When Mo Li heard the movement and turned around, he found that Meng Qi was looking at him with a complicated expression, while the branches kept sweeping the branches and leaves, and the right half of Meng Qi's face was flushed.
"... Maybe it wants to come down?" Meng Qi's voice was dry, with a hint of depression.
This tree can't get along with his face, and it's useless to avoid it.
The ink carp is speechless, what is going down? This place is not a place where spiritual energy meets, and it is not suitable for planting trees at all.
"That's my way of carrying it, isn't it?" Meng Qi asked again, he wondered, is Shan Ling so picky? After all, he was carrying it, not dragging it, and he even had to give his opinion!
The ink carp said weakly: "It's a tree, not a baby. How can you hold a tree?"
Meng Qi let out an "oh", then stuffed the tree to Mo Li with a blank face, and explained in a stern manner: "My face hurts!"
"Myrrh."
Doctor Mo said that the luggage fell into the ground, and the pain in his face could not be cured.
The branches swayed, and the ink carp subconsciously lost a spiritual energy to enter, the tree immediately became quiet, and stayed on the shoulder of the ink carp.
"Let's go."
Mo Li carried the tree and continued to walk forward, and Meng Qi followed behind, his eyes full of surprise.
Losing spiritual energy is the same as losing internal energy, except... it is difficult for others to see when the tree is involved, not to mention that Meng Qi has not yet realized the relationship between spiritual energy and internal energy. It's almost like breaking a tree trunk!
Ink carp raising parameters for years, very experienced.
Generally, he will not directly instill spiritual power, and it is better to crush the pills and put them in the soil. However, this is a tree made of dragon veins. Unlike the white ginseng at home, it can directly absorb spiritual power, which saves a lot of trouble.
The road is rough and muddy everywhere.
When the dawn loomed on the horizon, Mo Li finally found a lonely peak.
On the right is a cliff formed by a crack. On the left is a steep mountain formed by the ground uplift. This mountain is too small. The top is only the size of a room. The top and bottom are basically the same thickness. go up.
The mountain peak is not too high, there are no other high points on all sides, it looks lonely.
Small peaks like this are very common in the mountains. If they look like people or things, they can still be regarded as a beautiful scenery.
Because the mountain is too steep, it is not easy to take advantage of Qinggong, so Mo Li can only carry the tree up with Meng Qi.
"There are the sun, moon and stars on the top, and the earth veins on the bottom, that's all."
The ink carp found a suitable location and began to dig a hole and plant a tree.
There is no shovel and shovel, and you can work with stones. It is so convenient for martial arts masters to walk around the rivers and lakes.
"There is only such a tree on the bare mountain, won't it attract too much attention?" Meng Qi asked.
Mo Li thought about it and thought it made sense.
Meng Qi thoughtful and continued to ask: "Muxiu is in the forest, the wind will destroy it, so find a taller tree to block it?"
"… "
According to this principle, we have to find a taller tree, so that when the thunder strikes, it will suffer.
"Build a small pond with stones to store rainwater. If a thunder strikes a tree and causes a fire, the water can put out the fire." Meng Qi was refreshed and kept talking, "However, the function of the pond is limited, so we should dig a ditch. Come on! Build it with stones, so that the fire can't burn here."
Mo Li felt that Meng Qi probably didn't want to plant this tree.
Thinking about it, worrying about it.
- Taijing Longmai, who has lost his memory, is also very concerned about the same kind.
Doctor Mo silently turned his head and continued digging.
"It's settled, I'll find a suitable tree." Meng Qi clapped his hands and prepared to go down the mountain.
"Wait." Mo Li hurriedly stopped the person and said helplessly, "It doesn't have to be like this, if the mountain spirit is there, it will promote the trees and protect itself, but..."
The dragon vein is dead, and he doesn't know what this tree is.
The root system is still there, and the residual spiritual energy has to be reborn again. It looks like a dragon vein, but who can say for sure? There are many spiritual creatures in the world, like the white fox in Qimao Mountain, which can also understand human nature, but it is not a dragon vein.
Planting a tree in a place where spiritual energy is abundant is just a glimmer of hope in the heart of the ink carp.
Mo Li was thinking about it when he suddenly felt a hand reach out to hold him. He raised his head in surprise and met Meng Qi's eyes.
"I think it is very alive, it must still be alive." Meng Qi said firmly.
"I hope so… "
The ink carp stood up and straightened the trunk, and then buried the soil in the pit.
The trunk began to sway, Meng Qi subconsciously helped it, and then found that it was not the trunk that was unstable, but that the mountain was shaking.
Another aftershock
Meng Qi found that the cracks at the bottom of the mountain had closed slightly.
"Doctor, Shan Ling is still there."
As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Qi was staggering, staring blankly at the tree he was supporting.
The tree is getting smaller! shrunk!
From a luxuriant tree to a sapling as thick as a fist! The leaves fell to the ground and vanished.
Meng Qi: "..."
After carrying the tree all the way, and struggling to lift it up the mountain, what happened? It doesn't get smaller in the morning, and it doesn't get smaller in the evening. As soon as it is planted, the tree becomes smaller. Is it difficult for me to live
After realizing it, Meng Qi found that he was not surprised that the tree was abnormal.
He probably believed the mountain spirit that the doctor said in his heart.
- Not Shan Ling, what could it be? Dryad
Meng Qi rubbed his brows subconsciously. He wanted to take a Ningshen Pill to reassure himself, but the doctor lost his luggage and had no medicine.
Mo Li touched the trunk of the tree and vaguely felt the weak spiritual energy belonging to the earth veins, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
No need to transplant trees or do anything else. This dragon vein on Mount Shilang does still have a chance of life, and the place where the aura gathered again is more suitable for its recovery than the abandoned place.
It will not be long before this dragon vein gives birth to self-consciousness and even turns into a human form.
The warm sunlight shines on the canopy, which is much thinner and bald, and it can be vaguely seen that the branches are in the shape of a dragon, and the canopy is facing the rising sun.
Mo Li lost some spiritual energy again, but this time he was rejected.
The tree has been connected to the earth vein, and it will send out all the spiritual energy before it suddenly shrinks. Its growth depends on the spiritual energy circulation between heaven and earth.
The leaves that remained on the branches shimmered and disappeared soon after.
Mo Li let go of his hand and stood up slowly, his figure blurred in the backlight.
Meng Qi next to him thought to himself, who is he who believes in Shanling and can communicate with Shanling
According to ancient books, there are many witches in Chu, offering sacrifices to mountain gods with dances, goodness and divine language. It's been a long time, and the people of today are no longer there.
Chu Wu is different from the alchemist. This is quite an ancient legend. Meng Qi used to only talk about it as an eclectic talk, but now he has to think about the possibility of Chu Wu's existence.
However, this is Pingzhou in the northwest, and it is completely two directions from Chu, and it is not close to Taijing.
Why are the Chu Wu clan wandering in all directions? Is there any reason for this
Finally, the ancient books did not say that Chu Wu was afraid of cats!
Meng Qi couldn't understand the matter of being afraid of cats, but he had already decided in his heart that Chu Wu's guess - reading a lot of books, also had its downsides.
Also very reasonable!
***
For the surviving people of Qiuling County, the long night has finally passed.
The sun was rising, and smoke lingered on the charred ruins, choking the breath.
The thunderstorm in the second half of the night just barely controlled the fire, and the heat that burned all night melted the nearby snow. This morning was not very cold.
Most people stayed up all night, and the aftershocks made them afraid to close their eyes.
Fortunately, the location of the camp was good, there were no falling rocks nearby, and there were no casualties except for trepidation when shaking.
"The fire last night can be seen by people in the nearby ten-mile area. With such a big movement, what happened in Qiuling County, how can there be no one in this ten-mile-eight township..."
There was a lot of discussion among the people, some were going to defect to their relatives and friends, and some were still thinking about going to Sijiabao.
"It's all quiet, there's no clothes or food, where can the people in the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month go?" Zheng Zhaokuai from Qiuling County said loudly, "When the ground in the county town is no longer hot, we will look for something that can be used."
This Zheng Zhukuai was very prestigious, and everyone responded one after another.
Said to be the county seat, where there is still a city now, but it is a ruin.
Zheng Zuokuai took people to an abandoned pottery kiln outside Qiuling County last night and found a lot of utensils. Now the earthenware pot that boils hot water on the fire was obtained from the pottery kiln.
Qiu Hong followed an old woman and brought the pot to several patients with broken legs.
After a busy circle, she suddenly saw two familiar figures in the camp.
"doctor?"
Qiu Hong blurted out, and she immediately covered her mouth again.
Although the ink carp's clothes are covered with dry mud, everyone in the camp looks like this, and it's not too eye-catching.
Mo Li told Qiu Hong the whereabouts of the hard laborers in a low voice. Naturally, he didn't say anything about the dragon veins. He only said that the Si family wanted to rebel and that Si Zhuan had another teacher behind him.
"... I couldn't find the bones of my brother, and I don't know where he was buried. I'm sorry, but please listen to me. Although the Si family is dead, the gold nuggets in the Si family can't be destroyed, and they will definitely be in the future. Someone else came to look for it."
Qiu Hong lowered her eyes, choked up and bowed.
Mo Li persuaded seriously: "There are many ambitious people who have contacts with the Si family. They are on the same level as the Si family. If General Dang Kou can't find the place where the Si family hides the gold, these people will appear sooner or later. Qiu There are not many people who survived in Ling County, you have inquired about the gold mines, although you did not attract attention, you still have to be wary of being found."
"I have a cheap life, why should I be afraid of life and death..."
"Who's life is cheap, who's life is precious? Is the life of the magistrate of Qiuling County expensive? Where is he at the moment?" Mo Li asked back.
Qiu Hong wept silently, Mo Li saw her expression and knew she had listened.
"Me and..." Mo Li looked at Meng Qi behind him, and took his name vaguely, "My friends and I will stay in Qiuling County for a few days. If you want to leave and are afraid of being found, we can Take you for a ride."
"How dare you trouble your benefactor."
"It's just to help you find out some news, I can't say it's a favor."
Mo Li was talking when he suddenly heard a noise in the distance. It turned out that the soldiers under General Dang Kou had returned.
In addition to Liu Dan, who was trapped in a crack in the ground, many people also escaped this disaster.
Zhu Kuai Zheng San heard that the Si family ambush and killed the court officials last night, and shook his head again and again, lamenting that the Si family had rebelled and killed General Liu, and the second step must be to attack Qiuling County.
Without this earthquake, Qiuling County would inevitably suffer a major change. The people in the Sijia shop were fine, and people like him who lived in the county government office would not know what would happen.
The misfortune in the world is so difficult to distinguish.
Hearing that the Si family was going to rebel, the people in Qiuling County stopped clamoring for the Si family to pay for their lives, and even panicked to escape.
There was chaos in the camp, and Liu Dan was carried back by his own soldiers under such circumstances.
"The general is injured and needs to rest."
General Liu's personal soldiers approached Zheng Zhukuai and asked, "Is there any doctor here?"
Zheng San said hesitantly: "I saw a doctor last night, but then there were too many people and it was messy, I don't know where to go..."
Before he could finish speaking, an old woman who was taking care of the patient said, "The doctor is over there, I saw it."
The personal soldiers looked over subconsciously, and then—
"… "
No, he's used to it.
The general should also be used to it.
The personal soldiers looked at Liu Dan and found that their general was seriously injured and was in a coma.