Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 217|Kuangxun Mind

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The slender fingers picked up a shard of stoneware that had fallen into the grass.

Black stoneware, not smooth, with some pores on it.

This kind of defective containers cannot be filled with water. Most of them are made in rural earthen kilns. They are sold at a low price because of the defects.

“Strange.”

Meng Qi said to himself, he lowered his head and found something like the bottom of a bottle.

Put together the fragments, it is vaguely a fist-sized stone bottle.

Although it is not made of stone, folks are customary to call such ugly and crude objects as stone bottles or earthen bottles. If they break, they don’t feel distressed.

The Chu dynasty has flourished for decades, and Meng Qi has seen more good objects. He can identify porcelain from famous kilns and appreciate calligraphy and painting. However, the knowledge of stone vases is really impossible to study, and there is no way to trace the origin. . There are many earthen kilns in the private sector, some of them are very small, there are no shops, no business and no account books. Even if the owner of the kiln is found, no buyer can be found.

Meng Qi frowned and smelled the bottom of the bottle carefully.

In addition to the grass and soil, there is a smell of herbs.

It seems that the bottle was originally filled with medicine. Meng Qi looked around on the ground, but didn’t see a single one.

On the contrary, I found many traces of procrastination and kicking, like a dozen people rolling on the ground to grab gold.

Even the thorn bushes have been affected. Meng Qi saw a lot of cloth strips. Although they were all black clothes, there were more than one piece of these together. There were five or six sleeves, obviously not only the swordsmen left. Down.

Contacting the swordsman to conceal what was thrown in the thorns, Meng Qi thoughtfully looked at the stone bottle in his hand.

——Could it be the medicine used by Piaopingge to control the killer?

Maybe a mistake in doing things separately this time, Meng Qixin said, he couldn’t tell what medicine was in the bottle.

The smell is strong, with a faint smell.

The antidote?

If it’s not a medicine to relieve a toxic attack, why should the swordsman leave things in such a hurry?

Meng Qi threw away the excess stoneware fragments, leaving only the one at the bottom of the bottle, picked up a bag of cloth strips, and followed the traces on the ground to trace the killer of Piaoping Pavilion.

These assassins are very cautious. The situation that was rolling all over the ground seems to be suddenly abnormal, and they rushed to leave, so they didn’t clear the traces.

The more Meng Qi chases back, the fewer clues there will be.

There were no thorns or grass sticking to the soles, and there were no footprints on the ground. Meng Qi stared at the low trees and higher stones to see if the moss or epiphytic weeds had fallen off.

This is a strenuous job, but fortunately, Meng Qi is so light-hearted, and he is not chasing alone.

What surprised Meng Qi was that the speed of these assassins was very fast, with a large interval between steps, but the location was unstable. When a killer stepped on the moss, he slipped and fell directly.

Can this be a killer?

Meng Qi was puzzled.

As the forest is sparse, the terrain gradually becomes flat, and the official road can be seen in the distance.

At the same time, Meng Qi encountered the first problem: the killers were scattered.

There were only a dozen people in total, and they were divided into seven paths, and the directions when they came were omitted, and they really didn’t miss any of them in all directions. This trick is unstoppable, Meng Qi will not be able to separate his body skills, and there are not enough companions around him who can track down these assassins in Piaoping Pavilion separately.

Especially in densely populated places, the traces left by the Piaoping Pavilion killer cannot last as long as the moss peeling off behind the boulders of the trunk.

There is only one chance, and you can only choose one direction.

Meng Qi stopped.

In fact, this place is far away from where he and Moli were separated. Meng Qi recalled the performance of the knife man when he ran away, and finally determined that although the guy went around the mountain, he dodged and tried to get away from the back. People, but roughly straight to the west.

So Meng Qi did not hesitate to choose the true east direction.

——In order to deliver the antidote to his subordinates in time, the knife man is willing to take strange risks. Then the owner of Piaoping Pavilion, the person who was kind to him in the mouth of the swordsman, the swordsman must be more protective.

The place where the killers hide and hide is a secret belonging to the Piaoping Pavilion. It involves both the “beneficiary” and the safety of the “subordinates”. What kind of decision will the swordsman make?

It must be avoided subconsciously.

Because the swordsman knows that the talent behind him is the most threatening, and the swordsman is such a “stupid” person, and he is very straightforward, and he can’t play the role of “predicting that the enemy wants to do the opposite.” Drama.

The corner of Meng Qi’s lips wore a smile, and he flicked his sleeve, with a leisurely grace and leisure.

As long as you see through people’s hearts, everything is under control.

***

“Snee.”

The knife man sneezed continuously in embarrassment.

It wasn’t that he was exposed to the wind and cold when he was not clothed. On the contrary, he was poured into a big cloth bag and carried away by the old monk.

The cloth bag is a belonging of the monk Yuanzhi. It was not originally used to hold people, but to hold food.

Occasionally, Yuan Zhi would go to Shimo Shanzhai to bring some urgently needed salt and food to the mountain people over there.

Because Monk Yuanzhi himself was poor, and the people in Shimo Shanzhai were used to hard times and were not fussy, the bag was filled with wheat millet that was cheap and even the shell was not taken off. The cloth bag is very familiar with the very thick fabric fiber, the disadvantage is that it is difficult to clean, which causes the knife customer to choke a throat.

“Show his head.” Mo Li suggested.

Sneezing too hard will cause the body to shake. The knife man is now dislocating his limbs and joints, and a sneeze can make him painful, let alone hit him.

“This…”

Monk Yuanzhi hesitated.

An old monk is carrying a cloth bag for people, which is already very ugly. Show your head again, still a face full of scars like a ghost, is this going to scare people who pass by?

Neither Monk Yuanzhi nor Mo Li had the ability to ask the secret of Piaoping Pavilion from the mouth of a knife guest. Although there was no dispute or even announcing it, both sides knew that Mo Li wanted to wait for Meng Qi to return, and Yuan Zhi wants to hand this person over to Fengxing Pavilion.

Of course, there must be a pitiful place for the hateful. Seeing the scarred appearance of the swordsman, Yuan Zhi bowed his head and began to recite the sutra.

All beings are suffering, and one thought becomes a devil.

If you change from the past, Yuan Zhi will continue to speak in front of the swordsman and reciting the Buddha day and night. He does not expect the other party to put down the butcher knife, but doing so will trap the swordsman and make the world less murderous. For the knife, one less lethal weapon controlled by others.

Xuanchuan Pass is in danger. It’s hard to say that one day the Heavenly Giving King will come to the city. Yuan Zhi doesn’t have much time delay.

“Hey.”

The old monk sighed heavily, buried his head and drove on the road without forgetting to talk, “Donor, you are driven by the favor of others, this is cause and effect. Others collect money and you kill others are also cause and effect. You paid back the favor of that person, What about the people you killed? Where should they ask for their cause and effect?”

“The dead have no cause and effect.”

The knife guy finished choking and didn’t appreciate it at all. He looked at the back of Yuan Zhi’s head and sneered, “If you die, there will be nothing.”

The black carp frowned slightly.

Won Zhi didn’t talk to the swordsman about reincarnation in the afterlife, suffering in hell, and so on. He put down the cloth bag, looked at the swordsman fixedly and said, “Those karma is not on the person you killed, but on you. In my heart.”

The knife man has no expression on his face, and this time he doesn’t even bother to express his sarcasm.

People who walk in the darkness don’t believe that at all.

The ink carp is thoughtful.

The healer can see many things. Moli can’t do anything about the Piaoping Pavilion, but Moli can see clearly that it belongs to the swordsman’s own secret.

This person is born with inadequacy. He should have died in his mother’s womb. He was accidentally nourished by an aura to successfully enter the world.

The knife man himself does not have the ability to actively absorb the aura of the outside world. He is really a “person”, not a monster.

The aura obtained by taking Tiancai Dibao is not like this. This aura is not a consumable, it seems to fill a vacancy of innate deficiency. Similarly, once the aura is removed, the swordsman will soon be exhausted and die.

In this way, the source of this aura is very clear. It is a good medicine and a gift.

Someone, or more directly, a dragon vein met a woman who was about to die, and in order to let her child be born smoothly, she gave a spirit of energy.

Because it is possessed before it leaves the mother’s womb, the aura has become the innate aura in the legend, so it can stay firmly in the swordsman’s body for a long time without dissipating.

The child who died before became extraordinary.

Change to a storybook, it is a legend, this kid will surely be able to do some great things in the future, and even stay in history.

However, things in the world will not develop like the scriptures. The aura given by the dragon veins allows the birth of a child who should have died smoothly, but what the Hongchen who welcomes him gives is misfortune and pain. Moli didn’t know what happened to the child’s parents or what happened to the child after he was seven years old. The scars represent that he was tortured, beaten and abused, and even unable to live as a “person”.

Later, the child finally escaped and began to practice martial arts hard.

Maybe this is the kindness in his mouth, a person who takes him out of suffering and gives him a chance to learn martial arts, the owner of Piaoping Pavilion.

If this is the life of the swordsman and the reason why he worked for Piaoping Pavilion, then Moli wouldn’t be surprised by the way the swordsman is now.

Whether it was a child or as a Piaopingge killer, what the swordsman saw was darkness and killing. It is not that he has no good and evil, but that he has never seen goodness. This is exactly what the monk Yuanzhi said about causality.

A person who has no sense of good or evil will not feel his own mistakes.

What if he knew one day? The things that the people who have killed before will come out from the bottom of their hearts together, like sharp blades and shackles, while being tightly bound and agitated fiercely.

Moli moved his lips, and finally said nothing.

Venerable Yuan Zhi didn’t know what Mo Li was thinking, he put his hands together and continued to persuade the swordsman: “I think the donor is not a vicious person.”

“You just felt pity for me just because of the scars on my body.” The knife man snorted and said sarcastically, “If you didn’t have these, you would have smashed my celestial cover with a stick. Now, those of you who are afraid of me and pity me, I can’t wait to kill them all.”

He is full of murderous aura, and he really thinks so.

Yuanzhi started chanting again.

The swordsman said impatiently: “What you want to know, I won’t say a word, don’t bother, just do it.”

Mo Li suddenly said: “You want to kill the person who saw your face, but you didn’t. You chose not to let others see it.”

The swordsman was taken aback.

“Your mask is specially sewn so that you can only show your eyes. You are still wearing a hat outside. Although it doesn’t rain, you still wear a quilt outside your tight clothes. Your outfit is different from other Piaoping Pavilion killers.”

Moli’s last sentence blocked the knife man’s intention to blurt out “the killer is covering his head and covering his face”.

Moli continued: “You have many subordinates, but you didn’t bring them up to the mountain. At that time, the master broke through the realm and shocked the birds and beasts, so you know that there is a master above.”

“…”

“If you want to recover Sijia Mipu’s account book, you must have collected a round of news. You know that the four groups and twelve associations of Yuzhou have gathered here recently, and you even know all the changes that have occurred in the past few days. You should know how old Qin’s martial arts is. Then you are facing at least two martial arts masters. The enemy is so tricky, why not bring your subordinates?” Mo Li looked calm, he watched Monk Yuanzhi gradually With a smiling face and the slightly distorted expression of the swordsman, he couldn’t help sighing, “We have seen the dead Piaopingge. He was armed with the firearms of Pilitang, and the lives of more than a dozen people were enough to razed there to the ground. Now, this will solve the enemy and destroy the account books. Isn’t it a perfect solution? But you don’t. You care about the lives of your subordinates and don’t want them to die.”

The corner of the knife’s mouth twitched, and he felt he was wrong.

It’s not just the scary man in the pink robe, his companions are as insightful as they are.

What is this, things are gathered together, are monsters good friends with monsters?

What makes the swordsman even more concerned about is, what about the Fenyi? Where did you go?

“What do you want?” The knife man asked viciously, hiding his anxiety.

Moli paused and said seriously: “Where were you born? Is there a mountain nearby?”

Swordsman: “…”