Mo Li naturally didn't know what Meng Qi was thinking. He was stimulated by the aura on Meng Qi's body, and his own aura suddenly fluctuated. Knowing that something was wrong, he quickly calmed down and reached out to touch it. The scales on his face appeared.

Fortunately, Yan Cen and others were far apart and didn’t see it.

Doctor Mo glanced at Meng Qi, saying that someone could cause trouble anytime and anywhere, but now he is not crazy, but he almost implicated himself.

Gerry can dig holes, what should I do if the fish?

——Running a distance on the river beach for a while, and then plunging into the water? Do you still have to save face?

Mo Li looked unmoved, but he felt unhappy. He brushed his sleeves and walked straight to the entrance of the valley.

Meng Qi knew that he was inappropriate, so he followed him after touching his nose.

When they met Shimo and Yan Cen, they were more cautious and more thoughtful.

The boss is from the martial arts world. He speaks very straightforwardly. No matter how polite you are, you won’t do anything. But Yan Cen took the lead and talked to Dr. Mo. He praised his medical skills in quoting classics and thanked him sincerely.

Mo Li was a little surprised. Since leaving Zhushan County, he has seen ordinary people, and even fewer people are literate. It has been a long time since he has seen such a manner of etiquette.

He suddenly thought of what Meng Qi said, "This man is of extraordinary origin."

Mo Li was just a little surprised, and the boss was already stunned.

It was really surprising that Monkey Hulu suddenly spoke and could speak so well.

There are very few people in the village who can speak well. Because these people used to walk with their heads down, for fear of attracting attention from others and being dull. Now that they are old, they will inevitably be a little short of learning how to deal with people.

As a result, his sworn brother was not a fan and made a big splash.

Once the gloomy look was gone, wearing a thick cloak that could completely cover his arms, the whole person seemed to be reborn, with a tall figure, like the zhilan and jade trees mentioned in the storyteller.

It turns out that people who have read books are different.

The head of Shimo sighed in his heart. He tilted his head and saw Qian Xiaolang hiding nearby to watch the fun. He felt a move and waved his hand to call the young man to his side.

Qian Xiaolang is only twelve years old and is very curious about the rare strangers in the village.

He didn't say anything, blinking his eyes, always looking at Meng Qi.

Qian Xiaolang didn't know how to cover it up, and was soon seen by Mo Li. Seeing the young man looking at Meng Qi with respect, he couldn't help but wonder what Meng Qi didn't do in Shimo Mountain Village, why did there suddenly a little worshiper?

Meng Qi's eyes did not look sideways.

He is just a curious boy, not worth mentioning.

Yan Cen led the way in front, and the group entered the largest house in the mountain village, similar to the place where other bandit villages served as Juyi Hall. Although the tables and chairs were mostly rough stones, they were very well-known.

At this time, food and wine were prepared in Juyi Hall.

There is nothing to say about food, only hard cakes, and there is a bowl of hot broth next to it.

The wine is homemade. Through the smell of wild fruit yeast, someone is carefully holding it, pouring it into the gauze bowl, and carefully sifting the wine.

The wine is turbid, and it is not enough to sieve it once, so it needs to be repeated three times.

There is a fire pit in the center of Juyi Hall, and the fire has risen. There is an iron rack on it. The sifted wine is put on and warm, so that it will not cool down your throat.

Just as they were busy, everyone stopped seeing the boss bringing people in.

Some call the second leader, some call the big leader, and some ask Qian Xiaolang why he is here.

The boss of Shimo coughed dryly and gestured to Mo Li.

Everyone was stunned, looked at each other, and saluted unevenly, "Thank you, doctor, for saving our second in command."

Mo Li: "…"

There are only six or seven people waiting for them in the Juyi Hall. At present, no one is the same as others. Some are holding their fists in front of each other, some are holding their fists and bowing their heads, some are holding their fists and bent down without falling, some are kneeling on the ground with one leg, some are holding their hands together to salute. The most exaggerated one is worshipping the gods and Buddhas.

If Mo Li didn't know their identities, if an outsider who came here suddenly entered the cave-like gathering hall and saw a group of strange-looking strange people inside, and they were all in a mess of greetings. They were afraid that they would faint and thought they had entered the monster's nest by mistake.

"What kind of ritual do you do?"

The boss lost all his face and his eyes were about to pop out.

Yan Cen was also stunned. How could this be a treat for guests? I'm afraid it's a trick?

"...Isn't it said, be more serious? Be serious?"

The people in the village looked up and looked at each other. Soon, the problem was that everyone had different understandings of the concept of "sovereigning solemnly". Some people thought it was enough to be sincere, some people felt that they were not respectful enough, and some people were unable to make up their minds, so they simply learned from the people next to them, but added the details of "more respectfulness" without authorization.

After a while, everyone was embarrassed.

"Well, the doctor laughed. My brothers don't have any regular appearances on weekdays and cannot be put on the table."

The boss insisted on saving Shimo's village a little face, and he felt so angry.

Yan Cen gave his sworn brother a pleasant look with laughter and tears, and continued to take the lead and greet Mo Li and Meng Qi.

Yan Cen was considerate in his words, but after such a stir before, the atmosphere was not active.

Meng Qi seemed to be smiling, and he thought the village was interesting.

Mo Li sat upright, as if nothing had happened. When the boss scolded him, he simply stared at the fire pit in the middle of Juyi Hall until everyone had sat down, and then slowly withdrew his gaze.

Yan Cen felt a little grateful.

The boss took a piece of paper from the person in charge of the warehouse and sent it to the front of the table seriously: "This is the medicinal material in the village, and he is willing to serve as a medical fee and remuneration."

The paper is a bit yellow, half old and not new, and the words on it are well written.

It's just not written in ink, it looks more like sharpened charcoal strips.

Mo Li raised her eyes and saw Yan Cen on the opposite side feeling a little uncomfortable, so she knew who the word was written by.

There is no pen and ink in Shimo Mountain Village, so it is not easy to find this piece of paper. Mo Li didn't say anything. He took the "gift list" and read it again. It is now all of them are ordinary herbs, with only one ginseng slightly more precious.

He had bought the herbs needed by Mo Li during the day. Although these things were good, Meng Qi didn't need them. Thinking that the people in the village might have to replace them with these medicinal materials, he refused and said, "You are so kind to the boss, you're just passing by this mountain, which happened..."

Mo Li's voice paused.

Because he had the light in the fire pit, he found two lines of words on the back, and he naturally turned over and took a look.

Tiger bone, tiger whip.

Although it is also a rare medicinal material,...

Doctor Mo silently put the paper on the table and said decisively: "These medicinal materials are not used. When I go out, I have no intention of letting my bags increase the weight. If the boss and the second boss want to thank me, I will give me two cups made of bamboo tubes in the mountains, which will look a bit wild."

Meng Qi sat close and looked good, and he also saw what was written on the paper.

He was about to tease him, but suddenly he heard Doctor Mo pick up the bamboo cup and his expression changed slightly.

The master Shimo didn't understand why Mo Li asked for a cup, but this was simple, so he agreed.

Yan Cen also breathed a sigh of relief. It was a helpless move to write a tiger bone and tiger whip on the gift list. There was no valuable thing in the village, and things that ordinary people looked down upon. Wouldn't it be a joke to take it out?

The tiger is a domineering Shimo Mountain. It has eaten many mountain people. When they first entered the mountain a few years ago, they sneaked into the mountain and injured several people until they were beaten to death by the boss. The tiger bones and dried objects were left in the mountain village for a long time. The peddler could not offer the price, so it would be better to give it to the doctor.

At this time, the warm wine 6 continued to be delivered.

Mo Li didn't drink alcohol, and Meng Qi didn't drink alcohol while drinking medicine. The boss was very sorry.

He looked at Qian Xiaolang, wanted to say something, but hesitated a little.

"Doctor, look at this child..."

Qian Xiaolang subconsciously avoided and covered his mouth.

The boss was angry and shouted in a low voice: "Do you still want to go out?"

Mo Li turned his head when she heard the sound and saw Qian Xiaolang saying dejectedly: "I don't want to do it anymore, I think I'm doing a good life in the village."

"Nothing nonsense." The boss cursed and everyone quickly dissuaded.

After two busy moments, the boy ran out in tears.

Mo Li learned from the other people's words that Qian Xiaolang's origin was sold by his parents because he was poor at home. Because he was born with a different appearance, he couldn't find any good place to go, so he could only sell it half and give it to the old hunter as his son.

This old hunter was sitting in the Juyi Hall at this moment. He blinded his eyes, as if he had encountered a beast while hunting, and half of his face was ruined.

At this moment, he held the wine bowl and sighed: "It's said that he was poor, but his family was not completely unsuccessful. His father was a Tongsheng. Because studying consumed a lot of money in the family, the whole family was counting on him to make a fortune. In a few years, all the children in the family were sold clean and those who were entrusted to his family were probably here to pay off their debts!"

"Stop talking about it. If Qian Xiaolang's father was capable, how could he not pass the exam for so many years? He is not as smart as Qian Xiaolang? When we met, how old is this child and can memorize several books. It's a pity-"

Whether it is the previous dynasty or the current dynasty, if you want to get to the top, you don’t just study hard.

I can't even think about entering the exam room.

Just because being an official is also a staff worker, you are a shabby person and have a disabled person, don’t think about it.

Whether Qian Xiaolang has the talent to study or whether he can pass the exam is not important, because since he was born, he has no chance of this path.

As everyone was talking, they remembered that there was a doctor here and looked at Mo Li with hope.

Dr. Mo thought about it and shook his head slowly.

——The gap on the boy's lips was too big. If he only exposed half of his teeth, or was younger, he would try suturing it with sheep intestinal thread. There was a great possibility of healing. Now he was not sure about this.

The boss sighed and said nothing.

Mo Li vaguely understood the situation here and felt a little melancholy. When she looked back, she saw that Meng Qi was also distracted.

"Brother Meng?"
To be continued...