The swordsman endured the pain of dislocation of the limbs and joints, and looked at the two sides in the confrontation blankly.
Mo Li knew that this person wished them to fight quickly, and it was best to fight until they both lost.
The intention of the swordsman is so straightforward that no one can see it at a glance.
Qiu Jing couldn't help but laughed and said, "This brother of Piaoping Pavilion, I will not use swords and soldiers to fight for you. Hey, everyone is going to the rivers and lakes to eat, maybe one day they will ask the doctor to save their lives. How dare you offend Doctor Mo?"
The swordsman was taken aback and looked at the ink carp.
Although this person was checking his own pulse just now, he was trying to cure the disease, and he even talked about kidney failure, but this person's behavior was really bizarre, and he didn't look like a doctor at all.
Would a genius doctor ask for two pieces of clothing as a consultation fee when others are already naked
Would a genius doctor not be tortured during interrogation, not point acupuncture or poison, and use the pulse diagnosis method to expose other people’s childhood experiences? Wait, this approach sounds like a magician. But why don't you care about the killer's origin, but whether there are mountains near your hometown
Thinking of Mo Li and Fengxing Pavilion vying for him, maybe he just wanted to know the problem of the mountain, and the scarred face of the swordsman suddenly distorted.
Mo Li looked at the cloth bag, thinking about how to carry it up and run more easily.
Although there are many people in Fengxing Pavilion, there is not one who can stop the ink carp.
Yuan Zhi bowed his head and recited the scriptures beside him, making the appearance of not helping each other.
Qiujing saw that the situation was not good, and immediately said: "Since the doctor is unwilling to give in, there is no other way. I wonder if you can listen to me."
Mo Li raised his eyes, Qiu Jing coughed dryly, pointed to the cloth bag and said, "I can give it to you first, and Fengxing Pavilion will take over in a day, how about it?"
As soon as the words fell, the people in Fengxing Pavilion started to riot, obviously not very happy.
Don't say a day, give the killer of Piaoping Pavilion a quarter of an hour, and this person may die no longer. It is not that they don't believe in Mo Li, but that the people of Piaoping Pavilion are so evil.
Moreover, it took a lot of effort to come here, and it was hard to catch up with this clue. As a result, I missed a step and failed to find the account book of Sijia Rice Shop in time. Yesterday, they faced Piaoping Pavilion at Sijia Mipu. The swordsman killed several people on their side. Now almost everyone present is injured, even the owner of Qiu Pavilion. How can they give up
"Pavilion Master, this..."
"What's the hurry, Doctor Mo's medical skills are exquisite, haven't you heard about it long ago?" Qiu Jing gave his subordinates a look while saying.
The masters of Fengxing Pavilion were stagnant at first, and then reacted.
"That's right, we originally wanted to find a famous doctor to see what kind of medicine the killers of Piaoping Pavilion were taking, and how they could be mad or die without leaving a half alive."
In fact, the doctors and the others have been looking for them. There are also people in Fengxing Pavilion who have a little knowledge of Qihuang's art. Unfortunately, no one can see what happened to the Piaoping Pavilion killers, and they can't even tell whether they are poisoned or sick.
In Taijing and Qiantang, there are saints of Xinglin among the people, but unfortunately they are all white-haired old gentlemen who rarely visit doctors on weekdays, so they can't bring people here. Besides, it is not necessarily when the Piaoping Pavilion killer will be caught. If there is a delay, it is estimated that the famous doctor can only see the body.
Xinglin Shengshou also had a temper, and found that what Fengxing Pavilion invited them to see was not a living person but a corpse, so he slapped his face and walked away.
Fengxing Pavilion is just a Jianghu organization that sells news, not a dignitary. They can do their best to get these famous doctors to visit the doctor without favor, but they can't force them to find out the cause of death of a corpse.
There is no way, only to find people with excellent medical skills in the rivers and lakes.
Famous doctors in the rivers and lakes are good at treating trauma and internal injuries, and some people can detoxify and detoxify.
The disadvantage is that the better the medical skills, the more erratic the whereabouts, the Fengxing Pavilion is not afraid of finding people, but the fear is that people are not willing to offend the Piaoping Pavilion!
It was so tossing that Fengxing Pavilion almost recognized it, and let his family bury their heads in medical books.
Now reminded by Qiu Jingyi, everyone's eyes lit up, and they hurriedly nodded in agreement.
"It was a coincidence."
- No need to look for the famous doctors of Luo Shizi, to see their faces!
"I heard that the doctor has cured a lot of chronic diseases in the rivers and lakes in Yongzhou and Taijing. The technique of Qihuang is extremely good. It is an honored guest that I can't invite on weekdays."
- Close relationship with the former national teacher! It's a hidden magician!
"It's still the pavilion owner who thinks far, I can't wait."
—Is not afraid to offend the doctor of Piaoping Pavilion!
There was joy on everyone's faces, as if they had thrown off a huge burden, and seemed to have solved a huge trouble. They can't wait to come over and congratulate them, add tea, water, and fans to finish it, as long as they don't let them Studying ancient medical books hard.
Ink carp: "… "
Fengxing Pavilion is an expert in inquiring about news, and these are even more experts in front of him. No one can read their faces if they don't want to.
How happy are you, you don't even have the habit of covering up your emotions
"Okay." Qiu Jing's mouth twitched, she raised her hand and pressed it, signaling everyone to shut up.
If the ink carp understands something.
Oh, it was made for their pavilion master.
It seems that Piaoping Pavilion is very difficult to control the killer's poison, and even Fengxing Pavilion can't find a doctor who can solve this problem.
Mo Li thought to himself, if Meng Qi was here, he should be sitting on the ground and raising the price now.
"Cough, one day is too short, not as good as three days. After three days, I will return the person to Fengxing Pavilion." Mo Li pointed at the swordsman and said.
"If it doesn't work, it won't work, the night is long and the dream is short, and things may change."
Qiu Jing coughed dryly, and a smile appeared on his lips.
It's a good thing to be able to "counter-offer". If you don't want to repay the price, you will have no business at all.
"If the doctor can solve the poison of Piaoping Pavilion's controlled killer, give me a prescription so that I can wait for peace of mind. It will be three days in three days, it doesn't matter."
Mo Li slowly shook his head and said, "This person is not poisoned, and nothing can be seen from him."
Qiujing waved the paper fan in his hand in a hurry, and said in his chest: "This person has brought many subordinates, and now they should have dispersed and fled. Fengxing Pavilion has deployed a large number of people here, as long as they are caught, they will immediately Just bring it to the doctor. If the doctor doesn't dislike it, there is a place to stay, comfortable storage, hot food and hot water, newly-installed clothes, as well as detoxification, torture and other things you need, Fengxing Pavilion can prepare."
Ink carp: "… "
Where is this handing over people to him, it is clear that he wants to turn him and the swordsman to the Fengxing Pavilion.
"George Qiu's good intentions, I took it from my heart, but..."
"It doesn't matter if the doctor doesn't like it. I also ask the doctor to tell us the temporary location so that we can send the captured killer there. The matter is very important. As long as the doctor nods, Fengxing Pavilion is willing to owe the doctor a favor, and then offer a hundred taels of silver. If you want to know about other secret matters in the arena, Fengxing Pavilion will answer three for free."
The ink carp hasn't done much yet, and Monk Yuanzhi's eyes are getting rounder and wider.
Big money!
"Hmph, wasted effort."
The swordsman looked disdainful, how could the poison used by the master be easily solved
Mo Li was not annoyed at all, and directly admitted: "I'm not proficient in the way of using poison, the Autumn Pavilion Master should think about it."
Qiujing was a little surprised, because Mo Li just had to promise, and there was no solution at that time, and Fengxing Pavilion couldn't do anything to him.
Seeing too much preoccupation, I was used to seeing intrigues, and suddenly came a person who insisted on saying one thing, and Qiu Jing was extremely uncomfortable.
She looked at the ink carp again, and a guess suddenly appeared in her heart.
He has the art of resurrecting the dead, and is the best martial artist in the world. He is gentle and elegant, a gentleman like jade, humble and respectful, and there is no one who can't speak to others in his life... How can this description be so similar to a martial arts senior
The mysterious gourd doctor Qin Lu was once the number one expert in the world.
Thinking of this, Qiu Jing hesitated.
What she cares about is not that Mo Li might be Qin Lu's disciple, but if it is Qin Lu himself... It's not impossible, Meng Guoshi is about the same age as Qin Lu, what does Meng Qi's face look like? Too young, too young to be scary.
Since the end of the Chu Dynasty, there has been no news of Qin Lu, and everyone thought that this genius doctor was no longer alive.
After opening his fingers, the time when Qin Lu retired to the arena was not very different from the days when Meng Guoshi abandoned his official position and disappeared.
Qiu Jing's face changed. She felt that her guess was reliable for a while, and then she angrily scolded herself for losing her head. There is no immortality in the world, only strange martial arts. Meng Qi practiced this thaumaturgy by himself, but what happened to Qin Lu? Isn't the internal power practiced by the mysterious gourd doctor not arrogant? This martial arts trick can be learned new, the famous weapon can be thrown away and replaced with a new one, how to change the family of internal skills, only self-destruction of martial arts!
"No no, definitely not." Qiu Jing denied.
Thinking of the news from the Fengxing Pavilion newspaper, Mo Li and Meng Qi had a close relationship. They traveled in the same car all the way to the inn and sat in the same room... The autumn scenery was a little dizzy.
"Dare to ask... Is Master Meng the doctor's patient?" Qiu Jing asked cautiously.
"Huh?" Mo Li was very inexplicable, Qiu Jing stood there with an ugly face, why did he ask Meng Qi again
"nothing."
Qiu Jing let out a haha and calmed down.
The people who eat and live together may not only be close friends, but also doctors who need to take care of patients.
"Meng Guoshi must have also chased the killers from Piaoping Pavilion?" Qiu Jing said, shaking his folding fan with ease, "So, it might as well count as Fengxing Pavilion to ask the two of you to help, and the price is easy to negotiate. It is best to have a prescription for detoxification. Don't ask for it, the doctor can do his best. During these three days, I will evade the interrogation, and whatever the two ask from their mouths will belong to the two. If you want to sell it to Fengxing Pavilion, you will pay the market price. 10%, if the two of you don't want to tell each other, we won't force it."
Conditions are very good.
Mo Li thought about it, he could carry the swordsman away at any time, and he was not afraid of what Fengxing Pavilion would do.
Most importantly, seems to be able to change Meng Qi's clothes
"I heard that there is a Run County nearby. Brother Meng and I have an appointment to meet there."
"Go, make arrangements immediately." Qiu Jing instructed his subordinates, "Find a secluded place where there are no outsiders and no eye-catching, and I will come with the master and the doctor with someone."
When the monk Yuanzhi saw that the matter was settled, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and said to Mo Li: "Amitabha, don't worry. There is nothing wrong with Fengxing Pavilion."
An hour later, Mo Li carried a cloth bag and went to the "secluded" place arranged by Fengxing Pavilion with everyone.
"This, this is also the rudder of your Fengxing Pavilion?" Mo Li's eyes were empty.
Qiu Jing knocked on the folding fan and said with a smile: "This is a good place to learn from the construction of the south, not only this, but it is very comfortable to eat, live and listen to the show."
The guy standing by the side quickly said: "There are no more foreign guests. I heard that the main pavilion is coming, and they have been washed inside and out. Those irrelevant people have been sent away, and they just said that they were packaged by businessmen from Yangzhou. Come down, your honored guest, please."
Mo Li looked at the three characters "Ganquan Soup" hanging on the plaque above his head.
He thought blankly, is he carrying a killer, living in a bathhouse with a monk, a hero who disguised himself as a man
Still waiting for Meng Qi in the bathroom? !
The author has something to say: There are also high-level bathhouses in ancient times, but the problem is that only men enter.
I'm sorry the protagonist didn't meet, the next chapter must otz