Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 77|The first thing is not good.

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The wooden box in the ancestral hall was still there, and the village chief opened it up, and the three talismans inside were blurred.

Seeing that February 2 is coming, everyone is discussing whether to invite Taoist priests to do it again, but the harvest last year was not good and there was no money left. It would not be cheap to invite a Taoist priest of Tibetan style to come to the village once.

Despite what had been expected, Moli couldn't help frowning when they heard the name of Tibetan Style Temple.

"Can the Taoist chief of Tibetan Fengguan beg for rain? How much is it?" Moli pretended to ask the village chief without knowing it.

When the village chief heard the word "money", he instigated the tooth flower with a grin, and said, "At least it has always been, not counting tea money, carriage money, and sacrifices to the sky. That adds up to a lot!"

"But there are also differences between the Taoist priests in Naguanli. Isn't there anything that is particularly expensive or slightly cheaper?"

When the village chief heard this, he shook his hand and said: "Xiao Lang, you can't talk nonsense about this."

The old man walked back carrying the lantern. He touched his beard and sighed: "It stands to reason, this is what Xiaolang said. But our village is small and still a bit far away. Everyone tightened their belts to save money. , It’s not enough for the tea money given by the wealthy people. So what can I expect? If you can invite the apprentices of those real people, you will be satisfied. Anyway, the Taoist masters in the Tibetan style temple have real skills. ."

Because it is already the third watch, some people who have to go to the market to sell goods simply started. Anyway, they were originally going to go out at the fourth watch, and the village began to become lively.

The village chief is getting older, so he doesn't need it. When he returned home, his old wife was still crying at the dog's body.

The eldest son of the village chief took some firewood and prepared to wait for dawn to start a fire outside the village, burn the corpse, and dig a hole to bury it. It's really embarrassing for the big hole in the roof.

Mo Lei naturally said that he had repaired the roof and could stay to help.

The eldest son of the village chief was puzzled, because Moli didn't look like someone who could do rough jobs.

Fortunately, every household has some reserves of things like tiles and bricks, especially in winter, so we must prevent any air leaks and remedy them in time. The village chief’s house is not too poor to open the pot, and the remaining tiles are only half old and not new, but they are still usable.

Moli didn't want to attract people's attention, so he used the ladder of the village chief's house to fish out a certain gerbil from his calf as soon as he got on the roof.

He was very awkward along the way, but he still had to pretend to be nonchalant.

Moli couldn't blame Meng Qi, after all, the gerbils held them honestly, neither moving nor climbing up. It's just the calf, just like the elbow, it's not a sensitive zone, Shinobi passed.

The gerbil slowly pulls the fur on its body with its paws to straighten them out.

Meng Qi had a guess about the identity of the thief, but now that he was trapped in the gerbil, he couldn't speak, so he patiently watched the ink carp repair the roof.

This hole is not small, but not serious.

Because the beams are not broken.

Moli moved the broken tiles aside, and then patched them up piece by piece, doing it quickly and well.

When he was in Qimao Mountain in his early years, the mountain temple where Qin Lu lived with Moli was in disrepair for a long time, and it leaked from time to time. Moli was slightly older and could jump up and down with light work, so he went on the roof and repaired it. .

Qin Lu was sure that his apprentice could not fall, so he went with him.

Some disciples take their work, and repairing a roof is nothing.

Later, Dr. Mo practiced medicine in Zhushan County and found that half of those who broke their arms and legs were caused by climbing on the roof. Forget the kind of naughty children. If there are no young and strong laborers in the family, Dr. Mo After receiving the consultation fee, I will take a look at the roof condition. Basically, the tiles are loose or shifted. Anyway, with a little effort, the ink carp has been repaired.

For a big hole like this, a mason must be found.

Pingzhou is no better than Yongzhou, where the wind and snow are heavy, and the house almost can't hold it.

When Moli came up and looked at it, he knew that the village chief’s house had some family foundations in the past. The house was built very sturdy, and the beams were very thick. These tiles are enough to be covered and there is no need to repair it separately.

The village chief’s son climbed up the ladder to hand over the tiles, because he was afraid that Moli would not be able to see it because of darkness, so he played a lantern.

Moli waved his hand and said no. When I looked up, I saw a woman in the courtyard next door holding her baby and looking over here. She found that the village chief's son was also climbing the ladder, and the woman hurriedly avoided entering the house.

Mo Lei continued to inquire about Tibetan customs, and the village chief’s eldest son spoke a lot more directly, and did not have as many taboos as the village chief.

It turns out that the Taoist chief in the village who asked for the invitation is not actually in the Tibetan style temple, but a small Taoist temple near Qiong County by the disciples of the Tibetan style temple. It is called Qingfeng Temple, but it is also called the Tibetan style temple to the outside world. .

This is the style of the Jianghu sect. Only the outer disciples can be contacted by ordinary people or people with insufficient status.

If the inner disciple can get the true story, the outer disciple will learn something, mainly doing some errands for the sect to make money.

After Mo Li heard this, he knew that such a Taoist who smashed the money of the villagers would be useless. He didn't know the secret at all. Putting a wooden box on the roof was a lie, and it didn't mean anything else.

The strange thing is, in that case, why are there always thieves who come to steal the roof?

The black carp has finished repairing the roof, and it is still dark, and there is already cooking smoke in the village.

This day is the first day of February, and the next day is the Festival of Praying for Rain. Although Taoist priests are not invited, we still have to deal with it. So the villagers got busy early, some went to the fair, and some stayed in the ancestral hall to perform sacrificial chores.

The fainted thief was tied to the ancestral hall, guarded by seven or eight men.

Seeing that the roof was repaired, the eldest son of the village chief touched his head and said a few words of thanks to Moli awkwardly, and went to the ancestral hall. His family is a suffering master, so he has to ask what he says.

The gerbil slid away. Moli wanted to stop, but couldn't catch the rat under the nose of the village chief's family, so he could only let him go.

The village chief insisted on staying with the ink carp for one more day, saying that he didn't sleep well at night and it was difficult to drive during the day.

Moli was about to inquire about the news from the thief, so he agreed.

Entering the house, Doctor Mo packed his bags again, the golden silk armor that was almost in trouble was still at the bottom layer, and then began to wonder whether the village chief's family heard a sound when the thief screamed out of voice last night.

The sound was not small, and it was quiet at night.

I may have heard it, but I don't know what "golden wire" is.

In recent years, most people have a strong dialect. Unless they really know that it is golden silk armor, or if there is only money left in their hearts, they don't think of the word "golden silk" so quickly.

The area of ​​this courtyard is not small. Compared with the village chief who lives on the other side of the house, the neighbors who are separated by the courtyard wall may hear better.

Mo Li looked in that direction thoughtfully.

If I remember correctly, it was the little baby's house who was crying so badly. I saw it when I was repairing the roof just now. The woman's jacket was patched and patched, and the baby was like this.

For children from poor families at this age, their clothes are just casual, because little babies grow up fast, changing every month, and the folks have a custom of wearing a hundred kinds of clothes, even if they are covered with patches, it’s very common. I didn't care too much.

When I saw the grown-up of the little baby's family yesterday, his clothes were normal, so why did he wear so rags when he stayed at home?

The house next door is not small, and it is not dilapidated. It was repaired at least a few years ago, which shows that the original life was okay.

Suddenly there is no money in a person's home, but he is afraid that others will see that apart from loving face, there is something unspeakable.

In addition, there are three kinds of things that emptied the family in a short period of time: suffering from a disaster, getting a thief, falling into a serious illness, and falling into a gambling obsession with prostitution.

Although the disaster is serious, even the smallest home is stolen and it can't be kept from others, and there is no need to hide it, so it can't be the first kind. Every household in this village has the habit of drying and selling herbal medicines, and they should all know some pharmacology. If they really suffer from a serious illness and the family is ruined because of poor treatment, the villagers can also know.

So the last category is left?

Moli is a little bit unsure, what if that woman just wears a piece of torn clothes?

As I was thinking, there was movement from the window.

The chubby gerbils burrowed through the window with great effort, and two hairs were shaved off.

Moli hurriedly pulled out his clothes from his suitcase, closed the door again, and turned around again, there was already one more person in the room.

Meng Qi slowly put on his clothes, and raised his eyebrows when he saw Moli.

Mo Lei's gaze stayed on Meng Qi's chest and abdomen for a long time, until the latter pulled up the coat.

"What happened to the doctor?" Meng Qi asked knowingly.

I have experienced the paws of gerbils, and the doctor's physique is relatively thin.

Because the appearance of the transformation is fixed, only the difference in age, even the change of fatness and thinness can not be made, because in essence they will not be old, everything is based on the current appearance, so I think It is impossible to become a black tower man sweeping the army.

Meng Qi is very satisfied with his "human" appearance. Relatively speaking, Moli is a bit worse.

Saving others with oneself, Meng Guoshi thinks that the doctor may be envious of himself.

Moli: "..."

When Meng Guoshi was difficult to guess, it was difficult to distinguish between emotions and anger, but when it was easy to guess, the answer was almost written on his face.

Count on him to be envious?

Heh, what does he envy? Envy the flesh of gerbils?

Moli would rather have a thinner body than a fat fish, especially the fat carp that stupidly eats itself fat, resulting in a small head and a large body, and the width of the head is five times that of the fat carp.

Of course, Mo Lei won't tell the truth directly, he stretched out his hand and pointed:

"I was thinking, you just lost two hairs."

Meng Qi turned his head stiffly, and found the hair stuck in the gap of the window lattice.

"I left this gap deliberately. I think it should be enough. I didn't expect... Brother Meng, it's all my fault." Mo Li pretended to regret.

Meng Qi was speechless.

Moli made a joke and felt that it was enough in his heart, so he resumed the gentleman's style, and asked sternly: "What is the origin of the thief?"

"He is very light and has a lot of experience in the arena. He almost escaped last night. So I have a guess, do you remember the thief who stole the golden silk armor from that villa?"

"You mean Li Konger?" Moli has a good memory, and he is surprised, "Isn't he dead?"

"It may be his apprentice, his acquaintance, or he himself. When he saw the golden silk armor last night, he blurted out immediately. Ordinary people would be taken aback when they saw such treasures, right?"

Meng Qi didn’t agree with Mo Lei’s statement. He put forward another view: “Maybe this person came for the golden silk armor. Just like us, I heard that the ancestor of Qingwu took Qi Chaolong veins. Treasures have been dug up in the place, and now I have heard the rumors of Li Di Ling and Jinsijia Jianghu, suspecting that this is the plot of the Qingwu ancestor, so I guess the missing Jinsijia is in the hands of the Qingwu ancestor."

There is a spiritual cave near this village, which is especially obvious, and everyone can see it.

When he heard that there was a request for rain on the roof, the thief took action.

Although Moli suspected that the Taoist priest had put something extra in the box, he had never thought of any valuable treasure. After all, this was the roof of someone else's house, and it was not unattended in the mud at the bottom of the river.

Otherwise, how is it different from sending money?

Alchemists are hateful, but they are not stupid enough, are they?

"We have to figure this out. I have a bad feeling." Mo Li frowned.

Meng Qi is not surprised. He already knows the doctor very well. He knows that Moli doesn't care how many people he helps, let alone talk about these things. He just does it from his heart and does what he thinks.

"The thief is awake?"

"Wake up, the acupuncture path is not understood, but he will not say anything." Meng Qi did not wear a coat, so he leaned on the bed and said lazily, "He wanted to wait until the acupuncture path rushed away, but that At least it’s the afternoon, but now I can sleep first."

"Go to sleep, I'll go and take a look outside the village."

Mo Li stood up as he said, and was held by Meng Qi.

"The doctor can't do everything, isn't there still me?"

"..."

Mo Li looked at him, really sat down, and said casually, "I think the family next door has some problems, you will help me see it later."

Meng Qi agreed.

So the gerbil croaked out of the window again and ran away.

No hair loss this time.