Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 349|Human gains and losses

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The way out is very long, I don't know where to go and what kind of people you will meet.

The road back to Pingzhou was completely opposite. Except for two mountain bandit robberies in Yongzhou, nothing happened in the rest of the time.

It seems that the Holy Lotus Altar and the bandits should be upset with the King of Heavenly Consecration so that they would consume the risk of instability, or perhaps the name of Mengqi Moli has been popularized in the arena, and the ancestor of Qingwu was killed first. Killed the Tianshou King and Zheng Tu again, and the others waited to weigh their own weight, and retreated wisely.

This made Meng Qiyi feel dispirited, lying beside Moli and saying: "It seems it's time to live in seclusion."

The reason for the black carp is unknown.

Meng Qi vividly described the influence of those rumors under normal circumstances.

Everyone was afraid at the beginning, but martial arts can change generations within three to five years. The fastest way to become famous is to step on those "bad reputation" guys to become famous, especially those that have disappeared for several years. Rumors are Situations that appear to be untrue.

"By then, we will have endless troubles."

"..."

Mo Lei felt that Meng Qi's expression did not seem to describe trouble, but rather a pleasure to send home.

"I will enter Zhushan County the day after tomorrow."

Meng Qi sighed long.

The bed in the inn is too small and a bit crowded.

There are too many people in the Chen family caravan. The place here is not good. The conditions of the inn are inherently bad. No one has the privilege to live in a house alone—because there are not enough rooms in the inn, it’s already November, normal. The foot shop is too cold, and the Chen family is not stingy with their own people.

The inn’s bedding smelled of musty. After entering the door, Meng Qi used to throw all the pillows and bedding on the table, uncovered the bed nets, opened the windows, and let the cold wind blow the house like an ice cave. Anyway, he and Mo Carps are not afraid of cold.

These houses have a limited number of ventilations throughout the winter, and no matter how they are cleaned, the smell makes people frown.

The guy just planned to send hot water to the charcoal stove to earn more coppers. As a result, he was stupid by the wind as soon as he entered the house. When he left, he kept looking at Meng Qi with the eyes of a madman.

The black carp also suffered a lot from the pond fish, and got a lot of blank eyes.

"The food in this inn is not too hard to swallow." Mo Li tried to persuade Meng Qi.

"No, we still have dry food."

Meng Qi refused, and when he left Taijing he brought a full ten kilograms of oil cake.

This thing is made of flour, fragrant fried so that it is golden on both sides, and can be stored for a long time in winter.

There were also ten catties of dried meat, ten jars of good wine, and I bought chestnuts and various pastries along the way, consuming them while replenishing them, and squeezed the carriage full.

——When the fat mouse just wants to lie on the bed and gnaw on chestnuts, it can’t be dragged.

Just when Moli wanted to get up, Meng Qi grabbed the person and solemnly said:

"Ali, I always think Ms. Xue is asking what these days."

Rao is Meng Qi, and the closer you get to Zhushan County, Pingzhou, you will inevitably suffer a little loss.

Mo Li didn't comfort him, but he found that the more he talked, the more nervous Meng Qi became.

Furthermore, Moli himself is not much better.

Xue Lingjun asked him to go out and stay far away from Meng Qi, but he took the man back. Qin Lu might expect him to bring back a fish, but it turned out to be a fat mouse? This is a lot worse! And Tang Xiaotang, the younger brother is still young, how can he explain the relationship between Meng Qi's identity and himself?

The more and more Mo Lei thinks, the more messy it gets, and he can't sleep.

Now the two people are lying on the bed with their eyes open like fools, the cold wind is still blowing, and they don't make their minds clearer.

"What's wrong with Lady Xue?" Mo Li said casually.

Meng Qi did not speak and continued to think deeply.

Xue Zhu didn't show any flaws. Chen Zhong seemed to be clumsy and arrogant. In fact, Chen Zhong was the principal of the caravan. He had a good mind and was excellent at acting stupid.

Chen Zhong's mouth is not good at work, but he doesn't talk to Meng Qi or take Meng Qi's words, he just laughs blindly, and pulls some nonsense that the bull's head is not to the horse's mouth.

Meng Qi is not afraid that Xue Zhu and Chen Zhong will see through his relationship with Moli. He didn't intend to hide it. He also wanted to use this couple to make a breakthrough. At first everything went well, but Xue Zhu's calm expression recently appeared. , It always seems to be deeply vigilant.

This is not good.

"Did I offend them?" Meng Qi asked sincerely.

The black carp rubs his forehead, and he is a fan of the gerbil authorities.

"Brother Meng can be said to show his best in this way..."

Both civil and military, introverted, introverted, outstanding in conversation, and well-founded.

In a word, a young talent who can't find it with a lantern.

No, no, more attractive than those fledgling young talents. It seems that there is nothing Meng Qi doesn’t know about. He has no pretensions. When he is not talking, he is like a hermit, and when he is walking around, he can still be a caravan. The coachman and groom talked happily.

Never mind Chen Zhong, but Xue Zhu really knows how high a Moli martial arts is, and how many people can compete with Moli?

Furthermore, there are so many rumors about the rivers and lakes. Xue Zhu carried them out with a green forest guest to inquire, and could always ask something.

Xue Ting mentioned "Meng Guoshi" to Moli. Didn't he say to his biological daughter?

Meng Qi didn't intend to conceal his identity. He was about to reverse Xue Ting's prejudice against "Meng Guoshi", but he forgot that in Xue Zhu's eyes, Mo Li was only in his twenties! Ordinary people who have never left Zhushan County before, could they be deceived by Meng Qi?

Ms. Xue is contradictory, she heard the rumors of "Meng Guoshi of Chu Dynasty" after coming out this trip, and when she meets again, Meng Guoshi is planning to go to Zhushan County together?

What's there in Zhushan County, except for her old father who used to be a master of poison, probably only the teacher of Moli, the genius doctor Qin Lu.

Ms. Xue doesn’t think Meng Qi must be malicious or that Mo Li is so deceiving. She just knows clearly that she is definitely not Meng Qi’s opponent, so she can’t guard against it if there is a danger, she is not nervous. That's strange.

"She probably has written a letter to be sent back quickly to tell Xue Lingjun what happened here."

Mo Lei briefly said about his guess, Meng Qi blinked, and then revealed a distressed expression "tired by fame".

"... Xue Lingjun won't do it directly, I'm still next to you." Mo Li said solemnly.

I felt amused right away. Why hasn't he been so calm after going out for more than a year?

Xue Ting is not so unreasonable, Mr. Qin is even more reasonable...

Mo Lei thought, suddenly felt something white flocculent in the cold wind outside the window.

"It's falling snow."

Tomorrow they will be separated from the Chen family caravan, once they go to Ma County, they will take the mountain road.

"This spiritual energy..." Meng Qi stood up and looked at Moli in surprise.

Mo Li pursed his lips and said nothing.

It is about to enter the range of Qimao Mountain. This bitter wind and snow came from there.

Meng Qi happily walked to the window and looked around. Moli quickly withdrew the window-supporting bamboo poles, and the room was suddenly dark.

"Ali?"

"Nothing can be seen here." Moli thought about the beauty of the nineteen peaks of Shangyun Mountain, and couldn't help being a little embarrassed. The first time was not because of the name of Jimao Mountain, but because of the area occupied or the scenery of the mountains and rivers. , All...too ordinary.

From the capital, I can see the Yunshan Mountain from a distance, and the clouds are rising and magnificent.

Qimao Mountain is just a wild mountain with lush vegetation.

It just happened to catch up with winter, and even this advantage didn't exist.

Mo Lei didn't think Qi Maoshan was bad before, and now he even thinks that if he has half the spirit of Feiheshan (the gray bird shakes its wings and sneezes), he won't be so embarrassed.

"The horse-drawn carriage can walk the sheep intestine ditch, and the nearby is Wild Wolf Ridge, and the road is rugged."

Mo Li struggled to explain that there were other barren mountains and ridges separated from Qi Mao Mountain.

Meng Qi tilted his head and suddenly laughed in a low voice: "This looming aura makes me want to go on the road overnight and set foot on the mountain I have long admired for as soon as possible, smelling the fragrance of the mud, sinking into the connotation The river of spiritual veins is like hugging Ali at this moment..."

Then he reached out and hugged a Kong.

Moli tried to pretend that nothing had happened, and then stumbling back to the bed.

"Sleep."

Isn’t the bed small?

There is another benefit of getting smaller, lest Meng Qi will be dishonest at night.

You must know that even if you become a gerbil, the gerbil's paws are restless, and Moli decided to use a coup from the bottom of the pot.

——The eight-year-old Xiaolang can lie sideways on the bed.

Meng Qi stepped forward and shook off his generous robe. When he threw the person on the bed, his slender arms had become the same chubby arms.

Tickling his clothes, Moli couldn't help shrinking his head again. When he broke free, he was already three or four years old.

He lifted his foot and kicked the fat baby's ass, which was not covered in the obscene clothes.

This is just getting smaller, and martial arts are still there, but most of the moves can't be used due to the body shape.

But when the subject is also a fat baby, it doesn't matter.

Anyway, the arms are as short, the legs are not far, and it is equally hard to turn over. The original sharp moves look very funny.

However, the two played very vigorously and felt fresh.

The black carp swept across Qianjun’s right leg and stretched out without kicking anything. Meng Qi tried to block it with a subtle grabbing hand. The short and fat fingers weren’t long enough to "capture" the lotus joint like three circles. With his arm, and the horse couldn't keep steady when he retreated and recruited, he fell over with a somersault and made a ball with Moli directly.

"Hehe...haha..."

The milky laughter echoed in the room.

Moli suddenly felt a little coolness on his face, why did the snowflakes float in again?

He subconsciously looked in the direction of the window and froze suddenly.

Someone stood in front of the window, silently, looking at the two fat babies playing and playing on the bed.

"Teacher?!"

Moli jumped up on the spot, hurriedly got out of the bed, trying to change back, and suddenly found that Xieyi had been broken free, he gathered his clothes, hurriedly put it on, and shook it with his hands desperately. Meng Qi.

The old Mr. Qin with white hair and beard walked to the table top-heavy and sat down.

Mo Lei was so scared that he went back, wrapped in his clothes and turned over the porcelain bottle for medicine.

"Teacher, heart protection pill..."

Qin Lu was in a very complicated mood. In fact, he saw from a distance that the inn had a window open, and his disciple and a stranger walked to the window.

It was late at night. It was originally not suitable for meeting, but Qin Lu was surprised by the laughter of children in the room. In addition, he arrived after receiving the urgent letter from Ms. Xue, so he couldn't worry about Moli. As a result, from this look, I saw an extremely absurd scene.

A child who looks exactly like the student’s childhood?

The apprentice went out for a trip, and it hasn't been two years, even have children? Or two? !

In a trance, Mr. Qin suddenly heard the child's familiar calling, and his heart that was floating in the air finally fell.

So he silently looked at the fat little carp who had never had time to get dressed, and ran to the fat little carp who gave him the medicine.

There is also a little baby with a silly look next to him, with bulging pink cheeks, short arms, standing on the ground with bare feet in the biting cold wind, and not afraid of the cold at all, with the ink carp. Standing in one place, they are simply a pair of golden boys on the New Year picture.

"It's okay to be a teacher."

Old Mr. Qin settled down, stroking his beard and asked, "This is what you found..."

"Companion, Brother Meng is the dragon vein of Shangyun Mountain." Mo Li worriedly grasped the medicine bottle and dared not let it go.

Qin Lu was taken aback when he heard this. Of course he knew where Shangyun Mountain was, and he subconsciously touched Xue Zhu in his sleeve to send a letter, and suddenly realized it.

The dragon veins born near Taijing are no wonder that they are the national masters of the Chu Dynasty.

Meng Qi, who stood side by side with Moli obediently, poked Moli's arm quietly.

Mo Lei turned his head and met Meng Qi's triumphant gaze. The two are too short now. As long as they don't look up, Qin Lu won't even want to see their expressions even if they are sitting.

——The eighty-seven-year-old age problem is suddenly solved, and it can become bigger and smaller. What else is wrong?

Moli is thoughtful, yes, it's better to become a fat baby than to explain to Qin Lu by turning a gerbil on the spot!