Chapter 443 Discovery


    Zhang Quan probably knew that he was targeted, so he was on the safe side and did not dare to enter the corpse village rashly, for fear of attracting the wolf into the house.


    I dare not "send the body" rashly, for fear of leaking the secrets.


    But he didn''t know that the "Wolf" had entered the room and was watching him on his roof at this moment.


    Mo Hua lay on the beam of the house, frowned and thought about it, and decided to give Zhang Quan another chance.


    During this period, if Zhang Quan sent the body, he would be able to live more time.


    Otherwise, Mo Hua will start immediately.


    The report of the Tingshi, gathered people, took the zombie village, grabbed Zhang Quan, sent him to the Taoist prison, tortured him, tortured him, and then slaughtered him, and gave an explanation to the mine cultivators who died at his hands and the female cultivators in Baihua Building!


    Mo Hua thought fiercely in her heart.


    Zhang Quanzheng was talking to the corpse cultivator and suddenly felt a chill behind him.


    He looked around and there was nothing, and couldn''t help but frown.


    "What''s wrong with the head?" asked the corpse cultivator.


    Zhang Quan was a little lost and shook his head, "Nothing..."


    But he was still very afraid.


    It seems that there is a powerful spiritual sense, staring at me coldly.


    "Isn''t it an illusion..."


    Perhaps it is because I have been hiding from Tibet these days and are used to it, so I feel a little nervous.


    Zhang Quan comforted himself.


    Seeing Zhang Quan''s appearance, Mo Hua was also a little confused.


    I just wanted to kill Zhang Quan, but Zhang Quan actually responded?


    Is Zhang Quan''s mind too sharp, or is it that the spiritual consciousness itself can intimidate or fear others?


    Then if the spiritual consciousness is strong, can it be directly condensed into the power of killing?


    In Mo Hua''s impression, I have never seen an example of a monk killing people with his spiritual sense.


    The blue-faced ghost in the visualization picture can parasitize the sea of ??consciousness and eat people''s spiritual consciousness, which is considered to be a spiritual consciousness to kill people.


    But that''s because it is a sneaky evil thought that can invade the sea of ??consciousness and hurt people''s spiritual consciousness.


    Ordinary monks seem to be unable to use this method...


    Mo Hua kept this doubt in her heart. Thinking that she had time in the future, she would ask Mr. Zhuang, and she still had to stare at Zhang Quan now.


    But in the following days, Zhang Quan was as cautious as ever and did not reveal a trace of clues.


    Ink painting is a little impatient.


    Just when he was considering whether to take action directly, take over the zombie village, or wait a little longer to see if there are any other clues.


    Zhang Quan discovered the needle in his body.


    It is the Sinan Zizhi in the Sinan Zizhi formation.


    The ink painting was made, and the formation was drawn was handed over to Bai Zisheng.


    When Bai Zisheng fought with Zhang Quan, he took the opportunity to stomp on him.


    There were three needles in total, one on the clothes, one on the hair, and one in the wound.


    The first two were discovered by Zhang Quan, but the third one was not yet.


    Zhang Quan took the corpse blood pill, and fought many times, fled in a panic, covered in wounds.


    Back in the village, there were many things to do, so I could only take a simple rest, and my injuries were healed slowly.


    When Zhang Quan was cleaning the wound, he suddenly felt something abnormal. Some meridians spread qi and were slightly stagnant, as if something was mixed in the flesh and blood.


    Zhang Quan took out the dagger, cut the wound again, and picked out the silver-white fine needle between the flesh and blood.


    Mo Hua couldn''t help but sigh as he saw him picking out the fine needle.


    Zhang Quan took a breath.


    Why do he still have it? ? !


    When did this needle happen?


    Zhang Quan felt cold in his heart and looked shocked.


    "That little guy, don''t you already know my location?"


    Or maybe he won’t... have already entered the zombie village, right? !


    Zhang Quan immediately stood up, frightened to death.


    The zombie village was discovered, and it was even possible that it would be sneakily caught in!


    That little ghost''s hidden technique is extremely clever.


    Such an incredible thing is not impossible.


    Zhang Quan immediately shouted:


    “Come!”


    A corpse cultivator walked in and bowed and said, "He is the leader."


    Zhang Quan pointed at him, his voice trembling slightly:


    "The whole village is martial law! Then go search!"


    "Search me carefully in the village, inside and out to see if anyone is infiltrated!"


    The corpse cultivator looked surprised, "This..."


    Zhang Quan looked anxious and kicked him, "Go **** quickly!"


    The corpse cultivator then said in panic: "Yes."


    "etc."


    Zhang Quan called him again, then took out a wooden box, put the fine needle into the wooden box, and handed the wooden box to the corpse cultivator, and ordered:


    "Look for someone and throw this wooden box away... no, throw it into the river, the turbulent river, let it flow down the river..."


    "Yes!" The corpse cultivator took the order.


    In just a moment, the entire zombie village became noisy.


    The corpse cultivator took the robbers to patrol and search.


    Every room, every coffin, and every corner, does not fall.


    Mo Hua shook her head, feeling a little regretful.


    He is not afraid that Zhang Quanneng will discover himself.


    In the entire zombie village, all the monks, no one has the spiritual consciousness that is stronger than him, so naturally he cannot see through his concealment.


    Moreover, the Walking Zombie Village is a copycat, with many buildings and many formations in the village.


    In such places where there are many formations, the ink paintings that are good at drawing arrays and resolving arrays are like fish in water. They have their own advantages and are not afraid of them looking for them.


    What a pity for Mo Hua is that Zhang Quan will definitely not send the corpse to the death again.


    I had no way of knowing who drew the formation for him to refine the corpse.


    Moreover, the martial law in the village is strictly prohibited, and the corpse cultivator is vigilant. If he wants to take the village off, it will take more trouble.


    Mo Hua frowned and thought about what to do next.


    Zhang Quan was still suspicious.


    For a moment, he felt that Mo Hua not only touched the zombie village, but even entered his secret room, and was secretly looking at him in secret at this moment.


    Zhang Quan burst into cold sweat and shook his head repeatedly.


    impossible!


    No matter how deceitful that little devil is, he cannot be so outrageous.


    At most, you can touch the periphery of the village...


    Or maybe, I just knew the approximate location and had not had time to chase after me...


    At this moment, Zhang Quan hoped that the corpse cultivator could find the traces of the ink painting, and hoped that they could not find it.


    Soon some people came down to report: "The leader has traces."


    Zhang Quan was shocked, "What are the traces?"


    "The formation seems to be passive."


    "Formation?!"


    Zhang Quan suddenly opened his eyes wide.


    That little kid does know the formation!


    "Hurry, take me to see." Zhang Quan went out with the corpse cultivator.


    The black painting on the beam touched his chin and thought, "Where did I show my hands and feet?"


    Mo Hua remembers that his hands and feet were quite clean this time.


    He was curious, so he followed him quietly to see what he had missed. Next time he would pay attention to it, check for the omissions and make up for the shortcomings, and improve his methods.


    A group of people in the zombie village were looking for ink paintings noisy.


    And Mo Hua followed Zhang Quan not far behind him, stepped on the roof of the zombie village, and walked to a wall.


    The formation on the wall does have traces of correction.


    Mo Hua looked at it and his expression suddenly became clear.


    I did understand the array patterns here and then re-draw a few strokes, but I was a little careless and drew a few less array patterns. It was nothing on weekdays, but it was exposed when I looked closely.


    Ink painting takes it as a warning in his heart.


    The formation is rigorous. Even the most superficial formation must be meticulous and not careless.


    Mo Hua understood it, but Zhang Quan didn’t understand it.


    He frowned and said, "What has this... done?"


    The corpse cultivators looked at each other.


    How do they know?


    They are corpse cultivators, corpse refiners, and they can''t draw formations...


    Zhang Quan cursed: "A bunch of waste! Please come and take a look."


    After a while, someone invited Yan Teachong.


    Teacher Yan took a look and asked in a plain manner, "What''s wrong with this formation?"


    Zhang Quan asked, "Has someone tampered with it?"


    Teacher Yan nodded, "I saw that the formation here was old, so I strengthened it."


    Zhang Quan frowned, "You drew it?"


    "Yes." Teacher Yan nodded and then said in confusion:


    "Is there anything wrong with this formation?"


    This question stopped Zhang Quan.


    He must know that if there is any problem with this formation, he will not ask Teacher Yan.


    But he still felt that this formation was a bit strange.


    At this time, a corpse cultivator suddenly said, "Since you said it was used for reinforcement, why is this wall vulnerable?"


    After saying that, he cut a knife at the wall, and there were obvious marks on the wall.


    This is because Mo Hua solved the formation, the original formation failed, and the walls had no blessings for the formation, which was easy to leave a knife mark.


    Teacher Yan was not panicked at all, but glanced at the corpse cultivator indifferently, "I haven''t finished drawing yet, how can it take effect?"


    The corpse cultivator was stunned.


    Teacher Yan pointed to the knife mark on the wall again and said, "You can repair this wall later. You can make up for the same way as before the chopping, otherwise I will not be able to draw the formation."


    The corpse cultivator was embarrassed and didn''t know what to say.


    Zhang Quan glared at the corpse cultivator fiercely, clasped his fists at Teacher Yan and said:


    "Mr. Yan doesn''t blame me for being reckless."


    Teacher Yan nodded slightly.


    After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Quan''s eyes flashed slightly and asked again:


    "Mr. Yan, do you think there will be someone sneaking in in this copycat?"


    Teacher Yan frowned, "How can I escape?"


    Zhang Quan was slightly stunned, "This..."


    Teacher Yan said unhappily: "There are formations I set up inside and outside the village. If the formation is not broken, mosquitoes cannot fly in, let alone a monk?"


    Zhang Quan said: "That man has a bit profound achievements in formation..."


    Yan Zhixi''s expression was solemn and said coldly:


    "What the head of the family implies is that I, Yan, am not good at learning skills? I can''t compare to others in the formation?"


    Zhang Quan smiled awkwardly, "Why did you say this sir..."


    Teacher Yan snorted coldly and said arrogantly:


    "It''s not that I, Yan, boasted. Although I have not yet established a grade, I have already achieved the achievement of a first-grade formation master. In Nanyue City, the formation is higher than that of my cultivators. It''s not that there is no cultivator, but I can''t help but break my formation without any emotion!"


    After saying that, he glanced at Zhang Quan, "Does the head of the family look down on me, Mr. Yan?"


    The formation master''s temper is indeed stinky and hard, and he can''t offend him.


    Zhang Quan complained in his heart, but he still said politely on the surface:


    "Mr. Yan is so serious, I''m just in case."


    But Zhang Quan felt relieved after Teaching Yan said this.


    Then he kicked the corpse Xiu and said, "Apologize to Mr. Yan."


    The corpse cultivator had no choice but to lower his hands and said, "Please forgive me for your crime."


    Teacher Yan''s face cleared slightly.


    Seeing this, Zhang Quan smiled and said, "Sir, I want to ask for a question."


    Teacher Yan nodded and said, "Please say, the head of the family."


    Zhang Quan said: "If someone is good at hiding and wants to get into my zombie village, how should he prevent it?"


    Teacher Yan was slightly shocked, but his expression was still as usual, and he said lightly:


    "What a trick to hide is worth mentioning."


    Zhang Quan was very happy, "Please give me advice."


    Teacher Yan said: "It is best to use the development array. Under the development array, the monks have nowhere to hide and hide without attacking themselves."


    "But this development array is difficult, and there is no corresponding spiritual ink in the village. It is too big to be wary of, and it is not convenient to arrange it, so it is not very suitable."


    "The best way is to use the dust array."


    "When you are clothed in the gate and around the village, any monk who hides in will be seen through his tracks..."


    "Okay!" Zhang Quan praised, "I deserve to be Mr. Yan."


    He has never heard of the development array, but he knows the appearance of the dust array.


    There are many dust arrays in Baihua Tower to prevent those prodigal sons who have special hobbies from peeping at sex.


    Zhang Quan said: "I wonder if you can ask Mr. Yan to set up some dust arrays in the village?"


    Teacher Yan asked:


    "Who are you setting up a dust array to guard against?"


    Zhang Quan seemed to be smiling, "I don''t have to worry about this gentleman."


    Yan Xiexi was unhappy and pondered for a moment, but nodded slowly and said:


    "Since the head of the family has given me, I will naturally obey it."


    Zhang Quan breathed a sigh of relief and said happily:


    "Then Mr. Yan will be there."


    Teacher Yan also bowed.


    After dealing with Zhang Quan, Master Yan breathed a sigh of relief.


    Then he looked at the formation on the wall and looked dazed.


    This is...resolving the formation?


    This kid, Mo Hua, can even unlock the formation?


    And looking at this technique, I was very skilled and obviously very skilled, and I must have worked hard.


    Teacher Yan was a little lost in his mind.


    The formation I had put in a lot of effort and carefully drew was easily solved by this child...


    Teacher Yan shook his head, feeling shocked and relieved, and couldn''t help but murmur:


    "How did the child''s formation have I learned?"


    (This chapter ends)