The two dead were thrown into the Temple of the Earth.
The rainstorm has just stopped, and the wind blowing is still cool, but as the sun reappears, the water will evaporate quickly.
In the evening, it will be as hot as a steamer here.
"They just left?" said one of the dead men in disbelief.
He wasn't killed, he wasn't tortured, he wasn't even deprived of martial arts.
Such a cunning and ruthless mysterious master, a doctor who can even save people who commit suicide by taking poison, just let them go
"It makes it clear that we want to see where we go and follow us."
Another dead man gasped and said that he was the one who took the poison before. Although he was treated in time and there was no life-threatening, the poison still caused a certain degree of damage. He was completely weak, his throat was burning, and his stomach was twitching all the time.
The inner strength exerted by Meng Qi not only made them feel unbearable pain, but also stimulated the spirit of the dead man to some extent.
Now that the pain was gone, the man he feared was gone, and the dead man began to groan.
"He wants to see us panic, wants to know if we... are telling the truth, wants to intimidate... can't go back, can't... "
The dead man's voice became choppy and gradually turned to incoherence.
The other person originally wanted to agree, but looking at the appearance of his companion, his expression was complicated.
Being accused of being a dead man, naturally, he was already ready to die. The sooner you die, the better, as it will drag on for a long time in the hands of the interrogators, but it will be a torment. Deliberate laxness of interrogators, allowing them to escape and follow them is also a common tactic.
The dead won't be fooled, the fact is that the moment they go out to carry out the order, they won't go back.
They are pawns destined to be abandoned.
Behind a big tree not far from the Earth Temple, Mo Li couldn't help but ask, "What is he thinking?"
Meng Qi's acupuncture technique didn't last long, and the people inside should have been able to move freely before half an hour.
This earth temple is very simple, there is no incense burner in front of the door, and the entrance is the shrine to worship the earth. Although the temple is complete, the tiles do not leak water and the walls do not leak air, and there are some dry offerings on the offering table, but the incense is really not strong.
Simple enough that the ink carp can see the people inside at a glance.
"It seems that they are not planning to leave." Mo Li frowned.
Meng Qi came out from the other side of the tree, holding the robe he just took off in his hand.
He's removing the stitches.
The thread for sewing the robe is naturally very firm, and it is twisted in two layers at the front and back, which is very inconvenient to disassemble.
Summer's clothes are thin, and now he only has a white underwear on his body, Mo Li slightly tilts his head and does not look at it.
"Doctor, you don't need to do this." Meng Qi stretched out his arm and gestured.
Obscene clothes are clothes that are worn close to the body. In fact, they are not very shameful. They are usually long-sleeved and long-trousers, which are very tightly covered. The summer shirt is slightly shorter, and the half of the arm below the elbow is exposed. Strictly speaking, farmers go to the ground wearing less clothes than this.
However, the etiquette is such that you cannot see people only in obscene clothes.
Unless it is an extremely intimate relationship, or family, it refers to the people who serve in the family, servants and servants and the like.
Now... the relationship is fine, it's just that it's in broad daylight after all.
Mo Li is not a pedantic master who strictly observes etiquette, because when he treats diseases and saves people, he doesn't care about these things, but seeing Meng Qi Lao shaking in front of him like this, he has a feeling of picking up the gerbil, stuffing it into a bamboo cup, and putting it in his arms. , the urge to make it calm and honest.
- Don't always do these misleading and frightening actions.
When the two dead men saw Meng Qi Tan Ran undressing just now, their eyes were about to fall.
"doctor?"
"...Nothing, you said why they didn't leave?" Mo Li turned to look at the Earth Temple.
"What the interrogators can think of, they can too." Meng Qi didn't care, and continued to remove the thread on the robe.
His movements were so skillful as if he had removed his clothes a hundred times, and Mo Li couldn't help but look sideways.
"You are this?"
"Oh, people have a bad habit, no matter what kind of secret news they like to write on a note, and then sew it into the interlayer of clothes or shoe uppers." Meng Qi spread his hands, and then quickly said, "Of course, don't think about the dead man. , usually there is nothing, and there is something that misleads you."
Mo Li had no intention of returning to the Temple of the Earth to take off the clothes of the two dead men. He just stared at Meng Qi and said, "So, are you familiar with the wiring on the clothes?"
"… "
Although I was looking forward to the clothes the doctor made for me, I still had to justify it.
"No, I'll only tear it apart, but I haven't sewed it." Meng Qi picked out the seam thread accurately, and then pulled it off, with a helpless expression, "It's like this."
Whether it was a state division after the establishment of the Chu Dynasty, or leading troops to fight before the establishment, there is no need for Meng Qi to sew the news personally.
Mo Li did not relax, and continued to ask: "So you mean that the two dead men inside can sew clothes?"
"Maybe." Meng Qi had a bad premonition.
He refused to wear clothes made by dead men, so what about the doctor who agreed to do it himself
"Doctor, this... I can try it. As the saying goes, reading a book a hundred times is self-seeking. After removing so many threads, I am familiar with these stitches and sewing techniques. Why don't we think about it together?" Meng Qi actively suggested.
Mo Li just looked at him and said nothing.
Meng Qi raised his heart and vowed secretly that the matter must be resolved quickly.
"Okay, first of all we need to find a suitable thread." Mo Li suggested calmly.
"You can buy more and practice your hands on old clothes first."
Meng Qi couldn't wait to take Mo Li out of here immediately.
What dead men have been thrown into the Temple of the Earth, let them fend for themselves!
Meng Qi snatched the cloth that Mo Li was holding in his hand. He folded the two pieces of cloth together, draped it over his body at will, and couldn't wait to walk out.
There was a smile in Mo Li's eyes.
The gerbil is round, soft and lovable, and a certain dragon wants to pretend to be stupid and sit back and enjoy it, but there is no door!
Mo Li might not be able to see what the dead man was thinking, but he could see that Meng Qi was not in a hurry at all. Those two people were thrown out, but they really didn't care. They didn't want to follow them, nor did they want to continue digging out other clues in them.
Or, new clues should be brought by others.
There is a murder in Mipu, and it will soon spread throughout the small town.
Everyone who knows the details of the rice shop, or wants to know what is special about this rice shop, will go to the rice shop to dig three feet.
If those people end up with nothing, they can only turn the target to them - the two people who took away the murderer of the rice shop in front of everyone's eyes.
Why did the shopkeeper of the rice shop die, and why did someone kill them? This secret is hard to hide, especially for Fengxing Pavilion, the killer of Piaoping Pavilion should not be slow. Even the Jianghu people who are local snakes may be fascinated by gold, in short, no one will give up easily.
Piaoping Pavilion's business is 600 taels of gold. Other businesses are not so big, but they are definitely not small.
If you master the money transportation route of this mysterious killer organization, it is not difficult to intercept a vote from it, and then take the money to a distant place and disappear without a trace, which is a very tempting temptation.
Although the risk is high, wealth is at risk.
People like Mr. Cai have seen a lot and experienced a lot. Now they just want to be safe and be able to refuse this temptation. But it's not necessarily true for other people, the Changxin gang leader can't, and even the few Jin Yiwei of Qi Chao who have been covering up as a bodyguard all the year round can't.
gold.
Whoever has gold can do many things that he wants to do.
Get away from everything you have, enjoy the wine and beauties, go incognito to another place to be a rich family member, or rebel like the Si family...
"This is a trap." Mo Li suddenly said.
The Sijia Rice Shop reminds people of the Sijia.
After the identity of the shopkeeper of Mipu was revealed, some people's eyes would follow the 600 taels of gold paid by King Wu to the killer organization, and turn to the mysterious channel of Piaoping Pavilion, while others would think of the gold from the Si family. Hiding a part here
Since the Si family wants to rebel, they always have to stay behind.
Even if that's not the case, I can't help others to think so.
The ink carp walked slower and slower, and the expression between his eyebrows became more and more serious. He suddenly turned back and swept towards the Temple of the Earth.
"doctor?"
Meng Qi noticed the movement and immediately turned his head, then sighed.
In the Temple of the Earth, one of the two dead men has become a corpse, and the other is missing.
Mo Li could see at a glance that the corpse was strangled to death, and there were blue-purple palm prints on the neck.
The body was still warm.
"He didn't go far." Mo Li got up immediately to identify the traces on the ground.
The footprints are not complicated. He and Meng Qi have a very high level of lightness. Even if they walk on the muddy road due to heavy rain, they will only leave a shallow trace. Although they had no intention of hiding their whereabouts, no one liked to step on the mud, so there was only one footprint visible outside the Temple of Earth.
very conspicuous.
The trees nearby were difficult to block the figure, Mo Li found a high place, and soon saw the stumbled figure.
Mo Li was about to chase, when a hand stretched out from the bottom and grabbed him.
Meng Qi shook his head at Mo Li: "He won't go back to his master. He knows very well that we might follow him."
"Then what is he doing? Why did he kill his companion?" Mo Li asked inexplicably.
Meng Qi paused, and then whispered: "Like this kind of dead man, even if they are released, they will kill themselves very quickly in order to keep the secret."
"But he's not dead?"
On the contrary, if he kills his comrade, it will never be a dispute.
Mo Li could see clearly, there was no sign of fighting in front of the offering table, and the dead did not resist, as if they were killed in a coma.
Meng Qi's voice sounded in his ears.
"They are not pure dead men. They have other things in their minds besides death and missions. The forces that let them out teach them how to deceive, mislead others, and tell them how to avoid the torture of interrogators, which is inevitable. Let the dead no longer be pure, they will have their own ideas."
When Mo Li heard the sound, he turned his head and looked at Meng Qi.
Meng Qi pressed Mo Li's shoulders and asked in a soothing manner, "How can I make these people willingly give their lives? There must be some things that are more important than their lives in the eyes of the dead."
"Control it with poison and antidote?" Mo Li said subconsciously.
This is the joint influence of Qin Lu and Xue Ting, and it is also the first answer that Doctor Mo can think of.
"It's very close, but it's not reliable, think about it again." Meng Qi continued to explain, "There are many desperadoes in the rivers and lakes, and sometimes they don't even care about their own lives, even if there is an antidote, it may not be possible. Control them."
"Children, wife, relatives..."
Mo Li murmured, Meng Qi nodded, and said solemnly: "The dead are often their servants, loyal and loyal, and there is a large family for the master to command, if they go wrong, everyone in the family will be implicated. Jianghu killers may be fatherless and motherless. They have been raised cold-blooded and ruthless since childhood. They can't do anything except kill, but this is definitely not the case with the dead men raised by aristocratic families or royal families. people of interest."
Mo Li's throat moved, but nothing came out.
Most of the dead men he knew were in the biographies of the assassins.
They are not revenge for the Lord, or they are righteous to eliminate the traitorous ministers and confuse the ruler. Even in the Spring and Autumn Period, there was an assassin in the state of Jin, who was tricked by the master to assassinate and found that the target was a good official, but he was actually doing the opposite, and after realizing it, he crashed his head into a tree.
History books may only remember loyalty and righteousness, and the dead are just a chess piece raised.
No matter what kind of people these two dead men were, they all went down this road and believed that their lives belonged to their masters. Now they say that they are willing to die because what they have cultivated over the years is not loyalty or repayment of kindness, but that death is good for parents, relatives and the whole family
"When we leave, you give them the chance to die."
Mo Li thought that the dead man wanted to die because he wanted to keep a secret.
Since the threat is gone, why should they seek death? If you don't want to be followed, you can just walk around.
Meng Qi shook his head and said, "No... I know that one of them doesn't want to die."
"Because he didn't successfully bite the poison sac?" Mo Li frowned and said disapprovingly, "He wasn't a step behind, he just happened to be seen by me."
"No, it was when he mentioned the account book that he reacted the most." Meng Qi tugged at the cloth on his body and wrapped his arm again, and then said slowly, "He is not afraid of death, but he doesn't need to die now. You don't have to betray the master, maybe you can get the account book and get the gold, most people will be shaken. We gave him this choice because we left and didn't kill him."
"But... you didn't plan to chase him at all before?" Mo Li remembered that after Meng Qi grabbed the cloth, he really wanted to leave, and he stopped himself from chasing after him just now.
Meng Qi sighed, spread his hands and said: "Because he wants to use us, he knows that there are too many forces to track down the account books, including the mysterious Piaoping Pavilion, which he can't handle alone, so all he can count on is We, for example, can take us to the account book and ask for a share of the money, and he is waiting for us to show up."
The ink carp slowly came back to it.
Meng Qi coughed lightly and turned to him.
"He neglected one thing. Dragon veins are not interested in gold. We have as many as we want... By the way, are there gold mines under Qimao Mountain? Although there are not many gold mines in Shangyun Mountain, and they are very deep, there are silver mines. … even more valuable are the many tombs inside the mountain…”
Doctor Mo listened expressionlessly to the gerbils babbling about their belongings.
- I'm really sorry, Qimao Mountain is too small, there is only one ginseng plant that is 300 years old.