The deputy commander of the Jinyiwei actually hid the money under the bed?

The Jinyiwei is said to be omnipresent. It is said that the emperor of the Chen Dynasty even knew what his ministers said to his concubine at night, but he didn't even let go of the place where his boss hid money. This is too exaggerated.

Mo Li couldn't help looking at Gong Jun. The latter was not angry at all, but instead smiled with relief.

“You thought very thoughtfully.”

"This is what my subordinates should do."

Mo Li: "…"

So how can a person carry the box and take away eight cats?

Doctor Mo was sure that the patient he had just treated was not that strong. He was not a burly man who killed the enemy on the battlefield. He absolutely couldn't scare the Li Nu. He was good at martial arts and should be able to catch up with the escaped cat.

But the problem is that there are not one cat, but eight cats.

Did they all stuff them into a bamboo box, which was the kind that was spacious and porous? Then a box of property in the right hand and a box of raccoon slaves in the left hand? Can't the raccoon slaves fight in the box?

Mo Li fell into deep thought.

Fortunately, the situation was not so critical that Gong Jun had to abandon his official position and flee. The Jinyiwei was not capable of taking all the cats up the mountain. When Mo Li thought of facing eight cats, he felt a little uncomfortable.

No, he is not afraid of the raccoon slave, he just keeps his distance from the raccoon slave.

The Jinyiwei who took the risk to report to Gong Jun was named Cui Changxin. In addition to the arrow wound, his arms and face also had fine blood marks scratched by branches when he passed through the mountains and forests.

Mo Li looked at it carefully and was sure that it was not a cat scratched it.

The claws of the sir, Mo Li still remembers them freshly.

"... Tongzhi, the situation is unclear at the moment. Why don't we leave the Dragon Claw Peak?" The Jinyiwei Baihu next to him said anxiously, his voice was very low, obviously deliberately avoiding Mo Li.

"It's a rebellion again, and the national rank of the previous dynasty. Now this Emperor Li's tomb is a completely hot potato. Not to mention touching it, even if you are next to it, you will be unlucky! It's better to leave as soon as possible!"

The nineteen peaks of Mount Yun is connected, and you can go to the other three peaks from Longzhao Peak.

Xiao Baihu's words also make sense, the problem is-

Gong Jun looked at Mo Li ten feet away silently. The distance in front of the top master was almost the same as that, so it would be better to speak directly.

"Xiao Baihu, how many people are we dead today?"

“Seventy-four.”

The ancestor Qingwu killed more than 30 people, and the rest were buried in the ruins of Liuhe Temple.

Those who are still alive are basically injured.

"I couldn't do it when it rained heavily before, and there was a group of people around the world. Now... even if we want to leave, we have to dig out their bodies. We can't let them continue to lie here."

In addition, Gong Jun also remembers the Jinyiwei who died on the mountain road.

Gong Jun sighed: "I brought them out anyway."

Xiao Baihu hurriedly persuaded: "What are you saying? Exploring the sudden fog in the evening of Shangyun Mountain and the large number of people from the rivers and lakes gathered in Dragon Claw Peak. This is the errand for the commander to Tongzhi. You are not bringing people to come privately."

"If you don't come to Liuhe Temple..."

"If I didn't come, I wouldn't have met me and Meng Qi." Mo Li suddenly answered.

Xiao Baihu was shocked. These Jinyiwei originally wanted to say that there was something good about meeting Master Meng, but wasn’t it a death-guiding talisman?

Then I thought about it, maybe it would be worse.

If the ancestor Qingwu wanted to make things worse, he would not let them go. Regardless of whether they went to Liuhe Temple or not, would the Jinyiwei, which was originally on the Dragon Claw Peak, be gone?

Gong Jun suddenly remembered something and his face changed.

"I have caught a thief and ordered someone to take him back to the capital to cancel the case. Have you encountered it?"

Cui Changxin shook his head and said, "I haven't met you."

Everyone was silent for a while, knowing that those people were in danger.

Xiao Baihu reluctantly said: "Maybe he didn't meet..."

Gong Jun waved his hand and said dejectedly: "Chang Xin came from the capital. In order to find out what happened, he must have been to the Ministry of Justice, Dali Temple and the Jingyin Yamen. He should have also contacted the Jinyiwei who worked in various parts of the capital and outside the city. If they go back smoothly, there must be one place that they can encounter."

Cui Changxin lowered his eyes and nodded silently.

"Damn the Ancestor Qingwu!" Everyone was cursing.

After cursing, he rolled up his sleeves and went to dig the ruins of Liuhe Temple.

Because everyone is injured, the progress is slow.

When Mo Li saw that they had heavy objects that they could not lift, she helped her.

Those people who were staying far away actually ran over and started digging. Xiao Baihu said that there was no treasure here, and they were collecting corpses for their companions.

If you don't believe it, you must dig.

Gong Jun smiled so much that he had to order his subordinates to pay attention to those people so that their colleagues would not be cut off and destroyed.

——It is obviously impossible to rely on these people in the martial arts world to do free labor.

One dissuads, the other refuses to listen.

One side digs, the other side guards.

In this way, conflicts naturally occurred between the two sides.

The martial arts people who dare to stay are not weak, and their strong strength is similar to Cui Changxin.

For those like Cui Changxin, Gong Jun can beat eight of them, so Mo Li doesn't need Mo Li to help him.

How could the world's number one swordsman be worthy of fame?

When Cui Changxin gritted his teeth and was about to take action, Gong Jun directly stopped his subordinates behind him.

Mo Li was feeling savoring the sword technique and watched Gong Jun turn them all over.

Gong Jun practiced the murderous sword. Although he practiced to the extreme, the blade inevitably left some injuries.

——Some skin trauma is nothing, it’s all about losing face.

The bamboo swordsman is only known in the world, but he does not see anyone. With the eyes of these people in the world, it is difficult to expose Gong Jun's identity. They only think that this man's sword skills are strange and inexplicable, and his martial arts are outrageous, but he seems to be famous in the world.

When I saw the standard swords of the Jinyiwei on other people, my eyes suddenly changed.

"It turned out to be the official's dog!"

"What a pity that I have a good martial arts!"

They cursed, and Gong Jun cut off their hair with a knife. The people suddenly remained silent and hid beside them hatefully, as if they were going to stare at the Jinyiwei and dig for treasures.

After waiting for two hours, he found that there were indeed only corpses in the ruins. Gong Jun, who was carrying a knife, was watched coldly, and then left in shame.

Mo Li knew that these people were willing to leave, mainly because they had doubts about the existence of the treasures of the imperial tomb.

They no longer believe it. Another reason is that Gong Jun's swordsmanship is not good at martial arts. People who have poor martial arts will feel like they are escaping from death and subconsciously become afraid.

Mo Li's martial arts will not have such a good "intimidation" effect.

The Jinyiwei, including Cui Changxin, was also surprised. They only knew that Gong Jun had good martial arts skills and was very fast, but no one knew how high his martial arts were.

It’s not that everyone pretends to be mysterious, but that everyone thinks it’s very ordinary “good”, anyway, it’s higher than everyone’s martial arts skills. This impression will be made. First, Gong Jun is very low-key in daily life, never show off his martial arts, and basically does not fight with others. Second, three years ago, Meng Qi broke into the Beizhen Fushishi and started a massacre. Gong Jun survived by chance, but was “seriously injured” and even asked for good reason that he stopped Meng Qi and did not let the other party break into the forbidden palace.

This is very despised.

Some people even mocked Gong Jun behind his back for being able to run away and run away, but they were actually as timid as a mouse.

Gong Jun’s subordinates naturally would not think so, but they also developed a wrong understanding.

When the group of men in black attacked them on the mountain road, Gong Jun was suppressed and beaten by the eldest disciple of the Qingwu Ancestor. In addition, the Jinyiwei was in a deep battle, so they still had no exact concept of Gong Jun's strength, until now-

The Jinyiwei were dumbfounded. First, he was frightened by such a powerful deputy commander, but he could not defeat the masked leader inside the man in black. Then he thought of Meng Qi and finally his eyes fell on Mo Li.

"Tongzhi..."

Gong Jun twitched his mouth and told his subordinates clearly: "In terms of martial arts, I can't beat the doctor."

Everyone took a breath of air conditioning, with a complicated expression.

He has such good medical skills, such high martial arts skills, and is so young, and has an extraordinary appearance...

Cui Changxin was the first to ask: "I wonder where the doctor is sitting in the hall to practice medicine. Is it famous in the Xinglin?"

"I travel around the world and live in a place without a fixed place. I am an unknown person, you don't have to take it to heart." Mo Li said calmly, then he suddenly blinked his eyes and said thoughtfully, "Do you want to pay the medical fee?"

Cui Changxin was stunned.

Gong Jun took out a ingot of silver, wiped off the official seal at the bottom of the silver with his fingers, and said solemnly: "I only have this little money on me, which is considered a deposit. When I return to Taijing, I will make up for the doctor."

At this time, a sound suddenly came from the dark forest.

"You are planning to do it. For the sake of medical treatment, the doctor has to let you go back to the capital alive, right?"

Meng Qi Shi walked out suddenly, and the soft sword wrapped around his waist again, and his clothes fluttered in the wind without getting dirty.

Even the shoes under his feet were clean. From a distance, it seemed like a poet who was outing in the garden, with only a wine cup or a folding fan in his hand, which made him chant while walking.

If you walk and sing, it will be more like a hermit.
To be continued...