Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 72|Thinking Without End

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If the fate is not there, the money bag will naturally not be delivered.

Not only to continue to suffer poverty, but also to drink a bowl of painful concoction every day.

Meng Qi is awakened by bitterness from his sleep every morning.

Before he opened his eyes, his brows wrinkled, and the corners of his mouth squeezed involuntarily, turning his head to try to avoid the smell. However, there is on the left and on the right, and the bitterness of the concoction is pervasive.

If he was lying down to sleep, Meng Qi might cover his head with the quilt.

However, in the wilderness, let alone the quilt, there is no bed.

I can only find a tree trunk to lean against, and occasionally there are dilapidated houses to block the wind, and then sit in the upright posture for practicing internal strength, all night till dawn.

As long as you are not picky, a place to rest is not hard to find.

The hard to find is the water source, and the water must be clean.

There is still water in some rivers. It looks clear. I scooped it up with a bowl but found that the water is turbid. Many people in the rivers and lakes don't care. They boil and drink it. The ink carp needs to boil medicine, so naturally they don't want to use such water.

The spring water is the best, but unfortunately there is no one here, so I can only look for the next best thing and find a well for water.

Fortunately, I can distinguish aura, and finding water is much easier than others.

The sky is twilight, and Moli is sitting by the fire, looking not at the crock of medicine, but at Meng Qi not far away.

Looking at the other party raising his eyebrows, his expression gradually became uncomfortable, he looked like he was suffering from extreme pain, and Doctor Mo had a little smile on his face, deliberately sending out an internal force to make the smell waft from the medicine jar. The child blew towards Meng Qi.

The heat mist came after another, and Meng Qi's hair was smoked with a bitter medicine smell.

He finally opened his eyes reluctantly.

Mo Lei turned his head and added firewood casually.

"Doctor, early."

Meng Qi stretched his arms, yawned lazily, and then narrowed his eyes with the bitterness of the medicine mist in his mouth. He reached out and picked up the clothes on his body, lowered his head and smelled it, which was also a smell of medicine.

I had a vague dream last night. It seemed like a golden horse and a sword.

In a mess, familiar faces come and go in the dream.

Many past events have been ups and downs, and I feel that this dream is exhausting, struggling to get rid of it, and finally walking in the dream, suddenly there is a very astringent bitterness out of thin air, and the sorrow and sadness The child rushed out of the clouds.

The hazy dreams were left empty, so Meng Qi woke up.

"..."

I can't remember what I dreamed about at all.

Including the people who appeared in the dream, and what they said.

Even the frustrated and tired feeling in the dream is like snow shone by the sun, melting only the bottom ice slag.

Is this the doctor's good medical skills?

Take a medicine to cure the nightmare?

Meng Qi thought with mixed feelings. He walked out of this broken house quickly, washed his face with cold water, and rinsed his mouth.

The smell of medicine couldn't be eliminated, Meng Qi only worried for a while and let it go.

When he came back, Moli was baking hard cakes on the fire, and said without looking up: "There are only two hard cakes left from Shimoshan."

"How far is it from the nearest village and town?"

"You can arrive around noon." Mo Li had just looked at the map.

Meng Qi looked at the medicine jar placed in front of him, wanted to sigh but held back, and said solemnly: "Doctor, last night I dreamed that I had fallen into a deep lake and there was no light around..."

Mo Carp moved for a while and looked at Meng Qi and thought, could this man restore his memory of being a Taijing Dragon Vessel? Think of the Lingquan Lake in Qimao Mountain?

Just when Moli thought that Meng Qi would say "There is something vaguely in the lake, like a fish" in the next sentence, Meng Qi held up the medicine jar and said bitterly, "I didn't find out until I woke up. Actually It fell into the medicine pot because the taste of the lake water is so familiar."

"..."

Doctor Mo thought blankly, gerbils should have fallen in!

Meng Qi asked seriously: "Doctor, how long will I take this medicine?"

Moli did not speak, he stretched out his hand to signal Meng Qi's pulse, feeling that the movement of the inner breath was not faintly obstructed as before, and his serious expression relaxed, nodding: "Well, take another dose today, tomorrow I'll switch to you."

This is really unprecedented good news. Meng Qi felt that after drinking it, he would not be able to distinguish the normal taste. Eating cake is bitter, drinking water is bitter. I am afraid that even the doctor will become bitter.

Meng Qi wanted to return, but his face didn't show the slightest joy, he was quite calm.

As soon as he raised his head, he drank the medicine.

Doctor Mo has seen what it means by "Taishan collapsed before the appearance" in Meng Guoshi. After changing to other doctors, Meng Qi may be confused by Meng Qi, thinking that he is not afraid of hardship at all, and then he respects him in awe.

——Perhaps an outstanding general must have this ability.

What is the bitter potion? If you put up a scheming strategy, you can't keep your face up, isn't it because the enemy sees the flaws?

Mo Lei is aware of Meng Qi's intention, which is to love face and image.

Like that gerbil, who is obviously round and chubby, and has to make a calm posture in front of him, thinking that he is standing upright, but what is the difference between sitting and standing?

Mo Lei was funny in his heart, but said nothing.

He broke the hard cake and divided Meng Qi in half.

Because of Meng Qi's influence, Moli also deliberately maintained his demeanor.

So even though I am in a dilapidated thatched hut with only dead trees and old crows on all sides, a lonely and desolate one, with rough wheat cakes in my hands, it looks like drinking and enjoying the scenery in Qionglou Yuyu. contented.

Half of the black carp eats, the sound of horseshoes is vaguely heard.

He looked at the dust rising in the distance, and was sure it wouldn't float here, so he ignored it.

There was a red flag hanging in the horse team. When they passed the abandoned village, they didn't slow down, so they passed away with dust.

"There seemed to be someone over there just now?" the horse team leader asked.

"Returning to the helper, I did see the fire."

The leader of the horse team knew that his men didn't see clearly, he wanted to say something, and shook his head again after a pause.

Although the two looked very weird, as soon as the treasure of Li Diling came out, the people from the rivers and lakes who believed to have some strength were rushing to Taijing. Maybe it was an old monster that a certain faction hadn't come out for many years.

There is still a long way to go, it’s better to do more than to do less.

This team soon disappeared.

Meng Qi looked at their backs and asked casually: "The doctor might as well guess what identity these people are."

Mo Li thought for a while. He felt that these people weren't like officers and soldiers, but they were very different from those who put on the court in Jinfeng Villa. The queue was in order, and there was no confusion in the running.

"The Escort?" Mo Li guessed an answer.

"Almost." Meng Qi smiled and motioned, "I guess they are the red gang that Ning Changyuan said."

There are only three powers in Yongzhou. The Red Gang is one of them. It is said that the leader of the gang has a high level of martial arts.

While speaking, Meng Qi saw a group of people walking in the distance.

They don't have the aura of the red gang, not only without horses, but also in twos and threes, each pairing up.

It may have been a night's journey. Everyone looked tired. Seeing that there were villages here, I quickly accelerated my pace and wanted to find a place to rest.

As a result, the only room with a roof was already occupied.

That's all, how weird the two who came first look.

The clothes are ordinary, but the posture is like a martial arts legend playing a game theory sword.

The people of the rivers and lakes do not stick to the trivial, and they are not so particular about their posture when they sit. Even if they have a self-proclaimed identity like Lord Jinfeng, they will bring many servants and subordinates to decorate the ruined house luxuriously and comfortably.

Only when you have reached a certain status and are older, will you pay attention to your external temperament.

After all, senior martial arts, must pay attention to high morals.

"...Who are these two people?"

"No, I don't know."

"There seems to be a strange smell?"

The crowd stopped at a distance, whispering to each other.

No one dared to come forward, and wanted to wait for others to come forward.

Unfortunately, there are no fools among them—Senior Wu Lin or something. It sounds good, but they must be righteous people. However, there is no writing on their faces. Who knows that they are righteous seniors or evil sects? Master?

"I think he is the elder of the Tianshan Sect."

"No, the Tianshan faction has always been no matter what is happening. It may be a member of the Qingcheng faction. Didn't you hear that there is a rising star of the Qingcheng faction who was inexplicably folded in Pingzhou? It seems to have something to do with the sacred lotus altar!" /

"Maybe it is a hidden master, the southwest is not peaceful, and the people in the Holy Lotus Altar are becoming more arrogant. Whether it is righteous or evil, they all have a lot of opinions on them..."

This group of people guessed all the gangs all over the world, but did not come to a conclusion, but it made Moli and Meng Qi listen to a lot of gossip.

Some are unfamiliar, some are very familiar.

For example, this one--

"I met people a few days ago. It is said that the people at Jinfeng Villa had a stupefaction. No one knew the name or name of the other party. Everyone was brought down. Li Di Ling really has treasures, even these hidden worlds. The masters are showing up, and I don’t know if you and I can get a piece of the pie."

Mo carp finished the last piece of cake, and found that those people had always been squatting at the entrance of the village without moving. I couldn't help but wonder.

When they looked at it, Mo Li didn't care very much either, and got up to clean the medicine jar.

"Moved, that person moved!"

"..."

Moli bowed his head blankly and looked back over there,

Everyone hurriedly backed away, and found no movement for a while, and then walked forward cautiously.

Because there was still some distance between each other, they couldn't see the looks of Meng Qi and Mo Li, and they didn't know that Mo Li was holding a medicine jar in his hand.

"What are they doing?"

"Maybe we want us to fight." Meng Qi smiled, he raised his hand and gestured, "For example, with a bit of sword energy or sword energy, the thatched house instantly fell apart, and only where we were sitting was safe and sound. A line appeared on the ground. The cracks in the road, the fire scattered, but we can't touch our clothes at all. Even if they stand so far away, they can feel the strong wind blowing on their faces."

Moli: "..."

Do people in the rivers and lakes live like a script?

When you meet two masters on the road, you can immediately see a sensational martial arts contest?

"Where do they see that we are the enemy?" Mo Li was puzzled.

"If you don't agree, you can fight. You can also compete between old friends." Meng Qi thought for a while and explained, "Basically, if others see it, it makes sense to fight between dragons and tigers. If you don't rely on these, the reputation in martial arts will be How is it widely spread? Every time it happens, the people of the rivers and lakes are willing to watch the excitement, and the masters are also willing to give it a try."

It's not easy to mix rivers and lakes.

"Furthermore, the ones who have mastered many tricks are those who do not move for a long time and have been confronting each other."

That's why you moved?

Mo Li looked at the inexplicably excited people from the rivers and lakes who have been wandering for a long time, feeling speechless for a while.

"Then we talk now, should we not be treated as enemies?"

"No, maybe we thought we were mocking each other." Meng Qi smiled and said, "For example, the pearl of rice is also shining. It's a superficial trick. Today, I will let you see the true meaning of my sword."

After speaking, he extinguished the fire and helped Moli tidy up things.

Sure enough, they shouted again.

"That person moved too! Hey, but nothing happened...what kind of martial arts is this?"

"Who said there was no movement, didn't the fire go out?"

Mo Li couldn't help speeding up his movements, stuffed things together, carried his bags, and ran away first.

It doesn't matter if the people of the arena don't do it.