Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 29|The words are neither full nor true

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There is an ancient forest to the west of Qinghu Town.

The roots of the tree are entwined, more than three feet above the ground, and the bottom is full of dead branches and leaves. Winter is better, but in summer it is an unpleasant stench. There are few people here, even in the cold winter, you can see many birds nesting here.

Huzi carried the cloth bag on his body and prepared to use both hands and feet to climb the roots of the tree. As a result, the whole person suddenly hung in the air. He was so frightened that he quickly hugged the cloth bag full of herbs and stared at the ink carp in a daze.

"Are in the forest?"

The child nodded quickly.

Doctor Mo frowned. It's wet and cold here. It's not a good place to recuperate.

"There are so many empty houses in the town, why don't you find one but hide in this kind of place?" Moli felt strange.

It's not easy for ordinary people to enter the woods. What's more, it's a very sick person who has been hiding here with all the hardships. Is there any secret?

Huzi stammered and replied: "Uncle Lin said that the town is dangerous and cannot be stayed."

Mo Li guessed that the child didn't know much, so he bypassed the topic and gestured to the forest: "Which direction is it?"

Huzi pointed forward, and then watched enviously as Moli leapt to a high place with ease.

Although the roots of these trees are connected to each other, they can barely be regarded as a road, but because of the snow and ice, they are very slippery. Huzi has been running around here since he was a child, and only then has he mastered some tricks so as not to fall to the ground. With his small arms and legs, he can't jump over where there is a big gap. He can only climb slowly by holding the roots of the tree.

Now being held in his hand, Meng Qi's eyes are round when he sees Meng Qi's shoulders still, and he has passed the most difficult place to walk lightly.

"This kid is bold enough." Meng Qi chuckled lightly.

The other children were so scared to death when they were held in their hands, or they screamed and jumped in excitement, but Huzi was still in the mood to observe how they left.

"If you don't have the courage, how can you dare to steal herbs from the temple of the holy lotus altar?" Moli was not surprised.

Stealing herbs seems easy, but people with reckless tempers can't do it.

Huzi's face flushed, and after walking for a while, he hurriedly called to stop.

"It's there."

It was an ancient tree that was about to die. It seemed that because the trunk was empty, it couldn't support the weight of the canopy. The whole body of the tree was tilted and rested on the branches of several nearby trees.

Huzi pulled open the withered tree vines, revealing a tree hole the size of a child.

"..."

Mo Lei doesn't know what to say. Let's say this is tightly hidden. Huzi will not hide his traces when he is young. If someone is looking for it, it is not safe here at all. If you want to hide it casually, this person has squatted into a tree hole, and it is almost three feet away from digging the ground.

Even if you are afraid of the Holy Lotus Altar, the people in the Holy Lotus Altar are not gods. With so many empty houses in Qinghu Town, it is not difficult to find one to hide.

Huzi happily held the cloth bag and went into the hole. Moli reluctantly said to Meng Qi: "You are outside waiting for me for a while."

After that, he bent over and entered the tree hole. Because the hole was too short, he was so squeezed that he could only use the bone shrinking power temporarily.

To Moli's surprise, only the small section that went in was narrow, and the tree hole was deep, so he could barely straighten up. Moli took a closer look and found that this was not only the empty trunk of the ancient wood, but also the gap formed by it on the branches of other trees, cleverly forming an almost closed space.

There are some gaps in the side walls, which are all blocked by things inside the cotton wool bark.

Two simple wooden boards were built to form a bed, and a man slept on it, coughing constantly wrapped in a quilt.

"Uncle Lin!" Huzi stretched out his hand and shook the person on the bed. Seeing that the person didn't respond, he turned his head to look at Moli at a loss.

Moli walked over and looked at the patient's face first.

"He is feverish."

The lips are whitish and skinny, and the forehead is flushed.

"Is there clean water?" Moli asked.

Huzi nodded, ran to the corner of the tree hole and took a jar, then went to get a bowl.

After pouring the water into the bowl, Huzi realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly said: "The water is cold, I will find wood to make a fire."

Moli reached out his hand to stop him, frowned and asked: "The forest is full of wet wood. Where do you go to find firewood?"

"Town, town..."

"Sit still." Moli shook his head and took the bowl from Huzi. "Has this water been boiled? Is it raw water?"

"No, no, it was cooked, but it was cold."

The black carp carefully looked at the water in the bowl and smelled it again, and found that it did not look like unboiled water. The water was clear and not turbid.

Huziqiqi Ai Ai said: "Originally we had charcoal, but it was too cold and we had to boil the medicine. It ran out within a day after I came here. I always went to the abandoned houses in the town to find some unnecessary tables and stools. Disassembled and burned...Huh?"

The bowl in Moli's hand is hot.

Although the internal strength has not fully recovered, it is not a problem to dry the clothes, and it is not difficult to warm a bowl of water, and it is not to make the water boil instantly, and it is enough to taste and drink.

When the water got hot, Doctor Mo helped him up and skillfully poured a bowl of water into it.

"Cough cough." After drinking the water, the man opened his eyes in a daze.

Mo Li meditated on her pulse, ignoring him.

This man has a face full of beard, his hair is messy, and he can hardly see his original face. Moli took the pulse and found that this man was young and had practiced martial arts. That's how superficial Kungfu is against Moli. In terms of being there, it is almost the same as if there is not.

"He is in good health, but he has suffered some losses recently. He is very cold and hungry?" Mo Li just asked casually, and did not wait for Hu Zi to answer, and continued, "Illness has come and urgent. Meng, you can’t use strong medicine. Show me the herbs you got today."

Huzi handed the cloth bag.

The bearded man woke up. He coughed violently, struggling to push the tiger aside.

"Who are you?" The bearded man was wary.

"I am a doctor."

The black carp rummaged through the herbs without lifting his head.

"Where is the doctor from Qinghu Town?" The bearded man was very anxious. He looked at Huzi reproachfully and said, "I didn't tell you that it's dangerous, don't bring outsiders over, why don't you listen?"

Huzi hung his head, crying and said: "But Uncle Lin, you are very ill, I can't help it..."

The man with cheeks and moustaches has to say that he was pushed directly back on the bed by the Moli raising his hand. He stared, only to find that he was dizzy and dizzy, and he didn't have any strength at all.

"There is no charcoal in this tree hole, and you can't even drink hot water. If you want to die, you can die alone, don't drag the child together."

Mo Lei spoke very rudely, he didn't like tossing about patients.

This person can't live in a good house. He has to hide in a tree hole and get cold. When he is so sick, he looks very nervous when he sees strangers next to the child. The ink carp doesn’t have to think about it, knowing that they are there. Hide identity.

Maybe it's avoiding enemies, maybe it's carrying a treasure, who knows, Doctor Mo is not interested anyway.

The bearded man took a second breath, he looked at Huzi, his eyes mournful.

"Uncle Lin, I was wrong, don't be angry." Huzi moved to him, shaking slightly, "I will study hard and listen to you, but you can't leave me and go like them. ."

The bearded man wanted to stop the child from continuing to speak, but he was top-heavy and didn't even have the strength to speak loudly, so he could only sigh.

The tiger cried harder.

"Don't wipe your tears, take medicine." Moli took out a pill from his bag and stuffed it to Huzi.

The bearded man saw his eyes staring out, struggling to get up.

"Huzi, why are you eating indiscriminately? How did I tell you..."

Before he finished speaking, he was gently tapped back by an invisible force.

Moli looked at the entrance of the cave because it was not his hand.

"Waiting in a hurry?"

"I want to see what kind of patient it is, and dare to yell at the doctor." Meng Qi bent down into the tree hole and said with a smile on his face, "I begged for a long time before the doctor was willing to treat me. This man But being so rude, my heart is naturally unhappy."

Mo Carp divided the herbs into points, put the weight together, and said without raising his head: "He is really rude, and his brain is not very bright, but if he dies, it is estimated that no one will look after the tiger. , And he doesn't want to die."

After Meng Qi came in, the bearded man looked at him in shock and even rubbed his eyes.

Now that Moli is so familiar with Meng Qi, he couldn't help but look at the tiger lying in front of his bed. After several embarrassments, he gritted his teeth and said: "Guo Shi!"

"..."

Mo Lei was a little surprised, but did not speak, and continued to be busy.

Huzi looked dazed, obviously he didn't know what Uncle Lin was talking about.

Meng Qi turned his head and looked lazily at the man whose face and cheeks couldn't even see what he looked like.

The other party was very excited, and his voice trembled: "I know you are Master Meng, please help..."

"I am not."

Meng Qi interrupted him, and the bearded man was dumbfounded, not knowing how to react.

"You are talking about the former national teacher Meng Qi? I heard that he was dead long ago, isn't it?" Meng Qi said solemnly, rubbing his chin, "Even if he is alive, he should be full of gray hair and face. How can the wrinkled old man look like me?"

Luo Chi Hu, who could no longer hide his identity, wailed: "Guo Shi, I am from the Lin family in Bazhou. My name is Lin Dou. In the past, Lin Fu Yin in the Taijing Lin was my father. My country is no longer. It’s really helpless to wait until I’m here to ask for help rashly today. Teacher, I know that you have a lot of magical powers and can’t..."

Meng Qi has a solemn expression and sternly refused: "Wait, no magical powers can be rejuvenated! You are sick and confused, I have not yet! The doctor is here, let's let the doctor talk about this kind of thing. Is it possible!"

The corner of the black carp's mouth twitched.

He wanted to laugh, but held back.

"Uncle Lin." Huzi looked at Lin Dou anxiously, obviously thinking that he was feverish and babbled.

Lin Dou was so angry that he almost vomited blood, but he didn't dare to attack. He could only struggle to push the tiger to the front, shaking and saying: "The first emperor is old and confused and has done a lot of wrong things, but Prince Zhaohua is Looking at the prince who grew up, the prince was wise, but unfortunately died early, the emperor had no one to succeed, and the mountains and rivers were lost. The clan who stayed in the capital was killed and wounded. This child is the only surviving grandchild of the prince. Please take a look. For Prince Zhaohua's sake, have mercy on him."

Speaking, he pulled out a cyan jade pendant from Huzi's neck. The jade pendant was warm and moist, and there was a dragon carved on it.

Lin Dou gasped and said: "This child flees with us as soon as he landed, from Taijing to Bazhou, and finally to Pingzhou. With so many guards and retainers, I was the only one left to hide. I was lingering in Qinghu Town, and the result...Oh, now I am going to die too, poor this child knows nothing, Qi Chao's wanted for him has never stopped. Teacher, I have nowhere to go, please..."

"Who said you are dying?" Moli suddenly interrupted the vocal Tuogu, waved his hand and threw the processed herbs into an empty crock pot, disdainfully said, "You are just very sick. A little bit, as long as you take the medicine peacefully, you won’t die."

Meng Qi couldn't bear it, he smiled directly.

Lin Dou's eyes were straight, and it took a long time to recover, his throat was itchy, and there was another violent cough.

He grabbed Huzi's hand, still looking at Meng Qi unwillingly.

Without waiting for Meng Qi to speak this time, Mo Li said coldly: "I am a doctor, only in charge of treating the disease. Who are you and who the child is? I am not interested. When your disease is cured, you can take it with you. Leaving Qinghu Town with your child to find another place to live. At that time, you want to tell this child that it is good to have a life experience and hope that he will live like an ordinary person all his life. It is all your business."

"But...the thief Lu Zhang is plotting to usurp the throne and burn the imperial city to kill the clan..."

"Many years ago, the first emperor you mentioned was a courtier of the Chen Dynasty, but he rose up to rebel." Meng Qi said slowly, "I think you understand this truth."

Lin Dou's eyes were full of disappointment, what he wanted to say, he finally let go of Huzi's hand.

Moli picked up some dry vines, used internal force to dry the water inside, and then called Huzi to go out and make medicine for Lin Dou.

The child hesitated, went outside the tree hole, picked up the jade pendant on his neck and said to Moli: "Doctor, I have no money, only this, if you don't dislike it..."

"No, you get the herbs yourself, and you burn the fire. It won't cost me any money."

Moli is very fond of such patients who take the initiative to pay for the medical service. He took out a few pills and told Huzi to swallow them every day.

"Your illness is not serious, but I am afraid that you will fall the root of the disease, so I still take some medicine. You can't take your Uncle Lin's medicine, do you know?"

The tiger nodded obediently.

Mo Li looked at the child, and when he talked about Prince Zhaohua of Qian Chu, he naturally thought of Tang Xiaotang at home.

Doctor Mo reached out and touched Huzi's head, and he saw a mole on the child's earlobe. He thought it was the reason for his mistake. The Jinyi Wei Kunqi, who pretended to be a visitor, actually regarded Tang Xiaotang as a remnant of the former dynasty on the run, and was also blind.

Couldn't a top player like Qin Lu live in the mountains and forests sincerely? The top master must chase fame and fortune? You will never do things that are not named or profitable. As long as you stay incognito, you will definitely be protecting someone?

Just like the case of Lao Shizi's previous treasures, Xue Zhixian went to the poor villages to become officials because he knew the secrets of the treasures? That's why it deliberately disappeared from the eyes of others?

No shit!

Mo Li thought, could this be the mediocre stupid the teacher said? Belly sinister heart of a gentleman? In their logic, everyone has a purpose in doing things.

If there is no purpose, they will fabricate a purpose for you and believe it.

"...Fortunately, Kunqi's information did not spread out, and it did not cause trouble to your teacher."

Meng Qi was out of sight, and when he saw Huzi gone, he appeared behind Moli.

"My younger brother is an ordinary child, his parents and relatives are from Zhushan County. Who he is, I and the teacher know nothing more, how could it be descendants of the former royal family? Kun Qi will be wrong I admit, one is because my teacher, and the other is that the child also has a mole on the earlobe. How big can a mole be? Even if I don’t look at it with my eyesight, I haven’t found this feature on the earlobe of a tiger."

The more Mo Li thinks about it, the more it feels ridiculous, and he couldn't help but sarcastically, "How many people have moles on their earlobes in this world? Probably thousands!"