Chapter 284 Danfang


    Feed the pig?


    Mo Hua was slightly surprised and slowly frowned.


    He has been shopping in Heishan Village for so long, and I don’t remember where I saw a pig...


    And what are these evil practitioners doing for raising pigs?


    It’s impossible to raise pigs and eat meat...


    What kind of pig is this pig?


    Is it a monster?


    For some reason, ink painting suddenly cared about it.


    He always felt that the word "feeding pigs" seemed particularly strange in Heishan Village.


    "Do you want to take a look?"


    Mo Hua looked up at the sky. It was just as night came, and it was a little dark.


    It was still early, so I went to take a look and then sneaked back while the night was late.


    This Black Mountain Village can’t stay there any longer.


    Mo Hua had decided on her mind, and then she hid her figure and quietly followed the scarred face.


    The scarred face put Kong Sheng into a sack, carried it in one hand, and walked along the way, blood dripping all the way to the door of the back village.


    Scarface pushed the door open and went in.


    But Mo Hua''s eyes narrowed and her eyebrows frowned.


    It turned out to be in the back village, no wonder he had never seen it before.


    "Do you want to go in?"


    The two evil foundation-building cultivators of the Third Head and the Fourth Head live in the back village. The hiddenness of the ink painting can be hidden from their spiritual consciousness for a while, but if you are not careful, it is easy to reveal flaws.


    At this moment, he heard Scarface talking to another old evil cultivator:


    "Is the third leader here? I''m sending things."


    Kong Sheng''s body is just a "thing" and is not even considered a human.


    Or perhaps, all the monks who died in the Heishan Village are just "things" in the eyes of evil cultivators and cannot be considered humans.


    Lao Xiexiu said hoarsely: "The Third Head Office has just gone out, and the Fourth Head Office is not here either, but the key is here with me. I will open the door for you."


    Mo Hua was stunned when she heard this, then her eyes lit up.


    If the two leaders are not there, he will be able to enter the back village.


    He had always wanted to know what the back villages of Heishan Village were, and he just happened to go in and take a look.


    Old Xie Xiu walked deeper with a scarred face, and finally stopped in front of a bronze-made gate with fangs and a gloomy and heavy face.


    Lao Xiexiu took out a white skull from his arms and stuffed it into the mouth of the bronze door.


    Above the gate, the blood-colored array patterns were brighter one by one, and the blood-colored red light flowed, gathering inward, condensed at the mouth of the beast.


    It was like blood flowing into the mouth of a monster.


    The monster drank blood, opened its mouth wide, and the door opened with a loud bang.


    Mo Hua looked at her eyelids twitching.


    This formation!


    Absolutely not a normal Five Elements Formation, or other regular Taoist practice formations.


    But the real evil formation!


    Those red lights are not demon blood, but human blood;


    That skull is not a demon bone, but a human bone.


    Learning the evil formation is like cultivating evil skills. It is clearly prohibited by the Taoist court, and once discovered, it is necessary to be punished.


    The gate is guarded by the evil formation, so what is behind the gate?


    Will there be a real secret of Heishanzhai?


    Mo Hua has long been confused. Is this group of evil practitioners really just looking for a place to live together?


    The boss has built Heishan Village and summoned so many evil cultivators. Does he have other purposes?


    Is this purpose hidden behind the door?


    Mo Hua suddenly became a little nervous.


    Old Xie Xiu pushed open the door and said to Scarface: "Get in."


    Scarface seems not the first time he has come. He nodded and then entered the bronze door with a sack.


    Lao Xie Xiu did not go in, but watched outside.


    His cultivation level is only nine levels of Qi refining, and he cannot see through the hidden art of ink painting.


    As long as the foundation-building monks are not here, these evil cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage are basically "blind" in front of Mo Hua.


    Ink painting first quietly releases its spiritual consciousness and peeks into the door.


    There is only Scarface behind the door, and there is no other trap-like formation.


    Mo Hua felt a little relieved, and then he took advantage of the fact that Lao Xie Xiu was not paying attention and did not make any sounds, and he also walked into the door carefully.


    As soon as I entered the door, **** smell came to my face.


    There was a faint blood mist floating in the air, and a dull rancid smell and disgusting smell came out.


    There is this smell behind the door, and it is not surprising that ink paintings.


    Heishan Village is full of this flavor, but it’s just that it’s heavier here.


    What surprised Mohua was the structure and decoration here.


    A huge alchemy furnace is placed in front of the hall. The alchemy furnace is white, like a bone.


    The ghost fire was burning below, swaying strangely, and the flames licked the alchemy furnace. I don’t know what was being refined inside the furnace, making a sizzling sound.


    There are also various medicinal materials placed around, with strange shapes and colorful colors.


    Some medicinal herbs even look alive, with strange stems and wriggling, leaves closing and closing, and occasionally screaming.


    The whole room is like an alchemy room.


    A **** and weird alchemy room where you are refining something.


    Just by looking at Mo Hua, I feel physically and mentally uncomfortable.


    "What pill are these evil cultivators practicing?"


    Mo Hua frowned and thought.


    Suddenly, I heard the voice of Scarface, "This pig is really disgusting to eat!"


    Mo Hua walked along the sound, and on the other side of the Dan Furnace, he saw Scarface and a huge pig demon in front of him.


    The pig''s feet are four people tall, with red eyes, saliva like blood, and mottled blood marks on his body.


    It looks ferocious, deformed, and weird.


    Scarface feeds Kong Sheng’s body to him.


    The pig looked stupid and seemed to know how to eat.


    Ink painting is a little confused for a moment.


    Just make alchemy, why do you have to raise a pig in the alchemy room?


    What is this pig used for?


    Before I could figure it out, Mo Hua suddenly felt a thrill in her heart.


    He sensed someone coming from his spiritual sense.


    The person who came has a hidden aura and is unfathomable. It is the third leader!


    Ink painting immediately used its lapse of water steps, turned the beam on the beam in three steps and lie honestly on the wide beam of the room, holding its breath and not daring to show its vigor.


    In just a moment, the Sanzhuan walked in.


    Scarface saw the Third Head Office, and looked awe-in-law and said respectfully: "The Third Head Office."


    When the third leader saw him feeding the pigs, he nodded and said, "You go down."


    "yes."


    Scar respectfully said yes, and then he left.


    Only the Sanzhuan and the ink paintings lying secretly on the beams of the house were left in the alchemy room.


    Mo Hua lay on the beam of the house, not daring to move at all, and couldn''t help thinking:


    "Didn''t these three leaders go out? Why are they back?"


    Could it be that there is nothing to do, and I went out temporarily. Now that I have finished my work, I am back?


    If these three leaders stay here, will they not be able to get out?


    Ink paintings are slightly cool in my heart.


    After a moment, there was no movement in the room. Mo Hua quietly stretched out her head and glanced down.


    The eyes flew past the alchemy furnace, and the pig demon saw the figure of the Sanzhu family again.


    Mo Hua was startled and immediately withdrew her gaze, buried her little head, and stopped moving.


    After a while, the Sandingjia seemed to have no reaction.


    "He didn''t notice my sight?"


    Mo Hua said in confusion.


    He stretched out his head again, glanced at the Sanding House secretly, and then quickly took it back.


    The third leader still had no response.


    I thought about it for a while and then I understood.


    Among the two Heishanzhai, the fourth leader has not strong spiritual consciousness, but his senses are sharp. Even if he looks at him, he instinctively notices it.


    The third leader is just the opposite. His spiritual sense is very strong, but he does not have the sense of almost keenness as a monster.


    So Mo Hua peeked at him, as long as he did not contain malicious intentions or murderous intentions, he would not notice it.


    Ink painting breathed gently.


    Just don''t notice it.


    Otherwise your situation will be even more dangerous.


    Then he was curious again, what was the three leaders doing in this alchemy room so late?


    Mo Hua poked out her little head again and looked at it quietly.


    The third leader sat on a cushion, calmed down and meditated.


    This is the same as what he always did.


    The third leader is calm and composed.


    But at this moment he didn''t expect that a little monk had sneaked into this impregnable black mountain village and this mysterious blood-colored pill room.


    At this time, the little monk was now poking his little head and peeking at him curiously.


    The third leader thought for a while and realized that his mind was peaceful and his spiritual consciousness was clear. He took out a picture from the storage bag and spread it in front of him.


    The third leader uses his hand to pick up the tricks, sit cross-legged, look at the drawing, and visualize in peace and mind.


    The ink painting is separated by the beams of the house. Only the three heads-in-law are doing, but they cannot see the content on the picture.


    Despite this, Mo Hua was still shocked.


    The Third Head really has a visual image?


    Is he looking like now? Could it be that he is comprehending the visual image? !


    (This chapter ends)