The winter sun was not warm at all, Meng Qi leaned against the trunks, watching the light falling into the forest.

Memories belonging to the past are always chaotic, just like invisible wind, although they exist, they cannot be captured. If you insist on thinking about it, it will arouse boundless murderous intent and anger, and then lose control. Therefore, Meng Qi has not thought about those things for a long time.

Taijing Xianyang is the capital of several dynasties, with traffic and all the prosperity in this world.

As the literati and poets said, people on the street can connect the clouds and sweat, and even the ground can be wet. The east-west market is filled with business cargo from south to north, from pearls from the South China Sea to wine from the Western Regions, Dayuan Maliang Chengjun, Jiangzuo Si Bazhou Jin, Huadiao wine Mengding tea, Yellow River carp and bamboo shoots... All kinds of accents are blended together, and the girls from the north are laughing and talking.

There are also the noble families who are huddling in front of each other. The noble girls are whipping horses and whipping, and the pearls and jade jewelry on their heads are shining brightly in the sunlight, and their long black hair is flying freely in the spring breeze.

The streets are often crowded with men who want to have a glimpse of their beauty. They rushed forward, and the restaurant owners were so happy that they were laughing.

In the play, there are endless Luoyang flowers and endless Zhangtai willows.

The teahouse talks about the old events of the previous dynasty and discusses legends in the martial arts world. When they hear the rise, people who have never met each other applaud.

...These scenes, Meng Qi is vivid in his mind.

But he did not have himself in these memories. No matter how lively he was, he was a bystander.

The Chu Dynasty lasted for 39 years, and the world was stable and the world was peaceful, and it was like a prosperous era.

Even during the most prosperous period of the Chu Dynasty, the national teacher Meng Qi did not leave much records. This name is more like a shadow, occupying an inconspicuous position among the fourteen founding heroes and never appeared alone. Later, he received the title of the national teacher without a title or a title, and he did not have to go to court, so his traces of existence became thinner.

So much so that Meng Qi had no way to start if he wanted to know his own affairs.

There are often scholars who claim to be reading classics and history. When they mentioned the fourteen important officials of the Qingyun Pavilion of the Chu Dynasty, they could only say thirteen. Even though they racked their brains to remember that there was a national teacher, they didn’t remember whether his surname was Meng or Meng, and they didn’t know whether his name was Qi or Wei.

Fortunately, Meng Qi is not too persistent in pursuing his past, and he is more concerned about his illness.

The Chu Dynasty had been in ruins for twenty-two years, and fewer and fewer people knew about the national teacher Meng Qi. If the Qi Dynasty wrote the Spring and Autumn style when compiling historical books, the name Meng Qi might have been completely erased.

Meng Qi didn't care about these things in later generations. When his illness did not occur, he was lazy. There was nothing worthy of his concern, and no one could let him take a look at it.

I just like to be dazed.

Often, I don’t know what’s going on, it’s getting dark.

Today is different. Meng Qi felt someone approaching him in a trance, and he quickly woke up.

"doctor?"

Meng Qi moved to the side and gave the position that could be sunny to Mo Li.

Anyway, the trunk is thick, so there is absolutely no problem with two people.

Mo Li: "…"

He didn't take the position of Meng Qi, he didn't even have it! Could it be that he is the kind of doctor who occupies the resting position of patients?

"It's a rare sunny day." Meng Qi narrowed his eyes and sighed at the sunlight.

Doctor Mo thought to himself that the sun is not warm, so it is better to find a corner to shelter from the wind! If you don’t have internal strength and are blown against the wind, you will probably have to boil ginger soup and drink medicine when you go back.

However, patients with martial arts and capital and willfulness, what else can the doctor say?

"How are you thinking?" Mo Li looked at Meng Qi. He had a guess, and it was almost verified.

"What...ah, are you saying that I might be a monster?" Meng Qi smiled and said, "Doctor, when I first heard it, I thought it made sense. Monsters will not grow old, and I don't remember the past. They are like rootless floating floating duckweed, alone, without relatives or reasons. Maybe they are really monsters on the mountain. Because they were moved by the troubled times, they wanted peace in the world, so they ran to assist Li Yuanze, who is the most destined to be."

At that time, the world was in chaos, the Chen Dynasty was in ruins, and all over the country rose up. Is there any vassal of kings, princes, generals and ministers?

What's wrong with monsters? If a person can be granted a marquis and a general, then a monster cannot?

"If this is a storybook, it would be very exciting. This monster neither confuses scholars nor eats passers-by, but instead runs to conquer the world. It's very ambition! It looks like my personality!" Meng Qi didn't notice that he was boasting at all.

Dr. Mo was sore and endured silently.

"It's a pity that this is not a story book." Meng Qi sighed deeply, "The heroes in the story book all spend endless money, and the civil servants and generals in the story book are all granted wives, children, and wealth and wealth. It's not realistic at all. Whether it's a human or a demon, if you enter this world, you won't be able to come out without falling until you have to lose your head and blood."

"…Is the national teacher a great enlightenment?"

Mo Li listened to the wrong taste in Meng Qi's words. He was testing the other party's true identity, not asking the other party to see through the world.

Meng Qi shook his head and said, "The doctor was joking, I just felt it."

"You are joking, but in fact you don't believe you are a demon." Mo Li exposed Meng Qi's thoughts.

Meng Qi was very curious when he heard this and thought to himself that this was a doctor's therapy? But how could a person be a demon?

However, out of respect for Mo Li, Meng Qi still said seriously: "I heard that monsters are all about magic, changing, sometimes men and sometimes women, sometimes old and sometimes young, bewitching others. You can turn stones into gold and sprinkle beans into soldiers. Even if you are in the wilderness, you can cast spells to turn into beautiful houses. If I have these magical powers, will I still need to rob General Liu?"

Doctor Mo thought to himself, what kind of magical powers, let alone monsters, they don’t even know the dragon vein!

"You raised spiritual medicine, and the house that was destroyed later was in Taijing?"

Speaking of this, Meng Qi's expression changed slightly and said coldly: "In the mountains outside Taijing."

When Mo Li heard the word mountain, his guess became more certain. He asked tentatively: "How did you keep the pet you keep? Is it locked in a bamboo cage?"

Meng Qi immediately frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "Why do you need to lock up? My love for you is very well-behaved."

Mo Li decided to remind him one thing, that Meng Qi should not be blinded by the gerbil.

"…Gerbils like to dig holes the most. You have spiritual medicine at home. How do you make them coexist safely?"

Meng Qi was stunned, as if he had never thought about this. He covered his forehead and remained silent for a long time.

Mo Li didn't know who Meng Qi was, but Taijing has a dragon vein and liked to become fat rats. Meng Qi thought he was planting spiritual medicine to raise gerbils. Maybe the truth is that Taijing's dragon vein raised spiritual medicine and Meng Qi?

If this is the case, then things will be complicated.

According to the fact that the Taijing Dragon Vein wanted to abduct himself to Taijing as soon as they met, Mo Li suspected that Meng Qi was also a dragon Vein.

Sure enough, I found a similar type as soon as I left the house.

"If you can't remember, don't make things difficult for yourself. Let's talk about something else. Have you ever dreamed?" Dr. Mo asked patients who were suspected of being the same.

The topic changed too quickly, and Meng Qi was a little confused: "Dream?"

"Have you ever dreamed of running freely in the water... in the mountains?" Mo Li almost revealed his own background, and he changed his sentence without hesitation.

The dragon vein is a mountain and will definitely appear in the mountains.

Meng Qi looked at Mo Li heavily and said after a long time, "Doctor, we ran 400 miles last night, which is an unforgettable memory. I think we will definitely see it in our dreams in the future."

"…The appearance of a human is not counted. I mean the dream of turning into a bird or a beast."

"No." Meng Qi didn't understand why the doctor couldn't get through the monster's hurdle!

Mo Li was a little disappointed, but he was not depressed. It was not easy to meet someone who was suspected to be a dragon vein, and the future was long.

"Okay, let's go to the town now." Mo Li picked up her bag and looked like she was about to leave Gulin.

"Qinghu Town?" Meng Qi followed naturally.

Mo Li looked back at him and said weakly: "Brother Meng, since last night, we have not had any grain of rice in and no drip of water... Oh, you don't count, you have eaten two sips of lake water. In short, you have never eaten anything, and you have never closed your eyes. Do you care about your body like this and want to cure your illness?"

Meng Qi suddenly realized and nodded quickly to receive the teachings.

While walking, he insisted on explaining to Mo Li: "I just forgot about this. Could the doctor have suspected that I am a monster because of this?"

"No, I think demons are like humans. Those who need to eat and rest, and those who can live by eating wind and drinking dew." Mo Li said casually, "And there are no gods in this world."

Meng Qi laughed and said, "The doctor is really interesting. I believe there are monsters in this world, but I don't believe there are gods?"

Mo Li didn't answer.

They soon arrived in Qinghu Town. They originally wanted to find something to eat in the warehouse under the control of the Holy Lotus Hall, and then find a room to shelter the wind for a night. As a result, the town was filled with blood.

Let’s talk about half an hour ago, a group of people in the martial arts holding weapons broke into the town.

They came suddenly and directly met the group of religious believers from the Holy Lotus Altar.

The people of Qinghu Town were very fierce in the face of ordinary passers-by, but when they saw these gangs and guns, they shrank and hid in the alley and poked their heads.

"Some people say that you are bewitching the people here and killing merchants in the town."

A young man holding a long sword walked out. He was dressed pretty well, with a look of justice.

"Swallowing the merchant's property and killing dozens of lives. You should pay the blood debts and blood for the Holy Lotus Hall!" The young man waved his hand, and the people behind him immediately pushed out a trembling servant.

"Tell me, did the Holy Lotus Hall instigate the people here to kill your boss?" the young man asked as he patted the servant on the shoulder.

The servant's face turned pale and he wanted to escape from here immediately. Facing the fierce gazes of the Holy Lotus Altar Sect and the forced eyes of the people who brought him over, he only dared to keep nodding.

"Very good." The young man shook his sword and rushed to the chest of a Holy Lotus Altar scholar.

The sect was caught off guard and screamed, blood gushing like a spring.

The young man's sword in his hand was very sharp. He cut off the head of the church with his backhand, stretched out his feet and raised his head in his hand and said loudly: "This is the end of the evil words confusing the crowd!"

As a result, the shocking effect was not received. All the people in the Holy Lotus Altar were angered. Even the townsmen hiding in the dark were furious. They impulsively picked up the wooden stick and rushed out. The rest ran to invite the incense master.

"Kill all the lackeys in the government!"

"... Those treacherous villains who exploit villagers and sell goods at high prices dare to find someone to avenge them? Kill them!"

The townsmen rushed up and smashed and beat around like crazy. Even the old woman took off her shoes and threw them at her.

The young man did not expect this, and quickly swung his sword to block it, and the people behind him were also busy defending.

The servant was immediately left alone. He lay on the ground, crawling out in fear. He was stepped on several times in the middle, and he was so painful that he was sweating coldly and dared not stop.

Rotten vegetables, rotten eggs...

The young man gradually became impatient and said angrily: "Don't worry, kill first!"

His swordsmanship is pretty good. If he uses it, the person he encounters will either die or be injured.

He was about to fight a bloody path, the young man suddenly heard a sneer, and his arm seemed to be clamped by iron clamps, and the pain was so painful that he could not lift it.

The incense master picked up the young man, threw it aside, and smashed it onto half of the wall.

The young man squirted out blood and struggled to stand up.

"court death!"

When the incense master saw that the others were about to run away, he broke the arms of several people. In addition, the townsmen beat two of them to death with sticks. The rest were covered in bruises and dying.

"take away!"
Chapter completed!