Inexplicably fell into a big somersault, the two guardians of the holy lotus altar were unwilling, they were not afraid, they stared fiercely around, cursing.
The accent here in Zhushan County is not much different from that in the nearby counties. These people from the Holy Lotus Altar came to preach and seemed to have made some preparations, so everyone could understand what they said at first, but the curse words were not enough. .
Although they don't understand, but seeing the vicious appearance of these two people, the people are all scared and walk around.
Seeing that the crowd did not dare to discuss around them, and even dared not even look at them, the guardian of the Holy Lotus Altar suddenly showed a malicious smile and looked contemptuous.
"Be honest!" Qin Chukuai was furious.
The guardian gave him a gloomy look.
Qin Zhukuai met this murderous gaze, and was startled. The raised iron ruler was held in mid-air, but failed to fall.
So the guardians of the holy lotus altar laughed, they preached all the way, and the policeman Cha Kuai didn't know how many they killed, and they didn't pay attention to such people at all. Although they are trapped now, but as they said, there are hundreds of thousands of believers in the holy lotus altar, and they can level Zhushan County at will. The dog officer, who set fire to the county government office, not only rescued the people, but also hanged Zhu Kuai, who beat them at the time, at the city gate.
"If you offend Lord Ziweixing, it's a heinous..."
Before the words were finished, a thick white mist sprayed the face of the protector of the Holy Lotus Altar.
- Doctor Mo who boiled the medicine lifted the lid of the pot.
This medicinal soup is very bitter, so bitter that you don't drink it at all. Just smelling it makes you frown.
The prisoners of the Holy Lotus Altar were thrown by the fire, and they were the first to run away.
"Cough cough." They choked with bitter faces.
The Holy Maiden was even worse than her subordinates. Her acupoints were sealed, she couldn't speak, and she couldn't move.
This was just the beginning. As the heat was suffocating, the snow on the bodies of the people in the Holy Lotus Altar who struggled and fell before began to slowly melt, and flowed down their clothes and cheeks, shivering with cold.
It is the saintess who is the most unlucky. After she was kicked out by the ink carp before, she rushed down and plunged into the snowdrift.
She stared angrily at the culprit, but Doctor Mo was standing on the other side of the pot, and through the thick fog, even people couldn't see clearly.
Seeing their tragic state, Qin Chukuai first relieved his anger, and then felt that something was wrong. If people were frozen, they would have to waste herbs, which was not worth it.
As a result, Doctor Mo said lightly, "It's okay, those few have some martial arts skills, so they can hold it up."
Qin Chukuai had a cold war, and then he realized a problem. Doctor Mo put all these people in front of the fire to shield them from the wind. It is reasonable to say that the direction of the smoke is not on the side of the people at the Holy Lotus Altar. Come and spray them in the face? Not this way at all!
Could it be that-
Qin Chukuai turned his head and glanced at Doctor Mo who was stirring the medicinal soup in front of the pot, his back was cold.
Uh, it is really impossible to offend an expert who has reached the pinnacle of internal strength.
"One bowl for each person, don't drink ginger soup after drinking the medicinal soup, and those who are sweating don't stand in the wind." Doctor Mo greeted the village elders and asked to take the bowl as soon as possible. Before the medicine is cold, hurry up drink.
The cauldron immediately formed a long line, and there were few people holding porcelain bowls, and they were all made of wooden bowls today.
There is no need for Doctor Mo to worry about distributing the herbal soup. The aunts in the three villages naturally took over the job.
"Come on, Qin Chukuai, have a drink too."
"I don't need it anymore, I can eat three bowls of rice in one meal, and my health is very good..."
Under Doctor Mo's silent gaze, Qin Chukuai obediently took the bowl handed over by the aunt, raised his neck and finished drinking, and then his face was wrinkled with bitterness and his eyes were gone. He sighed in his heart that Dr. Mo was young, but he had mastered Mr. Qin's true teachings, and even the eyes that deter patients from drinking medicine were the same, from crying children to stubborn old people, no one dared to disobey.
Many people in Zhushan County know that Doctor Mo also has a teacher.
The respected elder, who used to practice medicine in Zhushan County, just lived in the mountains, so it was not easy to find him. Later, with Doctor Mo, Mr. Qin was even more rare to see.
Qin Chukuai knew about Qin Lu's seclusion. First, he was Chu Kuai, and he always knew more than others. Second, he had the same surname as Qin Lu, so he could be considered to have a relationship. Qin Lu also pointed out Qin Lu Kuai. Kung Fu, although not even a registered disciple, but Qin Zhukuai respectful to Mr. Qin, and occasionally buy some rice noodles and oil to send to the mountains.
Not only that, Master Li of the county government also instructed Qin Zhaokuai to take care of Qin Lu a lot and to be humble towards Qin Lu, so Qin Zhaokuai guessed that this old Mr. Qin had an extraordinary origin.
Qin Zhukuai was always very attentive and never took the initiative to talk about Doctor Mo's teacher. Even if someone mentioned it, he would interrupt him. For example, a few days ago, Mo Li went into the mountains to collect herbs. Qin Chukuai guessed that Mo Li was actually going to visit the teacher, but when he was gossiping with the blunt wonton seller, he brought up a legend of ginseng dolls.
"Oops, I forgot one thing!"
Qin Chukuai slapped his thigh, pulled Mo Li aside, and whispered about the visitor.
Mo Li nodded, indicating that he understood.
Qin Zhukuai said anxiously: "No, Doctor Mo. Our county government has only a few people. The people I sent out to keep an eye on that guy are all dispatched to these villages for disaster relief today. I'm afraid that guy will slip away. "
"Where can he go with such a heavy snow?" Mo Li was very confident in the terrain of Qimao Mountain.
This is a mountain where it is difficult to find a way when the vegetation is prosperous, and it is still impossible to find a way after being covered with snow and ice.
"That's right, I heard that his companion is still in the mountains. I don't know if the snow will come out alive." Qin Chukuai said to himself.
Mo Li thought to himself that they might all be dead.
The snow this year was particularly heavy. After the group fell, they brought a lot of snow with them. Ordinary people are buried in the snow, and if they don't climb out within a quarter of an hour after the copper pot drips, they will not be saved. Those who are lucky enough not to die, no matter whether they come out of the mountains or not, it is very difficult to survive. Because there was a sudden snowstorm that night, and the mountain road was changed again and again, people who were not familiar with Qimao Mountain could not get out at all.
"Zhushan County is surrounded by mountains. If you don't go to Jimao Mountain, you have to go to Yangchanggou and Wild Wolf Ridge."
Qin Chukuai clicked his tongue and said, "Wolves are not easy to mess with in winter... There is only one road in Yangchanggou, and the snow is so heavy that if he wants to go there, he has to clear all the snow."
Mo Li thought about it for a while, then said: "It doesn't matter if he runs away, but it's a scourge to keep it. If he doesn't give up, he wants to go into the mountains to find a companion, grab a commoner and force someone to lead the way, but if he can't find anyone, he will be angry, but it will be troublesome. "
Qin Chukuai took a deep breath and smiled bitterly: "Yes, compared to the Holy Lotus Altar, that participant is nothing."
Mo Li looked at the group of followers of the Holy Lotus Altar shivering in the cold wind, frowned and asked, "I have never heard of the Holy Lotus Altar, but they actually have hundreds of thousands of followers?"
Qin Zhukuai simply shook his head and said: "I don't know much, I just heard from Master Li, it seems that these people are more violent in the south, and they also surrendered to a rebel army to help the guy who is known as the king of heaven to conquer the world. , occupying several large cities in the southwest, with arrogance and arrogance."
"God bestows the king?" Mo Li was very unfamiliar with this name.
"Oh, it only came out last year." Qin Chukuai tried his best to recall, making sure he remembered correctly, he smiled wryly, "Doctor Mo, you also know that this world is in chaos, and there are all kinds of things. Like our Zhushan County In this way, people who can live and work in peace and contentment are already blessed. The majestic and prosperous imperial city is surnamed Zhao this year and Zhang next year. There is a rebel in the north, and a rebel flag is planted in the south. The day is peaceful, and I can’t blame those people for listening to the bewitched by the holy lotus altar, it’s not easy to live!”
Mo Li couldn't help but take a few more glances at Qin Chukuai: "You thought of this yourself?"
"No, it's what Master Li said." Qin Chukuai said with an apologetic smile. Seeing that there was nothing to do in the village, he hurriedly greeted the person who had locked the holy lotus altar by the yamen back to the county seat.
Mo Li stopped: "These villains have some skills, you can't handle it, I will go back with you after I finish the diagnosis."
Qin Zhukuai couldn't ask for it, and repeatedly agreed.
The people at the holy lotus altar glared at the ink carp, especially the saintess whose hair was frozen and her face turned blue.
The Dharma Protector rolled his eyes and said loudly, "I, the leader of the Holy Lotus Altar, is the divine envoy under the Throne of Ziwei Xing, who was transformed by the Holy Lotus of the Pure Spirit. Those who are fortunate enough to have seen the original body of the leader will receive great benefits."
Ink carp:…
Lotus demon
Pure Spirit Saint Lotus, this lotus monster will stick gold on his face, and also bring a name of Ziwei Xingjun. The teacher has said that Ziwei and Emperor Xing also, simply put, those who want to make trouble, like to add this halo to themselves.
"The sect master is under the order of Xingjun to teach the common people. Today's Shenlong appears in the world, which is the sign of Ziwei Xingjun's coming to the world..."
"Nonsense!" Mo Li instinctively interrupted the protector's words.
The protector showed a cunning smile, waiting for Mo Li to refute. He sneered and thought, how ignorant the people are, and they panic when they see a little vision, and the holy lotus altar is the best at deceiving people.
However, Doctor Mo just shouted, turned around and resumed his work without taking care of the law.
The protector was startled, and was about to say something, but found that his acupuncture point was blocked.
Holy Lotus Altar Protector:…
Holy Lotus Altar:…
Wait, it's not what they thought! Why don't you get angry? Why don't you just tell them the truth? Why are you taking a hole in the blank? Are you not afraid that the people will be suspicious and dissatisfied with him
Then they turned their heads to look at the villagers, and fell to their knees in anger.
"Jun Ziweixing, who is this, I've never heard of it!"
"That's right, isn't the Dragon King the one who spreads the clouds and rains, when did he manage to send his son to reincarnate? Isn't this out of bounds? Nonsense, absolutely nonsense, Doctor Mo is a good scolding!"
"I think they want to build a temple, but they don't want to pay for it. They talk about the Dragon King, and then they will occupy the Dragon King Temple and worship their Ziwei Xingjun!"
"That's right, that's not true!"
The people were filled with righteous indignation and wanted to build a temple, so they built it themselves, how could they rob it
Mo Li listened to the discussion, and most of the anger that had arisen inexplicably disappeared unconsciously, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he looked up at the sky.
Long Xingyun Qi, that dragon should also hope that there is peace here and life is comfortable.
The author has something to say:
The world is in chaos, the princes rise together, the throne changes—
Can't think of it, in fact, this is a text to dominate the world [don't believe] [really not].
→_→The next chapter will talk about what happened to the dragon