59. The subtlety of heaven(1/2)
The thing of spiritual energy sounds mysterious, but it is actually not uncommon
It doesn’t have to be a place where people are rarely visited. It’s OK to have deep mountains and dense forests, and it’s OK to have small rivers and shallow bays.
The spiritual energy is like the fog in the morning. Sometimes it is Pan Heng in this place, and sometimes it floats elsewhere. A place with abundant spiritual energy is like a valley that is prone to fog. Every time there is spiritual energy, just wait there.
Mo Li once thought that spiritual energy was easy to find.
Especially Qimaoshan.
When planting ginseng, it is not a good spiritual acupoint. I don’t even bother to look at the moli.
There is more than one mountain in Zhushan County. Although other mountains are not as abundant as Qimao Mountain, they are not too bad. As the sun rises and the moon sets, you can always feel a trace of spiritual energy flowing slowly.
Qin Lu once said that the fun of living in seclusion in the mountains and forests is to get up in the morning to pick herbs and cook tea in the evening, and listen to the sound of the waves in the bamboo forest when you are free.
He praised this feeling of being away from the world, and Mo Li sat down at the bottom and thought silently, Of course, he was so full of spiritual energy, how could he feel uncomfortable when he lived?
To be honest, this is the only effect of spiritual energy on people.
The so-called "wealth is rich and the world is rich and the world is brilliant, only the first half of the sentence is true.
No matter how many talented men and talents come from a place, they have nothing to do with the earth veins.
Qimao Mountain has abundant spiritual energy and strong plants and trees, but it is not a spiritual medicine everywhere. There are only a handful of birds and beasts that are compatible with human nature. A radish planted in a spiritual cave can taste better than other radish, but it is still a radish.
Due to the limited talent, ginseng is ginseng, and radishes are radishes.
At least this still grows in the ground!
When something happens to the dragon vein, the spiritual energy can ripen the spiritual medicine and give birth to seeds, making the creatures all over the mountain restless, but people are different.
Whether it is a prodigy or a talented man, they are not all vegetables and radishes buried in the soil. They are irresponsible for the spiritual energy they are and who they become in the future.
This is true if one place brings people.
It is nonsense to say that Feng Shui is good here, and that descendants all have a promising future.
After Mo Li left Zhushan County, although he did not find a place as abundant as Qimao Mountain, he still had some spiritual energy. Silang Mountain has been tossed so much, but there is still remaining spiritual energy.
However, when Mo Li stepped into Yongzhou, he truly felt that this place was different.
The village is dilapidated and the well water is dry. Sometimes even outside the village is filled with dead trees.
How can trees without bark live?
Mo Li looked solemn, and Meng Qi became more anxious.
Meng Qi recovered some memory of spiritual energy, and he also felt that he needed spiritual energy. However, what was bizarre was that when Mo Li used his light skills to walk 300 miles a day, they did not find a place with spiritual energy.
"There is Shimo Mountain in front."
Mo Li stopped and looked out, and found the map again.
Although the name is a bit shabby, Shimo Mountain is the largest mountain in this area.
The further you go south, the more you are, the more slowly the terrain is, and Yongzhou is not as many mountains as Pingzhou.
Meng Qi is not a real gerbil. Although he is very small, his eyes are very good. He saw the shadow of the distant mountains like Mo Li, and was energetic, hoping that there would be spiritual energy there.
Unfortunately, I ran to the mountain and died. When I arrived in the mountain, I was afraid it would be midnight.
"...Don't be anxious. No spiritual energy may be due to drought."
Mo Li couldn't help but put his hand on the fat mouse again, and he comforted, "Along the way, you have also seen that many villages and towns are very dilapidated and lack of water everywhere."
The spiritual energy is born from the earth veins, nourishes each other and circulates again and again.
A place where there is not even water, even if there is spiritual energy, it cannot be retained.
Mo Li could only guess at the map where there might be spiritual energy, and also try to lead to Taijing as much as possible, so that he could save time. After all, he couldn't rest assured about the matter of Emperor Li's tomb.
The barrenness of Yongzhou made Mo Li want to turn his head to Zhushan County with a gerbil in his arms.
After all, in Qimaoshan, there is no need to bother. You can throw it anywhere and it will be spiritual...
The afterglow of the sunset made the sky dark red, and there was only the whistling sound of wind in the empty fields, like a ghost crying.
Mo Li collected the map, found a place to shelter from the wind, took out the hard cake and crushed it, and specially found soft and a little bit of powder in the middle to feed the gerbils.
Meng Qi: "..."
From a human to a rat, the doctor still didn't forget to stare at him eating?
Meng Qi turned his head and pretended to be dying, without even looking at the Broken Biao.
“Don’t eat it?”
Meng Qi continued to pretend to be dead. He had eaten this hard cake, but it was tasteless and there was no oil at all.
Mo Li didn't persuade him anymore. He moved the fat mouse to his knees and then started eating the broken cakes alone.
He ate very seriously and carefully, and did not fall to the ground at all.
Meng Qi looked up for a while and suddenly felt that it was amazing to eat this kind of hard cake like someone who went to the banquet during a spring trip to Taijing. If he hadn't known the taste of the cake, he would probably have thought it was a delicacy.
Just as I was thinking, a hard cake suddenly appeared beside my mouth.
Meng Qi was probably thinking about it, but he actually opened his mouth and bit it instinctively.
“…”
Forget it, it’s better to eat what has already been in your mouth.
Gerry's teeth work very well, and it's no problem to bite dry and hard cakes.
Meng Qi, who had lost all his face, did not give up on himself. He chewed it carefully twice to keep the meat on the gerbil's cheeks from shaking.
Although he has taken the greatest perseverance to maintain the image of eating, his speed is not slow, and he feels very dignified, but the fat mouse is a fat mouse. His external conditions are dragging his legs, and his movements are not as good as it is!
Mo Li did not laugh at him, but silently broke up a small piece and handed it over.
Doctor Mo's mood was very delicate.
A person who expresses his favor without hesitation will become a fat mouse in his hand in a blink of an eye. Anyone will feel that it is subtle. The best way should be to separate the two of them for a while, but unfortunately Meng Qi is not only a patient, but now he is still a gerbil that cannot become human.
He can't leave the gerbils alone, right?
If it is a fox or a wolf, just follow it.
The result is so small!
Mo Li felt a little uncomfortable in her chest. This was the sequelae of being rubbed by the gerbil's claws. She always felt that there was something there.
If it was someone else, no, if it was another creature, Doctor Mo would definitely pick it up and throw it aside if he threw it out, but what if the gerbil was snatched away by a wild cat squatting nearby? Chase it and fight with the cat? Snatch the fat mouse back from under the cat's claws?
Thinking of this consequence, Mo Li immediately held back.
At that time, there were not only outsiders in the ancestral hall, but Meng Qi's situation was also very bad. He could not see things clearly and could not hear sounds. Maybe it was because of a nightmare?
After making excuses for Meng Qi, Mo Li's anger disappeared a lot.
Otherwise, what can I do? Should I poke my hand and push the fat mouse who was holding the broken cake and chewing it seriously, rolling three times?
The gerbil's hair shook.
Meng Qi thought, strange, why did he suddenly feel a little cold?
Mo Li thought expressionlessly that he raised a white fox, a ginseng and a big snake, and he was counting on them to cultivate into monsters, but he could not count on any of them. Finally, he picked up a fat mouse outside.
If I took this back, I don’t know what the teacher would think.
Putting the last bite into his mouth, Meng Qi looked at the stunned Mo Li and tentatively touched the fingers hanging in front of him.
Mo Li suddenly came to her senses and took a complicated look at the fat mouse.
The gerbil was confused.
"Go away."
Mo Li thought that Meng Qi didn't even know what his real name was, which was a little funny and a little guilty.
Just as he was thinking, Mo Li suddenly felt a spiritual energy.
This spiritual energy is too weak, as if it dissipates as soon as the wind blows.
Mo Li stared at the ground. The spiritual energy came and went quickly. He had no time to grasp its veins, so he simply waited motionlessly.
Finally another gust of wind blew, Mo Li felt the direction of the spiritual energy.
"It's not Shimoshan?" Mo Li was also surprised, but at this time he didn't care about this, so he picked up the fat mouse and ran in that direction.
Gradually, the traces of spiritual energy became more and more obvious.
Finally, the moli stopped by a dry river.
The riverbed is completely exposed and there is not even dry grass. Because the snow is frozen in winter, when the flowers bloom in spring, it is estimated that the river channel will be slightly restored.
The spiritual energy is left behind from this river.
Mo Li walked along the river for a while, and the spiritual energy was still gone.
"Um?"
Mo Li saw that there seemed to be a box-shaped thing at the bottom of the river, which was square, because it happened to be buried in the front of the river where it was supposed to be a spiritual cave, and then Mo Li noticed it.
To be continued...