Aggrieved Fish Sprite

The ink carp opened its eyes abruptly, waking up from its doze.

He stretched his body slightly, and without knowing what to do, he flipped lightly to the back of the debris pile.

This is an old house at the end of a remote alleyway. There is even a big hole in the roof, and the old doors and windows creak when the wind blows.

The name of the rebellious ghost was widely spread, and Hua County really became an empty city, and even the beggars ran for their lives.

The [-] troops of the Heavenly Grant King entered Hua County, and they rushed to seize the spacious and beautiful houses. They didn't even bother to look at such a house, let alone enter it.

Originally, the King of Heaven was supposed to restrain the army and only let people from the Holy Lotus Altar be stationed in Hua County. Unfortunately, morale has plummeted and needs to be rectified. Now that it is confirmed that there are no traps in the city, there are no so many scruples.The movement of breaking into the house lasted for a while, and even caused a fight, but it subsided quickly.

Really good things should be tributed to the holy lotus altar, and there are everything else in the city. If you don't have it, go to the next one to grab it.

The night was dark and everything was still.

The bladeless knife slipped from the sleeve into his hand, and the ink carp looked at the door calmly.

After a while, people outside took the initiative to expose their whereabouts——

Sukasa came in dejectedly.

"How did you find out?"

The swordsman was puzzled.

When a killer is found, he is not far from death.The ink carp was obviously still resting just now, and Su Li didn't have any murderous intent on him, and he used [-]% of his stealth skills. After all, Su Li was not sure that he could find the ink carp, but the possibility of encountering a master of the Holy Lotus Altar was even greater. no.

Unexpectedly, he just found out that it was an ink carp, and he was overjoyed. Before he could have any other thoughts, the other party found out.

Sukasa was dumbfounded.

Could it be that he was always invincible in killing people before, did he not meet a real top expert?In fact, he is not a competent killer at all?Why do you always stumble after leaving the mountain this time?

Naturally, the ink carp would not explain that he was staying in a place that was not safe enough. He had made [-]% preparations. He seemed to be sleeping, but he was always paying attention to the subtle changes in the nearby aura. No matter how good Su Li was at hiding, he couldn't avoid the aura. investigation.

It's just that Mo Li was surprised to see Su Li, why did he run into him here?

Then he came to his senses: "Are you here to assassinate the Heavenly Granted King?"

"Killed, not killed right."

Su Li picked up a good stool in the room and sat down, his face as black as charcoal.

At first, Mo Li didn't understand what it means to not kill right, but fortunately, he remembered the rumor that the Heavenly Granted King wore a mask all day long and ordinary people couldn't see Ziwei Xingjun's true face.

"Heavenly King has a substitute?"

"...Compared to this, I suspect that there is no such person as the King of Heaven." The swordsman said sullenly.

Mo Li was taken aback, and instinctively retorted: "This is impossible."

According to the information collected by Fengxing Pavilion, and the news he heard from Master Li in Zhushan County, this rebel army that pretends to be a ghost and deceives the people has developed a deep foundation in Yizhou for a long time. It's something that happened only in the past year, but it's already wings, and I can't wait to plan for the great rivers and mountains in the original land.

The Heavenly Granted King is a banner, and Ziwei Xingjun is a layer of gilt imposed on the Holy Lotus Altar. Before the Holy Lotus Altar and the Heavenly Granted King colluded together, the rebellious army in Yizhou had a lot of atmosphere.It's just that the sky is high and the earth is far away, coupled with the strength of Xuanchuan Pass, the rebel army can't affect other places, so not so many people know about it.

The holy lotus altar is the icing on the cake, the pot of oil poured on the fire, fueling the arrogance of the king given by heaven.

"Although I don't know the art of war, I can see that the army's advance and retreat are well-founded from the top of the city." Mo Li frowned and recalled, "Even if there is a moment of chaos, it can be stabilized. The soldiers are not good, but the generals are not incompetent. , Most people in the Jianghu do not have this kind of ability, especially the higher the martial arts, the harder it is to go to learn the power of commanding the army, it seems that the Holy Lotus Altar has completely mastered the rebel army."

Swordsman: "..."

Mo Li asked inexplicably, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

That gaze was indescribable, like a straw that had been stuffed into one's mouth but could not be spit out.

"I think you are not Doctor Mo, but Teacher Meng Guo." Su Li said expressionlessly.

Who was Dr. Mo? He was a miraculous doctor who chased him for hundreds of miles around the mountain and asked him if he wanted to be cured (big mistake).I heard that two people will become more and more alike when they are together. Is this the truth?Then if he spends his whole life with his sword, he must be able to touch the peak of Xuan Zhi You Xuan's martial arts.

"..."

Mo Li rubbed his forehead, he was not interested in the formation of troops, but after leaving Qimao Mountain, he encountered a series of changes, everything he saw and heard, and Meng Qi kept chanting in his ears, this has been going on for a long time, Is it weird to be swayed?

Dragon veins are not static.

Besides, he is still half a bottle of water, he has a long vision and insight, and he doesn't understand the six secrets of martial arts.

"We really don't know much about the Tianshou King. There has been no news from Yizhou for a long time, and we can only know the past on the surface. Even the fact that the Tianshou King often wears a purple-gold mask is what you said back then. In the past, Xiliang people and Tianshou The king has also come and gone, do you know any secret news?"

Facing Mo Li's questioning, Su Li remained silent with a bitter face.

——Addicted to swordsmanship and martial arts, if it wasn't for receiving the six hundred gold from the King of Wu and thinking that he was going to go out to work soon, who cares what kind of guy the King of Heaven is?

"Holy Lotus Altar Lord Luo has a great status in the rebel army, why don't you kill him?"

Su Li tried to propose, but Mo Li had no choice but to ask, "How is this Master Luo's martial arts?"

The swordsman blinked, but didn't answer.

It is the best answer for him not to speak, which means that he is not sure, and his martial arts may not be inferior to Su Li.

This aroused the ink carp's fighting spirit.

Su Li raised his eyes keenly: "You shouldn't have left knife marks on the city wall."

Mo Li knew nothing about Master Luo, but the other party could see Mo Li's martial arts through the knife marks.

"Why don't I go and give you a head start." Su Li held the knife, as if waiting for Mo Li to speak.

Mo Li saw through him at a glance, and asked suspiciously: "You suspect that there are other masters at the Holy Lotus Altar, let me sweep the formation for you?"

As a result, the swordsman was stunned, and after a while he suddenly said: "No wonder I always look forward and backward. It turns out that it is not only because I feel that Master Luo is dangerous, but also because of this."

Ink Carp: "..."

What is this, killer instinct?

"Actually, there are countless masters in the holy lotus altar. Today's bloody five elders are also famous people in the world, but I don't pay attention to these people." Su Li stroked the scabbard, saying every word He said solemnly, "They are hindrances, but they will not affect the result. The people I want to kill have not failed yet. It must be because my sword is alive and I have noticed something."

Mo Li involuntarily looked at Su Li's saber, thinking that this one still believes that the treasured sword has a spiritual protector!

"I left the knife mark to prevent the Tianshou Wang's army from continuing to advance, to trip them in Hua County, and to give the fleeing people in the city an extra day and night."

Mo Li calmed down and said calmly, "Although the saber technique that has been pondered by others may fail, if you are afraid of failure, it is better to leave early and avoid this muddy water. We practice martial arts for the sake of clear mind and determination. "The sword is my way. It can help the world and save people. It can also eradicate evil and eliminate evil. Do you fear that people will see through it? If you can be seen through, it means that martial arts have not yet reached the level of perfection, and you can't be invisible, formless, and changeable. Moreover, I am not alone. "

There is Meng Qi behind him.

After trying to figure out what is the use of Mo Li's sword technique, is it easy for Meng Qi to deal with it?

At first Su Li listened in awe and took it for granted, but was choked half to death by the last sentence, and couldn't help but look up at the ink carp quietly.

"Doctor Mo thinks, what should we do?"

"Assassination is a later step. First find out the details of the Tianshouwang and the holy lotus altar. Have you gone to the supply side?"

"I'm about to tell you that the place is very well staffed, and there are many sacred lotus altars. Even the kitchen is guarded by saintesses and others, otherwise I really want to set it on fire." Su Li said sullenly. , "It's not difficult to kill these people, but once they die, they will immediately alarm the leader Luo. The holy lotus altar has a unique way of summoning, unless I do nothing tonight, just kill people, and arrest those who have no martial arts The soldiers and the ordinary Holy Lotus Altar sects were killed, and they died silently, so that if they went camp by camp, they would probably kill thousands of people at dawn."

Ink Carp: "..."

Su Li came up with an idea, stared at Mo Li closely and asked, "Does the doctor know any good medicine? Poison is fine, as long as half of the tens of thousands of troops fall down."

"If you want to cure so many people, it may not be possible to search all the medicine stores and businesses in Huaxian County." Mo Li shook his head, suddenly felt that the person here should not be him, but Xue Lingjun, the ghost vulture's former owner Prestige is not blown out.

"Really?" Su Li was reluctant to give up such a good idea.

Mo Li thought for a while, then hesitated and said: "There is a medicine that is easy to find. It is from Nandi Real Estate, and the common people use it to kill rats. The medicine shop is afraid of murder, and the medicine powder sold is usually mixed with other things, so take it. People who come to the medicine will not be killed by the medicine, but it is very toxic and can make people lose their resistance."

"What is it?"

"Nyxony." Mo Li paused for a moment, then shook his head and said, "This is not feasible, the weight of the medicine is second, how do you let those people eat it? The medicine powder dissolves in water, it is not colorless, steamed bun dry food is early I just finished it, I didn’t start a fire tonight, the people of Hua County left a lot of things in a hurry, and I don’t think they will start a fire tomorrow.”

Su Li pondered: "Regardless of the soldiers, can you deal with the rebel generals and some of the holy lotus altar masters?"

"Nyxony is very poisonous, if you take too much, you will die. There is a secret palace medicine called Zhuanji, which is the poison." Mo Li was very embarrassed. Zhuanji is powerful but he can't make poison.If it is the medicinal material processed by the pharmacy, a master with internal strength can barely resist it.

Mo Li had no choice but to dismiss Su Li's thoughts directly: "There are many medicines in the world, many of which can poison people to death, but firstly, the dose is not enough and secondly, there is no way to poison in such a short period of time. It is too troublesome, and it is even better for you to kill people directly. .”

The swordsman lowered his eyes, as expected he could only trust his own sword.

He sighed, and when he was about to step out, he suddenly noticed that Mo Li's face changed back and forth, as if he had fallen into confusion.

"Doctor Mo?"

"It's nothing... I was just thinking, the loss of Xuanchuan Pass could be due to poison?"

Mo Li was worried, he didn't expect Meng Qi to face such a predicament.

Su Li took a step back, and asked blankly: "Didn't you just say that there is no possibility of poisoning?"

Mo Li murmured in a daze: "That means there is no time and no opportunity. If all these heaven-sent kings have all of them, how can he still have internal support in the end?"

Sukasa was stunned.

***

No candles, no fragrance.

The monks walked with their heads down, piled firewood and hay around Master Yuanzhi's body one by one, and the flames rose slowly.

In the wilderness, with steep cliffs, the roar of wild beasts can be heard from afar.

The thick smoke drifted away slowly, reflecting the bright morning sun in the east, and blending with the autumn fog in the mountains and forests.

Even though I have recited the Sutra of Rebirth ten times and recited the Western Bliss a hundred times, at the end of the day, I still can't help crying.

——This world is too bitter, but the kalpas are endless, how can one teach people to overcome it?

Yan Cen knelt on the ground, his eyes were empty, and his mind seemed to return to nothingness along with the burning of the flame.

The girl from the Ning family held the old servant's arm and stood aside. She was about seven or eight years old, and she was already able to understand things. There was a trace of panic in her expression. She looked at the flames and looked in the direction of Xuanchuan Pass, and burst into tears stand up.

This crying brought Yan Cen back to his senses. He trembled and said in a low voice, "It's all my fault. If I don't go outside, I should bring Master Meng back soon..."

Meng Qi held his shoulder to prevent him from continuing.

Master Yuan Zhi has been deeply poisoned, and he has no way to recover from it, and it would be useless even a moment earlier.

"Who is the internal agent, and how did he poison him?"

Meng Qi still had some doubts in his heart, because it is very poisonous but the taste is bitter, so it is difficult to drink it by mistake.Although it is a well-known court poison in the past dynasties, it is not used to poison, but a medicine for death.

Because the appearance of death is extremely tragic, and the time of death is also very painful, so it is not easy to use it.If there is no great hatred, and the king has never hated someone deeply, he would not choose this kind of poison.

——If Emperor Chu Yuan used this kind of poison when killing heroes, Meng Qi would rush back and kill Li Yuanze no matter how scruples he had.

Seduction is more than death, it is tantamount to torture.

Especially for internal masters who have a long breath and will not die easily, the poisonous hair will cause the meridians to be abolished, and the pain is so painful that it is a long torture comparable to purgatory.

"Tell me." Meng Qi had a killing intent on his face.

Yan Cen turned his head dumbly, and said with a sad smile: "If they die, they will die that day. If stupidity is an evil in the world, it can create boundless karma, and it can't even be washed away by the Dharma."

Meng Qi had an ominous premonition.

Sure enough, the old servant holding the girl next to him scolded angrily: "It's a group of blind and blindfolded fellows, and they have no face to see their dead brothers and heirs in the underworld. They killed Old General Ning, they killed everyone! !"

The old servant's voice was sharp, as if he wanted to vent the pain in his heart.

Everyone's eyes were red, and one of them knelt down with a thud, crying, "I can't take it anymore, my uncle is also blind and foolish, I have no face to live."

"Tora, what did you say?"

"I... my uncle didn't allow me to be called into the customs, and lost my boss' temper. I didn't listen to him... As a result, he took advantage of my unpreparedness that day and hid me unconscious in the cellar. When I came out, everything was too late." gone."

The man's eyes were tearing apart, and he shouted at the crowd, "Kill me, you kill me!"

Meng Qi stopped in the middle in time, lifted the man who was shouting frantically with one hand, and patted his Baihui acupoint, pouring the gentle internal energy like a basin of cold water on the head, calming down the man instantly.

"Your uncle is an internal response? Why is he an internal response?"

"I don't know... I really don't know, no, I know." The man said incoherently, and finally cried, "They listened to the demon bewitching!"

Meng Qi looked around the crowd, and the monks from Baoxiang Temple took the lead in clapping their hands together and said: "After being poisoned, all senior uncles and uncles immediately realized that something was wrong. The poor monk was ashamed and thought the pickled vegetables were too strong, so he didn't eat them."

Xuanchuanguan has been short of food these years, and it has improved a lot since Emperor Yongchen ascended the throne, but the steamed buns are a bit bitter, and the pickled vegetables are too salty, so soldiers and ascetics are not picky.

"The rebellious army used two kinds of poisons. In detail, they should be of the same type, but one is less poisonous. If it is put in the water source or the water tank in the kitchen, the soldiers in the pass will suffer from abdominal pain and convulsions, unable to get up." The monk said with a sad face, "" The second is soaked in pickled vegetables, which are specially given to the Ning family and our monks. They are very poisonous and have extremely rapid onset. The Ning family is full of families, only this spoiled and picky girl escaped, Mr. Ning The general and his staff and lieutenants who were discussing military affairs almost all died of poison, and there were very few survivors. Realizing that it was poison, our brothers and sisters immediately fetched water and tried to cure it with lentil beans. Unexpectedly, the water was also poisonous, and many people died because of it... ..."

Lu bean is a kind of grain and bean, and it is also a folk prescription for detoxification. It can be decocted and taken with water.

Meng Qi slowly closed his eyes, as if he saw the chaos and tragedy of Xuanchuan Pass that day.

"Because Junior Brother Yan always avoids people, he refuses to have meals with others. He only ate cold steamed buns and was not seriously poisoned. After the incident happened, he made a decisive decision and punched himself in the abdomen. Someone asked... Although those people didn't take advantage of the chaos to open the city gate, the Heavenly Grant King still blasted the wall with the gunpowder from the Thunder Hall."

The monk couldn't go on talking, and he couldn't succeed in chanting a single Buddha's name three times.

Watching Xuanchuan Pass fall, how many people could have been killed even if they were not poisoned?

What's more, there are people who want to save, and there are many masters in the holy lotus altar.

"In order to protect more people who were not poisoned, several masters retreated into the secret passage and died under the knife." Yan Cen trembling all over, stood up abruptly, snatched the soldier named Hulang from Meng Qi's hand, and roared, "They are not from Xuanchuanguan, and the war has nothing to do with the monks of Baoxiang Temple. Why are they the ones who died? Why should they pay the price for those stupid people's stupid ideas?"

Hu Lang broke down again and muttered to kill him.

Yan Cen threw him away, knelt down on the ground, weeping uncontrollably: "They were here to protect these people, they didn't want Xuanchuan Pass to fall, they didn't want the Central Plains south of the Yangtze River to be defeated, so what did these people do?"

Meng Qi lowered his eyes, slowly pieced together a tragic truth in these incoherent sentences.

People who were trusted by the thousands of soldiers in Xuanchuanguan, Hulang's fellow countrymen, and ordinary people who usually do chores in the army such as washing and cooking, betrayed.

"Old General Ning pity those people who are lonely and helpless, pity that they have no food and clothing, but they have raised so many fools who eat inside and outside!" Yan Cen slapped a deep mark on the ground with one hand.

"Not all the people are internal responses, Yan Cen, calm down." Seeing that the situation is not good, the head monk quickly said: "Junior Brother Yan, you are so out of control and crazy, do you want to disappoint Senior Uncle Yuanzhi's wish?"

Yan Cen took a deep breath, calmed down slowly, and said dumbly: "When I found the kitchen, they also argued that medicine can't kill people, and they don't know how poisonous pickled vegetables are. These years, the Qi Dynasty did not ask whether the Ning family was dead or alive. It was too difficult to defend, and the dead generals could not be replenished. The court pushed the state government to the state government, the state government to the county government, and finally fell to the poorest nearby counties. The enemy is strong, and there are not many conscripts. The main soldiers at Xuanchuan Pass are soldiers brought by Beijiang, but the supply of troops is not enough, and those who die are often conscripted.

So the Heavenly Grant King bewitched people, and reminded the common people how many people had died in Xuanchuan Pass over the years when the Chen Dynasty fought against the Southwest Tusi.

"If the Ning family can keep it, Xuanchuan Pass will continue to recruit soldiers, and their fathers, brothers and sons will die! If this grand pass is lost, what does it have to do with them when King Tianshou goes to the Central Plains to burn, kill and loot? The whole family and the village must be released." Firecrackers to celebrate, without this pass, they will not be summoned to die by the government, what they think is so simple, how ridiculous! How sad!"

Yan Cen couldn't control himself, his unrefined internal energy was churning, his eyes were red, and his veins were protruding.

Meng Qi tapped his acupuncture points, Yan Cen fell to the ground with tears all over his face.

The Buddha said that the kalpa is turbid, is it the destiny of the world, or the human heart?

Meng Qi looked at the gradually extinguished fire, suppressed the internal force that fluctuated with the disordered mood, and secretly thought that he could not get sick again, now there is no ink carp, and there is no Ningshen pill.