Aggrieved Fish Sprite

What could be more comfortable than sleeping in the arms of a doctor?

Gerbil said, no more.

The muscles under the claws are moderately soft and firm, and still warm.

The summer clothes were thin and breathable, with the collar slightly open, Fat Mouse couldn't help fiddled with it twice.

The ink carp felt that the gerbil was dishonestly jostling inside.

"Meng Qi?"

The doctor couldn't help but whispered a warning to someone.

The gerbil paused, then slowly poked its head out, staring straight ahead solemnly, as if it had just been bored before.

However, the placket is a little hard to fix, so you can only hold a piece of fabric tightly with your claws, and then the whole body hangs there in the air.

In winter, the clothes are thick, and the gaps between the clothes are small, so the gerbils will not fall off. Now it is different.

After a while, the gerbil slid down a bit, instinctively kicked its hind legs twice, and returned to the "lookout port".

When the gerbil kicked its legs for the fifth time, the ink carp stopped, took it out silently, and put it on its shoulder.

The ink carp turned its head to look at it, but the furry gerbil looked innocent, completely unaware of what happened.

"..."

The gerbil's ears moved, the hair on its body stood up suddenly, and it jumped off the Mo Carp's shoulders with lightning speed.

At the same time, Mo Li heard a gust of wind coming from behind his head.

sneak attack?

He turned around suddenly, raised his palm to relieve the force of the attack, and threw the attacker to the dead wood next to him through the air.

This is a pitch-black night owl with a sharp beak and claws.It originally hid among the branches and leaves in the high trees to look for prey, and it could see everything in the dark, but it didn't recognize the round thing on the human shoulder, but it was extraordinarily plump, and exuded an incomparably good-smelling seductive aura.

This feeling is like what it encountered many years ago in a mountain in the south, where the prey is very delicious.This chubby little guy is even better than all the delicacies that Ye Xiao had eaten back then!

The night owl spread its wings silently, and the moment it flew into the air, before it even had time to stretch out its sharp claws to dig into the fur of its prey, the delicious little thing noticed it.

This was originally a hunt that was determined to win, and the speed was not much worse than the top masters in the world.

As a result, the prey ran away, so fast that it even left an afterimage. Ye Xiao didn't realize it until halfway through the rush. Being pushed by a strong force, he turned six times in mid-air.

"boom."

The night owl hung on the fallen dead tree, its feathers flying wildly.

Ye Xiao didn't understand what happened until he fell unconscious.

Mo Li suddenly realized that this was his negligence!

He shouldn't have let the gerbil pop out of his head, let alone put it on his shoulders!So much so that he was targeted by Ye Xiao.

The first time Meng Qi became a gerbil was in Yongzhou, where there was a severe drought for three years. Every food that could be eaten was picked up by the hungry people, and there were very few large beasts and raptors in the crowded villages.Later, it was Taijing, and the only thing to worry about in the capital was the raccoon slaves.

The ink carp hurriedly looked for the gerbil on the ground.

What he saw afterwards made the ink carp's breathing stagnate.

A gray and brown spotted snake with a flat head was entangled on the rock, and it was hissing and spitting at the fat rat.

Too close, this distance is too close.

The snake might have been resting at first, but the gerbil didn't notice its existence. In order to avoid the night owl, the gerbil ran to the crevice of the stone covered by dead branches and fallen leaves, alarming the snake inside.

The ink carp slowly clasped the knife in its sleeve, and when it was about to make a move, the gerbil suddenly turned its body and kicked the gravel next to it in a kicking posture.

"Snapped."

The moment the poisonous snake was about to jump up and attack, it was accurately hit by a stone.

Because this is no ordinary gerbil, half of the viper's head has been flattened.

Ink Carp: "..."

The advantage of being fat is that it has great strength?

The doctor unilaterally ignored the fact that when he was a fish, he had considerable strength.

In fact, at this time, the most useful way is to change back to a human form, but the snake was too close at that time, and the difference between a gerbil and a human was too great.The result is that Meng Qi may be directly naked, crushed to death, a snake.

Of course, this is the best case scenario.

If it was close, the snake might directly bite Meng Qi before he died.

That's troublesome...

Although, as dragon veins, they are more resistant to poison than ordinary internal energy masters, and their aura will slowly expel these poisons, but this requires a process.The more toxic it is, the longer it takes.

The ink carp can be treated to speed up the recovery from poisoning, but the ink carp doesn't want to see Meng Qi's face full of black gas and the poison attack.

He even didn't want to see the fat mouse lying motionless in his palm.

"I should cover you with a bamboo tube." Mo Li said, looking at the gerbil.

The bamboo tube can barely be regarded as a layer of armor, at least it can resist the fangs.

The gerbil ran away, deliberately avoiding the dead tree with the night owl hanging on the way.

The ink carp didn't wait for it to run over, picked up the gerbil and carried it into its arms.

The fat mouse curled its muddy paws, wondering if it should touch the doctor's chest.

——Stiff all over.

This made Mo Li nervously take out the gerbil and check it again.

Has it been bitten by another snake?

At this embarrassing moment, the gerbil pricked up his ears again, and turned his head to look at the darkness on the left side of the forest.

The ink carp quickly covered the gerbil with its palm, using its internal strength to carefully discern the movement there.

The woods became more and more silent, only the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves.

No, there is a place where no wind comes!

"who?"

The ink carp's finger wind made the grass and leaves fly wildly, and a hare jumped out of the darkness, and it ran away in a panic.

The ink carp has not been deceived.

Although the other party concealed it very well, in an instant, he felt the feeling of being spied on in the wild shop again.

"Your Excellency has followed you all the way here, what can you learn?"

The gerbil peered through the doctor's fingers.

Mo Li immediately stuffed it back, and then let go.

At the same time, he quickly guessed the origin of this unexpected guest in his mind.

Is it the killer of the Piaoping Pavilion, the person in the Fengxing Pavilion who wants to find out the secret, or the master of the Holy Lotus Altar who has been speculated but no one has found?

I don't guess that the Four Gangs and Twelve Associations, as well as other forces such as the Jinyiwei of the Qi Dynasty, are because this person who is hiding in the dark has extremely high martial arts skills.In the wild store, there are still traces to follow, but in this mountain forest, the breath is like rotten wood, it is difficult to detect.

According to that common saying, the temple is too small to accommodate the great Bodhisattva, and this kind of strength may be able to compete with Gong Jun and even Qingwu Patriarch.

The branches rustled.

A figure stepped out slowly. He was wearing a gray robe, with a bald head and a messy white beard on his face.

"Amitabha." The old monk clasped his palms together, lowered his eyes and chanted, "Almsgiver, I'm being polite."

Ink Carp: "..."

Temples and Bodhisattvas are just descriptions that happen to come to mind. I never expected a monk to come.

"The master doesn't chant scriptures in front of the Buddha, but chases travelers into the mountains in the middle of the night. What's the meaning of this?" Mo Li frowned, his expression becoming more solemn.

The gerbil felt that the doctor's right arm was tense, and the muscles were pulling on the back of the shoulder. The internal force that flowed through the meridians like a trickle suddenly increased, as if all the limbs and bones were awakened together. This vast and tyrannical force It is brewing, and a dazzling knife will be struck at any time.

This change is hard to see from the outside.

Meng Qi was a little fascinated.

He heard the sound of the ink carp's heartbeat, which was different from any time before.

It is "seriousness" in the face of a strong enemy.

Meng Qi wanted to think about the strange monk outside, but all he could think about was the first meeting with Mo Li.

——They fought straight away, and fought all night until they fell into the Qinghu Lake three hundred miles away.

——When Mo Li faced him that day, under his robe, it was the same as now.

The gerbil pressed against the doctor's chest, and couldn't stop his imagination.

"The benefactor needn't be nervous, the old monk is just an unknown walking monk."

The old monk has a ferocious appearance, but his breath is kind and broad, and when he lowers his eyes and folds his palms together, he has a transcendent understanding of the world.

It is proof that the ink carp can slowly loosen the hand holding the knife.

Although the internal energy mentioned did not dissipate.

One is a merciful monk who cares about everything and is easy to talk about, and the other is a gentleman who treats others with courtesy if they don't do evil, so fighting is impossible.

"Once upon a time, my brother was entrusted by an old man to take care of a child with a bad fate. This child's family was unfortunate, and he was weak and sick. He grew up stumbling under the blessing of the Buddha. He was born with a strange disease, and now he is away from the temple. The old monk has always been a He travels all over the world, but visits him every once in a while. I am ashamed to say that although I have a few skills to cure headaches and brain fever, I can’t really be called a doctor, and I can’t see difficult diseases, let alone know.”

When Mo Li first heard it, he thought the monk was here to seek medical treatment.

There are herbs in the bag, and because he has been in contact with them all year round, his body has a faint smell of herbs, which can't be fooled by martial arts masters.

Unexpectedly, the monk changed the subject, lowered his head and clapped his hands together and said: "The benefactor saved this son's life, I am really grateful."

"Master?" Mo Li was still a little dazed, why did he suddenly change from seeking medical treatment to thanking each other?

Who did he save?

Along the way, he treated many patients in Yongzhou and Yuzhou, Pingzhou, in order to earn chestnut money for Fat Mouse, the money for staying in the inn, herbal medicine and clothing.

However, ill-fated?Have a strange disease?

Mo Li thought of someone, but he wasn't sure.

"I don't know what the master's dharma name is?"

"Old Na Yuanzhi, I just went to Shimo Village the month before last."

The monk's ferocious face showed annoyance, rejoicing, and sighs, "Thanks to the doctor for diagnosing the intestinal ulcer, otherwise Yan Cen would be... Amitabha."

Mo Li responded briefly, unable to answer for a while.

This is too coincidental.

"...Master, you don't need to be too polite. It's just that I don't know something. How did the master recognize you?" Mo Li thought to himself, is there anyone in Shimo Village who can paint a good portrait?

The old monk Yuan Zhi smiled, and Mo Li suddenly thought of his teacher.

If old Mr. Qin was here, he would definitely say, "This old man has seen many people with his eyes, and he has never missed anyone, not to mention how many young and good-looking doctors are there with high martial arts skills in Jianghu", which makes sense.

As a result, the old monk said: "I'm ashamed, I went to Fengxing Pavilion to buy news."

Ink Carp: "..."

"Following him in the middle of the night, it really shouldn't be. The old monk originally wanted to see where the doctor was staying, and then come to visit him." The old monk raised his eyes and glanced at Mo Li's skirt.

I accidentally saw that the doctor raised a strange mouse.

So fat.

Thieves round.

Also astute as hell!