Ink carp likes water, but does not like to bathe in hot water.
Is it okay to soak fish in hot water
When Qin Lu just picked up his apprentice, he found that the child was very nervous when it was time to take a bath, pulling the edge of the wooden barrel and refusing to go down.
It's hot water!
Warm water is also hot water!
However, Mr. Qin didn't understand, and thought that the ink carp was afraid of water. After all, this child was fished out of the water after the flash flood broke out. For a little old man, he is not as tall as a wooden bucket. Taking a shower can scare the child enough, how can it not make people feel distressed
Forget it, let the child stand in the wooden tub and take a bath with a soapy hot towel.
Seeing the ink carp that the aunt next door scraped the fish scales and marinated the fish: "… "
Jump up and run.
There are too many skin babies like this in Zhushan County, and there are people who run from home to the street because they refuse to take a bath... Tang Xiaotang tried to do this, but he or Mo Li, Mr. Qin's In the end, the two apprentices did not become the talk of the neighbors.
Because Qin Lu's martial arts are not practiced in vain, if Pi Wazi catches a pass, he still wants to go to the street even if he can't get out
To wash, and to wash.
Mr. Qin washed the fish for months without knowing it, until the fish understood what a bath was about.
Although Mo Li would prefer to use cold water, the famous doctor, Mr. Qin Lao, obviously wouldn't let a three-year-old baby take a cold bath, not even in hot weather.
The ink carp only washes secretly, and pretends to play with water when it is discovered.
Seeing that Mo Li was gradually returning to normal, Qin Lu, who was a little doll who didn't remember anything, could laugh, talk, and secretly play with water, Qin Lu suddenly felt great comfort, and directly missed the opportunity to know the truth.
After "growing up", the ink carp has an excuse to take a bath in cold water because of its deep internal strength, and the number of cold days is no exception. As a result, Qin Lu mistakenly thought that he was fighting the muscles and bones. It is a good thing for young people to endure hardships. As long as they don't overdo it and damage the foundation, Qin Lu said a few words and was relieved to not ask any further questions.
— Another missed opportunity to know the truth.
Anyway, their master and apprentice have misunderstood each other for more than ten years, not less than this time.
No one knows that the ink carp does not like to take a bath with hot water.
When staying at the inn outside, Mo Li ordered the staff to fill hot water in wooden buckets.
Without him, if someone specially sent cold water instead of hot water, it would be too noticeable. Mo Li is a person who pretends to be trembling when he falls into the ice lake. To others, he is afraid of revealing his identity, and to Meng Qi, he is afraid that he will make fun of himself.
Afraid to take a hot bath, what a new thing. Meng Qi must have known why as soon as he heard it.
The majesty of the doctor must be maintained, otherwise, how will the fat rat drink bitter medicine in the future
When Mo Li stepped into this "Ganquan Soup" shop, his arms were stiff.
As soon as the thick curtain was opened, a burst of heat hit the face.
It's like a kitchen with the lid off the cauldron.
Tang Chi's guys gallantly led the way.
At this time of year, it is so hot to pour a bucket of cold water directly on the body, and the business of Tangchi will naturally decline.
The guy spoke very beautifully in front of Qiujing, but in fact he was sullen, and he gave Fengxingge a long face. There were no guests today, and it couldn't be easier to hang a sign of closure. The pool was cleaned every day, and it was very fast to clean the inside and outside.
"Sir, please, Master please."
The folks at Fengxing Pavilion have great eyes, and after a while, they know who to "please".
He has been following Mo Li's side all the time, and he can't wait to step on the road for Mo Li.
"The troupe was hired from outside, and the people were unreliable, so they were all dismissed. There is only an old violinist and Liu Niang who sang Pingtan. Does the young master have any songs you want to listen to? I'll tell someone to prepare it."
Seeing Mo Li's cold face, the guy didn't know whether he was uncomfortable or dissatisfied, and he quickly said cautiously, "Young master, rest assured, all these qin players and singers are behind the screen, they can't see you, and you can't see them either. "
"How can an orchestral thing stand up to water vapor? Not afraid of going out of tune?" Mo Li asked with a frown.
"This… "
The guy's expression froze on his face, and he looked at the autumn scenery subconsciously.
Qiu Jing shook his fan and smiled without saying a word.
Tang Chi's guy thought, come on, this is probably a difficult role to deal with, and even the pavilion master is watching the fun.
"Young master looks like a connoisseur on the music road. He must have collected a lot of famous wooden qin at home? When listening to music and playing the qin, he searches for the ancient temples in the mountains, clear springs and stone streams, burns an incense burner and says a few poems. But here we are. Those who come and go, those who spend money are doing business, and those who receive the money are hard-working people. It would be good to take the money back to exchange for rice and grain. How can you take care of that much. I’m not afraid of your jokes, but I’m very unconvinced when I’m young, let’s What is the difference between Tangchi and those arty buildings and painting boats? Isn't it without the face of a literati? The same does not wear clothes, but there is no fat powder, no skin and flesh debts. Lying on the splendid high bed with my sister's arms on my pillow, even if I listen to it What if it's a famous song in the world?"
Mo Li didn't expect that one sentence would lead to such a long list of guys.
Monk Yuanzhi was deeply touched, sighing, even though he had a famous qin in his hand and had superb skills, what was the difference between falling on the dusty and dusty ground and being damp day and night in a soup pond? All are unfortunate, all are people in the sea of misery, but they are struggling to survive.
Ink carp: "… "
The principle is this principle, but the instrument will still be out of tune when it gets wet.
The old monk is too fooled.
If Meng Qi can succeed, so can others.
Looking down at the cloth bag in his hand, Mo Li's thoughts at this moment are the same as those of the swordsman: I can't say it, so I decided to keep my mouth shut.
Qiu Jing tapped the man on the shoulder with the fan handle, and walked over with a laugh.
The other people in the soup pool looked at the guy with envy and jealousy. This is the appreciation of the pavilion master!
Fengxing Pavilion sells news, and it is very important to be tactful. What is even better than this is the ability to mine news.
Mo Li's eyes were vacant. He found that the autumn scenery was a woman's business, and not everyone knew about it in Fengxing Pavilion. Otherwise, it could be arranged in the bathhouse? The guys here will take them directly to a pool that can directly accommodate ten people
Speaking of which, the pool is very nice, only half of it is inside the house.
Outside is a small courtyard surrounded by high walls, planted with a piece of bamboo. The screen on which the violinist sits is behind the bamboo, a distance from the pond.
The mist rises, lingering among the bamboo leaves, and it is quite artistic.
There are chairs and stools beside the pool, some can lie down, some can be leaned on, some are underwater and some are by the pool, and there are delicate wooden plates floating in the middle of the pool.
"Is there no separate room?" Mo Li turned his head and asked.
The man seemed to have seen the cloth bag and the people in the cloth bag. He bowed with a smile on his face and said, "How can it be, my son, please."
Then the ink carp entered an empty room with a bamboo couch.
There is also a pool, which is empty.
"Young master, you put the person in the pool, tie your hands and feet to expose your head like this, the four walls won't slip, and you won't be able to get up no matter how hard you struggle."
Ink carp: "… "
There is no need to torture prisoners like this.
The guy smiled and pushed open the small door next to him.
I saw the curtain hanging down on the ground, separated by a bamboo screen, behind a pool of clear water, with flowers and trees planted beside it.
It is a house, it is better to say that it is a pavilion with only a roof. A wooden wheel mechanism pumps the water up, and when it reaches the top of the pavilion, it flows down the eaves and corners, shaped like a waterfall. The breeze was blowing, and the room was cool.
"There is a spring here. The water is a little hard. You can't make tea into your throat, but it's perfect for bathing. Is your son satisfied?"
Ink carp has only read about similar institutions in books. The copper pavilion with hollow pavilions and pillars can be heated by burning coals in winter. Even if it is windy and snowy, the pavilion is as warm as spring. In front of him is the exact opposite setting. The pavilion and pillars are also empty, just filled with ice cubes and other things, plus the endless stream of water, which immediately blocks the hot air.
"I don't want to see such skills here." Mo Li was very surprised.
Whether it is ice cubes or charcoal, the cost is huge, and most of them are used by palaces or noble families. Runxian is only a small place, and the outside of this Ganquan Tangchi is also unremarkable. How can there be such a big hand
"Young master doesn't know, it's not the time of the Chen Dynasty, only the rich and powerful can enjoy good food and good food, and now the richest salt merchants in the Huaiyang area. The house is inexhaustible. How can they get rich when they get rich, but the money is something outside the body, can’t keep it, why don’t they spend it hard?”
Mo Li was stunned when he heard the words, and immediately understood the meaning of the man's words.
The world is not peaceful, and it is not enough just to have money.
Qian can invite a nursing home, and he can make little devils run the mill, but against real dignitaries and masters, let alone money, he can't even save his life.
The man said with a smile on his face: "Our house just pretends to attract guests, which is far worse than the real Liushui Pavilion. I heard that the one in the south of the Yangtze River can accommodate more than ten people. It is brightly lit at night and colorful embroidery is brilliant. It is said There is also a name, called 'The Palace of Qingshu in the world, the Palace of Cold in the sky'."
After that, a few more servants knocked on the door and came in, bringing seasonal melon and fruit cold cakes and tea.
The thoughtful greeting made Mo Li suspect that Fengxing Pavilion wanted to recruit himself in this way.
——Probably from the collected information, I can see that Mo Li Meng Qi has been "suffering" all the way, without food or clothing.
Mo Li rejected the person who played and sang, and also rejected Master Tang Chi who knocked his back and rubbed his shoulders, and the boy who learned ventriloquism. Step into the courtyard.
I saw that the courtyard was densely planted with bamboo, and I could see a few other courtyard walls and hear the sound of water over there.
It is said that it is concealed and concealed, but if someone really wants to come and peep, it will be no problem to go through the forest and climb the wall.
There are no female guests in the soup pool, so there is no need for strict arrangements. The pool built outside the house is breathable and can enjoy the moon, and it can also be arty.
Even if there are those who are worried about their safety, they only need to instruct the nurses to wait outside the bamboo forest.
Mo Li was alone, but he was not afraid of people from Fengxing Pavilion. This bamboo forest is so densely planted that even a skilled expert can never hide from his eyes and ears, but the swordsman is a little troublesome.
Put it in the house, for fear that there is a secret passage in it, and the swordsman will be robbed.
-Mo Li thinks that Qiu Jing might not do this. Although this person is a woman, she has the spirit of a giant crocodile in the rivers and lakes.
As for sitting beside the pool, who would let unrelated people watch while taking a shower
Mo Li looked at the pond for a while, then turned to look at the swordsman for a while.
The swordsman knew what Mo Li was struggling with, but he was so happy to watch the excitement, and even wished that the people in Fengxing Pavilion would make a fool of himself.
It's a pity that he didn't feel happy for long, and the whole cloth bag was lifted up.
The swordsman watched dumbfoundedly as Mo Li picked up the bamboo couch in the room with one hand and placed it directly at the small door leading to the courtyard.
The curtain tightly covered the bamboo couch, and Mo Li untied the cloth bag and put the person on it, his face turned into the house.
You can see it when you look up like this, and it's hard to rob it.
Swordsman: "..."
What kind of doctor is this? Don't you think this is the wrong way
The ink carp didn't feel it at all.
Going into the water is not a bath for him.
The pool water is a living spring. There are not only springs under it, but the water can also flow away from the gaps between the stones, so it maintains a clear and bottomless appearance at all times. If it weren't for this, it wouldn't attract the ink carp's intentions.
When people soak in the pool water, they can feel the subtle currents constantly scouring their limbs.
Except for the lack of spiritual energy, it is simply better.
Mo Li loosened his hair, regretting that it couldn't change back to its original shape. He closed his eyes and let the water slowly soak through every inch of his skin.
If others can see it, they must be horrified, because the figure of the ink carp has completely submerged in the pond, and even its head is not exposed, as if it does not need to breathe at all.
The sound of silk and bamboo playing and singing was faintly heard in the distance.
With the sound of running water around the pavilion, people can't help but feel sleepy.
The water is the most familiar and relaxing environment for ink carp, and it is inevitable that it has suffered some influences. Although he hadn't slept, his spirit was slightly relaxed and he missed the chance to notice something strange.
- The bamboo forest undulates slightly, as if being blown by a gust of wind.
The visitor is integrated with the surrounding atmosphere, as if it is part of the flowing water and the breeze.
Meng Qi was originally going to the noisy place of Sizhu, but when he passed this small pavilion, he suddenly paused and turned around hesitantly.
Under the bright moonlight, there was a faint shadow in the spring pool.
The waves swayed, like a ghostly mirror that captured the soul.
Meng Qi couldn't help but get closer.
"who?"
The spring pool suddenly made waves, and the water droplets flew away, drenching Meng Qi's face.
It's not that Meng Qi couldn't escape, but he was stunned.
"Mo, Mo... Doctor? Why is the doctor here?"
"Is it unusual for me to be in the water?" Mo Li asked back.
Meng Qi opened his mouth, his mind buzzing, but his eyes were only fixed on Mo Li.
Just now, I could faintly see black scales appearing on the chest, abdomen and arms of the ink carp. As the water droplets fell, they quickly disappeared. If it was replaced by others, they must have thought it was an illusion. , know what happened.
He swallowed hard, his fingertips trembling slightly.
Ink carp has no clothes on.
In fact, the ink carp is red. Meng Qi had also seen the topless appearance, but the feeling at that time was far less obvious.
- Qi and blood went straight to the top of his head. If Meng Qi hadn't tried his best to control it, there would have been indecent changes on the spot.
The white and slender body, the dark and bright scales, and the inhuman monster.
The moment the scales appeared, the abundant spiritual energy floated along with it, and the body under it was the bell of good fortune, the ultimate in the world.
The straight teach people can't wait to swallow it.
Meng Qi was stunned. It was just like when he looked at the mountain-colored picture scroll and thought it was beautiful. The normal appearance of the ink carp would never cause him to lose control, and he needed to have scales.
Meng Qi's soul flew out of the sky, Mo Li found that his expression was wrong, and when he looked at it, he found that Meng Qi had some evil spirits that had not dissipated.
It was this suffocating energy just before that shocked the ink carp.
"You killed?" Mo Li's expression changed, worried that Meng Qi's old illness would relapse.
"Uh, um, um."
Meng Qi responded vaguely, his mind was chaotic, and his heart was full of what Mo Li looked like just now.
Seeing that this is not good, the ink carp must drink medicine.
When I didn't have time to find clothes and put it on, I leaned against the edge of the pool to get my pulse checked.
"hand."
Meng Qi instinctively stretched out his hand, and then Doctor Mo raised his eyebrows and looked at Meng Qi expressionlessly.
Meng Qi looked back.
After a while, Meng Qi suddenly came to his senses, withdrew his hand like lightning, and scolded himself for being a pig brain.
How could he dare to give his hand to the doctor when his mind was moved
what is this
Tell the ink carp bluntly, do you want the love of fish and water
Mo Li was not as calm as his face.
Although he was not wearing clothes, he was still in the pool. Meng Qi was not an outsider, and he would occasionally see him when he was changing clothes.
Except for the time when the two admitted frankly for the first time, Meng Qi was no different in normal life. Mo Li has always thought that dragon veins are different from mortals in the world, and they are born with desires. Looking thin, not anxious about those things.
Mo Li himself is like this, so he thinks Meng Qi is the same.
It now appears that he was clearly mistaken.
Mo Li racked his brains to think about what was different about him just now, and how did it stimulate Meng Qi
This thought, coupled with his expressionless face, made Meng Qi panic.
"Why is the doctor here? I heard people from Piaoping Pavilion say that this soup pool is their sub-rudder, so I found it."
"Huh? This is the place of Fengxing Pavilion, how did it become... Wait, how many killers have you caught?"
Mo Li turned to Meng Qi subconsciously. The latter actually knew that there might be something wrong with the confession he forced to ask, but he was just taking a look at it. Anyway, he had an appointment with the doctor to meet in Run County.
"Yes, I caught up to where they were hiding, and found that they were all wicked gangsters. Somehow, I had a seizure..."
Meng Qi was going to pretend to be sick, as long as the doctor can be fooled, the bitter concoction will be bitter.
Mo Li's eyelids lifted, and he suddenly said, "The night you first arrived in Yongzhou at Yeji, you pretended to fall ill, and insisted that you were going crazy. In fact, you wanted to spend the spring with me. Evening."
Meng Qi almost bit his cheek.
"What did you see just now, why are you suddenly excited?" Mo Li was deeply rooted and did not relax.
Meng Qi's face turned red and white, thinking hard about his words, and at the same time looking left and right, hoping to find an opportunity to change the subject.
At this moment, he suddenly discovered that there was still a couch beside the spring pool, the curtain was low, and there was a vaguely lying person on it.
Thinking that Mo Li mentioned that this is the place where Fengxing Pavilion was, Meng Qi was furious.
"Fengxingge An dare to insult me? Send someone to serve the pillow seat?"
He was so angry that he even forgot that Mo Li would never allow people to sneak up on the bed.
The invisible spirit shredded the curtain in an instant, causing the person on the couch to roll twice and almost fell to the ground.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Mo Li took action to remove Meng Qi's palm strength, otherwise the swordsman whose limbs and joints were dislocated would be completely crippled by this fall.
The swordsman didn't appreciate it at all, stared at Meng Qi and wanted to scold him, but his face twitched when Meng Qi and Mo Li's words "shocked the world" just now.
- Serving a fart seat
- Who the fuck is this? What's the matter with him
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