Chapter 850: Stealing the Voice (Add to update for the leader Mao Ni’s Night Boss~)


    finally!


    Let myself catch my braid...


    Mo Hua was very happy, but she was still calm on the surface, and just asked with a stern face: "What altar?"


    “The altar that offers offerings to the Lord of God…”


    “Where is it?”


    "At..." Mr. Wu was a little hesitant.


    Mo Hua kindly reminded: "Xiao Diansi has a bad temper. If you don''t say anything, he will open your chamber and break your stomach."


    Mr. Wu panicked and hurriedly said, "It''s in the inner hall of Dragon King Temple!"


    Mo Hua''s eyes moved slightly, and she suddenly shook her head and said:


    "What''s wrong, you didn''t mention any requirements or give any conditions. You just told the position of the altar so easily? There must be a problem..."


    Mr. Wu smiled bitterly, "The sword is in your hands. I am just a fish on the chopping board. How dare you make any requests? You can spare my life. If I die, I will not be able to be loyal to the Lord of God."


    Mr. Wu is still thinking about his "God Lord" when he is about to die.


    My brain is not sure what it is washed.


    Mo Hua shook her head.


    Xiao Diansi, who was standing beside him, pondered for a moment, and did not want to delay any further, so he pointed his sword at Mr. Wu''s throat. A trace of sharpness appeared in his narrow eyes, and said coldly:


    "You lead the way, go to the altar, and take out the fish bone token you hidden, and I won''t kill you."


    Mr. Wu was pointed at by a sword and said in a trembling voice: "Okay, I''ll take you there..."


    Mo Hua also wanted to go to the altar that she had been thinking about day and night.


    But as he looked at so many people, he had to pretend on the surface and said with great concern:


    “I’m afraid there’s a fraud…”


    Xiao Diansi shook his head: "It''s okay."


    Mo Hua said again, "This Mr. Wu may not have any good intentions. That altar may not be a good place..."


    Xiao Diansi said: "We have so many people and there are four golden elixirs. In this Dragon King Temple, we are not afraid of anything. As for Mr. Wu..."


    "Along the way, whenever there is any disturbance, I will ask Mr. Wu to die first."


    Mr. Wu''s cheeks twitched, but he didn''t dare to say anything.


    He only has the foundation-building cultivation level. If he does not become the dragon scale monster that is invulnerable to swords and guns and is invasive to water and fire, he will naturally not be Xiao Diansi''s opponent.


    Mo Hua then sighed and said, "I''m reluctant to do it":


    "Since that''s the case, let''s listen to Xiao Diansi and go to the altar to take a look."


    Xiao Diansi nodded and pointed his sword at Mr. Wu and said, "Please lead the way."


    Mr. Wu''s face looked ugly, but he had to bow his head under the eaves, and he could not agree at this time.


    "Everyone, follow me..."


    Mr. Wu looked around and bowed guiltily to the corpses of the temple guardians all over the ground, then turned around and walked towards the Yasha Hall.


    After entering the Yasha Hall, several Yashas with hands and feet, scales, strange faces and blue fangs stood on both sides of the road.


    When Mo Hua saw it, she muttered in her heart.


    The appearance of these yakshas is somewhat similar to the monsters that Mr. Wu turned into.


    Mr. Wu didn''t even look at these yaksha statues and continued to walk inside.


    After passing the Yaksha Hall and passing several more halls, we came to the nave of the Dragon King Temple.


    As soon as we arrived at the nave, blood was everywhere, and everyone''s expressions changed slightly.


    Looking around, most of the entire nave, the countless pavilions and pavilions have been demolished, with beams and woods collapsed, leaving only broken walls, empty, appearing messy and desolate.


    And the surrounding ground is also soaked with filthy blood.


    The blood is black and fishy, ??but it seems to contain abundant evil power.


    Mo Hua thought for a moment, took out a long iron stick of essence and soaked it in the water for a while, and when it was taken up, the iron stick had been corroded by the evil spirit, the iron was loose, and the inside was black and red.


    Mo Hua turned her head, looked at Mr. Wu, and asked:


    "Your blood is used to draw the evil formation?"


    Mr. Wu''s heart was beating wildly, but on the surface he was a little confused and panicked: "Young Master, what kind of evil formation, I don''t know..."


    "Aren''t you a formation master?" Mo Hua asked.


    "It''s true that I am a formation master, but I really don''t know about this blood."


    "What''s going on here? Why did it all collapse?"


    "This..." Mr. Wu looked hesitant.


    Mo Hua''s tone was slightly cold, "You can say you don''t know the people outside died in your hands and were eaten by you. But the temple here was demolished like this, obviously it''s not a matter of one day or another. You are the head of the Dragon King Temple. Don''t tell me that you don''t even know this?"


    Mr. Wu jumped slightly and said, "According to the will of the Lord of God, this Dragon King Temple will be renovated, so the temple has been demolished and planned to be rebuilt, but..."


    Mr. Wu was helpless, "...Before the construction was started, such an accident happened. All the people guarding the temple died. I was like this for some reason. I really don''t know where the blood on the ground came from..."


    Mo Hua frowned and said nothing.


    Xiao Diansi''s eyes were indifferent, he glanced around and said:


    "Forget it, it''s useless to say this. Let him lead the way quickly. Find the altar and get the fish bone token. It''s important to leave this ruined temple."


    Mo Hua nodded and said nothing.


    Mr. Wu was also at peace and led the way in front.


    It’s just that the blood on the ground is **** and dirty, and the monks cannot get involved. Therefore, they have to find another way among the broken walls, which will take some more time.


    All the way, I finally passed through a ruined nave and passed through the scarlet blood.


    After passing the nave, there was a gate standing in front of me.


    The gate is five or six people high, with a temple eaves above its head, wide and thick, with murals engraved on it. Between the two doors closed, there is a hideous sheep''s head with a huge stone lock.


    The sheep''s head was open, majestic and terrifying, and he bit the two doors tightly.


    This is the gate that separates the nave and the inner hall.


    It is also a big door that isolates the altar.


    Mo Hua looked at the hideous and terrifying, but familiar and friendly sheep''s head, and faintly sensed that behind the sheep''s head gate, the heart was thumping and salivating.


    He stopped pretending and asked Mr. Wu directly:


    “How to open the door?”


    Mr. Wu said, "This door is not easy to open..."


    "Don''t talk nonsense." Mo Hua had a straight face.


    "well…"


    Mr. Wu said repeatedly, muttering to himself: Why did this little devil look alert just now? He is a little anxious now?


    Along the way, this little devil is really too shrewd.


    He can pick out any small matter.


    Those eyes were as clear as water, and occasionally deep as abyss. When he stared at them, he felt uncomfortable all over.


    Mr. Wu didn''t dare to deceive him, so he said:


    "It takes some time to open this door... It was originally necessary to prepare one day in advance before the sacrifice, put on offerings, burn incense and tell the Lord God, and ask the Lord God to give his will and obtain his grace, so that the door can be opened..."


    Mo Hua frowned, "You can explain it more clearly."


    “Yes, yes,” said Mr. Wu, “simply put, it is to place offerings and sacrifices to others. After one day, if the Lord of God is grateful, the door will naturally open.”


    "Why does it take so long for a day?" Mo Hua asked.


    Mr. Wu smiled bitterly, "This is the rule of the Lord of God. It takes one day to open this door. As for why... I am just a servant of the Lord of God, how can I know..."


    Mo Hua frowned slightly, but said nothing, but said:


    "Then you open the door now."


    Mr. Wu said in a difficult situation: "Open this door and ask for sacrifice..."


    "Who is the one who died?"


    “It is to live people and use this as a ''life'' to open the door…”


    Mo Hua said indifferently: "Stop telling me about these things that are not available. I just need to open the door and find a way for the others."


    "If you want to get someone, you can get the dog. If you can''t get it, you can kill yourself and give it to you as a ''human''."


    Mr. Wu smiled bitterly, but his heart was so angry that his teeth were itchy.


    This little devil is really hateful!


    Sooner or later, you will be punished by God and will die without a place to bury it!


    Mo Hua is not used to this Mr. Wu either.


    He has dealt with such a deep-minded master, "charlatan", and knows what kind of virtues they have.


    If you don’t force them, you don’t know what methods they have hidden.


    "Hurry up and open the door, don''t play tricks, otherwise you will be broken!" Mo Hua threatened.


    Xiao Diansi on the other side also pressed his long sword in his hand, staring at him fiercely.


    Mr. Wu sighed and did not dare to be perfunctory anymore. Instead, he walked to a statue on the side of the gate, turned the mechanism, and took out three boxes from the belly of the statue.


    The box was engraved with a formation, and the Mohua could tell at a glance that it was an ice-like formation, probably for refrigeration.


    Mr. Wu opened the box, and there were three beating hearts in it.


    These three hearts are not known to be human or demonic, nor to how long they have been stored, but the blood is still fresh and it is still trembling slightly when taken out of the box.


    Mr. Wu placed these three hearts on the door, in the relief of the sheep horns.


    In an instant, several fangs appeared in the mouth of the sheep and bit the three hearts.


    Blood seeps out, along the fangs, is sucked into the mouth of the sheep''s horn relief, and then seeps into the surroundings of the relief, along the blood groove above, activates the surrounding strange patterns one by one.


    But this progress is very slow.


    "The blood trough is soaked, and this door can be opened." Mr. Wu said.


    When Mo Hua saw this door, she was indeed slowly opening. She nodded and nodded to make things difficult for Mr. Wu.


    Since the door is open, it will take one day.


    Before this, everyone could only wait silently. Some people still had injuries on their bodies and needed to find a place to meditate and rest.


    But the problem is that the group of people in Mo Hua are actually not all the people. Although they are peaceful on the surface, they still have grudges and suspicions between them. Therefore, when they were resting, everyone separated tacitly. They found a place to meditate and rest in the broken walls in front of the Yangjiao Gate, while staying alert and guarding each other.


    Mr. Wu was alone.


    Xie Liu, Shui Yanluo, and Xiao Diansi were together.


    Xiao Tianquan pondered for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking, and he was temporarily staying with Xiao Diansi.


    Ink painting naturally stayed with Gu Changhuai and Xia Diansi.


    As for Ouyang Feng and Hua Qianqian, he was also pulled by him and meditated near Xia Diansi to heal his wounds.


    Xiao Diansi saw it, but did not stop him. He just took a look at the ink painting and reminded him:


    "The one among this boy Tai''amen is my water poison. The poison on the girl in Baihua Valley is Guishui poison. In this Dragon King Temple, only I can eliminate the water poison, and only I can eliminate the Guishui poison..."


    The implication is to let ink painting not have any other thoughts.


    Ouyang Feng and Hua Qianqian are still hostages.


    Mo Hua felt a little tricky in her heart, but on the surface she just waved her hand casually, "I know, I know, don''t worry, Xiao Diansi, I won''t take them away."


    Xiao Diansi looked indifferent, and he turned around and left without seeing any joy and anger.


    Then Mohua found a clean place to let everyone rest.


    There are ruins surrounding it, which is quite safe. You can also see the sheep horn gate not far away, see the progress of the blood tank, and predict the time when the gate will open.


    Gu Changhuai and Xia Diansi sat on the ground, guarding Xiao Diansi and others.


    Ouyang Feng and Hua Qianqian meditated under the two guardians, one healing the wounds and the other suppressing the toxicity.


    I sat in Mo Hua for a while and then felt a little cold.


    This Dragon King Temple is in the middle of the Yanshui River, with water and cool air.


    It was fine when I was fighting and traveling before, but when I calmed down and sat on the ground, I felt a little cold.


    Mo Hua took out a warm blanket, wrapped himself up, turned his head and looked at Gu Changhuai and the others. After thinking about it, he took out a few more blankets and sent one by one.


    He often goes out and sleeps in the open, and a fluffy blanket in his storage bag is a must-have.


    This is still the habit he developed when he was traveling with his master, senior brother and sister.


    Everyone was a little surprised, but they didn''t refuse. They thanked Mo Hua. They took the blanket and put it on their body. Sure enough, they felt warm and couldn''t help but be grateful for Mo Hua''s care and considerate.


    After that, everyone had nothing to say and meditated and rested.


    The surroundings became quiet.


    Ink painting surrounded the blanket, while taking advantage of his spare time, he silently considered the matter of the Dragon King Temple in his heart.


    Some things that others don’t care about are, but they cannot ignore them.


    After all, the great dangers in the way of divine thoughts and the great crisis in the evil gods and demons have never seen them with their own eyes or experienced them with their own eyes, so naturally they will not understand them.


    And at first glance, the matter in the Dragon King Temple may not be much, but when you think about it carefully, there are too many disagreements...


    "Is the altar really behind this gate?"


    "Will there be other dangers inside?"


    "What happened to Mr. Wu? Is there any other bad water hidden?"


    "Where is the dragon blood?"


    "And what is the purpose of these broken walls...? What is the purpose of rebuilding the ground and rebuilding it?"


    “…”


    Ink painting recalls the little bits and pieces of the way, guesses the answer in his mind, and then confirms it back and forth.


    While thinking, Mo Hua was stunned and noticed a trace of abnormality.


    This is the aura of the formation?


    Someone is secretly setting up a formation?


    Who is it?


    He actually secretly set up a formation under his nose?


    Mo Hua quietly turned her head and secretly looked at it with the dim light in the Dragon King Temple. Only then did she realize that the person who set up the formation...


    It’s actually Xiao Diansi!


    Mo Hua was slightly shocked, and then she breathed a little more relaxedly.


    "The sound insulation array is arranged, not a dangerous killing array trapping array evil array..."


    I guess I want to whisper, for fear of eavesdropping.


    Download the ink painting.


    He continued to pick up his thoughts and continued to think about it, but as he thought about it, Mo Hua was stunned again.


    "Warring to me?"


    Mo Hua suddenly felt very curious and his eyes were slightly lit.


    Someone set up a soundproof array in front of him and said ulterior motives. How could he bear it?


    Mo Hua thought about it for a while, then secretly took out two blankets, wrapped his head, pretending to be resting, but his body quietly slid out of the blanket, and then used the hidden technique and sneaked away.


    Xia Diansi on the side watched Mo Hua slip away like this, and couldn''t help but open his mouth.


    Gu Changhuai was not surprised. He even tucked the blanket for Mo Hua himself, making the "blanket man" of Mo Hua more like it.


    Mo Hua hid herself, quietly approached Xiao Diansi, and stopped several feet away from Xiao Diansi.


    After all, Xiao Diansi is a golden elixir, so he didn''t dare to get too close.


    Mo Hua looked around, found a corner of the wall, squatted down, looked up and secretly found that Xiao Diansi was talking to Shui Yanluo in the range of the sound insulation array.


    The two of them looked solemn and their voices were low, and they were obviously talking about some confidential matters.


    "Confidential matter..."


    Mo Hua felt itchy for a moment. After thinking about it, she released her spiritual thoughts very "gentle" and perceived the sound insulation array on the ground.


    This sound insulation array is of the second grade.


    In the second-grade realm, you can only use the second-grade formation.


    Since it is a second-grade formation, it is simple.


    Mo Hua calculated a little in his mind and calculated the interval of the flow of spiritual power inside the sound insulation array. This interval is the "flaw" inside the formation.


    Then he took out a silver needle with a slight engraving technique and engraved the "Stealing Sound Array". He gently flicked the silver needle into the flaws of the sound insulation array.


    The silver needle is very light and the sound is extremely small.


    The sound insulation array is not only sound insulation from the inside to the outside, but also sound insulation from the outside to the inside, so Xiao Diansi did not notice it.


    Of course, he could not have imagined that someone could use this method to eavesdrop on his words.


    The silver needle that steals the sound breaks into the formation, and the ink painting takes out the corresponding silk thread and wraps it around the ear. In just a moment, you can hear the sound.


    At the beginning, the sound was a bit intermittent, and it became clearer later:


    "It''s not enough to succeed, but it''s more than enough to fail..."


    "…I have saved you once before, but I didn''t expect you to be so unhelpful..."


    “…If it weren’t for opening that thing, I wouldn’t bother to care about your life or death?”


    The ink painting was a little surprised when he heard this.


    Open...that thing?


    What?


    Mo Hua thought about it carefully for a moment and was shocked, "It''s not... Is it... Is it open the jail ban box?!"


    This smiling tiger wants to use the Water Hell to open the water **** box?


    Mo Hua was in a state of great emotion for a moment, and after a while, he calmed down and continued to eavesdrop.


    "Brother, it''s not that I''m incompetent. It''s really all kinds of changes. It''s too unexpected. It seems that every move has been plotted against by someone..."


    Shui Yanluo said in a deep voice.


    Xiao Diansi looked indifferent, "I don''t listen to excuses."


    Shui Yanluo kept silent and dared not say more.


    Xiao Diansi turned his head and looked at Shui Yan Luo, "Where is that thing?"


    Shui Yanluo''s face turned pale in an instant.


    Xiao Diansi couldn''t help frowning slightly when he saw the expression of Shui Yanluo. After thinking for a while, his pupils shrank, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, and said in a stern tone:


    "Don''t tell me...you lost it..."


    "Not lost," Shui Yanluo said tremblingly, "it''s just... it''s not in my hands now."


    Xiao Diansi''s eyes showed murderous intent and laughed in anger:


    "Okay, okay, you have great ability and you can throw away that thing. Have I warned you that your life can be lost, but there must be no mistake in that box?"


    Shui Yanluo gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, I was negligent and took the villain''s words for a moment. Then someone secretly plotted against him and snatched the box away."


    "I have tried my best to take back the box, so I will not let my elder brother down."


    Xiao Diansi frowned, "Who is in that box now?"


    Shui Yanluo said, "In... in the hands of that little ghost named Mo Hua."


    The ink painting that was eavesdropping couldn''t help but shrink her head.


    Xiao Diansi looked stunned, as if he didn''t hear it clearly, "Who?"


    "Ink painting..." Shui Yanluo whispered.


    “Which ink painting?”


    "That''s... the one I just talked to you, that... ink painting."


    Xiao Diansi opened his mouth, and for a moment, his expression was extremely wonderful.


    The person who robbed the prison box of the water jail was the one who wanted to take it as a hostage at first but failed to catch it. Then he walked along the way and made plans with him in consultation with him to capture Mr. Wu... that little devil? !


    This little devil stole his treasure, and then wandered in front of him for most of the day just like nothing happened.


    And I know nothing!


    Xiao Diansi is really at this moment, he has the heart to kill Shui Yanluo.


    ?Thank you Mao Ni for the reward of the boss at night~


    Thank you for your reward for your fellow practitioners who practice immortality and travel to Tianyu.


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    (This chapter ends)