On the roof of Liuhe Temple, Mo Li felt the benefits of eavesdropping for the first time.
— No, he can't think that way! If the teacher finds out, he will definitely be scolded!
Mo Li thought to himself, Gong Jun must have spent a lot of time investigating this.
Especially when it comes to the craftsmen who register and make books, people who are not from the government will never be able to do it.
Even sneaking into the yamen to steal the booklet would not be so smooth, that thing is too trivial, and if you check one by one, you won't be able to check it out until next year.
Gong Jun not only cleared up the doubts and time, but also helped Mo Li and Meng Qi to discover the old monk of Liuhe Temple and colluded with Zangfeng Temple to excavate the Mausoleum of Emperor Li.
Of course, it is a bit vague to say that collusion should be called semi-coercion.
Ten years ago, a courtyard wall of Liuhe Temple collapsed. When a monk went out to look for a craftsman, he happened to meet a craftsman who was working in Crescent Moon Temple. Is this a coincidence? Mo Li thought it was not. It was too easy for a martial arts master to collapse a wall quietly. He pretended to be a craftsman and entered the Liuhe Temple in a roundabout way, probably to determine the location of the emperor's mausoleum.
The alchemist can't call the wind and the rain, but the ability to find the dragon and the acupoint is stable.
Because the dragon veins and the crypts mentioned by the alchemists are all feng shui. The former people learned the location of the tomb for the emperor, and the later people learned to find the tomb.
From this point of view, it is more reliable for alchemists to find tombs than dragon veins.
For example, ink carp, he can recognize the spiritual cave, but when the spiritual cave is dug deep and used as a tomb, he can't feel it. This is not Qimao Mountain, how does he know what is underground? The local dragon veins are also unreliable, maybe I have amnesia!
"… "
Meng Qi turned his head, and the doctor seemed to give him another look just now.
The ink carp gestured to the roof.
The two were about to leave silently when a loud shout suddenly came from a distance.
"what!"
The little novice's broom fell to the ground, and he looked at the roof of the main hall in shock.
The roof of the main hall is very high, and people standing below can't see it, so Jin Yiwei has never been able to find anyone above.
The little novice remembers the abbot, because he saw Jinyi guards guarding the door, so he could only hide in the distance and look around. Now two Jinyi guards guarding the yard ran out to find Langzhong. The little novice thought he had a chance, so he quietly walked around, still holding Make a broom.
As a result, he was discovered by other Jin Yiwei before slipping in the door. The little novice was about to speak when he suddenly saw someone shaking on the roof of the main hall.
He was too young to have a palace, so he screamed in fright, and when he followed Jin Yiwei back, there was nothing on the roof.
Jin Yiwei thought that the little novice was deliberately cheating and wanted to take the opportunity to escape, so he picked him up with a sneer.
"Boy, be honest..."
"Someone! The roof has..." the little novice shouted.
Jin Yiwei didn't think so, and said that Gong Jun in the house was startled, and immediately thought of the ominous feeling just now.
He subconsciously pulled out the knife and slashed towards the roof.
The light of the knife was blue and bright, and almost in an instant, Gong Jun had retreated to the corner of the wall, and at the same time, the move he made earlier penetrated the roof, and the tiles flew.
The little novice hadn't called out the last word "person" when he saw the light of the sword piercing through the roof, his mouth wide open and he couldn't make a sound.
After Gong Jun made his move, he immediately felt a gentle but powerful internal force counteracting the sword's momentum.
With his right foot against the wall, he grabbed the door without hesitation as soon as he stabilized his body.
"where to?"
Gong Jun's eyes flashed, and there was one more person at the door.
The benefits of reaching the pinnacle of Qing Gong immediately became apparent. Gong Jun actually reversed his direction, not hitting Meng Qi, and even avoiding Meng Qi's slap in the face.
"what?"
After Mo Li resolved the stance of the sword, he jumped into the room from the hole in the roof. He happened to see Gong Jun's superb evasion technique. In addition to being surprised, he couldn't help but admire it.
Not only do he hide well, but he also chooses a good position, so he can counterattack immediately.
Just as Mo Li thought, Gong Jun's figure showed, and five swords were instantly fired.
A knife is more ruthless than a knife. The cyan sword light fills the whole room, and the fierce power is not released. Only the walls are broken by the wind and several imprints are broken, and the other furnishings are still intact.
"Good swordsmanship." Mo Li said involuntarily.
What Moli weapons learn is the sword, which is far from the common swordsmanship in the rivers and lakes.
Gong Jun's swordsmanship is basically the pinnacle of "killing swords".
The moves are so fast that only the afterimage can be seen, and the moves are not at all cumbersome, and they go straight to the point. The ultimate offensive naturally meant no defense, but Gong Jun made up for it with the speed of his moves. In addition to blocking the opponent's retreat, the next few strikes also had the intention of preventing the enemy from breaking the move.
Although it is a knife, its speed is comparable to that of an arrow off the string.
And like the arrows, they can actually do it first. Ordinary martial arts people can't even see the trend of swordsmanship. Even if they change to a top expert, they can only choose to dismantle them and change them, which gives Gong Jun a chance to breathe.
In this way, whether it was fighting or fleeing, Gong Jun could deal with it calmly.
A bladeless knife and such a killing knife are diametrically opposed, but after martial arts have reached the extreme, there is always a common goal. Right now, it is people who are controlling the sword, not people who are controlled by the fierce swordsmanship, and the ink carp will naturally admire it.
And he knew Meng Qi's strength, and it was easier to appreciate the swordsmanship, and he didn't worry about Meng Qi at all.
Meng Qi didn't miss Mo Carp's expression either.
He was annoyed, he knew it would be like this!
Although Gong Jun's appearance is not impressive, and he is not a handsome man eagerly sought after by the people of Taijing, the doctor doesn't look at "people" at all! Gong Jun is not yet fifty years old, and his martial arts are still very good.
Meng Qi only talked about Gong Jun's light work before, and he also brought out this man's timid weakness. He only told Gong Jun's swordsmanship in one sentence, that is, he foresaw what might happen.
Meng Qi found that the doctor's eyes were chasing after the knife, and he took a step forward abruptly.
If Gong Jun's swordsmanship has any shortcomings, it is that his internal strength is extremely poor and there are many masters.
A person who has excellent skills and practiced the sword technique hard, his shortcomings are only internal strength.
Gong Jun is not as lucky as Ning Changyuan. He is very talented. He can get twice the result with half the effort by practicing internal skills. He is twenty years younger than those old seniors, and he can still compete evenly in internal strength.
It stands to reason that Gong Jun's martial arts have long been at the top of the rivers and lakes, but strictly speaking he is not, the problem lies in his internal strength.
Seeing that all his tricks had been resolved at this moment, Gong Jun was startled instinctively, his back pressed against the wall, and only then did he see Meng Qi's face.
"…!!"
The number one move speed in the world can sometimes cause trouble.
For example, before I can see who the enemy is and whether they can provoke it, they have already hit it vigorously.
Gong Jun was shocked, and now he can't take care of Yuxi anymore, little life is the most important thing!
How could Meng Qi let Gong Jun escape from under his nose again? He used his palm as a sword, and the meaning of the sword was like the vast and boundless river sea, and the radiant energy rushed toward him.
The power of a sword has the power of heaven and earth.
Gong Jun hugged his head and rolled on the ground, his clothes were instantly cut into countless pieces of rotten cloth by the sword energy.
The air flow shook the objects in the room together, and the sword move rushed out along the hole in the roof, only to hear a clatter, all the tiles on the roof flew up and fell in a ring in all directions.
This is slow to say, but in fact, it only took a few breaths from the young novice shouting to Jin Yiwei's panic attacking the tiles. Almost as soon as Mo Li said that the sword technique was perfect, Meng Qi brazenly demolished the roof.
The little novice was already stupid, and stood there blankly.
"Don't come here!" Gong Jun shouted loudly, preventing his subordinates from rushing over to die.
Not to mention that his official robe had become a beggar's suit, his official hat was also cut off, and he suffered along with his hair, including the few strands of white dyed sideburns, all of which looked like they had been bitten by a dog.
There were more than a dozen bloodstains on his back and arms, which looked like they had been whipped by someone.
However, these are all traumas, and the wounds are very shallow, that is, they look miserable.
Gong Jun got up and unexpectedly found that Meng Qi didn't seem to be crazy? Otherwise, he would definitely not have only this little injury.
"Master Meng Guo?"
Gong Jun shouted cautiously, and turned his eyes to Mo Li, obviously not sure where the person who appeared at the same time as Meng Qi came from.
Mo Li also finally saw the whole picture of Gong Jun's sword.
The blade is slender, the front end is slightly curved, the whole body is blue, and it is light and thin.
The size of the knife did not match the scabbard on Gong Jun's waist at all. Mo Li couldn't help but glance at it, and Meng Qi's face turned even darker.
"Who are you driving?" Gong Jun asked cautiously.
Mo Li looked at Jin Yiwei who came from outside, turned his head and saw the unconscious old monk on the bed, and suddenly had a speech, he put down his luggage and quickly took out the silver needle.
"Bucai is a man in the middle."
Gong Jun was stunned, and looked at Meng Qi in disbelief.
"Oh, this is also my patient. I have been studying medicine for more than ten years, and I think I am a good doctor. Before Jun could react, he took out the fire stick and started burning the wormwood, and then put the silver needle on the flame and roasted it.
"and many more… "
Before Gong Jun finished speaking, he saw the old monk who had been pierced with two needles by the ink carp slowly opened his eyes.
Gong Jun silently swallowed the rest of his words.
He has seen a lot of the genius doctor who claims to be able to cure diseases, but none of them are as fast as the one in front of him.
"Knowing!"
"This official said, step back! No one is allowed to come within three feet of the house!"
Gong Jun shouted back his subordinates and got up from the ground in embarrassment.
As soon as he raised his hand, he saw that the sleeve tube was tattered and the contents fell to the ground.
Meng Qi picked up the pamphlet that Gong Jun threw to the old monk and read it slowly.
Even though he was in a cramped wing, he seemed to be sitting alone in front of a lonely cliff and a sea of clouds, leisurely turning the pages of a book.
The old monk just woke up, his mind was still chaotic, he stared straight at Meng Qi for a long time, suddenly realized something, and his expression was instantly distorted.
His body was twitching and he wanted to get up, his face was pale, and he was about to scream when he opened his mouth.
Mo Li quickly tapped his dumb point.
The old monk fell down on the couch, panting heavily, and when he was a little more awake, when he looked at Meng Qi again, his eyes were full of surprise and a hint of luck.
- Even if Meng Guoshi is still alive, he is not so old.
Gong Jun is not as lucky as the old monk, because the Meng Qi he saw three years ago looked like a young man.
He secretly gathered his strength and was ready to escape at any time.
"What is this?" Meng Qi finally asked after turning around for a long time.
In the booklet is the repair expenses of Liuhe Temple for ten years, as well as the list of craftsmen. In order to avoid people's eyes and ears, Gong Jun wrote it very vaguely, and only Mo Li overheard the conversation before. Not sure why.
Old monk: …
Gong Jun: …
How could this person be so incomprehensible, yet still look like he was confident and had already seen everything in his heart
Mo Li coughed lightly and signaled, "This Gong Tongzhi is here to find the Chuan Guo Jade Seal."
After speaking, he turned to the trembling old monk and said with a gentle expression, "But in fact, there is no jade seal in Liuhe Temple, only the Mausoleum of Emperor Li."
As soon as the old monk's smile appeared, it solidified on his face.
Gong Jun blurted out in shock: "What?"