"What happened?"
The smell of blood was strong, and definitely more than one person died.
The ink carp found that there were traces of swords on the walls of the nearby houses, and there were rotten vegetable leaves and some blood-stained stones on the ground.
Meng Qi suddenly said, "There are people here."
He said, walked to a house with broken doors and windows, opened a pile of debris, and there lay a man dressed as a servant.
Mo Li looked over and found that this man was covered in shoe prints and had blood on his mouth.
"He was hit several times, his ribs were broken, and his internal organs were seriously injured." Mo Li directly poured a spiritual energy into the man, and the latter moved his eyelids, and coughed up blood again and again.
Meng Qi doesn't know medical skills, but people who know martial arts know some methods of treating trauma and internal injuries. Now, looking at the appearance of this little servant, it is obvious that he can't do it.
"Who are you, why are you here, what happened to Qinghu Town?"
The ink carp lost another aura to ease the opponent's pain.
The little servant was pale, trembling, and suddenly tears were all over his face.
Death is a very mysterious state, and sometimes even if the doctor doesn't say it, I can feel it is coming.
Nobody wants to die.
The little servant burst into tears, which affected the injury, and the pain made his eyes turn black.
"...I didn't want to come...I said I couldn't come..."
He repeated these two words over and over again, with remorse and resentment.
Mo Li winked at Meng Qi, who understood and went to Ziwei Xingjun Temple to check the situation.
At this time, the little servant finally came back to his senses. He grabbed Mo Li's hand and said with certainty, "You are not from Qinghu Town!"
Mo Li nodded, and then he heard the young servant repeat what had just happened intermittently.
Qinghu Town used to be very lively. It was the largest town nearby. There were many shops and the people in the town were very wealthy. The merchants found it unprofitable and left slowly, leaving only some old shops that have been in Qinghu Town for generations.
Because the tax is too heavy, the things sold in Qinghu Town are always more expensive than other places.
Over time, resentment develops.
The little servant couldn't understand, it was obviously the government that levied heavy taxes. This is something everyone knew, and they all watched Qinghu Town slowly decline. Why did the townspeople hate their merchants together? Shouldn't things have a source? Why don't these people tell the reason, they only see the money that the shop has overcharged, but they don't want to know where the money goes
Every time the shopkeeper sighed, he said that if he changed the term of the Pingzhou prefecture, maybe life would be better.
However, they could never wait for the day to turn around.
Two years ago, people from the Holy Lotus Altar came to preach, and at first they just said some naughty words and gave some small favors to the townspeople. Suddenly one day, he led the townspeople to smash all the shops in a street and looted all the goods.
"... The shopkeeper died, and I was lucky to escape." The boy said with tears in his eyes, "It wasn't enough for them to kill people, so they went to the shopkeeper's house and killed their family members, saying they wanted to find them. Unrighteous wealth. The shopkeeper has been kind to people all his life, and he has to give alms when he encounters beggars. Although there is some surplus money in the family, it is all saved by ancestors in Kaibu Village, Qinghu Town. Since the government raised taxes, although the price of goods is high Ten cents of copper, but the extra tax on a piece of cloth is more than ten cents... I earn a lot less than before. If it wasn't for my family's hard work, I would have stopped doing this long ago. I didn't expect... I went to the county town to report to the official, but there was no People understand, and then I tried desperately to inquire, and only a county official told me that the incense master of the holy lotus altar here is very powerful, and they can't come to die..."
He was exhausted after saying this long series of words.
At this time, Meng Qi came back and said to Mo Li: "A group of Jianghu people entered Qinghu Town, ready to punish traitors and evil, but their strength was poor, and most of them were killed or injured. Those who are still alive are tied to the Ziwei Xingjun Temple. Before. The holy lotus altar gathered everyone in the town and was going to burn them there."
When the servant heard this, he was struggling to get up, and Mo Li hurriedly held him down.
"They're not heroes..." The little servant gasped and said bitterly, "They don't know where they heard about Qinghu Town... They found me and said they wanted to avenge the shopkeeper and them... Forcing me to come here, they didn't Listen to what I have to say."
Thinking that he was about to die, the little servant no longer cared about anything, and continued to scold.
It's just that his voice is getting lower and lower, seeing that he can't catch it in one breath, black blood is constantly flowing from the corners of his mouth, and his whole body is twitching.
The ink carp lowered its eyes, and the palm covering the back of the little servant shook slightly.
The little servant immediately fell silent.
The ink carp took a broken reed mat from the debris and covered his body.
The ink carp stood up slowly, and the wind blew through the broken doors and windows, making the house full of chills.
"... This is the way of the world today, doctor."
Meng Qi stood behind Mo Li, with murderous intent in his eyes, and a sarcastic smile on his lips, "Those who want to live can't survive, except for those who make trouble, there are also foolish people who just want to revile their anger, who want to help justice but have no brains. The hero. Even if the entire Qinghu Town is completely killed, what can we do? If we want to solve it completely, we can only change the world."
Doctor Mo was silent for a while, and suddenly asked in a low voice, "So you are going to help Li Yuanze to pacify the world and create a prosperous world?"
Meng Qi was stunned when he heard the words, he began to be in a trance, and there seemed to be a voice rumbling in his head.
"Only the people have no worries, the journey of the Dao, the world is the public, and the foundation of the prosperous world..."
Who did he say that to
The face of the man was blurry, but he stood in front of him, and there seemed to be many people around him.
They stood side by side, together with the man, toasting to the first day of ascension.
"I swear to town the frontier, pacify Xiliang, sway pirates, eliminate treacherous evil, and restore the world to a bright future!"
"I would like to establish a heart for the heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the people, continue the unique learning for the sages of the past, and create peace for the world!"
Meng Qi trembled uncontrollably, his eyes darkened, he couldn't stand, and he supported the wall with one hand.
The fingers were too hard, and they pierced deeply into the masonry.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Mo Li hurriedly grabbed Meng Qi's wrist, but the latter did not refuse, and let Mo Li input spiritual power to adjust the messed up inner breath.
Mo Li said that sentence just because of feeling, and also wanted to understand some things, but he did not expect to trigger Meng Qi's symptoms.
Meng Qi's eyes were red, and his mind was disintegrating.
It's just that this time he didn't shout and kill, but muttered something in a low voice.
Doctor Mo leaned in to listen.
"… 'The old, the old and the old, the young, the young and the young, the world can be transported in the palm of your hand'. It's really ridiculous, you are born as human beings, and it is the book written by your sages, I believe in their words, Encouragement with you and others, but in the end, it is nothing but a void.
"Why does the king have to say benefit, there is also benevolence and righteousness... How ironic, he established imperial power for ten years, ruled the world for fifteen years, and then achieved prosperity for fifteen years, and the world was peaceful, but Li Yuanze only had the interests of his family and one surname left in his eyes, he forgot What is righteousness.
"If you want to rule the world peacefully, in today's world, who will give up on me? Haha, who will give up on me?"
Meng Qi's eyebrows were full of anger, and his wild inner breath was like a huge wave on the boundless sea. Mo Li's hand was forcibly shaken, but fortunately, he was quick-witted and caught again.
Only then did Meng Qi "see" the ink carp.
He slowly pulled away the palm he had stabbed into the wall, and the internal force flowing out of his fingertips destroyed a layer of masonry.
"Meng Qi!"
Mo Li tried to wake up the person in front of him, but he couldn't get his hands to take Ning Shen Pill, so he could only entangle him.
Meng Qi didn't mean to break free. He was in a trance for a long time, his inner breath became more and more disordered, and Mo Li was about to be unable to hold him back. When he was sweating profusely, he suddenly heard Meng Qi whisper:
"I couldn't kill him..."
"Meng Qi?"
"... Li Yuanze lied to me. As soon as I left Taijing, he took the opportunity to act. The Marquis of Jingyuan left me a letter, if the king died, what would happen to the Chu Dynasty? What would the world do? Can an emperor who has not changed can still be regarded as a wise emperor of ten thousand people? They say, forget it."
Meng Qi laughed, his laughter twisted, and he smashed the wall as soon as he raised his hand.
Mo Li's mind was shaken, he knew what happened later, Qin Lu explained it clearly when he taught him to read history.
Emperor Yuan of Chu treated the people with generosity, and he repeatedly practiced benevolent government for 30 years. Originally, it was a story of monarchs and ministers getting each other through the ages. However, when Emperor Chu Yuan was old, he suddenly lost his mind. He was afraid that after his death, his power would fall by the wayside, and he would kill the three princes and nine princes in a row, causing panic among the people in the court. In order to protect themselves, the ministers subconsciously resisted the imperial power.
As soon as Emperor Chu Yuan died, Emperor Chu Ling, who succeeded him, couldn't hold back his ministers at all, so he promoted young officials aggressively to fight against the original officials in the court.
Young courtiers are inexperienced and unsophisticated, so they can only rely on the help of the emperor.
The more they fight, the more the monarch and his ministers become more alienated. Although some of the young ministers are loyal to the emperor, there are more ambitious villains who are motivated by profit.
In the end, the bitter battle between the two factions brought bitter fruit. Emperor Chu Ling believed in a person who should not be believed, and constantly gave him military power and promoted him to fight against the old division of Jingyuan Hou's direct line, that is, the general Lu Zhang.
In a palace change, the Chu clan corpses were scattered all over the place, and the courtiers who refused to surrender were also beheaded, and Taijing was killed in a river of blood.
In the Qi Dynasty, Chu was established, and the wealthy families and officials were submissive on the surface, but in fact they violated the yang and yin.
The scene of the prosperous world has become empty in a blink of an eye.
"My first mistake was that I didn't kill Li Yuanze, and my second mistake was that I left in a hurry and didn't stay in the court..."
"It's useless for you to kill him, Li Yuanze has already done it! It's useless for you to stay, and people's hearts are hard to control. How can one more person and one less person be able to change it?"
Although Mo Li felt that if he was Meng Qi, he was afraid that he would not be able to let it go, or even inferior to Meng Qi, but now Meng Qi's situation is not right, he can only scold him, hoping that he can wake up.
However, the results were minimal. Doctor Mo's arm went numb and he took three steps back. When he stabilized his body, he could only see Meng Qi's back.
"boom!"
The well on the street was destroyed and the water gushed out.
Meng Qi didn't know the direction, and smashed several potholes along the ruins.
"Meng Qi!" Mo Li stopped in front of him, the latter's figure paused, and then was sprayed straight by the water.
"… "
Meng Qi, who turned into a soup chicken, blinked: "Doctor, what's wrong with me?"
Mo Li looked at the water that filled the pothole, and suddenly had an idea.
At this time, the incense owner of the holy lotus altar was instructing his subordinates to pick up firewood and pile it at the feet of those Jianghu people.
"Villagers, you have to die!" The young man was covered in blood, but he was still scolding.
The companions beside him were different. The sober people sneered again and again without saying a word when they fainted.
"Luo Bin! It's a waste of you to brag about how good your swordsmanship is, but you can't even match the incense master of the Holy Lotus Altar?"
"The deceiver!"
The young man named Luo Bin was very annoyed when he heard the words, but when he thought that he was indeed defeated with one move, he couldn't help but wonder, is his martial arts really ordinary? Could it be that the swordsmen of Jianghu that he defeated before were all in vain
The incense master of the holy lotus altar was very disdainful when he heard the group of people scolding each other. He picked up Luo Bin's sword, took a closer look, and smiled sullenly: "Jin Fengjian, it turned out to be the descendant of the Qingcheng School Jinjian Taoist.
Luo Bin was stunned, and then he saw the blue mole on the forehead of the incense master.
This holy lotus altar incense master looks like a little boy with a white face, but the blue mole on the forehead like a birthmark is very abrupt.
"You, you are... the blue-faced ghost of Youtu Sect!" Luo Bin was shocked and blurted out, "Youtu Sect has been destroyed for many years, so you are hiding here!"
The incense master directly threw the long sword aside, pulled Luo Bin's hair, and said with a strange smile: "Yes, incognito to seek refuge in the Holy Lotus Altar, just to be a small incense master in order not to attract attention. In this way, there will always be Do knights like you rush over to die when they hear that they are nothing more than incense masters?"
After speaking, he slapped Luo Bin's dantian, and the latter vomited blood.
However, the incense master grabbed Luo Bin's wrist and recklessly absorbed the disintegrating internal force.
"You decent disciples of the famous sect are really inferior to each other, and their foundations are very frivolous."
The incense master drained Luo Bin's inner strength and threw him on the firewood. It seemed that it was not enough, and he looked at the others.
All the people who came with Luo Bin were trembling, lest the devil would attack them.
However, the incense master did not look down on them, turned around and walked up the steps, and said to the townspeople: "They murdered in the town, and they have to pay back ten times! Those who have been chopped off will cut their hands and feet into ten pieces with a knife. Those who have died can be divided. There is a real dragon under the throne of Ziwei Xing, and the dragon lives in the lake outside the town. This is the blessing of Qinghu Town!"
The townspeople were immediately excited. The incense owner said that Qinghu Town is different.
The dragon belongs to water, and water is the source of wealth. Qinghu Town was originally so wealthy, and it was all the government and profiteers that ruined the blessings of this place!
"Kill them, burn them! Drive away the evil spirits!"
Those townspeople whose homes "died from illness" shouted loudly, their eyes full of hatred.
The incense master waved his hand leisurely, his voice was not high, but it could be heard by everyone: "Lord Ziweixing is above, those who believe in dragons live, those who rebel against dragons die..."
The ground suddenly shook, and he stopped vigilantly and looked around.
The townspeople were excited, but couldn't find it.
"The Lord of Incense?" asked the disciples of the Holy Lotus Altar suspiciously.
At this moment, there was a flurry of flying ash not far away, mixed with the collapse of masonry, as if someone was demolishing the house.
"What's the matter?" Xiangzhu asked with a frown. He quickly thought of the two strange people who appeared in the morning.
The disciples of the Holy Lotus Altar didn't have time to check the situation, and they saw the whirlwind of flying sand and rocks moving from east to west at an extremely fast speed, and they passed half a circle in the field of vision in a blink of an eye.
"My house!" Some townspeople screamed to go back.
There was a rumbling sound in the ear, as if there was a rush of water.
Lord Xiang's expression changed drastically, and without saying a word, he jumped into the air, ready to flee for his life.
He did a good job of light work, and in a blink of an eye, he reached the edge of the crowd. When building this temple, he demolished many houses, and built many empty houses around, so that the townspeople could eat and live together. After the epidemic broke out, they were allowed to go home separately. Now these houses are all gone, and the ground is sinking into potholes.
In the smoke and dust, someone faintly slapped the air, destroying the house and the ground like it was rotten.
There was a constant stream of water pouring out of the hole.
The incense master did not dare to look any further, and was about to step on the few remaining houses to escape for his life, but he encountered ink carp head-on.
"Go away!" The incense master was furious.
Mo Li didn't answer, and the two hurriedly exchanged palms. The incense master felt the blood rush in his chest, and staggered and flew out.
The palm of the ink carp has a strange cyan color.
The incense master was shocked, who is this person, and how can he have such deep inner strength? Seeing something different in Mo Li's hands, he immediately laughed out loud: "Junior is courting death! Let you taste the taste of bone-eating poison!"
Mo Li shook his hand and chased after him like no one else.
The incense master was horrified, not understanding what was going on, he hurriedly pressed his internal injuries to escape, and was overtaken by Mo Li after a while.
He threw a hidden weapon and was avoided by the ink carp.
Pulling out the poisoned short knife, he used his housekeeping skills, but in less than ten rounds, Mo Li broke his wrist and fell heavily into the ruins.
Mo Li did not give him another chance to struggle, and directly smashed the incense master's dantian qi sea with one palm, abolishing his martial arts.
Mr. Xiang paused, wrinkling suddenly appeared on his face, and he looked twenty years older.
Mo Li picked up the person and jumped to the roof with a boost of energy, avoiding the area where Meng Qi demolished the house and went straight to the front of the temple.
"boom."
The incense master was thrown in front of the crowd. He vomited blood and didn't get up for a long time.
The congregation and the townspeople of the Holy Lotus Altar were first frightened by the surrounding movement, and then saw that the incense master who was blessed by Xingjun was thrown back half-dead. Even though they were angry, they could not help but retreat in the face of the black carp that fell from the sky. step.
They couldn't go even if they wanted to, because the temple was surrounded by potholes, the underground currents were chiseled out, the water level soared, and the whole Ziwei Xingjun Temple seemed to be an island, unless someone like the incense master or this strange evil spirit could Fly, otherwise you will not be able to cross.
The townspeople were terrified, but Luo Bin and others were overjoyed.
"Senior, help!"
"The holy lotus altar is a waste of life, and the townspeople here are bewitched by it, and they will all die!"
Luo Bin struggled to his feet, pointed to the incense master, and said with an indignant expression: "This person is the remnant of Youtu Sect many years ago, who threw himself into the holy lotus altar, continued to harm the people, and lured the righteous people of the martial arts to take the bait and take the opportunity to absorb internal strength..."
"What about the person you brought from Qinghu Town?" Mo Li interrupted him.
Luo Bin was stunned for a moment, looked at his companion, seemed to think of the little servant, and said angrily: "That little servant must have run away because of the bad situation, I waited for him with good intentions and good intentions to avenge him, but he didn't appreciate it! "
Mo Li looked at him fixedly, and reminded without hesitation: "Did he tell you that the incense master of the Holy Lotus Altar here is strong in martial arts, and the townspeople firmly believe in him, so he can't come in directly to die, at least Want to investigate?"
Luo Bin and the others were immediately stagnant, and it took a long while before someone said, "He is greedy for life and afraid of death... How can you believe what he says?"
"Then what about you now?" Mo Li didn't let them loose, so he looked down and asked.
Luo Bin was full of resentment because of the failure of his martial arts. Now that Mo Li said this, it seemed that the disaster was his own fault, and he couldn't hold back his face.
"I'm a direct disciple of the Jinjian Zhenren of the Qingcheng School. I was ordered by my teacher to go down the mountain to punish evil and eliminate violence. Who are you?"
Mo Li looked at him and said thoughtfully, "Since your martial arts have also been abolished, it's just right."
After speaking, Meng Qi, who was also learning to go mad, raised his palm and poured 100% of his internal strength, and directly blasted a pothole in front of the temple gate. Then he lifted the incense master with one hand, Luo Bin with the other, loosened the rope of the latter, and threw them into the hole.
"Let's fight." Mo Li said lightly, as if he would let anyone win if he won.
The incense master was still thinking about the origin of the ink carp, and Luo Bin couldn't wait to tear the incense master, and threw himself on it with a roar.
Martial arts are abolished, but the tricks will still be available.
The two scuffled into a ball, the pothole was narrow, and the body was covered in mud, without any image.
Mo Li turned to look at the townspeople, whose eyes were full of hostility.
Suddenly, the disciples of the Holy Lotus Altar called for the blessing of Lord Ziweixing, and rushed up with Luo Bin's sharp sword.
This is how these people are, even if they are a little bit afraid, but when they get together and a leader rushes over, they are not afraid of anything. It's not that I'm not afraid of death, but I don't believe that I will die at all, and I don't believe that others can kill them all.
Since he will not die, of course others will die.
Mo Li raised his hand and was about to lift them all out, but someone did it for him.
The disciples of the Holy Lotus Altar and the townspeople fell to the ground, and they couldn't breathe for a long time.
On the roof of the main hall of Xingjun Temple stood a man, his long hair fluttering in the wind, his face was threatening, like a god.
"It's Ziwei Xingjun, it must be Xingjun!"
"Water is a dragon, and a real dragon is born!"
Some other townspeople recognized that this person seemed to be the one who appeared in Qinghu Town with Mo Li in the morning. They were hesitant, and just wanted to stop the people around them from cheering and shouting—
"boom!"
Meng Qi stepped on the roof with one foot, and dismantled the beams of the house, and knocked down the statue of Ziwei Xingjun.
"… "
The shouting stopped, and the townspeople were terrified, as if disaster was imminent in the next moment.
But nothing happened, the sky didn't turn dark, the ground didn't cave in, and Xingjun didn't get angry.
Meng Qi kicked the statue again, and the statue rolled onto the steps in front of the temple, causing the townspeople to dodge in shock.
"Whoever scolds this Ziwei Xingjun once and tramples on it, I will let him go." Meng Qi said lazily, "I will scold until I am satisfied, if I am not happy... You may not be afraid of death, I believe that after death, you will get The blessing of Lord Ziweixing, but I will let you die, just like your incense master."
The few Jianghu people who were tied to the side were overjoyed when they heard the words, and were about to speak.
"By the way, you don't need to scold. You go to the town and dig a grave. It must be deep enough, and the sides of the grave must be smooth enough. Then cut down a tree to make a coffin, and you can't have a single burr. , that coffin and grave are his."
The author has something to say:
Willing to establish a heart for the heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the life and the people, continue the unique learning for the sages of the past, and open peace for all generations - Zhang Zai of the Northern Song Dynasty
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The old and the old and the old of the people, the young and the young and the young of the people, the world can be transported in the palm of your hand
Why does the king have to say benefit, there is also benevolence and righteousness.
If you want to rule the world peacefully, in today's world, no one else will give up on me
From "Mencius"
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Well, now is the time for political issues.
What was the reason for the failure of the political aspirations of the founding hero of the Chu Dynasty ×14
A: In the feudal society of "family world", Li Yuanze's actions represent the interests of the imperial power, and failure is inevitable... Maya, the national teacher is here, no more answers, everyone run away