These dead men brought an astonishing amount of gunpowder, and the ground seemed to have been chipped away.
The fat rat tried to get out, but the harder it tried, the more the nearby sand and gravel that had been blasted loosely slipped into the pit.
Ink carp: "… "
From the gerbil's point of view, it made a lot of noise. Sand and gravel were constantly thrown into the air, almost obscuring the sky.
- In fact, the highest gravel did not fly past the knees of the doctor squatting in front of the pit.
According to the degree of blowing sand, it may be impossible to fascinate people's eyes for a hundred years.
Doctor Mo silently stretched out two fingers, carefully grabbed the back of the gerbil, and rescued the Taijing Longmai from the pit.
It's not finished when you take it out, you have to shake it.
Mauri is all soil.
After shaking it, it was still a gray mass, so dirty that the original light yellow hair color could hardly be seen.
The gerbil tilted his head and saw what he looked like now. He even despised himself, so he slid up to the shoulders along the arm of the ink carp, and stayed there peacefully.
Mo Li continued to rummage among the clothes Meng Qi left behind.
The clothes have gone through all this tossing and breaking, and they are badly damaged. Even if there are intact parts, they are made unsightly by the sand. These clothes are not valuable, the important thing is the sword that Meng Qi carries with him.
This soft sword, which had been buried in the mud and sand at the bottom of the Qingjiang River for many years after suffering for many years, was called sincerity, and now it is not considered to have met the Ming master.
It is often lost, or it is thrown away, along with the clothes.
The Qingqing Sword can't hear the sound like a gerbil and climb out by itself, but it can't dig a hole to hide, so it's still easy to find.
The ink carp wiped off the sand on the soft sword, and at this time the smoke gradually dissipated, revealing a tragic image not far away.
The group of black-clothed killers nearly twenty people, plus the Saint Lotus Altar cultists brought by Liang Duozhu before, a full fifty people were affected by the explosion. There were corpses everywhere, the sand was stained with blood, and large pieces were stacked on the ground.
They died because they couldn't move at the time.
Saint Lotus altar cultists were acupointed, and there may be people in black-clothed killers who don’t want to die, but they were knocked down and had difficulty moving, and they carried a lot of gunpowder from the Thunder Hall. As long as one person ignited the fuse, no one else could escape. .
Mo Li looked around with a dazed expression.
Is this the first time he has witnessed such a tragic scene
The fire that burned the city after the earthquake in Qiuling County, the corpses exposed in the Shilangshan mine, the desolation of the bare bones exposed in the wild for thousands of miles in the red land of Yongzhou...
Although Mo Li has the power of a top expert, he has never done a real slaughter, nor did he ever think of killing everyone here. The change came unexpectedly, and the people who were still alive suddenly turned into piles of broken pieces.
There was no blood dripping, and the bodies were all covered with sand, like stone sculptures and human figurines buried in a mausoleum.
He instinctively stepped into it, looking for possible survivors.
Open a corpse, and there may be another person's mutilated corpse below, or even half a head.
Liang Duozhu was lying on the ground. His body was still intact at first glance. When he turned it over, his entire chest was pierced with gravel, and his body was full of holes and blood.
Mo Li found nothing, and his forehead was aching.
When Meng Qi fled before, he pulled Qiu Gongzi and threw him out of the explosion range. If there was more gunpowder this time, and the impact range was bigger, Meng Qi might not be able to escape. This is the first time that Mo Li's way of being a human being has conflicted with the will in his heart.
Shouldn't it be saving people
No, if it was Mo Li himself, he would also make such a choice.
In the previous fight with Duozhu Liang, Mo Li could blame Meng Qi for not being careful enough, but now this time, Mo Li can't blame himself for saving people because of his high martial arts skills. However, when he thought that Meng Qi might have been injured by saving people while he was running for his life, and even turned into one of the corpses buried in sand, the ink carp could not settle down.
Suddenly oneself forgot the Tao, the love is also private.
Is this human selfishness
Ignoring right and wrong, difficult to control.
A warm feeling suddenly came from the neck of the ink carp, and then a slight itchy feeling.
Mo Li subconsciously stretched out his hand and held down the fat mouse, then calmed down and said in a low voice, "I'm fine."
The gerbil was not as big as a slap, so it took the opportunity to push its head against Mo Li's palm a few times, signaling Doctor Mo to leave as soon as possible.
There is too much movement here, even if it is a remote place, there will soon be common people or officials from the yamen come to check what is going on.
Mo Li did not understand the meaning, he murmured: "Those killers are people from the Holy Lotus Altar?"
The gerbil nodded vigorously.
"Master Liang also doesn't know about these people..."
Mo Li said to himself that the Holy Lotus Altar had two forces in Yuzhou. On the bright side were Liang Duozhu and others, and another group of people led the dead to hide in the dark. Naturally, these dead soldiers were not used to deal with Meng Qi Moli. After all, they would never have thought in advance that the two dragon veins were going to overturn the Yuzhou branch rudder.
This is more like secretly supervising the people who split the helm of the Holy Lotus Altar to prevent them from betraying.
The forces behind the Holy Lotus Altar became more and more confusing.
What is the origin of the God-given King in the southwest? Did the Holy Lotus Altar really cultivate a sharp weapon by himself? Or, is the God-given King himself a chess piece
Mo Li turned back to find Mr. Qiu.
He does not have the deep internal strength like Mo Li, not only was he injured by smashing, but also suffered serious internal injuries due to the force of the impact. Mo Li gave him an internal force to dredge the meridians and push the congestion, and then pulled out the luggage from the completely broken carriage.
The gerbil jumped and plunged into the plum.
After a moment, he ran out dragging a pair of obscene trousers.
This one is shorter, lighter and easier to drag.
Taking advantage of Mo Li's time to save Young Master Qiu with a silver needle, Meng Qi quickly put on his clothes.
"doctor."
"Um?"
"Our horses are gone."
Although Meng Qi pushed it, the carriage was still caught up in the aftermath of the explosion, and the entire carriage was torn apart.
The advantage is that you can catch up, and the disadvantage is that others can follow the trail.
"Doctor, let's just give up this horse!" Meng Qi suggested seriously.
"… "
Mo Li took the silver needle and slapped the back of Qiu Gongzi with another palm.
Young Master Qiu suddenly vomited out a few mouthfuls of bruised blood, and the man also woke up and turned around.
"Cough, what's going on?" Mr. Qiu's eyes darkened and his ears buzzed. He didn't have enough deep inner strength, and the explosion just now had shocked him so much that he couldn't hear any sound for a short time.
Qiu Gongzi was about to get up in panic, but he was in a tragic state again, and he was dumbfounded.
He only knew that the holy lotus altar was a trouble, but he didn't expect it to be so troublesome!
In a hurry, he coughed again and again.
"You're not seriously injured. I've cleared some blood for you. You can't use your internal force for 30 days. This is medicine." Mo Li took out a small porcelain bottle from the medicine bag, which contained emergency medicine for internal injuries. Commonly known as Xiao Huan Dan.
The ink carp threw the bottle to Young Master Qiu.
"Eat one for three days, until you're done. You can't stay here."
While speaking, Meng Qi had already packed all his luggage from the wreckage of the carriage.
The doctor's books are all packed, and the dry food is thrown aside. It is difficult to travel with too many things.
When Young Master Qiu stood up in a daze, Meng Qi had already signaled Mo Li to leave.
Mo Li noticed that Young Master Qiu was holding the bottle with an anxious look on his face, and then he suddenly realized, but the current situation did not allow him to check carefully, so he could only carry the medicine bag and prepare to take Young Master Qiu with him.
"Doctor, take these books, I'll do the rest." Meng Qi took the initiative to take over Mr. Qiu.
Martial arts have reached their level, and it is not difficult to lead one person to perform light arts.
"Walk!"
In a blink of an eye, they left the blown-up dirt slope.
Meng Qi said that he would give up the horse, but in fact he ran ahead, and the direction he chose was consistent with the traces on the ground.
"Who is looking for a horse? This is the direction of the official road!" Meng Qi said eloquently.
The official road is also known as Chidao, and the soldiers and small officials who are responsible for transmitting messages and documents at various post stations ride their horses on the official road all day long. They didn't have time to erase the horse's hoof prints, and only Shangguan Dao had an option. The tree was inconspicuous when hidden in the woods, and it was safer to pour a bowl of water into a jar.
Coincidentally, the horse ran in this direction after being frightened.
"Tsk, it's lucky." Meng Qi insisted that he despised the horse.
After chasing for a while, Meng Qi really saw the galloping horse, standing there scratching its hooves and panting.
"I said earlier, don't worry, this horse is not very capable, it can't run far at all." Meng Qiyu disliked it.
Facing the tough-mouthed and soft-hearted fat rat, Mo Li didn't know how to answer the words, so he simply kept silent.
When the horse came to see it, it turned out that the wreckage of the towed cart was stuck in a pit, and was tripped by a stone. The horse was unable to drag it several times, so it had to stop panting to plan its hoofs.
"Bah!"
Seeing that the ink carp could not calm down, the horse shook his head and kept neighing.
"It's frightened." Mo Li stroked the horse's mane and sighed.
Meng Qi put down Young Master Qiu and looked at the horse with his arms in his arms.
- Why didn't Dr. Mo say that the gerbil was frightened? Didn't even touch it.
The horse gradually recovered under the comfort of Mo Li. Mo Li took off the wreckage of the chariot hanging on the horse and gave the horse to Mr. Qiu.
Qiu Gongzi was very stunned. At this moment, he couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north and west, and he couldn't hear anything.
Meng Qi carried Qiu Gongzi onto the horse.
"This way!" Meng Qi identified the direction and continued to go to the official road.
After walking for a while, Mo Li suddenly looked up at the forest beside the road.
Someone is in ambush.
Mo Li's body sank slightly, and the moment he landed, his right foot exerted force, and four or five stones were kicked up.
With a flip of his hand, the stone immediately changed its trajectory and shot out towards the woods.
At the same time, Meng Qi raised his left hand without anyone and drew a half-arc in the void.
The inner strength burst out, and the leaves danced wildly.
"Kakkaka."
A series of rapid machine springs sounded, and ropes appeared near the ground and tree trunks. It was obvious that someone had already set a trap.
Some ropes brought out sharp blades that were spinning, and some ropes buckled down into a big net.
It's a pity that these traps were all in vain. Meng Qi swept the ground in front of him with his inner strength, causing the organs to activate in advance.
Meng Qi's feet kept passing by.
Mo Li followed closely behind, holding the reins in his hand and touching his waist with the other.
Qiu Gongzi hurriedly hugged the horse's neck, looked at the traps in front of him in horror, and shouted, "This can't be walked, and the horse can't get past it."
- This is a galloping horse!
Meng Qi reached back at the right time, and Mo Li threw the soft sword accurately.
The purple sword light swept past, and the sword cut off dozens of trees, and the ropes hanging on the trunks and branches also turned over.
Qiu Gongzi looked up and saw the slowly falling tree trunk, his eyes were about to fall out.
Going to be hit!
At this time, the knife in the sleeve of the ink carp shot, and in an instant, seven knives were slashed, and the entire tree trunk was cut into a similar shape and sent into the pothole that appeared on the ground.
The horse's hooves landed firmly on the tree trunk and ran quickly across the trap area.
Until this time, there was a shadowy figure in the forest, which was smashed by the stone thrown by Mo Li before.
They whistle, followed by the familiar sound of a machine spring.
"crossbow."
Meng Qi snorted coldly, he turned around and directly exchanged places with Mo Li, protecting Mo Li and the others behind him.
Holding the sword in his hand, the sword was as majestic as a mountain, and the arrows fell to the ground like a torrential rain.
Meng Qi kept at his feet, facing the second wave of arrow rain with another sword technique.
The sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the momentum is like a rising dragon, and it goes straight to where the crossbow arrows come from.
"boom."
The trees fell, and all those who didn't have time to escape were crushed.
Meng Qi stood on the sloping tree trunk with his sword in his hand, and said, "Hiding the head and showing the tail, is this the ability of the Holy Lotus Altar?"