Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 281|All Mo’s Solution

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"Snee!"

The coachman sneezed heavily.

He rubbed his arms, drank the medicine that he finally got in line, and then shivered with pain.

Looking at the sky gradually clearing, many people in the caravan had smiles on their faces.

Those who can't find an empty house are no longer noisy. The people in the Spirit Medicine Village ask for prices randomly. They are not rare to live! As long as it doesn't rain, you can go to the next village and wait two days until the flood subsides! So the people from the neighboring villages who came to buy medicine rowed back with joy, and called in more ship-carrying merchants.

Soon there are only the first few caravans left in the village, as well as people who are afraid of sickness and dare not leave even after taking medicine.

Old Qi stretched out, and it was uncomfortable to be crowded just now.

The caravan manager scowled and counted the flooded goods. When the water subsided here, they couldn't get on the road right away, because there was mud everywhere, and it was difficult to get up when the wheels got stuck. The caravan manager was already calculating how much money it would cost to hire someone into the city.

Old Qi quietly touched behind the wheel, found a low wall to shelter from the wind, and prepared to take a lazy nap.

Just when he was half asleep, Qiangguai suddenly stretched out a hand painted with black ointment, covered the mouth of Old Qi with lightning speed, and dragged the person out.

The coachman opened his eyes wide and tried to struggle with his legs on the ground, but the wind whispered in his ears, and the whole person "flyed" out like clouds and fog.

"Boom."

With a muffled sound, Lao Qi fell into the wild grass.

He was stuck in mud. Fortunately, he had been running outside for many years and his skin was rough. The elbows and shoulders that were not covered by the single clothes had thick calluses. The jagged leaves of the weeds only marked white marks. Bleeding.

Old Qi was about to struggle to get up, when someone pinched his neck with the palm of his hand from behind.

"If you dare to move, it will kill you."

The sound is weird and sandy, like bones rubbing against wooden boards.

Old Qi’s pupils contracted, and he could feel the power contained in those fingers. This is definitely not a kind of kind.

There are many people who practice weird Kungfu in the arena, and often they don't have any great skills in Kungfu and they toss themselves so that people are not ghosts or ghosts, especially evil ways. Those who are good at using poison are all yellow and thin, like a skeleton, afraid of cold and heat, and their voices are worse than ghosts.

"You...Who are you?" Old Qi pretended to be scared, quietly touching his waist with his fingers.

Then he felt a pain in his wrist and his right hand fell weakly to the side.

"Don't play tricks, and don't shout."

"..." Old Qi's goose bumps all appeared, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

He saw the other's hand before, and now this hand is pinching his neck, no different from pinching a chicken.

The choking ointment still remained on her face. Old Qi did not even dare to breathe. He listened to the people behind with a gloomy smile: "The old man knows that you are the **** of Fengxing Pavilion. Fengxing Pavilion has been so big these days. The awe-inspiring and prestige has wiped out several stockades on the Green Forest Road... Such a powerful prestige, is it possible to think that you have become an old dynasty Jinyiwei, digging for privacy and selling news are not satisfying your appetite, and even what you shouldn’t care about?"

The coachman's heart jumped, it turned out to be for this.

The corners of his mouth were drooping, his eyes turned up, and he said bitterly: "This senior, even a small person is not even a quack, but he used to learn the skills of a three-legged cat from a boxer, and he was tired of driving a car. You said that I was working for Fengxing Pavilion. Three years ago, I was running errands for Dongting. Ten years ago, I was still eating in Yangzhou. It’s just lazy. I'm afraid of death, the worse I get over it, Fengxingge——Hey, you can say that I am from Fengxingge, but except for the shopkeeper and buddy who sells the news, everyone else in Fengxingge doesn't recognize me, just like me. Such little people, there are no one thousand, there are eight hundred."

"What nonsense."

Meng Qi pretended to shout.

Mo Lei has been watching and listening.

Doctor Mo is very curious about Meng Qi's weird voice. It is said that there are artists in the folk who can speak ventriloquism and can speak without moving their mouths. There is also a goddess who has learned to deceive and deceive, and is called the belly fairy. Meng Qi doesn't know how to speak ventriloquially, but the way he speaks has a subtle difference.

Speak in the same way, but the voice swallows into the belly, making a strange, gritty sound.

"The old man has no apprentice, and is looking for Fengxingge to settle accounts. Who expected to be delayed by a storm, and bumped into you, a dishonest kid, there is a ghost looking around! I swindled you, but I didn’t expect to pay What a running dog of Fengxing Pavilion!"

The old seven of the coachman was so angry that he rolled his eyelids, but at this moment, the man made him a fish, and he could only continue to tell Rao: "Although small is useless, but he also knows Fengxingge's rules. Don't do anything without money. As for The water around Pengze...Uh no, the Green Forest brothers really wronged us!"

"Stop talking about it, just tell me, who is your most recent sub-rudder, the old man will have to listen to the name of this **** on the road."

Meng Qi talked one after another, but the driver of the old seventh hesitated.

This tone is not quite like the people of the rivers and lakes here.

Where did the devil come from? Talking styles are all the old ones, just like words!

But the hand holding the neck can't be faked. The driver Qiqi quietly struggled, and it was useless. The guy behind him probably didn't need a second move to kill him.

Yes, people have to bow their heads under the eaves to accompany them to behave well!

"Senior, calm down, calm down!" The coachman, old Qi rolled his eyes, thinking quickly.

His sight was blocked by the tall weeds, and he didn't dare to move rashly, so he couldn't see the ink carp diagonally in front of his right hand.

Mo Lei has very good eyesight, and he can see all the expressions of the coachman's old seven, including the reaction when he heard Meng Qi questioning the death of the water bandit at first.

——That is an expression of anger and resentment.

The old seven of the coachman may feel that it is thankless to eliminate the water bandits, but now he is unlucky for this matter, so the anger in his heart cannot be vented.

This didn't surprise Moli very much. As Old Qi said, Fengxing Pavilion is very large and many people run errands for it. Most people don't care about what Fengxingge wants to do, nor do they know why they did it like this. It is not easy to mix the rivers and lakes. It is enough to have a backer and eat food.

Fear of losing his life, the coachman said cruelly: "Senior forgive me, in fact, I have a message, I don't know whether it is true or not, it is said that the business of killing water bandits is related to the government."

Moli shook when he heard the sound.

"What's the matter with the water bandits? They robbed something that shouldn't be robbed?" Meng Qi continued to ask in that creepy tone.

"I don’t know, I really don’t know, it's better... the predecessor asks Yuan Ting of the'out of the mountain tiger', he is the principal of our area, and he knows the most about Peng Ze. All of us are I want to call it Lord Yuan."

The coachman, old Qi, has no spine, and directly reported the person above.

Meng Qi raised his eyebrows slightly, flipped his palm and slapped Lao Qi.

Moli walked over and handed Meng Qi a coarse cloth, who slowly wiped off the ointment on his hand.

There have been capable people and strangers on the rivers and lakes who are very good at tracking odors. Since this coachman is a member of Fengxing Pavilion, Meng Qi did not underestimate him despite his poor martial arts, and made some preparations. The ointment is pungent, and now everyone in the village is applying it, let alone people, even if it really grows a dog nose, it's not good.

"This person..."

Mo Lei only said two words, frowning without saying a word.

Firstly, what the coachman said is true or false. He doesn’t know. Secondly, it is common for this kind of little people to save their lives but not to be loyal and righteous. As a tentative party, the two Moli never thought that they could get so much. Gain, but it will not take human lives for granted because of despising each other's behavior.

Mo Li changed his mouth and said: "Government? Why did the people of King Ning suddenly pay off the water bandits and still come around like this?"

"Ha, of course not for the shameless baby. The remark just now was an excuse I just made, because people in the rivers and lakes would think so." Meng Qi waved his hand and said solemnly, "If I didn't guess wrong, this is Clear the road."

"Clear the road?"

"Yes, this is the jurisdiction of King Ning. The capable Mr. Qiu under King Ning provoked a confrontation between the Jingzhou navy and the navy of the Qi Dynasty. The battle was on the verge. The jurisdiction of King Ning borders King Jing. This is a good opportunity to take advantage of the fire and rob. Once a war starts, the grain roads must be cleared. There are many waterways in the south, and the waterways for transporting grain are lighter. So let alone the water bandits who are entrenched in Pengze, all other climatic bandits will be subject to Exterminate, this is the so-called'clearing the road'."

Mo Carp suddenly heard this.

Meng Qi is a proper expert in matters such as strategy and war.

"...In addition to the information we received earlier, the master of Fengxing Pavilion, Qiu Jing, may be the daughter of the counsellor, and she fraudulently claimed to have died. In fact, she changed her name to a woman and presided over Fengxing Pavilion in the rivers and lakes. The position and thoughts of the master of Fengxing Pavilion. I don’t know for the time being, but with this level of relationship, it’s not a problem to call Fengxingge as a'sword' with that counselor’s mind."

Qiu Moushi is very capable, and even more surprisingly, he used the people from the rivers and lakes to clear the way, so that people try not to detect the plan of the war on King Ning’s side. However, Meng Qi has enough clues in his hand, and the military is even more of a "national event." "There will be all kinds of clues left, which can't be covered by the discerning person.

"We have to go to Luling County."

Meng Qi said to Mo Li that it was because of Afurong before, but now it is certain that the war will start.

It can even be said that the counsellor of King Ning has been dormant for many years and is finally about to show off.

Mo Li is silent, he doesn't want Fengxing Pavilion's true face to be a chess piece laid out by Ning Wang's advisor.

He doesn't think Qiu Jing is such a person.

But if all this is true--

"Fengxing Pavilion has always had two voices."

Meng Qi said to Moli through the sound transmission, “One is a real Jianghu people, and the other has other thoughts. Because of that clever counselor and his detached identity as a father, Fengxing Pavilion has never There have been conflicts. For example, selling ointment to help Doctor Peng in the distance, and close by, such as Qing handing over the water bandits, Qiu Jing believes that these are all helping the people, and her father wants more people to cultivate and fish in the land under King Ning's jurisdiction, and there must be enough The population of the people is used as soldiers...Because the visionary advisers know that the disease cannot spread, so he does not oppose it, and will support Qiu Jing's approach."

The more Mo Li listened, the colder his heart became. If he read Qiu Jing correctly and Meng Qi did not read it wrong, Fengxing Pavilion will soon undergo a huge change, after Qiu Jing rushes back.

Meng Qi threw the coachman Lao Qi aside and whispered: "There is also this person, maybe there is a problem."

"How to say?"

"I always wondered why King Wu wanted to recruit people from the rivers and lakes, and reward them with official posts and money. At first I thought he was greedy for life and was afraid of death, and was afraid that someone would assassinate. Later in the stone mill cottage we met the group who wanted to kill the Qi Dynasty. People from the dragon veins, I thought King Wu was a fool who believed in alchemists’ nonsense."

Meng Qi thoughtfully turned to look at Moli and smiled, "But whether it is a fool or a ghost, he is the King Wu. King Ning has capable people, but King Wu may not have none, Qiantang. It is the most prosperous place in the world, and there are many merchants. If there is a minister of Wu Wang who feels that Fengxing Pavilion is not appropriate, it is very likely to make such a countermeasure. Recruit martial arts experts and borrow people from the rivers and lakes to observe Fengxing Pavilion's every move , And even... plant some people in Fengxing Pavilion. Anyway, there are as many as there are people at the bottom of the rivers and lakes, and I don’t know who they are doing things for, as long as they reveal a piece of news at that time."

Meng Qi looked down at the driver's old seventh, obviously suspecting this man.

Mo Li suddenly sighed deeply. He heard Meng Qi say in his ear:

"Now where is Fengxing Pavilion going, it is not you and me, but the master of Autumn Pavilion.