Ning Changyuan quickly turned around and went out, then stood under the eaves for a while, then raised his hand and knocked on the door again.
The door creaked open.
Mo Li straightened his sleeves and asked, "What's the matter with Daochang Ning?"
He was calm, not embarrassed at all.
Ning Changyuan admired Mo Li in his heart. If it were him, he would probably have jumped out of the window at this time. After all, running is the first secret of mixing rivers and lakes.
"This is some dry food. I heard Qiu Hong say that you are leaving tomorrow."
Ning Changyuan was carrying a few packets of herbs, a few dough cakes, and a few pieces of jerky about the size of a finger.
"The Daoist is too polite. A lot of things have been delivered these days. Enough is enough. Let's leave the noodles to the people on Yeji." Mo Li did not stop at the door. It's very rude to speak at the door.
"No, it's getting late, so I won't go in." Ning Changyuan quickly declined.
He was very reassured about the character of the doctor, but the other one couldn't say it well.
Meng Qi is simply a monster. In the perception of people in the martial arts, his breath seems to be non-existent, and he is integrated with the surrounding environment.
Ning Changyuan was worried and wanted to persuade him, but because of his deep conversation, he said it would be annoying.
He hesitated to enter the door, deliberately not looking in the direction of the bed.
"The world is not peaceful, doctors should be more careful when walking around the rivers and lakes."
Ning Changyuan took out another thing from his arms and shook it away to see that it was a map drawn on oil paper.
This picture is very detailed, with a panoramic view of the mountains and rivers, and the prefectures, counties and counties are clearly marked with tiny characters on it.
"Daoist?" Mo Li was slightly startled.
Anyone can draw maps, but most of them are very simple, and such a detailed map is no longer a measure of money. At this time, the mountains and rivers were all owned by the government, and ordinary people could not read them.
Such detailed pictures are only used when marching and fighting.
Ning Changyuan said with a smile: "Don't be surprised, doctor, what is drawn on this picture is something that everyone in the world knows, and there is no place to station troops."
Mo Li took a closer look, and sure enough, except for the prefectures and counties, the black dots marked the so-and-so sect and the so-and-so chief helm.
"Although there are many forces in the rivers and lakes, there are really not many that have become established." Ning Changyuan clicked on the map and indicated, "Yongzhou only has Hengquan Gate, Zangfeng Temple, and the Red Clothes Gang... It is said that the Red Clothes Gang's gang leader has trained. They don't make trouble much, they only play darts in the northern generation. The old man Chen of Hengquan Sect can be said to be unworthy, but some of his disciples and grandsons are really unsatisfactory, ruining the reputation of the old man. It's more troublesome. It is the view of Tibetan wind, and the master of the watch, Zhao Zangfeng, is also known as the ancestor of Qingwu. He is a top expert in the rivers and lakes. He has been famous for many years. He is an alchemist, can read Feng Shui, can solve disasters and disasters, and is also very prestigious in the elite. People often come to the Tibetan Wind Temple from Taijing to ask the master to give guidance. Therefore, the Qingwu ancestors can use a lot of power in secret. , other Jianghu gangs dare not be enemies with Tibetan Fengguan, this is a trouble, it is best to avoid it."
Mo Li was still pondering, but Meng Qi had already said, "I'm afraid I can't avoid it, the young master of the Si family is the disciple accepted by the Qingwu ancestor."
Ning Changyuan was shocked, he had never heard of this.
Meng Qi didn't take off his clothes at first, he leaned on the bed and said casually: "I also heard that there is a master under King Tianshou, who is in full swing in the southwest, who is also a disciple of Qingwu Patriarch, so People who want to assassinate the King of Heaven have broken their halberds."
"What happened? Where did you get the news?" Ning Changyuan asked in surprise.
"From the mouth of an official of the Qi Dynasty."
Meng Qi said with a half-smiling smile, "The one on the left rebelled, and the one on the right rebelled, what does the Qingwu ancestor want to do? He is still sitting in his Tibetan style to show people Feng Shui? Although Jin Yiwei's secret affiliation is They are all rice buckets, but such a dangerous person, they must do everything possible to solve it! Otherwise, the ninth five-year-old who is sitting on the dragon chair can sleep at night?"
Ning Changyuan smiled bitterly and said, "I'm just a swordsman walking around the rivers and lakes. I really don't understand the affairs of the imperial court."
Meng Qi waved his hand, as if he didn't expect Ning Changyuan to think of anything.
"... But the two of you met people from Tibetan Fengguan in Qiuling County?"
"Maybe, but none of them were able to return alive to report the letter." Meng Qi said lightly.
Mo Li was very concerned about the identity of this Qingwu ancestor as an "alchemist". He should have done a lot of proud things to be famous among the powerful.
"What are the rich and powerful looking for him to give advice? Look at Feng Shui?"
"...Uh, the location of the ancestral tomb, the family's fortune?" Ning Changyuan said uncertainly, "I don't believe in these, so I can't tell. Maybe there are magic techniques such as curse killing."
Meng Qi shook his head and said, "Curse killing is impossible, there are many people who are afraid of death. If there is an alchemist who can use magic to kill people thousands of miles away. If he can collect money to kill for you today, he may also collect other people's money to kill you tomorrow. Those How can the rich and powerful be at ease?"
Meng Qi said while paying attention to the expression of the ink carp.
It seems that the doctor is frowning when it comes to feng shui fortune.
"Let's talk about these things when we encounter them." Mo Li changed the subject and asked, "I heard Daoist Ning talk about the division before, but I don't know who the teacher is?"
Ning Changyuan was surprised at first, and soon realized that the two of them had never even heard their own names at first, so he was relieved, and said with a bit of embarrassment: "I used to be a disciple of the Tianshan School, and I was expelled from the teacher a few years ago. Men, don't get me wrong, doctor, this is my own intention, and it is also a rumor that I have released on the rivers and lakes without authorization. I have been in the rivers and lakes for many years, causing a lot of trouble, and I don't want to tire the teacher."
Mo Li bowed his head and bowed his hands to him, and Ning Changyuan hurriedly returned the salute.
"Doctor is this?"
"I saw a patient yesterday. He was young and strong, but he broke his leg. I heard that he was rescued by you two months ago. This family wants to set up a memorial tablet for you. In the past, you were saved by an old gentleman surnamed Qin, and Mr. Qin didn't need your gratitude, so you turned to save others, and hope he can help others in the future."
"This—" Ning Changyuan said uncomfortably, "I said this on the first day I saw the doctor. I hope there will be more people like this, and I hope that the world will change one day. It's all my selfishness."
Mo Li looked at him deeply and said word by word, "No, what I saw with my own eyes is different from what I heard with my ears."
"I don't say this to everyone, but compared to other people, he is still young. He has a lot of labor at home, his life is a little easier, and he has spare time to help others. If Yin Yin is like this, saying such a thing is just useless. Adding to her troubles, she was living a very difficult life, and she couldn't even see the road, so how could she help others
"In the world, there are few who are capable, but many who suffer.
"Those who have pure and good hearts are powerless to save themselves."
Ning Changyuan sighed and said with a smile, "Sometimes I think, maybe this is the catastrophe of the world, the way of heaven is like this, and what people do is just a trivial splash in the river and sea."
Meng Qi wanted to say something, but held back.
Looking at the back of Ning Changyuan leaving, Meng Qi felt an indescribable melancholy.
"Brother Meng?"
Meng Qi came back to his senses and replied, and found that Mo Li's expression was a bit strange.
"Brother Meng, I have nothing else to do with Daochang Ning." Doctor Mo explained.
"… "
Meng Qi froze, did he act so obvious just now? The doctor couldn't see it before, but now that you know your own thoughts, you don't have any secrets in front of the doctor
"Master Ning doesn't like men." Mo Li added.
"How did you know?" Meng Qi asked dryly, with mixed feelings in his heart, the doctor took the initiative to tell him this, is it different for himself
Doctor Mo pondered and said: "When he first entered the door, when he saw you and me, he looked too shocked, and he tried to persuade me several times, probably because of my teacher, he didn't seem to agree. ."
Meng Qi's face was sullen, and he said displeasedly: "The first thing about you and me is still inconclusive, and the second one has nothing to do with him?"
"It has nothing to do with him, so he didn't speak in the end." Mo Li nodded, "Isn't Ning Daochang an interesting person?"
"Is this interesting?" Meng Qi's face turned even darker.
He had seen many interesting people, but Ning Changyuan couldn't stand it at all.
At best, it is a very ideal young man.
Thinking of the word young man, Meng Qi began to feel melancholy again. He was old, and he always wanted to kill. How could he compare to Ning Changyuan? Ning Changyuan came from a prestigious family and was rescued by Qin Lu himself. Maybe his master still has some friendship with Qin Lu. What are his strengths
There is only one, and it is of the same family as the doctor.
The saying of the same clan is too mysterious.
The ink carp is also thinking of the same clan.
Before he mentioned the matter of the same family, Meng Qi actually thought that he was making excuses to prevaricate and deceive with lies.
Meng Qi didn't even know who he was, so how could he figure it out? How can we tell whether the joy is due to loneliness and longing for the same family, or is it really because of the thought
"Brother Meng, do you prefer women, or do you prefer men?"
Meng Qi was puzzled when he heard the words. It stands to reason that the doctor would not ask such a question. The doctor is a man. By analogy, he should like men. Otherwise, can he suddenly change himself because of the doctor
From Mo Li's expression, Meng Qi found that Mo Li really thought so.
"… "
What's with this confidence
While Meng Qi was speechless, he suddenly woke up, in fact, this confidence is very similar to himself!
- I am the national teacher Meng Qi, if I go crazy, the world will be ruined!
Meng Qi firmly thought so, and even felt that the Qi Dynasty might be destroyed. Of course, the people of Taijing would be killed and injured countless times, so he must be cured and not go crazy.
"... I don't have a complete memory, and it seems that I have never had a similar experience before. What if, I mean, what if I like women more?" Meng Qi asked tentatively.
Mo Li thought for a while and said, "Then I'll try to see if I can become a woman. If you think about it clearly, you should try it out before you know it."
Meng Qi: "..."
no, what did you say
Can this be changed
Meng Qi looked at Doctor Mo in shock, and almost wanted to reach out and touch the doctor's chest, no, the chest didn't mean anything, he wanted to touch the lower abdomen, but fortunately he held back.
"We... our family, can we change from male to female at will?" Meng Qi's tone was weak and weak, and his expression seemed to be sleepwalking.
"I don't know, maybe?" Mo Litou said without looking back.
He opened the herbs sent by Ning Changyuan, and he only accepted the herbs and the map just now.
"Ningshen Wan has all the herbs, I didn't tell you too much before because I was afraid that your condition would be stimulated." Mo Li picked the herbs and put them in a bamboo basket before going to the stove to boil the medicine.
"No, I seem to have had hallucinations. Doctor, you should give me a pulse." Meng Qi said weakly.
There is always a flame in the stove, and with the help of internal force, the speed of boiling the medicine is extremely fast.
Meng Qi was in a trance for a long time, and suddenly saw a bowl of black concoction brought over.
"this is not… "
"It wasn't made into a pill, but the effect was about the same."
Meng Qi finished drinking the medicine in a complicated mood, and then he felt that his aching head was relieved a lot. The light was already lit in the room, and Doctor Mo was sitting by the bed, with an obvious man's face and an Adam's apple on his neck.
"Huh... Doctor, I was very bad just now. I had a hallucination and heard what you said and became a woman."
"It's not an illusion, it's that I failed to become successful." Mo Li took the bowl in time.
Meng Qi's fingers were stiff and he almost dropped the bowl.
"It may be related to the first transformation, and it can't be changed in the future."
"Transfiguration?" Meng Qi spoke with difficulty, so he was really a demon
Mo Li covered Meng Qi's eyes with his hands, his voice was low and soft, like a breeze, but also like a flowing clear spring: "No matter how much I say, it will not be time for you to discover the truth by yourself, you calm down and think about your truth. look."
Meng Qi felt that his mind should be in chaos at this time, but he couldn't be sober. He thought of the tree on Shilang Mountain, which is said to be a mountain spirit tree that will grow bigger and smaller. Thinking of the doctor asking him if he thought about it However, the demon will never grow old; I think of the doctor asking him if he has had some strange dreams, dreaming of being free in the mountains or in the water; thinking of the elixir that he raised in the mountains, and...
Mo Li's hand shook, and then Meng Qi disappeared, and there was a pile of clothes on the bed.
He gently pushed the clothes away, and then met the familiar fat rat.
The round body froze, the soft white hair seemed to glow, and the black bean-like eyes showed shock.
Doctor Mo stretched out his hand and picked up the fat rat, thinking deeply, does this count as revenge for Jinlong's teasing him
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You can look back at Chapter 9, the ink carp who knew his dragon veins at that time: What, I'm not a monster? ?
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Today's Meng Qi: Wait, I'm actually a monster? ? ?
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