Which one is more important, golden silk armor or slow horse?

There is no doubt that it is a horse.

Mo Li was able to send the golden silk armor out without blinking. But this horse has been around for a while and is still very spiritual. How can the golden silk armor be compared?

However, Dr. Mo also knew that sooner or later, the horses would be sent out, because the rivers in the south of the Yangtze River were far more convenient than taking a boat, and the horses in the north were not used to eating the forage there. This was just a slow horse, and it was not fast to run. Nowadays, the fat and strong body were fed by eating and drinking. In fact, the body was very average and could not withstand the tossing of illness and diarrhea.

Mo Li touched the horse's forehead and stroked its mane, then handed the horse's reins to Mr. Qiu.

"A gentleman does not win the favor of others." Mr. Qiu could naturally see that Mo Li loved this horse very much, and immediately said, "If the two of you have difficulty traveling, you can bring the horse back. When you return, you will pass by Qiu Jia, Nanchuan County, Yuzhou, and handed the post to worship. This horse must be returned."

Mo Li did not agree, nor did she refuse.

He pushed the horse, and the latter twisted his neck and rubbed Mo Li's cheek, and tried to chew his hair.

Meng Qi: "..."

The slow horse looked here quickly, and a loud neighed, spread his hooves and ran away.

"We're going to part, why scare it?" Mo Li touched the strand of hair that was soaked by licking, and looked helpless.

"What?" Meng Qi was stunned.

He did not exert murderous aura, nor did he stare at the horse. To be precise, before he could take measures, the horse ran away quickly as if it was frightened, and even looked here specifically to frame him!

What kind of horse is this?

He is both a sly and cunning!

Meng Qi was heartbroken and was about to argue. Seeing Mo Li's thoughtful gaze, Meng Qi immediately changed his expression and snorted coldly: "This place is not safe, it's better to send it away earlier."

——Absolutely, it is impossible to admit that he was framed by a horse.

It was indeed him who scared the horse away! That's right, he is such a dragon vein!

Mo Li wanted to speak but stopped, so he finally decided not to say anything to protect the fat mouse's face.

"Mr. Yin and Liang's helmsman have all died, and the clues of the Holy Lotus Altar have been broken." Mo Li was very concerned about the black hand that might be hidden behind the Holy Lotus Altar. He turned to ask, "How much do Brother Meng know about Piaoping Pavilion? Is it possible that they know the inside story? Just because they collected the money, they could send so many dead soldiers out of their way, and used fire and medicine that was far more than needed, which was suspicious."

"The doctor said it well, Piaoping Pavilion may be a clue." Meng Qi pondered.

Unfortunately, Piaoping Pavilion has always been mysterious. Meng Qi has only a little understanding of the story of the world, so he really doesn't know more.

“…I only heard that they also choose employers.”

"How to say it?" Mo Li instinctively felt that there was a reputation here.

Meng Qi said slowly: "The most mysterious thing about Piaoping Pavilion is that they came to the door by the business. If someone needs to hire a killer, if you want to find the golden sign of Piaoping Pavilion, you have to speak out and wait for the people from Piaoping Pavilion to appear."

"How is this possible?" Mo Li was extremely surprised. The so-called assassination would not be revealed. If a person spreads the news that he was looking for a killer, wouldn't his enemy be vigilant? After the enemy died, the government would be useless. Can't the truth be found?

Meng Qi smiled and said, "What the doctor thinks is also what I think."

So the question is, employers cannot tell the story of finding a killer. How can the killer come to the door to take on business just right?

"Let's go find people from the Four Gangs and Twelve Associations?" Mo Li asked.

Since you have contact, you can say something useful.

Meng Qi nodded and then added: "If possible, the people from Fengxing Pavilion should be arrested and asked."

Fengxing Pavilion, which sells intelligence, and the mysterious killer Piaoping Pavilion, both have very similar names.

Moli can understand at one point. If the two are not in a coordinated relationship, from the point of surveillance that killing people and finding employers both require timely and accurate information, the killer is either the big customer of Fengxing Pavilion or the competitor of Fengxing Pavilion when collecting intelligence.

Others may not be able to catch the details of Piaoping Pavilion, and Fengxing Pavilion must have many clues.

"The Four Gangs and Twelve Associations are local snakes in Yuzhou. It is absolutely easy to find out the position of Fengxing Pavilion and the person in charge from them." Meng Qi used one sentence to determine the misfortune that these local snakes were about to encounter.

Master Meng decided to come to the doctor to talk to them.

***

"No, I don't know anything!"

Wailing came from the end of the alley.

The burly man holding weapons was filled with alleys, and there were people huddling in the corners of the wall to pretend to be dead.

Unfortunately, this person pretended to be dead and pretended to be fake, had a rapid breathing, and he opened his eyes from time to time to look at it. It was difficult for Mo Li to not pay attention.

After realizing that he was pulled up by one hand, the man pretending to be dead hurriedly struggled: "Senior, I am just an errand running minion, a nameless person."

Mo Li glanced at his panicked face and frowned and asked, "Are you sure you want to continue lying?"

The man paused and didn't understand where he had revealed his flaws. It was obvious that the two evil stars had walked over and grabbed his subordinates to "question". Why did he suddenly turn around and pull him out? Is this a fraud, or did he really know his identity?

"Senior, I don't understand what you are talking about..."

"You gang is so rich that even little people with no names can eat meat?"

“…”

The man was shocked and almost thought that he had minced meat stuffed between his teeth.

The tip of his tongue subconsciously licked it and found that there was nothing at all. His expression changed and he smiled bitterly: "Your good idea, you are actually cheating me like this."

Mo Li thought it was really not a fraud. Although officials from aristocratic families used paste boiled with poria scented slices and soap beans to brush their teeth, and ordinary people could only use green salt, but there was still a big difference between poor people and those who could eat meat. They revealed their identities when they opened their mouths and spoke.

Ordinary people cannot judge at a glance because it requires extraordinary vision.

"After saying that, how did you connect with Piaoping Pavilion?"

"Piaoping Pavilion is looking for the Dragon Head Club, not our Changxin Gang, but the leader is the Bayuntang of Jiangnan. And we are trying to eliminate the monsters of the Holy Lotus Hall..."

At this time, Meng Qi also left the prisoners behind and walked around.

"The doctor has a precise eye, and he will catch every crowd and leave it to me."

"No!" the man shouted instinctively, his hair on his neck stood up.

He saw with his own eyes that his subordinates were not enemies of one move, and were swept away by the autumn wind like broken branches and leaves.

There is no such master at the Holy Lotus Hall, otherwise the leader of the beam would have defeated their four gangs and twelve clubs long ago!

The hidden masters in the Holy Lotus Altar may be the kind of dead man who goes crazy after taking secret medicine, or the righteous person with a secret identity, so he cannot be used easily. However, he has never seen these two people on Yuzhou Road.

"What exactly do you want? How did you find it here? Did the people from Bayuntang betray us?"

Although Mo Li was very disgusted with Bayuntang, she still spoke: "Why do you have such confidence in yourself? The hiding place is exposed and you are betrayed?"

The leader of the Changxin Gang was stunned, with a confused look on his face.

Meng Qi held his arm and said, "You spent money to hire Piaoping Pavilion and asked the people of Bayuntang to work hard. Do you have no concern about the results? You just need to follow the people you stayed on the nearby hillside to see the situation. They must come back to report the news."

"Impossible, they are hiding in a cave..."

"There are only a few high grounds where you can see all the situations, and it's not difficult to guess."

Meng Qi agreed with Mo Li’s view, not only the Jianghu Gang, but also the mobs he encountered when he fought in the world in the past. Every time he fell into trouble, he felt that someone had betrayed them.

Is it necessary to sell? Just search for it is a flaw, and you can follow a clue to catch the culprit.

It would have been so easy to solve the problem of the Holy Lotus Altar and Piaoping Pavilion.

"No, they didn't come back directly, but put the pigeons!" The leader of the Changxin Gang didn't believe that someone could catch up with the pigeons, and it was possible to kill the hidden weapon.

Meng Qi didn't respond.

In fact, it is easier for pigeons to chase after them than people.

At least the pigeons will not get into the crowd and change their clothes and disguise themselves.

"The pigeon who reported the news is looking for your Changxin Gang, not the dragon head in your mouth. So what do you say?" Meng Qi asked.

"I... pretend you haven't been here before, and continue to send people to several other gangs to report the news? You can go with me?" The leader of the Changxin Gang had a sudden inspiration and directly shirked the responsibility.

Mo Li was amused by his words.

There are hard bones in the world, and there are also such slick guys.

"Where is your gang leader?"

"He doesn't care about the matter, it's useless to find him...Okay, that's all." The man quickly raised his hands and begged for mercy.

"Tell me everything you know about Piaoping Pavilion and Holy Lotus Pavilion... what are you planning, and what are you planning?"

The leader of Changxin’s eyes rolled around. While he agreed, he kept saying: “I’m afraid that seniors don’t believe it. Should I catch other people? Seniors can also ask more questions.”

“…”

"Senior laughed at me. It was mainly because the four gangs and 12th associations were together. No matter how you can't be unlucky, right?"

Faced with the leader of the Changxin Gang who insisted on betraying his fellow ally, Mo Li finally understood why this man suspected that others betrayed him.

It is nothing more than the heart of saving others with one's own heart.

It is precisely because he is such a person that he feels that others will betray him.

***

Yellow tiles and red walls, sunset green waves, Mingchuan Temple in Yuzhou.

This is an ancient temple in the previous dynasty. It was unfortunately destroyed by war sixty years ago. The monks fled everywhere and became an empty temple.
To be continued...