Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 276|Self-confidence

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Mo Li was carefully exploring where the strange feeling came from, and suddenly heard a voice calling him from the shore.

The shore of the lake is very large, but it is impossible for ordinary people to call the name Moli to the empty lake.

The black fish swims back immediately.

Sure enough, it was Meng Qi standing by the bank. He was wearing a mess of cloth, and he seemed to be holding a piece in his hand.

The black carp turned back into a human form in the waist-deep water, and asked in surprise: "Why did you come back so soon?"

"The wind came here." Meng Qi smiled, "Maybe a caravan's goods were blown away by the wind."

The cloth was faded by the rain, and it seemed that the whole cloth was torn away after being swept away by the wind.

"There are some clothes on the tree, but they are all broken."

Half a sleeve, a rag, etc. These are still relatively large fragments, and the small ones have disappeared.

"Use this one first, then go ashore and look for it carefully."

Moli wanted to mention something in the lake, but he didn't find anything, so he didn't speak.

Meng Qi joked while wrapping cloth around the ink carp: "It is said that Tianzhu people wear this way."

"Only women are." Mo Li glanced at him and stretched out his hand to pull the cloth.

Meng Qi took the opportunity to turn his palms to avoid him, exchanged four or five moves to capture his hands, and then pretended to be invincible and was pushed aside by Moli, wondering why he was exposed.

"How does the doctor know the dress of a Tianzhu woman?"

When Meng Qi was a national teacher, all the small countries around the Chu Dynasty came to pay tribute. He not only met the Tianzhu people, but also learned Sanskrit, but it is strange that Moli knows this, and it is usually impossible to find books. When it comes to the local customs of Tianzhu, it is not in the Buddhist classics.

The black carp wrapped the cloth around the chest and abdomen, raising his eyes and said: "The books I read while staying in the Taijing Palace."

"You weren't—"

Looking for the traces of dragon veins in the local chronicles?

"I am worried that China Kyushu does not have it, so I have to go outside to find the dragon vein." Mo Li replied.

Dragon veins are not a symbol of national luck. They are born to grow. There are mountains in China, and there are also naturally outside.

According to historical records, the Western Regions and even farther Persia and Da Qin (Rome) have high mountains and mountains, and there are more mountains outside Kunlun. However, Tianzhu and Tubo are not far apart but there is no way to go directly. It is separated from the map. An extremely long and extremely high mountain range.

"There is also Nanzhao. The southwest is also mountainous. Although you said that you haven't seen the dragon vein once, we can go deeper and walk over the snow-capped mountains..."

Moli's voice stopped abruptly, Meng Qi was interested in hearing it, and couldn't help but urged: "Why didn't you say it?"

Mo Li looked at him blankly: "We have a lot to do."

"The people of Xiliang are not a problem, and Afurong will soon be able to solve it. There will always be a day when the general situation of the world will be temporarily calmed down. Our time is endless before the spiritual point is exhausted." Meng Qiyue said, the more he felt wrong. Because Moli's expression didn't seem to say these things, he stopped.

"We have to go back to Pingzhou."

Go back to Zhushan County, Pingzhou, and see Mr. Qin.

Meng Qi's mind turned fast, and he understood it soon, and he was immediately embarrassed.

He touched his nose and decided not to speak.

Actually, Meng Qi thought about going to Zhushan County many times. The main reason was that Xue Ting, the magistrate of Zhushan County, was in the imperial examination of the Chu Dynasty. He was an official of the Chu Dynasty. He must know many rumors about "Meng Guoshi". "bias". Qin Lu is about the same age as himself, what would he think about knowing that he had abducted his apprentice?

Meng Qi sweats on his back every time he thinks about it, and almost wants to suggest that Moli take a gerbil back home.

No matter what, it is considered "seen".

"Teachers are like fathers and need to be clear." Mo Li continued.

"..."

The picture in Meng Qi's mind suddenly turned into a black carp holding a gerbil and saying to Qin Lu that he would go to court and marry him.

No, no, this will not succeed.

Mo Li glanced at him and said: "The teacher doesn't care whether the person I will get married in the future is a man or a woman. The main reason is that he thought I would find a fish instead of a person."

"Huh?" Meng Qi was taken aback.

Mo Li raised his forehead and said: "This is my fault. When the teacher saw me, he mistakenly thought that the dragon veins would be fish, or... other things in the water, shrimps and crabs."

Meng Qi is dumbfounded, so he wants to pretend to be a fish?

——It can only be fish, otherwise the crabs and shrimps will lose face.

Wait, then, as the fish monster himself, there will be no problem with the 80-year-old "advanced age"? !

Who said that a monster must become its original form to prove that he is a monster, not being old is the biggest advantage!

Solved a difficult problem!

Meng Qi's spirit was lifted, and the sword went slant, there is no unbreakable situation in the world! Isn't it about building advantages and resolving disadvantages? If you use the wisdom of planning and conquering that year, you will be able to succeed.

The ink carp next to it: "..."

The gerbil is screaming for unknown circumstances. Forget it, let's find a place where people are in smoke and change it into normal clothes.

The two walked all the way along the shore of the lake.

After about ten miles of the road, looking at the still boundless big lake, Meng Qi checked the map in his heart and stopped walking: "This is Pengze."

There are only five lakes as big as Central Plains, namely Yunmengze, Pengze, Zhenze, Hongze, and Jiaohu. Among them, Hongze is located a little bit northerly in the jurisdiction of the Qi Dynasty. Only Pengze happened to be southeast of Jingzhou, and the others were either south or east, or too far away.

"Pengze occupies a very large area, first find out the direction and then find the way to Luling County."

Meng Qi changed his appearance after speaking, making himself look like he was about forty years old, with a calm temperament, a few strands of gray and silver frost hair on the temples, and a few fine lines on the corners of his eyes. He was embarrassed and completely absent. In the form of despair, if you go out and encounter a caravan, you will be treated with courtesy, because the merchants have a lot of knowledge when going north and south, and they will suspect that this is a person with an official position or a certain family.

Immigrated to live to raise the body, the poor sour scribes don’t have this appearance.

Meng Guoshi, who was about to "deceive people," turned his head and greeted Moli with such a change.

The population in the south is denser than in the north, and the distance between villages is shorter. As long as people don’t live in the mountains, buying and selling goods and seeing a doctor are slightly easier than in the north. The ink carp changed its appearance after thinking about it, too much. I'm afraid that the patient would not believe him when he was young.

"Ali is so good-looking." Meng Qi is very novel. He originally thought that Moli was still a hermit, but his age has changed, and as a result, an elegant and romantic scribe came out.

The eyebrows are still those eyebrows, but the gaze is flowing, and the manners are all free and easy, almost holding a glass of wine and singing softly.

Is this so bad?

Before it was a gentleman of Qianqian, a hermit who was indifferent to fame and fortune, how could he suddenly become an unruly talented man who knows everything about the world, but also sees the wine and wealth?

"..."

Actually, the forty-year-old Moli imitated Xue Ting. Don’t look at Xue Lingjun’s old age now. More than ten years ago in Zhushan County, she was fascinated by many young ladies who had just arrived. Xue Lingjun lived freely and easily I will also enjoy it. Even in such a barren place in Zhushan County, I can live very well. Whether it is cooking tea, brewing wine or Shangle's painting skills, Qin Lu is better than Qin Lu.

The people of Zhushan County don't understand what the family style is a talented person, so they just feel that Xue Lingjun is like a fairy.

In other words, the fairy probably looks like this.

As for Mo Li, Mo Li also secretly learned Xue Lingjun's manners and appearances when he was a child.

I didn't react for a while when it changed, so I used it instinctively.

Mo Lei saw a touch of surprise in Meng Qi's eyes, and felt as if he had knocked over the five-flavored bottle, and stopped talking.

I knew there was today...

Stop learning!

***

The fire is faint, and the moist wood is difficult to ignite.

The coachman in the caravan folded his arms and shivered.

It was originally the hot summer season, so they were all wearing single clothes. Now they are soaked and difficult to dry, and the cool breeze is still blowing.

Obviously the heat was terribly hot two days ago, and people would be roasted out of oil. This caravan even became hot and fainted several people while on the way.

It is impossible for the caravan to delay the trip for a few coachmen, just leave people behind, and hire new people to drive the car in the city. Because he was old and experienced, the old man was recommended to this caravan by the caravan. As a result, just one day out of the city, I encountered this rare storm.

Old Qi is a little better. He knows that this is the legendary "Dragon King Water". People find a high ground in the flat suburbs to hide from the rain, but the chances of survival are higher, at least not because the house collapses or is blown up by the wind. The debris smashed to death.

However, such a mighty Dragon King Water has never seen Old Qiyi several times in his life.

Also, it was not as scary as today.

The tree canopy was directly "stripped" by the wind, and the trunk was broken. When the wind was the strongest, there seemed to be countless evil spirits crying at the same time.

Fortunately, there were Old Seven and another old coachman in the caravan. They found a place to shelter from the wind, behind a small hill by the lake, and kept the caravan’s cargo. Although the surface was heavily flooded, neither the car nor the cargo was swept away by the wind.

However, someone had bad luck on their foot or was scratched by a tree branch, not badly hurt.

After the storm stopped, water accumulated under the hills into a river, mixed with a lot of sand.

People can barely swim past, cars are not good.

Besides, I don't dare to drop this water.

Just as everyone was in distress, two people in shabby clothes came out, quite a little embarrassed.

I don’t wear clothes at all, it’s just the cloth I picked up. It is said that the boat was overturned by the wind on the lake. In order to survive, I had to take off the cumbersome clothes and swim in the water. I finally got my life back.

Thanks to the good waterability, the people in the caravan were frightened after hearing this.

The rain was so heavy that it hurts to hit the body, and a waterspout appeared on the lake. The dragon king did not follow the boat and was sent to the bottom of the water. The family had already burnt the fragrance.

Actually, it doesn't matter what these two people say, just look at their appearance, not ordinary people.

It's even less likely to be a bandit, and the caravan naturally has nothing to worry about.

"Old Qi, what are you looking at?" Another coachman asked in puzzlement, rubbing his palms.

"Nothing."

The coachman old Qi immediately looked back, and shrank into the dark without a trace.

For many years, the old seventh will be able to hold hands. There are many bandits these days, and it is not easy to survive and make money. Old Qi has no strength in his hands, but his eyesight is very tricky. According to him, those two people are very problematic!

First of all, the clothes. The cloth was torn by the wind and torn by the branches. But the two people didn't hurt at all. Isn't it strange?

Secondly, they don't look like lack of money at all, and their martial arts should be very good. When others step on the mud, they walk on the ground.

This light work is no small matter. Looking at their appearance, 80% of them are from a big sect.

——Looking at people's faces for years and years, and acting cautiously, there is never such a calm demeanor. People in the arena can live like the children of the family, only the direct line of the sect, or the power that is difficult to shake through the generations, such as Jinfeng Villa.

There must be a major event for such a person to appear here.

No wonder you dare to swim to the lake, no wonder you dare to walk in the stagnant water.

The old seven belly of the coachman sneered and shrank to avoid the wind. The wind after the rain stopped was really cold.

"Snee!"

Someone in the caravan sneezed, frowning.

This is not a good thing. Looking at the posture outside, I am afraid that the county town is also flooded by heavy rain, and the road is blocked. The people in the caravan are sick again. It is really not working every day.

The coachman and the others in the caravan knew what was at stake and were anxious.

After a major disaster, there must be a major epidemic. Such a storm is already a disaster.

Moli was about to open his mouth to show the people in the caravan who had injured their feet, and thought they were a bit weird, as if everyone didn't dare to get close to the stagnant water. Except for the old seven of the coachman, when everyone else looked at themselves and Meng Qi, there was a little sympathy and hesitant in their eyes.

Mo Li and Meng Qi looked at each other. When he was about to ask, he suddenly noticed that there was movement in the distance, and it seemed that someone was coming over with a fishing boat.

Everyone in the caravan was overjoyed and hurriedly called for help.

As the fishing boat gradually approached, the caravan suddenly became nervous again, fearing that it might be a water bandit.

The people who came here were dressed as fishermen. I saw a crowd of people huddling on the edge of the hills from far away, rowing over to see cars and goods, grinning, and bargaining with the caravan manager to hire a boat to move. Goods thing.

The caravan manager hesitated and did not dare to agree. Who knew where they would be taken by the ship, if the village was a water bandit village, they would have no way to survive.

He turned his back to discuss with the old man in the caravan, but the fisherman's ears were very sharp and he was suddenly angry.

"You are so ignorant. Our spirit medicine village is famous far and wide. How come it is a village of water bandits!"

"Elixir Village?"

The coachman's voice is very loud, and there is unspeakable joy in his eyes.

Mo Lei didn't care about it, but was gradually attracted by the crowd.

The caravan manager seems to have also heard the name of the village of elixirs, and most of his hesitation has gone, but he is not sure whether the fisherman really came from that village.

"Who didn't know that there was a living **** in our village. If it weren't for Peng Xianren, the people around here would have fallen into the way of hungry ghosts. The sudden disappearance of the storm just now may be due to our Peng Xianren. Peng Xianren. The fairy tells us to rescue the trapped people nearby. We are all kind, do you treat it as a donkey liver and lungs?!"

The fisherman yelled, Meng Qi sneered after hearing this: "If it is kind, why do you want money again?"

The fisherman choked on hearing the words, and touched the back of his head and said sly: "I don't have any money. Everyone is going out and doing things. They are all poor people. It is not easy to earn a little support for the family."

This is reasonable, Meng Qi stopped talking.

The coachman Old Qi glanced at Meng Qi vaguely, and was spotted by Moli.

"That person is—"

"There are some rough and shallow fists, no spies who are not hostile and not like water bandits. They have simple eyes but are very shrewd. When I look at you and me, they look very accurate. I should have discovered that we can martial arts. He and The other people in the caravan are incompatible, and I am afraid that the caravan hired from outside. This reminds me of some old acquaintances."

"You mean?"

"Fengxing Pavilion." Meng Qi whispered.

Fengxing Pavilion's intelligence sources are diverse. In addition to news about the world, they also know well about the commodity market.

Mo Lei's gaze passed the old seven of the coachman. After all, no one with the ability would have thought that they could take the wind and land hundreds of miles to Pengze, but the Peng Xianren mentioned by the fisherman made him very concerned.

The Six Paths of Reincarnation is a Buddhist saying, and the fisherman called it Peng Xianren, and said he fell into the path of hungry ghosts...

"Wait, this is Pengze?" Moli suddenly remembered. Qin Luyun came here decades ago and discovered that there was a strange disease in Pengze, Yangzhou.

The abdomen of the patient is as big as a drum, the limbs are as thin as wood, and the complexion is sallow.

In some villages, men, women and children, everyone is sick, and the condition is horrible. Very few survivors are disease-free.

So much so that hungry ghosts are in power, and the talk of harming the people prevails for a while.

"I may know this immortal Peng." Mo Li said, his face pale, "He is a doctor, and he was here to treat the people with his teacher in the past."

Meng Qi was very surprised. At first, he thought that Peng Xianren was also a kidnapper in the countryside. When Mo Li looked wrong, he hurriedly asked: "What happened to A Li? Is it hurt by the storm... "

"I'm fine." Mo Li calmed down and said in a low voice: "There is a strange disease here. People may suffer from water in the wild, except for the masters of the inner family. You and I are both very people. Reiki is also'internal strength', I just feel a little uncomfortable in my heart."

As soon as I know that there is a problem with the water, even if I don’t get sick, I want to quickly pick up a bucket of well water and soak it after it’s heated.

"The teacher was a master of martial arts back then, and he was invincible. After a long time, I didn't find that the problem was in the water."

"What evil is it?" Meng Qi looked at the water in surprise.

He has never heard of any disease that can be afflicted with water, and it is not the epidemic virus spread by the magic weapon in the book of Fengshen Romance.

"I don’t know. I can’t see it. I can’t see with the eyes of the best masters. It’s in the water anyway. It’s only vaguely recorded in ancient books and classics. It’s the doctor who found out that the evil might be in the water. This kind of ointment allows people to apply before going to the fields or in the water, which slightly alleviates the terrible sight of diseases in all villages."