In fact, Mo Li also wanted to ask something else.
But the swordsman was willing to answer, Mo Li felt that this guy would not confide a word.
Not only are they loyal to Piaoping Pavilion, but also because the swordsmen are very vigilant towards them - the best way to deal with people who are smart and close to the demon is to not say a word, it is much more wrong, ghost If you know which word is wrong, you will be kicked out.
The swordsman is determined to pursue silence is gold, and Mo Li can only find the answer he wants from his expression and reaction.
As soon as the word "mountain" was uttered, the swordsman's face twitched uncontrollably.
The way he looked at Mo Li was like looking at a lunatic.
Who cares more about mountains than people when asking about their origins
Are mountains so important
Not to mention the swordsman, even the monk Yuanzhi showed a surprised look.
Mo Li didn't find the answer he was looking for, so he had to change direction.
He said calmly and in a steady tone: "I can hear your voice is sick, and naturally I can also hear your accent."
The swordsman wanted to talk nonsense, he was clearly speaking in Mandarin, and he didn't bring any dialect.
Wouldn't it be a joke if the killer exposed himself with just one mouth
"Your official speech is good, but unfortunately some words are unclear, and there are still some clues if you listen carefully."
Mo Li's tone sounded like he was confident, but he was really clueless.
Let's talk about it. For a swordsman who has had ups and downs in the first half of his life, no one can figure out how the accent is attached. If you were sold as a slave as a child, you don't know if the accent was someone who lived in the same house as a slave or the land where you were sold. If it has been sold several times, it is even more difficult to say.
The swordsman also knows this principle, and he is not afraid.
Mo Li sighed secretly, in front of Monk Yuanzhi, he couldn't say the three words Feiheshan.
Yes, it was Luyang Feiheshan that Doctor Mo suspected.
Since Meng Qi mentioned that there is such a mountain in the south of the Yangtze River that is most like the existence of dragon veins, Mo Li became interested.
They went all the way to Feihe Mountain, but they were delayed here by the Four Gangs and Twelve Guilds of Yuzhou and Piaoping Pavilion.
There are so many famous mountains and rivers in the world, and there is not necessarily a dragon vein if there is aura. Even Meng Qi can't be sure that Feihe Mountain really has a dragon vein. Mo Li naturally dare not say that it is the dragon vein of Feihe Mountain that gives the swordsman an aura. Moreover, even if it is, the dragon is sitting at home with nothing to do, and he casually causes trouble, causing the Fengxing Pavilion to run to disturb it.
He has a temperament like a dragon in the world, and he definitely thinks that his family is good everywhere. When he sees outsiders breaking in and looking around, he is absolutely furious.
This can't be done, you have to come to visit, it's hard to deal with offending.
The ink carp thought very far.
Can it be not far? He was afraid that Meng Qi would fight with the dragon veins of Feihe Mountain.
As for why, that's a fish's intuition.
- Seven lakes are surrounded by mountains, waterfalls and springs, and the most important thing in Feihe Mountain is water.
Fish are always fond of water, maybe the ink carp is not good enough, Meng Qi's heart is no longer the taste. If there is another conflict, it must not be fought
Ink carp's heart is hanging.
No one can tell what the dragon veins will become.
Feihe Mountain not only has many streams and lakes, but also many birds. You can tell by the name of the mountain.
Meng Qi is afraid that the dragon vein of Feihe Mountain is a fish, and Mo Carp is also afraid that the dragon vein of Feihe Mountain is a falcon!
The mind here is not enough for outsiders.
"Master, can this person be handed over to me?" Mo Li decided to spread the word.
"This… "
Monk Yuanzhi is in a dilemma.
He used voice transmission to enter the secret, and vaguely said what he had promised Fengxing Pavilion in advance. Mo Li was surprised that the old monk was chasing people so vigorously, and vaguely guessed Fengxing Pavilion. After all, the monk Yuanzhi said that the news of Meng Guoshi was Bought over there.
Now that I have heard it, it is the truth.
Money or money is second, and the main thing is human favor. Fengxing Pavilion is well-informed, and the old monk will inevitably have to deal with them in the future.
Who made Meng Guoshi put on a stance of looking down on the world and not asking about the world? It's all about clothes.
"Master, have you ever thought that Fengxing Pavilion can't find out the origins of these killers. This means that they are not particularly good at hiding, or they have strongholds nearby?" Mo Li took a different approach and persuaded Yuanzhi instead, "We found that place, and we went again. I won't occupy it, I will give it to Fengxing Pavilion as usual."
When Mo Li said these words, he completely imitated Meng Qi's demeanor.
There was no way, among the people Mo Li knew, Meng Qi was the most persuasive.
The teacher is highly respected, and Xue Lingjun is loved by the people, which is completely different from Meng Qi's way.
Master Yuanzhi was still hesitating when a voice came from behind.
The ink carp's expression changed slightly.
I saw the masters of Fengxing Pavilion surrounded Qiujing, and Shi Shiran came over.
"Master, Doctor Mo."
Qiu Jing smiled and folded his hands: "What a coincidence, I heard from my subordinates that there was a sudden gust of wind from Ershan in the west to this direction. There was a gust of wind in the blue sky and daytime, the yellow sand was rolling, and there were faint shadows hiding in it. People who are scared to go home go home, and those who go into the temple to burn incense burn incense, making a mess."
Yuanzhi: "…"
Ink carp: "… "
I underestimated Fengxing Pavilion, can this be found
"You two don't have to do this, just curious, come and see." Qiu Jing is very modest, and looks like he is betting on the number of single dice.
In fact, who knows, there are only a few martial arts masters around here.
Regardless of whether it is related to Meng Qi Moli, monk Yuanzhi, or the mysterious swordsman of Piaoping Pavilion, Fengxing Pavilion is all interested.
What Qiu Jing didn't expect was that he hit three at one time.
Simply sign up, good luck.
Seeing the swordsman in the cloth bag, Qiujing immediately guessed the identity of this person, and the monk Yuanzhi put it in the cloth bag.
"Master is very human, and he was caught before twelve hours passed."
Qiu Jing's weapon iron fan was hacked by the swordsman, and both himself and his subordinates were injured. At this moment, the eyes of everyone in Fengxing Pavilion staring at the swordsman were murderous.
The swordsman was silent, and his body was filled with murderous aura. The last thing he wants is to let people see his face, and now it's completely exposed.
Angry to kill.
Monk Yuanzhi looked at the ink carp in embarrassment. If there was no ink carp, the swordsman would not be able to catch it.
The two of them have not yet cleared the ownership of the swordsman, and the people from Fengxing Pavilion appeared. What is this
"Amitabha, the master of the Autumn Pavilion. The person was caught by Lao Na and Doctor Mo together, only Lao Na said it doesn't count."
Monk Yuanzhi put his palms together and recited the Buddha's name, Mo Li had an idea, took out his money bag and asked Qiujing: "I heard that Master Yuanzhi owed you money from Fengxing Pavilion for the whereabouts of Brother Meng, so he had to catch the killer of Piaoping Pavilion to pay the debt, I don't know. How much is owed, I pay it back, and leave this person to me."
Qiu Jing was choked.
Yuanzhi owes a debt of favor, but how did this debt come from? Did you sell the whereabouts of the person in front of you
Mo Li spoke with sincerity, and people didn't know what to express when they heard it.
"Cough, Doctor Mo is joking." Qiu Jing waved his hand and smiled while holding his face, "Money doesn't cost anything, just because Piao Ping Pavilion has always been secretive, just killing people, every time a life case occurs, it's too late to be caught. It is hard to catch people, often they are either dead or crazy, and I really can't ask anything. Recently, we have found that Piaoping Pavilion is very likely to have something to do with the king of heaven. Master Yuanzhi is concerned about the war at Xuanchuan Pass and is willing to be popular Fengxing Pavilion is grateful for your contribution."
As he spoke, he bowed deeply to the monk Yuanzhi, and his waist was half bent.
Everyone in the Fengxing Pavilion will wink, and they will all salute. The matter rose from silver to southwest and settled down in one fell swoop.
Mo Li sighed secretly and put the money bag back.
- Meng Qi was not there, he said he couldn't win Qiujing.
The national teacher who misses the clothes that faded to pink can tell a Buddhist verse.
Alas, walking in the rivers and lakes is impossible without Meng Qi.
***
Meng Qi didn't know that Mo Li was missing him at this time.
He's still chasing people.
In the distance, smoke rose, and a creaking bullock cart drove down the rough country lanes.
The car was full of dry wood, and beside the driver sat a young man with a blue cloth bundle in his arms.
The two of them were covered in brown and yellow dust. The young man was well-dressed, but the man driving the car was wearing a short coat that was washed white and had patches on.
At this moment, the young man was dozing off leaning on the hood of the car, and his head was bit by bit.
Their figures reflected the gradually sinking sun, like poor people who went out to the market. Because they lived too far, it took a bumpy day to go out. The father, who loves his son, let him doze off when he is tired, and hurry home slowly.
- just looks.
Meng Qi laughed in his heart: He pretended to be good, and the ox-cart also drove in a decent manner.
At first sight of this situation, you may not doubt the identity of the driver. The killer can hide in the crowd, but where can he go to find a cow in a hurry
However, in Meng Qi's eyes, it was the killer who stole someone else's bullock cart. The boy didn't doze off at all, but was tapped on acupuncture points. The speed of the ox cart is slow, donkeys and mules are used to go to the market, how long can the ox cart go in a day? The loess all over his face is evenly distributed on the left side of the driver and the right side of the young man, showing that they have been running around for a long time.
Joke, the sun is not so bad now, but it will be enough at noon.
Cows are the most valuable possessions of the common people. Wouldn’t it be cruel to drive them out under the great sun? Who can do this
And, brought back a truckload of firewood in a bumpy day
What kind of market is this, there is nothing else to buy? What the hell is this place, even firewood has to go to the market to buy it
Thinking of wearing a short patched jacket under black clothes in advance, the Piaoping Pavilion killer was well prepared, but as a result, a bad playbook was put on the shelf, Meng Qi's eyes twitched, and he didn't know what to say.
Don't the current Jianghu people have bad brains? So that this level of camouflage can be fooled
No, there is also Fengxing Pavilion! Meng Qi has seen Fengxing Pavilion's ability. He does not believe that under normal circumstances, the people of Fengxing Pavilion will not be able to catch the traces of these killers, so what is the problem here? wait, normally
Meng Qi's thoughts turned fast.
Taking out the bottom of the bottle he found, Meng Qi felt that the contents in the stone bottle might not be as simple as an antidote.
- They interfered with the actions of Piaoping Pavilion, and the swordsman was forced to flee, leaving behind the pills before leaving. The Piaopingge killer took a pill to relieve his urgent need, and then his escape level fluctuated.
This medicine, the swordsman may not need to take it.
The swordsman is the leader of the killers. Without him, and taking medicine in a hurry, this group of killers will have problems.
"Tsk, I still have to ask the doctor."
Meng Qi suddenly missed Mo Li and walked around the rivers and lakes. Without a doctor, it was like something was missing.
The author has something to say: wake up, you guys have only been apart for a long time, what do you think