"Mouse, didn't I ask you to go out and avoid the limelight? Why did you come back?"
At the rear gate of a magnificent mansion in Chang'an City, two figures were talking in the corner.
One of them, dressed like a butler, was looking around while talking, as if he was afraid of being seen.
This place belongs to "Yongxingfang", which is close to the imperial city and only two streets away from the palace city in the north.
The sky was getting dark, and the lanterns were starting to turn on. From time to time, Wuhou patrolling the streets would pass by their door in groups.
"Brother Six, I am not a brother but I have to come back. The money you gave me last time has been used up long ago. You can't let your brother starve to death in that remote place, right?"
"Besides, it's been a little over half a year since the incident happened, and there's no news at all. I'm afraid the momentum has passed long ago. Why are you still nervous?"
The man called Mouse was a lean young man, dressed like a farmer, but with two playful mustaches. When he spoke, his eyes moved around, revealing a hint of lewdness.
"You can't save some money. Hey, I still have two gold ingots here. Take it first and leave the city early tomorrow morning. Don't come to Chang'an City for the time being without my call."
The housekeeper couldn't do anything about this man. Who told him that this was his brother? He was so incompetent that he really regretted letting him do that thing in the first place.
After the gate was closed again, the man who looked like a butler returned to the house, and the lean young man weighed the two gold ingots in his hands and suddenly became elated.
In the early Tang Dynasty, copper coins and silk were mainly used for circulation in the market. Although there were many gold and silver products, they were mostly used for rewards.
Two gold ingots, a total of twenty taels, how many copper coins and silk cloth can be exchanged for?
Seeing another group of Wuhou approaching in the distance, the young man named Mouse turned to the right and turned into a deserted alley.
After twisting and turning, we headed south. When we were about to leave Yongxingfang, we saw a courtyard in front of us.
Compared with the mansion just now, the courtyard in front of you is much smaller, but the same exquisite decoration is not something ordinary people can afford.
Seeing that there was no one around, the mouse didn't even leave the door. He took a step forward, twisted forward, jumped over the courtyard wall, and made no sound when he landed.
"Is your kid really here?"
When the mouse relied on his memory to find his way to a room, he suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from the room.
"Master, I have already done everything you asked me to do. I just came back this time to get some money and then flew away. It's just that I'm a little reluctant to leave you -"
The man named Mouse didn't dare to go into the house, so he talked softly to the people in the house through the door.
"Yes, I am a little reluctant to let you go. Unfortunately, this matter is too implicated. People from the Lijing Sect are still secretly investigating. At least at this stage, you cannot stay in Chang'an City."
"Let's do this. You do one last thing for me, and then leave Chang'an. Here is a new instruction from the Lord. You will deliver it to your sixth brother personally in a moment."
"This is a letter to his master. You don't need to know the content. You will leave immediately after the letter is delivered. As a reward, a thousand taels of gold have been prepared for you in the manor outside the city. When you leave the city tomorrow Go get it yourself.”
At this time, the door suddenly opened, and a letter flew out from the room, and it landed impartially in the hands of the mouse.
"I would like to thank the sect master. I will resign——"
Mouse felt a burst of joy in his heart, and he suddenly decided to meet with the sect master. He did not expect such an unexpected gain.
That's one thousand taels of gold. You can't spend it all in two lifetimes, right? ——
The letter in his hand was very thin, as if it didn't contain too many things. The mouse didn't stop any longer, and returned along the original path, still climbing over the wall from the air.
The moon was already rising in the east, and although it was not the night of the 15th, I could barely see the scene on the street clearly.
"Why are you back again?"
When he saw Mo Zi again, the housekeeper known as "Sixth Brother" frowned.
Although Mouse is his biological brother, today he came to Chang'an City privately, which is considered a taboo.
Relying on the fact that he still had some power in front of his master, he protected his brother once for his own benefit, but he didn't expect that the rat would come back again.
"Brother Six, this is definitely the last time I'm going to bother you. This is..."
Mouse reached out from his arms and took out the letter given to him by the door owner.
Before he could finish speaking, he felt his eyes darken, and he suddenly couldn't breathe. The blood in his body seemed to have stopped flowing, and he fell to the ground.
"Rat, rat—"
No matter how much the housekeeper shouted, the rat, which was still alive and kicking just now, was now curled up on the ground, its body twitching constantly, and a large amount of black blood flowed out of its eyes, nose, mouth, ears and other seven orifices.
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When a murder occurred in Yongxingfang, Qin Qiong's treatment by Li Zhi in the Qin Mansion had reached a life-or-death moment.
Regarding Qin Qiong's character, Li Zhi's deepest impression did not come from real history, but from the "Romance of Sui and Tang Dynasties" that was popular in later generations.
Loyalty, filial piety and justice well explained Qin Qiong’s life.
It has been half a year since I came to Datang, and I have been dating Qin Qiong for more than three months. Judging from Li Zhi's impression, the Qin Qiong in front of me is more like a character in a novel.
"Although I have been suffering from injuries all year round, I have not yet reached the point where my eyesight is dim. The performance of His Highness the Prince of Jin in the past three months cannot be explained by ordinary prodigies."
"In the beginning, I was unwilling to accept His Highness as my disciple, indeed because of His Highness's special physique. But now I am still unwilling to accept Your Highness as my disciple, but I am afraid that this little trick of mine will insult His Highness's rare talent. ah."
Qin Qiong's eyes were as bright as fire, and she stared straight at Li Zhi standing in front of the bed, as if she wanted to see into his bones.
"Haha, is Uncle Qin praising me? But when it comes to my physique, 'the body of leakage from heaven', I wonder how much Uncle Qin knows about it?"
Qin Qiong's words still made Li Zhi feel a little creepy. He didn't expect that even though he was trying his best to hide it, Qin Qiong still saw the clues.
Fortunately, his focus was only on Li Zhi's special physique, so Li Zhi simply started making nonsense about "the body of leakage from heaven".
"The 'Tianluo Physique' has existed since ancient times, but it is also the rarest physique in the world. I am ashamed that my knowledge is limited. I only know that people with this kind of physique cannot cultivate their internal strength, and will ultimately be unable to achieve civil and martial arts."
When Qin Qiong was talking, Li Zhi also stared into his eyes. It could be seen that he was not lying, and there seemed to be no need to lie.
"Uncle Qin, my nephew is indeed proficient in medical skills, but if he dares to say something that can cure your injuries, it will fall on my 'heavenly body'."
Since the other party didn't know much about the "Heavenly Leakage Body", Li Zhi felt that this would be much easier to handle.
"Oh, could it be said that your 'heavenly leakage body' can actually remove my pain?"
If someone else said this, even an adult Qin Qiong would probably sneer at it, let alone a child.
After all, he knew the extent of his injuries, and even Sun Simiao, the most famous doctor in the Tang Dynasty, was helpless. What could he, a seven-year-old child, do?
However, the person in front of him who said these words was Li Zhi, so that was a different matter.
A person who was so weak three months ago that he wished he could be blown down by a gust of wind, more than three months later, after just practicing "Five Animals", he felt like he had been reborn.
Putting aside everything else, Li Zhi, who is over seven years old, is now as strong as Qin Qiong's fifteen-year-old eldest son Qin Huaidao, who has been practicing martial arts for many years.
Whenever the Qin brothers made sour remarks about Li Zhi's strength, Li Zhi would blame his increased strength on his recent increase in appetite out of thin air.
Li Zhi is indeed very good at eating. This phenomenon started when he woke up a few months ago.
To be precise, after a trace of gray gas was released from the weird pocket gun and filled up the meridians of Li Zhi's body, Li Zhi's body seemed to become a black hole of energy.
He eats three meals a day, and the amount he eats at each meal has increased two or three times compared to before. Except that his body has grown taller and stronger, he has not gained much weight.
This was also one of the reasons why the eldest grandson Wugou wanted to give a gift to the Qin Mansion. He said it was for Li Zhi's food expenses, but he was not necessarily being polite.
"Uncle Qin, I am a 'Heavenly Leakage Body'. As the name suggests, I am born with an inability to store internal energy in my body. When I was injured last time, Zhang Anan, the eunuch in charge of the palace, also gave me internal energy to heal my injury, but it was like a mud cow drowning in the sea. The trace is gone.”
"So my nephew thought that Uncle Qin's body was overwhelmed due to the expansion of internal energy. If my 'Heavenly Leaking Body' could eliminate Uncle Qin's physical strength, would it solve the root cause of your injury? "
"After the internal energy is dissipated, you must first strengthen your foundation, condition your muscles and bones, and then rebuild it in due course. Although it will take a lot of effort, it will be far better than your current situation. Your martial arts will also have a chance to reach its peak."
Qin Qiong was not surprised at all that Li Zhi could say these words. After all, he had mentioned his own injury to Li Zhi more than once.
San Gong is his only way out, but he has never found a suitable way to do it. Innately, it can be regarded as a dual cultivation of life and death. Blindly dispensing Kung Fu will often lead to death.
"How confident are you, Your Highness?"
Qin Qiong also asked the question, and she didn't even realize it was funny.
He is a majestic "half-step martial arts master" who is one of the best in the world. When he encounters such a problem, he actually asks a seven-year-old child for advice?
In fact, Li Zhi himself was not sure. It was true that he studied medicine and had at least more than a thousand years of experience compared to people of this era.
But he had only seen the "San Gong" thing in novels. How could such a thing happen in reality?
The reason why Li Zhi dared to bring it up to Qin Qiong was because he knew that Qin Qiong's current situation was very bad, and he would really travel westward if he was not careful.
Whether in history or in novels, Qin Qiong died of injuries and illnesses, and Li Zhi is now regarded as a living doctor.
The most important thing is that Li Zhi blindly trusts the strange pocket gun floating in his dantian.
In fact, since the last time it devoured the internal force input by Zhang Anan and the energy transformed by Sun Simiao's "Heart Protection Pill", this pocket gun has never moved again.
It's like falling asleep completely.
If he couldn't clearly "see" it floating in his Dantian, Li Zhi would doubt whether this gun really appeared.
In this weird Tang Dynasty, first the "Heaven Leaking Body" and then the Dantian Hanging Gun, I am afraid that no matter how bizarre things happen, Li Zhi can accept it.
Qin Qiong could see the changes in the past few months, so how could Li Zhi not know about it?
Since Qin Qiong still believes that he has a "heavenly leakage body", it seems that the true situation in his body is covered up by mysterious power.
With no other choice, Li Zhi could only attribute all the changes to the pocket gun suspended in his dantian.
With the lessons learned from the past, Li Zhi felt that anything that could increase energy would definitely stimulate the pocket gun. Including the increase in his food intake, it was probably the gun that was responsible.
"Uncle Qin, you can give me some internal energy first -"
Li Zhi didn't know how to persuade Qin Qiong, so he simply believed it by seeing it. He turned his back and asked Qin Qiong to try to input an internal force into his body.
Qin Qiong was a little confused, but still followed Li Zhi's instructions, raised his right palm and injected a shallow internal force into Li Zhi's body.
Sure enough, like a mud cow entering the sea, it disappeared without a trace in an instant.
However, Li Zhi could clearly feel that Qin Qiong's internal energy first traveled along his meridians and into his Dantian, then seemed to circle around the strange pocket gun before disappearing.
Then, there is no more...
Is it because this internal force contains too little energy?
Li Zhi couldn't help but think.
"Uncle Qin, what do you think?"
Li Zhi did not turn around, still keeping his back to Qin Qiong.
"Your Highness, you can indeed draw away my inner energy. Your 'Heaven Leaking Body' is really magical. I can't even feel where the inner energy has gone?"
"However, I am so domineering in my skills. Although His Highness has a special physique, can he really withstand it?"
The method worked, but Qin Qiong was worried about Li Zhi's health. Don't involve another Jin Dynasty in order to save Qin Qiong.
"Well, Uncle Qin, feel free to do whatever you want. If I feel bad, I can just remind you in time."
Li Zhi finally felt more at ease when he saw that the weird pocket gun was indeed effective, but he still didn't talk too much.
In this way, Qin Qiong began to transfer his internal power into Li Zhi's body again, from the beginning one by one, to gradually 10%, 20%, 30%...
Qin Qiong gradually accelerated the delivery of internal energy, and the swelling and pain in his body gradually subsided.
"Uncle Qin, don't worry about me, we can't give up halfway——"
With the continuous input of Qin Qiong's internal energy, Li Zhi could clearly feel that the agitation of the pocket gun seemed to be more "joyful" than last time?
Just think about it, Qin Qiong, a master in the realm of "half-step martial arts and divine connection", how can his skills be compared to that small "Heart Protection Pill"?
When Li Zhi felt that the internal force was slowing down, he realized that the pain in Qin Qiong's body was temporarily relieved. He was worried that he would just give up, so he couldn't help but give advice.
Logically speaking, this should have been an extremely dangerous thing, but Li Zhi himself became a bored spectator at this time.
Watching "helplessly", Qin Qiong's internal force continued to enter his body, then reached his Dantian, and was then swallowed by the weird pocket gun.
This time is not short. It is not yet noon in the morning when Li Zhi enters Qin Qiong's room. Now the sun has turned to the west, and this unique "dispersion" is still going on.
In fact, neither Qin Qiong nor the weird pocket gun in Li Zhi's body seemed to have considered that Li Zhi's health was still too poor and never dared to use his full strength.
Zhang Ziyan and the Qin brothers had been waiting outside the room for a long time. Their strict tutoring prevented them from daring to go in rashly.
However, through the gap in the door, the three of them could still vaguely see the scene inside the house. Just because they couldn't hear Qin Qiong's moan for a long time, the three of them believed Li Zhi.
After lasting for more than three hours, most of Qin Qiong's power had "dissipated", and his skin color and aura finally returned to normal.
At this moment, Qin Qiong's skill suddenly leaked out at a faster speed.
"This is?……"
Qin Qiong and Li Zhi were both shocked.
Qin Qiong was worried whether Li Zhi's body could bear such a fast speed?
What Li Zhi is worried about is that if this continues, Qin Qiong will not be killed by him, no, it should be by that weird pocket gun, right?
At this time, Li Zhi was completely powerless. Even if Qin Qiong wanted to slow down or remove his palms, he could no longer do it.
"Your Highness, you?——"
"Uncle Qin, I...I also know——"
