Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 210|Learning the end of knowledge
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It is not difficult to see Meng Guoshi.
The difficulty is that the national teacher has no clothes to wear!
Rao is Moli, and he can’t help showing a trace of embarrassment.
“Master, don’t lie to each other.”
I always feel that the gerbil in his arms is heavy, and Moli bit his scalp and said, “I passed by the nearby county before and something happened. Brother Meng went to see…check the situation.”
The black carp almost said that it was fun.
Although watching the excitement is more in line with Meng Qi’s temperament, Yuan Zhi doesn’t know yet. In front of others, you have to save some face for Meng Qi.
The gerbil grabbed the black carp’s shirt with its small paws, thinking it was really embarrassing for the doctor.
——I’m obviously here, and the doctor is forced to lie.
It is not easy to let a doctor who uphold the gentleman’s way open his eyes and talk nonsense.
That is to treat yourself, change the individual, the doctor will not violate the principle. Meng Qi thought happily and contentedly.
“The nearby county?” Yuan Zhi is puzzled, obviously he still doesn’t know the mess caused by many political forces.
Fortunately, Yuanzhi is old and has a lot of experience. He saw that Moli didn’t say anything in detail, so he didn’t ask.
“Amitabha, I don’t know when Master Meng will have leisure, Lao Na can wait.”
“Why don’t you meet here tomorrow?”
In fact, Mo Li wanted to talk about the day after tomorrow. After all, sewing clothes is not easy, but I thought that Monk Yuan Zhi came back with the Ning family guarding Xuanchuan Pass.
In the unlikely event that Tianshou Wang Xingbing from the southwest attacked Xuanchuan Pass, Yuan Zhi could help if he went back earlier, so as not to be delayed here for a long time.
“Actually…the master doesn’t need to worry too much. Brother Meng has already faded out of the court, and he has no idea about the world’s competition.” Mo Li explained with some embarrassment.
Won Zhi was surprised when he heard this.
In recent years, it is a last resort to make a few more bends when speaking. How can anyone bluntly put the words “I’m afraid you have ambitions, you want to make trouble”? It was not a meeting, it was a vengeance. To test whether other people are interested in the world, you need to use metaphors skillfully. This is a science, and you can find excellent examples in history books.
Yuan Zhi is a monk. He doesn’t have the ability to speak nicely and beautifully. He can only honestly say everything he can say, such as the current situation of the Ning family and his identity. Also avoid making any misunderstandings, temptation to go around the circle and so on to delay time.
As a result, Moli is even more direct than him!
Just say what you can’t say in the mouth, but it’s still speaking on behalf of Meng Qi.
The relationship between these two people must be extraordinary, and ordinary people will never interfere in this kind of thing.
Won Zhi is not sure whether they are close friends with no gaps, or whether they have their own calculations for their looks and spirits. Are these words true or false?
The old monk grumbled.
Moli paused, realizing that he had passed.
Others rushed to find Meng Qi with their families and the country, and they couldn’t have seen each other, because they let go of their burdens and went back with peace of mind. Others don’t know the relationship between myself and Meng Qi, and it’s hard to understand it. What is the friendship between dragon veins? What’s the matter with Xin Xu between the dragon veins?
This is his secret with Meng Qi, there is no need for others to understand.
Let’s sew clothes and let the national teacher show up in person!
Monk Mo Li Chong Yuanzhi nodded and apologized: “I have said a lot. Master, don’t worry. Tomorrow noon, I will invite Brother Meng to come here to meet with the Master.”
The monk quickly put his palms together and thanked him.
When I looked up again, I only felt that there was a cool breeze, and the ink carp had already performed light work and could not even see the shadow.
The old monk vaguely felt that he had said something wrong.
***
In front of the dilapidated Earth Temple, a group of people in black appeared silently.
They discerned the traces on the ground, and quickly scattered around, only the leading swordsman walked slowly to the altar table and sat down.
The knife man was injured.
There was a long and narrow wound on his left shoulder. He tore open the placket of his clothes and applied gold sore medicine with one hand.
Even in the sweltering summer night, with no one around, the swordsman still did not take off the bulky mask.
Before in Mipu, the swordsman had a melee with many masters in Fengxing Pavilion, and neither side got any benefit. Most of the people in Fengxing Pavilion were injured, but the mysterious swordsman in Piaoping Pavilion suffered serious internal injuries and could only retreat temporarily.
The swordsman is an enemy and the accompanying killer of Piaoping Pavilion took the opportunity to dig the rice three feet into the ground.
They were even one step ahead of Fengxing Pavilion and found the Temple of Earth where Meng Qi and others had stayed.
Only the corpse of a dead soldier remains in the Earth Temple.
The knife man calmly finished the medicine on himself, not caring about the corpse lying next to him.
In a short while, a few men in black returned from outside the temple.
“People?”
The voice of the knife man is dull, like the sound of a branch scraping on sandpaper.
The black-clothed killer shook his head together, his eyes a little horrified.
The knife man reached out his hand and pointed at the corpse, then closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.
Several black-clothed assassins stood up and walked carefully around the corpse a few times, then untied the corpse’s clothes and pressed the wound and neck of the corpse, just like a post-mortem.
Soon they came to a conclusion. After a glance at each other, they dropped the corpse and left the temple again.
After a stick of incense, the black-clothed assassins grabbed an embarrassed figure and reappeared.
No one else, but the dead man who was let go by Meng Qi.
The dead man killed his companion, thinking that he could catch a big fish with the secret of the account book, but no one waited. After seeing the three watch days, the dead man squatted on the tree and fell asleep. . As a result, God decided that the bad luck of the dead man was not over yet, and the killer of Piaoping Pavilion searched for him and captured him in one fell swoop.
After the dead man woke up, he cursed his mother in his heart.
He believed that the hiding place he was looking for was very hidden, and he also made many specious clues. Why can these people accurately go to the tree to catch people?
“Who are you?”
The dead men struggled, trying to identify their origins.
As a result, these people looked like a group of dumb people, silent, until they pinched him to the ground.
“…”
His eyes met the corpse’s blue and white stiff face, and the dead man was agitated.
In summer, the corpse decayed extremely quickly. Only one night, it gave off an unpleasant smell and mosquitoes and flies buzzed.
The black-clothed killers seem to be totally unaware of these. They are silent, with a strange sense of oppression.
The dead man’s heart sank suddenly. He knew that he had encountered the worst situation and fell into the hands of the people in Piaoping Pavilion.
The swordsman suddenly reached out and strangled the dead man’s neck, lifted him up, and said word by word: “Account books.”
Actually, the dead man is much higher than the swordsman, but he was lying on the ground before, and now he is mentioned so, his two legs recurved behind him, this unnatural awkward posture made him scream, and followed closely There was a crackling sound from the bones.
“Si’s account book.” The knife man repeated his voice hoarsely.
The dead man screamed and struggled: “I was taken away by that person, those two people who appeared in Mipu.”
“Lying!”
The knife man tightened his fingers, the dead man’s eyes turned white, and both hands desperately wanted to break the knife man’s hand that was pinching his throat.
“…really, in Mipu’s secret grid…we haven’t got it yet, they are one step ahead…”
The dead man made a sound intermittently, the knife guest let go, and the dead man fell heavily to the ground.
Not waiting for him to rejoice in the misfortune, he deceived the people of Piaoping Pavilion, his neck suddenly cooled, and then he felt that he was flying back quickly.
——His eyes saw his back.
Blood-spraying broken neck, shaking headless body, and an extra knife in the hands of a man with a hat.
“Boom.”
Two consecutive sounds, the former is the head hitting the wall, the latter is the body falling to the ground.
The swordsman raised his hand and pressed the hat, strode out of the temple gate.
“Burn this temple and get rid of the people in Fengxing Pavilion.”
***
“There is fire.”
Mo Lei put down the needle, thread and cloth in his hand and looked into the distance. He saw thick smoke billowing.
Although it is far away, that’s where they came from.
Moli walked all the way into the mountains, because he was worried that something would come out of the dark to take the fat rat away. He kept the gerbil firmly in his arms from beginning to end, not even showing his head. a bit. So Meng Qi didn’t know exactly where this was. Anyway, when he was put down, it was a cave.
The cave is located in the middle of the valley, and there is no way to go, unless there is a super light work like Moli, and there are trees everywhere, which is very hidden.
After transforming back into a human form, Meng Qi quickly put on the obscene clothes that Moli had thrown over.
No, I only wore pants.
You can’t sew clothes naked, what kind of style is it?
Anyway, there is innocent body protection, not afraid of mosquitoes.
“There seems to be an accident under the mountain.”
“80% of the guys who sell the news and eat are fighting with the Piaopingge killer, or they found some clues and don’t want to leave the clues to the other party.” Meng Qi said without looking up.
The prestigious Meng Guoshi wore only profanity, and honestly bowed his head to sew clothes.
In recent years, even gerbils can’t be lazy! If I knew this, would it not be a good idea to buy a set of garments directly at the cloth shop?
The drape swaggered through the market yesterday, but today, Meng Qi’s face was expressionless when his fingers were pierced into a sieve.
Looking at the stitched sleeves, two “black centipedes” were lying on the muslin, and they could only take it apart with reluctance.
The stitches are uneven and cannot be worn.
Since you want to show up as a national teacher, how can you wear clothes with crooked stitches? Even if the doctor agrees, he is not happy.
Being able to apply patches is completely different from being able to make clothes.
How did those embroidered women make the clothes without stitches at all?
Meng Qi fell into deep thought.
“Something is wrong, why is there a fire in the mountains?” Mo Li was puzzled.
Didn’t the old shopkeeper of Yedian say that this place is off the beaten track?
Meng Qi pushed aside the bushes when he heard the words and looked at the firelight slowly approaching from all directions in the mountain.
This is clearly crowds and torches!
In the middle of the night, what is going on with such a posture of searching mountains?
The two men who had been making clothes in the dark looked at each other.
Getting closer and closer, even Moli couldn’t help but touch the hilt in his sleeve.
——Is it for Sijia Mipu’s account books? Still know the identity of Meng Qi?
There are more and more torches held high, the birds perching on the trees are startled, and the mountain walls are illuminated by the fire.
At the same time, Moli also saw clearly the person who came with the torch.
There are men, women, young and old, and people in all kinds of costumes. They pull out grass and shrubs, fix the torches in the cracks in the stone, and then sit around in twos and threes, spread the baggage they bring on the ground, like a market , Some people yelled directly.
“Bayuntang keepsake, take it as you see it, the price is easy to say.”
“The waist card of the little novice monk of Hengchang Temple, come to know the goods.”
“The recommendation letter from Prince Wu’s Mansion is genuine. Don’t leave. With this thing, you will have official meals. Don’t look down on official meals. Who hasn’t had a golden basin to wash his hands and quit the martial arts pension—”
“Selling blood clothing, the blood clothing of the Chunshan school disciple, look at this placket, there is the mark of the Chunshan school on it, as long as you get the gang that has enemies with the Chunshan school, you can make friends, eat and drink, and make up a lie. It seems that I can get a reward. This senior, don’t you have one?”
The fat mouse and fish squatting in a cave half way up the mountain: “…”
The place to sew the clothes is wrong!
Is it too late to find another one now?