejiang's face can be seen, and she can't wait to shrink in a corner and be ignored.

"You...yes, and you!"

Meng Qi first refers to Liu Niangzi, and the second refers to the swordsman Su Li.

"At the moment, only the two of you know a little bit about that guy and tell everything you know."

The guy refers to the person in the hat. Meng Qi doesn't know the other party's name, and is disgusted by his lifelessness, so naturally he won't give a good name.

The swordsman has an ugly face, and he feels very complicated when he mentions a man with a hat.

On the one hand, the swordsman did not agree with the other party using A Fleur to control the killer, and suspected that the so-called "kindness" was also for the purpose of exploiting. On the other hand, he felt that no matter what, the other party did pull him out of the abyss. Even if it is driven by the use of it, it is considered a way of life for him.

How about having good muscles and bones in martial arts? The first ten years of the knife guest's birth were terrible, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it was the rotten vegetable leaves in the mud pit. No one glanced at him, and no one cared about his life or death.

"He rarely shot in front of me, he only pointed out my martial arts, and I practiced the swordsmanship he gave it." Su Li carefully considered the words and said, "I don't know the level of his martial arts. , I only faintly feel that his strength is above me."

"The master is very strong." Liu Niangzi said lowly.

Actually, she didn’t want to say anything, but there was a bit of resentment in her heart, and if she was found "surviving", shopkeeper Sun would definitely order others to kill her, even if she didn’t say anything, she would still be beaten as " traitor".

"The master also practiced the martial arts of the Mojieti Temple. It is called'Immortal Truth'. It is a very advanced martial arts. In the past, only the elders of the Mojieti Temple could read it. It is said that it was created in the past. The master Nemo who has gone out of this technique failed to get to the last step, but the master has done it." Liu Niangzi said with fear and cautiously, "Immortal Truth is very good to those who practice the thirteen-day demon ego. With natural suppression, it is impossible for us to resist the master."

Mo Lei feels weird. There is no reason for natural restraint in this world. Even water and fire can be divided into strong and weak situations.

Meng Qi snorted and said with a sneer: "The truth of immortality? It sounds nice. Isn't the highest martial arts school of the Mojieti Temple the Tianmo Bo Xunxiang?"

When it comes to Buddhist scriptures, Moli is a little confused.

Mr. Qin has never taught him. For twenty years he has to learn martial arts and medicine. Reading and literacy has already taken enough time, so there is no time to read this.

Thinking of the vigor of the person in the hat, it really seems more like practicing evil techniques.

"The Xunxiang of the Heavenly Demon is a misnomer by outsiders. We are not practicing magic, just like outsiders calling the ‘Konghua Formation’ as the madness of the Heavenly Demon.” Liu Niangzi defended, still a little angry.

Meng Qi didn't buy it, he sneered: "I admit that the martial arts of the Mojieti Temple is really unique. The monks who founded the monastery in the past learned about the Shurangama Sutra, and the chemical martial arts has disturbed the hearts of the gods. Therefore, they can break through the obstacles and strengthen their desire for Buddha. Although I don’t believe in what they believe, the martial arts of the Mahathi Temple was not originally designed to compete with others. Unfortunately, as time goes by, the West The Liang monks gradually only valued the power of these martial arts, ignoring their original meaning, and even more involved in politics and power, participating in the internal fighting of the eight clans."

The Shurangama Sutra is a very special Buddhist scripture. It explains how the evil visions confuse practitioners and how they can be broken.

Therefore, there is a saying that the Shurangama Sutra is indestructible, and all the sutras are indestructible.

Although Meng Qi didn’t believe a word, the martial arts came from a foundation. The Martial Arts of the Mogaiti Temple was born here, and later generations forget the essence and indulge in martial arts, and they just want to study martial arts to increase their power. On the wrong road.

"Even when the Western Liang Dynasty destroyed the country, there were still monks who practiced Buddhism innocently in Mogaiti Temple, but what about you?" Meng Qi said coldly, "I'm afraid that there is no one who is familiar with the scriptures. , Will only recite the martial arts mentality, you should be thankful that your strength is not good, otherwise the mental state is not right, and sooner or later you will fall into the trap."

Liu Niangzi was dumbfounded, she instinctively wanted to refute, but after thinking about Meng Qi's strength, she suddenly closed her mouth.

Forget it, whoever is good speaks.

Su Li frowned and said: "No matter what martial arts he is practicing, I haven't seen him become crazy."

"That's not necessarily."

This time it was Moli who spoke, and Doctor Mo suspected that the people in Douli had practiced martial arts into an evil method.

Qin Lu once said that some people are talented and talented and are born to learn martial arts, even if they give them a random and completely wrong exercise method, they will make a few more detours and fix them by themselves. , And finally realized the new martial arts.

This kind of thing has not happened once or twice in the arena.

There are always people who need to cheat people for various reasons, get a wrong technique, and want the other party to become crazy.

There are successful ones, and there are those who steal the chickens without losing the rice, such as comprehending a third-rate internal skill to understand the first-rate mentality that has long been lost, and anger the people who are clever enough to cheat him to death.

It sounds weird, in fact, the third-rate inner strength and the first-rate mental method were created by the same patriarch, the former is a simplified version of the latter. Since someone can create, someone can deduce a complete martial arts based on fragments or even simplified versions.

This is quite reasonable. It is more common to fill up the second half of the martial arts fragment by yourself, and it is even more common to practice the right way, advanced martial arts, and the evil way. The individual is free to understand and play freely, such as the bone claws and the yin palms in the script.

In a word, the martial arts secrets are not well-known when they are given to fools with no savvy. He will only take a glimpse of the gourd painting. When encountering masters, they will be beaten to the north, and those who are not ordinary people from birth. As long as it is not the authority of the secret book, it is okay not to give them the secret book. If someone has bad intentions and gives them the wrong copy, they can only reap a terrible enemy.

If a person with a hat is extremely talented, it is not always necessary to directly change his mind when he realizes that he is about to fall into a madness.

It took a long time for the swordsman to understand what Moli said, and then he was a little dumbfounded.

I have no idea that there have been so many things happening in the arena, and there are so many exquisite swordsmen thinking: Is it difficult to spend money to hire a killer? Who is to blame for being so harmful to others and causing counter-efficiency?

Then Su Li found out that she didn't seem to be a killer anymore, and he couldn't get a bite of a meal when someone looked for a killer.

But if you don't be a killer, the swordsman doesn't know what he can do, so he is completely at a loss for a while.

"You call him ‘Benefactor’, and you’re just ‘Master’, you don’t even know his name?" Meng Qi continued to ask.

Su Li nodded, which made Lady Liu look at him with an expression of indescribable expression, as if wondering how there could be someone like him in the world.

"Our master is a disciple of the last Dharma King of Mogathi Temple, and is said to be a member of the Feiting tribe."

After Liu Niangzi finished speaking, Meng Qi was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled: "This is a coincidence."

"How?"

"The national teachers of Xiliang all came from the Mojieti Temple, and Mizui is one of the four Dharma kings in the temple. I remember the last Xiliang national teacher, it seems to be the Dharma king."

After listening to Mo Li, his expression became weird, and the voice transmission asked: "Where is this Xiliang national teacher? Was it defeated by you?"

If he died in the hands of Meng Qi, wouldn't the people in the Douli have a feud with Meng Qi?

The name of the national teacher originally originated in the Xiliang Kingdom. About a hundred years ago, the Xiliang Emperor named a monk of the Mojieti Temple as the national teacher. Only then did the Central Plains have such a saying. The Xiliang National Teachers of all dynasties are very famous monks. They may not be able to martial arts. They may just be proficient in Buddhism or be good at power. Mo Li never thought that there would be this one, so in the battle between Chu Dynasty and Xiliang, was the two national divisions the first to fight?

"No, when the Dharma King went to the Feiting tribe to speak, he was infected with the plague."

"..."

"At that time, the plague broke out in the southwest of Xiazhou, and it spread to the entire Feiting Department in a very short time. Nine out of ten camps were empty, and most of the nobles died, let alone the herdsmen slaves. The year of the Secret Dharma King I’ve grown old, and have been relying on internal strength for more than half a year. I heard that the Chu dynasty died of anxiety and anger when he occupied the capital of Xiliang."

Mo Li took a look at Meng Qi, and his heart was indeed the hatred of the country and the teacher.

"The disciples of the Dharma King, should have a dharma title in the Mogathi Temple, don’t you know?"

"I heard...it was a disciple received shortly before the death of the last Dharma King. He was not ordained at a young age. Later, the Morghetti Temple was destroyed by war..."

Mo Li suddenly said to Liu Niangzi: "Look at you, don't you look like Xiliang?"

Not all of the dozens of Xiliang masters who practiced the Konghua Formation have alien appearances, on the contrary, their characteristics are not conspicuous, especially Liu Niangzi looks no different from the people of Run County.

Mo Lei is not sensitive to human appearance, and I haven't seen it until now.

"I am not. The ancestors were the Han people who settled in Xiliang. After the country's death, they were forcibly moved into the customs and gathered into villages." Liu Niangzi stared at the three of them, and said sharply, "You want to ask me. For the Han people, why do you want to restore the country of Xiliang?"

Meng Qi didn't answer, but the swordsman asked strangely: "Are there no one in your house? If your parents and brothers are there, you have been selected to learn the martial arts of the Mogathi Temple. What other choices do you have? "

Ms. Liu choked, her aggressiveness disappeared.

Mo Li looked at her for a while, and whispered: "If there are people from the tribe, I am afraid that life will not be easy after moving into the customs."

If the country is restored, ordinary people don't care, they just want to live.

These former citizens of the enemy country, after a few years of stable life in the Chu Dynasty, ushered in the Chu Yuan Emperor's madness. The Chu Ling Emperor fought against the power to ruin Sheji, let alone the Qi Dynasty behind, Emperor Qi Lu Zhang's frontier army was born with a dislike for foreign races, and he lacked capable ministers who could sort out internal affairs and make good policies and administer the people.

"...There is no shortage of exorbitant taxes and levies, and even corvee is twice as heavy as ordinary frontier people. They are often called the embryos of lowly slaves because our ancestors have served foreign races."

Liu Niangzi's face was expressionless, but a line of tears rolled down, "We are not as good as the naturalized Xiliang people, at least in the border, the Xiliang people who can raise horses and hunt are very respected. Say they are a man. And the people in our village can't even lift their heads when they go out. One generation lives worse than one generation. My father was exhausted due to hard labor before he was 30 years old. My cousin couldn't bear to run away. Seventeen families with the same surname were convicted of slaves and used to herd sheep and horses for the frontier army. My ancestors were also taken as slaves by the Xiliang people. They finally got rid of their citizenship as the people. I did not expect that Fallen Ye would return to the Central Plains and be slaves for generations."

Meng Qi sighed.

There are probably many people like Liu Niangzi.

Otherwise, people in the hats would not be able to find so many people as their subordinates.

"No matter which dynasty or generation, whoever does not let the people live, they will naturally rebel."

The righteousness of the family and the country, or the integrity of the nation. An ordinary person like Liu Niangzi, who has no knowledge, is about to be unable to live, and she just left when others gave her a way.

"Fine." Meng Qi changed his tone and asked Lady Liu, "How many years have you been under that disciple of the Dharma King? How many times have you seen him? Has his martial arts always been like this?" /

Liu Niangzi said: "I have been practicing in the Konghua Formation for more than 20 years, and I don’t have many chances to see the master, about four or five times. To talk about his martial arts... my martial arts are low and I really can’t feel it. What changes."

Meng Qi turned his gaze to the knife man.

The swordsman asked sharply: "I am almost 20 years old. He doesn't show up often and I am dedicated to practicing swordsmanship. When I was young, I couldn't figure out his martial arts level, and it is the same now. But what you mean by asking. , Does not seem to refer to the level of martial arts?"

"Dead," Meng Qiyan said concisely.

Mo Lei added: "When did that kind of lifelessness appear in him? From the beginning?"

If that's the case, it is impossible for the swordsman who was so unfortunately beaten and beaten to his life in his childhood to think that the "beneficiary" is a good person. No matter how simple thinking is, he will only want to escape. Who dares to stay and repay his favor?

As a result, the swordsman gave Moli Meng Qi an unexpected answer.

"What is lifeless?"

"..."

The four of them looked at each other for a while, and finally Moli took the lead to speak, explaining the suffocating and strange feeling around the person in the bucket.

"The master feels this way when he is angry, but isn't that the reason why I waited for the martial arts to come from the same source and not as good as the master?" Liu Niangzi was also confused.

The swordsman did not learn martial arts in Mojieti Temple. He actively asked: "Doctor, you are talking about lifelessness, not murderousness?"

Mo Lei nodded, and described the aura he felt again.

After a long while, the swordsman shook his head and said: "No, I have never felt like this before, and..."

"Huh?" Moli felt vaguely uncomfortable.

"The feeling you describe is very strange. Since it is a terrible death, like a village full of plagues, why is it like a Gobi desert with no life? Normally, it should not be piled with corpses. The battlefield?"

Mo Li was stunned.

He suddenly realized that the so-called death spirit might be something that only he and Meng Qi could feel.

Only the Dragon Vessel would feel that the desert Gobi is "dead" because of the lack of life there.