Chapter 281 Anger


    The tall evil cultivator was startled when he heard this and shook his head.


    He dared not touch the bad intentions of the Fourth Head of the House.


    "Then this fat man will die."


    Then he asked, "Do you want to feed me directly? It''s also a little bit of trouble?"


    "If this monster wants to eat humans, it will have eaten it long ago. It is not our turn to feed it. It is very picky and does not eat human flesh."


    "It''s strange." The tall evil cultivator was a little surprised.


    “Not.”


    Two evil cultivators threw out the fat man''s body and began to clean up the blood in the room.


    Soon they discovered the formation at the chain of demon-binding demons, which seemed to be much darker.


    The tall evil cultivator frowned and said, "Is this formation broken? Or is it someone tampered with it?"


    The ink painting on the beam of the room was a little shocked, thinking about whether to kill these two evil cultivators.


    There are so many formations he has used to tamper with and withering in Heishan Village.


    Generally, formation masters will not go to check if they draw a formation well unless the formation fails.


    After all, there are so many formations of all Heishan Village, he can''t even check it.


    But if these two evil cultivators find that the formation is passive and then report to the third leader, the evil cultivators will find clues left by the Mohua Removal Formation.


    Even if they can’t see ink paintings, they will be more careful.


    If Mo Hua wants to inquire about the news, it will not be so convenient.


    Mo Hua measured the strength of the two evil cultivators in his mind to see if they could solve them here.


    He can''t do it alone, and there is this big tiger.


    He cooperated with the big tiger and secretly attacked, killing one first, and then dealing with the other together, which would probably be solved.


    The short evil cultivator also stepped forward and looked at the formation and asked, "Do you understand the formation?"


    "I don''t understand." The tall evil cultivator shook his head.


    "Then what did you say? You pretend to understand very well?"


    "But this formation is indeed a little different?"


    "What''s the difference?" said the short evil cultivator, "Isn''t it just a formation? I look the same."


    "How can this be the same?" The tall evil cultivator was still struggling.


    The short evil cultivator whispered, "Watch your stupid mind, if something really happens to this formation, can this tiger demon lie here honestly?"


    The tall evil cultivator was stunned for a moment and nodded, "It makes sense."


    He glanced at the tiger demon.


    The tiger demon was hanging his head, lying honestly, looking weak.


    The tall evil cultivator couldn''t help but say, "Isn''t this monster quite honest? How could he suddenly bit that fat man to death?"


    "I guess it was the fat man who did something that made the monster angry and lost his life. This kind of thing happens often, and the newcomer doesn''t know the world is rich..."


    The tall evil cultivator nodded.


    After that, the two stopped talking about anything and focused on scrubbing the blood on the floor.


    Mo Hua felt relieved when he saw that they were not confused about the formation.


    Fortunately, these two evil practitioners are "former blind" and know nothing about formations, otherwise they will have to work hard.


    Mo Hua looked at the big tiger again and thought to herself that you should be blessed, I can only help you here. Whether you can run for life depends on yourself.


    The tiger demon lowered his head and hummed softly.


    It seems as if I really heard what Mo Hua said in his heart.


    Mo Hua shook her head. This big tiger is so clever.


    Another day later, everything he should have done was almost done, so Mo Hua considered whether to go back.


    The fat monk died of the pit, Kong Sheng got his jade pendant, and the maps of Heishan Village were almost done, and some information that could be found and ink paintings were also found.


    The more confidential information, the evil cultivators in the front village may not know, and the Mo Hua from the back village is not very brave.


    That’s almost there.


    But before going back, there was one thing that was quite entangled in ink painting.


    That is the secret of the white-faced man''s fireball technique.


    He has been staring at the white-faced man for a few days and wants to steal his secret book, copy one by himself, and then return it back, so that he can''t tell anyone.


    But he stared at it for a few days and had no chance at all.


    The white-faced man has always carried the storage bag close to his body, and he also regards the secrets of fireball techniques as treasures.


    There is also Kong Sheng, it is easy to kill him, but it is a bit difficult not to leave any remaining feet.


    Mo Hua sighed.


    It seems that I can only find a way out in the future.


    At night, the scarred face and the white-faced man were still vigilant, roasting the fire around the fire, eating unpalatable meat and drinking unpalatable wine.


    The ink painting was still invisible and listened.


    He plans to go home tomorrow and listen to the corner of the wall tonight to see if he can find out some new news.


    Scarfaced two people were drinking and chatting.


    Either it’s complaining, dirty words, or some meaningless nonsense.


    There is no new information.


    Mo Hua was a little tired. Just when he was considering whether to leave tonight, he heard Scarface and the other two chat about practicing evil skills.


    The white-faced man sighed first, "My ''spirit slave'' is dead. It''s so unlucky. I''m going to raise another one."


    Scarface sneered: "Are you sucking hard?"


    "No matter how cruel you are, can you be as cruel as you?" The white-faced man was unhappy, "What did you pick your ''furnace''?"


    "No matter what, aren''t you dead?"


    "Life is worse than death, and it is better to die."


    "What, sympathize?" Scarface looked at him with a smile.


    The white-faced man said, "I am not like you, I don''t know how to be polite. If I learn to collect supplements, I will love her well..." Scarface sneered, "What are you pretending to be your mother?"


    The white-faced man didn''t think he was offended, and he laughed at him. After a moment, he suddenly said strangely:


    "This woman has a Taoist couple, can she be willing to let you pick it up?"


    Scarface smiled and said, "I threatened her husband. If she doesn''t obey, I will make her husband die a bad death."


    "She compromised for her husband and asked for it. Every time she begged me afterwards, she would not torture her husband."


    The white-faced man also smiled and said, "You are such a beast."


    Scarface''s eyes looked greedy and smiled ferociously.


    The white-faced man took a sip of wine, and suddenly said with a "huh" in surprise, saying:


    "No, didn''t this woman''s husband be killed by you?"


    Scarface laughed wildly, "Isn''t that?"


    "I really have you..."


    …


    Mo Hua''s expression gradually became colder, and he couldn''t listen to the words behind him.


    Mo Hua got up and left, followed the dark road and walked to a corner of Heishan Village. In the corner were some simple houses, and some innocent monks were imprisoned here.


    There are not many female cultivators living in Heishan Village. Mo Hua searched for a few rooms and found the woman whom Scarface mentioned.


    The woman was locked in a house alone.


    The furnishings in the house are simple and there are some simple food. The woman has no chains on her body and is not restricted from freedom, but she cannot leave the room.


    The night was dark and the cold moonlight shone into the room from the window.


    The woman was lying numbly on the bed, her hair was messy, her clothes were torn, her body was covered with bruised scars, and her appearance was weak and miserable.


    She didn''t shed tears, as if the tears had dried up.


    Suddenly she slowly got up, took out the wooden hairpin at the head of the bed, and looked at her heart, but she thought of something, her hands trembled and she couldn''t take it.


    After a while, she seemed to accept her fate and lay down numbly again, but she held a sachet tightly in her hand, making her knuckles turn white.


    A pair of beautiful mandarin ducks are embroidered on the sachet.


    Mo Hua remembered that his mother told him that this was a token of love between Taoist couples.


    She should be worried about her husband''s safety.


    Even if you are tortured and lose your dignity, you are still persisting in living.


    But her husband is dead, and the days she will have endless torture and pain.


    Her persistence is just to endure the torture.


    Mo Hua wanted to save her, but she couldn''t save her at all.


    He has insufficient cultivation and his magic is not strong. Although he can hide and trap enemies, he is not good at killing.


    It was too long before he went out to call for help.


    This woman can''t hold on to that time.


    Mo Hua was in a low mood, sighed and said softly, "Your husband is dead."


    The woman heard this and said in a daze: "Really?"


    Her voice was hoarse, but it was not surprising. The couple was united, and they might have felt something long ago, but they were unwilling to admit it and still sought a glimmer of hope.


    "That scarface said it personally."


    "Is that..." The woman''s tears that had already dried gradually surged up again.


    "He is already...dead."


    The room was silent, and the woman was crying without a sound.


    "Thanks."


    The woman said slowly, he didn''t know who the person was talking, but he heard the voice very tenderly, maybe he was a child.


    How could the child appear in this place?


    This dirty and terrible place.


    Maybe it was the boy under the celestial throne who couldn''t bear to see me suffer, so he told me the truth.


    Are there really immortals in this world?


    If there are really immortals in this world, I don’t ask you to save me from the sea of ??suffering, I just want you to let the **** person sink into hell.


    The woman made a wish silently, then held the sachet in her left hand and the wooden hairpin in her right hand, and stabbed her heart vein hard.


    The blood dyed her clothes red, like poppy in the night.


    The woman slowly closed her eyes with a peaceful and free look.


    "Husband, this life is too hard. If there is a next life, let''s become Taoist couples again."


    She murmured in her heart before closing her eyes.


    Mo Hua looked at him silently, his little face was sad, and then he felt boundless anger.


    The damned people in this world are still alive, and the damned people who should live well die miserably.


    The moonlight is cold, and the eyes of the ink painting standing in the dark night are even colder.


    He decided to kill the scarface before going back!


    Thank you for your reward~


    ??In addition, there are a few things to be said in the plot.


    ??This book tends toward traditional fairy tales. In terms of plot, there will be both "immortals" and "heroes", and it will not be a plot that will always be tempted to cultivate immortals.


    There is also Heishanzhai, although it is dangerous, ink paintings are not considered "dish".


    ??He just had a weaker attack, but his functionality was full, and his concealment, control and body movement were all considered the ceiling of the Qi Refining Stage.


    So it is not as dangerous as it seems.


    ??Last point, this kind of thing is not considered a routine text, the plot is actually related to the front and back. Some things, halfway through the writing, some people start to complain, but there is actually no need.


    There will be three updates today, but I will finish posting it earlier.


    ??I posted a recommendation before, and the subscription has increased a lot, thank you everyone~


    Finally, I wish you all good health and happiness.


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    (This chapter ends)