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Meng Qi found that he didn't know enough about Moli, so he wanted to visit Zhushan County more and more.

What kind of place is Qi Mao Mountain? What are the people there like? Will the formation of mountain spirit be affected by these factors? Or is it actually all the credit of the mysterious doctor Qin Lu?

Meng Qi thought a lot, which made him look like he was wandering away.

A person with a detached temperament, with an indifferent expression, his eyes seem to be fixed on the nine heavens. Without touching the ground, there was no dust on the hem of the robe corner, as if it was about to become a fairy in the next second.

"Slap."

Meng Qi glanced casually in the direction of the sound.

I saw an elderly woman dressed as a palace man and looked over here in shock. The basket in her hand had fallen to the ground.

"Aunt Yu, what's the matter with you?" someone on the **** asked loudly. They were only six or seven steps away from the woman. When these people climbed up, they only saw Meng Qi's back.

Everyone was taken aback, almost thought it was a monster infested, and thought it was a dream, otherwise, how could such a fairy suddenly appear in this wilderness?

There have always been not only garrisons in the imperial tombs, but also prisoners sent over.

Some of them are powerful nobles who have lost power and convicted, some are clansmen who have made big mistakes, and even the palaces of the previous and current dynasties.

The clan of the Qi Dynasty is now very thin. Except for the emperor, who is the prince, the Lu family has no clan treatment at all, but it is quite consistent with the fact that it is imprisoned in the imperial tomb.

As for the palace, the situation is much more complicated.

After the fall of the Chu Dynasty, many people in Taijing were killed and injured. In addition to the turmoil everywhere, many of the palace members who were able to leave the palace when they were old had homes and could not return. If you don't have a grade and want to stay in the palace, you need to have the ability to drill camp, otherwise you have to go to the most painful and tiring place.

The imperial mausoleum is not a good place. Some people in the palace are guilty of sin when they come, and it is said that they have angered a certain concubine, and others are simply excluded and lead famous errands. However, it was like a prisoner.

The salary can't be seen, and people can't get out.

Their lives are very difficult. They have to work and clean on weekdays, and they have to cultivate and weave cloth for the expenses of the people on the side of the tomb.

The money allocated by the imperial court was used for repairing the tomb and repairing the ancestral temple. The remaining money that can be swallowed was also deducted by the steward of the imperial tomb. The rest of the people could not starve to death, so they got themselves One to feed oneself.

The palace people are okay, but those prisoners who have been gifted so that they don’t need to be sent to places with bitter cold or damp heat can’t stand it at all. The pampered people now can’t even drink hot water and often stay here for two or three years. He died.

In the imperial tomb, these aging palace people gradually remained.

There are palace people from the Qi Dynasty, and there are also palace people from the Chu Dynasty. This court lady surnamed Yu happened to be the latter.

Aunt Yu was stunned for a long time, her face pale and frightening.

"...I heard that there were people from Taijing who were offering sacrifices. Just now there were garrisons looking for the nobles from the capital. Could this be the person they were looking for?"

Everyone nodded, but Aunt Yu denied: "Impossible."

Seeing everyone looking at her, Aunt Yu hurriedly said: "The clothes that the man wears are very ordinary. Who is the nobleman who is not brocade, silk and silk?"

This makes sense, but it's a pity that the man walked so fast that he disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Aunt Yu squatted on the ground to pack her baskets. She was unsure and almost tripped several times.

Because everyone is talking about that extraordinary person, no one is paying attention to Aunt Yu's abnormality.

They hold the basket and continue to walk forward.

The palaces and houses in the imperial tombs are obviously not suitable for them to live in. Even if they go in for cleaning, they must change their clothes. As servants, they live in a slightly different place, and the location is just opposite to Lujiazhuang. One is to the west of the imperial tomb and one is to the east.

As a result, there was a loud noise in front of me after only a few steps.

I saw smoke and dust flying, and there was a vague voice of anger.

The palace people were panicked and didn't know what happened.

Such a big movement naturally alarmed the garrison near the imperial mausoleum, and soon there were many soldiers rushing over here.

This movement is not caused by Moli, nor is it Meng Qi.

After Meng Qi caught up with the Moli, he took the opportunity to hide behind a tree, watched the terrifying fight ahead, and asked suspiciously what was going on with the Moli who came the first step.

"It seems that they are two people from the rivers and lakes. I don't know how to call the imperial tomb."

Mo Li thought for a while, then added, "Half of martial arts."

At this moment, the sands and rocks were flying around, and the people were almost invisible. The scene was astounding.

It sounds similar to Meng Qi’s shot, but it’s not. It’s the same external force. Most of Meng Qi’s internal energy is concentrated in the opponent’s direction, just like when he chased the Chunshan school elder Songya, everyone saw it. His hand pinched Song Ya's neck, Song Ya knew it himself, but he couldn't avoid it when he tried to retreat.

A deep mark was left on the ground, and rocks fell in the way.

The two people in front of me can hardly tell whether they are fighting or destroying the landscape and destroying the buildings near the imperial tomb.

The anger came one after another, and the battle was evenly matched, and the leaked internal energy was fanned out. Often, the two of them beat each other before they hit each other.

Thinking that when Meng Qi and Moli fought hard, the courtyard was destroyed because of the aftermath of their internal collision, and the stone could not hold Meng Qi’s sword spirit, so it was neatly broken. Or directly broken into fine particles.

Mo Lei said that these two people are half-hearted, precisely because they are so strong that eight points are wasted.

The stone remained intact and was lifted and rolled everywhere, while the sand was flying all over the sky, so fascinated that people couldn't open their eyes.

"...In fact, such martial arts ‘master’, it’s better not to provoke him." Meng Qi hugged his arm and said sincerely, "If you fight with them, you will lose money just to lose your pockets."

True masters, the internal force can be retracted and released, and they are all controllable.

You can not damage the surrounding objects or hurt others. For example, when they met Ning Changyuan outside Qiuling County, even if they fought against each other, nothing happened. They also blocked the falling rocks in time and saved many people on the mountain road. .

Speaking of losing money, Mo Li looked at the house over there and there was no one inside.

"Where is this place and why is there an empty house?"

"It may be a servant in the tomb." Meng Qi said without thinking.

After he finished speaking, he was taken aback for a while. When he was a national teacher, he rarely went to the imperial tombs of the Chu Dynasty. How did he know so much about the layout of the imperial tombs? Could it be--

Meng Qi's expression sank. From his heart, he didn't like people digging in the mountains.

However, there are not many tombs of the historical dynasties in Taijing Shangyunshan.

If it weren't for all the decent geomantic treasures to be occupied, future emperors might continue to repair the mausoleum in Taijing.

"Your breath is messed up." Mo Li reminded him that if Meng Qi is not right, he will do it immediately.

Meng Qi exhaled deeply, shook his head and said, "I'm fine."

The people fighting over there seemed to be tired too, and the movements were a lot smaller, so you can gradually see the people inside.

All wrinkled old men, full of energy, saw the garrison of the imperial tomb coming, instead of retreating, they gave a long laugh.

"Golden sword bull nose, dare you dare to compete with me here."

"Joke, just Chunshan faction, am I still afraid of it?"

The appearance of the two old men is not clear, because they are covered with dirt, their beards and hair turned yellow.

But in front of the court officials, throwing the name out so unscrupulously, are you afraid that the sect will encounter trouble in the future? Maybe he wanted to pit him, but he was dragged into the water.

The old man with the sword swung his sword and fought, and he cursed: "The three friends of Suihan are so famous in the arena. I think how good it is, but after going down the mountain, I heard that the nobles are the most powerful. Elder Songya died outside inexplicably?"

The other person was furious and sarcastically said: "Golden sword bull nose, first look at what your family looks like before you speak! How did I hear that your lay junior, and also your proud disciple Luo Bin, met Sheng Sheng in Pingzhou. The lotus altar has been abolished by martial arts?"

They exposed each other and gritted their teeth, but Mo Li suddenly said next to him: "No wonder I think Luo Bin's name is a bit familiar. It turns out to be the Qingcheng sect'knight' that I met in Qinghu Town."

She clamored to avenge the death of the merchants in Qinghu Town, and rushed into the town with people, only to be held upright by the sacred lotus altar incense master.

"Qingcheng School, Chunshan School...what a coincidence." Mo Li said to himself.

Meng Qi raised his eyebrows and smiled casually: "It's not a coincidence, but that the rumors of Li Diling have spread more and more, and more and more people are disturbed, so we will meet here."

Mo Lei nodded, he looked up and found that there was a faint figure in the distance, like people from the rivers and lakes watching the excitement.

Some people from the rivers and lakes evade the officers and soldiers, and some rely on their martial arts to ignore them.

The camps around the imperial mausoleum were in chaos, Meng Qi moved in his heart and lightly lifted his palm to a fence in the void.

I saw the wooden slats deeply nailed into the soil flying out along with the earth and rocks, the fences were swept down in a row, and the camp of the imperial tomb garrison was implicated, the houses shook, and the tiles fell one after another. .

"Brother Meng?"

"A way out for those who want to leave." Meng Qi looked at the dusty surroundings, very satisfied.

Controlled properly, smoke and dust can also cover people's tracks.

Moli's eyesight is so impressive that he vaguely saw a few people rushing to the place, taking advantage of the chaos to disappear.

"This is?"

"The servants in the imperial mausoleum basically did not commit direct crimes. They were either convicted or old palace servants." Meng Qi explained.

Mo Lei looked in the direction they came, and found that there were more people shrinking there and dared not move.

"They won't leave?"

"Some people want to leave, some don't want to. If there are no relatives, or a remote hometown, no household registration, no road guide, it will be difficult to live on even if they escape successfully."

Meng Qi took out the hat and put it on his head, and then said to the ink carp, "Doctor, let's come here."

With the light work of the two of them, they easily got into the crowd watching the lively arena.

"The head Ying of the Spring Mountain School has deep internal skills. Can you break the fence like this from such a distance?" The onlookers talked enthusiastically, completely unaware that the head Ying in their mouth looked shocked. To that area.

It's not his hands, nor is it a golden sword.

The head of Ying and the old Jin Jian looked at each other, thinking that there are masters lurking on the side, and they can't fight again.

So the two sides made a false move, lost two ruthless words, and left angrily.

The onlookers all sighed with regret. Such a fight is hard to come by. As for the imperial tomb? What a joke, what happened to the imperial tomb? The imperial tomb of the Qi Dynasty is still empty, and the founding emperor is not dead. Besides, no one in the world knows that this emperor usurped the throne. What matters?

Mo Li and Meng Qi followed in the crowd of people who were leaving one after another, and someone suddenly came to Mo Li.

"Man, what do you think about the death of Elder Songya of the Chunshan Sect?"

"...Just learned the news." Meng Qi took the first step.

The person's eyes lit up, thinking that this person looks extraordinary and must be an extraordinary person.

Strange, why didn't he notice?

"Wan'er, who has not yet consulted the two brothers and sisters, lives in Taijing, and there is a nickname called Zhenshanhu."

Wan'er is the nickname of Jianghu, it is a cut, as the saying goes, this is what Wan'er is famous for.

Where is Moli's nickname?

Even Meng Qi didn't have such a thing. Mo Li thought Meng Qi was going to make up. Who would think he would simply throw the problem aside.

"Where and where, both of me are unknown. They all coincide with this meeting."

When the Zhenshanhu saw them dressing up, he thought that he was probably a sect disciple who concealed his identity, and he wanted more and more information from Meng Qi. Before that, he had no choice but to make a splash.

"The Qingcheng faction has fallen in recent years, and the disciples of the Golden Sword are more unlucky than the other." Zhenshanhu simply turned to Meng Qi and said incessantly. Jia, his elder apprentice died suddenly. The two apprentices ran into the elder Songya of the Chunshan school when they were walking around the rivers and lakes. They had an arm abandoned. In the past few years, they have been relying on the rich three apprentices to support the facade. Oh, there is also a talented one. Little apprentice, it is said that he is also the grandnephew of the layman."

"Can my grandnephew be accepted as an apprentice?" Mo Li couldn't help asking, don't the world value generations?

Zhenshanhu waved his hand and said: "Why can't, the head of the Tianshan faction and his big apprentice are still brothers!"

"..."

Mo Li has a more intuitive understanding of the informality of the people of the rivers and lakes.

Speaking of the Tianshan School, the person who lost his heartfelt sword in Qingjiang two hundred years ago seems to be the head of the Tianshan School.

"Originally, the days of the Golden Sword and the old way, it was more than enough, but his three apprentices went home during the New Year's Day. Guess what, he is from Qiuling County, Pingzhou, and he is over there. Have you heard of it?"

Mo Li and Meng Qi looked at each other and nodded.

"Just know!" Zhen Shanhu slapped his thigh, and said with emotion, "The three apprentices of the Golden Sword and the old way died like this, and his little apprentice Luo Bin originally came to Pingzhou with the third apprentice. I heard Sacred Lotus Altar went to fight for the evil side and went to fight for justice, but the result was a big somersault and martial arts was abandoned! You said it was not bad luck? The head of the golden sword old way, I am afraid that it will not be passed on to the apprentice, so I can only give it to the same sect. , I'm so angry."

Meng Qi thoughtfully said: "The Qingcheng faction is far away in Yizhou. The Jinjian Taoist came so fast, presumably not for the treasure of Emperor Li, but for his disciples?"

"It's not!"

Zhenshanhu looked left and right, then lowered his voice, "Elder Songya’s death is said to have involved the former national teacher. Some people say that the world’s number one master 30 years ago was not the mysterious doctor Qin Lu at all. , But the Meng Guoshi hidden in the court!"

Moli: "..."

Meng Qi saw Moli's complicated expression, and he said decisively: "It's pure nonsense! Qin's martial art is so high that people in the rivers and lakes of my generation can see it. Where did the Chu dynasty national teacher get out of the cave? Heard of it!"

"That's right!" Zhenshanhu smiled with joy, "It's really the same as what a hero sees!"

"..."

To be honest, with this Jianghu nickname, Shanling/Longmai doesn't want to be similar to what you see.

Meng Qi gave a dry cough, tried to change the subject, and let out some rumors by the way. He solemnly said: "There are also strange things about the treasures of Emperor Li's Mausoleum. After Tibetan Fengguan knew about it, why didn't he unearth it secretly and spread it The world."

"Hey!" Zhenshanhu was even more happy, and he whispered, "The ancestor of Qingwu was also the best master in the world. Now it is rumored that a Chu dynasty master is the best master in the world. Maybe it is Someone can’t live with the Tibetan style! There are so many articles in it!"

"The treasure is fake, and the conspiracy is real." Meng Qi simply slapped the black pot on the head of the ancestor of Qingwu.

"Listening to Xiongtai's words, I really benefited a lot." Zhenshanhu said polite words, but his eyes were always on Moli.

Meng Qi feels a little unhappy, so he shirks, "The matter is not finalized, we need to look at it again, and I will leave now."

Zhenshanhu didn't get entangled, but he arched his hands and took out a famous post.

"Actually, I am a member of Fengxing Pavilion. If you want to inquire about news or find someone, you can go to Taijing Peony Square. With this famous post, you can use it for a reduced fee. In fact, it’s the same as the old one with Xiongtai. The same, so I don’t want to give up a famous post."

Speaking with a smile, he turned and left.

"...I think he has already seen my identity, the mysterious healer who clashed with Young Master Jinfeng and later cured many people from the rivers and lakes." Mo Li said entangledly.

Because they were close to smelling, there was a slight smell of medicine on both of them.

"Doctors don't need to worry, the smell of medicine may be hurt." Meng Qi accepted the post and said with relief, "He just suspected that he was looking for the treasure of Li Di Ling, the death of Elder Song Ya, and the mystery in the crowd. People who are doctors. When it comes to inquiring about news, they are all juniors."

"Then why did he give a famous post?" Mo Li asked, he couldn't really think that the conversation just now was speculative!

"Think of me as an extraordinary and vulgar person, then... do business by the way?"

Of course, Meng Qi finished blowing himself, threw the post to Moli, and said solemnly, "Furthermore, he saw the doctor's extraordinary in the crowd at a glance. He has good eyesight and deserves praise."

Moli: "..."

Although he was praised countless times by the patient, the only way he was bragging made him feel uncomfortable. He used to want to hold a knife, but now he wants to hold a bamboo cup to hold the mouse.