If fate didn't come, the purse would naturally not be delivered to the door.
Not only do they have to continue to be poor, but they also have to drink a bowl of concoction every day that is so bitter that the tongue is astringent.
Meng Qi was awakened from sleep by bitterness every morning.
Before he opened his eyes, his brows were wrinkled, the corners of his mouth pursed involuntarily, and he turned his head to try to avoid the smell. However, there is on the left, there is on the right, and the bitterness of the concoction is pervasive.
If he fell asleep lying down, Meng Qi might put the quilt over his head.
However, in the wilderness, let alone a quilt, there is no bed.
You can only find a tree trunk to lean against, occasionally a dilapidated house will block the wind, and then put on a posture of cultivating internal energy, and stay up all night until dawn.
As long as you're not picky, it's not hard to find a place to rest.
Hard to find is the water source, and the water has to be clean.
There is still water in some rivers. It looks clear, but when you scoop it up with a bowl, you find the water is turbid. Many people in the rivers and lakes don’t care, and they drink it after boiling.
The spring water is the best, but unfortunately there is no one here, so I can only settle for the next best thing, looking for a well to fetch water.
Fortunately, I can distinguish the aura, and finding the water source is much easier than others.
The sky was twilight, Mo Li was sitting by the fire, not looking at the pot of medicine, but looking at Meng Qi not far away.
Seeing the other party's raised eyebrows, his expression gradually became uncomfortable, and he looked like he was suffering. Doctor Mo smiled a little, and deliberately sent out an internal force, so that the smell wafting from the medicine jar faced Meng Qi blows.
One after another, the hot mist made Meng Qi's hair smell of bitter medicine.
He finally opened his eyes reluctantly.
The ink carp turned his head and added firewood as if nothing had happened.
"Morning, doctor."
Meng Qi stretched out his arms, yawned lazily, and then narrowed his eyes bitterly as the mist of the medicinal smell sucked into his mouth. He stretched out his hand to pick up the clothes on his body and lowered his head to smell it, which was also a medicinal smell.
Last night, I had a vague dream, it seemed like a golden horse and an iron horse, and there were swords and swords.
In the chaos, familiar faces came and went in the dream.
There were many ups and downs in the past, and I felt that this dream was exhausting. I struggled to get rid of it. In the end, I was walking in the dream, and suddenly there was an extremely astringent bitter taste out of thin air, which rushed to those sorrows and sorrows. Cloud Nine.
The haze's dream was disturbed and empty, so Meng Qi woke up.
"… "
I don't remember what I dreamed at all.
Including the people who appeared in the dream, and what they said.
Even the feeling of despair and tiredness in the dream is like snow that has been hit by the sun, melting until only the bottom layer of ice remains.
Is this a doctor's medical skill
Boil a medicine to cure the nightmare
Meng Qi thought in a complicated mood, he quickly walked out of the shabby house, washed his face with cold water, and rinsed his mouth.
The smell of medicine on his body could not be eliminated, Meng Qi only worried for a while, and then let it go.
When he came back, Mo Li was baking the hard cakes on the fire, and said without looking up, "There are only two hard cakes left from Shimo Mountain."
"How far is it from the nearest village and town?"
"Probably arrive around noon." Mo Li just looked at the map.
Meng Qi looked at the medicine jar placed in front of him, wanted to sigh but held back, and said solemnly, "Doctor, I dreamed that I fell into a deep lake last night, and there was no light around..."
Mo Li moved for a while, and looked at Meng Qi and thought, did this person restore the memory of being the Taijing Dragon Vessel? Remember the Lingquan Lake in Qimao Mountain
Just when Mo Li thought that Meng Qi was going to say "There is something vaguely in the lake, like a fish", Meng Qi picked up the medicine jar and said sadly, "I didn't realize until I woke up that it actually fell into the water. into the medicine jar, because the taste of the lake water is too familiar."
"… "
Doctor Mo thought blankly, it should be a gerbil fell into it!
Meng Qi asked earnestly, "Doctor, how long will this medicine last?"
Mo Li didn't speak, he stretched out his hand to give Meng Qi a pulse, and felt that the movement of the internal breath was not as vaguely obstructed as before, his serious expression loosened, and nodded: "Well, take another dose today, and I will give you another one tomorrow. Fangzi."
This is really unprecedented good news. Meng Qi felt that if he drank it again, he would not be able to distinguish the normal taste. Eating bread was bitter, drinking water was bitter, and even the doctor would become bitter.
Meng Qi wanted to think about it, but there was no happy expression on his face, and he was quite calm.
He looked up and finished the medicine.
Doctor Mo learned from Meng Guoshi what is called "Mount Tai collapses in front of him and his color does not change". If he changed other doctors, he might have been fooled by Meng Qi, thinking that he was not afraid of hardship at all, and then he was in awe.
—Perhaps a good general must have such ability.
What kind of bitter concoction is, if you set up an empty city to plan a military strategy, and you can't hold your face, wouldn't the enemy see the flaws
Mo Li was aware of Meng Qi's intention, which was to love face and look good.
For example, the gerbil, obviously round and chubby, has to make a calm posture in front of himself, thinking that he is standing upright, but what is the difference between sitting and standing
Mo Li was amused, but said nothing.
He broke the hard cake and divided Meng Qi in half.
Because of Meng Qi's influence, Mo Li also deliberately maintained his manners.
So even though he was in a dilapidated thatched hut, with only dead trees and old crows all around, he was desolate and desolate, and he had rough wheat cakes in his hands, but he looked like he was drinking and enjoying the scenery in Qionglou Yuyu, and he was happy and content.
Halfway through eating the ink carp, the sound of horse hooves was vaguely heard.
He looked at the dust raised in the distance, and was sure it wouldn't float here, so he ignored it.
There was a red flag hanging in the cavalry. When they passed through the abandoned village, they did not slow down and passed by with dust.
"There seemed to be someone over there just now?" asked the leader of the horse team.
"Back to the gang master, I did see the fire."
The leader of the horse team knew that his subordinates did not see clearly, what he wanted to say, paused for a while and then shook his head.
Although the two of them looked very strange, as soon as the treasures of Emperor Li's Mausoleum came out, people from all corners of the world who believed that they had some strength were rushing to Taijing.
There is still a long way to go, more is worse than less.
The team soon disappeared.
Meng Qi looked at their backs and asked casually, "The doctor might as well guess, who are these people."
Mo Li thought about it for a while. He felt that these people were not like officers and soldiers, but they were very different from the pompous people in Jinfeng Villa. The queue was orderly, and there was no confusion in the running.
"The escort bureau?" Mo Li guessed an answer.
"Almost." Meng Qi smiled and gestured, "I guess they are the red-clothed gang that Ning Changyuan said."
There are only three Jianghu forces in Yongzhou, and the Red Clothes Gang is one of them. It is said that the leader of the gang is very skilled in martial arts.
As he was talking, Meng Qi saw a group of people walking in the distance.
They don't have the aura of the Red Clothes Gang, not only do they have no horses, but also in twos and threes, each with their own company.
It may have been a night's drive. Everyone looked tired. Seeing that there was a village here, they quickly accelerated their pace and wanted to find a place to rest.
As a result, the only house with a roof has been occupied.
That's all, the two people who arrived first looked weird.
He was dressed in ordinary clothes, but his posture was like a martial arts legend playing a game of swords.
Jianghu people are informal, and they don't pay attention to their posture when they sit. Even if there is a self-proclaimed identity like Young Master Jinfeng, he will bring many servants and subordinates to decorate the broken house in a luxurious and comfortable way.
Only when you reach a certain status and get older, will you pay attention to your outward bearing.
After all, martial arts seniors must pay attention to morality and respect.
"...Who are these two?"
"No, I don't know."
"It seems to have a strange smell?"
The crowd stopped far away and whispered.
No one dared to step forward, they all wanted to wait for others to come forward.
It is a pity that there are no fools among them - martial arts seniors or something, it sounds nice, but they must be people of the righteous way, but there is no writing on their faces, who knows whether they are seniors of the righteous way or masters of the evil sect
"I think it's the elder of the Tianshan faction."
"No, the Tianshan faction has always been concerned with the affairs of the rivers and lakes. It may be a member of the Qingcheng faction. Didn't I hear that there was a rising star in the Qingcheng faction and somehow ended up in Pingzhou? The matter seems to be related to the Holy Lotus Altar!"
"Maybe it's a hidden master. The southwest side is not peaceful, and the people in the Holy Lotus Temple are becoming more and more arrogant. Whether it is a righteous way or an evil sect, they all have opinions on them..."
This group of people guessed all the gangs from all over the world, but did not come to a conclusion, but let Mo Li and Meng Qi listen to a lot of gossip.
Some are unfamiliar, some are familiar.
Like this one-
"I met someone a few days ago. It is said that the people from Jinfeng Villa fell into trouble. No one even knew the name of the other party. Everyone was brought down. There is indeed a treasure in Li Di Mausoleum, and even these hidden masters showed up. Now, I don't know if you and I can get a share of the pie."
After Mo Li finished eating the last piece of cake, he found that those people were still squatting at the entrance of the village, and he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.
They looked back, and Mo Li didn't care too much, and got up to clean the medicine jar.
"Move, that person moved!"
"… "
Mo Li lowered his head blankly, looked back over there,
Everyone hurriedly backed away, and after a while, they found that there was no movement, and then cautiously walked forward for a while.
Because there was still some distance between them, they couldn't see the appearance of Meng Qi and Mo Li, and they didn't know that Mo Li was holding a medicine jar.
"What are they doing?"
"Maybe I want us to fight." Meng Qi smiled, but he raised his hand and gestured, "For example, a little sword qi, sword qi, the thatched cottage fell apart in an instant, only the position we were sitting on was safe. There were cracks on the ground. , the fire was scattered, but we couldn't touch our robes. Even if they were standing so far away, they could feel the wind blowing in their faces."
Ink carp: "… "
Do all Jianghu people live like a storybook
When you meet two masters on the road, you can see a sensational martial arts battle right away
"Where did they see that we were the enemy?" Mo Li was full of doubts.
"If you don't get along, you can fight. You can also compete between old friends." Meng Qi thought about it and explained, "Basically, it is meaningful to have a fight with others who have witnessed it. It's rumored? Every time it happens to be a meeting, Jianghu people are willing to watch the fun, and experts are willing to compete."
It's not easy to mix rivers and lakes.
"Besides, the masters who have made a lot of tricks are not moving for a long time, and they have been confrontation."
So that's why you shouted and moved
Mo Li looked at the inexplicably excited Jianghu people who had been lingering for a long time, and he was speechless for a while.
"Then if we talk now, we shouldn't be regarded as enemies, right?"
"No, maybe we thought we were taunting each other." Meng Qi said with a smile, "For example, the pearl of rice also shines brightly. It's just a superficial trick. Today, I want you to see the true meaning of my sword."
After he finished speaking, he put out the fire and helped the ink carp to pack up.
Sure enough, there was shouting again.
"That person moved too! Hey, but there was no movement at all... What kind of martial arts is this?"
"Who said there is no movement, isn't the fire out?"
Mo Li couldn't help speeding up his movements, stuffing things together, carrying his luggage, and performing light work to run first.
This Jianghu people don't do it.
The author has something to say:
Is it wrong to want to be polite in front of someone you like
Is it wrong to want to look good in front of someone who likes you
Jianghu people: Look, move! !
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Meng Qi: I may wait to see the battle between dragons and tigers
Ink carp: ... what's so good about the fish fighting for the mouse