This ancestral hall is not small, only eight people entered in one breath, and it looked a little crowded.
This group of people are all with narrow sleeves and short hem, thick-soled boots, and a pair of warrior attire.
- Carrying a weapon wrapped in cloth strips, with a leather bag hanging from his waist.
This leather bag is not for money, and usually contains hidden weapons, and sometimes hidden weapons are poisoned.
The thick-soled boots with the wide face and slightly warped also have a mystery inside, and a sharp blade can pop out from the toe of the boot. Don't underestimate this blade, in addition to plotting people in fights, it's more of an emergency.
For example, if your hands are tied with ropes, and when someone comes to your rescue, you can't untie the dead knot. Where can you go to find a knife
Or when the body is seriously injured and it is difficult to move, there are beasts staring at them, and a kick of power may even kill the beasts.
Qin Lu told Mo Li about the life-saving things that these people in the arena admired, and Xue Lingjun once took out some old things for Mo Li to look at, especially the hidden weapon canister with a repeater spring.
The characteristics of the masters of the inner family are obvious, and it can be seen at a glance. Those delicate organs are different. They usually have an ordinary appearance, and they will ignore the past if they are not careful.
These people who entered the abandoned village late at night are obviously all old rivers and lakes.
They have thick calluses on their hands, their strides are heavy, and their upper bodies are sturdy, so they should be practicing foreign kung fu.
Mo Li did not continue to look, he lowered his eyes and supported the fat mouse with the other hand.
The gerbil just moved, but did not wake up.
It seems to be indulging in a dream, and its round body is covered with a layer of soft fur. After the ink carp touched it, it realized that it seemed a little cold to the gerbil, and the fur was not warm to the touch.
The heat emanating from the underwear was obviously very ironing.
The fat rat moved his head closer, and rubbed his tiny paws subconsciously several times.
Doctor Mo froze.
Although the gerbil is small, the strength of its claws is not weak, after all, it has to dig a hole. This kind of unconscious rubbing is constantly rubbing on the same point. Unfortunately, that small piece happens to be the place where the right chest is slightly protruding.
Apart from the coat, the ink carp did not wear any more clothes.
Because of the slightly undulating chest of breathing, the sound of the heartbeat, and the refreshing breath, the fat rat felt like it was lying in a soft sand cave, and not far away, a waterfall rumbled into the lake. voice in.
The sand on the shore of the lake, which had been exposed to the sun for a day, was very warm. There was no light on all sides, and it was pitch black. This should be a safe nest.
I haven't felt this way in a long time.
Nice place to be warm, clean and not disturbed.
Of course the fat rat didn't want to wake up.
It waved its claws and instinctively wanted to dig the pit deeper, because it was not very strong in sleep, and because the movement was too large and unsafe, its digging action was more like rubbing its claws.
There is a moment, no moment, stop and stop.
Dr. Mo couldn't bear to move the gerbil across his clothes.
- Why is this sand still flowing
The fat rat grabbed Mo Cari's clothes in confusion, trying to stabilize himself.
The ink carp could only move to the corner again, hiding most of its body in the shadows.
Those Jianghu people went outside to pick up discarded lumber and brought candles. The dark and cold ancestral hall immediately brightened up a lot, and the fire tongues rolled firewood. Roast on fire.
The youngest of them had a scar on his forehead. When he saw the pot beside Mo Li, he moved over and walked over.
The man in the lead had a purple face and a beard. He frowned and pulled the young man.
"Old eighth, what are you doing?"
The young man pursed his lips and said with a hippie smile, "Let the big guy have a drink of hot water by borrowing a crock pot."
The bearded man thought for a while, it was very cold at night, and the well water was too cold, they were lightly dressed, and they did not bring any utensils that could boil water, so they could only exhort: "It's someone else's stuff, say it carefully, don't take it. Just go."
The young man responded casually and didn't take it seriously.
He walked to Mo Li, squatted down and asked, "Hey, scholar, can I borrow your clay pot as an ambassador?"
Mo Li shook his head and said, "This is a pot for boiling medicine. If you want to use it to boil water, it is estimated that you have to wash it several times and then boil hot water to remove the smell. There is no water in this village. Such a waste."
The young man was stunned for a moment. He stretched out his head to look, and sure enough, the smell of medicine came to his face.
He hurriedly took a step back, couldn't help cursing badly, turned his head and left.
"Brother, I think don't stay here, it's a tuberculosis!"
"How did you speak?"
The bearded man shouted, then smiled apologetically at Mo Li, reached out his hand and took the young man to the side for a lesson: "How do I teach you on weekdays? , what are you saying to people? Tuberculosis is a cough. You have been in for so long, and you heard people coughing?"
"But he..."
The young man got even more angry after being scolded like this, and said reluctantly, "But his attitude is too bad. I borrowed a jar, but it's not that I won't return it to him. What a bad medicine jar!"
"It was originally a medicine jar. Could it be that you want someone to lie to you?" The bearded man was amused. He rubbed the young man's head and scolded with a smile, "Besides, who will wash the jar? Are you going? "
At this time, a few other men also gathered around, handed the young man a piece of roasted jerky, and said with a smile, "Brother, don't blame the old man, he was in the inn the day before yesterday, and was scolded by a scholar in his heart. Angry!"
"Yeah, I'm most tired of these poor scholars, who can't carry their hands on their shoulders and like to gossip about people." The young man deliberately raised his voice to complain.
"All right."
The bearded man gnawed on the buns and said vaguely: "The rules of the rivers and lakes, don't shoot at people who don't know martial arts, they are not the same as us. There are hundreds of scholars in the world, if one scholar provokes you, other scholars follow you. It doesn't matter, what is it to express anger for no reason? Besides, we woke them up in the middle of the night, and they expect others to greet you with a smile?"
His voice was lowered, ordinary people couldn't hear him, but he couldn't hide it from Mo Li.
Doctor Mo lowered his eyes and slowly stroked the gerbil through his clothes, as if he was frightened and patted his chest.
The young man glanced here and said angrily, "Isn't this a broken ancestral hall, and it's not his home, so we're not allowed to come?"
"It really isn't his house, but this isn't yours either!" The bearded man patted the ground beside him, and said to the young man, "Just rest after eating, the jerky won't be able to keep your mouth shut!"
The ink carp occupied a sheltered place, and these people did not come, and chose another corner to make a fire.
While roasting, the young man couldn't hold back any longer, and asked in a low voice, "Brother, what do you think the scholar came from? I saw his face when I entered the door just now, like a girl."
"What kind of girl, it's rare and strange. It's called Yushu Linfeng." There was actually a little ink in the belly of the bearded man, and he sneered, "People in the south are more handsome than men in the north."
The other men laughed every word I said, laughing at the youngest, thinking of a woman, looking at everyone like a girl.
The young man's face was flushed by the run, he was just an analogy, and it wasn't really wrong.
"You can pull it down, as if you didn't think about women."
Then the mouth quickly revealed that the sixth brother was concerned with a certain heroine in the rivers and lakes. The fourth brother saw that the proprietress of the inn was unable to move her legs yesterday. In the end, the bearded eldest brother suffered, and it was revealed that he was hiding a Su embroidered handkerchief with him. .
This time, the hornet's nest was poked, and the young man was forced to sleep with his head pressed.
After a while, the fire gradually became smaller, and there was a snoring sound in the ancestral hall.
The ink carp touched for a long time, and the gerbil finally stopped rubbing.
He heard a slight movement behind him, and knew that the lead bearded man was not sleeping, but was watching the night.
At the fourth watch, the sound of horse hooves suddenly came from outside the village.
Mo Li felt strange in his heart, because he had "encountered" with General Liu so many times, and he was familiar with the military horses of the imperial court. Now the sound of the horse's hooves is very messy and irregular, and even the materials of the horseshoes are different.
The bearded man quickly heard the movement, his expression changed, and he immediately woke everyone up.
Because the fire has been burning in the ancestral hall, and the door is still half broken, it can be seen from a distance at night, and it is too late to put it out now.
Soon the sound of horses' hooves came to the door of the ancestral hall. The bearded man and a few brothers picked up weapons and watched the door alertly.
I saw a group of men in black ox-patterned coats entering the door arrogantly.
The leader was a man in his thirties who was dressed like a son and brother. He was holding a gold-drawn folding fan in Da Lengtian's hand. What's the matter, third-rate people like you also want to try their luck to find the treasures of the Emperor's Mausoleum?"
The ink carp was shocked when he heard the words.
Imperial Tomb Treasure? Which imperial mausoleum
Because of its proximity to Taijing, there are indeed several ancient emperor's mausoleums in Yongzhou, but the world is chaotic, and the tombs of the early years have been dug almost. Some were done by Jianghu people, and some were done by rebel leaders who lacked military funds in troubled times.
Mo Li huddled in a corner sheltered from the wind, his aura was as peaceful as that of an ordinary person, the folding fan master didn't pay attention to him at all, just sneered at the Yudong Eight Tigers: "I advise you to fight as soon as possible. Go back to the manor, you can save a life anyway."
There are more than 20 people on the other side, and the leading Young Master can't beat them. The eight tigers in Yudong dare not speak out.
"Don't get out, want me to drive you out?" Brother Young Master sneered.
The young man wanted to say something, but was grabbed by the bearded man.
The people under Brother Gongzi rudely occupied the fire and took out a lot of things.
A thick blanket was spread on the ground, and a censer was brought in, and the service was done properly.
"The rule of the rivers and lakes is to come first, come first, but then, as long as the fist is big... The people in the later ones can also drive out the front ones." The elder brother fanned the wind and sat comfortably. The lamb skewers were hung on the fire, and the sauce was brushed.
The scent wafted out immediately.
The ink carp felt the gerbil in his arms move.
He didn't care at first, because the fragrance was really strong, probably because of the rarity of the sauce.
Many spices come from the Western Regions, and cooking mutton is also the best there. The best spices are more expensive than gold, and those seasoning recipes are even more impossible for ordinary people to see.
"Let's go!" The bearded man gritted his teeth and was about to go out when he suddenly remembered that there was a scholar in the ancestral hall.
He looked up and saw Mo Cari's figure flashing, and he bent down and picked up something with incomparable swiftness.
This movement is so fast that many people don't see it clearly.
The fan in Brother Gongzi's hand fell, and his smile froze. He stood up suddenly and asked in a cold voice, "It seems that I, Qian, have a clumsy eye and ignored this brother. I don't know your high name, who is it? What faction?"
Mo Li bent his fingers calmly, and taught the fat rat who was sleepwalking when he smelled the fragrance a lesson.
The gerbil whose stomach was poked finally woke up.
The surroundings were bright and dazzling, Meng Qi barely saw the situation, and was suddenly shocked.
How is this going? Before falling asleep, he remembered that he had changed back!
"Don't run around." Mo Li said, put the fat mouse in his arms, and patted it.
He thought that Meng Qi was still in a state where he couldn't see clearly and couldn't hear voices.
Meng Qi, who slid into the front of his clothes and was wearing his robe, was stunned. He moved his claws indifferently, and then he felt a hand grabbing him through his clothes, and he heard Dr. Mo's low voice: "Don't rub your claws. , you've spent the whole night."
"… "
Meng Qi thought blankly, what does it mean to spend a night
What's more terrifying is that there is a strange touch under the claws.
- The paws are too small, they fit just right, and there is still room to spare!
The Yudong Eight Tigers over there saw Mo Li's posture holding his chest, and suddenly understood that the other party was not frightened by them at night, but was afraid that they would wake up the little creature in his arms.
"Brother, do you see what that is?"
"...It seems to be white, maybe yellow." The bearded man glanced at the firelight and said uncertainly, "It's so small, could it be a chick?"
"Aren't you afraid of suffocating when you put it in your arms?"
After the young man finished speaking, he saw Mo Li staring at him expressionlessly. He suddenly remembered what he had offended the scholar before, and was so frightened that he retracted behind the bearded man.
The roasted mutton on the fire became more fragrant, and Mo Li wanted to open his coat to let the fat mouse breathe, but he was even more afraid that the fat mouse would become stupefied, because he was too hungry and turned back into a human shape.
Doctor Mo couldn't help staring at the sheep on the fire.
The son-in-law originally turned black because Mo Li ignored him, but now seeing Mo Li's eyes, he thought about it and squeezed out a smile and said, "Meeting in the rivers and lakes is fate, why not sit down and talk. Qian Mou There are good wine and good meat here, and I, Jinfeng Villa, are not some of those third-rate people who are so poor that they can’t even buy wine.”
Ink carp has no interest in his fine wine mutton.
It was the fat rat in his arms who had such an interest.
The little paw is moving again—
The ink carp keenly felt that the fat rat was absorbing spiritual energy, but the place was relatively barren, and it could only fetch a little oil and water from the ink carp.
If Meng Qi changed back to his original form, how could he hide these people in plain sight? He didn't have any psychedelic herbs by his side, so it was too late to knock people out.
Mo Li's heart moved, and he immediately raised his hand, and the invisible strong wind instantly extinguished the fire.
It was pitch black all around, and everyone was shocked and pulled out their weapons.
I could only hear a whirring sound in my ears, as if someone swept past, and then there was the sound of weapons crashing to the ground, accompanied by doubts and angry screams.
After a while, the ancestral hall was quiet.
Mo Li stepped out, and restrained a few followers of Jinfeng Villa who wanted to do something when the situation was not good.
As for the frightened horses, Doctor Mo made a random circle, and they quieted down again and continued to eat the forage that Jinfeng Villa's entourage had just added.
Taking advantage of the darkness, Doctor Mo walked to the corner of the abandoned village, took out the fat rat and put it in his hand, and asked tentatively, "Hungry?"
"… "
No, it's all because the mutton is too fragrant.
Xiangde reminded Meng Qi of an orchid restaurant in Taijing. Thirty years ago, you could taste delicious food from all over the world in the restaurant in Changpingfang. Among them, there was an orchid restaurant where roasted mutton was a must.
Not only are the business travelers who travel from the south to the north very fond of it, but even the children of officials will come to patronize the business.
Four or five of Meng Qi's friends back then preferred this flavor, and the fragrance brought back many memories for him.
Among them, Prime Minister Deng was old because of his busy government affairs, and his family did not allow him to eat more mutton. Prime Minister Deng occasionally ordered someone to buy it secretly, and put it in the food box and sent it to the study together with the letter.
Prime Minister Deng has a twisted personality and is very eloquent. He often argues with people, which makes many people angry.
Later, Hou Jingyuan thought of a way to rob the mutton that the prime minister hid in his study.
So everyone learned something. Some people swindled in the middle of the road, and some people deliberately came to visit, and then disclosed the matter to Mrs. Deng, so that she angrily confiscated the food box.
Among them, Meng Qi has done the most unknowingly. Letting a row of servants guard the door of the study, he turned into a gerbil and entered through the window, and then slowly opened the food box in the shape of a human, and drank the wine prepared by Prime Minister Deng. A clean, clapped hands and ran.
Others thought it was because Meng Guoshi had martial arts, and they never thought that there was still a gerbil here.
The ink carp saw the fat mouse squatting there and didn't move, and thought to himself, can Meng Qi, who has become a gerbil, eat mutton
Doctor Mo was a little undecided.
As a fish, the ink carp has never eaten. He has memory in that empty pool. Later, a flash flood washed him out. He turned into a little baby and was picked up by Qin Lu. go back.
"...Brother Meng, can you hear me?"
Meng Qi nodded, and then he found that he was too small and had too much flesh on his face. Those who knew it thought he was nodding, and those who didn't knew it thought the flesh was shaking!
So the fat mouse stepped on the palm of the ink carp with its hind paws, expressing affirmation.
"If you want to eat, why don't you change back into a human form first?" Mo Li suggested.
Meng Qi was frozen and motionless, and there were no clothes here.
Doctor Mo said knowingly: "I'll go into the ancestral hall to get it, you stand here."
There are half-collapsed walls everywhere in the abandoned village, just enough to block a person's waist.
When Mo Li returned with the clothes, no one was found.
This time, he didn't panic, but searched carefully, and sure enough, he found a fat rat in the distance.
"What's wrong?"
"… "
Unable to change back, the gerbil was motionless in frustration.
The ink carp touched its belly, and its fingertips sank into the long hair and flesh.
"Huh?" Doctor Mo noticed that the fur on the gerbil had grown a bit.
Maybe it was still in the recovery period. Mo Li didn't care. He put the gerbil on his shoulder again, and returned to the dark ancestral hall with his clothes in his arms.
The candle was still placed on the stone platform, and Mo Li picked up the fire book.
In the ancestral hall lay a bunch of people, all of them being targeted at acupuncture points. The situation of the eight tigers in Yudong was slightly better. They maintained their standing posture and faced the outside of the ancestral hall. Obviously at the moment of confusion, they thought To run out.
The people in Jinfeng Villa could only see Mo Li's shoes and the hem of his robe.
The Yudong Eight Tigers couldn't even see this, and could only know from the light that the candle was relit.
They were apprehensive when they suddenly felt that the acupoint was slapped by a strong wind. Although they still couldn't move, they could speak.
The bearded boss immediately said: "My brothers have eyes but don't know Mount Tai, and I offended my seniors, and I am willing to make amends to my seniors.
"
Naturally, Mo Li didn't need him to apologize, but in order to avoid the trouble of the people from Jinfeng Villa looking back for the Yudong Eight Tigers, he still put on his air and said lukewarmly, "It seemed that someone said just now that the rules of the rivers and lakes are first-come, first-come? If it's too big, it's only natural for the people in the back to drive away the front ones?"
When Yudong Bahu heard this, he knew that he was not the unlucky one, and he was relieved.
"Senior said... ah, no, the people behind should not even enter the door." The young man said bitterly.
The bearded man glared at his sworn brother, and said quickly, "Senior, our brothers still have to travel, so we won't stay any longer."
Mo Li thought for a while, this Jinfeng Villa looked very powerful, and the Yudong Eight Tigers probably couldn't afford it. Even if they were allowed to stay and rest, they would feel embarrassed, so they simply solved the acupoints from the air.
The eight tigers in Yudong ran without looking back. Just when Young Master Jinfeng expelled them, he had already packed his bags and carried them in his hands, and now he runs very fast.
After the fire was put out, the aroma of the mutton also faded a lot.
It's just that he tortured Young Master Jin Feng at this moment. After rushing the road in the middle of the night, he was already hungry.
Mo Li felt that although this group of people was arrogant, they didn't shout and kill, so they just left them there, and asked one person's acupuncture point at random, "What's going on with the treasure of the Emperor's Mausoleum?"
The fat rat's ears perked up.
The man rolled his eyes and said cautiously: "The year before last, there was a competition for a rare treasure in the rivers and lakes. It was called the golden silk armor. The whereabouts are unknown. Recently, the ancestor of Qingwu said that this treasure armor is an ancient relic, a relic of the previous dynasty..."
"Which previous dynasty?"
What Mo Li asked was what Meng Qi wanted to know.
In the past, when it was said to be the former dynasty, it was really a "previous" dynasty, but now these days, when it comes to the former dynasty, it may be the Chu dynasty or the Chen dynasty.
Although the man was frightened, he thought that many people in the arena knew about this news, and he should not be punished by Young Master Jinfeng for speaking out, so he explained it thoroughly.
"It is a court item of the Chen Dynasty, and it is the masterpiece of the famous craftsman Gong Shuye. Later, he was buried with Emperor Chen Li."
"...So the presence of the golden silk armor means that Emperor Li's Mausoleum was stolen?"
Mo Li thought about it a lot for a moment, and felt that there was really another reason for the matter.
Emperor Chen Li has been buried for many years. If there is no accident, the mercury in the tomb will not leak out, and it will not affect the Taijing dragon veins.
"So you are going to Taijing Shangyun Mountain to find the treasure of the Emperor's Mausoleum? How many people are there?"
"The area in Yongzhou has spread all over, and news has also been received from farther places. All sects and sects are rushing there. There are thousands of funeral items for Emperor Chen Li, which are invaluable. Who wouldn't be moved?"
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Everyone: Treasures of the Imperial Mausoleum! !
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I thought about the names of eight mountains, all of them are in reality... Finally I gave up struggling OTZ
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Question: What does it feel like to sleep with a pillow on the chest of a loved one
Meng Qi: It feels very specific, like on a quiet moonlit night, the nearby waterfall rumbles and the lake water flows (a poetic description), the ground trembles very rhythmically (the referee starts to hold his glasses), lying in the warm sand pit, The sand still flows and makes strange noises...
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