Although Zhushan County is a small county, the county government is not small.

In front is the lobby of the official yamen, handling official duties, and behind are rows of neat houses. Except for the county magistrate Xue who was in charge of the seal, from the staff member, Li, to a small servant, they all live here. The only difference is the size of the house.

When Constable Qin rushed back with the Shenglian Temple, he did not go to the main entrance, but went directly to a yard on the side, and behind the gate was the county jail.

The yard is very large and is where the servants eat on weekdays. The people in charge of purchasing often pile up the whole truck of dry firewood, charcoal and cabbage by the wall, and then slowly move it back to the cellar to store.

Constable Qin threw the person in that corner without hesitation. Due to the snow, people entering the yard did not pay attention to it, and it was difficult for them to find that it was a person and thought it was another goods.

County Magistrate Xue received a report and he came very quickly but made this mistake.

"Where are the people from the Holy Lotus Altar?"

Constable Qin whispered at the corner of the wall, and County Magistrate Xue was immediately amazed and touched his beard awkwardly.

County Magistrate Xue is old enough to know the destiny. He usually has no airs. When he doesn't wear official robes, he looks like an old farmer in the field. His face is frosty, his skin is yellow, and his beard is trimmed very carefully.

He was the magistrate and the elder, so Mo Li naturally took the initiative to bow and salute: "Xue Lingjun."

Lingjun is a respectful title for the magistrate. According to convention, only students with fame can not worship the officials when they see them. However, magistrate Xue is easy-going and rarely wears official uniforms. As long as they are not in the court, they will bow their hands to meet others, and there are not so many rules.

"Doctor Mo, thank you for your hard work. I heard that Mr. Qin has been busy for a few nights and is really hard. There are some steamed buns here in the county government, which are still hot... Is there still half a piece of bacon, so Doctor Mo might as well take them to replenish your health."

As he said that, Xue Magistrate explained with embarrassment, "There is not much money and food in the warehouse, so I dare not move lightly. I also want to wait until the snow melts, and go to Lin County to buy some grains and come back to help. However, there are some inventory of herbs and other medicines. If Dr. Mo sees it, he will choose."

Mo Li was very polite and bowed his head with neither humility nor arrogant words: "I am going to treat the disease and save people with my teacher. It is not for money and food, but just to do my best to save the people who should be saved and cured the disease that can be cured, that's all."

After saying that, he thanked the herbs given by County Magistrate Xue.

Xue Magistrate Fu Xu smiled and said, "These herbs were mostly sent by the people, and they didn't spend a single child, so they always need to use them." He turned his head and ordered the officers to go to Master Li to get the keys. Because there were several warehouses in the county government, they stored rice, grain, money and goods respectively, all of which were set up to prevent major disasters and epidemics. Early this morning, Xue Magistrate ordered the warehouse to open and pick up some suitable things.

The magistrate moved his mouth, and the master naturally ran away and Master Li didn't even have a bite of food yet.

When Mo Li followed the officer to find Master Li, the aide had a strip of cloth on his forehead and was counting the felt cloth that had just been sewn. In a huge room, there were all elderly women who were temporarily called to do needlework.

Master Li's appearance is not very good. He looks like a monkey and is thin and looks very funny from a distance.

"Doctor Mo is here." Master Li grinned and the cloth strip was hanging on his lips.

The officer next to him held back his laughter and quickly helped him take off the cloth strips.

Mo Li didn't laugh. To him, the beauty and ugliness of human beings are not important. Not to mention looking like a living monkey, even if he looks like a bear, he will not move and will not frown.

The officer passed on the words of Magistrate Xue, and Master Li found one from a big hanging key and took Mo Li to the warehouse himself.

On the way, Mo Li took the opportunity to ask: "Master Li, what is the Holy Lotus Altar?"

"The country's locusts are affected." Master Li replied casually, then felt something was wrong, and said strangely, "How could Doctor Mo raise the Holy Lotus Altar?"

"Of course I saw it."

"What?" Master Li was shocked.

Mo Li was slow and slow, and suddenly spoke out loudly among the people in the Holy Lotus Altar. Now that he was quickly taken to the county government by the Qin constable, he just saved the details of his actions to subdue the saint guardian.

But if he didn't say it, Master Li could guess it and sighed: "Thanks to Dr. Mo, otherwise Constable Qin would suffer a loss... Alas, it's a good luck to suffer a loss, I'm afraid that there will be few people he brought with him. When the people from the Holy Lotus Hall arrive at a place, they always take the government's surgery first."

Master Li pulled his beard irritably, paused his feet repeatedly, and lamented: "Why did the people from the Holy Lotus Altar come here? Zhushan County is so poor and remote, and there is no oil and water. This is really a big trouble!"

He took two steps, suddenly looked around and found that there was no one around him. He quickly pulled Mo Li's clothes and walked into the corner.

"Doctor Mo, let me speak with you."

Mo Li was waiting to dig out more news from Master Li, so after he met him, he happened to be the corner of the courtyard wall, with no windows on both sides, and no one could see it.

"Doctor Mo saw the appearance of the cloud dragon in the sky today?"

"Yunlong?" Mo Li didn't expect that Master Li would not talk about the Holy Lotus Altar, but instead talked about the dragon, which was very surprised.

Master Li stared at him with his little eyes and nodded, "That's right, the dragon-shaped shape transformed by clouds."

Mo Li vaguely felt that Master Li knew the truth here. He was very puzzled. He didn't even know Mr. Qin, but Master Li knew clearly what he knew?

Master Li seemed to see his doubts. He lowered his eyebrows and sighed: "This is not a secret, but Mr. Qin has never believed in these things unless he saw them with his own eyes."

“…”

What do you don’t believe in? Don’t believe in the world there are dragons?

Doctor Mo's eyes lit up. He had been lonely for too long. There were no monsters around Qimao Mountain. Although he was very close to the teacher, he could not discuss some problems with Qin Lu.

For example, Mo Li can’t figure out how old he is. The book says that there are annual rings in the tree and scales.

The scales of fish vary in size and rarely fall off. The scales grow in spring and summer are larger, the scales born in autumn are fine, and the scales do not grow in winter, and they will grow again in spring.

This cycle repeats itself, and the traces of each year are clear. You can tell the age of the fish by the number of circles between thickness and thickness. However, more than ten years have passed since the ink carp had wisdom, but his true body has always been so big and there is no change at all. The light of the scales can be seen, just like flawless black jade glass, and there is no clear boundary of the scales.

Mo Li now looks like a young man in his twenties, but he always feels that he is not only that old, but may even be older than Qin Lu. Although there are some orders of hearing the truth, the teacher does not need to be older than the students, Mo Li still doesn't want Qin Lu to know that he may be a hundred-year-old fish.

Mr. Qin went to bed early and got up early. He paid attention to when he ate, what he ate, and even how many chopsticks he used when he ate. Mo Li really didn't want to be dragged by Qin Lu to live such a life together.

It's terrible to think about it.

——There are also the white ginseng, white fox, and giant snake that he "raised" on the mountain.

They are obviously very spiritual, but they can't transform into shape. Is there something missing?

The ink carp was very relaxed when transforming. He just thought about what to do and turned into a human. This experience means no, and he could not teach foxes/snakes/ginseng at all.

Dragon looks amazing, probably these things!

Doctor Mo's eyes were bright, and Master Li couldn't help but tremble. He wondered why Mo Li suddenly had such great interest. No one could resist the oppressive power of this look!

Master Li blurted out: "The cloud transforms into dragons because of the earth's veins."

"The earth vein? What is that?"

"That's..." Master Li looked around and said in a whispering voice, "This dragon vein in the world."

"Absurd!" Mo Li said with a stern face, "There was a foolish monarch in the previous dynasty who was not enterprising. After listening to the words of the alchemist, he sent someone to dig the ancestral graves of the leader of the rebel army and destroy the so-called dragon vein of the other party, so that the other party could not become a dragon or a country. As a result, it was not the strange master of the Nine Cauldrons, and the country was destroyed and the family was destroyed!"

"Hey! That's not the same thing!" Master Li waved his hand and said, "The dragon vein is a Feng Shui theory, but it is not as simple as Feng Shui. Some Taoist priests in the world talk about things with the dragon vein and cheat everywhere. What kind of green dragon and white tiger, good and bad luck are all nonsense. If the ancestors are buried where they are buried, their descendants can become successful and become more promising, then what books can they study and practice martial arts? How can such good things in the world be? They are all liars!"

Mo Li was silent, and his words were exactly the same as Qin Lu said, so Mr. Qin despised the alchemist very much.

"Doctor Mo, you are a doctor. You should know that Feng Shui theory is all rumored. There are indeed people in this world who sleep in the wrong place and open the window in the wrong direction, causing their family members to get sick one after another, but that is all a sensible and tangible truth. Who is standing at the wind all day long and not getting sick even if they are blown by the wind?"

Mo Li shook her head slowly: "But it is still useful to learn Feng Shui, for example, you can find where those powerful people who believe in Feng Shui are buried."

Master Li laughed and said quickly: "Let's talk about this privately. Don't let Xue Lingjun and Mr. Qin hear it. Tomb robbing is a crime of beheading."

Mo Li was not interested in Feng Shui, so he continued to ask: "What's going on with the dragon vein?"

"There is a mountain where the herbicide collector suddenly discovered that there were many magic medicines everywhere, and there were more animals and birds. If you plant wheat, the harvest was several times that of previous years. Or there was a river that had been ordinary for many years. The fishermen caught more fish every day, and the pearls in the shells they caught were all bigger. Do you think it was strange?"

“…”

Why does it sound so much like a surge in spiritual energy that affects the creatures in the mountains? Mo Li frowned deeply.

Master Li said mysteriously: "And people in these places have seen the appearance of the divine dragon transformed by clouds, and later there was a saying of the dragon vein. It is said that there are several dragon veins in this world, and mountains and rivers are in their shapes, which are not visible to ordinary people, but there are always accidents, such as mining, or natural disasters and man-made disasters, and the dragon veins will appear when they are alarmed."
Chapter completed!