Chapter 262 Clues


    The bald man relied on his sharp body skills and had no taboos in Daheishan. The reason why he was caught was entirely because of the disgusting water prison technique that restrained his body skills tightly.


    The person who casts the art has strong spiritual consciousness and superb magic, both fast and accurate.


    Bald Tuo thought that even if this person was not a foundation-building monk, he was also a Diansi of the Dao Tingsi, or an experienced spiritual master of the Taoist.


    Instead of killing, he used water prison techniques to trap himself repeatedly and play with him like a cat and rat.


    It is either because of personal grudges or for the reward from Daotingsi.


    He has done countless evils over the years and has countless causes and effects. It is possible for anyone to deal with him.


    But he never expected that this little devil was playing with him in his palm? !


    Where did this little monster come from?


    The bald-headed gaze was both vicious and incredible.


    Mo Hua looked at him with a smile, "Do you know who I am now?"


    “I remember.”


    The bald Tuo pulled open the corner of his mouth and smiled bloodily, "I remember your appearance. If I can escape, I will come back and kill you!"


    Mo Huayiran was not afraid: "After entering Taoist prison and being sentenced to death, don''t have such daydreams, wait for death with peace of mind."


    "If you really escape, you will get as far as you go. Do you dare to come back to find me? Are you looking for death?"


    Mo Hua''s tone was calm and there was a hint of contempt in her eyes.


    The bald man was furious and his face twitched, but he had no words to argue.


    He knew in his heart that this little devil was right.


    Now he has not been able to escape from the little ghost''s palm, and it will be even harder to say in the future.


    What''s more, in his impression, this little ghost has excellent body skills, is smooth and does not touch his hands, coupled with his deep spiritual sense and accurate and weird water prison technique.


    It is difficult to kill him, but it is even more difficult to escape from him.


    The bald man thought for a while, and suddenly sneered, "What are you trying to ask me when you are here?"


    "Yes." Mo Hua did not hide it.


    The bald man sneered, "I fell into your hands and wished I could kill you. Now I am dead, how can I answer your question?"


    Mo Hua said indifferently: "I am just humiliating you, it''s okay if you don''t answer, I''ll just ask someone else."


    "By the way," Mo Hua seemed to think of something, and then said, "I will speak out at that time, saying that the famous and infamous bald man fell into the hands of me, a thirteen-year-old monk. I used magic to play with my spell for a long time, like a rat, hiding from the ground, and I couldn''t escape..."


    The bald man spurted out blood, "Do you dare?!"


    "What''s there to dare?"


    "You are asking for trouble, and your own sins will seek revenge on you." The bald man said angrily.


    "You are all in my hands, let alone other monks."


    Mo Hua held his right hand with a hollow, condensed into a water prison, and said with a smile: "I will wait for fishing at that time, catch one by one, catch one by one, and catch one by one. If you dare to mess with me, don''t even think of running away!"


    Bald Tuo gritted his teeth, "I am dead..."


    "Diet is not a whole lot." Mo Hua said again, "Think about it, if I tell you this, you will become a joke at that time. The nearby Daotingsi, demon hunter, and even those sin cultivators will make you happy."


    "They will ridicule you, say you are a waste, you can even fall into the hands of a child, and you will also call you stupid and call you a pig''s brain."


    Baldhead coughed and bleeding from his mouth.


    Mo Hua sighed, "You see, you may not be purified after death. If you are scolded for doing bad things, you may not care about it, but if you are scolded for being stupid and incompetent, it will not be able to stand it..."


    As Mo Hua spoke, his eyes lit up, "I forgot to tell you that there is a Fushen Building in the city and a storyteller in the building. I have someone make you a story and let that storyteller make every day..."


    Bald Tuo said loudly, "Stop!" After a while, he compromised, "I said..."


    The ink painting is still a little unsatisfied, "I haven''t finished talking yet..."


    The bald man said angrily: "You ask, I say everything!"


    He will die if he dies, but he will become a laughing stock. It is absolutely impossible to let these miscellaneous monks enjoy their fun!


    The several stewards who were escorting the bald heads were stunned when they heard this, and their eyes were a little shocked when they looked at Mo Hua.


    Zhang Lan was not surprised, but she was also a little moved.


    He is worthy of being with Elder Yu. This is even more powerful than a knife, and he can be punished directly.


    When someone uses a knife to kill someone, your words will hurt your heart... ???Mo Hua saw that the bald man was honest and asked:


    "Does anyone sell pills in the caravan you robbed recently?"


    "have."


    “How many pills are there?”


    "Not many, just dozens of bottles. Their business is complicated and they don''t just sell elixirs."


    Mo Hua and Zhang Lan looked at each other, and they were a little surprised.


    That caravan was indeed not from the bald calamity.


    "Then do you know Kong Sheng?" Mo Hua asked again.


    "Who is Kong Sheng?"


    "The young master of the Kong family."


    The bald Tuo sneered, "What kind of good guy can the Kong family be? I haven''t seen it before."


    Mo Hua was speechless for a moment. You Jiu Xiu and the Kong family were not good things, and they even disliked each other...


    "The young master of the Kong family may have died at the hands of you, the criminal cultivator."


    “So what?”


    Mo Hua asked, "Don''t you have a deal with the Kong family?"


    Bald Tuo coughed, "We are practicing sins and doing things according to the spirit stones. Whoever gives the spirit stones will have the final say. Without the spirit stones, what is the Kong family, and what are the young masters? I''m upset and I''ll kill you."


    Mo Hua nodded, roughly understood, and then said:


    "I''ll ask you the last question, where is this map drawn?"


    Ink painting took out the sloppy map of handwriting from the storage bag and spread it in front of the bald man.


    The bald Tuo suddenly looked up, his eyes were shocked, "Did you find the secret?"


    "Yes."


    The bald man murmured, "How is that possible..."


    Mo Hua said strangely: "How is it impossible? This secret structure is not hidden deep."


    "The secret structure is hidden in the cave, and there is a formation outside the cave..."


    "I solved that formation." Mo Hua said lightly.


    The bald man was almost vomiting blood and said, "Why are you still a formation master?"


    Then he also understood, no wonder his spiritual sense was so strong.


    And the formations he encountered were all drawn by this little ghost himself.


    Mo Hua looked at the bald man with a bad expression.


    I thought to myself that he wanted to scold again, so I pulled out a thousand-pound stick and smashed his mouth!


    The bald man dared not scold him anymore. His eyes twitched, and then his expression gradually became depressed.


    The cave was found and all the property inside was gone.


    That''s the wealth he saved for decades of murder and robbery. Even if he can escape by chance, he will have nothing.


    Mo Hua raised the map in her hand again, "Can you tell me now?"


    Baldhead completely gave up.


    Now, there is nothing worth hiding.


    Bald Tuo sighed, "This picture is from a good brother of my past years..."


    "We are all sinful cultivators, drinking together, eating meat together, killing people together, and being wanted by Dao Tingsi together."


    "He regarded this map as a treasure. I wanted to borrow it to see it. If he didn''t give it to me, I poisoned him in his wine and took the opportunity to kill him and seize the map."


    "I regretted it after killing it. This map is sloppy and the pointing is unknown. I don''t know what it is. I have been studying it for decades, but I still have no idea. What makes me most heartbreaking is that because of this broken thing, I lost a good brother..."


    The ink painting was completely speechless.


    (This chapter ends)