Aggrieved Fish Sprite

The sun was setting on the western mountains, and insects were buzzing all around.

There are no regular wheat fields on both sides of the trail, but weeds and thorns all over the place.In summer, all kinds of weeds grow wildly, and they are as tall as half a person.

The ox cart creaked and creaked, startling the fox snake pika hidden in the field. There was a series of rustling noises in the dark grass, and from time to time, black figures jumped out in a panic.The killer of Piaoping Pavilion sat cross-legged on the shaft of the car, listening vigilantly to the movement around him.

It was so hot that people didn't have room to breathe until the sun went down, but what was exhaled from the mouth and inhaled through the nose was still irritating and dry.

Not only people feel uncomfortable, but even cattle lose their temper.

"Moo-"

The old cow in the trailer plunged into the weeds on the side of the road and started chewing casually.

Today's walk is too long, and we haven't been given water or food, and the cows can't talk well.

With this hooving, the ox cart full of dry firewood was abruptly brought into the ditch and bumped violently twice.

The sleepy peasant boy fell directly into the grass.

The killer of Piaoping Pavilion got angry from his heart, swiped his whip and whipped the cow's back, yelling for it to keep going.

As the saying goes, a bull has a temper, and a bull's temper is very serious.Stubbornly not looking back, neither of them could hold back.

At this moment, the cow was in great pain, and flew into a rage. He snorted hot air, turned his head, and dragged the cart further into the wilderness.

Crazy weeds grazed people's arms, and the sharp sawtooth on the edge of the blade directly scratched the skin.The killer of Piaoping Pavilion shrank his arms in pain, jumped up quickly, and retreated to the path.

Seeing the crazy back of the old cow and the bruises on his face and hands, the killer of Piaoping Pavilion, who was disguised as a driver, wanted to kill the angry cow.

——I can only think, but not do.

The ox cart disappeared overnight outside the village. It can be said that the boy who drove the cart was greedy for fun, or the ox cart went the wrong way and couldn't be pulled back.

If the cow dies, it is a big deal.

People are not allowed to slaughter farm cattle privately. All cattle are recorded in the government. If a cattle dies, it must be reported to the Yamen.Regardless of death from illness, old age, falling to death, or accidental serious injury, there are no exceptions.If a cow died in the wild for no reason, the government had to catch the murderer.

Sometimes the death of a person is not as serious as the death of a cow.

People in Jianghu don't pay attention to the government, but as a killer who hides his whereabouts, how can he act recklessly?

Meng Qi in the distance looked at the killer of Piaoping Pavilion who didn't even dare to curse loudly, and found it very interesting.

It is also a kind of fun to see people unlucky.

If it wasn't for the Piaoping Pavilion group of guys, he wouldn't be separated from the doctor, and he doesn't know if Mo Li and the old monk have caught up with the swordsman now.

Thinking of this, Meng Qi smiled slightly.

Although the swordsman was good at martial arts, his mind was rigid. Even without the help of the monk Yuan Zhi, Mo Li could still dig a hole for the swordsman to fall into.

The doctor is so smart and sharp!Meng Qi thought proudly.

The ink carp must have caught the swordsman.

Similarly, the swordsman must also be stubborn.

——If you want to grab Piaoping Pavilion by the tail, you have to count on the result on your side.

The arc of the corner of the mouth widened a bit, and Meng Qi's eyes were full of smiles.

With a "bang", the wheel got stuck in the crevice of the stone, and the dry firewood fell to the ground with a clatter.

The ox couldn't drag the cart any longer, so he whirled around twice and began to gnaw on the bean in the field.

Seeing this situation, the killer of Piaoping Pavilion knew that the disguise of driving a car was completely useless, he looked around irritably, and quickly changed direction while taking advantage of the night.

After turning around two dirt slopes, the killer jumped into a dry ditch without warning, crawled motionless, and watched the corner of the dirt slope to prevent anyone from following him.

Naturally, Meng Qi would not be fooled.

In the next short distance, the killer changed three directions one after another, lying in the ditch, drilling grass piles to hide the fox hole, the places where he squatted became more and more tricky, and the time he squatted became longer and longer.Meng Qi was angry and funny, because he knew that he hadn't been exposed, and the killer didn't know that someone was following him.

But no matter whether there is or not, they insisted that this is the habit of the Piaoping Pavilion killer, squatting down first.

Vigilance is enough, and it does work.

(Meng Qi: After all, Fengxing Pavilion and other Jianghu people do not have my high martial arts, such keen eyesight, and the mind to see through all tricks...)

Thinking of the scenes of many killers in Piaoping Pavilion repeating the movements of jumping, drilling, and crouching, confronting imaginary stalkers, and constantly "fighting wits and courage" without any danger, Meng Qi felt very special. funny.

This kind of good material that can stand up to a one-man show, should be on the stage to carry the banner!

Seeing that the killer entered the fox hole and could not get out, Meng Qi simply turned around and quickly sent the sleepy peasant boy to the nearest village entrance together with the cart and cow.

Although I don't know which village he is from, he is always from these ten miles and eight villages.Speaking of which, the child was also unlucky, maybe he just went out to deliver a car with dry firewood, and was unlucky enough to be hijacked to a path away from the crowd after a distance of two or three miles.

Meng Qi could have ignored this matter, and slept in the wild in summer without freezing.

But looking at the weasels, foxes, and snakes jumping around in the wild... Cough, let's send him back.

This is a heart-to-heart comparison, which leads to intolerance.Anyway, idle is idle.

When Meng Qi came back from his stroll, the killer had already emerged from the fox's hole and was replaced by a big tree girl two miles away.

Condescending, looking for a good location.

Unfortunately, in Meng Qi's eyes, there were many flaws: the leaves beside the thick branches were flattened, the bird's nest on the tree was empty, and the fox that had occupied the nest before angrily circled around under the tree.

——Also dragged the family with the mouth.

There were four foxes, big and small, one squatting in a grass nest, one trying to climb a tree, and a bald fox with a white beard sneaking up near Meng Qi.

The old fox carefully observed Meng Qi. His hunting talent and cunning nature made the old fox see that the guy who destroyed his cave was Meng Qi's prey.

Meng Qi suddenly turned his head and met the eyes of the bald old fox, who immediately ran away without a trace.

When the killer of Piaoping Pavilion changed his position to hide again, the bald fox suddenly appeared in front of Meng Qi, and then ran and stopped in one direction, as if leading the way.

"Ha." Meng Qi paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, his movements unhurried.

As a dragon vein, Meng Qi was not surprised by this "preferential treatment".He also knew that the bald fox was also guarding against him, otherwise, why would the other three foxes disappear? This kind of vengeful little guy who thinks he is smart is really interesting.

Dragon veins like spiritual creatures.

——Fox is a fox, anyway, he is now in human form.

The killer of Piaoping Pavilion finally found that he seemed to be entangled by a fox. He frowned and quickly changed his place to hide.

The bald fox kept sending out his other three foxes to ambush. Every time it spotted the killer's position, it would stagger to lead Meng Qi's way. After several times like this, it had cleverly hid in the darkness and successfully evaded the murderer. The Pinkie Killer's line of sight.

Meng Qi: "..."

The sub-rudder of Piaoping Pavilion was not found, and a nest of foxes was cultivated to ambush and expose the killer's background.

What a surprise.

No wonder!

Meng Qi rubbed his forehead twice, and then picked up the bald fox with lightning speed.

The bald fox was stunned. How did this person suddenly appear in front of him, even though he was more than ten steps away?

When it was about to struggle, its eyes suddenly went dark, and when it opened it again, it suddenly found that Meng Qi was holding a chubby little fox in his left hand. This was the grandson of the bald fox, and it was scratching its claws in panic.

The remaining two big foxes rushed out to rescue them. The family of four wanted to scream, but suddenly felt a terrible aura hanging over their heads.

Can you still call?Trembling directly.

The bald fox looked at Meng Qi with despair.

As a result, Meng Qi shook it with the little fox, as if threatening the other two, and then maintained the state of one fox in each hand, and continued to look for the killer slowly.

As Meng Qi expected, the killer of Piaoping Pavilion did not continue to "hide and seek" after he came out this time, but started to hurry in the dark.

"He didn't see you, but the atmosphere you created made him uneasy. A killer like him has instincts." Meng Qi said to the two foxes.

This was talking to himself, because the fox couldn't understand what Meng Qi was saying.

It is true that Longmai likes spiritual creatures, but Meng Qi prefers to bully them. This problem stems from the fact that gerbils are always bullied.

Will Taijing Longmai, who has turned into a human form, take revenge?impossible.

Meng Qi finished threatening, threw the two stiff and trembling foxes into the grass, and walked away calmly.

The killer of Piaoping Pavilion was completely unaware that such a play was staged around him, he kept a vigilant posture while looking around while performing light work and rushing.

Meng Qi's aura had already merged with the surrounding world, his steps seemed to be slow, and in a blink of an eye he was three feet behind the killer.

If it wasn't for the shadow under the moonlight that might expose him, Meng Qi would not have been noticed standing directly behind the killer.

In the middle of the moon, Meng Qi vaguely saw a lonely temple appearing in front of him.

The temple is very small, with four walls and a courtyard.

There is no small pagoda dedicated to relics, but a row of long streamers embroidered with scriptures stands behind the temple.

The long flags are yellow and white, and many of them have faded.

Meng Qi watched as the killer bypassed the small temple and swept into the gloomy forest behind the long banner.

"It turned out to be hiding in the tomb."

It dawned on Meng Qi that this temple was actually a family temple. Squires and clans often built a temple next to their ancestral graves, and invited nearby eminent monks or monks from famous temples to be abbots.The oil, salt and rice cloth used daily in the family temple are all purchased by the family members. This kind of family temple is usually not too large and not well-known.

Unless there have been first-rank officials in this clan, or the clan is well-known in the local area, there are endless generations of people who take the imperial examination in the family.

Ordinary family temples will not be flattered by people, and no one will burn incense except the clan members, and they seldom go there on weekdays.There are three monks in the temple, which is considered too much. Usually, there is an old monk with two young novice monks.

There is no money, only the rice stored in the tank.

No one robbed them unless they were very hungry.In addition, people from the Jianghu do not want to touch these family temples, because no one knows what kind of people came from this family.

Clans that can build temples for monks to recite scriptures can't say they are rich and powerful, at least they won't be poor. If their children don't study for the imperial examination, they will be sent to the most famous martial arts school nearby to learn their skills.Besides seeking revenge, who wants to provoke?

Remote, gloomy and desolate, most people still walk around.

It's really a good hiding place. I don't know whether Piaoping Pavilion dug the tomb secretly without telling the temple monks, or colluded with the monks inside and outside.

Looking at the candles that suddenly lit up in the small temple, Meng Qi came to a conclusion.

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