After Dezi had finished offering the incense respectfully, the group walked out of the temple.
Dezi also said hello to the Hu Daoist in the temple and said to leave, but the other party was busy fiddling with firewood and did not lift his head.
"Don't blame the two old men. Daoist Hu came from the north. I heard that the whole family starved to death due to famine, and the Qi army took away their wealth. That's why I became a monk." Dezi apologized in a low voice and said sympathetically. , "After a big change, his temperament is a little weird, but he is very nice, he can repair roofs, and anyone in the village that leaks water and rain will invite him to see it."
Meng Qi raised his eyebrows slightly. He thought about several reasons, but he didn't expect this Hu Daoist to use this method to win the favor of the villagers.
Mo Li understands it better. The cold houses in the north are built very solidly, and the roofs are afraid of snow pressure, while the situation in the south is different. There is always a period of heavy rain and light rain in the year. No matter the rich or the poor, their houses must be repaired every year to prevent water leakage. Eight out of ten people who suffer from falls and injuries are due to the roof.
Fall, generally will not fall to death, unless the head hits the ground.
But the injury is so serious that it costs money to see a doctor, and the situation is not very good.
Among them, those who could not be saved in time, those who had no money to continue treatment, those who had purulent wounds... If they were lucky, they would be disabled, if not, they would die.
Therefore, if there is only one or two water leaks, the people would rather put a crock or basin at home to collect water than go to the roof easily.
If there are craftsmen in the village who can repair roofs without money and are willing to work, everyone is really willing to accept them.
"The whole family starved to death due to famine? Is it the severe drought in Yongzhou in the last three years?" Meng Qi asked seemingly casually.
If Daoist Hu dares to go to the roof, he may not know martial arts...
"That's right, it didn't take long for Hu Daoren to come here. He said that he didn't need to build a house. He would just live in the mountain temple as a monk, and he could also help with cleaning on weekdays." Dezi explained with a shy smile, " Although the temple does not need to be repaired, the cleaning work still needs to be done. You can't invite the mountain god and his old man to live in a place full of dust and cobwebs. You have to pull out the weeds to prevent the yellow skin and the mice from making a nest and ruining the temple. Before, every household in the village took turns cleaning."
Meng Qi nodded, so it was.
"Old man?" When Dezi noticed Meng Qi had stopped, he turned his head in confusion.
It was getting dark soon. Although it was not difficult to navigate the boat, it was a wooden plank to get on and off the boat.
He was old, and it was hard to see when it was dark. Dezi was about to urge him, but found that Meng Qi was staring at a courtyard wall of the mountain temple.
The low wall collapsed for a while due to the rain, and the villagers piled them up with bricks.
The collapsed courtyard wall is located at the corner, and there is a large willow tree blocking it. At this moment, the sun is setting in the west, and the light is not in this direction. If it wasn't for Meng Qi staring over there, Dezi wouldn't be able to spot the figure.
"Hu Daoren? What are you doing?" Dezi shouted.
The Taoist who was climbing the wall was startled, he didn't lift his right foot, he tripped over a brick, and threw a dog to eat shit.
Dezi hurried over to check the situation.
Only then did Daoist Hu realize that the three people who should have left long ago were still standing by the pier—the pier was actually two bluestone slabs and a stone pier to which the boat was tied—I don’t know if it was the two old men who were walking slowly. Or Dezi was too long-winded, and when it was getting dark, he didn't look around slowly, and caught himself.
"Oh, it hurts me... Dezi, what are you talking about, people are scared to death and people are scared to death." Hu Daoren clutched his smashed nose, angered.
This time, the fall is a pain in the back and legs, and the face is broken.
Meng Qi smiled without a trace.
Mo Li looked at Hu Daoren's falling posture, frowning slightly.
Then the two looked at each other and tacitly came to the conclusion: This Hu Daoist understands martial arts, but he just pretended not to.
- When he fell, his body was extremely stiff. Originally, he had a jumping motion, but he quickly reacted when he was halfway up, so he stopped the motion abruptly, and let himself fall in a state of embarrassment.
It's okay, but this person is not cruel to himself, and he pretends not to be thorough.
When his face fell to the ground, he tilted his head at the last moment to avoid the bad luck of knocking his nose down.
Meng Qi Mo Li thought at the same time, if he fell, how could he fall without any flaws and not hurt his face.
-Meng Guoshi claims to be first-rate in acting skills, while Doctor Mo is proficient in medical skills, including how to disguise injuries.
Dezi was scolded by Daoist Hu, and he didn't seem to be happy, so he asked directly: "If you don't go through the door, what are you doing over the wall? I have already said that when you go into the woods to dig wild vegetables, don't climb over the wall to save trouble and walk less. The wall of the mountain god's house can't be flipped over casually, it fell right now, where can I get a doctor for you?"
"I'm fine, what doctor please!" Hu Daoren said angrily.
Dezi was so eager to hear this, he waved his hand and said, "Then I'm leaving."
Daoist Hu didn't dare to look up at Meng Qi, and he went back to the temple with a yo-yo screaming.
Meng Qi didn't stop him, and the three of them got on the boat just like that.
Dezi was holding the boat pole, his face was still a little ugly, Meng Qi suddenly asked: "Didn't you say that this person is not bad?"
"...He's weird today." Dezi said with a sullen head.
Meng Qi smiled but did not say a word, standing on the boat head was enjoying the scenery of the lake and mountains under the sunset.
The ink carp has been paying attention to the mountain temple on the shore.
After a while, a pigeon flew out of the woods behind the temple.
The pigeon was going to the mountains. Meng Qi rubbed his fingers in the sleeves of his robe, and said with a smile, "This spy's identity is very good, but he is a bit stupid."
Mo Li said not at all surprised; "If all his subordinates were smart and capable, Ayan Puka would not be like this."
"No, A Li didn't understand what I meant." Meng Qi put his hands behind his back, and said confidently, "This mountain temple is so special, Ayan Puka naturally noticed it, and when he finished checking the fishing village's relationship with the mountain god That strange cognition will make you suspicious of the old people in the village like we do."
"so?"
"If the old man is still living in the village, and the person who stays in the temple is such a fool who can't handle things well, then it means that Ayan Puka has ulterior motives. The spies are just reporting the letter, telling Ayan Puka that we have come , the legend about the mountain god is the clue he left us, and he wants us to dig down the dragon veins according to this clue."
Mo Li frowned when he heard this, and then quietly glanced at Dezi who was punting.
If things were as Meng Qi said, then there would be a problem with Dezi, who took the initiative to lead them along the way.
The loud shout just now also seemed to prevent Daoist Hu from entering the woods to find the pigeon cage without knowing it was exposed. Later, he went to help Daoist Hu. It seemed that the blame was actually helping to explain why he had to climb over the wall.
"Ha, don't worry about the doctor, he should be a real villager, at most he charged a little money, and was responsible for bringing outsiders to the temple to find a chance to say what he just said. So you and I couldn't find out what was wrong with him at first, Until Hu Daoist makes a fool of himself." Meng Qiong continued with great interest, "But according to the villagers' reactions, they really believe in the efficacy of the mountain temple, so what Dezi said may be true. It was fun."
Mo Li couldn't figure out what was interesting, he said solemnly: "Since it is the clue left by Ayan Puka for us, there must be something misleading. If people push it step by step, it may finally lead us to Feifei. In the place where the Heshan dragon veins haunt, I lured the Feihe Mountain dragon veins to appear by my identity as a dragon vein, and I am impatient to accompany him to solve the puzzle."
"Well said!" Meng Qi gestured to applaud the doctor.
The big taboo of a strategist is to follow the path that others have set for you. Even if the truth can be found in this way, it is not enough, because the same thing may be distorted due to the lack or addition of a certain clue.
At that time, the Feihe Mountain dragon veins have been found, but there may have been an opposition between them and the Feihe Mountain dragon veins, or there may have been a misunderstanding.
Mo Li glared at Meng Qi secretly, there were still people on the boat, clapping their hands indiscriminately.
Meng Qi pretended to be sorry and put down his hands.
"When we got to the village, we asked Dezi who was the knowledgeable old man in the village.
"The old man must say a place, or a person, that he heard it from there. This news should be true, because I am not easy to deceive, and Ayan Puka wants to do something in the later itinerary. .
"We pretend to visit that place or that person tomorrow and then leave without saying goodbye tonight.
"But we don't go, we go directly into the mountain, change our appearance to find the dragon veins, and let Ayan Puka's people squat over there and wait!"
Meng Qi finished the above four sentences in one breath, and then narrowly winked at Mo Li.
Ink carp: "… "
The 87-year-old sanctimonious old national teacher suddenly abandoned his graceful and lofty attitude and winked his eyes. He really looked like a shy old man.
***
Swordsman Sukasa walked alone on the road.
He was wearing a gray jacket, a hat covering his head to his feet, and a saber on his waist, and the people immediately avoided him when they saw him.
They can't afford to provoke people like this kind of Jianghu people who lick blood.
Su Li just got out of a dense forest, and he took the blacksmith Wang's family hundreds of miles away. Because they were afraid of being targeted by the people of Xiliang, they kept picking up the remote trails. In the end, he found a small village that couldn't be more biased. After settling down the family of the blacksmith Wang, Su Li went straight to the mountain.
It is estimated that no one will be able to chase after him, and no one will be able to find the blacksmith Wang's family from the direction where he appeared, and then Su Li ended his life as a camper and turned to a populated place.
It was almost evening, and the swordsman who had walked all day had a terrible job in his throat.
As a killer, he knows many taboos.
Su Li only drank living water, or the living water upstream of the water source. In summer, he didn't even drink the river water, unless he encountered a mountain spring.
- Even with martial arts, diarrhea can still kill people. Su Li never jokes about his own life.
Saw a tea shed by the road from a distance, Su Li touched his pocket, there were some copper plates left, and it should be enough to buy a bowl of herbal tea.
As soon as he stepped into the tea shed, the buzzing voice inside suddenly stopped.
The porters dressed as coolies stared at the swordsman who sat in the farthest corner, facing the wall. After they asked the store for herbal tea, they didn't say a word.
The porters sat on the ground, taking off their jackets and fanning.
"Oh my God, it's really hot."
The porter who was complaining raised his neck and poured another bowl of tea.
While drinking, he spit out rough tea stalks, and scolded: "What's the matter with the store, you put all the branches in as tea?"
"How can it be, it's all blown down by the wind." The old man in the tea shed accompanies a smile to smooth things out.
"Bah, is it windy outside on this hot day?"
The big man tugged on the old man's clothes and would make a noise. As a result, he didn't know if he was using too much force, or if he had washed the clothes too many times in the hot weather, the old coat on the old man's body had a big gap. Everyone was stupid. eye.
The coolie man ran away, and the old man in the tea shed was so angry that he scolded him and asked him to pay for his clothes.
The other coolies watched the fun, and the leading clerks, one big and two big, stomped their feet and scolded, "It's going to get dark, and if you don't deliver it at noon tomorrow, you'll all be punished by the yamen."
The swordsman's ears moved slightly, thinking that these are servants
When the yamen was short of manpower, they would levy the corvée of the common people, sometimes build roads and sometimes build embankments, and more often transport things to Linxian or prefectures. Summer is not the time to pay the grain tax, and there are no rivers in Yuzhou that need to be built.
"What are you afraid of when it's dark? We don't send money or food, it's just fodder. Will the strongmen and bandits come at us?"
"That's right, it's better to hurry when it's dark!"
The porters were chattering, and the clerk was so hot that his face was the color of a steamed crab, and he shouted hoarsely, "Don't be lazy, go!"
A group of people dawdled down the road.
Su Li pondered for a while, decisively finished the tea, and followed quietly.
In the past, the yamen sent hard labor and transporting fodder, and the swordsman didn't even bother to look at it. Now he knows that Engong is actually a native of Xiliang. There must be something wrong with the ya sending so many fodder for cattle and horses!
An hour later, the swordsmen heard the confrontation between the two sides of Jingzhou. The navy of Qi Chao and King Jing's navy on the south bank were about to fight. Food and grass supplies from Jingzhou and even Yuzhou began to be sent to the navy camp.
Two hours later, the swordsman got the latest rumors in the rivers and lakes, a Jiangyang robber who claimed to be Meng Qixing wanted to rob the red goods of the Fengwei Security Bureau.
No one knows whether Fengwei Escort has any red goods, but Fengwei Escort is actually Jinyiwei. This is not only known to the former Piaoping Pavilion killer leader Dao Ke Su Li, but also to everyone on Yuzhou Road.
Many real Jiangyang robbers are gearing up to give it a try. The people who keep the Fengwei Escort Bureau can't get to the capital, and the whole world must know that they have good things.
The swordsman who couldn't find his head and couldn't find Fengxing Pavilion decided to go to the largest and most powerful sect near Yuzhou to have a look.
Three hours later, the swordsman overheard the rumors that were about to be circulated from the Chunshan faction. It is said that Meng Guoshi instructed people to steal the map of Qi Chao's naval defense, and took the map to King Jing, and then King Jing was stabbed again. Meng Qixing, the robber of Jiangyang, is Meng Qi, and he has a secret affair with Jin Yiwei of the Qi Dynasty.
But the truth is not so.
The truth is that the Spring Mountain faction received money from a mysterious force to help them get the defense map of the Qi Chao navy, so they found a businessman named Huang Liu. Emperor Shanli's mausoleum was headed by Jin Yiwei of the Qi Dynasty and the legendary master of Meng Guo, and he suspected that the death of Elder Songya was also related to Meng Qi, so he had someone pretend to be Meng Qi and reveal his name to Huang Liu.
How did the swordsman know, because when he came to the Spring Mountain dispatch station, Sect Master Ying happened to receive a letter from that mysterious force. In the letter, Sect Master Ying was scolded and asked why he wanted to Being clever and blaming others, fortunately, he used the name of Meng Guoshi. The head should be furious, and he simply ordered people to go out to spread the latest "secret news of the rivers and lakes".
Then, sitting on the roof of the Chunshan faction, trying to figure out what happened, the swordsman who was trying to figure out what happened was found by Fengxing Pavilion Master Qiu Jing.
The owner of the Autumn Pavilion told him that Meng Qi and Mo Li had really crossed the Yangtze River, and that the matter of the Jiang Yang robber was also released by Meng Qi.
Su Li: "..."
He just sent the blacksmith Wang's family to find a place to hide in three days. Why did you do so much