Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 273|This fear is slightly complex and far away.

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“The wind is blowing.”

Meng Qi stood at the window looking out.

The trees swayed from side to side, and Meng Qi added a soft palm wind to make the branches more open.

I saw the sky gradually gloomy, and the dense clouds were rolling, “flowing” to the distance at an extremely fast speed.

Moli was packing his bags in the house, putting Ayan Puka’s letter next to him. Meng Qi has already read these things, so he doesn’t need to carry them with him anymore.

They set a fire the night before, and Moli was worried that the scrolls and letters would be destroyed, and they deliberately took the bedside tent and wrapped them in a layer, and then used coarse cloth to make a big baggage.

The mantle tent is not an ordinary object. At first glance, it looks like auspicious and wishful patterns embroidered with silver thread, but it is actually Sanskrit written in a circle of palindrome.

The font is so small that it is difficult for ordinary people to read clearly, let alone know the words on it.

Moli recognized it as Sanskrit, but didn’t know what it meant.

Thinking that the scriptures of Mojieti Temple in Xiliang are mostly written in Sanskrit, and there are Sanskrit tattoos that make up the leaf meridians behind the Ayanpukar root, so I took it with my hand on that day.

Now hand it to Meng Qi. The latter read it carefully and said with a smile: “This is something that is said to be important and very important, but it is also worthless.”

“What is it?”

“The martial arts classics of the Mojieti Temple, the Tianmopo Xunxiang.”

After Meng Qi finished speaking, he rubbed his fingers homeopathically, and the light and thin curtain immediately broke into pieces.

The squally wind that happened to pour into the house blew, and it flew out, some fell into the mud, some fell into the river, and could not be put together again.

Moli closed half of the window, holding the last scroll and asked: “What’s the matter with this picture of a tiger going down the mountain?”

If there were no legends of tigers appearing in the house of Sheng Yang Dao, Ayan Puka would not have thought that the original body of the Taijing Dragon Vessel was a tiger.

“These rumors are true and false, and time has changed. It’s extremely difficult to tell why, but Yang Daozhi–” Meng Qi pondered, guessing uncertainly, “Some jokes, he is also good at stone carving. I once searched for good stone in the mountains and made a complete set of Chinese zodiac signs. Each stone sculpture is as big as a fist. His technique is self-contained. For example, the paintings of characters and sleeves are extremely meticulous, which is contrary to the freehand style of the predecessors. , And the details of the stone carvings are also vivid, none of them are dull and rigid. Among them, the rabbit has ears standing up while the ears are hanging down, squatting and eating grass. Yang Daozhi put the rabbit sculpture behind the desk screen, and the temple points at night. After the lantern, I took a sudden look and thought that a rabbit was stealing something in the house.”

The gerbils live in the mountains and are quite familiar with the manner in which rabbits eat. Even the gerbils almost admit to mistakes. You can imagine how brilliant Yang Daozhi’s skills are.

The light shines through the paper screen to magnify the shadow.

“I remember that tiger, it was sleeping soundly.” Meng Qi continued to recall.

Since there are stone carvings, as long as the location is clever enough, a sleeping tiger suddenly appears in the eyes of the thief.

Being a thief is always scared, and even in a panic, there is no time to distinguish the authenticity, let alone look at a painting on the wall. When the catch was coming soon, everyone in the Yang family was alarmed, the candlesticks were all lit, the room was as bright as daylight, and the tiger could not be found, so people naturally thought of the hanging tiger picture.

Although the stone sculpture is different from the tiger in the painting, after all, it is made by one person, and there is always a subtle similarity. The thief ran out to death. He was taken and brought and couldn’t find the tiger. He heard people say it again and again. As soon as I saw the painting, I might believe it was true, and I was determined to be the tiger on the painting.

People in the world are fond of absurd stories.

Yang Daozhi himself would not believe it. After a careful search, he found that the problem was with the stone sculpture, and then slowly figured out the tricks in it. Then the servants of the Yang family frequently saw tigers appearing, and they were of different shapes. , It should be Yang Daozhi’s new trick to “try out”.

As the rumors became more and more absurd, more people came to explore the secrets. Yang Daozhi immediately put away the stone carvings when he knew it was wrong, anyway he could brag about his paintings.

Meng Qi had never seen all of this with his own eyes. He only started with the details and gave a very possible answer.

Mo Lei could hear it, and murmured: “So, it’s just that… it doesn’t mention that Yang Daozhi is also good at carving stone.”

“Qinqi, calligraphy and calligraphy are the ability of gentlemen, outstanding painting skills can be praised, but stone carving is the work of artisans. It is fine for literati and inkmen to carve a chapter by themselves. If you carve stone…”

Meng Qi didn’t go on, and Mo Li could understand. Yang Daozhi didn’t want to let outsiders know, and he didn’t make friends with relatives and friends. After all, it’s “famous.”

At this time, the wind outside was getting stronger and stronger, and thunder was faintly heard from the horizon.

The ubiquitous aura of Feiheshan is actively responding to this coming rainstorm.

Moli noticed the change in aura, he couldn’t help but walked to the window and looked at the trees chaotically blown by the wind.

“Set off when the rain stops.”

Meng Qi didn’t say where to go, but Moli knew exactly what to do.

The people of Xiliang ran away, and it took some time to clear their remnants. The top priority was Afurong who had flowed into Queen Ning’s backyard. It’s nothing more than changing the direction. King Ning happened to have a capable person under his command. If he discovered the usefulness of Afurong, and then conversely gathered the remaining forces of the Xiliang people and used Afurong to make calculations, things would be troublesome.

Rao is so, Meng Qi is also worried that he will not be able to catch up. Feihe Mountain is quite far away from Luning County of Yangzhou where King Ning is located.

The spiritual energy is stronger, and people feel that they are almost out of breath, but the dragon veins are all comfortable.

Moli’s expression changed, staring at the southeast for a long time without moving.

The wind comes from there, and so does the rain cloud.

——Just the way to go to Luling County, Yangzhou.

The heavy rain came, and a large group of spiritual energy slowly rose from the streams and valleys and woods. In the blink of an eye, the entire Feihe Mountain became the “lake” in the eyes of the dragon vein, and there was water and spiritual energy everywhere between the sky and the earth.

Mo Li suddenly had a thought in his mind, and then he was taken aback by himself.

However, the body reacts faster than the mind.

With a long roar, a black dragon soars into the sky in the rain. Its slender and graceful posture seems to be part of the outline of a mountain forest from a distance. The dense rain screen obscures the sight of people who are lucky enough to have a half-claw. When they rubbed their eyes and tried to identify again, the dazzling thunder light instantly illuminated the forest.

In the reeds, the thin young man who quietly climbed onto the roof to memorize the waterway was shocked, his face pale.

He hurriedly wanted to get down.

Thunder and lightning struck trees often happened in the past, and staying on the roof is too dangerous.

The young man crawled halfway, paused suddenly, and turned his head questioningly.

Something seems to have passed by?

There are white shadows left by thunder in the field of vision. They seem to form a giant, volleyed over the head

“Ah!”

The boy’s panicked cry was overwhelmed by the thunder of thunder.

He fell into the mud. The mud was soft and there was a lot of stagnant water, so he wouldn’t be injured by the fall.

Ignoring the mud on his face, the boy scrambled to his feet, trying to see what the monster was just now.

The woods were dark, the houses in the distance were blurred, and nothing was crushed.

He subconsciously looked up, there was another thunder light, and at the same time vaguely saw the shadow of the “monster”. It was so huge that it almost covered a small part of the sky. The scales on his body reflected the thunder light, and the whole body looked like thunder. Entangled, blatantly descending the disaster of extinction.

The boy sat back in the mud with horror.

“What are you doing?” The knife man pushed open the window impatiently.

This house was originally the residence of Ayan Puka, and it has the highest terrain.

Su Li just heard the movement on the roof, and after a glance, he didn’t pay attention to it. The main reason is that the boy is no different from a monkey in his eyes, and no matter how much he climbs, he will not be threatened or troublesome.

If it wasn’t for the teenager to fall and scream outside, Su Li wouldn’t bother to pay attention to him.

“Heaven, heaven…”

The teenager stammered and stretched out his fingers.

Su Li frowned and glanced at it.

There is nothing but heavy rain and thunder and lightning.

“…Dragon, there seems to be a dragon.” The young man shuddered, unable to speak clearly.

Su Li lost interest and snapped the window shut.

The killer does not believe that there are ghosts and gods in the world, and dragons are impossible.

The only thing left was the young man sitting in the rain, brushing his hair away, he sniffed and sneezed.

The door creaked open, and Su Li strode out, picked up the boy and walked to the cellar.

The thunder struck too hard, and the swordsman felt that the boy was timid, so he simply found a safe place for him.

The young man was still struggling at first, then looked up at the sky in a daze, then touched his face, and finally looked at the swordsman with trembling teeth, his eyes turned and fainted.

Su Li: “…”

Isn’t it just that the rain didn’t get on your body, so you fainted?

The advantage of achieving the perfection of internal strength is that it is self-warming in winter and not hot in summer, and it can also block wind, frost, rain and snow.

Su Li thought that it would be okay to feel dizzy and save trouble, so he continued walking forward blankly.

Suddenly he looked up alertly as if he heard something.

But both the black dragon and the golden dragon are gone. There are lush trees in the reeds. If it weren’t for this violent storm, you wouldn’t even want to see the sky. Even now, I can barely identify it under the rain curtain as the tree falls.

After looking for a while, he didn’t find anything, the knife man turned his head in wonder, and forgot about it, and suddenly found that the window of one of the houses was open.

The rain followed the wind and kept pouring into the window.

Su Li leaped over in three steps and two steps. Sure enough, he saw that there was no one in the house. The medicine pouch and baggage were neatly packed and placed on the short table behind the chest of drawers.

It happened to be sheltered from the wind, and there was a letter next to Xiaoji. It was not sealed, but the brush that was lying on it rolled to the ground, stained with ink stains.

Su Li reached out and picked up the letter, took out the paper and looked at it. It was Moli who wrote it to him.

The format is regular, the handwriting is well-proportioned and strong. Moli is the best-written person that the swordsman has ever seen, so he recognized it at a glance.

The letter once again instructed the people here to follow the prescription to eat, they may come back after a while, and now he and Meng Qi are going to continue to track down Afurong, and they are leaving today to remind Su Li to pay attention to that one is quite spiritual Titmouse-Except for the last sentence, they are all very common words. What makes Su Li feel strange is why the ink carp does not carry a bag?

He hesitated for a while, and finally couldn’t help but open the medicine sachet to take a look. There was no medicine in it (it was used up in the reeds), there was a set of silver needles, a landscape painting signed by Mr. Jinshui, and a tiger by Yang Daozhi. Downhill graph.

There is a purse, almost no money.

There is even a rattle with a handle inserted into a teacup made of bamboo. On it is drawn a squirrel not like a squirrel, a mouse is not like a strange thing like a mouse, and the chubby cheeks are quite fun.

Su Li put down the rattle silently, bewildering Doctor Mo’s preferences.

The baggage Su Li next to it was not carefully turned over. After all, it was a personal item. I only saw that the top two sets of clothes were worn by Moli Mengqi today. They were folded in a hurry, as if they were squeezed in in a hurry.

Strange, those two can’t walk naked!

Swordsman shook his head abruptly, and looked at the rain outside, thinking that such a heavy rain would be choking with internal power.

Fortunately, there are layers of trees in the reed dangling. Walking outside is afraid of being blown into stray geese-forced to fly crookedly with light effort.

But since I will be back, I can just pack lightly and go on the road without extra stuff.

Su Li simply didn’t want to, he put his things back, and closed the doors and windows again.

***

Feihe Mountain is full of spiritual aura, and a dragon travels in the air against the wind.

In the mountain temple of the fishing village, several villagers were trapped in it by heavy rain.

Hu Daoren suddenly ran away, making them feel confused, so I will visit the mountain temple today.

One of the old people was sitting alone. He stood up suddenly when he saw the sky and clouds rolled and a foreign object appeared.

“Dragon…”

The old man was shocked and suspected that he was wrong.

Getting up too fast, the old man was dizzy, and the people next to him quickly helped him.

“San Bo, what’s wrong with you?”

“It’s okay, it’s okay…Blessed by the mountain god, there will be no big things.” The old man muttered subconsciously.

As I said, I was about to laugh, but suddenly remembered that the Daoist Hu came to ask about the past, and he tremblingly tightened his clothes.

The wind blew the rain on the wrinkled face, and the old man who was immediately helped to the shelter from the wind shed a line of tears, and finally said nothing.

Thunder surrounded, the heavy rain was like a beating, and the golden dragon chased the black dragon over several valleys and streams.

When passing the deepest cliff, a huge blue dragon figure rushed out from the mountain stream, raindrops pierced through the void figure, and the scales glowed.

The black dragon didn’t stop to greet, it looked back vaguely, stretched its body and circled around and left again.

The blue dragon stood still, just looking at their backs.

I don’t know how long it took, and the rain gradually reduced, and the blue dragon sank into the valley with a long roar of thunder.

No recurrence.