Chapter 241 In danger
Yu Chengwu took two monks in black to Elder Yu and locked them in a closed room to torture and interrogate them to see if he could find out what he could ask.
Mo Hua was also a little curious, so he followed him to see the fun.
Yu Chengwu asked inside, while Mo Hua sat outside with Elder Yu to drink tea.
After a while, the screams in the room stopped. Yu Chengwu came out, with some blood stains on his body, but it was not his own, and his expression was thoughtful.
Mo Hua''s eyes lit up, "Have you asked something?"
Yu Chengwu looked at the ink painting and didn''t want to answer.
Elder Yu said lightly: "Tell me."
Yu Chengwu thought for a while and said:
"The two of them confessed that they are sinful cultivators."
"Cultivation of sin?" Mo Hua was slightly stunned.
Elder Yu explained: "It refers to a monk who violated the law of the Dao Court, committed a serious crime, and was wanted by the Dao Court."
"What crime did they commit?" Mo Hua said curiously.
Yu Chengwu shook his head, "They didn''t say it. I guess the blame is quite serious. If I say it, it''s a death. I didn''t ask. After all, we are not Daotingsi, and this is not ours."
Elder Yu said, "Is there anything else?"
"Yes." Yu Chengwu nodded and said, "According to the two of them, there were more than twenty people in their group, most of whom were guilty of crimes. They were wanted by the Dao Tingshi and were desperate, so they gathered together to kill people and rob, and earn some spirit stones."
Elder Yu snorted coldly, "A bunch of beasts."
Mo Hua asked: "What should we do?"
Elder Yu said, "Send these two miscellaneous items to Daotingsi first. If you are really wanted, you can still receive some rewards. What after that..."
Elder Yu put down the teacup, thought for a while, and said, "First see what Dao Tingsi does. The arrest of the censorship is the business of Dao Tingsi. If they don''t speak, it''s not convenient for us to interfere easily."
"But if you encounter it in the mountains, don''t be polite. If you can, do it. If you catch it alive, you will get rewards from the Daotingsi. If you can''t catch it alive, you will slaughter it and throw it into the valley to feed the monsters."
"A group of miscellaneous people, living is a waste of spirit stones!"
Elder Yu cursed again.
Yu Chengwu nodded, but frowned, "I doubt those two people and didn''t tell the truth."
Elder Yu raised his eyebrows, "What do you say?"
"This type of monks is all old-fashioned when they are hilarious in the world of cultivation. They have half-true and half-false in their speech habits. He said that more than 20 of them may actually be more. He said that they gathered together and killed people and robbed people, and the plot may not be so simple."
Elder Yu nodded, "You pass on this matter. The demon hunters who have entered the mountain during this period are careful, be more careful, and act according to the opportunity."
"Yes." Yu Chengwu bowed.
Elder Yu also instructed Mo Hua: "You should be more careful. If nothing is done, don''t go into the inner mountain. Even if you want to enter, you should keep more gods."
"Don''t worry." Mo Hua nodded.
Uchiyama still needs to enter, but we must be more careful.
Otherwise, at the speed of his drawing formation, he would quickly use up the spiritual ink.
The first-grade late-quality spiritual ink is too expensive to buy with spirit stones.
Although the ink painting is not short of spiritual stones now, it is only compared to the Qi Refining Period. If you want to build a foundation, you still need a large amount of spiritual stones, and these spiritual stones must be saved in advance.
After that, the demon hunter went into the mountains to hunt monsters and became more careful.
As long as a demon hunter enters the mountain, Yu Chengyi or Mo Shan must take Si Nan compass to patrol nearby.
Once a battle occurs, confirm immediately and respond in time if there is danger.
After seven or eight days like this, we were all at peace.
Although they also met several suspicious monks, they only dared to take a look from a distance and then retreat silently.
This sun-ink painting was as usual. After putting out the blood of several monsters, she sat by the stream to wash her hands alone. After washing hands, when I looked up, I suddenly saw heavy fog filled with it, and no one was seen within a hundred feet.
Mo Hua felt a stern, and something was going to happen.
He released his spiritual consciousness. In the fog, there was extremely thin light blue spiritual energy mixed with strong miasma and thick mist.
These things are mixed together, mottled and chaotic, hindering the perception of the spiritual consciousness.
Mo Hua remembers Mo Shan’s instructions.
If you encounter heavy fog, don’t walk around rashly, otherwise you will be unable to save your life if you go into the mountains.
But just staying there is a bit of danger.
Ink painting took out the pen and ink, drew several formations nearby, and covered them with earth and stones to hide the traces. Then he felt relieved. Then he sat cross-legged in the middle, patiently waiting for the fog to dissipate.
Half an hour later, the fog suddenly dissipated.
The heavy fog in the inner mountain comes and goes quickly.
Mo Hua packed up his things and was about to leave when he suddenly saw a monk covered in blood running towards him in the distance.
When the monk saw Mo Hua, he looked shocked and shouted anxiously: "Run!"
Mo Hua recognized this blood-covered monk, Ji Li!
Ji Li''s face was pale, covered in scars, and his breath was weak. Before he could run a few steps, a big man in black rushed over and slashed his back with a knife.
Blood was like a spring, and Ji Li gradually collapsed on the ground, but he was still looking at the ink painting and murmured:
“Hurry…run.”
The man in black looked at Ji Li with disdain, then turned his head to look at Mo Hua, and his voice hoarse, "Do you know me?"
Mo Hua nodded.
The big man smiled grimly and said, "Okay, there is a companion on the way to die."
After saying that, he walked towards the ink painting with great strides.
After walking a few steps, the man suddenly frowned and looked down, and saw Ji Li''s blood-filled hands holding his trousers tightly, preventing him from walking towards Mo Hua.
Ji Li wanted to say something, but she couldn''t speak, and only coughed up a mouthful of blood from her throat.
The man in black smiled contemptuously, stepped on Ji Li''s hand, and continued to walk towards Mo Hua.
And Mo Hua still stood there blankly, motionless.
"Are you scared?"
The man in black sneered in his heart.
No wonder, it is normal for such a older child to panic and lose his mind when he dies.
The man in black showed cruel eyes and continued to walk forward.
Just as I was about to step into the ink painting, a trace of doubt suddenly came to my mind:
How did this older child survive in Uchiyama?
There are monsters in the inner mountain, miasma, heavy fog, poisonous swamp, and all kinds of sinful practices that they do evilly.
This child is alone and should have died long ago.
The man was a little confused, but he had already taken steps and stepped on the ground steadily.
Then the big man frowned and noticed something strange.
Something seemed to be broken under your feet, the sound was crisp and delicate, it sounded like a spirit stone, and it also felt like spiritual energy flowing.
From the corner of my eyes, the stone under my feet was slightly shining with red light.
The big man looked up again, but found that the Mo Hua had retreated, his expression was as dull as before and there was no such thing as before. His little face was calm, and there was a hint of joke in his clear eyes.
The big man was confused at first, and then suddenly woke up, "Not good!"
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(This chapter ends)