The wooden box in the ancestral hall was still there, the village chief opened it up, and the three talismans inside were blurred.
It was almost February 2, and everyone was discussing whether to invite Taoist priests to do the practice again. However, the harvest was not good last year, and there was not much money left. It would not be cheap to invite the Taoist priest from Zangfengguan to come to the village once.
Although it was expected, Mo Li couldn't help frowning when they heard the name of Zangfeng Temple.
"Can the Taoist priest of Tibetan Wind Temple ask for rain? How much is it?" Mo Li asked the village chief, pretending to be clueless.
Hearing the word money, the village chief instigated Yahuazi distressedly, and said with a grin, "At least it's consistent, not counting the money for tea, horses and horses, as well as the three sacrifices and five fruits and drinks that add up to the sacrifice to heaven. less!"
"But there are differences in the Taoist priests in the view, aren't there any expensive or slightly cheaper ones?"
Upon hearing this, the village chief quickly waved his hand and said, "Xiao Lang, you can't talk nonsense."
The old man walked back with the lantern, and while stroking his beard, he sighed: "Actually, this is what Xiao Lang said. But our village is small and still a little far away. The money saved by tightening our belts is not enough. Those rich households give money for tea, so what else do you expect? If you can invite those real apprentices, you will be satisfied. Anyway, the Taoist priests in Tibetan Wind View have real skills, so it’s almost almost.”
Because it was the third watch, some people who wanted to go to the market to sell goods simply started to get up. Anyway, they were planning to go out at the fourth watch, and the village became lively.
The village chief is old, but he doesn't need it. When he returned home, the old wife was still crying over the dog's dead body.
The eldest son of the village chief took some firewood and prepared to wait for Tianming to go outside the village to build a fire, burn the corpse, and then dig a pit to bury it well. It's really embarrassing for the big hole in the roof.
Mo Li naturally said that he had repaired the roof and could stay to help.
The eldest son of the village chief was puzzled, because the ink carp did not look like someone who could do rough work.
Fortunately, things like tiles and bricks, every household has a little reserve, especially in winter, it is necessary to prevent air leaks and remedy them in time. The village chief's family is not so poor that he can't open the pot, and the tiles that are stored are only half-old and not new, but they can still be used.
Mo Li didn't want to attract attention, so he used the ladder of the village chief's house and fished out a gerbil on his calf as soon as he got on the roof.
This way he walked very awkwardly, but he still pretended to be nothing.
Mo Li couldn't blame Meng Qi. After all, the gerbil was holding onto it honestly, neither moving nor climbing up. The calf is just like the elbow. It's not a sensitive area, and it's over.
The gerbil tugged at the fur slowly with his paws, smoothing them out.
Meng Qi had a guess about the identity of the thief, but now trapped in the appearance of a gerbil, he couldn't speak, so he patiently watched Mo Li repair the roof.
This hole is not small, but not serious.
Because the beam is not broken.
The ink carp moved the broken tiles to the side, and then patched them up piece by piece, doing it quickly and well.
When he was in Qimao Mountain in the early years, the mountain temple where Qin Lu and the ink carp lived was in disrepair for a long time, and it leaked from time to time. After the ink carp was a little bigger and could jump up and down with light work, he went up to the roof and repaired it himself.
Qin Lu was sure that his apprentice couldn't fall, so he let him go.
When something happens, a disciple does it, and repairing a roof is nothing.
Later, when Doctor Mo practiced medicine in Zhushan County, he found that half of those who broke their arms and legs were climbed out of the roof, and that kind of naughty children were ignored. Gold Queen will take a look at the situation of the roof by the way. Basically, it is a small problem that the tiles are loose or displaced. Anyway, with a little effort, the ink carp has been rectified.
For a big hole like this, it is estimated that a mason is needed.
Pingzhou is no better than Yongzhou, where the wind and snow are heavy, and the house can hardly support it.
Mo Li came up and saw that the village chief's family used to have some background. The house was built very solidly and the beams were very thick. These tiles were enough to cover them, and no additional repairs were required.
The village chief's son climbed up the ladder to hand over the tiles, because he was afraid that it would be dark and the ink carp would not be able to see it, so he lit a lantern.
Mo Li waved his hand and said no, and when he looked up, he saw a woman holding a baby in the next courtyard, looking over here. She found that the village chief's son was also climbing the ladder, and the woman hurriedly escaped into the house.
Mo Li continued to inquire about Zangfengguan. The village chief's son spoke a lot more directly, and he did not have as many taboos as the village chief.
It turned out that the Taoist priest that the village said to invite was actually not from the original temple of Zangfengguan, but a small Taoist temple near Qiongxian by the disciples of Zangfengguan, called Qingfengguan, but it is also called the person of Zangfengguan to the outside world.
This is the style of the Jianghu sect. The ordinary people or the Jianghu people with insufficient status can only come into contact with the outer disciples.
The inner disciples can get the true biography, and the outer disciples will learn a little, mainly doing some errands for the sect to make money.
After Mo Li listened to it, he knew that it would be useless to capture such a Taoist priest who swindled the villagers' money. He didn't know any secrets at all. The wooden box on the roof was a deceptive statement, and it had no other meaning.
The strange thing is, if this is the case, why do thieves always come to smash the roof
Mo Li finished repairing the roof, and before dawn, smoke from the kitchen was already rising in the village.
This day is the first day of the second lunar month, and the next day is the Rain Prayer Festival. Although Taoist priests are no longer invited, there are still things to do. Therefore, the villagers started busy early, some went to the market, and some stayed in the ancestral hall to do ritual chores.
The fainted thief was tied to the ancestral hall, guarded by seven or eight men.
When the village chief's eldest son saw that the roof was repaired, he patted his head and said a few words of thanks to Mo Li, and then went to the ancestral hall. His family was the master of suffering, so he had to ask what he said.
The gerbil slipped away, and Mo Li wanted to stop it, but there was no way to catch the mouse under the eyes of the village chief's family, so he had to go.
The village chief insisted that the ink carp stay for one more day, saying that he didn't sleep well at night, and it was difficult to travel during the day.
Mo Li was about to find out about the thief, so he agreed.
After entering the room, Doctor Mo repacked his luggage. The golden silk armor that almost caused trouble was still at the bottom, and then he began to think about whether the village chief's family heard the sound when the thief cried out last night.
The sound was not small, and it was quiet at night.
You may have heard it, but you just don't know what "golden wire" is.
These days, most people speak a strong dialect. Unless you really know that it is golden silk armor, or you only have money in your heart, you will not think of the word "golden silk" so quickly.
This courtyard is not small, and the neighbors who are only separated by a courtyard wall may hear it better than the village chief who lives on the other side of the main house.
The ink carp looked in that direction thoughtfully.
If I remember correctly, it was the little baby's house who cried so much. I saw it when the roof was being repaired just now. The woman's coat was patched up and up again, and the little baby looked like this.
Children of poor families at this age can wear clothes casually, because little babies grow up fast, and they look the same every month. There is even a custom among the people to wear Baijia clothes. Even if they are covered with patches, it is very common. care.
When I saw the adults of this little baby's family yesterday, their clothes were normal, how could they be so ragged at home
The house next door is not small, and it is not dilapidated. It was repaired at least a few years ago, indicating that the original life was passable.
A person's family suddenly runs out of money, but he is afraid that others will see that, in addition to loving face, there is something unspeakable.
In addition, there are three types of things that empty the family in a short period of time: suffering from disasters and thieves, having a serious illness, and being addicted to gambling and prostitution.
Although the disaster is big, even if the smallest home is stolen, it cannot be concealed from others, and there is no need to conceal it at all, so it cannot be the first one. Every household in this village has the habit of drying herbal medicines and selling herbal medicines. They should all know some pharmacology. If they are seriously ill, they will lose their money if they cannot be cured, and the villagers will also know.
So that's the last category left
Mo Li was a little unsure, what if that woman just casually wore a rag
Just as I was thinking, there was movement from the window.
The chubby gerbil struggled to get in through the crack of the window, and two of its hairs were shaved off.
Mo Li hurriedly took out his clothes from his suitcase, closed the door again, and turned around again. There was already one more person in the room.
Meng Qi slowly put on his clothes, and raised his eyebrows when he saw the ink carp.
Mo Li's gaze stayed on Meng Qi's chest and abdomen for a long time, until the latter pulled up the single coat.
"What's wrong with the doctor?" Meng Qi asked knowingly.
The gerbil's paws have experienced, the doctor's physique is relatively thin.
Because the appearance of the transformation is fixed, there is only the difference in age, and even the change of fat and thin cannot be done, because in essence they will not grow old, everything is based on the current appearance, so I want to become a sweeper The black tower man of Qianjun is impossible.
Meng Qi is very satisfied with his "human" appearance, relatively speaking, Mo Li is worse than that.
To save others by himself, Meng Guoshi thought that the doctor might be envious of him.
Ink carp: "… "
When Meng Guoshi was hard to guess, it was difficult to distinguish between joy and anger, but when it was easy to guess, the answer was almost written on his face.
Expect him to be envious
Oh, what does he envy? Are you envious of the flesh of the gerbil
The ink carp would rather be thinner than a fat fish, especially the kind of fat carp that foolishly eats itself so fat that its head is small and its body is five times wider than its head.
Of course, Mo Li wouldn't tell the truth directly, he stretched out his hand:
"I was thinking, you just lost two hairs."
Meng Qi turned back stiffly, and sure enough, he found the hair stuck in the gap of the window lattice.
"I left this gap on purpose. I think it should be enough. I didn't expect... Brother Meng, it's all my fault." Mo Li pretended to be regretful.
Meng Qi was speechless.
Mo Li made a joke, and felt that it was enough, so he resumed his gentleman's style and asked seriously, "Where did the thief come from?"
"He has a very high level of dexterity, and is experienced in all corners of the world. He almost escaped him last night, so I have a guess. Do you remember the god thief who stole the golden armor from that villa?"
"You mean Li Kong'er?" Mo Li had a good memory, and he asked in surprise, "Isn't he dead?"
"It may be his apprentice, his classmate, or himself. As soon as he saw the golden armor last night, he immediately blurted out. Ordinary people will be stunned for a while when they see such treasures?"
Meng Qi didn't agree with Mo Li's statement, so he put forward another opinion: "Maybe this person came here for the golden armor. Like us, I heard that the Qingwu ancestor took the dragon vein of the Qi Dynasty and dug it out in other places. I have passed the treasure, and now I have heard the rumors about Li Diling and Jinsijia Jianghu, I suspect that this is the conspiracy of Qingwu ancestors, so I guess that the missing Jinsijia is in the hands of Qingwu ancestors."
There is a spiritual cave near this village, and it is very obvious, and everyone can see it.
Hearing the saying that there is something on the roof asking for rain, the thief started.
Although Mo Li suspected that the Taoist priest had put something extra in the box, he never thought that there was any valuable treasure. After all, this was someone else's roof, and it wasn't that no one noticed in the mud at the bottom of the river.
Otherwise, what's the difference with sending money
Alchemists are hateful, but they're not that stupid, are they
"We have to figure this out, I have a bad feeling." Mo Li frowned.
Meng Qi was not surprised. He already knew the doctor very well. He knew that Mo Li didn't care how many people he helped, and he wouldn't talk about these things.
"The thief is awake?"
"Wake up, the acupuncture point is unsolved, but he won't say anything." Meng Qi didn't wear a coat, so he leaned on the bed and said lazily, "He wants to wait until the acupuncture point rushes out to escape, but it will be at least the afternoon. It's a matter of fact, now you can go to sleep first."
"Go to sleep, I'll take a look outside the village."
Mo Li said and stood up and was pulled by Meng Qi.
"The doctor can't do everything, isn't there me?"
"… "
Mo Li looked at him, really sat down, and said casually, "I think there is something wrong with the family next door, you will help me check it later."
Meng Qi agreed immediately.
So the gerbil screeched out of the window again and ran away.
No hair loss this time.
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