It was just dawn, and Meng Qi picked up the bag and found a pastry with lotus leaves.

Logically speaking, it should be Poria cake, but it is made like a ball.

Meng Qi took a piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

Not soft and glutinous enough, not only is it not sweet, but it is also a little bitter because of the inappropriate ingredients.

Meng Qi did not frown or disgusted at all. After eating, he wrapped the lotus leaves back and tied them tightly with a thin rope.

——It is the Poria cake made by Ali himself.

Because she was worried that Meng Qi would not find a place to eat along the way, Mo Li made him a bag of Poria cake.

Because it was the first time I didn't make pastry molds at hand, I simply rubbed them as pills. As a result, I put less sugar and more poria powder. Mo Li tasted a piece of black face and wanted to do it for a second time. Meng Qi took it over and put it in his bag, and used his light skills to go straight on the road.

He is going to Xuanchuan Pass to see what happened.

There is no news about Master Yuanzhi so far, and the owner of the Qiu Pavilion in Fengxing Pavilion is also very worried.

How the King of Heavenly Scholar conquered Xuanchuan Pass is still a mystery. Knowing oneself and enemy is the most urgent task. If Pili Hall really develops a more powerful fire and medicine, you should prepare early. So Meng Qi had to separate from Mo Li, and Mo Li went to Nanping County.

The road to Xuanchuan Pass is even longer, and Meng Qi is reluctant to let Mo Li rush forward. Besides, he is better at finding clues.

Along the way, the chaotic army rages, and the people flee everywhere.

Sometimes you can see the fire at night, and it suddenly seems like you are back to the era when chaos and wars were rising decades ago.

But there are many differences. At that time, the people who were killed by bandits and soldiers were saved. They watched them hug and cry with their surviving relatives. The crying was filled with despair for the future, and they almost lost the will to struggle in this difficult world. He would not be too sad because he had confidence in the coming peaceful and prosperous times.

What about now?

Even if you successfully defeat the Tianshu King, you can prevent the people from going hungry and don’t worry about when the day will come to suddenly die the next day?

The road ahead is a mess.

That glimmer of light bloomed from nowhere.

Whenever Meng Qi rescued people from the butcher's knife from the rioters and looked at the devastated and confused thoughts, Mo Li's appearance would appear in his mind, with the effect comparable to Ningshen Pill. It was like being swept by the wind for tens of thousands of miles of blue sky. Even if the efforts of the past were empty, the joys, anger, sorrow and happiness were washed away, and he knew where to fall.

Occasionally, when I close my eyes, I dream of a particularly beautiful mountain.

Unfortunately, until today, Meng Qi has never seen Qi Maoshan with his own eyes.

——There will never be a mistake in a place where the miraculous doctor Qin Lu is attracted to and live in seclusion, Meng Qi thought firmly.

I had eaten half of the poria cake. Meng Qi estimated that the weather was a little colder, so I could save myself a few more days.

After traveling for ten miles, I saw traces of ruts and horse hooves in the distance.

There was a faint cry of killing in the wind.

Meng Qi accelerated his pace and followed the sound, and saw the person lying all over the ground next to the forest.

The carriages were surrounded and were firmly protected inside. It looked like a wealthy family was attacked during a migration, but the owner was strong and the servants hired to protect the hospital could fight and dare to kill them. They defeated the riots and were about to win.

The only remaining Luanjun stared at his eyes, made strange screams in his mouth, and chopped his hands in disorganized ways.

One of the younger men showed a rare look of timidity on their faces, threw down their weapons and hugged their heads and wanted to escape.

Within a moment, the chaos army was almost killed, leaving only the person who was desperately running away.

It was a coincidence that he rushed into the forest without any brainstorm and fell in front of Meng Qi.

"Who?"

Following the servants who were chasing him, he suddenly felt alert when he saw someone in the forest.

The shaky sword almost greeted Meng Qi directly. Obviously, the first reaction was that he thought he was also a rioter.

He almost hit the man at Meng Qi's feet and struggled to get up again. His calf hurt for no reason and fell again. His face was slimming on the ground, causing him to faint.

The guard subconsciously cut the guy in the neck with a knife.

"Slow down."

Meng Qi said slowly when facing the sword that suddenly turned to him, "This man looked like a fear of death. If he was afraid of death, he still had his own brain. Compared with those evil dogs who were bewitched by the Holy Lotus Altar and the King of Heavenly Scholar, he could finally speak human words. You might as well ask them where they were heading, where they were going, and who Shangguan was. In this way, it would be easier for you to avoid it when you walk."

The servants looked at each other in front of each other, and an arrogant voice shouted: "What's going on?"

A man who looked like a young man came over with a folding fan. All the golden crowns, jade pendants, fans and pendants were of high quality, and the clothes were the best materials. They just had to stick the words "money" on their faces. They were arrogant in their eyebrows and eyes, and they were used to raising their chin to look at people.

He seemed to have heard Meng Qi's words just now and said disdainfully: "What's the only traitor in chaos? I just need to kill him if I come!"

Meng Qi was not angry at all. He had seen many young masters like this, but he was particularly surprised at this moment.

For nothing else, this is actually an acquaintance.

"So it's Mr. Jinfeng."

Meng Qi remembered that when this man stopped Mo Li and refused to let him go, he fell down and gave him a thousand taels of silver notes, hoping to make friends with Doctor Mo and sell them again, but Mo Li threw the famous post and the silver notes directly.

If this young master Jinfeng hadn't had good martial arts skills and had wealth in the martial arts world, he would have been very powerful. If he had been surrounded by a bunch of people everywhere he went, he would probably have been beaten to death by just walking around the world.

"Do you recognize me?" Mr. Jinfeng folded the fan and looked at Meng Qi suspiciously.

I don’t know if it’s lucky or unlucky, but Mr. Jinfeng met Mo Li and others in Yongzhou several times, but every time, the gerbils are nestled in the doctor’s arms.

Only once on the Qing River did Young Master Jinfeng catch a glimpse of Meng Qi's back as he "crossed the river through the waves".

When they arrived at Mount Yunshan, a group of people made a big fuss about the treasure of Emperor Li’s tomb. Young Master Jinfeng was blocked by Qi Chao’s cannons at the foot of the mountain, and did not see Master Meng himself.

Since Meng Qi met Dr. Mo, he had never separated from Mo Li several times. He had just caught up with Mr. Jinfeng! Otherwise, even if he saw Mr. Jinfeng was next to him, he would have guessed it even if he was stupid.

At this moment, Mr. Jinfeng glanced at Meng Qi's clothes that were not wet at all, and his clean upper... Except for the luggage on his back, he didn't look like a person who was rushing all night. Recently, the autumn rains were raining, and even the official road was covered with mud, and there was a shallow pit in the forest as soon as he walked. Unless he could fly, how could he look like this?

You have to step on the trunk of a tree and use force when you step on the stone.

If this were either a god or a god.

Young Master Jinfeng's expression changed, and he quickly called him, "Where did you fight with brother? Now the war is in chaos. I am about to return to the Western Regions with my family. I carry a lot of dry food and wine. If I don't abandon my brother, will I give it to my brother?"

This looks very familiar with arrogance at first and arrogance at the end. In the past, I now give you money and food.

However, according to the current situation, food is much better than money.

"No need, just a chance meeting." Meng Qi left after saying that.

Young Master Jinfeng watched Meng Qi seem casually, but in the blink of an eye, he was several feet away, and there was no force to do anything. He was like walking lightly as if he was shaking the wind.

He saw his mouth slowly opened and his expression was frightened.

"Young Master, this person has extremely high light skills and must be an ordinary person. In my opinion..."

"Bang."

Young Master Jinfeng fanned the servant who was talking and knocked the head of the servant who came over to speak, and asked in shock and anger: "Don't you recognize it?"

Everyone was stunned together, not understanding what Mr. Jinfeng was talking about.

"It's that person, the one we met in Qingjiang!" Young Master Jinfeng was like an exploded hedgehog. He wanted to roar, but he didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear of leading Meng Qi back.

The people in Jinfeng Villa had their minds turned one after another, and they all showed the same as the young master of their family.

There is nothing else, the shocking scene on Qingjiang that day made it hard to forget.

"How come Master Meng is here?"

"Wait, didn't the Master Meng who crossed Qingjiang say it was an impersonation?"

"Are you stupid? Do you have such high martial arts skills and pretend to be someone else?"

"Who knows why he fell in love with Master Meng..."

Mr. Jinfeng was so angry that his head hurt when they quarreled, and shouted: "Okay, Jiangnan is so in chaos. It will be troublesome to stay for one more day. Why don't you leave quickly?"

The group hurriedly set off on the road, even forgot the dizzy Tianshu King Nizhu.

After a long time, the thin man slowly woke up, covered his forehead for a while, and jumped up and looked around.

"...Blessed by Ziweixingjun." He muttered something and carefully took out the forest.

The convoy went far away, leaving only corpses lying on the ground. These people came out of Yizhou with him, listening to the teachings of the saint and the altar master, Xiangzhu, and thinking every day that they would suffer from poverty and starvation and be bullied by the government. Why... Some people are like them, mud legs that are illiterate, but can they be born in a wealthy place like Jiangnan?

After believing in Ziweixingjun, they never had a meal or a meal. They burned all the landlords' houses, dragged the necks of the officials, and hung them on the flagpole. But the food was still getting less and less, and there were more and more brothers and sisters in the church. Jiangnan, what a good place.

Even Lao Liangtou, who was blind in the next village, knew that there were cloth and silk in the south of the Yangtze River, and there were no shortage of salt and grain, and there were many beauties.

When King Tianshu sent troops this time, everyone was rushing to come, for fear of falling behind others.

——Looking at the corpses all over the ground, he suddenly shivered and hugged his arms.

He woke up, and really woke up. No matter how good things are, he had to live to have them.

Why do you need to continue to work hard? Just stay in Jiangnan. Isn’t it good to farm?

The world is so chaotic, and the people are running around. Who can find out whose hometown? The thin man looked around, wiped the blood and soil on his face, tore off a strip of cloth, clumsyly tied his hair into a ball, and then ran away.

He thought of living a good life in Jiangnan, bought two acres of land and married a beautiful wife.

The house was built like the village they snatched yesterday, with bricks and tiles, and there were many chickens and ducks. Just like the market town they passed by the day before yesterday, the boys and girls were all crazy, not so hungry that their limbs were like firewood sticks, and their faces were so thin that they only had a pair of eyes...

As he ran, he finally saw someone.

It was the people who were driving donkeys on their backs, and seemed to be fleeing.
To be continued...