Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 44|The so-called spirit in this heritage

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The snow in the mountains is gone, and it is no longer white.

The rocks were pressed on the mountain road, stacked crookedly, the stream was filled with falling rocks, and the river valley changed its appearance.

"Is it here?" Meng Qi asked uncertainly.

The sky is pitch black, there is no star position for comparison, the river has changed its course again, and the direction cannot be discerned at all.

"I'm not sure, but I can feel it." Moli reached out his hand and pointed to the ground.

Standing on a high place, they could clearly see that the cliff collapse on this side was a bit more serious than elsewhere, and the cracks extending to this side suddenly expanded, and there was obvious bifurcation and turning.

"How are the mineral veins distributed?"

"Perhaps."

Mo Lei stretched out his hand to untie Si Zhuan's acupuncture points, and the latter panted and suddenly turned over and sat up.

"You--"

Si Zhuan, who was covering his wrist wound, looked around and found that the ruins of Sijiabao were no longer visible here. The surrounding landscape had changed drastically. It was really impossible to see the specific location, only that he was still in the mountains.

"Where are my subordinates? You killed all of them?" Si Zhuan asked vigilantly. He lost martial arts and no subordinates. Just now, he felt that he was about to bleed to death. Not deep at all, could it be an illusion?

The two people are of unknown origin and behave strangely. They seem to be asking for an explanation for the refugees, but what do they carry a tree for?

Si Zhuan was about to speak, and suddenly his feet were hanging in the air-Mo Li lifted him up and hung him on the edge of the cliff.

"I can give as much gold as you want." Si Zhuan made a decisive decision without hesitation.

He didn't report the specific number, nor did he show an ugly appearance of begging for mercy. If he looked at it from others, he might have praised him as a hero in troubled times. He was quite ambitious and courageous, but it was a pity that he went the wrong way.

However, Moli is not an ordinary person.

Mo Lei brought Si Zhuan here not to intimidate him, nor to watch him beg for mercy. Whether Si Zhuan was ambitious or courageous, Doctor Mo didn't care.

"Do you recognize this place?"

Mo Carp loosened his hand and Si Zhuan quickly grabbed the stone.

The cliff is not high, and you can't fall to death. The trouble is that a **** is formed at the bottom of the cliff, and when it rolls down, it is the crack that does not know how deep. Si Zhuan subconsciously wanted to climb up, but his dantian was empty, and his hands were also vain. Hanging in mid-air like this was very laborious, let alone getting out of danger.

Mo Li ignored him, he used light power and landed on the slope.

The crack is not deep, but there is an obvious hole on the side of the slope, dark, and a broken mining pick lies across the hole.

"It is indeed here." Meng Qi also came down, and he left the tree on the cliff.

White and miserable masses are faintly visible in the soil.

On the stone wall on the left side of the crack, there are shining stars, which is not obvious because it has been smeared with mud.

Mo Lei raised his hand and pulled Si Zhuan back, whose expression was full of anger and unwillingness.

"You said that the Si family has finished digging the gold mine, isn't it still there?"

Moli motioned Si Zhuan to look at the entrance of the cave.

Si Zhuan heard this and intuitively believed that these two people did come for the gold mine, revenge or something, but it was an antecedent. Hearing that there was gold, who wouldn't be moved by it? Those who claim that they are righteous and righteous are even less polite when they encounter the money of the so-called "wicked".

For such a large gold mine, Si's family dug away the ores that are prone to higher gold content. The ones on the stone wall are not leaked, but they are not seen.

"...Gold mining is very laborious, and gold alchemy is also time-consuming. It is better to open a new mine for ore with the next highest gold content. Now I am the only one in the Si family. If you are willing to raise your hand, Si Jia saves I can give all the gold that I laid down to the two of you." Si Zhuan's gaze turned around Mo Li and Meng Qi.

Weibo has always moved people's hearts, and there are many close friends who have turned their faces on Jin. Si Zhuan gritted his teeth and thought, he has to live, and only if he is alive can he get revenge, and he can make a comeback. The gold hidden by the Si family is his best bargaining chip.

"Ah!"

Si Zhuan was thrown into the hole.

He waved his arms hurriedly, and finally grabbed the mine pick that was lying on the ground, his eyes horrified.

Let go of your hand is a bottomless crack. The mine pick was already crumbling. When it was critical, a strong force pushed him from behind and threw him into the hole, almost slamming it on the rock wall.

Si Zhuan got up and wanted to rush out of the cave, but just after two steps, the ground shook, and the mining pick and the mud in the cave fell into the crack below.

The aftershock happened again.

There were constantly falling rocks on both sides of the crack, and Meng Qi and Moli quickly left the gentle slope. Only in such a moment, the area of ​​the **** disappeared by half.

"I don't think this is right, we should leave as soon as possible." Meng Qi frowned.

Moli held his breath, and there was a smell of rotting in the cave, as well as the smell of mud. For some reason, he also faintly felt something was wrong.

In the smoke and dust, Si Zhuan was struggling to support the rock wall. He originally jumped out from the entrance of the cave. If the landing position is good, he can return to the slope, but now the entrance of the cave is in the crack, just like the exit is in the middle of the cliff. It’s a dead end if you can’t climb up in the cave.

Si Zhuan coughed, and vaguely saw the two turning around and leaving, he couldn't help shouting in panic: "Wait!"

When Moli returned to the cliff, he could still hear a vague shout from below.

"...The gold hidden by the Si family...you..."

Si Zhuan finally realized that the two of them were about to throw themselves here, and he could no longer hide his master, he blurted out: "The ancestor Qingwu will not let you go! "

The falling rocks forced Si Zhuan back step by step, and finally his eyes went dark, and the entrance of the cave was completely blocked.

The dirt on his feet made a crackling sound.

The shaking stopped, the dark cave was full of blue faint phosphorous fire, and Si Zhuan saw that he had stepped on a piece of bone.

Afterwards, he realized that the abandoned mine tunnels were all sealed.

"No!"

The cry could not be transmitted to the ground, and Moli could only see that after the vibration stopped, the position of the hole completely disappeared.

"Dead?" Meng Qi looked up.

"There shouldn't be. I can live for another two or three days." Moli thought for a while, and then said, "Unless the mine tunnel is completely submerged in the ground and there are no air gaps on all sides, it will live soon."

"It seems that he really has to regret not dying in the previous movement."

"Sijia is the first evil person. If there is no movement, he should be imprisoned in the burial tunnel."

Doctor Mo doesn't like killing people, but it doesn't mean that he will watch the evildoers at ease. There are many things in this world that are more bitter than death.

"People who act like Si's family, even if they regret in their hearts, just hate him when they don’t treat him. They say a set of things about becoming kings and losers, and disagreeing with the evil deeds they have committed. The doctor’s actions are quite quite New ideas." Meng Qi laughed at the armrest, but it was a pity that he was covered in mud, which destroyed his arrogant posture.

"Si Zhuan regrets it, I don't know, but before he died, I must be able to feel the helplessness of the refugees firsthand." Mo Li turned his head and whispered, "I am not the Lord of suffering, nor the way of heaven. I am sentenced to life and death. This is not what I should do."

Meng Qi asked with interest: "What does the doctor mean?"

Mo Li looked at the bottomless crack for a long time before saying: "Brother Meng, why are there no ghosts in this world?"

Even if so many people died, the Si family's crimes were endless, but the ones who died were dead, and they could no longer stand up and seek justice for themselves.

When I was alive, it was duckweed in troubled times, and I couldn't help myself.

After he died, there was no trace.

"Does the doctor want to talk about the cycle of cause and effect, or does the ghost kill him?" Meng Qi shook his head slightly, and said in a low tone, "The cycle of cause and effect is just a word of comfort. The world has always been unfair. Grace will avenge virtue, and hatred will be paid by blood. Listen It’s really happy to get up, but ghosts are also made by humans. As long as they are humans, they will make various mistakes; as long as they are humans, they will be different. If humans die as ghosts, how can they guarantee that these vain people can How about the ghosts of those who did evil in their lifetime? I'm afraid they will continue to suffer after death."

Mo Li couldn't help thinking deeply, and finally sighed.

There are still too few things in the world that he has seen.

The book says that people have seven sufferings, but living in the world, the suffering they endure is more than birth, old age, sickness and death, resentment, separation, love and separation, and can’t ask? The most bitter ones are ordinary people who try their best to live, but are not regarded as human beings after all.

History records are the disputes in the world, and the heroes rise together.

The story is about heroes, heroes, and tenderness.

Those who were killed by mistake and became ghosts under the sword, but only a few.

The same people, let alone the mountains and rivers that can be seen everywhere.

He is not stingy about ruining, trampling, not taking it seriously.

"Brother Meng..."

Mo Li said halfway, and stopped again.

Meng Qi doesn't know his identity at all. If he says it rashly, I don't know if Meng Qi can accept it. Now Doctor Mo doesn't even have a Ning Shen pill on him.

But there is no more after saying this, Meng Qi asked in confusion: "What?"

Moli hesitated for a while, and whispered: "Do you believe that the mountains are alive?"

Meng Qi couldn't laugh or cry, first it was Li Gui and Shan Ling.

Why should a smart person like a doctor count on these illusory things to solve the injustice in the world?

Speaking of which, this time the earth movement is really weird.

Meng Qi meditated. Sijia said that he had hollowed out a mountain. In fact, they had only dug the veins. They hadn't dug the gold ore with poor quality. Collapses often occur in mining, but such terrible ground movements can no longer be explained by large-scale collapses. After all, even Qiuling County near Shilang Mountain has suffered.

Mining landslides are man-made disasters, and earth dragons turning over are natural disasters. The two are fundamentally different.

——The internal force that was suddenly lost when the ground moved, and after entering the mountain, I saw grass and trees growing, and the tree at my feet!

"Why don't you want to say that this tree is a mountain spirit?" Meng Qi stared at the tree, looking left and right, but he didn't see anything special.

Moli leaned over and lost an aura to the trunk. The tree didn't respond. He touched the rough bark, and Meng Qi almost thought that the tree was Moli's pet.

Will normal people keep a tree as a pet?

"It...not the mountain spirit, the mountain spirit is dead." Moli's tone was heavy.

Meng Qi squatted beside him and touched it like a black carp, but he also felt an inexplicable sadness.

This kind of sadness is not different at first, and when I think about it carefully, it seems that the deep crack in front of me is bottomless.

"Why did Shan Ling kill the people of Qiuling County?" Meng Qi asked subconsciously.

"Even in Sijiabao, there are innocent servants. Didn't the account book be stolen by a servant? However, they are all dead. Before life and death, mountain spirits and people are involuntary."

"Are there many mountain spirits in the world?"

"Maybe."

Moli hasn't left Pingzhou, so I don't know what other places look like.

Meng Qi paused, then asked: "Are those mountain spirits still alive?"

"...Perhaps."

Moli only knows that the Taijing dragon veins are alive. There are many mountains and rivers in the world. How many dragon veins are there? Are they transformed and are they still alive in the world? The dragon vein's true body cannot be moved, and if there is a catastrophe, they can't avoid it.

Moli remembered the torrential torrent on Mount Qimao. The flood flooded the cave where Lingquan was located, and rushed out abruptly. He turned into a human form in order to hug the driftwood in the flood.

If you didn't meet Mr. Qin, what would happen to a stupid kid who couldn't even speak?

What if it is not for Zhushan County, which has a simple folk customs? A silly, who is among the refugees, will he not be trafficked? What happens after trafficking? I don’t know how to read, don’t understand people, and I can’t protect myself. If I’m bad luck, the dragon veins that will transform into form will be more dangerous than the dragon veins without self-awareness.

Mo Li turned his head to look at Meng Qi. He didn't know why the Taijing Dragon Vein became what it is now. It belongs to the past of the State Master of the Chu Dynasty, but it is only a section of the Taijing Dragon Vein's life.

Mo Li has long overturned previous speculations. Judging from Meng Qi's various behaviors, Meng Qi may be the Taijing Dragon Vessel.

Moli didn’t like Golden Dragon who teased himself and asked him to go to Taijing before. Now he remembered what the Golden Dragon said to him last-

"You are a dragon vein, and I am also a dragon vein. Protect yourself."

Meng Qi, who has lost his memory, will appear in Ma County. Is it subconscious that drives him to come to him? Mo Li was not sure, but he knew that he had to go to Taijing. The same dragon veins, they are closely related.

The cause of Meng Qi is not as simple as a panacea.

Meng Qi can stand here, what happened to that fat mouse?

For a while, the ink carp couldn't understand it, so I put it aside for now.

"Let's go." Moli said, reaching out to carry the tree.

"I'll come." Meng Qi took the lead, not like working hard, but like trying to feel the magic of this tree carefully.

Mo Li was speechless, so let him go.

Meng Qi asked as he walked: "Where are we going to take Shan Ling?"

He doesn't mind carrying it all the way, but the tree can't stand it! Even if the roots of the tree are covered with mud and left the soil for too long, it will be bad after all.

"It's not a mountain spirit...It's fine, you can call it that way. We find a place where people are inaccessible, and then plant it." Moli added, "By the way, it must be in this mountain."

"You know, mountain spirit, you can't bring out this mountain."

Meng Qi walked a few miles, and suddenly felt that this tree branch was blown closer to him by the wind, rustling, as if asking for something. At first, Meng Qi didn't pay attention and stretched out his hand to push away. After all, the feeling of the branches and leaves rubbing his face was still a bit painful.

The branches and leaves are unyielding, and continue to attack with the help of the wind.

"..."

Unbelievable, doctor! This mountain spirit doesn't look pleasing to my face!