Although Meng Qi's expression was natural, his eyebrows folded, and he looked troubled by his illness, Mo Li couldn't help but wonder if this was a conspiracy? Otherwise how could there be such a coincidence
Let’s talk about elixir first, who would raise elixir at home? Can you survive
Without enough aura, the elixir will slowly wither.
- Meng Qi's rhetoric is like a specially designed lie after knowing Moli's preferences.
But the problem is also here. Mo Li is very careful every time he enters the mountains. Even Qin Lu doesn't know that he is growing ginseng and raising white foxes. Who knows his hobbies? Besides, the fat rat, its existence is very bizarre to ordinary people, and it only appeared once.
If this is a conspiracy, only the wandering soul can do this.
Mo Li's back was cold, he tried his best to keep his expression calm, as if he was untouched, while paying attention to Meng Qi's reaction.
- Such a deliberate method, but it did not achieve the expected effect, the conspirators are more or less, there will always be some abnormal.
Mo Li thought so, but he couldn't find even a trace of anxiety or dissatisfaction in Meng Qi.
"… "
Forget it, there is a specialization in the art industry.
If it is more intriguing than intrigue, Mo Li believes that he is not an opponent, but he is a doctor. Those who deliberately want to pretend to be sick will have nothing to hide as long as they have the first pulse.
"I've never encountered this kind of disease before, and I'm not sure if it can be cured. Allow me to take my pulse." Mo Li said it indifferently. In fact, for those who practice internal skills, the wrist pulse is the gate of life, and it is blocked by others. , it is equivalent to tying your hands and feet. If the famous doctor he met was also a master of the family, it would be no different from handing over his life.
Mo Li and Meng Qi were just acquaintances for the first time, and they were still very unfamiliar.
Giving trust to strangers is not an easy task.
"You use a bladeless knife. You are Qin Lu's apprentice. I believe in the vision of the genius doctor Xuan Gourd." Meng Qi thought for a while and quickly made a decision.
Even though he was eager to seek medical treatment, Doctor Mo still felt the pressure - this person is so cunning, he didn't say he trusted him, but actually said he trusted Mr. Qin. In the face of the teacher's reputation, can he go back and not see it
cannot.
Mo Li's face was cold, since it was a patient who was sent to the door, why not take a look.
So there was such a strange scene in the snowstorm. Surrounded by wild countryside, it can be said that it is not very particular about it.
As soon as Doctor Mo's finger touched Meng Qi's wrist, he was shaken by an inch.
The expression of the ink carp changed slightly, so strong internal strength, what kind of exercise is this
Inner strength is generally biased towards the Taoist method, pays attention to the long breath, and means that the heaven and the earth are constant, and the trickle flows into the sea. Such domineering inner strength, aren't you afraid of damage to your meridians? This kind of martial arts that kills a thousand enemies and hurts eight hundred people, logically speaking, is a low-level learning, and it will be short-lived if you learn it.
Doctor Mo slowed down and tried to detect his pulse again, then he was stunned.
He looked up at Meng Qi in disbelief. At this moment, he finally understood what Qin Lu said back then, and accidentally discovered what it was like to be a martial arts genius.
Is this natural meridian strength
The inner breath flowing in it is like the Yangtze River, not only that, but also means that the power of flesh and blood can be several times that of ordinary people. On the other hand, in ancient times, wrestlers could lift cauldrons and beat mad horses to death with one punch in a busy city, precisely because they were gifted.
When Qin Lu met Mo Li, he was reluctant to let go, because of such talent, it would be a pity not to learn martial arts.
Now that Mo Li met Meng Qi, the other party's talent was ten times higher than his, so high that Doctor Mo began to doubt his life.
Can mortals achieve this level? How did such good bones come about? Can you get to know Ling Zun and Ling Tang? Did your ancestors have people with extraordinary talent, on the father's side or the mother's side? If not, how old were Ling Zun and Ling Tang when they had you? Where did they live back then, was it a blessed land with abundant spiritual energy
Mo Li's thoughts were like wild horses, and in a blink of an eye, they ran to an unknown distance.
Meng Qi watched helplessly as the other party pressed his wrist, his mind wandering was too vain, and he didn't recover for a long time.
Although their martial arts practitioners are not afraid of cold and heat, is it wrong for them to stand here drinking the northwest wind
"… Doctor?"
"Um?"
Mo Li finally reacted, he coughed dryly, put all those thoughts behind his head, and began to take his pulse seriously.
His brows slowly wrinkled, and the frown became tighter.
Meng Qi is indeed ill, some of the small meridians are blocked, and the stagnation is serious, and it should not be pretended, because the location is very difficult—
"Do you have a headache? How many times a day?"
"No."
"...There is something wrong with the meridians near your Baihui point," Doctor Mo said, thinking inwardly. If he changed to an ordinary person, he would have a splitting headache, but this patient's body is different from ordinary people.
Mo Li did not dare to instill spiritual energy at all. He was afraid that it would cause the opposite effect. The internal force would protect the meridians. Now that the meridians were opened up, the obstacles encountered were also internal forces.
"Your illness is caused by an infatuation and cannot be cured by others, because your martial arts are too high and your internal strength is too strong. Acupuncture and moxibustion are not easy to use, and decoctions are not easy to use. Logically speaking, the safest way is to invite someone with internal strength to help you. The masters in the world will guide you to open up the meridians, but I suspect that there are no such masters in the world."
Mo Li twitched the corners of his mouth, and couldn't help but say, "And the meridian blockage is only an incentive. Even if it is opened, it can only control the disease and prevent it from becoming more serious. The current disease will not disappear."
"how so?"
There was finally a stern look in Meng Qi's eyes, and Mo Li was subconsciously surprised by that awe-inspiring state.
It seems that Xue Lingjun did not lie, Mo Li thought.
However, he did not buy the patient who threatened the doctor. Doctor Mo withdrew his hand and said slowly: "The incentive is like a fire, and the porridge in the pot is boiled. If the fire in the stove is removed, can the porridge immediately turn back to rice? "
"… "
Meng Qi looked at the young man in front of him, not sure whether the other party was making a serious diagnosis or making fun of himself.
Illness comes like a mountain down, sickness goes like a thread. If you are unlucky, wait until the disease is not only the root and the body will also be destroyed.
"Doctor Xiao Qin..."
"My surname is not Qin." Mo Li was prepared, so he changed his name when he opened his mouth, "My surname is Mo, you said that after you have a seizure, you will kill people, and the ones who kill are the Jinyiwei who destroyed your house. Could it be that the servants in the house just now participated in this matter?”
"Yes, only Kun Qi is not among them."
"... the one who killed the member with a hidden weapon, pear flower needle, and then committed suicide?"
Mo Li thought of that thin man, and suddenly wondered. It stands to reason that this group of people came for the treasure of the previous dynasty, why did they focus on Tang Xiaotang? When the thin man was talking with the member outside in the study, he once said something in a very low voice that the member didn't hear clearly, but he didn't avoid Mo Li's ear.
The thin man thought that Qin Lu lived in seclusion in Zhushan County, not for the treasures of the previous dynasty, but for a little baby.
So what happened to Candy? The ink carp was puzzled.
"Then what happened to the treasures of the previous dynasty?" Mo Li asked.
"I don't know." Meng Qi said slowly, "I don't remember anything, I even forgot my name, but for a person like me, even if I forget it myself, there will always be someone else to help me remember it. Doctor, have you tried to walk into the door of the inn just now, and suddenly someone pointed at you and shouted your name, and then fainted?"
"… "
This is very terrifying. What kind of reputation can make people fearful after fifteen years of the collapse of the previous dynasty
Mo Li simply suspected that Meng Qi was bragging about himself, but the other party obviously didn't need it.
"So you call yourself Meng Qi, but in fact you don't know whether you are the former national teacher?" Mo Li quickly discovered that there was a problem.
"No, I'm Meng Qi."
"reason?"
Doctor Mo asked, but in his mind he thought of what the teacher said, people who have lost their memory also have cognition in their hearts. When they see familiar things and hear familiar names, they will quickly accept them.
However, Meng Qi said, "Why does Doctor Mo ask this question? When you and I first met, you didn't just blurt out my name?"
"… "
No, it's bragging, even if he doesn't realize it himself.
Mo Li thought blankly, and he shook his head at Meng Qi: "Zun Jia's condition is very complicated, and I can do nothing." After speaking, he left without looking back.
"Since this is the case, I can only go to Zhushan County and find the mysterious doctor Xuanhu..."
Before Meng Qi could finish speaking, Mo Li turned around and came back. He stared at Meng Qi, suppressing his anger, and said, "I can't cure it, and neither can the teacher."
"I sincerely seek medical treatment, it is a one in ten thousand possibility, and I don't want to miss it."
Meng Qi said it lightly, but Mo Li dared not let such a person go to Zhushan County. What if he had to compete with Qin Lu to see who is the best in the world? It's good that this person is really Meng Qi. If not, Xue Zhixian has seen Meng Guoshi, and once he denies it, but this person doesn't believe it, what if he insists on forcing Qin Lu and Xue Zhixian to admit that he is Meng Qi? After all, his fault is in his head!
"I can try to cure you." Doctor Mo said through gritted teeth.
Meng Qi actually persuaded: "Don't be embarrassed, I also know that this disease is difficult, if you are reluctant, how can I feel good about it."
"… "
Mo Li held the knife in his sleeve, he thought, he wanted to control himself.