This ancestral hall is not small. Eight people came in at one breath, and it looked a little crowded.

The group of people have narrow sleeves, short swings, thick-soled boots, and a military costume.

——With a weapon wrapped in a cloth strip on his back, and a leather bag hanging around his waist.

This leather bag is not used to hold money. It usually contains hidden weapons. Sometimes hidden weapons need to be poisoned.

The thick-soled boots with wide faces and slightly raised faces also have secrets. A sharp blade can pop up on the toe of the boot. Don’t underestimate this blade. In addition to plotting against people in a fight, its function is more of an emergency.

For example, if your hands are tied up by ropes, and others cannot untie the knot when they come to save them. Where can I go to find a knife?

Or when it is seriously injured and it is difficult to move, a wild beast appears and is eyeing it. Accumulating strength to kick may even kill the wild beast.

Qin Lu told Mo Li that these life-saving things are highly praised by people from the world. Xue Lingjun once took out some old things for Mo Li to read, especially the hidden weapon tube with a continuous engine spring.

The characteristics of internal experts are obvious, and you can see at a glance that those exquisite mechanisms are different. They usually have an ordinary appearance and will ignore them if you are not careful.

These people who entered the abandoned village late at night were obviously all old people.

They have thick calluses on their hands, their steps are very strong, and their upper body is thick, and they should have practiced all external skills.

Mo Li didn't continue to look. He lowered his eyes and held the fat mouse with his other hand.

The gerbil just moved and did not wake up.

It seemed to be indulging in a dream, with a layer of soft hair on its round body. After touching it, the black carp realized that it seemed a bit cold to the gerbils, and the hair was not warm when touched.

The heat coming from the underwear is obviously very soft.

The fat mouse leaned his head closer, and his tiny claws subconsciously rubbed their tiny claws several times.

Doctor Mo's body stiffened.

Although the gerbil is small, the strength of its claws is not weak. After all, it is necessary to dig a hole. Such unconscious rubbing is constantly rubbing on the same point. Unfortunately, the small piece happens to be the place where the right chest is slightly protruding.

After the coat, Mo Li did not wear more clothes.

Because of the slightly undulating chest, the sound of heartbeat vibrating, and the clear and spring-like breath, in the feeling of a fat mouse, it was like lying in a soft sand cave, and not far away was the sound of a waterfall rumbling into the lake.

The sand on the lakeshore was sunny for a day, and there was no light on all sides, and it was pitch black. This should be a safe nest.

I haven't felt this way for a long time.

A warm, clean, and a great place to not be disturbed.

Of course the fat mouse didn't want to wake up.

It waved its claws and instinctively wanted to dig the pit deeper, because it was not very strong in sleep and because it was too big and unsafe, its pit digging action was more like rubbing its claws.

There are some things that are no matter, stopping and stopping.

Doctor Mo could no longer bear it and moved the gerbil into a position through his clothes.

——Why is this sand still flowing?

The fat mouse grabbed Mo Li's clothes in a daze, trying to stabilize himself.

Mo Li could only move to the corner of the wall again, hiding most of her body in the shadow.

The people from the martial arts world went outside to pick up discarded wood and brought candles. The cold ancestral hall immediately became much brighter, and the firewood was rolled up. They skewed the jerky and steamed buns they carried with them and roasted them on the fire.

The youngest one had a scar on his forehead. When he saw the clay pot beside Mo Li, he moved his heart and walked over here.

The man in the lead had a purple-red face and a beard. He frowned and grabbed the young man.

"Lao Ba, what are you doing?"

The young man whispered and said with a smile: "Borrow the clay pot and let everyone drink a little hot water."

The bearded man thought about it and it was very cold at night and the well water was too cold. They were light and simple and did not bring any utensils to boil water. They could only remind him: "It's someone else's thing. Tell me carefully, don't take it and leave."

The young man responded casually and didn't take it seriously.

He walked to Mo Li, squatted down and asked, "Hey, scholar, can you lend your clay pot?"

Mo Li shook her head and said, "This is a pot for boiling medicine. If you want to use it to boil water, you probably have to wash it several times and boil it again to remove the smell inside. The village is short of water, so you can't waste it like this."

The young man was stunned. He stretched out his head and saw that the smell of medicine was coming to his face.

He quickly took a step back, couldn't help but curse and turned around and left.

"Brother, I think I'll stop here, that's a tuberculosis!"

"How did you speak?"

The bearded scolded, then smiled apologetically at Mo Li, and reached out to carry the young man to the side to teach a lesson: "How do I teach you on weekdays? A scholar with no power to tie a chicken is cold. What are you saying to someone? Tuberculosis is about to cough. You have been in for so long and heard someone coughing?"

"But he..."

The young man became even more angry when he was scolded like this and said relentlessly, "But his attitude is too bad. I borrowed a jar, but it wasn't that I wouldn't return it to him. I'd say that the medicine jar is so unlucky!"

"That's just a medicine jar. Could it be that someone else would lie to you?" The bearded man was amused. He rubbed the young man's head and cursed with a smile, "Besides, who will go to wash the jar? Are you going?"

At this time, several other men also surrounded him and handed a piece of roasted jerky meat to the young man, and said with a smile: "Brother, don't blame Lao Ba. The day before yesterday, he was scolded by a scholar in the inn, and he was angry!"

"Yes, I'm most annoying to these poor scholars. They can't carry their shoulders and can't hold them, and they like to talk about gossip." The young man deliberately raised his voice and complained.

"alright."

While chewing the buns, the bearded man said vaguely: "The rules of the world, don't attack the people who don't understand martial arts. People are not from the same place with us. There are hundreds of scholars in the world who provoke you, and other scholars have nothing to do with you. Why are you angry for no reason? Besides, in the middle of the night, people slept just right and were awakened by us, and they still expect others to smile at you?"

His voice was lowered, and ordinary people could not hear it, but they could not hide it from Mo Li.

Dr. Mo lowered his eyes and slowly stroked the gerbil through his clothes, looking like he was frightened and patted his chest.

The young man glanced here and said angrily: "Isn't this just a broken ancestral hall, nor his family, so why don't we come?"

"It's not his house, but this is not yours!" The bearded man patted the ground beside him and said to the young man, "Just rest after eating, the jerky meat can't hold your mouth!"

The moli occupied a shelter from the wind, but these people didn't come, so they picked another corner to make a fire.

As the young man was roasting, he couldn't hold it anymore and asked in a low voice: "Brother, what do you think the scholar came from? When I entered the door just now, I saw his face, like a girl."

"What girl? It's rare and weird. This is called Yushu Linfeng." There was a little ink inside the belly of a big beard. He sneered, "The people in the south are more beautiful than those in the northern part."

The other men laughed at each other, laughing like a girl, and they looked like a girl.

The young man's face turned red after being squeezed. That's an analogy, but he didn't really read it wrong.

"But let it go, it's like you haven't thought about women."

Then he quickly exposes his shortness. The sixth brother is concerned about a certain female hero in the world. The fourth brother saw that the inn's boss could not move his legs yesterday. In the end, the bearded brother was in trouble. It was revealed that he had a Su-embroidered handkerchief with him.

This time, the hornet's nest was stabbed, and the young man was forced to sleep with his head pressed down.

After a while, the fire gradually became smaller and there was a snoring sound in the ancestral hall.

After touching the carp for a long time, the gerbil finally stopped rubbing.

He heard a slight movement behind him, and knew that the leader's beard was not sleeping, but was watching the night.

When it was the fourth update, there was a sudden sound of horse hooves outside the village.

Mo Li felt strange in her heart. Because she had "meeted" General Liu more often, she was familiar with the military horses of the court. Now the sound of horse hooves is very messy and irregular, and even the material of the horseshoe is nailed is different.

The bearded man soon heard the movement. His expression changed and he immediately woke everyone up.

Because the fire has been on the ancestral hall, half of the door is broken, and you can see it from afar at night. It is too late to destroy it now.

Soon the sound of horse hooves arrived at the entrance of the ancestral hall. The bearded man and his brothers picked up weapons and looked out the door alertly.

I saw a group of men wearing black cow-patterned jackets entering the door with a proud look.

The leader was a man dressed like a young man. He was in his thirties. He was still holding a gold-painted folding fan in his hand. He glanced around the ancestral hall with his eyes and said disdainfully: "Eight Tigers in Yudong? Why? A third-rate guy like you want to try your luck to find the treasures of the imperial tomb?"

Mo Li was shocked when she heard this.

The treasure of the imperial tomb? Which imperial tomb?

Because of being close to Taijing, there are indeed several ancient imperial tombs in Yongzhou, but the world is chaotic, and the tombs in the early years have almost been dug up. Some are done by people from the Jianghu, and some are done by the rebel leaders who lack military spending in the troubled times.

Mo Li hurried in the corner of sheltering the wind, her breath was as peaceful as an ordinary person. The folding fan did not take him seriously at all. She just laughed at Yudong Bahu and said, "I advise you to go home as soon as possible, so that you can save your life."

There were more than twenty people on the other side, and the leading young master and the others could not beat him. The Eight Tigers in Yudong dared not speak out.

"You're not leaving yet, I want me to drive you out?" The young master sneered.

What the young man wanted to say was grabbed by the bearded man.

The men under the young master took over the fire without hesitation and took out a lot of things.

He spread the thick blanket on the ground, took an incense burner, and served him properly.

"The rules of the world are to come first and then come, but as long as the fist is big... the people who come later can drive the front out." The young master slapped the wind and sat comfortably. His subordinates brought charcoal and iron marks, hung the top lamb skewers on the fire, and even started to make sauce.

The fragrance floated out instantly.

Mo Li felt the gerbil in her arms move.

At first he didn't care because the fragrance was indeed rich, maybe because the sauce was rare.

Many spices are from the Western Regions, and cooking mutton is the best. Good spices are more expensive than gold, and those seasoning recipes are something that ordinary people cannot see.

"Let's go!" The bearded man gritted his teeth and was about to go out when he suddenly remembered that there was a scholar in the ancestral hall.

He looked up and happened to see Mo Li flashing, and he bent down and picked up something with great speed.

This bodywork is too fast and many people don’t see it clearly.
To be continued...