To the west of Qinghu Town, there is an ancient forest.
The roots of the tree are entangled, more than three feet above the ground, and the bottom is full of dead branches and leaves. In winter, it is better, but in summer, it is an unpleasant stench. There are few people here, and even in the cold winter, many birds can be seen nesting here.
Huzi carried the cloth bag on his back, ready to use his hands and feet to climb the roots of the tree, but the whole person suddenly hung in the air, so frightened that he quickly hugged the cloth bag full of herbs, and stared at the ink carp in a daze.
"People are in the woods?"
The child nodded quickly.
Doctor Mo frowned, this place is wet and cold, not a good place to recuperate.
"There are so many empty houses in the town, why don't you find one, but hide in such a place?" Mo Li felt very strange.
It is not easy for ordinary people to enter the woods, let alone a seriously ill person who has gone through all the hardships to hide here, is there any secret
Hu Zi stammered and replied, "Uncle Lin said the town is dangerous and can't stay."
Mo Li guessed that the child didn't know much, so he bypassed the topic and gestured to Lin Zhong: "Which direction is it?"
Hu Zi pointed forward, and then looked enviously at the ink carp and easily jumped to a high place.
Although these tree roots are connected to each other, it is barely a road, but because of the snow and ice, it is very slippery to grasp. Huzi has been running around here since he was a child, and only then did he master some tricks so that he would not fall to the ground. With his small arms and calves, he could not jump over the places with large gaps, so he could only climb slowly with the roots of the tree.
Now being carried by someone, seeing Meng Qi's shoulders not moving, she passed the most difficult place lightly, her eyes widened.
"This child is very courageous." Meng Qi chuckled lightly.
When other children were held in this way, they were either scared to death or screamed and jumped excitedly, but Hu Zi was still in the mood to observe how they went.
"If you don't have the guts, how dare you go to the temple of the Holy Lotus Altar to steal herbs?" Mo Li was not surprised.
Stealing herbs seems easy, but someone with a reckless temper will definitely not be able to do it.
Hu Zi's face flushed, and after walking for a while, he hurriedly stopped.
"It's there."
It was an ancient tree that was about to die. It seemed that because the trunk was empty, it could not support the weight of the crown.
Huzi pulled away the dry vines that covered it, revealing a tree hole the size of a child.
"… "
Mo Li didn't know what to say. To say that it was well hidden, Hu Zi would not hide his traces at a young age. If someone wanted to find it, it was not safe at all. If you want to hide it casually, this person is squatting in the tree hole, and he has to dig three feet into the ground.
Even if you are afraid of the Holy Lotus Altar, the people in the Holy Lotus Altar are not immortals. With so many empty houses in Qinghu Town, it is not difficult to find a random one to hide.
Hu Zi happily carried the cloth bag into the hole, Mo Li said helplessly to Meng Qi: "You wait for me outside for a while."
After speaking, he bent down and entered the tree hole. Because the hole was too short, he was squeezed so that he could only temporarily use the Bone Shrinking Technique.
To Mo Li's surprise, only the narrow section of the tree that entered, the tree hole was very deep, and he could barely straighten his waist. After standing still, the ink carp took a closer look and found that it was not only an empty trunk of ancient wood, but also a gap formed by it resting on the branches of other trees, cleverly forming a nearly closed space.
There were some gaps in the side walls, all of which were blocked by the stuff inside the cotton wool bark.
Two simple wooden boards made a bed, and someone slept on it, wrapped in a quilt and coughing constantly.
"Uncle Lin!" Hu Zi reached out and shook the person on the shaker. Seeing that the person didn't respond, he immediately turned his head to look at Mo Li.
Mo Li walked over and first looked at the patient's face.
"He's having a fever."
His lips were white and peeling, his forehead was red.
"Is there clean water?" Mo Li asked.
Huzi nodded, ran to the corner of the tree hole to get a jar, and then went to get a bowl.
When the water was poured into the bowl, Hu Zi realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly said: "The water is cold, I will go to find firewood to make a fire."
Mo Li reached out his hand to stop him, frowned and asked, "The forest is full of wet wood, where can you find firewood?"
"The town, the town..."
"Sit and don't move." Mo Li shook his head and took the bowl from Hu Zi's hand, "Has this water been boiled? Is it raw water?"
"No, it's boiled, it's just cold."
Mo Li looked at the water in the bowl carefully and smelled it again, and found that it did not look like uncooked water, and the water was clear and not cloudy.
Hu Ziqi Ai Ai said: "We originally had charcoal, but it was too cold, and we had to boil the medicine, which was used up within a day. I went to the abandoned houses in the town to find some unwanted tables and stools and burned them. … what?"
The bowl in the ink carp's hand was steaming.
Although the internal strength has not been fully recovered, drying clothes is not a problem, and it is not difficult to warm a bowl of water, and it is not to make the water boil instantly, just hot enough to drink.
When the water was hot, Doctor Mo helped him up and skillfully poured a bowl of water into it.
"Cough cough." After drinking the water, the man opened his eyes in confusion.
Mo Li pondered the pulse number and ignored him.
This man had a full beard and messy hair. He could hardly see his true face. Mo Li took a pulse and found that this person was young and had practiced martial arts. For Mo Li, this kind of superficial kung fu, There is no difference.
"His body is in good shape, but he has suffered some losses recently, the cold is very heavy, and he is starving from the cold?" Mo Li just asked casually, without waiting for Huzi to answer, and continued, "The illness comes quickly and violently, so I can't. Use strong medicine, show me the herbs you went to get today."
Hu Zi handed over the cloth bag.
Only then did the bearded man wake up. He coughed violently, struggling to push Huzi aside.
"Who are you?" The bearded man looked vigilant.
"I am the doctor."
The ink carp picked up the herbs without lifting its head.
"Where's the doctor from Qinghu Town?" The bearded man was very eager. He looked at Huzi reproachfully and said, "Didn't I tell you it's dangerous, don't bring outsiders here, why don't you listen?"
Hu Zi lowered his head and cried and said, "But Uncle Lin, you are very ill, I have no choice..."
The bearded man had to say more, but Mo Li raised his hand and pressed him directly back to the bed. He stared at him, but found that he was dizzy and had no strength at all.
"There is no charcoal in this tree hole, and you can't even drink hot water. If you want to die, you can die alone, don't drag this child with you."
Mo Li spoke very rudely, he didn't like patients who were messing around.
This man doesn't live in a good house, so he has to hide in a tree hole and get cold. When he is so sick, seeing a stranger beside his child and looking very nervous, Mo Li doesn't need to think about it carefully, he knows that they are hiding their identities.
Maybe it's to avoid the enemy, maybe it's a treasure, who knows, Doctor Mo is not interested anyway.
The bearded man gasped for two breaths. He looked at Hu Zi with mournful eyes.
"Uncle Lin, I was wrong, don't be angry." Hu Zi moved to him, trembling slightly, "I will study hard and listen to you, but you can't leave me like them."
The bearded man was determined to stop the child from continuing to speak, but he was so sick that he didn't even have the strength to speak loudly, so he could only sigh.
The tiger cried even more.
"Don't wipe your tears, take medicine." Mo Li took out a pill from his luggage and stuffed it into Huzi.
When the bearded man saw it, his eyes were about to pop out, struggling to get up.
"Huzi, why are you eating indiscriminately? How did I tell you..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was gently tapped back by an invisible force.
Mo Li looked at the entrance of the cave, because it was not his hand that moved.
"Wait?"
"I want to see what kind of patient it is, and dare to yell at the doctor." Meng Qi bent down into the tree hole and said with a smile, "I begged for a long time before the doctor was willing to treat me, but this person is so incompetent. Li, I am naturally unhappy in my heart."
Mo Li divided the herbs, estimated the weights together, and said without raising his head: "He is indeed rude, and his brain is not very bright, but if he dies, it is estimated that no one will take care of the tiger, and he I don't want to die either."
After Meng Qi came in, the bearded man stared at him in shock, and even rubbed his eyes.
Now that Mo Li and Meng Qi were so familiar with him, he couldn't help but look at Hu Zi lying in front of his bed. After several embarrassments, he finally gritted his teeth and said, "National teacher!"
"… "
Mo Li was a little surprised, but did not speak, and continued to work.
Hu Zi looked dazed, obviously not knowing what Uncle Lin was talking about.
Meng Qi turned his head to the side and looked lazily at this man with a full face and a beard who couldn't even see what he looked like.
The other party was very excited and his voice trembled: "I know you are Meng Guoshi, please help..."
"I'm not."
Meng Qi interrupted him, and the bearded man was stunned, not knowing how to react.
"You are talking about Meng Qi, the former national teacher? I heard that he died a long time ago, isn't it?" Meng Qi rubbed his chin and said solemnly, "Even if he is alive, he should be an old man with white hair and wrinkles on his face. , how can I be like this?"
The bearded man no longer cared about hiding his identity, and said in a mournful voice: "National teacher, I am from the Lin family in Bazhou, my name is Lin Dou, and the former governor of Taijing Lin was my father. The homeland is no longer, and we are here to live. , It is really helpless to ask for help today. Guo Shi, I know that you are so powerful that you are capable of what others cannot..."
With a solemn expression, Meng Qi refused and said sternly: "Wait, no kind of supernatural power can be rejuvenated! You are confused, I haven't! The doctor is here, let's let the doctor talk about whether it is possible for this kind of thing to happen. !"
The corner of the ink carp's mouth twitched.
He wanted to laugh, but held back.
"Uncle Lin." Hu Zi looked at Lin Dou worriedly, obviously thinking that he was so hot that he was talking nonsense.
Lin Dou was so angry that he almost vomited blood, but he didn't dare to attack. He could only struggle to push Huzi in front of him and said tremblingly, "The first emperor was old and confused and did a lot of wrong things, but Prince Zhaohua is the one who is watching you. He grew up, the prince was wise, but unfortunately he died early, the first emperor and no one succeeded, and the mountains and rivers fell. The royal family who stayed in Taijing was killed and injured. This child is the only grandchild of the prince who survived. Please look at the prince Zhaohua. For his sake, have pity on him."
As he said that, he pulled out a cyan jade pendant from Huzi's neck. The jade pendant was as warm as water, and a coiled dragon was carved on it.
Lin Dou gasped and said, "The child fled with us as soon as he landed, from Taijing to Bazhou, and finally to Pingzhou. With so many guards and retainers, I was the only one left, hiding in Qinghu. Zhen lingered on, and as a result... sigh, now I'm going to die, the poor boy doesn't know anything, Qi Chao's wanted for him has never stopped. National teacher, I'm desperate, please... "
"Who said you were about to die?" Mo Li suddenly interrupted the emotionally charged Tuo Gu, waved his hand and threw the treated herbs into an empty pot, disdainfully, "You're just getting sick a little bit more urgently. As long as you take your medicine safely, you won't die."
Meng Qi couldn't bear it, he laughed directly.
Lin Dou's eyes were straight, and it took a long time for him to regain his senses. His throat was itchy, and he coughed violently.
He grabbed Hu Zi's hand and still looked at Meng Qi reluctantly.
This time, before Meng Qi could speak, Mo Li said coldly, "I'm a doctor, and I'm only in charge of treating diseases. I'm not interested in who are you and who is this child. When your illness is cured, you can leave with your child. Qinghu Town will find another place to live. At that time, it is up to you whether you want to tell this child about his background, and whether you want him to live like an ordinary person all his life. "
"But... the thief Lu Zhang plots to usurp the throne and burns the imperial city to kill the clan..."
"Many years ago, the former emperor you mentioned was also a minister of the Chen Dynasty, but he rebelled." Meng Qi said slowly, "Those who steal hooks are punished, and those who steal the country are princes. I thought you understood this truth."
Lin Dou's eyes were full of disappointment. He wanted to say something, but he finally let go of Hu Zi's hand.
Mo Li pulled some dead vines at random, used internal force to dry out the moisture inside, and then called Huzi to go out and boil medicine for Lin Dou.
The child hesitated, went outside the tree hole, picked up the jade pendant around his neck and said to Mo Li: "Doctor, I have no money, only this, if you don't dislike it..."
"No need, you got the herbs yourself, and you also burned the fire, so it won't cost me any money."
Mo Li was very fond of this kind of patient who took the initiative to pay for the medical service. He took out a few more pills and told Hu Zi to swallow it every day.
"Your illness is not serious, but I am afraid that you will fall into the root of the disease, so you should take some medicine. You can't take Uncle Lin's medicine, you know?"
Tiger nodded obediently.
Mo Li looked at the child, and when he mentioned the former Prince Zhaohua of Chu, he naturally thought of Tang Xiaotang at home.
Doctor Mo reached out and touched Hu Zi's head, and as expected, he saw a mole on the child's earlobe, which was the reason for the misidentification. The Jinyi Wei Kunqi, who pretended to be a guest, even took Tang Xiaotang as a fugitive remnant of the former dynasty, and was also blind.
Could it be that a top expert like Qin Lu could not truly live in seclusion in the mountains and forests? Do you have to chase fame and fortune if you are a top player? You will never do things that are nameless and unprofitable. As long as you remain anonymous, you must be protecting someone
Just like the case of Lao Shizi's treasure in the previous dynasty, Xue Zhixian went to the backcountry to become an official because he knew the secret of the treasure? So you deliberately disappeared from the eyes of others
Bullshit!
Mo Li thought to himself, could this be the mediocre fool that the teacher said? Belly sinister heart of a gentleman? In their logic, everyone has a purpose in what they do.
If there is no purpose, they will concoct one for you and take it for granted.
"...Fortunately, Kun Qi's information didn't get out, and it didn't cause trouble to your teacher."
Meng Qi was haunted, and when he saw Hu Zi was gone, he appeared behind Mo Li.
"My little junior brother is an ordinary child. His parents and relatives are from Zhushan County. I can't be clearer with the teacher who he is. How could he be a descendant of the royal family of the previous dynasty? Kun Qi will mistakenly recognize him. It’s because of my teacher, and secondly, the child also has a mole on his earlobe. How big can a mole be? Even with my eyesight, I didn’t see this feature on Huzi’s earlobe.”
The more Mo Li thought about it, the more ridiculous it became, and he couldn't help but sarcastically said, "How many people in this world have moles on their earlobes? Maybe thousands!"
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