Taijing Longmai has never been a threat of baldness, and now he has.
—Because Doctor Mo looked at the tree with all the pine needles down, and then looked at him again.
What, what's wrong
Can't we use pine needles as a hidden weapon to use local materials
The rich use copper plates, the poor use stones, and Meng Qi's pockets are cleaner than his face.
no no! The gerbil felt that his face was clean, but the wind and the sun were unavoidable. Besides, the money was heavy, and he didn't even share a little bit with performing light work.
"cough."
Qiu Si was not as nervous as his attendant.
For a person like him, the composure of life and death is not forced, but really not afraid.
-If you want to continue living, you will do your best to use every opportunity to escape. If you fail, there will be nothing to say. Can you not die if you are afraid of death? Qiu Si never does anything useless, and his every move has a strong purpose.
For example, he just shouted and stopped, not letting his attendants continue to die.
That is useless, and it will also deplete strength. If they continue to fight, after they are all restrained, Qiu Si's chips will be even less.
Although in the eyes of others, it seems to be a kind-hearted person who cares about the lives of his subordinates.
"Doctor Mo is right, it's enough to kill me alone..."
"Mr. Qiu!"
Everyone glared at Meng Qi, especially Yu Heng, with anger.
There was a piece of broken iron on Yuheng's neck, blood was constantly flowing out, and there was a thunderbolt in his hand that was about to be thrown. His eyes almost burst out with fire, but he couldn't even speak. , Because a little vibration, the wound will speed up bleeding.
Qiu Si was expressionless, neither worried for the lives of his subordinates nor for his own.
"A person will eventually die, sooner or later. Don't hide it from Meng Guoshi. Long ago...even when he was penniless, he thought about his own death when he crossed the river alone."
When he said this, the strange feeling became more and more obvious.
Mo Li subconsciously frowned. As a doctor, he would rather face all kinds of difficult incurable diseases than face lunatics.
Compared with some patients who sing and dance all day, laughing, laughing and slashing with knives, people like Qiu Si are the real ghosts, because he knows how to put a human skin on himself, and occasionally shows a bit of hideousness. , and some people firmly believe that his use of such means is actually saving the country and the people.
It's a pity that Mo Li didn't want to talk to Qiu Si, but Qiu Si wanted to find him.
"Death is naturally not a good thing. No one wants to die. Doctor Mo should know this better." Qiu Si said slowly, "When a person knows that he is about to die, their reaction is usually very interesting. Come on, doctor."
Meng Qichong shook the ink carp slightly, indicating that the ink carp should not follow this guy's train of thought.
Compared with the poor-minded ancestor of Qingwu and the ambitious Ayan Puka, Qiu Si really has a set of demagogic skills.
"...Some people are in a hurry to arrange funerals, some people go to make grievances, some people spend a lot of money, if it's in the martial arts, there will be many treasure map secrets that don't exist." Qiu Si pointedly said, "Normal people will become A lunatic, a wise king wantonly slaughtering heroes, death is like the gong and drum on the stage, after the beat, everything will change beyond recognition, will be separated, turn against each other, and will break the family, how interesting it is!"
At this time, a servant saw Meng Qi's hidden impatience, and hurriedly shouted: "If you kill Mr. Qiu, the entire Ningtai... and even the entire Jiangnan will be in chaos."
"Oh?" Meng Qiyu said sarcastically, "It seems that this is what you meant? Mr. Qiu likes to use his own death as a turning point to end the peaceful atmosphere, and then let the big play begin?"
Qiu Si said calmly, "Ashamed, I'm just curious to what extent a person can live, and how much power can be affected by a person's death."
"Do you think they will avenge you, or did you control them in some way?" Mo Li asked in disgust.
Qiu Si laughed when he heard the words, and said calmly: "Of course it's not poison, Jianghu killers are too crude, they just provoked a lot of contradictions, and they fed them with benefits day after year, making them have to Be my chess pieces. Will these pieces be free when the chessboard is flipped? No, they will become a mess, they can no longer use their brains, and they cannot return to their former lives. The nurtured appetite cannot be returned. In order to satisfy their increasingly greedy hearts, they do everything. Master Meng, Doctor Mo, guess how many pieces I have?"
Mo Li listened to the nausea for a while.
Meng Qi smiled and said, "But such stupid people will soon be bitten by others, and their power will be replaced. Whether in the arena or in the officialdom, there will never be a shortage of people who will keep an eye on their position. Even if you control them, control their enemies, and even control everyone who can make a bargain, but there will always be new heroes and heroes who will compete for the length of the world. You discovered Cheng Jingchuan ten years ago. Do you know that there is no second or third Cheng Jingchuan in Ningtai City now
Qiu Si's eyes narrowed, and he said slowly: "The national teacher is joking, a young child is a young child, how can you provoke a leader without some experience. Every year, there are up-and-coming heroes, but this general trend, if there is no one to lead , a wave passed and disappeared, is the national teacher pinning his hopes on these people?"
Meng Qi just smiled and said nothing.
Qiu Si's pupils shrank, and then said: "It seems that the national teacher has quite a lot of confidence in the little girl and the little apprentice. I believe they can stabilize the situation and be the leader in the tide of the river and sea?"
Mo Li frowned, thinking that there might be an autumn scene, and Cheng Jingchuan was almost there. Anyway, it's better than nothing.
Yu Heng was keenly aware that the atmosphere was wrong, he ignored the fatal wound on his neck, turned around suddenly and threw the fire thunder out.
"boom!"
The courtyard wall collapsed.
Although there was a lot of movement in the previous fight, the people in the nearby house didn't dare to say anything. It's right -->>
It's an eventful time, and no one wants to be involved in any turmoil.
But now that gunpowder is used, it's not the same thing. If you kill someone, you won't go over the wall and kill the neighbor's house. Blowing up a house is like setting fire. The perpetrator may not be able to control it himself.
"Help, someone here!"
The exclamations were endless, and the faint sound of horse hoofs immediately came from outside the workshop.
The Xuncheng Yamen is still on the street, how could such a mess not come
"Go, let's go!" Yuheng hissed, the wound bleeding profusely.
He didn't care, he picked up his weapon and rushed towards the ink carp.
The internal force he lifted made the blood flow faster, the iron pieces flew out violently, Yu Heng roared and stabbed the fastest and most tricky sword in his life.
- The tip of the sword is covered by an iron sheet. If you want to block the hospital door, you can only retreat to the right. This sword is aimed at the position after the retreat.
Then he stabbed the air.
Mo Li didn't retreat, he swept up high and kicked the iron pieces.
With a single shot of the accumulating force, it fell in the air, the wound sprayed like a bloody arrow, Yuheng swayed, and fell down with his eyes open.
In his gradually blurred last consciousness, he heard other people's screams of anger and sorrow, but they were not calling his name.
"Mr. Qiu?!"
"Do not!"
The blood-stained iron piece was embedded in Qiu Si's forehead impartially.
Because Yuheng suddenly broke out, some of these attendants were judging the retreat, some were guarding Meng Qi, and some were listening to the movement outside the wall, but just like that, the piece of iron that was originally used as a strange soldier to attack the black carp , was kicked away.
Fast as lightning, when the servant with the fastest reaction reached out to block, the iron plate had already wiped his palm, and now half of his palm was dripping with blood.
It was precisely because of this block that Qiu Si barely had a breath left and did not die on the spot.
With blood covering his face, Qiu Si tried his best to open his eyes, but all he saw was blood red.
The attendants dared not move him, and everyone's eyes were split.
"Find a doctor, hurry up..."
When they saw Meng Qi, who was unmoved, and Mo Li who killed Qiu Si even though he was a doctor, they suddenly screamed in despair, grabbing weapons and charging like suicide.
"Be careful." Meng Qi hurriedly used his body technique and swept over to stop them for Mo Li.
Their hatred was concentrated on the black carp, and their eyes were blood red. Even people who were not very proficient in medical skills knew that there was basically no help if an iron piece was embedded between their eyebrows.
These people have stayed by Qiu Si's side for many years, and they have no will of their own than those who are driven by greed. They are used to living around Qiu Si, and are used to obeying all orders, and no matter how absurd orders they feel It makes sense. It's good for Ning Tai, Jiangnan and the world. People who can't do it or don't think so can't stay by Qiu Si's side. Although Qiu Si is a lunatic, his vision of people is rarely wrong.
The screams of killing shook the sky, Qiu Si lay on the ground, chills all over, and gradually lost consciousness.
Everything happened too fast, he didn't even feel the pain when the iron pieces came flying, only one thought, he really underestimated the strength of the martial arts master.
In fact, when Qiu Si drank the servant, he had this number in his heart.
The masters of Fengxing Pavilion can be called first-class and second-class in the rivers and lakes, and Qiu Si has always used ten times their ability to speculate on the top masters. But it turned out that this idea was a bit outrageous, just like Qiujing brought dozens of good hands in Fengxing Pavilion to besiege the knife guest house, but couldn't stop the house. The top martial arts masters are not ten times higher than the first-class masters, but a hundred times higher. There is even a difference between such masters and masters. For example, Su Li is good at killing people, and his internal strength is not as deep as Meng Qi.
If you want to break through the siege, you should use different methods for different masters, but unfortunately...
Qiu Si felt a little regretful.
What he said to Meng Qi was naturally not a lie.
Not only is he not afraid of death, but he still looks forward to it.
To speak of resentment, it was also directed at the Thunder Hall. If it weren't for the imminent invasion of the God-given King, all parties in Ningtai would be forced to confront the enemy, and this game of chess would definitely be chaotic. Cheng Jingchuan couldn't hold back the people below, Qiu Jing could only take them away. In this case, Meng Qi and Mo Li might not dare to kill him.
Such heroes, such gentlemen, the weakness is the common people.
They were unwilling to support King Ning in raising an army, and naturally they were unwilling to cause turmoil in Ningtai and even Jiangnan.
Qiu Si heard the reason why Pili Tang was superfluous and prepared to withdraw immediately after getting angry, but it was still a step too late.
He slowly closed his eyes.
When the people who patrolled the city's yamen arrived, they only heard a dead silence inside, and the courtyard wall was crumbling.
I tentatively took a look inside, and there were some corpses lying on the ground, covered in blood.
"God, this wall!"
Someone found the pine needles on the wall, all three points inside.
With the addition of swords, gunpowder, etc., the leader immediately ordered his subordinates to report the news, and at the same time drove the people out of the courtyard, not allowing anyone to approach.
After about three quarters of an hour, someone wearing official robes and sitting in official sedan chairs rushed over in a hurry. When they stepped into the hospital gate, they saw this scene, and they almost fainted in darkness.
"All of Mr. Qiu's attendants are dead."
"What about Mr. Qiu?"
In horror, they ordered people to search in the corpse, but neither Qiu Si nor the attacker were found.
"Quick, Mr. Qiu was kidnapped, go to General Cheng, and..."
The official called out more than a dozen names in one breath. At the same time, he saw the gate of the courtyard poking his head, and all kinds of people who were driven by the patrolling yamen. He suddenly realized that this time the weather had really changed, and he actually broke out in a cold sweat during the hot summer.