On one side is the dragon vein that can change shape, and on the other side is A Furong, who suffers endless calamities. Body surgery, do two things overnight.
It's a pity that there are no monsters in the world, and dragon veins can't do magic.
Wherever Longmai wants to go, he still has to run by himself. If he is not in his own home or has a good relationship with other Longmai's homes that are willing to separate from each other, even the dragon can't change.
- The dragon shape is a collection of spiritual energy in the mountains, not an entity. In a place where the aura doesn't obey, just be a fish/fat mouse.
This place is still 800 miles away from Feihe Mountain, which is the hinterland of Jiangnan. After passing through Yuzhou and entering Jingzhou, the territory of King Yichu Ning, it took another four or five days to arrive.
It sounds out of reach, but in Mo Li's view, it is almost like running all day and night with all his strength. So far... ahem, not too far.
However, it has already happened decades ago that the dragon veins saved people. Although Feiheshan is the main suspect, it is still a mystery whether "it" did it or not. However, A Furong is an urgent matter that urgently needs to get to the bottom of it.
What made Mo Li care about was that there was an intersection between these two things.
Swordsman.
Longmai happened to save a woman. The child born by this woman had a bad fate. Later, she fell into the Piaoping Pavilion and learned a martial arts. The person who rescued the swordsman from the "fire pit" was the owner of Piaoping Pavilion and the culprit who used A Furong to control others.
Therefore, through the experience of the swordsman alone, the mountain spirit was born to help, and the lost southern border holy medicine reappears these two legends.
Coupled with the strength of his superb master... oh, it's very much like the protagonist of the story.
It's almost a matter of repentance. This is the legendary story of being driven by others to collect money and work for your life in the first half of your life, and wandering the rivers and lakes in the second half of your life to see through the world, and convert to Buddhism to atone for your sins.
Mo Li thought of Master Yuanzhi with a strange expression.
-Look, even the eminent monks are ready-made.
It's a pity that the old monk slammed into the head and didn't wake up the killer.
After all, the storybook is the storybook, how can it be so easy to put down the butcher's knife.
"... That swordsman's body is very special, that spiritual energy was obtained in his mother's womb, and it has long since been integrated with his bones and blood. According to the popular words in the teahouse, this is the real innate energy! Not only let the swordsman Even though he has lived to this day, he has also allowed him to practice martial arts and get twice the result with half the effort, which is not much worse than that of Ning Changyuan who was opened up by Mr. Qin. He continued to explain to Meng Qi, "I have studied medicine under the tutelage of Mr. Qin, the genius doctor of Xuanhu. I have been studying medicine for more than ten years. I asked myself that I have no such ability. That dragon vein must know medical skills. I can't understand the internal organs."
Meng Qi's nerves were tense.
What are you kidding, even if you are the same kind, you are still with the ink carp
Look at this compliment!
Listen to the implication in these words that you can't wait to get to know each other immediately!
The Taijing dragon vein couldn't hold back, and hurriedly grabbed a flaw and said, "So, this dragon vein has been transformed for a long time, maybe it is older than you and me?"
"Well, maybe." Mo Li nodded in agreement.
He has studied medicine for more than ten years, and he can only say that he has achieved a little, and dare not boast that all diseases can be cured.
Even Qin Lu, who has traveled all over the world in his life, has a lot of knowledge, and he does not dare to say that he knows the causes of all diseases.
Medical skills take time to accumulate, and human life is ultimately limited.
"That's an old man."
"Yeah." Mo Li was very interested and might be able to ask for a lesson or two.
Meng Qi breathed a sigh of relief, it's good to be old, the older the better.
Then Meng Qi said casually: "This method of using spiritual energy to save people also needs coincidence? For example, if the child cannot be stillborn, then the child must have life, and the fetus has already formed?"
Mo Li heard the words and pondered.
At this time, everyone in Fengxing Pavilion had dispersed and was busy looking for clues to A Furong.
In addition to the swordsman, the other two captives Meng Qi generously gave Qiu Jing.
The breeze is swaying, and the bamboo forest is undulating like waves.
The two used voice transmission to enter the secret conversation, looked left and right at the swordsman, and saw that the other's neck was numb.
"Doctor, I don't know something."
"Brother Meng, please speak."
Meng Qi had a worried look on his face, and after pondering for a moment, he said, "Such a technique of good fortune, that dragon vein saved people, so he didn't go to see the child afterward? He was never curious about the case he encountered by chance. I don't want to know if the child was born smoothly? How is the body and bones, can it be raised?"
"This... should be seen."
As the saying goes, send the Buddha to the west, and save people to the end. As long as you are a doctor, you should not let it go.
Mo Li knew Meng Qi's unfinished words.
The misfortune suffered by the swordsman as a child meant that the dragon vein never reappeared.
Mo Li frowned and said, "According to the scars on this person, it is probably after the age of seven or eight. The child was born seven years ago, and the dragon veins should have already left, or the family moved away..."
"Ordinary doctors really don't ask patients from seven years ago. I think the dragon veins should be different." Meng Qi cut off his mouth and said, "It's not that I doubt the dragon veins, but it is heart-to-heart. If I save a person in this way, It must be taken care of from time to time every few years. It is like raising a ginseng plant with spiritual energy. I always hope that it will grow up well, and if it does not grow well, I will move it to another place! If it is a child, his family is poor and poor. I don't care, if I really want to starve to death, I will secretly feed him a few mouthfuls in the middle of the night, how can I know nothing about his whereabouts?"
The ink carp was stunned.
Yes, if Baihu had to follow his biological parents to live in the next mountain, he would still have to take a look every year and a half.
"This... I'm in a hurry, I don't know the dragon veins? I can't find it afterwards?"
"If it is a dragon vein that has just been transformed, it is possible. Since he is an old senior and knows the world, how can he find nothing if he really wants to find it? The doctor just said that this person has lived like a pig since he was seven years old until he was thirteen or fourteen years old. It's not as good as a dog, in the past six or seven years, the dragon veins also sent a spiritual energy in this person's body, really can't find anyone?"
Mo Li's complexion changed suddenly, and he asked in a trembling voice, "You mean, the Lord of Piaoping Pavilion—"
Is it a dragon vein
This guess is too surprising.
Meng Qi's original intention was just to stop Mo Li's eagerness to see his companion. Mo Li had a good impression of the dragon vein before they met, and Fat Mouse felt bitter in his heart.
However, when the words came to this point, Meng Qi was also shocked. He never had the idea of throwing dirty water on the other party.
"No, that's not what I meant." Meng Qi rubbed his forehead and said embarrassedly, "There is another possibility that the dragon vein did not go to the swordsman. For example, he has saved many people, and the swordsman is not surprising in his heart. , Or maybe he believes in the destiny, he will save him when he encounters it, and then he will drift away when he sees the birth of the child. The Buddha said that everything is a matter of fate and cannot be forced, maybe he is just like that!”
Hearing the words, Mo Li's expression softened a little. He hesitated and asked: "You said, if you tell the swordsman that his real benefactor is the expert medical expert who saved his mother many years ago and let him be born smoothly, he also clearly knows that the Lord of Piaoping Pavilion did not do a good thing, Then you and I pretend to know that senior, will he be willing to reveal some secrets of Piaoping Pavilion?"
"I'm afraid it won't work."
"Why?"
"His mother almost had a miscarriage and was helped by spiritual energy. First, it was too long ago that he was a fetus at the time. If his parents did not say that he might not know about it, secondly, the beating, scolding and abuse he suffered was his own experience. A weak child who was ignored by no one, became a top expert today, which completely changed his life. Comparing the two, even if he knew the truth, he might only recognize the latter kindness."
"But without spiritual energy, he can't even be born..."
"Doctor, for some people, being unable to be born sometimes means not suffering in the world." Meng Qi rarely interrupted Mo Li's words.
The ink carp didn't speak for a while.
There are many mediocre people in the world, many things are wronged by them, and even good things can turn into bad things.
Meng Qi turned around and asked the swordsman, "Do you know that your mother is almost unable to make you born?"
Meng Qi said it again according to Mo Li's proposal, but the next development was different from Meng Qi's assertion. The swordsman suddenly opened his eyes and looked at them dubiously.
Meng Qi stopped.
Mo Li didn't understand at first, but when he saw Meng Qi's complex expressions of shock and anger, his heart suddenly became cold.
- The swordsman's reaction was wrong.
He should be suspicious, or laugh at it, thinking it's nonsense.
Or as Meng Qi said, it is not a good thing to be born in this world full of suffering, how can it be a kindness in the eyes of extreme killers
However, the swordsman kept looking at them, as if he knew the inside story! The swordsman knew that someone had rescued his mother, and he had even seen or heard of this person later, so he now suspected that Meng Qi's statement that he knew that person was false.
Meng Qi wanted to make up for his mistake of unintentionally slandering his peers, but the result was a slap in the face, which further deepened the other party's suspicion.
Maybe this can make Mo Li dislike each other, but Meng Qi will not be happy because of it.
Dragon veins, that is the same kind.
Traveling all over the mountains and rivers to find the same kind.
Meng Qi calmed down, quickly gathered his expression, and said with a chuckle, "What? Don't believe that I know that senior who came and went without a trace and has no reputation in the arena?"
The swordsman was even more hesitant.
The more uncertain he is, the more determined Meng Qi is.
The swordsman is not familiar with that dragon vein! Pavilion Master Piaoping is not transformed by dragon veins! Because the swordsman could not expose Meng Qi's lies.
"That senior doesn't need me to repay my kindness." The swordsman hissed, "He is not a Jianghu person! Although Fengxing Pavilion claims to know everything, in fact, they don't know a lot. You can't use a few words to lie. I have to speak."
"Then he would like to see you kill for a living?"
Mo Li blurted out, but Meng Qi couldn't stop it.
Sure enough, the swordsman showed a sneer, shook his head and said: "Senior does not ask about the world, let alone outsiders, the world is vicissitudes, and the rise and fall of several families have nothing to do with him. How can he take a few lives in his eyes?"
"Your words are inconsistent. Since he saved a woman, he has compassion. You can live in this world for decades because of his actions. Now you have killed countless people, how can he not regret it? ?"
The swordsman's face was ugly. He wanted to refute, but he finally got stuck because he didn't understand the senior.
Mo Li shook his head at Meng Qi, it seems that coaxing from this road will not work, and the swordsman does not know more about the inside story.
"Brother Meng, we set out overnight. Although A Furong is too strong to secretly prescribe medicine, it cannot be ignored."
"The doctor is worried about Piaoping Pavilion's further actions? Gangsters like Tutougui have been missing for ten days and a half months, and no one has bothered. They are a good candidate to be tied and drugged and controlled. Qi Chao and Jiangnan left the Chu forces. Noble, it shouldn't be like this."
"No... If someone claims to be the elixir of life in the name of the holy medicine in the southern border, no matter how unpleasant A Furong smells, some people will take it willingly." Mo Li has no confidence in the world's people who seek longevity and wealth. After all, they even eat mercury .
Meng Qi was stunned, and then he suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly used a voice transmission to enter the secret and asked: "A Furong has analgesic effect, will someone send such a thing to Emperor Yongchen in the name of donating medicine? "
The current emperor of the Qi Dynasty is terminally ill and suffers every day.
No matter what medicine, as long as it is effective, the second prince, the third prince, and the sixth prince, Director Chen, etc. are all willing to ask for it, just asking Lu Ji to live.
The ink carp suddenly changed color.
As the saying goes, seek a doctor in a hurry, and if you care, you will be in chaos. The more people who hope that Lu Ji will survive, the more dangerous Lu Ji will be.
The author has something to say: Lu Yu: ? ?
Author: This is the danger of being a heartthrob, ah, His Royal Highness, oh no, it's Your Majesty now.
[The author forgot that 225 originally sent another 226 in the manuscript deposit box, so it is normal that there is no 225 in the middle, so don’t be surprised to lie down]