Doctor Mo returned to his pharmacy with a heavy heart.
As soon as he entered the house, he found that the atmosphere was not right. Tang Xiaotang hid behind a door and looked out timidly. Qin Lu stood in the yard with his hands behind his back, looking at a wall without saying a word.
Mr. Qin did not wear a hat, only a thick robe, looking like he had just woken up.
"teacher?"
Mo Li subconsciously looked at the wall.
- There are traces of falling snow, and someone once climbed the wall and entered the yard.
Although Zhushan County can't be said to not close households at night or pick up items on the road, as a doctor, Mo Li is still very famous here. Among them, he has a good foundation laid by his teacher Qin Lu, and more because Mo Li has been treating illnesses and saving people for the past four years. It's not that the doctors in the village don't care, it's just that they can't receive emergency care in the middle of the night, but Mo Li lifts his feet to go out.
Doctor Mo often carried the family members of patients who came to seek medical treatment, and ran a dozen miles of mountain roads without blinking an eye.
Therefore, people in Zhushan County basically know that Doctor Mo has a good kung fu, but the common people's knowledge of martial arts is very poor. of high martial arts.
As for Dr. Mo's kung fu, it was all learned by collecting herbs on the cliffs and traveling at night.
Ink carp:…
Other doctors: …
No, they don't know how to kung fu. It's not because they have less herbs, and it's not because they have less travel, really not.
People who eat whole grains will always get sick, regardless of whether they are rich or poor. Doctor Mo is good at talking, and it doesn’t matter if they can’t pay the consultation fee for the time being, but the local ruffians have no such qualifications. Such a person who can't afford to offend, what kind of thief dares to come to the wall
It wasn't that Mo Li looked down on the little thieves who broke into the empty gates in Zhushan County, but the snow was so thick, and with the ability of those three-legged cats, they might not even be able to climb the walls.
Mo Li took a few steps back and walked around the courtyard wall, and his expression slowly changed.
Zhushan County is a small place. There are actually only three and a half people who can actually practice martial arts, and that half is Qin Chukuai. Others rely on their physical strength, and they only have a rough understanding of other fists and feet. But today alone, Mo Li saw a lot of them, not to mention the saintess of the holy lotus altar, but there was a guy who climbed the wall of his house
Mo Li re-entered the house, Tang Xiaotang ran over and said to his fingers with some shame: "Doctor Mo, it's all my fault, I was fooled by that person, I really thought he pushed the door and came in. of… "
Tang Xiaotang explained the matter again, and Mo Li finally understood why Mr. Qin's expression was solemn.
The position where the man stood after entering the yard was just outside Qin Lu's perception range. If he took a few steps forward, Qin Lu would probably be alarmed. A master of the inner clan with deep cultivation base, he is very sensitive to the breath, not to mention that the comers are not good.
"You said he was staring at you?" Mo Li picked up his junior brother with one hand, touched his head, and then touched his face.
Well, it's cute, like the type that would be targeted by human traffickers.
"His eyes are like knives, like he's going to pierce someone." Tang Xiaotang nodded in emphasis, and then said loudly, "I've seen this person before, and Qin Zhukuai said that he was a visitor from outside the customs, and he was talking with cattle. Uncle has inquired about you, Doctor Mo."
Mo Li couldn't help looking at Qin Lu.
None of the entrants he met that day were masters of the family. Why did the accomplices who suddenly appeared were different from other entrants? And what is the situation? This person noticed himself because of the ginseng collection, but he knew Mr. Qin's ability. The ultimate goal was Tang Xiaotang, who was not as tall as the stove? What is the causal relationship between these three events
Qin Lu also had a headache. When he woke up and saw the traces on the courtyard wall, the man had long since disappeared. With just a few words from Tang Xiaotang, he couldn't figure out what kind of way the man was. what to do.
"teacher… "
"Um?"
Mo Li hugged Tang Xiaotang and asked seriously, "Do you have any enemies?"
Qin Lu glared and was about to say something when Mo Li pointed at the little junior brother in his arms and asked, "If you don't have one, where's Little Tang?"
"How can Xiaotang have an enemy, how old is he? His parents are ordinary mountain people, and they don't even know the word, so what kind of enemy can he have?" Qin Lu snorted coldly, "As for being a teacher, I have a relationship with me. Those who hated them all went down to the Yellow Springs."
Mo Li and Tang Xiaotang have admiration on their faces, especially Tang Xiaotang, who has a childlike nature and especially admires those heroes who are happy and enmity among storytellers.
Seeing their eyes, Mr. Qin said angrily: "It's not what you think, I just live longer, they just don't have the ability. Elderly people should eat on time and in season. eat something…”
Mo Li hurriedly put down Tang Xiaotang and changed the subject: "Teacher, are you thirsty or not, I'll go to boil hot water."
"Boy, go make tea for Mr. Qin!" Tang Xiaotang also ran away.
Qin Lu laughed, these two clever ghosts.
Madam Ge was busy with sewing at the yamen, and the yamen took care of dinner, so she could not go back to the pharmacy to cook. However, it was difficult for Doctor Mo. There was no shortage of rice grains at home, so he brought out two dishes and one soup after just doing some rectification.
In the evening, when the lights were turned on, Uncle Ge came back with the neighbors. The pharmacy's cashier also brought back a few cold and hard pancakes, which were torn open and soaked in the broth. The taste was very good, Tang Xiaotang breathed a sigh of relief. Stuffed two bowls.
When Aunt Ge stepped into the house, the table had just been cleaned up. She talked about Shenlong with great interest. Tang Xiaotang snuggled into her arms, and Uncle Ge who was washing dishes. Looking from a distance, they fell. Like a family of three.
Mo Li stared silently for a while, then returned to his bedroom.
Without the lights, the moonlight was reflected on the snow outside, and the room was fairly bright.
At this time, if there was a small red clay stove, it would be a pleasure to cook tea or wine. Qin Lu thought so, but didn't do it. He saw that Mo Li had something to say to himself.
"Sorry, you have something on your mind."
"...Teacher, have you heard of dragon veins?"
Qin Lu paused, raised his head and asked, "Who told you that?"
Mo Li sold Master Li without hesitation.
"Xue Lingjun's staff actually show off these hearsay things?" Qin Lu was very dissatisfied.
"But teacher, if it weren't for the dragon veins, what would you say about the dragon that appeared in the daytime?" Mo Li hesitated, and then asked the words that had been lingering in his heart for a long time, "Qimao Mountain is different from other places, and the vegetation has always been prosperous. , there are so many beasts, could it be because of the dragon veins?"
Qin Lu was at a loss for words.
As a learned man, he hated things like auspiciousness and fairy tales very much.
Those rumors about the appearance of dragons, including the increase of wild beasts in the mountains, the digging of elixir, etc., are considered by Mr. Qin as "auspicious". Those who are officials know that auspiciousness depends on blowing. If those in power like to hear it, then there will be auspiciousness every year, and visions will appear every month, which can change every day.
So when a dragon really appeared in the sky, Mr. Qin was shocked.
"Teacher, I want to go back to the mountains to have a look."
If after the dragon veins appeared in the world, there would be elixir all over the mountains and plains, would the white ginseng turn into a human form? What about the fox? What about snakes
The ink carp couldn't sit still.
Qin Lu was hesitant to say anything, he guessed that his student's illness was committed again.
- Mr. Qin suddenly had a strange thought in his heart, maybe Mo Li is not sick, what he said is true
Qin Lu was stunned by his own thoughts, and he couldn't help but recall the first time he saw Mo Li.
That year, it rained heavily for three consecutive days in Zhushan County, and the water level of the river soared, overflowing the river, and finally forming a mountain torrent. According to the direction of the mountain, Qin Lu calculated that there was a village in the direction of the flood, and rushed to rescue him, but he was still a step late, and the whole village was plunged into a vast ocean. disappeared without a trace.
Qin Lu searched all the way along the turbulent water, hoping that a few people would get into the wooden barrels and basins, so that they could survive.
As a result, I searched back and forth three times, only to find a naked doll on a thick broken branch.
The child may have been frightened and didn't cry, just hugged the tree trunk with a blank expression. Qin Lu picked up the person, and the child did not resist. No matter what he asked, the child did not speak. The child's eyes were clear and clear, innocent and ignorant.
Qin Lu didn't expect that a baby he picked up from a mountain torrent would have a good pair of muscles and bones to practice martial arts, otherwise he wouldn't have picked up the baby and decided to leave him behind.
Qin Lu taught children to read and write, stroke by stroke, and taught him the way of life and the foundation of life.
Mo Li is the name that the child said by himself. He seems to have no memory of the past except for this name. Like an ordinary child, he grew taller every year. Qin Lu personally watched his students change from a doll biting their fingers to the appearance of a jade tree facing the wind today.
How could it be a fish demon? Isn't the appearance of the transformation monsters recorded by the gods and monsters not all fixed
"Teacher? Teacher!"
Mo Li helplessly watched Mr. Qin suddenly lose his mind, and could only call out several times in a row.
"Oh, where did you just say? Go back if you want, as a teacher... " Qin Lu wanted to say that he would go with him, but what happened during the day made Qin Lu subconsciously feel that he couldn't leave Tang Xiaotang alone.
Mo Li saw Qin Lu's concern, so he simply told about the Holy Lotus Altar and asked Mr. Qin to watch at home.
Qin Lu really had never heard of the Holy Lotus Altar. He lived in seclusion in the mountains for many years, and he did not ask about the world for a long time. He did not expect that the world is not only peaceful, but even more chaotic.
"Right now, the mountain is covered by heavy snow, and there should be no more people coming over from the Holy Lotus Altar."
Qin Lu had never seen anyone from the Holy Lotus Altar, but there were too many things in the history books that used the name of immortals, and they were called preaching and rebelling. It is nothing more than preaching that mantras can be invulnerable to swords and guns, that if you convert, you can eat enough to make a fortune, and then desperately demonize unbelievers, instigating people to burn, kill, and loot.
Mr. Qin thought, if it wasn't for his age, he might have packed his bags and went out, and chopped off the head of the Lao Shizi sect leader with a knife.
"My teacher will go to the county office tomorrow and ask Xue Lingjun, where is the old nest of the Holy Lotus Altar."
"Teacher!" Mo Li was shocked, he knew Qin Lu's temper very well.
It's freezing cold, what a long way to go? No matter how high Qin Lu's martial arts are, he is still a human being. On the battlefield, swords and guns have no eyes, and thousands of arrows are fired at every turn, which is too dangerous.
"Don't be nervous, I'm not going, Xiaotang is still at home!" Qin Lu said glumly, "Since I know someone is hitting on our master and apprentice, I will naturally take Xiaotang with me, with such a burden , where can I go?"
Mo Li breathed a sigh of relief, quickly bid farewell to the teacher, and took advantage of the night to head into the mountains.
The cold wind whistled, and as soon as he entered the mountain, the ink carp felt vaguely around, as if there was something.
"... Aura?"
Mo Li closed his eyes suspiciously and looked around.
Not aura, but a strange aura.
Doctor Mo's expression changed. He remembered that he had slept in the spring water a few days ago, and suddenly noticed the breath, which was exactly the same as this one.
Mo Li suddenly didn't care about ginseng and fox, and he ran to the grotto.
The closer you get, the more obvious that breath is.
When they finally arrived at the grotto, Mo Li hurriedly rushed in. The cave was covered with thick snow and empty.
No, the pool is not frozen, and there is something on the water.
The moonlight shines into the water from the top of the grotto, and the silver light forms a line.
Mo Li sucked in a breath of cold air and cautiously approached the water.
The white fog suddenly floated up, and the expression on Mo Li's face changed. The source of the breath he felt was this thing, and he even felt that the other party was swallowing the essence of the moon.
what is this
monster? Another fish? Or dragon veins
Bai Wu came to the ink carp, it was only the size of a child's fist, and it was round.
Suddenly, four small claws and a tail emerged from the white ball, and rolled along Doctor Mo's robe to his feet.
The ink carp was stunned.
This, this looks like a mouse
No, mice don't grow like this, and they're not so fat. It was fluffy like a ball, and soft, and the ink carp was stiff, feeling the wet moisture on its body and the feeling of its tiny claws pressing on the upper.
OK, so small.
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No no, this is not a cultivation article, Gong's body is elsewhere, he is just here to tease the ink carp.