Qiu Si looked at Mo Li's letter-opening knife with interest, and then at Meng Qi's empty palm.
- It doesn't look like a soft sword is strapped to the belt.
"Huangsha buried blood and bones, Qingjiang buried heartfelt love. These two most prestigious weapons on the rivers and lakes, it is said that the latter fell into the hands of the national teacher, but I don't know why Qiu missed it?"
The soft sword can still be hidden in the clothes, and it is strange for Mo Li to change the knife. Qiu Si recalled the information of Fengxing Pavilion and came up with a very interesting speculation.
The two lost their weapons.
Meng Qi doesn't seem to pay attention to the fact that the sword is in the presence of people and the sword is dead, but as a superb master, he would lose his sword, and even the weapons of his friends around him. It would be strange if there was no article in this .
"It turned out that Mr. Qiu wanted to die under the famous sword, but unfortunately the name of this sword was so good that Meng gave it away." Meng Qi looked serious, even a little frivolous." Instead of fighting and killing, it would be better if Bo Jiaren smiled."
The ink carp at the gate of the courtyard: "..."
Open your eyes and talk nonsense! The sword was given, but there was no difference between Meng Qi and himself, especially when someone turned into a gerbil, Mo Li had to keep his clothes and sword for him. It's completely verbal, and there is no loss at all! After giving it away, I still use it to beat and kill, what kind of beauty smiles
Although Meng Qi didn't look at Mo Li when he spoke, and the word "beautiful" can refer not only to beautiful and talented women, but also to gentlemen and wise men. This is not the case among the people. The so-called beautiful women are all women.
Meng Qi didn't want to throw away his face, and Mo Li was not good enough.
—He had to pretend that it had nothing to do with him.
"I see, but... Could it be that Dr. Mo's knife has a similar name, why did he change it?" Qiu Si seemed to ask casually, his eyes coming and going on the two of them.
Mo Li said coldly: "As a doctor in the lower body, the real weapon is not the sword of the rivers and lakes, but the silver needle of medicinal moxibustion."
Qiu Si raised his eyebrows, tapped his palm with his right hand and smiled, "Well said, I underestimated the two of you."
This time, even Qiu Si's attendant was stunned.
Mo Li's words are fine. What is there to praise about Meng Qi's gift of his personal weapon to the beauty? And Mr. Qiu said that he underestimated Meng Qi? Unexpectedly, Meng Guo's teachers are old-fashioned and play with flowers
Everyone's eyes fell on Meng Qi, and they tightened.
People don't seem to be getting old.
These attendants are proficient in all kinds of tricks, including those of the sorcerers.
For example, how to make the Buddha statue grow taller every day, how to make the empty yellow paper show red bloodstains, etc. Therefore, they do not believe in ghosts and gods, and they also firmly believed that this Meng Guoshi must be impersonating, because whether it is a disguise or a bone reduction Art isn't that magical.
The superficial bone shrinking technique is a juggling skill in the arena and performing arts. Even with deep internal support, it is impossible to become a child out of thin air, and the disguising technique can cover up the true colors to a certain extent, but no matter whether it is male or female, old or young, there will be flaw.
Qiu Si squinted his eyes and looked at Mo Li. Meng Qi had a young appearance twice, at most last time he acted as a bodyguard, but Mo Li was different.
Although Qiu Si does not know martial arts, his eyesight is absolutely fine.
There are ghosts here, and the two over there also see Qiu Si's strangeness.
"Someone just got over the medicine in the yard." Mo Li said through sound transmission.
Too bad it's been a while and I can't tell which herbs are used.
Mo Li looked around, and his eyes fell on the room on the far right, which was close to the firewood room and the kitchen, which should be the place where the medicine was boiled.
Meng Qi looked at Qiu Si and the others, and said through voice transmission: "These people don't look like they have been injured. It seems that the medicine belongs to Qiu Si."
"...It's hard to say." Mo Li said that he couldn't find Qiu Si's problem just by looking at it. "He looks too thin, but it doesn't look like he is sick."
Qiu Si is thin, even a little too thin, but not skinny.
His complexion is also not bad, unlike those old people who suffer from thirst.
"Many diseases require a pulse diagnosis. You can't tell the difference just by looking at your appearance and behavior." Mo Li said quickly. In fact, like Meng Qi, he wondered if Qiu Si had some troublesome disease, otherwise normal people wouldn't even think about it. To "seek death".
But it's hard to say, people who come from rich and noble families don't take some tonics when they are old, not to mention that what Qiu Si does is not a worry-free job.
If the body is weaker, it is estimated that he would have died long ago, and he will not be able to get old at all.
"More than that, look at the people around him." Meng Qi smiled, but his tone was solemn, "When I was in the palace before, it wasn't like this group of people."
The guards at that time were completely different from those of today.
The previous ones were only able to obey orders, had a little martial arts background, and were able to stand firm and calm, but what about these? Probably one of the best in Fengxing Pavilion, maybe the martial arts may not be the first-class in the world, but the response to the crisis is really good, and it is rare to have a firm mind, and suddenly face a strong enemy, and there is no wavering color.
If it wasn't for the sudden arrival today and being caught off guard, Qiu Si's attendants would not have been exposed.
"Mr. Qiu is in such a hurry, don't know where to go?" Meng Qi asked slowly, at the same time his inner strength was condensed.
To know his inner strength, it is not just as simple as inner strength. The atmosphere in the courtyard gradually stagnates, and Qiu Si's face gradually turns blue.
Mo Li didn't do anything, he was sensing the changes in the flow of spiritual energy.
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The palace rockery suffered a loss, how can there not be a lot of hearts now
"The carriage outside the door, and the thing wrapped in black cloth in the attendant's arms."
Mo Li quickly discovered something was wrong, but these strangenesses were much milder than those in the palace. It seemed that the last time was indeed a coincidence by mistake. Qiu Si couldn't create a closed environment like the rockery copper pavilion for a while. After smoking the potion, he can find things with spiritual energy, but it is difficult to keep the effect of these objects on Meng Qi Mo carp.
After all, if you are separated from a stable and unchanging environment, the aura will merge with other auras.
At this level, if you want to plot against Meng Qi, it is better to expect Meng Qi to fall from the top of the pine tree faster.
Mo Li glanced at the pine branch under Meng Qi's feet.
… It is impossible for humans, unless it is a gerbil, who may be too fat to hold the branches.
This pine needle is very old, and it is estimated that it will poke very well.
The ink carp glanced at the pine branch and returned to the pine branch, and every move of the people in the courtyard could not escape his eyes.
The attendant who was holding the bonsai suddenly raised his hand and smashed the thing straight. At the same time, his body swept sharply, and he waved his Emei thorns straight to the pine tree in the courtyard.
Mo Li turned his head to avoid the strange stone bonsai, raised his hand and flicked, blocking the door with dark strength.
The bonsai turned round and round, and when the water was poured out, it didn't touch the ink carp at all.
The attendant who threw the bonsai was like a signal. Almost instantly, except for Yuheng, the others quickly took out the bamboo tube-shaped hidden weapon from the boot, waist, and arms. In a three-front-five-back formation, some pulled the motive spring, and some directly threw the bamboo tube into the air, and suddenly burst open by hitting the body of the tube with hidden weapons issued by others.
At the same time, Yuheng protected Qiu Si and rushed to the courtyard gate.
Yu Heng drew his sword, his movements were almost at the extreme, the sword posture was strange, like a snake coming out of a hole.
"Chong."
The first sound was the ink carp hitting the tip of the sword with a knife.
The sword swayed, and then he turned his hand and provoked it, and stabbed the ink carp's wrist.
It was at this moment that Yu Heng quickly changed the sword to his left hand with a strange movement. Because the higher the martial arts, the more skillful a set of moves against the enemy will be. Even if this sudden attack can be avoided, there will be chaos in the future.
Yuheng didn't stab at the key points, he didn't want to kill people, because he wasn't so arrogant and thought he could beat Mo Li, and now he just wanted to break through the blockade of the courtyard gate.
"sieve-"
The second sound was as if the wind was shaking the tree, and the leaves fell to the rain.
It wasn't from the hidden weapon of the spring that hit the tree. Although this round of hidden weapons was numerous and dense, it could not achieve the effect of "containment" at all when encountering Meng Qi, who had secretly accumulated internal power for a long time.
When the hidden weapon hit the invisible barrier under the inner force cloth, the castration slowed down.
Meng Qi sneered slightly, picked up a handful of pine needles in the air, and flicked them with his fingers.
The group of attendants sent a hidden weapon and were about to besiege, but they were beaten by pine needles and screamed in pain.
Meng Qi raised his robe sleeves, shattering the inner force barrier, and the trapped hidden weapon shattered into pieces of iron. When Meng Qi fell silently to the ground, a strange-looking "sword" appeared beside him. It was made by tying up the fragments of hidden weapons with internal force, with pine needles in between.
With a slash with a sword, the servants in the courtyard who had barely formed a battle were forced to split into two sides.
Qiu Si couldn't see the strength of the battle. He only knew that Yu Heng had already made several moves, and the clanging sound of swords and soldiers colliding was very regular, as if they were hitting the same place every time.
Yu Heng's heart skipped a beat, no matter whether he increased his strength or took the risk, that unremarkable letter-opening knife that didn't even have a real edge was always waiting for him in front of the sword.
These servants that Qiu Si has raised for many years have evidence of their actions. Even if they are at a disadvantage, they still fight hard and make strange moves.
"enough!"
Qiu Si suddenly closed his eyes and shouted.
The fighting stopped suddenly, Mo Li suddenly raised his hand, and the letter-opening knife flew out and smashed a servant who was about to touch something in his arms, while Yu Heng in front of Mo Li screamed in pain, and there was a broken iron on his side neck. The film is inserted very deep, and if it is pulled out hastily, it is estimated that it will be killed on the spot.
Yuheng stood stiffly, not daring to move, his right hand was holding a small firecracker-like thing.
The person who was beaten to death by the letter-opening knife also rolled out of his arms the same object.
"You!" Mo Li was going to blame Meng Qi for not seeing this person's small movements, but in the blink of an eye, he found himself stumbled, and couldn't help but be stunned.
This happens because half of their attention is on each other.
Meng Qi coughed dryly and said nonchalantly, "It seems that you also have things from Pili Tang. The business of this Pili Tang is not bad."
He gestured and stroked the "sword" in his hand, and said to the people around him who were facing a formidable enemy, "If you want to try the power of something, by coincidence, I also want to try this improvised sword. Kill a few people."
"You don't need a few, it's enough to kill one." Mo Li added, he saw several blood holes pierced by pine needles on the faces of the attendants.
The pine needles in which the internal force was applied were thin and hard, causing severe pain, but no bleeding.
No matter if it is pulled out or the internal force is shaken out, you will have to suffer the second crime, and the injury is still stinging.
Mo Li looked up at the completely bald pine tree in the courtyard, and said to himself, "It seems that these pine needles are indeed very old and poked very well."
Meng Qi: "..."
Inexplicably, I felt a chill in my heart, and there was an illusion of hair loss.