Mo Li didn't pay attention to Meng Qi's words.
When he sees a doctor, he often asks how the patient is feeling. Many patients are illiterate, which makes them use strange words to describe their condition. What is as strong as a cow, as empty as a fox that hasn't eaten chicken for a few days, and loses her hair like the old yellow dog next door, etc.
Some people will only blindly describe what they can do... For example, they can push the stone mill ten times and turn over half an acre of land in one go.
Climbing a mountain is a common metaphor.
And the Longjiao Peak, as the name suggests, it is easy for the ink carp to think that it is the highest point of Shangyun Mountain.
"You can still remember to bring me, it seems that you are very awake." Mo Li naturally stretched out his pulse and said casually, "I was afraid of your illness, so I rushed into the mountains and let me follow you all night in vain."
"… "
Meng Qi's arm froze when he heard the words.
Mo Li thought that Meng Qi would not be able to save face, so he didn't think much about it.
The sky was dark, and there was still some fog in the forest, making it impossible to see the distant stone steps.
Meng Qi stared deeply at the ink carp, he felt that his eyesight had improved, he seemed to be able to see many things in this mountain, and he didn't have to get too close at all.
The doctor always wears his clothes neatly and neatly, and the place other than the neck and palms will never be exposed, and martial arts masters can't see people clearly through thick winter clothes.
But now it suddenly changed. Meng Qi could feel the slender arms under the robes of the person in front of him, as well as the waist. It was the same as Meng Qi's previous estimates. There was only a thin layer of muscles in the chest and abdomen, which made him look weak. .
But that's an illusion.
Meng Qi had seen the power that erupted from this body, and once turned into a gerbil and cuddled comfortably in the arms of the ink carp. The body of the ink carp was not so soft, but the muscles were hard, even if the gerbil was in deep sleep and deliberately relaxed.
The soft illusion is due to the warmth, like a river beach that has been basked in the sun for a day.
It was obvious that Mo Li was not much different from his height, but Meng Qi had a strange urge to hold each other up and put them in the palm of his hand, so that no one would find out.
If only the doctor was a gerbil too...
The two gerbils then leaned together, sharing the same burrow, with their long hairs next to each other, which looked like a larger, flat ball from a distance. He would drag the most comfortable blade of grass and the sweetest fruit into the hole, and then they would go nowhere and slept through the winter like that.
As a result, Mo Li, who was diagnosing Meng Qi's pulse, looked strange.
- Qi travels to Shaoyang, the qi and blood in the meridians surge, and the essence sinks to the dantian. This is an obvious sign of emotional movement.
Then the yang qi slowly dissipated, and the pulse of the heart gradually stabilized. If Meng Qi was not standing in front of him, Mo Li felt that the pulse was a person who was asleep without distractions.
The speed of seeing through the red dust is too fast!
Although the master of the inner family suppressed his physical desires, it was as simple as eating and drinking, but Meng Qi's previous changes proved that those spiritual qi had an impact on him. Mo Li was about to further diagnose his pulse and then prescribe a prescription, and inadvertently raised his head to face him. Meng Qi's eyes.
"… "
The ink carp almost thought that he saw the golden dragon.
The giant dragon entrenched in the sky above Taijing is covered with golden scales and dazzling.
The dragon was originally hidden in the clouds and mist, his eyes were half-open and half-closed, and his breath was close to nothing. Suddenly woke up, it stared at the outsider who came to its own territory, and its body slowly unfolded.
Just as the ink carp was seen by the Taijing Longmai with a divine tour when he was in Qimao Mountain.
The dragon's eyes are like two suns that light up in the dark night, and it seems that everything in the world is in them.
Meng Qi's eyes naturally wouldn't shine, but in Mo Li's eyes, Meng Qi at this moment coincided with the golden dragon.
"Meng... Meng Qi?"
"Um."
"What do you see?"
Meng Qi didn't blink, and said in a gentle and soft tone, "I want to talk to the doctor..."
When he said the last few words, he suddenly woke up and quickly stopped.
"I want to spend every day, every moment, every moment with the doctor."
"… "
Mo Li was bewildered by the golden dragon-like gaze, and almost agreed.
Mo Li knew that Meng Qi was happy with himself, so he was not surprised when he noticed Meng Qi's sudden affection.
Compared to the first time he was dazedly thinking about how the dragon veins would have desires for another dragon vein, and the situation that the dragon veins and the dragon veins could not have children together, the ink carp is much better now.
After all, after getting along for this period of time, Mo Li has gradually understood Meng Qi's thoughts, trying to think about himself and the future from this direction, thinking about the way of being in this world.
Meng Qi seemed to have opened a door for him, and many scenes he had never seen before came into view.
Although he is not sure about the future, Mo Li is no longer the Qimao Mountain Dragon Vein that only wanted to find a companion when he left Zhushan County. There was something more in his heart, and a lot of color was added to his eyes, and all things in the world had undergone subtle changes.
- As a dragon vein, born in the world, after all, you have to turn yourself into a "human".
Mo Li looked at Meng Qi and said in a low voice, "Although I don't know why, it is very happy."
"Who is it?" Meng Qi responded very quickly, frowning.
Mo Li grabbed Meng Qi's wrist and let Meng Qi's hand slowly rest on his left hand.
The rhythm of the heart is a little faster.
Hidden under fair complexion, beating fast, again and again.
After Meng Qi was stunned, he simply stretched out both hands together, covering Mo Li's left hand.
Mo Li's wrist was caught in the center of his palm, and he was a little dumbfounded. He just wanted to let Meng Qi hold his pulse gate to feel it, but the other party wanted to take his hand away.
"Relax."
Mo Li had to remind that the wrists were so tightly closed that the blood and energy were blocked, and the fingers were numb.
Meng Qi let the palm of his hand relieve a little force, but still refused to let go. At the same time, his eyes followed Mo Li's arm, all the way to his shoulder, and finally stopped on the left chest.
"… "
This is too much, Doctor Mo withdrew his hand mercilessly.
"Isn't it enough to hear the true qi entering the pulse gate?" Mo Li said with a stern face.
"I'm not a doctor, so I don't know the pulse." Meng Qi looked innocent. According to the script, shouldn't he lean on his chest and listen
Mo Li turned around and left without looking back.
Meng Qi was not in a hurry, but just followed slowly, and the smile on his lips became more and more obvious.
Dragon Claw Peak is a road that people take more and more. Shangyun Mountain has magnificent scenery, strange peaks and rocks emerge in endlessly, standing in different directions, the mountain peaks often show another appearance. Except for a few peaks with imperial mausoleums that are designated as restricted areas by the royal family, there are more than a dozen other peaks that have visitors throughout the year, and the roads are naturally well built.
The stone steps of Dragon Claw Peak are flat, and it is not difficult for ordinary people to walk, let alone martial arts masters with internal skills.
Climbed up the mountain with ease.
During the period, there were five pavilions, some built at the bend of the mountain road, and some were expanded into short corridor pavilions, which can accommodate more than 20 people. Ink carp guessed that these are resting places built according to the physical strength of ordinary people.
It is night now, there is no one in the pavilion, and the same is true on the mountain road.
Unconsciously, the ink carp walked slower and slower.
There are trees next to the mountain road, the flowers on the branches have been gathered, and the stone steps are covered with a light layer of pink and white, all of which are petals. The birds returned to their nests, and they were still chirping in the forest, and the echoes of the empty valleys were faint.
"Meng Qi, where do you live?"
"It's very far from here. We have to climb nine mountains. Looking at the dragon shape on the nineteenth peak of Yunshan Mountain, we are approaching the dragon's tail." Meng Qi replied, thinking of the pet he once raised.
The appearance of the little gerbil in memory has slowly faded away.
Only the anger and grief left, as if it happened yesterday.
Mo Li noticed the change in Meng Qi's breath behind him in time. He turned around and walked quickly, then put one hand on Meng Qi's heart and said solemnly, "Be still and calm down."
Meng Qi looked in that direction for a long time and sighed deeply.
He remembered something again.
Thinking of how the little gerbil appeared, when he was wandering in the mountains that day, he suddenly felt that part of the spiritual energy ran away disobediently, and it was gone forever. It's like a thief came to the house and stole some of Shangyunshan's property.
No, it's even more exaggerated.
Like the "valuable things" at home, they ran away with the thief.
As a mountain spirit, he was angry.
The memory of this part is vague, and Meng Qi doesn't know how he checked it. Anyway, he quickly found the "culprit" and hid at the door of his "home".
A lot of rely on not to go, the feeling of stealing for a long time.
He stared at the field for a long time, and finally a trembling white ball appeared in the cave.
There is no specific form, and no self-awareness, but is forced out by the coercion of the "head of the household", and he trembles instinctively.
That kind of feeling is very special, like something with the same breath, but not the same. Meng Qi remembered that he could throw this round ball far away at that time. Anyway, it had enough benefits, and he would not starve to death if he went out. He could also transform into consciousness.
But he didn't.
He built a house there and transplanted elixir to make it easier for the cave to communicate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Every day when the sun rises and the moon sets, the group is forced to come out.
- Reiki, you have to drink if you don't drink it.
Don't want to steal? Enough now!
The round group slowly took on a clear shape, and it was also a gerbil.
At first, it was very thin, and it was just a shadow, without an actual body, Meng Qi suspected that it was deliberately imitating himself.
It's a strange feeling, like a blood connection.
Yuan Tuan was getting fatter day by day, and finally one day it opened its eyes and ran around all over the yard, scratching many elixir leaves. Meng Qi thought that he could teach it to learn the rules, but as a result, its intelligence was still not turned on, and it was dumbfounded.
Meng Qi refused to believe that this was his own child.
Is there any help for the child to be so stupid
He turned around and left, and after three days of walking, he couldn't help but come back.
The gerbil was exactly the same day he was gone, sleeping in the dirt hole in the yard.
When he was poked, he didn't move, and when he was obedient, he was very obedient.
Is that what a companion feels like
Meng Qi was disappointed.
He looked up at the doctor and thought with certainty, absolutely not, the doctor is just like this, what can a foolish person do? Even if you have to work hard to raise it, you will not be able to raise any results.
- No matter how you raise it, it is half smaller than your original body.
No matter how you feed the spiritual energy, you will only hum and chirp, or you will lie down and pretend to be dead.
Raising children is not about having more pillows for warmth in the nest! Even if it is spread out and barely used as a quilt, Meng Qi is not uncommon.
But keep it as long as you keep it, anyway, the spiritual energy of Shangyun Mountain is too much to be used up.
Meng Qi never thought that one day that stupid little thing would be gone.
It just lay in the messy yard, its body was cold, like a broken ball, the spiritual energy slowly flowed out of its body and re-entered into the spiritual cave.
Soon, it was left with a shadow.
Then the shadow was gone, and it became a blurred mass again.
"hiss."
Meng Qi sucked in a breath of cold air and had a splitting headache.
Mo Li's hand was shaken away by the turbulent True Qi. He wanted to grab Meng Qi, but it was too late. The other party's figure showed, and he quickly disappeared into the night.
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Mo Li: ... I have a good hunch, I just want to chase it all night