The body was carried away, and the monks of Liuhe Temple were scrubbing the ground and walls with trepidation.
Smelling the pungent smell of blood, they all turned pale, and they recited a word of Buddha after wiping it.
The abbot led Gong Jun, the deputy commander of Jinyiwei, to a wing of the Qiangdian Palace, which is usually used to entertain valuable pilgrims.
Mo Li was afraid of disturbing Gong Jun, so he only followed them from a distance.
Seeing that the two entered the wing, and Jinyi guards were guarding outside the door and in front of the window, Mo Li probably couldn't eavesdrop.
—Wait, why did he eavesdrop? Since when did he habitually hide in the dark to see the situation
Mo Li couldn't help but turn his eyes to Meng Qi.
Always thought it was infected by gerbils.
Meng Qi looked puzzled, not understanding why the doctor suddenly looked at him.
"... I'm going?" Meng Qi asked tentatively.
"No need!" Mo Li shook Meng Qi's right hand, and said solemnly, "You just took the medicine, don't change, if it doesn't come back, I will crush the pill and feed it to the gerbils. After the Ningshen Pill is broken, the efficacy of the medicine is greatly reduced, and it may not be able to suppress your condition."
Then there was a whole set of medicine and pharmacology, Meng Qi was dizzy when he heard it.
Mo Li was wondering, what was the reason for Meng Qi's illness
I used to think that the dragon veins were damaged, which affected the Taijing dragon veins themselves. Now it is found that the small dragon veins can recover. Meng Qi's condition should be better than half, but the pulse condition has not changed significantly.
Shilang Mountain and his party, Mo Li also felt that the mercury leaked from Emperor Li's Mausoleum, causing Taijing's dragon veins to lose consciousness. Now it seems that there is no obvious abnormality near Liuhe Temple.
Shangyun Mountain has a strong spiritual energy and prosperous trees, not to mention the appearance of dying, and even the trend of depression is not seen.
Looking at Meng Qi's profile, Mo Li was slightly taken aback.
Meng Qi: "..."
I don't know why the doctor is looking at him again.
It is even more necessary to maintain the temperament and manners.
Meng Qi calmed down and called out casually, "Doctor?"
Mo Li regained his senses and asked subconsciously, "By the way, where is the well?"
"In the backyard, we just passed by." Meng Qi replied casually.
He vaguely guessed what the doctor meant, then shook his head and said, "There seems to be no problem here."
Having said that, in order to verify, Mo Li went to check the well.
A monk happened to be carrying water, Mo Li swept past him with a very fast movement, the monk swayed, Mo Li supported the wooden bucket with his hands, and the palms were smoothly touched with water droplets.
The monks in the backyard were all busy. The monk who was carrying the water just thought he was not standing still. He rubbed his eyes and turned around, but found nothing.
Only the little novice who swept the corner widened his eyes, remembering the strange wind last night.
"How?" Meng Qi saw Mo Li coming back and found that his expression was wrong, and his heart sank immediately.
Mo Li put his right hand close to the tip of his nose, and after a while, he slowly shook his head and said, "Something is wrong."
The taste is as light as nothing, but it is there after all.
Drinking the water directly will not cause symptoms, but when the well water is boiled, people near the stove will be affected.
Mo Li asked, "Can you feel the condition of the mausoleum below the temple?"
"I don't know, the imperial mausoleum has a very thick layer of soil. Even if it is underground, the entire tomb is covered with hard soil. Not only water can't seep in, but spiritual energy can't enter because it's lifeless. If the Chuling Cave is cultivated as an imperial mausoleum, the flow of spiritual energy in the heaven and earth will be completely defeated, and it will not be the same as before.”
Meng Qi probably knew what burial objects were in Emperor Li's mausoleum, because these things had to be transported into the mountains, and they had to be placed one by one before the mausoleum was completed.
"The well smells bad, which means that the mercury in Emperor Li's Mausoleum may have flowed out, and the sealing layer is damaged... Would you try again?"
Hearing Mo Li's urging, Meng Qi closed his eyes and checked carefully.
"...It seems to be in the northeast corner. The sealing layer there is too thin, wait! It was filled later! Sure enough, someone discovered Li Di's Mausoleum, but he did not know why, but he filled the cave that he dug up again?"
Meng Qi was very surprised. It was the first time he met someone who robbed a tomb and filled the pit.
Mo Li frowned and asked, "Where's the mercury?"
"There is a residual breath, and the sealing hole is just close to the water source. It seems that the spilled part has entered the underground water vein." Meng Qi's brows furrowed even tighter.
The ink carp snapped off a blade of grass and chewed it a few times in his mouth.
- The odor is close to none.
This is still within the scope of Liuhe Temple, which is the blade of grass closest to the place where the mercury leaked.
The bitterness of the blade of grass in the mouth is like the mood of the ink carp at the moment.
How could he forget that when the dragon veins of Shilang Mountain were still formed, they encountered great disasters, and they were unable to return to the sky, let alone save the living beings in the mountains, but Shangyun Mountain was different.
The same trouble is a fatal blow to the dragon veins of Shilang Mountain, and it may be a pain in the Taijing dragon veins.
There are nineteen peaks in Shangyun Mountain, and the area is equivalent to ten Shilang Mountains. It is not so easy to hollow out Shangyun Mountain.
The construction of the emperor's mausoleum involves not only deep digging, but the craftsmen may not be able to go out alive after the mausoleum is completed. After the emperor's death, there may be concubines and concubines buried there.
The mercury was hidden in the tomb, and there was nothing wrong with it. Meng Qi had not had any accidents for so many years.
However, the mercury in the tomb leaked and flowed into the water source in the mountain, which caused great trouble.
Except for those who died of exhaustion and illness, the hard labor in the Silangshan mine was caused by the mercury volatilized during gold extraction. This toxicity is much more severe than that of the people of Qiuling County who drink water directly. With the piles of bones and the hastily filled abandoned mine road, the Shilang Mountain Dragon Vein was unable to save itself, and finally broke out.
Thinking of this, although Mo Li did not feel self-injured, he felt a chill in his heart.
Meng Qi... may have gone through this step directly.
The "trouble" mixed into the water source of Shangyun Mountain has been gradually "filtered" by the dragon veins, and the new leaves of grass are not affected much. Compared with Shilang Mountain, this place has been completely controlled. It may be another year, and even a little peculiar smell in the water will no longer be there.
"Brother Meng..."
"The doctor didn't call me by my first name last night, so why did you become polite again?" Meng Qi didn't know what Mo Li was thinking, but the doctor looked at him again and again. Rao was far more calm than ordinary people, and couldn't help but feel uneasy.
When Mo Li heard Meng Qi's serious question, he felt absurd and couldn't help asking: "Brother Meng has always called me a doctor, but now he blames me for being too polite?"
When it comes to the closeness of the title, it is clear that you have the upper hand. What kind of closeness is the doctor
Meng Qi touched his nose and replied embarrassedly, "I should be called by my words, but there were too many people calling me by my words. The doctor should call me by my name."
Although it would be rude to call him by his first name, Meng Qi didn't need Mo Li to be "ceremonial" to himself.
People from the countryside and people from the rivers and lakes all call their names casually.
"Does the doctor have words?"
"Naturally, the teacher picked the words for me..."
Before Mo Li could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Meng Qi waving his hand.
"I almost forgot that there is a doctor and a teacher, so I can't call this word." Meng Qi thought about it very carefully. If it becomes a habit to read between the bed and the bed one day later, the doctor will go back to listen to the teacher's instructions and the words the teacher calls him. Wouldn't it be awkward
This is not worth it.
"If that's the case, can there be small print?" Meng Qi was quite looking forward to it.
"… "
Characters and small characters are not the same thing, small characters are nicknames and nicknames.
Of course, Mo Li didn't. After he was picked up by Qin Lu, he knew some words ignorantly, so he named himself and told Qin Lu that his name was "Mo Li". Qin Lu thought it was the child's original name, but he didn't take it to heart.
Mo Li's endorsement was fast and good, and he wasn't as naughty as an ordinary child. Qin Lu didn't treat him as a child a long time ago, so naturally he wouldn't call him a nickname.
"I don't, what about Brother Meng?"
"Neither."
Meng Qi's experience is much more complicated than Mo Li's. He never "grew up" as a child in the world, so where does he have a nickname
"It's not a worldly title. The doctor and I are not people of the world, so don't bother." Meng Qi sighed and had to give in on the question of calling.
The ink carp looked strange.
The words just now sounded comfortable and arrogant, but in fact Meng Qi still boasted a bit? Are you right
Mo Li thought blankly, oh, the difference is that Meng Guoshi started to bring him and praised the two together.
"No matter who filled the robbery hole, it is a fact that Emperor Li's Mausoleum was discovered." Mo Li reminded.
"It may be the ancestor of Qingwu, or it may be the abbot of this temple, who knows?" Meng Qi put his hands on his back and said with ease, "Now we have two options. Staying in the temple... I think this monk should still remember my appearance, and if you frighten him, maybe there will be an answer. The second is to preempt Gong Jun and force him to tell everything he knows."
Ink carp: "… "
Both options are not very good, especially the second one, full of the meaning of wanting to find a reason to beat people.
Just as he was talking, he suddenly heard an exclamation from the front hall.
The abbot of Liuhe Temple was obviously panicked to the extreme, and he could vaguely hear it from such a distance.
In the room at the moment.
Originally, the old monk asked Jin Yiwei, the deputy commander, to quibble a few words that his father was not the prince of the Chen Dynasty, and he was not the monk named Tianyuan who became a monk at Baoguo Temple, but he threw a few documents in Gongjun to expose the old monk. After stealing other people's ultimatum and pretending to be someone else's identity, the abbot fell to the ground with despair in his eyes.
Of course, Gong Jun didn't want to take this person back. The descendants of the Chen Dynasty are worthless at all. He asked coldly, "Where's the Chuan Guo Yuxi?"
The old monk looked at a loss. When he knew that Gong Jun was here to pass the national jade seal, and he seemed to believe that this thing was transferred as early as when Prince Chen Chao fled out of Beijing, he was holding the fake national jade seal when he threw it into the river. He almost scolded.
"Bullshit!"
The old monk exclaimed in shock, and then he realized that he couldn't speak loudly, and said angrily, "Old Na has never seen this thing!"
Years of chanting Buddha and self-cultivation were all forgotten, and the abbot knew that if he couldn't explain this matter clearly, he would have no way to survive.
The author has something to say:
On the metabolism of dragon veins... oh no, on the self-purification ability of the environment
An unscientific world can do this.
Our →_→ can’t do it, heavy metal pollution has become a world problem