Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 293|It’s hard to tell

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Cheng Jingchuan didn’t say anything, he didn’t seem to be surprised at all.

This handsome, upright, very good-looking young man stood by with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, doing the work of a servant, refilling the teapot on the table.

This makes the black carp feel a deep sense of disharmony.

He didn’t have time to think about it, he stood up suddenly, and hurriedly exited the pavilion.

The guards outside the pavilion drew their swords together, but they were not within three steps of Moli.

The gerbil sees that the situation is not good, and the body instinct sticks forward–

“Slap”

The iron three-diamond cone plunges into the grass.

This is a rope dart with a string tied behind the sharp iron dart.

Moli was shocked, lifted his palm to deflect the rope dart, and the strong wind rolled away the blade of grass, and there was nothing inside.

Cheng Jingchuan took back the rope dart and picked up a small hair from the iron dart with a suspicious expression.

Moli finally noticed the strange stagnation of the meridian breath in the body, which occurred after the use of True Qi. The hands and feet gradually became soft and numb, but the speed was relatively slow.

——Poison? Drugged? How did you get it?

Mo Carp was astonished with great confusion. As a healer who knows the properties of a hundred herbs, he has seen many ways to use poison from the master of poison, Xue Ting. Since stepping into this pavilion, he has been keeping an eye on it all the time. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? , Rao is still hit?

If it’s not for the wrong location and timing, Moli would like to ask how it did it.

He secretly used his luck to dissolve the medicine, and his gaze swept over the shadows cast by the surrounding vegetation without a trace.

The gerbil was not injured.

This person, Cheng Jingchuan, is really innately keen…

Moli knows that some people are born with five senses higher than ordinary people, and they are different from the good muscles of martial arts. They can immediately notice the strangeness around them, and quickly find out what is wrong in the whole thing. At a small level, such a person is suitable for studying medicine and also suitable for being a cook. At a larger level, they are simply born counselors or handsome talents.

Mo Li doesn’t know what Cheng Jingchuan’s knowledge is. Just looking at this reaction, it is rare in the world.

Especially, Cheng Jingchuan is not a master of martial arts, what he learns is immediate kungfu, and his walking posture conveys this message clearly.

I don’t have the highest level of internal power. I can find that people are spied on the way only by intuition, and I have caught the trace when the gerbils are nervous. What kind of talent is this? It is almost the only thing that Moli has seen in his life. If such talents were also seen everywhere during the chaos of the world in the last years of the Chen Dynasty, Moli could probably imagine that the fighting between the various forces was fierce at that time.

So the violation became stronger.

The phoenix chooses the wood and lives, and the wise minister chooses the master.

But there is no place where Qiu Si looks like a “Ming Master” from head to toe. Is it possible that Cheng Jingchuan is a very capable person who is blind?

“You are irritating me.”

Mo Li calmed down and tried to say in a cold tone, “What you just said is to irritate me and let me kill you.”

——If you don’t understand, just don’t want to, just use words to test.

Mo Lei has no expression on his face, he is calm and composed, and he can’t judge the extent of the “poison” just by looking at his expression.

Qiu Si is still sitting in the pavilion, not close to Moli.

Cheng Jingchuan stuffed that tiny hair into his purse and smiled at Moli: “It seems that Doctor Mo has raised a clever little thing, and this one was missed in the secret report before Fengxing Pavilion. The Yuyuan Stone is so cold that I can’t see my fingers at night. I hope it won’t run away after being frightened.”

It’s strange to be able to run away!

Mo Li guessed that Meng Qi must have attacked the guards in the palace and stripped people’s clothes and boots at this moment.

This one of him is probably drugged and has no damage to the meridians and viscera, except that his hands and feet are weak, and he is slightly dizzy.

I really want to do it, Moli is not afraid.

Although there are more than twenty guards holding weapons in front of them, plus a Cheng Jingchuan who can use the dart rope, it is impossible to stop Moli.

It’s just that the meeting tonight was weird from beginning to end.

“Are you urging me to kill you?”

Mo Lei stared at Qiu Si in the pavilion and repeated it puzzledly.

The irritation and doubts were concealed by the cold tone, and the guards on the road were surrounded here nervously.

Cheng Jingchuan waved his hand immediately, and everyone stopped, still very vigilant on the face.

“You–“

Suddenly Moli blurted out, “You are not Mr. Qiu at all?”

Mr. Qiu in the pavilion was motionless, smiling at the corners of his mouth, and his sober and crazy eyes were perfect.

A touch of surprise appeared on Cheng Jingchuan’s face, although it was quickly covered up, but it did not escape Moli’s eyes.

Just when Moli believed that the “Mr. Qiu” in front of him was a fake, a substitute, a substitute who was sent to him to irritate him, his head became drowsy again, he didn’t lose consciousness, but he was lost. The symptoms of drug seizure became more obvious.

What’s the matter?

Obviously shutting his breath when he noticed something was wrong, Mo Li felt as if he had fallen into an invisible trap.

Is there anything he missed?

“…It is beyond my expectation that Dr. Mo can persist until now…”

Mr. Qiu’s voice sounded very far away, and Moli knew that this was the result of a medicinal attack. He tried to stop the movement of his internal breath, and his dizziness eased slightly.

Suddenly a person rushed out of the slope, and Cheng Jingchuan’s guards smelled a strong smell before they could see clearly.

“Slap.”

A pot of rock bonsai was roughly pushed to the ground.

There are small pine trees in the bonsai, water under the rocks, and a small boat carved with walnut cores.

There seemed to be ice cubes in the pores of the stone cave, and white smoke came out slowly. When I approached, I felt very cool and smelled.

Such bonsai are also found in the Taijing Palace. King Ning’s side is more beautiful. Moli didn’t care much, and the bonsai was placed far away, on a flower viewing platform at least a hundred steps away from the pavilion. . Even if there is a problem with the bonsai, it is impossible to drift so far to affect the ink carp.

Seeing the sudden appearance of Meng Qi and the bonsai that he had brought and dropped to the ground, the pupils of the ink carp shrank and thought of an extremely terrifying possibility.

However, he closed his breath now and couldn’t judge right away.

“Meng Guoshi?” Mr. Qiu was surprised and stood up abruptly.

Cheng Jingchuan reacted extremely quickly and threw down the dart rope, snatching the sabre of the guards around him.

Meng Qi is dressed in the light armor and brocade robe of the guard, his face is sinking like water, his eyes are angry, as if he has been hiding in the palace like this, only showing up when he sees the bad situation.

Qiu Si quickly calmed down. He glanced at the bonsai on the ground, and said: “Meng Guoshi really has a sharp eye.”

Meng Qi realized that because he was too anxious, he directly stunned the guard and changed his clothes with a “normal appearance”. However, this normal is really abnormal in the eyes of others. Yi Rongshu and Xi Wuzhu Yan’s statement may have deceived others, and it is not very useful for smart people.

Meng Qi didn’t intend to cover it up, just guessing at random.

People who are acquainted with interest are like autumn scenery, without mentioning it.

Qiu Jing’s father, Mr. Qiu, is definitely not a savvy person. Meng Qi has a cold expression and stepped on the rock bonsai.

——The toes containing inner strength directly crush the stones into powder.

“Hey, the national teacher is unhappy, why bother to anger these objects, the spirit stone is hard to find, a small piece hidden in this bonsai is worth at least a thousand.” Qiu Si closed the cloak on his body, shook his head and sighed. “If it is of good quality, it can be said to be invaluable, and there is not much in the Imperial City.”

Meng Qi has a calm face and said nothing.

He stretched out his hand to support the ink carp, and then simply picked up the person on his back and walked away.

The guards wanted to chase them, but Cheng Jingchuan stopped them.

The madness and weirdness in Qiusi’s eyes quickly receded, and after a long while he looked like a poor old scholar.

“Go get the things out.” Qiusi ordered.

Immediately someone entered the boiler room at the bottom of the pavilion and removed many rocks.

They are large or small, some have been carefully carved, and some still maintain the appearance of freshly mined from the mountain, stained with unwashed mud.

Without exception, these stones have holes, and a light smoke that can be seen by the naked eye gradually emerges, and it quickly melts invisible. These are the “spiritual stones” loved by the nobles of the family. They are all produced in deep mountains and dense forests, and some are dug from underground mineral deposits. As long as they are cold or hot, the stones can naturally produce smoke, which is a marvelous sight.

According to historical records, Emperor Chen Li once received a piece of spiritual stone tribute. Whenever it was about to rain, the smoke produced by the strange stone could cover the entire bonsai, presenting the beautiful scenery of clouds and mountains.

Jiu Si tilted his head slightly, covering his mouth and nose with his cloak.

The guards who carried the stones even covered their faces with cloth towels, even though they were so far away, the strong fragrance and choking wafting out after the sealed room was opened. If the ink carp is still here, it must be able to smell that it is the main ingredient of the mountain stalk flower, the Mongolian sweat medicine.

The stones are all placed in a completely sealed room. The flue is blocked in summer, and people outside cannot smell any smell. The only pot of rock is placed on the observation deck in the distance. As long as the juice of the mountain sylvestris in the bonsai is not drunk, it will not matter if you smell it in the wind.

It’s this arrangement that, in theory, can’t be tricked, almost pits the ink carp.

“Unexpectedly, it actually works…”

The person who spoke was Cheng Jingchuan. He had a weird expression, as if he had seen something incredible.

Qiu Si moved the corners of his mouth and revealed a peculiar smile: “The first thing I prepared with these things, and’raised’ them with bergamot flowers day and night, was to deal with the Qingwu ancestor Zhao Zangfeng. He kept saying the highest martial arts, It’s dazzling the world, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, and it sounds ridiculous as if it’s going to be a monster. It’s possible, after all, no one can explain where these stones are found, there is a natural breath of fresh air, maybe this It is the aura that the ancestors of Qingwu want to use for their own use…”

Poisoning aura is undoubtedly whimsical.

It doesn’t cost much anyway, it’s shanka flower.

I also found someone to watch the Feng Shui, look for a good “crypt” to raise, and soak the stone with the juice of the mountain scallop flower until it becomes inseparable.

If there are people who are absorbing the aura all the time, vomiting and breathing cycles…

Then let him feel it well.

“I have seen the various secret reports from Fengxing Pavilion, and I have always suspected Meng Guoshi in the rumors… Meng Qi has actually found a way to use these clean energy, so his martial arts are so high that he can beat the ground. Temple, the Xiliang people seem to have guessed something. Although they are stupid, Ayan Puka has some skill.” Mr. Qiu pondered for a while, and said, “Is there any news from Feihe Mountain?” ?”

“No, the people in Xiliang have already dispersed. I haven’t waited for Ayan Puka to appear.” Cheng Jingchuan paused and hesitated, “It is estimated that he died in the hands of Meng Guoshi.”

“Huh.”

Qiu Si smiled sarcastically, and caught a glimpse of Cheng Jingchuan’s uneasy expression, and reprimanded, “What are you afraid of? It doesn’t matter if you absorb spiritual energy, or Dantian produces internal power, it’s a martial arts, a kind of hard to learn. Wugong, they have not become immortals and become demons. They are still flesh and blood, with seven emotions and six desires. What can they be afraid of?”

Cheng Jingchuan shook his head and said: “Mr. Qiu, we only saw that Doctor Mo was affected, but Meng Guoshi was the same.”

“Stop your breath.” Qiu Si said indifferently, “This is more troublesome than general drug abuse. You can’t just close your breath, and you have to not use your internal strength. A martial arts master loses his internal strength, just like a tiger with a tooth drawn. The claws are sharp, but they don’t want to fight for a long time. As long as they align a hundred archers with no arrows, it will be difficult for them to retreat.”

Cheng Jingchuan hesitated to speak but stopped.

Sure enough, he heard Qiu Si sigh in a very regretful tone: “It’s just Doctor Mo, the doctors are all soft-hearted. Meng Guoshi is angry and has not killed me yet.”

Cheng Jingchuan’s hair was terrified for a while.

Although he knew Mr. Qiu’s plan for a long time, he still felt a deep chill when he really faced it.

How terrible is a person who doesn’t even care about his own life.

***

Meng Qi walked over the palace wall with the ink carp on his back, looking for a remote and deserted palace garden.

Leaving the place where there was a problem with the aura, Moli gradually slowed down.

“Ali?”

“I’m fine.” Mo Li suppressed his anger, for his own negligence.

Meng Qi stepped forward to embrace the person, and whispered comfortingly: “It’s my fault. I didn’t notice the situation on the bonsai side.”

“No.” Mo Li said only one word, then met Meng Qi’s eyes, and the two of them were silent at the same time.

They don’t need to shirk responsibility, and they don’t need to rush to admit their mistakes. The fact is that everyone underestimates Qius today.

That incredible drug trick–

Mo Lei unintentionally exposed the secret. He needs aura, just like breathing, and his body naturally exchanges aura with the outside world.

“How did he do it? Why does he think this way?” There are countless questions in Moli’s mind, plus the medicinal properties that have just expired, and his eyes are dizzy.

Meng Qi helped people sit down on the corridor, palms against the back of the ink carp, and helped the ink carp expel the strangeness through his own aura.

Herbs grow underground. Herbs are equally effective on dragon veins, both good and bad.

The effect of this drug is so strong that it exceeded the expectations of the ink carp.

“There should not be such a powerful drug, I am afraid that after mixing with the spiritual energy, the impact on us will be particularly obvious.” Mo Li regained his consciousness, and said in a deep voice, “This is by no means a temporary intention. He originally had this Prepare, I’m afraid it’s used to deal with you.”

The news of Meng Guoshi’s face change has definitely reached Mr. Qiu’s ears.

How much does Josie know? Had Ayanpuka revealed the dragon vein to him?

“Thanks to Ali, otherwise…”

Meng Qi didn’t say anything. If he hadn’t become a gerbil today, when he found that he couldn’t use his aura, he would be in trouble like a black carp.

I guess I can run away, but I’m a little embarrassed.

Face is okay, what if you hurt Ali?

“That’s a lunatic.” Meng Qi said bitterly.

Mo Lei agrees very much, but he still has doubts: “Isn’t it a stand-in, is it really José?”

“Yes.” Meng Qi took a deep breath, cast aside his irritation, and said solemnly, “Have you ever thought that Fengxingge’s dilemma can be completely resolved once something happens, which will make Qiu Jing Defeat yourself without fighting, take the initiative to retreat.”

“You mean…”

“If her father dies, no matter how disapproving of Fu Chu in his heart, Pavilion Master Qiu will not be able to regain the suppression. Those who have a different stand with her will be suppressed. Fengxing Pavilion is a force that is big or small. It’s not small, as long as it is used well, it can determine the battle situation to a certain extent.” Meng Qi said and became irritable. The opponent he hates most is the lunatic, because they can do things that no one else can think of.

When Mr. Qiu makes a normal plan, there are still signs to follow. Once he goes crazy, it is really a headache.

“He must have an heir, and it should be Cheng Jingchuan, so there is no need to worry about whether the plan after death can proceed smoothly.”

Meng Qi rubbed his eyebrows and talked to Mo Li about an opponent that Chu Jun encountered during the turbulent times of Chen Mo.

The man was even more extraordinary than José, but he had countless followers under his command.

People like Li Yuanze are most afraid of dying in battle and there will be no successors on the battlefield, and their forces will be divided, and lunatics have considered this possibility from the beginning. All plans are started after they die, and sometimes people are more difficult to deal with when they die than they are alive.

Chu Jun defeated the opponent with great pains, but was smashed by the endgame set up by the opponent, and had to withdraw from the occupied turf. He was almost depressed. Fortunately, Yin Qingheng and Deng Shusheng were good at internal affairs and recuperated. Pulled up the team again.

“This kind of person has no fame and fortune in his heart, no success or failure, let alone his own life and death, but he is willing to watch others dying and struggling. Now I hold back and don’t do anything, he is probably going to die by fraud.”