Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 54|Self-heartedness also

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Ning Changyuan quickly turned around and went out, then stood under the eaves for a while, then raised his hand and knocked on the door again.

The door opened with a creak.

Mo Li straightened his sleeves and asked: "What's the matter with Ning Daochang?"

He has a calm demeanor and is completely free from the embarrassment of being beaten by anyone.

Ning Changyuan admired Moli in his heart. If he were replaced by himself, he would have jumped out of the window at this time. After all, running away was the number one secret to the chaos.

"This is some dry food. Listening to Qiuhong, you are leaving tomorrow."

Ning Changyuan carried a few packets of herbs, a few flour cakes, and a few finger-sized jerky sticks.

"The Taoist leader is too polite. I have delivered a lot of things these days, enough to make it. Let me leave the noodles to the people at Yeji." Moli did not stop at the door, he reached out to ask Ning Changyuan It was rude to go in and stand in the doorway to speak.

"No, it's late, I won't go in." Ning Changyuan quickly declined.

He is very relieved of the doctor's character, but the other one can't say it well.

Meng Qi is simply a monster. In the perception of martial arts people, his breath seems to be non-existent, integrated with the surrounding environment, and he doesn't know where it came from.

Ning Changyuan was worried and wanted to persuade him, but because of the shallow talk, he said it was annoying.

He hesitated to enter the door, deliberately not looking at the direction of the bed.

"The world is not peaceful, the doctor should be more careful when he walks the rivers and lakes."

Ning Changyuan took another thing out of his arms, shaken it out, and looked at it. It was a map drawn on oil paper.

This picture is very detailed, with a panoramic view of the mountains and rivers, and the counties of the prefectures and counties are clearly marked in tiny print.

"Daoist?" Moli was slightly surprised.

Anyone knows how to draw maps, but most of them are crude. Maps like this are no longer measurable by money. At this time, all the pictures of mountains and rivers are owned by the government and ordinary people cannot read them.

Only when marching and fighting, would such a detailed picture be used.

Ning Changyuan smiled and said: "Doctors don't need to be surprised. The pictures drawn on this picture are things that everyone knows about the rivers and lakes. There is no place to garrison troops."

Mo Lei took a closer look, and sure enough, except for the state and counties, the black dots marked the XX school, the XX general rudder.

"Although there are many forces in the rivers and lakes, there are not many that have become climates." Ning Changyuan clicked on the map and motioned, "Yongzhou only has Hengquanmen, Tibetan Style Temple, and Hongyi Gang... It is said that the Hongyi Gang The gang masters have practiced evil skills. They don’t make a lot of trouble, and only play darts in the northern generation. The old man of Hengquanmen can be said to be righteous, but some of his disciples and grandchildren are really unbelievable, which has corrupted the reputation of the old man. The more troublesome thing is the view of Tibetan style. The watcher Zhao Zangfeng is also known as the ancestor of Qingwu. He is a great master on the rivers and lakes. He has become famous for many years. He has made a handle of iron and used insidious tricks, and countless people have lost his hands. The ancestor Wu is also an alchemist, knows feng shui, can alleviate disasters, and is also very prestigious among the wealthy. Often people rush to the Tibetan style temple from Taijing to ask the master to give directions, so the ancestor of Qingwu can use it secretly. The power of the gang is so great that other gangs dare not to be an enemy of Tibetan Fengguan. This is a trouble and it’s best to avoid it."

Mo Li is still pondering, and Meng Qi has already spoken: "I'm afraid I can't avoid it. The young master of the Si family is the disciple accepted by this Qingwu ancestor."

Ning Changyuan was shocked, he had never heard of this.

Meng Qi hadn't taken off his clothes originally. He leaned on the bed and said casually: "I also heard that there is a master under the Tianshou king who is in full swing in the southwest, who is also the ancestor of Qingwu. Disciple, so those who want to assassinate the Heavenly Granted King are all halved."

"This happened? Where did you get the news?" Ning Changyuan asked in surprise.

"From a certain official of the Qi Dynasty."

Meng Qi said with a smile, "Left rebellion, right conspiracy, what does this Qingwu ancestor want to do? He is so good to sit in his Tibetan style to show people Feng Shui? Jin Yiwei is a secret Even though the people of ‘s are all eateries, but such a dangerous person, they must do everything possible to get rid of! Otherwise, the Ninth-Five Lord sitting on the dragon chair, can sleep at night?"

Ning Changyuan smiled bitterly: "Here is just a swordsman walking in the rivers and lakes. I really don't understand the affairs of the court."

Meng Qi waved his hand, as if he didn't expect Ning Changyuan to think of anything.

"...Two people who met Tibetan customs in Qiuling County?"

"It may be, but there is no one who can go back alive to report the letter." Meng Qi said lightly.

Mo Li cares very much about the identity of the "alchemist" of the ancestor of Qingwu. He should have done a lot of proud things to be famous among the powerful.

"Those powerful and powerful are asking him to give some pointers? Look at Feng Shui?"

"...Uh, the location of the ancestral grave, the fortune of the family?" Ning Changyuan said uncertainly, "I don't believe this, so I can't tell, maybe there is such a magic technique as curse and kill."

Meng Qi shook his head and said: "It is impossible to kill by curse. There are many people who are afraid of death. If there is an alchemist who can kill people thousands of miles away. He can collect money to kill for you today, and he may also collect other people's money to kill tomorrow. How can you, those powerful and powerful?"

Meng Qi said while paying attention to the look of Moli.

When it comes to Feng Shui fortune, it seems that the doctor frowns.

"Let's talk about these things when you encounter them." Mo Li shifted the subject away, and he asked, "I heard that Chief Ning talked about the sect before, but I don’t know who is the teacher?"

Ning Changyuan was surprised at first, and soon thought that the two of them hadn’t even heard their own names at first, so he was relieved, and said with a little embarrassment: "I was a disciple of the Tianshan School, a few years ago. Don’t get me wrong when I was expelled from the teacher’s school. This is my own meaning and a rumor that I have arbitrarily released on the rivers and lakes. I have been walking in the rivers and lakes for many years and have caused a lot of trouble. I don’t want to tire the teacher’s door."

Mo Li bowed his head and bowed his hands to salute him, and Ning Changyuan hurriedly returned the salute.

"Doctor, is this?"

"I saw a patient yesterday. He was young and strong, but he just broke his leg. I heard that you rescued him two months ago. This family wants to set up a tablet for you, you tell him , Because you were saved by an old man named Qin before, Mr. Qin does not need your kindness, so you turn to save others, and hope that he can help others in the future."

"This—" Ning Changyuan said uncomfortably, "I said this on the first day I saw the doctor. I hope that there will be more people like this. I hope that one day this world will change. It's all my selfishness. ."

Mo Lei looked at him deeply and said word by word: "No, what you see with your own eyes is different from what you hear in your ears."

"I don’t say this to everyone, but he is younger than other people. He has a lot of labor at home, and his life is a little easier, and he has spare capacity to help others. If it’s like Aunt Yin, say such a thing. , But it only added to her troubles. She had a very difficult life and couldn't even see her way. How could she help others?

"In the world, there are few capable people and many suffering.

"Those who have a pure mind, are powerless to save themselves."

Ning Changyuan sighed, then smiled, "Sometimes I think, maybe this is the catastrophe of the world, the way of heaven is like this, what people do is just insignificant splashes of water in the sea."

Meng Qi tried to say something, but again held back.

Looking at the back of Ning Changyuan leaving, Meng Qi felt unspeakable melancholy.

"Brother Meng?"

Meng Qi returned to his senses and responded, and found that Moli's expression was a little strange.

"Brother Meng, I don't mean anything to Chief Ning." Doctor Mo explained.

"..."

Meng Qi froze, did he be so obvious just now? The doctor could not see it before, but now that he knows his mind, he has no secrets in front of the doctor?

"Ning Daochang doesn't like men." Mo Li added.

"How did you know?" Meng Qi asked dryly, with mixed feelings in his heart, and the doctor took the initiative to tell him these things, is it different to himself?

Doctor Mo thoughtfully said: "When he first walked in, he looked too shocked when he saw you and me. He tried to persuade me several times, probably because of my teacher, he seemed I don't agree with it."

Meng Qi said with a sullen face, displeased: "The first thing about you and me is still inconclusive, what does the second thing have to do with him?"

"It had nothing to do with him, so he didn't speak in the end." Mo Li nodded, "Isn't Ning Daochang an interesting person?"

"Is this interesting?" Meng Qi's face became darker.

He had seen so many interesting people, and Ning Changyuan couldn't stand up to it.

At best, he is an ideal young man.

Thinking of the term young man, Meng Qi began to feel melancholy again. He was old and always thinking about killing. How could he compare to Ning Changyuan? Ning Changyuan came from a respectable family, and was rescued by Qin Lu himself. Maybe his master had some friendship with Qin Lu. What are his strengths?

There is only one, and he is of the same family as the doctor.

The saying of the same family is too mysterious.

Moli is also thinking about the same race.

Before he mentioned the matter of his family, Meng Qi actually thought that he was making excuses to prevaricate and deceive with lies.

Meng Qi doesn't even know who he is, how can he figure it out? How can you tell if the joy is due to loneliness and craving for the same race, or if you really have a thought?

"Brother Meng, are you mostly fond of women or men?"

Meng Qi was puzzled. It stands to reason that the doctor would not ask such questions. The doctor is a man. By analogy, he should like men. Otherwise, can he suddenly change himself because of the doctor?

Meng Qi found out from Moli's expression that Moli really thought so.

"..."

What's the matter with this confidence?

Meng Qi was speechless, but suddenly realized that his self-confidence is very much like himself!

——I am the national teacher Meng Qi. If I go crazy, the world will definitely be overwhelmed!

Meng Qi firmly believes this, and even thinks that the Qi Dynasty might be destroyed. Of course, the people of Taijing will suffer countless deaths and injuries, so he must treat the disease and not go crazy.

"...I don't have enough memory, as if I have never had a similar experience before. In case, I mean in case, what should I do if I prefer women?" Meng Qi asked tentatively.

Mo Li thought for a while and said: "Then I will try to see if I can become a woman. If you want to think about it clearly, you should try all of these before you know."

Meng Qi: "..."

No, what did you say?

Can this be changed?

Meng Qi looked at Doctor Mo in shock, and almost wanted to reach out to touch the doctor's chest. No, the chest didn't mean anything. He had to touch the lower abdomen. Fortunately, he held it back.

"We... can we change from male to female as we wish?" Meng Qi's tone was weak and weak, and his expression seemed to be sleepwalking.

"I don't know, maybe it can?" Mo Li said without looking back.

He opened the medicinal herbs that Ning Changyuan had sent. He only accepted the medicinal herbs and the map just now.

"Ningshen pills are all available. I didn't tell you too much before, because I was afraid that your condition would be stimulated." Moli picked the herbs and put them in a bamboo basket before going to the stove to boil them.

"No, I seem to have hallucinations. Doctor, you should give me a pulse." Meng Qi said weakly.

There is always a flame in the stove, and with the help of internal forces, the speed of boiling medicine is extremely fast.

Meng Qi was in a daze for an unknown period of time, and suddenly saw a bowl of black concoction brought over.

"This is not..."

"Not made into a pill, but the effect is about the same."

Meng Qi drank the medicine in a complicated mood, and then he felt his painful head relieved a lot. The lamp was turned on in the room. Doctor Mo was sitting by the bed, his face was obviously male, and there was a Adam's apple on his neck. .

"Huh...Doctor, I was very bad just now. I had an illusion and became a woman after hearing what you said."

"It's not an illusion, it's because I failed to become successful." Moli took the bowl in time.

Meng Qi's fingers were stiff and he almost fell the bowl.

"It may be related to the first transformation, and it cannot be changed in the future."

"Transformation?" Meng Qi uttered words with difficulty, so he was really a demon?

The black carp covered Meng Qi’s eyes with his hands, and his voice was low and soft, like a breeze, and like a flowing spring: "I can't say more than you can find the truth by yourself, so settle down and think about it. Want to be true to yourself."

Meng Qi felt that there should be confusion in his mind at this time, but he was so sober. He thought of the tree on Shilang Mountain, which is said to be a mountain spirit tree that will grow bigger and smaller; think of the doctor asking him Have you ever thought that the demon will not grow old; think of the doctor asking him if he has had some strange dreams, dreaming of being free in the mountains or in the water; think of the elixir he raised in seclusion in the mountains, and...

Mo Li's hand shook, then Meng Qi disappeared, and there was a pile of clothes on the bed.

He gently pushed his clothes apart, and then he met the familiar fat mouse.

The chubby body was frozen, the soft white hair seemed to glow, and the black bean-like eyes were shocked.

Doctor Mo stretched out his hand and fished the fat mouse up, thinking deeply, does this count as revenge for Jin Long teasing him?