Chapter 149 Storm (second update)


    "Old Mo...Moshan, no, Brother Mo!" A demon hunter put on Moshan''s shoulder.


    "You said, with our friendship, I will put down my old face again and beg your son to draw a formation for me. Will he agree?"


    Before Mo Shan could speak, a demon hunter next to him said:


    "You have a big face?"


    "At such an old age, don''t think about making a living by relying on your face."


    Someone laughed and started to cheer.


    "Mo Shan, just say that how many spiritual stones can draw this formation will give me a thought."


    Mo Shan smiled bitterly and said, "I have to go back and ask my son. This formation should not be that easy to draw."


    Everyone thought about it and nodded.


    The formation that can block the attack of the first-grade monster in the late stage is indeed not that easy to draw.


    Another demon hunter secretly said to Mo Shan: "Your son, aren''t you engaged yet?"


    Mo Shan nodded, "He is still young."


    "It''s not too small, so you should consider this kind of thing as soon as possible."


    "What''s your idea?"


    The demon hunter smiled and said, "I have a daughter who looks good. Why don''t we get a relative?"


    "Mo Shan, don''t listen to him fart, my niece looks good."


    "Brother Mo, I must be anxious about this kind of thing. I ask me to wait a little longer. By next year, my daughter will be born..."


    "How old is your daughter? Shameless!"


    …


    Mo Shan looked at them and smiled helplessly.


    Although there were twists and turns in the monster hunting this time, it was still smooth overall and did not take much time.


    After everyone went down the mountain, they sold monsters, divided the spirit stones, and went home on their own.


    As the sky gradually became late, the street lights were lit one by one.


    Moshan walked through the familiar street, pushed open the familiar courtyard gate, and returned home.


    Liu Ruhua had already prepared the meal, and there were vegetables, beef and steaming rice porridge on the table.


    While having dinner, Mo Shan asked Mo Hua: "Did you draw a formation in the vine armor?"


    "Yes." Mo Hua held the white steamed bun in one hand, stuffed meat in his little mouth, and nodded:


    "I drew the golden armor formation!"


    "Golden Armor Formation? Is it higher in grade than the Iron Armor Formation?"


    "Yes, the effect is much higher than the iron armor formation."


    Mo Shan thought for a while and asked:


    "Some uncles in your demon hunting team also want to ask you to help draw this formation."


    "Yes, but you have to wait a while."


    Ink painting has to spend time learning new first-grade formations recently. When his formation level is stable, then go back to draw the golden armor formation to improve his proficiency.


    Mo Hua thought about it and added: "If you want to draw the golden armor array, they need to prepare some gold-type pens and ink, just give it some spirit stones, just treat it as a hard work."


    After all, the casual cultivator is not rich.


    Mo Shan felt relieved and smiled:


    "I asked them to prepare first. After a while, you will be able to draw for them when you have time."


    "Okay!" Mo Hua agreed, and then asked curiously:


    "Dad, is this golden armor array on the vine armor easy to use?"


    He wanted to know how effective the first-grade golden armor array was.


    Mo Shan was about to say "it''s easy to use", after all, Kui Mulang in the late-stage first-grade grade did not tear this set of vine armor.


    In his life, he has never worn a harder armor than this.


    But when the words came to his mouth, Mo Shan hesitated again.


    Saying "easy" means he is in danger in the mountains.


    And the dangers he encountered were never said in order not to worry his wife and children.


    Mo Shan hesitated for a moment and said, "It should be useful, but today the monster hunting went smoothly. I didn''t encounter any danger. I''ll talk about it next time I met it."


    Mo Hua nodded, which was a bit of a pity.


    But then I thought again, it’s always a good thing to not encounter danger. Whether it is a vine armor or a golden armor formation, it is all for reducing danger, but even if it reduces it, there are still dangers.


    The best situation is to avoid danger.


    Thinking of this, Mo Hua felt relieved and had a happy meal.


    As the Mo Hua was eating, he remembered another question: "Dad, how is Uncle Zhao?"


    Mo Shan frowned, "It''s not very good, I haven''t woken up."


    Old Zhao entered the mountain and was chased by unknown monks. On his way to escape, he fell into a cliff and was entangled by branches, and was then found by Mo Hua with his spiritual sense.


    Lao Zhao, whose life is hanging on the line, survived, otherwise it would be a lot of luck.


    "Is it done by the Qian family?"


    "There is no conclusive evidence, but it is almost impossible to tell the difference."


    Mo Hua thought for a while and said, "Did the Qian family chase Uncle Zhao to vent their anger or to cover up something?"


    "Elder Yu is investigating, but there are no clues. I guess this matter will be clear when your Uncle Zhao wakes up." Mo Shan sighed.


    Mo Hua was a little worried, "When will Uncle Zhao wake up?"


    Mo Shan touched Mo Hua''s head and said:


    "Don''t worry, Mr. Feng saw it and said that it was the past two days, and you can go and have a look if you have time."


    "Yes." Mo Hua nodded.


    The next day in the ink painting, I went to Xinglin Hall.


    Old Zhao, who was seriously injured and unconscious, was placed in a side room in Xinglin Hall.


    Lao Zhao''s wife is still pregnant and should not be tired. She can only take some time every day to see her husband.


    Elder Yu often comes over and often arranges people to help take care of Lao Zhao. However, although Lao Zhao''s life is fine, he has never woken up.


    When the ink painting came, I found that Elder Yu was also there.


    Elder Yu, who was originally as heavy as water, immediately became happy when he saw Mo Hua, "Mo Hua, you are here."


    "Well, I''ll take a look at Uncle Zhao."


    Mo Hua walked to the hospital bed and saw Uncle Zhao still lying on his face as white paper, and was a little worried. Then he asked Elder Yu in a low voice:


    "Elder, have you found out what happened to the Qian family?"


    Elder Yu hesitated for a while and lowered his voice:


    "I sent someone to check it out. In the past month, someone from the Qian family has been sneaking into Daheishan, sneaking and not knowing what they are doing."


    Mo Hua frowned, "I have entered the mountain, I seem to have never met them."


    "Most of them went there secretly while the night was dark, and they disappeared as soon as they entered the mountain, so they naturally couldn''t touch them. Not only you, but other demon hunters didn''t notice it." Elder Yu explained.


    Mo Hua thought for a while and suddenly said, "Did Uncle Zhao meet them?"


    Elder Yu nodded, "He went up the mountain that evening and might have happened to meet the Qian family. He may also know what the Qian family is doing, so the Qian family wants to kill people to silence..."


    Kill people to silence them!


    Mo Hua''s heart was thrilled.


    What exactly did the Qian family do in Daheishan? They wanted to kill people to silence them to cover up their traces?


    At this time, Mr. Feng walked in, and Elder Yu and Mo Hua stopped talking.


    Mr. Feng was holding a plate with elixirs, acupuncture and a small stove that was steaming.


    "Grandpa Feng, what are you going to do?" Mo Hua asked.


    "I use acupuncture to clear the meridians and stimulate the medicinal power, and he will probably wake up."


    "Oh." Mo Hua nodded frequently and looked at him curiously.


    Mr. Feng used a furnace to fumigate the medicine, extract the medicinal properties, and then used a golden needle to quench the medicine and stab into Lao Zhao''s acupoints.


    Lao Zhao''s skin gradually turned red, blood oozed out, and some messy spiritual power in his body gradually stabilized, and he suddenly opened his eyes.


    Everyone was overjoyed.


    Elder Yu looked a little relieved. Just as he was about to comfort him to "rest a good rest", his arm was suddenly grabbed by Lao Zhao.


    Lao Zhao''s breath was unstable and he couldn''t speak.


    But he still held Elder Yu tightly, gritted his teeth, and worked hard to say that sentence:


    “There is a spirit mine in Daheishan!”


    Elder Yu''s pupils vibrated when he heard this.


    (This chapter ends)