Chapter 5 Moshan
Moshan is a demon hunter at the eighth level of Qi Refining. He uses hunting monsters and stripping monster materials to make a living. It sounds quite majestic, but it is actually very hard and has great risks.
Most monsters in the cultivation world are far stronger than human cultivators, and hunting is extremely difficult.
Generally, monsters of the same realm require at least five to ten monk teams to hunt, and they may not be successful. Even if the hunt is successful, some of the more precious parts of the monster are easily damaged during the battle, and they cannot sell many spirit stones. In the end, the income will be distributed according to the contribution of teammates. The spirit stones distributed are already relatively small.
If you are accidentally injured again, the pills for treating the disease will also be a considerable expense, and it is likely that you will not be able to make ends meet. Once seriously injured, it is often difficult to make a living by hunting monsters.
Mo Shan is burly and has a personal cultivator, with a heroic face and a clear edge. Judging from the age of a monk, he is not yet middle-aged. However, because he hunts monsters all year round and sleeps in the open, his face is already covered with some hardships.
After Mo Shan entered the door, he put down the knife and the fur of some unknown monster carrying on his shoulders, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
The coat he wore was worn and covered with blood, some fresh and some dull. Most of them were the blood of monsters, and they were himself or companions.
This time the monster hunting should not be very smooth, Mo Hua secretly guessed.
Mo Shan frowned unconsciously, his expression was heavy, and the blood on his clothes looked a little cold and resentful.
But this kind of hostility dissipated when he walked into the house and saw his wife, as if the soldiers who had experienced hard fighting returned home and removed their heavy and scarred armor.
Mo Shan''s voice was a little hoarse due to fatigue, but he still asked in a gentle voice: "Is it okay at home?"
Liu Ruhua packed his luggage for him, and took out a clean cloth towel to wipe his face, "Everything is fine at home, you don''t have to worry."
Seeing his face full of dust, he couldn''t help but say, "You should go out and take good care of yourself."
Mo Shan smiled, then looked into the room, "Is Hua''er back?"
"I just came back yesterday and the sect has also had the annual holiday. I should still be asleep now. I will call him. He wants to know that you are back, so I might be so happy."
Mo Shan looked at the blood on his clothes and the scars on his body, stopped his wife and said, "Let him sleep more. It''s not easy to practice in the sect. I''ll take a shower first, apply some herbs, and change into this outfit."
Liu Ruhua nodded and said, "Okay, then you can eat something first."
Moshan has been hungry all night long ago.
Liu Ruhua''s craftsmanship is very good. Although it was just some simple meals, Moshan still ate it voraciously.
When hunting monsters, they often sleep in the open air. When they are hungry, they eat some cold and hard dry food, and they are reluctant to eat fasting pills. When I went home and ate the food my wife cooked, I felt that all the hard work and fatigue were wiped out.
Moshan ate a lot, took another big sip of the fragrant and glutinous porridge, and breathed a long sigh. Liu Ruhua looked at the blood on his clothes and then said worriedly: "Is someone injured again this time?"
Mo Shan sighed, "I was injured three times, but Lao Chu was still seriously injured."
Mo Shan continued to talk about the monster hunting:
"Our group of eight people hunted a wolf demon who was more than meter tall. They had already trapped the wolf demon. When they slowly exhausted its demon power, they could kill it. Unexpectedly, most of the other demon hunting teams passed by, and most of them were newcomers. They had not even flowed a few times of blood, so they were bold enough to learn from others to pick up their bargains. When they took action rashly, they were eaten by the monsters alive..."
"That evil beast ate people and replenished his blood and went crazy. Old Chu and I fought all our spiritual power to kill the wolf demon, but it also suffered heavy losses. Old Chu broke one of his arm and bleeded a lot of blood. His vitality was severely damaged. I was afraid he couldn''t eat the hunting demon''s bowl of rice..."
Mo Shan said bitterly again: "Old Chu''s child is only two years old, and his wife only planted some fruits and vegetables to subsidize the household income. Now that she is seriously injured, she has to spend a lot of spiritual stones to treat the injury. Even if the injury is cured, the family of three will not know what to rely on for a living." Liu Ruhua also sighed and said: "Our family was in trouble before. Although Lao Chu was not rich, she still borrowed the spirit stones for us. There are also some spirit stones stored at home. Why don''t you give it to Lao Chu first, at least heal the injury first."
Mo Shan nodded, "The wolf demon has not taken action yet. He should have about 300 spirit stones sold. Then he will give Lao Chu more money. We will borrow some spirit stones for him and survive this time first, but..."
Mo Shan felt a little guilty, "Shu Xiu, who will enter the sect to practice next year... he originally wanted to kill the wolf demon, so he could make up a rough idea. Now this is happening..."
Liu Ruhua held Mo Shan''s hand and said, "It''s good that the family is safe. There is always a way to earn spiritual stones. I saved some of them in the restaurant and asked someone else to borrow some, so that Huaer will not delay her enrollment in school next year."
Mo Shan looked at his wife silently. The once young and graceful face had become a little haggard, and he felt even more blameless.
"Don''t do the errands in the kitchen. If the anger invades the body, it will damage the heart, lungs and meridians. Next year, I will find a few more people, kill more monsters, and earn more spirit stones, so that you won''t live such a hard time."
Liu Ruhua smiled with a smug look, and pointed to the hairpin on her finger, "What do you think is this?"
Mo Shan didn''t pay attention when he entered the door. When he looked closely, he found that the hairpin was different from what his wife usually wore.
"What is this hairpin?"
"The Huaer gave me it, and it was called a fire-removing hairpin. It can activate the fire of the stove. It is much refreshing when wearing the heart and lungs and meridians."
"Hua''er is really sensible."
Mo Shan felt both relieved and ashamed, "A husband, I haven''t given you a gift for many years..."
Liu Ruhua smiled and said, "Hua''er is your son, and you gave him a bento."
Mo Shan laughed and then smiled bitterly, "Practicing Taoism often talks about luck. My luck in this life may be to marry a wife like you and have a sensible son like Huaer!"
Liu Ruhua looked at her husband with anger and couldn''t help laughing.
Mo Shan looked at his wife''s smile and made up his mind to find a few demon hunters with higher cultivation after the New Year, find ways to enter the inner mountain, kill more monsters, and earn more spirit stones. He must not let his wife work so hard, and also find a way to give his son a good future.
Mo Hua heard what his parents said in the room, and he sighed when he was young.
When I was unaware of it, my parents had been enduring the hardships of practicing Taoism like this. Perhaps no matter which world, parents bear much more burdens than children imagine.
Even monks must be busy with spirit stones and livelihoods.
Monks and mortals seem to be different, but they seem to be no different.
Mo Hua sighed, and then silently pondered in her heart: "Is there any way I can earn spirit stones?"
(This chapter ends)