Meng Qi weighed the wallet very casually and opened a crack to show his gains.

"Doctor, are these enough? If not, we have to go back four hundred miles and dig the ruins of the house. There may be gold in the cellar."

“…”

When talking about running for 400 miles overnight, Mo Li felt very embarrassed. Even if he had never encountered an opponent who could make him use his full strength without reservation, he shouldn't have lost his composure. He actually fought with the patient and fought for a night. He didn't stop until his internal strength was exhausted. He completely threw the restraint of the teacher's teachings behind him. It was really inappropriate.

Although I thought so in my heart, there was no strange thing on Dr. Mo's face.

Very resilient.

The Six Arts of Gentleman, Mo Li was very satisfied with Qin Lu in the course of "ritual".

"Then you get back with a robbery." Doctor Mo glanced at Meng Qi and said casually, "Ride your horse back without delaying the matter. If you are quick, maybe you will arrive in Ma County after dark, and you can still recover your internal strength while walking."

Meng Qi sighed: "It seems that the doctor hasn't gone far away."

Mo Li was stunned.

This is exposed? How do you know?

"The Liangcheng horse can rush for thousands of miles, but it is outside the frontier. On the grassland, it is not such a barren mountain. In the winter, I can't even find a few grasses. As long as I don't have to eat, the fat on the horse is scattered. It is not easy for the Liangcheng horse to grow a pound of fat. If it falls, it is difficult to make up for it. Besides, these horses are all from the army, with branding and no credible channels. How can I sell them? Others dare not buy them!"

Meng Qi shook his head slightly and said with great enthusiasm, "For example, if I led the horse away with my front foot. If I couldn't sell it quickly... we would have a headache. Can you watch the horse starve to death? It was so hungry that it kept hiding into your arms and acting coquettishly. What should we do if we were to find good grass for it in this wilderness?"

Mo Li thought to himself, this person is so experienced, can he have done such a bad thing?

"How did Liu Dan and others feed the horses?" Mo Li thought about it and did not realize that these people were carrying grass out.

"Of course it is an inn. The inn is a place where the officials who send messages and orders to rest and change horses. They will not lack anything. Although it is not particularly good, they can also temporarily hold it. If we rob the horses, we will rob the grass immediately!"

This picture is so beautiful. Two top experts climbed over the wall and entered the inn in the middle of the night to steal fodder.

"...I'm not thinking about it." Mo Li wiped her face and couldn't help but miss the white fox in Qi Maoshan.

White ginseng doesn’t have long legs and can’t run away. Giant snakes are always lazy. They don’t make a fuss. Only the fox likes to rely on him. However, no matter how tricky the white fox is, he hunts himself, let alone picky food.

Speaking of which, I have been away from home for several days.

I wonder if Mr. Qin would take Tang Xiaotang to eat strictly. Xiaotang was just greedy and changed his teeth. Qin Lu looked at him so hard that he couldn't even eat malt sugar.

Mo Li thought of that situation and felt a little funny.

When he came to his senses, he suddenly realized that Meng Qi's robbery seemed to have helped him solve a problem.

"Why don't you cover your face when you go robbery?"

Mo Li asked seriously, as if Meng Qi didn't do this and did not comply with the rules of robbery. As a result, Meng Qi gave an unexpected answer.

"I think he knows me."

“…You think?”

This description is very strange. It can be said that Meng Qi is speculating, or it can be said that it is the loss of memory at work.

Moreover, Mo Li cared about what Liu Dan said before. Perhaps this person who lost his memory was not Meng Qi, the national teacher of the previous dynasty, and it was not surprising that the father and son looked similar.

It is impossible to be rejuvenation, nor is it a skill to keep the face alive. He called this man who called himself Meng Qi. Judging from his physical condition such as bones, meridians, internal organs, etc., he was indeed a young man of thirst age.

Meng Qi didn't know what Mo Li was thinking, so he said as he walked: "When I had an attack before, General Liu had already noticed something was wrong and was in a hurry to run away. He was a fourth-rank general who was not in Taijing for many years, so how could he know about me?"

"You're guessing."

"The result is very effective. He recognized me immediately when he saw my appearance." Meng Qi's expression almost said that I was so powerful that it was terrifying.

Mo Li had to remind him: "Liu Dan thinks you are not Meng Qi."

Meng Qi said disapprovingly: "What do he know? I must have practiced rare martial arts in the world to become like this. Isn't it in the storybook? The biggest flaw of this martial arts is that it will be rejuvenated every twenty years, and its skills will shrink with the body. This is also the most dangerous time."

“…”

It sounds very reasonable, Mo Li almost believed it.

However, he is a doctor and is a genius doctor who was once known as the world's number one master. He is the most clear about these mysterious martial arts rumors.

"It is impossible to have such martial arts! Even if it is bone shrinkage, it will only slightly change the outside. The human internal organs will never change. How can it become a child?"

“…Not it?”

Meng Qi was stunned. Obviously he had never thought that his guess would be wrong.

Mo Li packed up her things and was about to leave to find Meng Qi still stunned, and she felt that he looked a little pitiful.

Thinking about the leisurely and extraordinary attitude when I first met Meng Qi. No matter who meets such a person, he can't help but want to get to know him. As a result, a night passed, and the person became a slaughter, he was also hit by reality and was unsteady.

"Meng...I'll call you Brother Meng, we should leave."

It is rude to call someone directly in person. Brother Tai can use it as a title, and even ask for directions. The person who speaks may not be younger than the other party and is just polite.

Because he didn't know Meng Qi's true identity, he might have forgotten it, so he naturally had no way to call other names, so he could only shout like this first.

Mo Li was thinking about the prescription in her mind and was about to find the market town and went to the pharmacy to get medicine.

There is no suspense about the main medicine, so you have to carefully consider the amount of the auxiliary medicine. Prescriptions for a martial arts master are always different from those of ordinary people.

The two walked a long way until there was a trace of true energy in the dry dantian, and they saw smoke rising from the end of the mountain road.

"I'll ask where this is."

Mo Li felt that he had memorized the Pingzhou map in vain. Everything that comes from Zhushan County is useless. The prerequisite for using the map is to know where you are.

At this time, Meng Qi, who had not spoken all the way, spoke: "Don't you know? This is Qinghu Town. Just look at the lake just now. Pingzhou is located in the northwest, with few lakes, let alone such a large lake."

Doctor Mo, who had never traveled far away, had: "..."

Meng Qi looked very eyebrow this time, and he immediately said: "But the world is so big that there are all kinds of wonders. Some of them cannot be recorded in the prefecture and county annals. I have not traveled all over Pingzhou, so I am not sure that this place must be Qinghu Town. If you say something wrong, please forgive me."

"Brother Meng's adaptability makes me feel at a disadvantage."

Others have ladders installed, what can Mo Li do? They have to go down.

But even though the person has come down, he is still angry and does not do anything else, just because he is temporarily in a hot mind, which leads to his loss of direction.

Fortunately, Meng Qi changed the topic in time: "Actually, my memory is very vague, and I can't tell you about some things, such as the Wufeng Knife of the Xuanhu Divine Doctor. I remember that when Master Ling was walking in the world, he seemed to have used a knife. Last night, I saw you using a double knife, and I was really shocked. I think it was because of years of seclusion, Master Ling had figured out a new knife technique?"

"The teacher doesn't know how to use double swords, this is my habit." Mo Li said casually.

Meng Qi pondered: "The power of the double sword is indeed greater. It turns out that the doctor's medical skills are the same. I don't know if they are the same. After all, I don't know the doctor's name."

Mo Li frowned and simply took a homonym.

"My name is Moli, the word "cursive" is Moli..."

"Don't say that you are not lost, and you will leave me?"

The atmosphere suddenly stopped. Doctor Mo turned his head and looked at Meng Qi with a strange look.

The latter was very calm, as if he was just chanting casually, and did not notice that he deliberately put two irrelevant poems together in one sentence.

"Don't worry, I won't drive you away for the time being until your medical treatment is spent." Mo Li said with a hard face, "If you are healed, it would be a happy event to say goodbye to me."

Meng Qi suddenly laughed and said, "Doctor, you misunderstood. I just think the doctor's name..."

Mo Li was slightly shocked, and it was homophonic. Can you guess that there is a false one?

"...I am very destined to be with me." Meng Qi said seriously.

Mo Li's eyes were empty, thinking that this would be the national master's skill and the boastful art of the alchemist? No matter who he is destined to be with, no matter who he is destined to go out, he is a bloody disaster. Since he is destined to be destined, the disaster will naturally be resolved.

"Meng Qi Moli, Moli Meng Qi... Isn't this Moli Moqi? Yes, I should claim my surname Mo." Meng Qi recovered a lot of internal strength, dried her clothes on her body, and regained the unparalleled demeanor, sighed, "There are many coincidences and many secrets in the world. If the doctor does not want to name it, it is reasonable and there are no need to force it."

——Why, do you think I gave you a name to match you just to deliberately get to know Lao Shizi?

Mo Li held it in her heart in one breath and held the knife in her sleeve.

Hold on and don't beat the patient.

"But when it comes to speaking, the name Mo Li is really fake." Meng Qi reminded him kindly, and said enthusiastically, "It is said that women in the martial arts world like to call themselves Mochou, which is both poetic and unique. But there is nothing rare about this Mochou."

“…”

If you continue talking, Dr. Mo can't hold the knife in his hand anymore.

While talking, the two had already arrived in Qinghu Town.

It was still early, and it was winter again. There was no farm work, so I couldn't see anyone in the town.

“Something is wrong.”

Mo Li took a breath and found that the town was filled with the choking smell of smoke.

There was a child from afar, hurriedly running with a cloth bag in his arms and stayed close to him. Mo Li saw his face full of illness and seemed to be still coughing. When the child saw a stranger, he took a step back in panic.

"Ephedra, cinnamon twig, white peony..."

Mo Li looked at the cloth bag in the child's hand and leaned over and asked, "How many people in the town are sick?"
Chapter completed!