Chapter 88 Inquiry (first update)


    Mo Hua, who has experienced a day of trouble, wanted to go to bed early, but couldn''t sleep. After thinking about it, I went to the sea of ??consciousness and practiced the formation on the stone tablet all night.


    When drawing the formation, you will be more likely to calm down without distraction.


    On the second day, Zhang Lan found the ink painting.


    He sat on an Eight Immortals table in the corner of the restaurant, with several plates of wine and a pot of wine on the table.


    Zhang Lan poured a glass of wine for herself, looked at Mo Hua and said, "Tell me, what happened yesterday?"


    "What''s going on?"


    Zhang Lan curled his lips, "Don''t pretend to be stupid for me, Qian Xing''s business."


    "He bullied me, and then Brother Dazhu and the others helped, and they started fighting, and then you guys came." Mo Hua said lightly.


    There was a story, but there was no key content at all. Zhang Lan couldn''t help but say:


    "Don''t give me a careless eye. You use that formation."


    Mo Hua was surprised, "Uncle Zhang, have you seen it?"


    "I didn''t see it," Zhang Lan took a sip of wine. "If I saw it, how could they make them do this?"


    Mo Hua said in confusion: "Then how do you know that you are using formations, not spells?"


    After the Earth Fire Formation exploded, the spiritual paper turned into ashes. Except for seeing it with your own eyes, no one should have known that Mo Hua was injured by Qian Xing using the formation.


    "The rain leaves traces when it passes, and the geese leave sound when it passes. Anything that monks do will leave traces. If you can''t see it, it doesn''t mean that others can''t see it either."


    "What are the traces?" Mo Hua asked humbly.


    "The paper used for formations has left embers after burning, which is different from the ashes after burning other things. After the formation explodes, the remaining spiritual power and breath are also easy to distinguish. If you know how to do it, you can even tell which formation you are using. In addition, there are not many magics that can be used in the Qi Refining Period. Apart from magic, only talismans and formations have such power. Talismans are expensive and easier to identify. When you think about it, you only have formations..." Zhang Lan looked confident when talking about such things.


    "So that''s it," Mo Hua suddenly realized, "How do you erase these traces?"


    "The ashes of spiritual paper disperse when they encounter wind, melt when they encounter water, or use other array media to draw the formation directly, so there will be no remaining embers; the remaining spiritual power breath after the formation explosion can be artificially confused, but it doesn''t matter. Normal cultivators cannot distinguish the difference between the formation and the spiritual power of cultivators, and there is also..."


    As Zhang Lan talked, he realized something was wrong. He seemed to be teaching Mo Hua to "destroy the corpse and traces" after doing something bad...


    "What else?" Mo Hua was listening with relish.


    Zhang Lan coughed, "These are not critical, just say it, did you hurt Qian Xing?"


    "No." Mo Hua is not stupid, how could he admit it? He is just in vain.


    Zhang Lan looked disbelief.


    "Uncle Zhang, think about it, I''m only at the fourth level of Qi refining, how could I draw such a powerful formation?"


    "Well, this excuse is good." Zhang Lan nodded perfunctorily.


    "Yes," Mo Hua reacted as soon as he finished speaking and corrected: "This is a fact, not an excuse!"


    Zhang Lan said with a funny look: "Okay, okay, I understand. Don''t worry, I just want to know what happened, and I won''t really send you to Daotingsi for interrogation."


    "Do you Daotingsi don''t care?"


    "The Daotingsi is in charge, and it is impossible to distinguish right from wrong. Could it be that in your eyes, Daotingsi is in love with the aristocratic clans and the others?"


    "Yes." Mo Hua nodded honestly.


    It would be strange if the Daotingsi and the aristocratic family were not in a mess.


    Zhang Lan choked on a sip of wine, but after thinking about it, he couldn''t give any examples to deny it, so he had to prove his innocence: "Okay, there are indeed some slandering, but at least I''m not, this is OK."


    Mo Hua looked at him with some sympathy and whispered: "Uncle Zhang, are you excluded? So they won''t take you to play?"


    Zhang Lan''s head hurts a little and his heart is a little tired. He was about to defend himself, but suddenly realized that the topic was being pulled by this kid, and he had not finished asking what he wanted to ask.


    Zhang Lan glared at Mo Hua: "Don''t be in a hindrance, tell you about Qian Xing."


    "Oh." Mo Hua sat obediently, and he wouldn''t say anything anyway.


    But both of them knew this, but they just didn''t explain it clearly.


    Zhang Lan didn''t want to pursue it, so he said, "You are only at the fourth level of Qi Refining, and you really can''t draw such a formation, so the person who hurt Qian Xing must not be you."


    "Who might it be?" Mo Hua asked tentatively. Zhang Lan raised his eyebrows and said, "Qian Xing is powerful and blessed, and he must have offended many people. This time he caused trouble in the street, and a monk took the opportunity to attack secretly. As for whom he was taking action, he would take time to check..."


    Ink painting is very impressed. Those who can enter Daotingsi are indeed talents. You must learn more about this ability to tell lies with your eyes open.


    "Thank you Zhang Diansi for your hard work. I''ve invited this meal!" Mo Hua patted his chest and said generously.


    "Oh?" Zhang Lan said jokingly, "Since that''s the case, then two more plates of beef and two pots of fine wine!"


    Ink paintings are a little embarrassed: "The small business is almost the same."


    Zhang Lan couldn''t help laughing.


    "By the way, you have a marriage with Qian Xing? Why did he make things difficult for you?" Zhang Lan suddenly remembered and asked.


    Mo Hua thought for a while and said, "There is no holiday. He asked me to do something for him. If I didn''t agree, he would be so angry."


    "that''s all?"


    "Yeah." Mo Hua nodded, "He said he wanted to kill me, and threw me into the mountains and let the monster eat it bite by bit, so Daotingsi couldn''t find him..."


    "Fuck!" Zhang Lan slapped the table in anger. The other diners looked in the voice. Zhang Lan had to cough and concealed, "Good wine!"


    Mo Hua couldn''t help but say, "You smashed our table."


    The table was slapped by Zhang Lan, and there were several cracks.


    Zhang Lan would restrain his blood and spiritual power on weekdays, and he was angry for a moment, so he used some force.


    "Record the account, deduct it from my spirit stone." Zhang Lan said embarrassedly.


    Ink Hua just said casually and asked a question that I was puzzled by:


    "Uncle Zhang, Qian Xing, you won''t really kill anyone..."


    Mo Hua grew up so old that most of the monks I saw were busy making a living. Even if there was a fight, they were rarely killed with monsters and monks.


    So Qian Xing wanted to kill him when he had a disagreement. Mo Hua was still surprised. Moreover, Qian Xing said that he was lightly stating when he killed someone, and that he also hung people in the mountains and let monsters eat them one by one. If he hadn''t done it, he would probably not have been very sure.


    This is also the first time that ink painting has personally experienced the sinister and unpredictable hidden under ordinary daily life.


    Zhang Lan''s expression gradually became solemn, "It''s not impossible..."


    "Do Tingsi doesn''t care?"


    "Only if someone reports the case, the Dao Tingshi will be in charge. Only if there are clues will the Dao Tingshi will investigate. Only if the evidence is conclusive will the Dao Tingshi be convicted. Otherwise, they will either be unable to intervene at all, or even if they intervene, there will be no result, and they will be left in the end."


    What Qian Xing did was probably gone...


    Many people swear by me...


    This plot is not that bad either...


    ??Similar to daily life when I go home from school, I suddenly get blocked by the school bully. It is obvious that no matter what you say, I will not let you go, so the protagonist doesn’t want to talk nonsense.


    ??The protagonist''s formation level is already very strong compared to his peers. Although he will not cause trouble on his own initiative, it does not mean that he will be afraid of trouble.


    ??The protagonist solved his own problem and won, so naturally the adults took action to solve the subsequent problems.


    ??The demon hunter is united and protects his shortcomings. He fights with monsters every day and is also full of blood. Naturally, it is impossible to watch the demon hunter''s children be bullied.


    ??Not only the protagonist, but it is the same when it comes to other children.


    Besides, the protagonist has a wide connection. Alchemist, weapon refiner, Dao Tingsi, and his father can also speak in the demon hunter, as well as experts like Aunt Xue and Mr. Zhuang.


    In this case, why should he endure it when others bully it all the time?


    ??When you are not capable, you are cautious. If you have the ability, you are cowardly...


    ??In addition, although many people criticized, the first order and the follow-up order were actually OK. At least it was pretty good for one newcomer, and it was within expectations.


    ??That’s all, I will concentrate on typing, and the comments will be less interesting. If I get criticized too much, I really don’t want to write a single word...


    Finally, thank you for your support, today will be updated ten times.


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    (This chapter ends)