After Dezi respectfully finished sipping the incense, the group walked out of the temple.

Dezi even said hello to the Taoist Hu in the temple and said he was leaving. As a result, the other party was busy fiddling with firewood and grass heads.

"Don't blame me, two fathers, Dao Ren Hu fled from the north. I heard that the family and the young were starved to death due to famine, and their family wealth was captured by the Qi army. Then he became a monk and became a Taoist." Dezi apologized in a low voice and said sympathetically, "When there was a big change, he was a little weird, but he was very good at repairing the roof. Anyone in the village who had leaked water and rain would ask him to see it."

Meng Qi raised his eyebrows slightly. He thought about several reasons, but he did not expect that this Taoist Hu actually used this method to win the favor of the villagers.

Mo Li knows it more deeply. The cold houses in the north are built very strongly. The roofs are afraid of snow. The situation in the south is different. There is always a period of heavy rain and light rain that has not been finished in a year. No matter the poor and rich families, they have to repair their houses every year to prevent water leakage. Many people who have fallen and injured in the houses are eight out of ten because they are on the roof.

If you fall, you will not die unless your head hits the ground.

But the situation is not very good if you have to spend money to see a doctor if you are seriously injured.

Among them, the wound that was not saved in time and had no money to continue to be treated... The luck is that it is disabled, and if it is not good, it will die.

So if there are only one or two leaks, people would rather put a clay pot or basin at home to get water than go to the roof easily.

If there are craftsmen in the village who can repair the roof, which is not money and willing to work, everyone is willing to accept it.

"All the young and old in the family starved to death due to famine? Is it the severe drought in Yongzhou in the past three years?" Meng Qi asked casually.

If Dao Ren Hu dares to go to the roof casually, he may not be unaware of martial arts...

"Yes, it's not long since Dao Ren Hu came. He said he didn't need to build a house. He just lives in a mountain god temple and could help clean it on weekdays." Dezi explained with a hint of embarrassment, "Although the temple does not need to be repaired, the cleaning work still needs to be done. The mountain god cannot be asked to live in a place full of dust and spider webs. He also has to pull out weeds to prevent the yellow skin from making a nest with mice. Before Dao Ren Hu came, every household in the village took turns to clean it."

Meng Qi nodded, so that's it.

"Brother-in-law?" Dezi found that Meng Qi stopped, and he turned his head in wonder.

It soon became dark. Although it was not difficult to sail, I boarded a wooden board when I got on and off the boat, and it was easy to fall if I couldn't walk steadily.

The person is old and dark, his eyes are not good. Dezi was about to urge him, but found Meng Qi looking at a courtyard wall of the mountain temple.

The low wall collapsed due to the rain, and later the villagers piled up randomly with bricks. Dao Ren was sneaking over the wall from here, as if he was going to the forest behind the temple.

The collapsed courtyard wall is located at the corner, and there is a big willow tree next to it. At this moment, the sunset is setting, and the light is not shining in this direction. If Meng Qi hadn't stared at the other side, Dezi would have been unable to find a figure.

"Dao Ren Hu? What are you doing?" Dezi shouted.

The Taoist who was climbing over the wall was startled and did not lift his right foot. The man tripped over the brick and fell straight and a dog was eating shit.

Dezi hurried over to check the situation.

Only then did Dao Ren realize that the three people who should have left long ago were still standing by the dock - it was said that it was the dock, but in fact it was two bluestone slabs and a stone pier with a boat tied. I don’t know if the two old men were walking slowly or Dezi was too long-winded, and he was still looking around slowly when it was getting dark and caught himself.

"Oh, it hurts so much... Dezi, why are you yelling? People are so scary." Dao Ren Hu covered his broken nose and was so angry that he was so angry.

This time I fell, it was a pain in my back and legs, and my face was broken.

Meng Qi smiled without a trace.

Mo Li looked at the way Hu Daoren fell and frowned slightly.

Then the two looked at each other and tacitly concluded that this Taoist Hu knew martial arts, but he had to pretend not to understand.

——When he fell, his body was extremely stiff. He had an upward movement, and he quickly reacted when he was halfway through, so he interrupted his movements and let himself fall down in a very embarrassing manner.

It's okay, it's just that this person is not cruel to him and is not pretending to be thorough.

When his face fell to the ground, he leaned his head down at the last moment, avoiding the misfortune of shaking his nose.

Meng Qi and Moli thought at the same time that if he fell, he would not be able to fall without any flaws and would not hurt his face.

——Master Meng claimed to be the first-class in making plays, while Doctor Mo was proficient in medical skills, including how to disguise his injuries.

Dezi was scolded by Dao Ren Hu, and seemed unhappy. He asked directly: "If you don't leave, why are you doing climbing over the wall? I have said a long time ago that when you dig wild vegetables in the forest, don't climb over the wall to save trouble and avoid walking. The wall of the mountain god's house cannot be climbed over casually. It's fallen now, where can I hire a doctor for you?"

"I'm fine, what doctor to hire!" said Hu Daoren angrily.

Dezi wanted to hear this and shook his hand and said, "Then I'll leave."

Taoist Hu didn't dare to look up at Meng Qi, and shouted and took a detour back to the temple.

Meng Qi didn't stop him, and the three of them got on the boat.

Dezi held the boat pole and his face looked a little bad. Meng Qi suddenly asked, "Didn't you say, this person is not bad?"

"...He was weird today." Dezi said with his head down.

Meng Qi smiled but said nothing, standing on the boat, she seemed to enjoy the lake and mountains under the sunset.

Mo Li has been paying attention to the mountain temple on the shore.

After a while, a dove flew out of the forest behind the temple.

The pigeon went to the mountains. Meng Qi rubbed his fingers in his sleeve and smiled and said, "This spy has a very good identity, but he is a little stupid."

Mo Li said without surprise at all, "If all his subordinates were smart and capable, Ayanpuka would not be like this now."

"No, Ali didn't understand what I meant." Meng Qi put his hands behind him and said confidently, "This mountain temple is so special, Ayanpuka has noticed it. After he checked the fishing village's strange perception of the mountain god, he would doubt the old people in the village like us."

"so?"

"If the old man lived in the village for good reason, and the person who stayed in the mountain god temple was such a fool who was not good at doing things, it means that Ayanpuka had ulterior motives. The spy just reported the message and told Ayanpuka that we were here. The legend about the mountain god was the clue he left to us, and we asked us to dig out the dragon vein according to this clue."

Mo Li frowned when she heard this, and then quietly glanced at Dezi who was riding the boat.

If things are as Meng Qi said, then De Zi, who took the initiative to lead the way, would be a problem.

The scream just now seemed to stop Dao Ren Hu from going into the forest to look for pigeon cages without knowing it was exposed. Later, he went to help Dao Ren Hu, and it seemed that he was blaming him to help explain why he had to climb over the wall.

"Ha, doctor, don't worry, he should be a real villager. At most, he collected some money and was responsible for taking outsiders to the mountain temple to go around and then saying the words he had just found out. So you and I couldn't find out what he was wrong at first, until Dao Ren Hu made a fool of himself." Meng Qiong continued with interest, "But according to the villagers' reactions, they really believe that the mountain temple is effective, so what Dezi said may be true, which is very interesting."

Mo Li couldn't figure out what was interesting, so he said in a deep voice: "Since it was the clue that Ayanpuka left for us, there must be something misleading. People need to push it step by step, and they may finally lead us to the place where the dragon vein of Feihe Mountain will appear. I am impatient to accompany him to solve the puzzle."

"Well said!" Meng Qi made a gesture to clap the doctor.

The taboo for strategists is to follow the path set by others for you. Even if you can discover the truth in this way, it is not enough, because the same thing may be due to the lack or additional clues, which will cause the truth to be distorted.

By then, the Feihe Mountain Dragon Vein was found, but there might be an opposition or a misunderstanding between them and the Feihe Mountain Dragon Vein.

Mo Li glared at Meng Qi secretly, there were still people on the boat, and he was slapping his hands randomly.

Meng Qi put down his hand with regret.

"When we arrived in the village, we asked Dezi who is the very knowledgeable old man in the village.

"The old man must say a place or a person, and said he heard it from there. This news should be true, because I am not easy to deceive, and Ayanpuka wanted to do something and was in the later itinerary.

“We pretend to visit that place or that person tomorrow, and then leave tonight without saying goodbye.

"But we don't go, we go straight into the mountain, change our appearance again to find the dragon vein, and let Ayanpuka's people squat over there and wait!"

Meng Qi finished the above four sentences in one breath, and then squeezed his eyes at Mo Li in a narrow voice.

Mo Li: "…"

The 87-year-old hypocritical old master suddenly abandoned his graceful and high-spirited posture and squeezed his eyes, and he really looked like an indecent old man.

***

The swordsman Su Li walked alone on the road.

He was wearing a gray jacket, a hat covering his head from head to toe, and with the sword at his waist, the people immediately avoided it when they saw it.

People like this who lick blood on the knife can't afford to offend people like the world.

Su Li had just crawled out of a dense forest. He sent Wang Blacksmith's family for hundreds of miles. Because they were afraid of being targeted by the people of Xiliang, they kept picking up remote paths. Finally, they found a small village that was too biased to be no longer. After settling Wang Blacksmith's family to live, Su Li went straight into the mountains.

After guessing that no one could chase after him, and no one could find Wang Blacksmith's family from the direction he appeared, Su Li ended his life in the open and turned to a popular place.

It was about to be evening, and the swordsman who had been leaving for a whole day had a very strong throat dryness.

As a killer, he knows many taboos.

Su Li only drinks live water, but also live water upstream of the water source. In summer, he doesn't even drink river water unless he encounters mountain springs.

——Even if you have martial arts, diarrhea will still cause death. Su Li never jokes about his own life.

I saw a tea shed on the road from afar. Su Li touched his waist bag, and there was still some copper plate left there, so it was enough to buy a bowl of herbal tea.

As soon as he stepped into the tea shed, the buzzing voices inside paused suddenly.

The porters dressed in coolies stared at the swordsman and sat in the corner, facing the wall, and asked the shop for herbal tea without saying a word, not as if they were going to cause trouble. Their voices slowly recovered.

The porters sat on the ground and took off their gowns and fanned the air.

"This thief, God, is so hot."

The porter, who was yelling and complaining, raised his neck and poured another bowl of tea.

While drinking, he spit out thick tea stems and cursed, "What's wrong with the store? Have you put the branches in as tea?"

"Where can it be? It's all blown by the wind." The old man in the teahouse laughed and smoothed out the situation.

"Bah, it's windy outside on this hot day?"

The big man pulled the old man's clothes on the tea shed and was about to make a noise. As a result, he didn't know whether it was too much force or the hot clothes washed too many times, but the old man's body in the tea shed had a big hole in his mouth. Everyone was stunned.

The coolie man ran away, and the old man in the teahouse was so angry that he cursed behind him and asked him to pay for his clothes.

The other coolies were happy to watch the fun. The leading clerks were one head and two big, and stomped their feet and cursed, "It's going to be dark. If you don't deliver it tomorrow at noon, you will all be beaten by the yamen."

The swordsman's ears moved slightly, thinking that these are servants?
To be continued...