Chapter 291 Worry
Ink painting rushes quietly.
He was finally able to go home, and he felt a little relieved.
The deep mountains of Daheishan are almost the same as when they came, and they are still lush with trees and deep fog, making it difficult to tell the direction.
But unlike when we came, now every grass, every tree, a tree, a forest, a mountain and a stone are becoming clearer in the spiritual consciousness of ink painting.
His spiritual sense is stronger, he can see farther, and his perception is more subtle.
The fog array set up by the three leaders in the fog forest is like a road sign, clearly pointing the way for ink paintings.
The naked eye looks like a cloud of fog, but in the spiritual consciousness of ink painting, all roads are clearly distinguishable and clearly.
After walking for half an hour, Mo Hua approached the edge of the deep mountains.
Mo Hua stopped and frowned.
This is not the cliff he came here, so the road is not familiar, and there are many forks in front of him. For a moment, he didn''t know where to go.
At this moment, some sound seemed to be heard from the heavy fog in the distance.
These sounds are a bit mixed, as if there are many people shouting, which sounds very anxious, and it seems that they are shouting "Ink Painting"...
Mo Hua was stunned. He heard that these were the voices of the demon hunter.
The ink painting uses its lapse of water, speeds up its body movements, and rushes towards the sound.
In the thick fog, more than a dozen demon hunters formed a net and searched the deep mountains, looking anxious, and shouting the name of Mo Hua.
At this moment, they found someone in the fog.
The demon hunter''s face turned solemn, and the sword was unsheathed, and they all became alert.
The figure is getting closer and closer, and he is small in size, looking like a little monk.
Several demon hunters looked slightly happy, and the rest showed expectations.
When the figure approached, the fog dissipated, and I saw clearly the person’s appearance. On his pretty little face, his eyes were bright and bright.
They then confirmed that the person who came was ink painting.
Mo Hua greeted them.
The demon hunters heard the sound of ink painting again at this time. It was indeed ink painting, and it seemed nothing was wrong. They all looked happy and breathed a sigh of relief.
A demon hunter shouted happily: "I found the ink painting!"
Other demon hunters passed the message on.
After a while, in the thick fog, the voices of the demon hunter rang one after another.
"Found painting is found!"
"The ink painting is found!"
“Finally found!”
…
Mo Hua was stunned in place, feeling both moved and guilty in her heart.
It turns out that so many people care about him and even went deep into the mountains to find him.
He seems to have caused trouble for everyone...
Mo Hua remembered what Lao Xiexiu said to the Sanzhuan that night:
"There is movement on the demon hunter..."
“…There’s something wrong with Uchiyama…”
He was curious at the time what happened to Uchiyama.
It turns out that the biggest thing that comes out of Uchiyama is that he is missing.
The Qian family''s elder disappeared at that time, and the Qian family used all their family disciples to form a network, regardless of the dangers of the deep mountains, and went into the deep mountains to search.
Today''s demon hunters are doing the same for ink painting.
Mo Hua''s eyes were sour and she felt very uncomfortable.
After a while, Mo Hua felt sorry when he saw Elder Yu. He was about to say something, but was interrupted by Elder Yu.
"Let''s talk about it when you go back." Elder Yu said.
Elder Yu looked complicated. Although he was worried about Mo Hua and felt that Mo Hua was a bit rash in this trip, he also knew why Mo Hua went deep into the mountains, so he was unwilling to blame him, let alone say anything about him.
Not everyone has kindness and courage, and can take such risks for the casual cultivators in Tongxian City. Fortunately, the ink painting came back safely.
Elder Yu was calm on the surface, but he felt relieved in his heart.
No matter what Mohua found in the deep mountains, let’s talk about it later.
Elder Yu ordered everyone to go back.
So everyone gradually began to gather and slowly retreated from the deep mountains.
Only then did Mo Hua realize that there were more people looking for him in the mountains than he thought.
He can basically see any demon hunter who is familiar with him, and there are even some monks from Daotingsi.
Ink painting also saw Zhang Lan.
Zhang Lan was relieved when he saw that the ink painting was intact. He wanted to say something, but for a moment he didn''t know what to say, so he rubbed Mo Hua''s little head hard and rubbed Mo Hua''s hair messed up.
Ink painting knows that it is incorrect, so it doesn’t say anything.
When we arrived at the inner mountain, Moshan rushed over from the other side of the deep mountain.
Although he already knew that ink painting was safe, he was relieved only when he saw it with his own eyes.
Mo Hua lowered her little head and whispered: "Dad..."
Mo Shan was originally angry, but when he saw his son, his anger dissipated again.
He could only sigh, touch Mo Hua''s head, and said:
"Go and see your mother. She hasn''t closed her eyes these days..."
Mo Hua was surprised, "Mom is in the mountains, too?"
Mo Shan nodded.
Mo Hua followed Moshan and saw his mother Liu Ruhua in a camp in Neishan.
Liu Ruhua stood at the camp gate waiting for him, with a thin body and a haggard face. Her originally gentle eyes were full of anxiety. The moment she saw Mo Hua, she burst into tears silently.
Mo Hua''s nose felt sore and she shouted, "Mom..."
Liu Ruhua ran over without waiting for Mo Hua to say anything, hugged Mo Hua tightly in her arms, and her arms were still trembling.
She hugged her very tightly, afraid that in the blink of an eye, the ink painting in her arms would suddenly disappear again.
These days she was so anxious that she couldn''t sleep, but no matter how everyone looked for it, she could never find Mo Hua''s figure.
She was afraid that she would never see her child again, and she was afraid that one day, and she just wanted to see Mo Hua for a glance.
Liu Ruhua hugged Mo Hua for a long time, and her mood was getting better.
Mo Hua felt guilty and apologized: "Mom, I''m sorry..."
Liu Ruhua breathed a sigh of relief with tears in her mouth and shook her head:
"You are young in the grade, but you already have a lot of skills. You know how to distinguish right from wrong and have your own ideas when doing things. I don''t blame you."
"But you must remember that there are still many people in this world who care about you. No matter what you do, you cannot worry everyone. No matter what you have, you must let your parents know."
Mo Hua nodded solemnly, "Mom, I remember it!"
Liu Ruhua looked at Mo Hua''s beautiful face and clear eyes, and was reluctant to leave her, and told her again:
"And it is, no matter what happens, you must protect your life."
"There are thousands of treasures in the world, but to parents, you are the most unique treasure in the world. Even if you practice Taoism and become an immortal, it is not as important as your safety."
Liu Ruhua''s eyes were gentle and deep.
Mo Hua felt even more guilty.
He thought he had considered his parents'' feelings, but he never expected that he actually didn''t understand anything.
He guessed that his parents would be a little worried, but he never expected that his parents would be so worried.
In this world, children’s concern for their parents is far less than that of parents’ concern for their children.
Next time you do things, you must not worry everyone, let alone parents.
Mo Hua thought silently, and then said to Liu Ruhua seriously:
"Mom, don''t worry, I will definitely live well, live for a long time, and live until I become an immortal."
"You and your father will be able to achieve enlightenment and immortality for a long time!"
Liu Ruhua didn''t take it seriously, but she was still very relieved.
She wiped her tears, rubbed Mo Hua''s little face, and said with a smile:
"Okay, then that''s it!"
(This chapter ends)