The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

"What is it? Can Brother Fool help?" Wang Zai asked in confusion.

Meng Qi smiled: "It's not a big deal. I just studied some ancient books recently and found a lot of strange place names. I want to know where we are today. Brother Wang, you know that I am a casual repairer. Isolation makes it difficult for the Mijia Bai family to owe human feelings. How can we not make good use of it? "

"I do n’t know which place names?" Wang Zai did not ask Meng Qi why he suddenly looked at ancient books. Generally speaking, looking for ancient place names often means ruins or secrets, and it is easy to break the relationship if you find out. It is natural to say .

And similar efforts, 90% of the 10% will not get any gains, the years have changed, and the vicissitudes of the sea, except for some landmarks, the ancient landforms are already quite different from today.

"Five-finger Mountain, Wuyou Valley, Xinghui Lake ..." Meng Qi slammed the place name, and mixed Wuyou Valley with it, so that no one could see the real purpose.

He did not report these place names casually. In order to find the worry-free valley related to the mystery of Zhenwu, he did look through the relevant ancient books, and remembered a large number of ancient place names. However, the ancient books that were normally obtained were more common and failed. Find clues to Sanssouci Valley.

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"Wuzhishan ... I haven't heard of it ... Wuyou Valley seems to be an ancient mysterious place. It's unknown where it is ... Xinghui Lake is near Lu Zhou of the Northern Zhou Dynasty and is now called Yingyuetan ..." Wang Contain and think about it.

Worry-free Valley is really in the Lord's world ... Meng Qi was asking casually, and for another purpose, never expected to get tangible news by accident.

He believed that Wang Zai, who practiced "brightness and righteousness," would not intentionally lie, at most because of family rules, and could not elaborate.

Wang Zai recalled them one by one, and said sorry: "Brother Yu has little interest in ancient things. He just happened to read a few ancient books, and ask Zijing again."

Mizi Jingzheng instructed the clan members and guards to interrogate the sword dance members separately, and suddenly saw Meng Qi returning, and he was in doubt: "Su Shaoxia. Is there a clue?"

Meng Qi smiled brightly and his teeth were white: "Mi Gongzi, isn't it about the seven aunts, do Bai and Mi owe me a favor?"

"Ah?" Mi Zijing didn't want to deny it, but he was stunned. The relationship between human beings was unspoken, and he asked directly, too cheeky?

Meng Qi said with a smile: "My son, I have always been frank, what do I say. Just say what you want, you will not be hypocritical, hypocritical and humble."

Although he was obviously joking, Mi Zijing still heard the last cold sweat. "Mad sword" Su Meng really did something unusual: "I don't know what kind of reward Su Shaoxia wants?"

Meng Qi repeated what Wang Zai said just now, and Mi Zijing was a little relieved, still within the scope of his own control, so he instructed the steward to watch the interrogation and took Meng Qi to the "Xuexue Building".

Meng Qi waited for a while in the nearby pavilion. Mi Zijing inquired about the elders of the building and came back to inform him of the relevant information, which is more detailed than Wang Zai. Several place names that Wang Zai did not know before also had answers. But it still lacks parts, including the Valley of Worry-Free.

"Is there any other place to find these names?" Meng Qi frowned on purpose.

Mizi respected the lack of information, and was quite disappointed. He sincerely said, "The Bai family has a long history. When there are more ancient books than my family, but the rules are strict and ca n’t be rushed in. Let me mention it for you. There should be a search in two days. The result is for you. "

Meng Qi "groaned" for a while, and pleaded, "Mi Gongzi, thank you for your kindness. I wonder if you have any friendship with Liucheng Six Doors. I heard that they have a lot of ancient books?"

The six doors are not completely representative of the imperial power, but are also mixed with sand by the family. It is not uncommon for the real figures in the family to be from top families, while Mie is still a foreign relative and has inextricable relations with the imperial power. problem.

Mi Zijing thought for a while and thought, "Qian Yinzhang's Qian Yinzhang and Shu Qing's can both sell our house a little bit of noodles. Since Su Shaoxia wants to borrow ancient books, he will take you here."

Wang Zai had something else, and never followed. Meng Qi and Mi Zijing soon crossed the street and reached Liucheng Mencheng County.

At dusk, the watchman was Shu Changxiao and Shu Qingyu in the mouth of Mi Zijing. After hearing the request, he saw that it was not something to pay attention to, and he made a big swipe to let Meng Qi look into the ancient book room by himself. Things, leave in advance, and hurried home.

In the ancient book room filled with scent of books and stale scent, Meng Qi finally breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't know if the "myth" person had been following him, so he didn't dare to go to the secret contact point to submit a secret report, Things went up, but the place name, pretending to pass through the Mi's house, came brightly,

Now in the county where the Yin Yin Zhang suppresses, he doesn't even worry about being peeped.

He picked up the pen and paper, looked for the corner, wrote a secret report, and said that "myth" remembers hatred of Dongyang Beppu, and plans to take revenge on himself. Then he thought about it and wrote the news of the "Wolf King" up to six fans. The door helped find someone, and he was still mostly in the city.

After writing it, he took out the official seal of the green cricket hidden in his arms, leaving his own "trace" at the end, and folded the secret report into a tofu block, a small one, placed inside the belt.

After doing all this, he slowly read the ancient books.

Unconsciously, two hours passed, Meng Qi could not find the detailed information of Wuyou Valley, but could only confirm that it was in the main world and existed in ancient times.

Out of the ancient book room, he went to the signing room to say goodbye to Shu Chang with thanks.

After sending Meng Qi away, Shu Chang smiled and looked back, and found that there was a neatly folded stationery on the table.

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It's dark, but the bustling streets of Wucheng are full of lights, with fireworks from time to time, gorgeous and colorful, showing the taste of the year.

There are still many people walking on the street. Some choose New Year's products, some hurriedly return home, some look at lanterns to guess, some throw pots and have fun, especially the few streets near the Tianxiu River, which are more lively than during the day.

After submitting the secret report, Meng Qi was slightly relieved, no longer so worried that "Mythology" came to the door, and the pace of returning to Xingyunzhuang was slightly slowed down, admiring the lanterns on both sides of the street, affixed to the blessing, and bought from time to time Skewers of sugar gourd, buy some sweets snacks, or leisurely.

"This painting is good ..." Meng Qi saw someone selling paintings at a stall, surrounded by a group of people, young and old, and women servants with children.

He was waiting to pass, and suddenly a large group of people came in, separating him from the left and right, and he had to wait first.

Among the group, a woman was holding a three- or four-year-old boy, who walked a little hard, so he put him down and planned to hold him for a while.

The little boy saw that there was a street vendor selling sugar near him, and he had to rely on his efforts to eat milk, crying and making noise.

Suddenly, he broke away from his mother's right hand, stumbled two steps, stood blankly, watching the flow of strangers around him, scared to cry.

His mother was curious and funny, and planned to lead him. Just then, two beggars passed in front of her, blocking their sight.

A beggar with a sarcoma on his left face suddenly appeared next to the boy. He picked him up, covered his mouth, and ran towards the end of the street. The little boy's mother just saw this scene.

She followed two steps and was knocked to the ground by the crowd, crying sternly:

"Help! My child!"

Meng Qi did not expect that abduction would occur under his eyes. Because he did not involve himself, he did not respond to the consciousness and failed to make a shot in time.

Seeing this woman has no martial arts, this is a normal human trafficking ...

It has long been heard that beggars help fish and dragons mixed with each other, and most of the members are fooled and cheated, and they have always been unbelieving. Now they only understand that they were deceived by novels ...

The two beggars blocking the woman's sight were carrying sacks. Meng Qi recognized that the beggars were helping the disciples to dress up, but currently it is difficult to find them because of the flow of people, but Hanako holding the child is visible.

He has a chivalrous spirit and unfolds his body, like a fish swimming through the crowd, and often flashes miraculously without any time to let it go.

That man named Huazi was comparable to Meng Qi's physical strength, and at the end of the street, he was about to be caught.

Suddenly, a few beggars ran out in the street, causing the crowd to become confused and rushing around, just blocking Meng Qi.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he stood up, stepped on the top of the pedestrian, and chased after the waves of water. Many people's heads were lightly touched by him, and he was unaware that there were flying birds.

At this time, the name Huazi had rushed into an unmanned courtyard with the child.

Meng Qi did not relax his vigilance, lest he be trapped by a trap and wait for him to follow in, there is no trace of Jiaozi.

In a similar situation, he encountered a lot, and after a short search, he found the tunnel entrance. When he came out, it was also an abandoned house. There was a group of beggars on the opposite yard, and the street was relatively quiet and deep.

Meng Qi discerned the trace and walked straight forward.

"This friend, this place is where the beggar helps the city to split the rudder. What do you want to do?" A beggar stopped in front of Meng Qi, forty or thirty, white and tender, with more patches of clothes, but clean and fresh.

He was carrying six sacks, and it seemed that he was the master.

"But the beggar holding the child just fled here?" Meng Qi took a breath and asked politely.

The beggar said coldly, "No, you've found the wrong place!"

"But he came out clearly." Meng Qi narrowed his eyes.

The six bags of beggars sneered: "Anyway, I haven't seen them. I don't know how many beggars are in the world. How could they be our beggars?"

"I see it." Meng Qi decisively railed.

The six bags of beggars snorted, "Friend, are you trying to make sense? Do you want to provoke us to help somebody for something inexplicable?"

"Don't you look down on your own clothes and look down on our Hanako? Tell you, walking the rivers and lakes, it's better not to care about things you shouldn't care about!"

He faintly threatened.

Suddenly Meng Qi smiled, her lips twitched, and her white teeth showed: "This is ..."

With a bang, the long knife came out of the sheath.

"I'll fix it." (To be continued ...)

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