The way out is long, and I don’t know where I will go and what kind of people I will meet.
The road back to Pingzhou was the exact opposite. Except for the two mountain bandits robbed in Yongzhou, nothing happened during the rest of the time.
It seems that the holy lotus altar and the bandits should have such a quarrel with the king of heaven, exhausting the risk of instability, or the name of Meng Qi Moli has been widely rumored in the rivers and lakes, first killing the ancestor of Qingwu, and then killing it. King Tianshou, Zheng Tu, and the rest weighed their own weight, and shrewd away.
This made Meng Qi's mood waning, and lying beside the ink carp said, "It seems that it is time to live in seclusion."
Ink carp is unknown.
Meng Qi vividly described the influence of rumors in the arena under normal circumstances.
In the beginning, everyone was afraid, but martial arts can be replaced in three or five years. The fastest way to become famous is to step on those "famous" guys to make a name for themselves, especially those who have disappeared for several years, and the rumors seem untrue. Case.
"By then, we'll have a steady stream of troubles."
"… "
Mo Li felt that Meng Qi's expression was not describing trouble, but the joy of being delivered to the door.
"The day after tomorrow, we will enter Zhushan County."
Meng Qi sighed deeply.
The bed in the inn is too small and a little crowded.
There are too many people in the Chen family caravan, this place is biased, the conditions of the inn are not good, no one has the privilege to live in a room alone - because there are not enough rooms in the inn, it is already November, and the ordinary foot shop is too cold Now, the Chen family is not stingy with their own people.
The bedding in the inn smelled musty. After entering the door, Meng Qi habitually threw all the pillows and bedding on the table, opened the bed tent, opened the window, and let the cold wind blow the house as cold as ice. Anyway, he and Mo Li were not afraid of it. cold.
These houses are ventilated a limited number of times throughout the winter, and no matter how clean they are, the smell is frowned upon.
The guy just planned to send hot water to the charcoal stove to earn more coins, but as soon as he entered the house, he was blown away by the wind, and he kept looking at Meng Qi with the eyes of a lunatic when he left.
The ink carp also suffered the disaster of the pond fish, and suffered several scorns.
"The food in this inn is not too hard to swallow." Mo Li tried to persuade Meng Qi.
"No, we still have dry food."
Meng Qi refused, and when he left Taijing, he brought a whole ten kilograms of oil cakes.
This stuff is made of flour, deep fried until golden on both sides, and it will keep for a long time in winter.
In addition, there are ten catties of dried meat, ten jars of good wine, and I bought chestnuts and various cakes along the way.
- When the fat rat just wants to lie on the bed and eat chestnuts, it can't be dragged.
Just when Mo Li wanted to get up, Meng Qi grabbed the person and said solemnly:
"Ali, I always feel that Lady Xue is asking about something these days."
Rao is Meng Qi, and the closer you get to Zhushan County, Pingzhou, the more you will inevitably worry about gains and losses.
It's not that Mo Li didn't comfort him, but he found that the more he talked, the more nervous Meng Qi became.
Furthermore, Mo Li himself is not much better.
Xue Lingjun asked him to go out and stay away from Meng Qi, but he brought people back. Qin Lu might have expected him to bring back a fish, but it turned out to be a fat rat? It's a little bit worse! There is also Tang Xiaotang, the younger brother is still young, how to explain the relationship between Meng Qi's identity and himself
The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, and he couldn't sleep.
Now the two of them are lying on the bed with their eyes open like fools.
"What happened to Lady Xue?" Mo Li said casually.
Meng Qi didn't speak, and continued to think deeply.
Xue Zhu did not reveal any flaws. Chen Zhong seemed clumsy and arrogant. In fact, Chen Zhong was the leader of the caravan.
Chen Zhong's lip service is not good, but he doesn't forgive Meng Qi, and he doesn't answer Meng Qi's words.
Meng Qi was not afraid that Xue Zhu and Chen Zhong would see through his relationship with Mo Li, and he did not intend to hide it. He also wanted to use the couple to make a breakthrough. At first everything went well, but recently, Xue Zhu's calm demeanor always seems to With deep vigilance.
This is not good.
"Did I offend them?" Meng Qi asked sincerely.
The ink carp rubbed his forehead, thinking that the gerbil authorities were fascinated.
"Brother Meng has shown the best of his ability..."
Both civil and military, Shenhua is introverted, and his conversation is extraordinary.
In a word, a young talent who can't be found even with a lantern.
No, no, he is more attractive than those young talents who are just starting out. It seems that there is nothing that Meng Qi does not know, but he has no air. When he does not speak, he is like a hermit and a master. When walking around, he can talk to the caravan's coachman Have fun.
Forget about Chen Zhong, but Xue Zhu really knows how high Mo Li's martial arts are, and how many people in the world can be comparable to Mo Li
Besides, there were so many rumors in the rivers and lakes, Xue Zhu carried them out to ask a green forest visitor, and he could always ask something.
Xue Ting mentioned "Meng Guoshi" to Mo Li, didn't he tell his biological daughter
Meng Qi didn't intend to conceal his identity. He was about to reverse Xue Ting's prejudice against "Meng Guoshi", but he forgot that in Xue Zhu's eyes, Mo Li was only in his twenties! Ordinary people who have never left Zhushan County before, could they be deceived by Meng Qi
Madam Xue was contradicting herself. She even heard rumors of "Meng Guoshi of the Chu Dynasty" when she came out this trip. If you meet again, does Meng Guoshi plan to go to Zhushan County together
What is there in Zhushan County, apart from her old father who was a master of poison in the past, there is probably only Mo Li's teacher, the genius doctor Qin Lu.
Madam Xue didn't think that Meng Qi must be malicious, nor that Mo Li was so easy to deceive. She just knew clearly that she was definitely not Meng Qi's opponent, so once there was danger, she couldn't prevent it.
"She has probably written a letter and asked to send it back quickly to tell Xue Lingjun what happened here."
Mo Li briefly explained his guess, Meng Qi blinked, and then showed a distressed look of "tired by fame".
"...Xue Lingjun won't do it directly, I'm still beside you." Mo Li said solemnly.
Immediately I felt amused, why has he not been so calm after going out for more than a year
Xue Ting is not so unreasonable, and Mr. Qin is even more reasonable...
Mo Li thought about it, and suddenly felt some white flocculent things blowing from the cold wind outside the window.
"It's snowing."
Tomorrow they will be separated from the Chen family caravan, and they will go to Ma County and take the mountain road.
"This aura..." Meng Qi stood up and looked at Mo Li in surprise.
Mo Li pursed his lips and said nothing.
It was about to enter the Qimao Mountain range, and this biting snowstorm came from there.
Meng Qi excitedly walked to the window and looked around, Mo Li quickly withdrew the bamboo pole that supported the window, and the room was suddenly pitch black.
"Ali?"
"I can't see anything here." Mo Li thought about the beauty of the nineteen peaks of Shangyun Mountain, and couldn't help being a little embarrassed. The first time was not because of the name of Jimao Mountain, but because no matter the area of the land or the scenery of the mountains and rivers... Too ordinary.
From the capital, looking up to Yunshan from a distance, it is expected to be like a dragon, the clouds and mists rise, and the momentum is magnificent.
Qimao Mountain is just a wild mountain with lush vegetation.
It happened to catch up with winter, and even this advantage was gone.
Mo Li never felt bad about Qimao Mountain before, and now he even thought that if he had half of Feihe Mountain's talent (the grey sparrow fluttered its wings and sneezed), he wouldn't be so embarrassed.
"The carriage can go through the Yangchanggou, and there is the Wild Wolf Ridge nearby, and the road is rough."
Mo Li explained with difficulty that they were separated from Qimao Mountain by other barren mountains.
Meng Qi turned his head and laughed in a low voice: "This looming spiritual energy makes me want to go on the road overnight, step on the mountain that I have admired for a long time, smell the fragrance of the soil, and sink into the mountains that contain spiritual veins. The river is like hugging the carp at this moment..."
Then he reached out and hugged the empty one.
Mo Li tried to pretend that nothing happened, and then stumbled back to the bed.
"sleep."
Isn't the bed small, it's stuffed when it gets smaller.
There is also an advantage to being smaller, lest Meng Qi be dishonest at night.
You must know that even if it becomes a gerbil, the gerbil's claws are restless.
-Eight-year-old Xiaolang can lie on his side on the bed.
Meng Qi stepped forward and threw off his large robe. When he threw him on the bed, his slender arms had turned into equally chubby arms.
Tickling through the clothes, Mo Li couldn't help shrinking a little more, and when he broke free, he was already three or four years old.
Lifting his foot, he kicked the fat baby's butt next to him, who was covered in underwear and didn't come out.
This is just getting smaller, the martial arts are still there, but most of the moves cannot be used due to the body shape.
But when the subject is also a fat doll, it doesn't matter.
Anyway, the arms are as short, the legs are not too far away, and it is equally difficult to turn over. The original sharp move looks very funny.
However, the two played very vigorously and felt fresh.
Mo Li swept Qianjun and stretched out his right leg without kicking anything. Meng Qi tried to block it with his delicate grabbing hand, but his short and fat fingers were not long enough to "catch" the arm that looked like three circles of lotus root. In addition, when he retreated and closed the move, his horse's steps could not be stabilized, and he fell over with a somersault, and directly rolled into a ball with the ink carp.
"Hee hee... haha..."
Milky laughter echoed in the room.
Mo Li suddenly felt a little coolness on his face, why did the snowflakes float in again
He looked in the direction of the window subconsciously, and suddenly froze.
Someone stood in front of the window at some point, silently, silently looking at the two fat dolls playing on the bed.
"teacher?!"
Mo Li jumped up on the spot, crawled out of bed in a hurry, trying to change back, he found that the underwear had almost been broken free.
Mr. Qin, with white hair and white beard, walked to the table top-heavy and sat down.
So frightened that the ink carp did not change back, he directly wrapped his clothes and turned over the porcelain bottle that stored the medicine.
"Teacher, Heart Protection Pill..."
Qin Lu's mood was very complicated. In fact, he saw from a distance that there was an open window in the inn, and his disciple walked to the window with a stranger.
In the middle of the night, it was originally not suitable for meeting, but the sound of children's laughter could be heard in the room. Qin Lu was surprised for a while. In addition, he came here after receiving an urgent letter from Mrs. Xue, so he was not at ease with Mo Li. Look, I saw a very absurd scene.
A child who looks exactly like the apprentice when he was a child
The apprentice went out for a trip. It was less than two years old, and he even had a child? Or two? !
When Mr. Qin was in a trance, he suddenly heard the familiar call of the child, and his heart that was floating in the air finally fell.
So he silently looked at the fat little carp who didn't have time to get dressed and ran to the fat little carp who was delivering medicine to him.
There is also the embarrassed little baby next to him, with bulging pink cheeks and round short arms, standing on the ground with bare fat feet in the bone-chilling cold wind, not afraid of the cold at all, standing next to the ink carp Here, they are simply a pair of golden boys in the New Year's picture.
"It's fine for the teacher."
Mr. Qin calmed down, stroked his beard and asked, "This is what you found..."
"Companion, Brother Meng is the dragon vein of Shangyun Mountain." Mo Li grabbed the medicine bottle worriedly and did not dare to put it away.
Qin Lu was taken aback when he heard the words. Of course he knew where Shangyun Mountain was. He subconsciously touched Xue Zhu in his sleeve and sent a letter, and he suddenly realized.
It is no wonder that the dragon veins born near Taijing are the national teachers of the Chu Dynasty.
Meng Qi, who obediently stood side by side with the ink carp, quietly poked the ink carp's arm.
Mo Li turned back and met Meng Qi's triumphant gaze. The two of them were too short now. As long as they didn't look up, Qin Lu wouldn't even want to see their expressions even if they were sitting.
- The age problem of eighty-seven is suddenly resolved, it can become bigger and smaller, what is the wrong age
Mo Li thought about it, yes, it is better to become a fat baby than to become a gerbil to explain to Qin Lu on the spot!