Chapter 941 Old Friends


    Mo Hua looked at the one in front of him again, looked at the gentle and elegant middle-aged monk, and said in surprise: "Are you a member of the Shen family?"


    Middle-aged monk bowed and said, "Below, Chen Xiuyan."


    Mo Hua silently remembered this name and asked, "Are you an elder of the Shen family? Do you care about the affairs of Gushan City?"


    The middle-aged monk named "Chen Xiuyan" shook his head, "The affairs of Gushan City are not my own. I am the elder of the Xiaoling Sect."


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    The aristocratic family bullies the casual cultivator.


    But the family is also fighting each other.


    Not everyone in the big family is doing well.


    "Young Master Mo," Chen Xiuyan looked at Mo Hua deeply again, and then he said a little uneasy, "Why are you looking for me?"


    He forgot all the words "Mo Hua" before, and he had no impression of them at all.


    Everything about ink painting is also shrouded in a layer of fog, dust sealed in the corner of memory.


    Chen Xiuyan was almost instinctively and didn''t want to think of it, let alone remember it.


    Until today, I saw ink painting with my own eyes. The cause and effect were turned and the dusty memories were revealed, Chen Xiuyan remembered the name "ink painting" and the little things related to ink painting.


    At the same time, he remembered another "ink painting".


    The monster "Ink Painting" rumored by major sects in Ganxuezhou.


    The leader of the state’s formation.


    The formation of Taixu Sect is evil.


    Chen Xiuyan gradually connected these two people together.


    The clever and weird "little kid" who encountered in the Nanyue City corpse disaster and the Lizhou City damaging disaster is now the leader of the formation who has been studying thousands of geniuses.


    The world changes, and the world changes.


    Chen Xiuyan was shocked and felt incredible.


    The identity of ink painting is mysterious and its origin is also unfathomable.


    Therefore, Chen Xiuyan was really scared when Mo Hua came to him, and he didn''t know what Mo Hua was going to do.


    Mo Hua casually said, "I want to ask a little bit, the matter of the Shen family is not a big deal."


    Chen Xiuyan naturally could not believe it.


    As Mo Hua''s identity, there will never be any trivial matters with him.


    Chen Xiuyan was silent for a moment and kindly reminded him, "Young Master... I am from the Shen family."


    The Shen family members will naturally protect the interests of the Shen family.


    It is impossible to disclose the family’s secrets for the sake of an outsider.


    "I know," Mo Hua whispered, "But are the interests of the Shen family your interests? Are the members of the Shen family your relatives?"


    "What does some interests have to do with you in the hands of other Shen family members?"


    "Some people are destined to be elders of the Gandao Sect when they are born, but you can only be a teacher in the Xiaoling Sect..."


    "This sentence was like a demon''s whisper, and Chen Xiuyan''s heart was shaken.


    It’s not a family, so you don’t enter the whole family.


    But even a family has their own homes.


    The bigger the aristocratic family, the more so it is.


    Interest entanglement, uneven distribution, intrigue, intrigue... These are the norm.


    Ink painting is correct at all.


    But Chen Xiuyan was still a little hesitant.


    He didn''t want to be involved with ink painting anymore. This kind of irrelevant cause and effect cannot be contaminated at all. The farther he can hide, the better.


    Mo Hua looked at him deeply and said slowly, "Do you still remember what happened in the ruined temple that night?"


    Chen Xiuyan''s pupils shrank, and he felt a gust of cold wind blowing, and his bones were trembling.


    The scene in the ruined temple gradually came to my mind again.


    That was about ten years ago, when he, Old Man Wen and Young Master Yun chased the clues of the man, they arrived outside the city where demons were dancing. Seeing that the sky was getting late, they stayed in a dilapidated temple outside the city.


    The night was drowsy, and the three of them were drowsy.


    But for some reason, Old Man Wen began to starve in his abdomen and chewed his fingers as "fasting pills"; Young Master Yun took out his sword and stabbed him in his heart;


    He himself also took out a knife, slashing his neck with one knife at a time, and blood flowed... As if he had suffered a terrifying nightmare.


    Over the years, he occasionally had this nightmare. In the dream, he cut his neck over and over again, cutting blood all over the ground.


    Even the head was cut off and fell to the ground. The headless body was still cutting its headless neck bit by bit...


    The blood was dripping, **** and bloody.


    This dream is too real, too terrifying, and has no end.


    Half-dream and half-awake, Chen Xiuyan would be a little dazed and even a little suspicious.


    Now that I saw the ink painting, I recalled it little by little, and completed the karma and effect, and the things that happened back then gradually became clearer.


    Chen Xiuyan frowned, endured his palpitations, recalled for a while, and then realized it.


    I was indeed saved by this young man back then.


    Otherwise, he would have died in the dilapidated temple outside Lizhou City without clarity.


    I don’t even know how to die… ??Mo Hua saw that he knew clearly and said, “It’s not that I’m pursuing kindness, but that all things in the world have cause and effect. I saved your life, and you do something for me. This is cause and effect. If you have cause and effect, but don’t repay it, it’s easy to get into trouble.” ?Mo Hua’s expression is serious.


    Chen Xiuyan was shocked.


    The affairs of cause and effect of heaven are something that Old Man Wen often says in his mouth, and he didn’t believe it very much.


    But ten years ago, in order to "change fate against the will of heaven", he sought opportunities and went to such a muddy water. There were some things he didn''t believe in.


    He still remembered that the corpse disaster in Nanyue City was not related to him at that time, and he didn''t want to pay attention to it.


    But after Old Man Wen had done his fortune, he said in a divine manner that there was a terror in the future and life and death were unpredictable. If he could save the monks from Nanyue City, or even the state, and make good relationships, he might have a glimmer of hope in the future when he encountered a desperate situation of life and death.


    The three of them stayed in Nanyue City and helped suppress the corpse disaster.


    It was this corpse disaster that they met a little kid named "Mo Hua".


    This is the reason.


    And this result is just in the death disaster of the ruined temple.


    If the corpse chaos is not calmed down and the ink painting is not recognized, then in the dilapidated temple, the ink painting will not save them. The three of them will die without a place to bury them.


    "Cause and effect, good and evil, drink and peck, Mr. Zhuang gave us a chance to make a decision, which is equivalent to giving us a glimmer of hope..."


    This is what Old Man Wen said.


    Chen Xiuyan listened to him and didn’t feel anything, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the mystery here was really profound.


    "Cause or effect..." Chen Xiuyan looked at Mo Hua silently again.


    Memory gradually loosened, and some scenes gradually became clearer.


    In the dilapidated temple, under the firelight, the ink painting''s eyes were bright and the little face was blushing. The scene of roasting fish and sweet potatoes in the temple appeared in his mind again.


    It''s obviously a cute picture.


    Chen Xiuyan''s heart for some reason had a hint of fear.


    Because he knew that in the corner of the dilapidated temple, there was a shadow beside Mo Hua, and among the shadow, there was a vague Taoist.


    He didn''t know who this person was at the time, but after hearing the rumors about Lizhou City, he gradually understood.


    In order to compete for that opportunity, the Dalishanzhou Realm and the entire Lishan City became a meat grinder for the battle between the righteous and the demons.


    The Jindan monk died like a tide.


    Yuhua real people also fell one after another.


    And the culprit was the Taoist.


    Almost all those who have seen that Taoist, whether they were the demons, died miserably, even if they were the feathers, were no exception.


    And the young man in front of him was almost just a little kid in the Qi Refining Realm back then. He could sit with the Taoist, roasting fish and sweet potatoes in front of the Taoist, and even saving people under his hands... Chen Xiuyan thought about it now, and felt terrifying.


    The more you understand this, the more terrifying you feel.


    I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but Chen Xiuyan looked at the current ink painting and felt a little bit like a “spoken Taoist” temperament on him.


    Just like a young "sly Taoist"...


    Such a person comes to him for cause and effect...


    Chen Xiuyan felt cold in his heart and did not dare to say the word "no". "Young Master Mo, tell me... As long as I know and do not involve the core secrets of the Shen family, I will definitely tell you everything." Chen Xiuyan said sincerely.


    Mo Hua nodded and was quite satisfied, so he asked him: "The Shen family has a mountain in Gushan, do you know?"


    Chen Xiuyan nodded, "I know."


    "What is that mountain for?" Mo Hua asked.


    Chen Xiuyan pondered for a moment, "This is the mine bought by the Shen family in Gushan to mine the Ming chalcopyrite. Now that the mining is over, it is vacant and has no other use."


    He asked again: "Then did your Shen family build a temple in Gushan City?"


    Chen Xiuyan thought about it and shook his head, "In the past, the poor and poor miners went to the mine to seek peace, and they would worship some things that were not known as mountain gods or monsters."


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    Is this kind of sharp question really suitable to ask him in person, the elder of the Shen family... "No." Chen Xiuyan denied it.


    "Really not?"


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    Chen Xiuyan cursed secretly.


    I am really used to being doting, lawless, and dare to do anything.


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    "The young master in the Hongyan Building in Gushan is called ''Young Master Qing''?" Mo Hua asked again.


    "Yes," Chen Xiuyan said, telling Mo Hua the name of the young master of the Shen family, "his name is Chen Qingsheng."


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    "What does it mean?" Chen Xiuyan said, "This Chen Qingsheng is the direct lineage that he has been raised halfway through. His bloodline is not too pure, and he has no protection from the ancestor."


    "Then is so majestic?" Mo Hua was a little puzzled.


    Chen Xiuyan explained: "His father is a real elder of power, and his jurisdiction includes Gushan. In Gushan, it can be said that he is a one-handed person to cover the sky."


    "Chen Qingsheng also benefited from this. As long as he is in Gushan City, almost no one dares to care about him. Over time, he becomes this lawless person."


    "What is his father''s name?" Mo Hua asked.


    "Chen Guanxing." Chen Xiuyan said.


    "Chen Shouxing, Chen Qing''s birthday..." Mo Hua nodded, "I remember."


    He asked almost everything he wanted to ask.


    There was indeed some clues during this trip, but not too many... ?Mo Hua thought for a moment and said, “Elder Xiu, can you help me find some files about Gushan City from the Shen family? Especially those involving mines back then.”


    Chen Xiuyan frowned.


    Mo Hua said: "Forget it if it is too confidential, just a general-level file is fine."


    The truth is often hidden in general details.


    Moreover, Chen Xiuyan probably won’t be able to get the files that are too confidential.


    Chen Xiuyan was a little embarrassed, but after thinking about it, he still didn''t refuse.


    He really dared not owe any of the cause and effect of ink painting.


    "Okay, I''ll check it out when I go back." Chen Xiuyan said.


    "I''m sorry Elder Xiu." Mo Hua was very polite.


    Chen Xiuyan looked at Mo Hua and wanted to speak but stopped. Finally, he slowly spoke: "Young Master Mo, you should try not to participate in the Shen family''s affairs."


    The Shen family has great business and its power is also mixed.


    After all, ink painting only has foundation-building cultivation, so it is not wise to oppose the Shen family.


    Moreover, it is difficult for him to deal with it.


    But Chen Xiuyan could only mention it tactfully, he did not dare to teach this young master to act.


    "Also, in Gushan City, try to be careful about Chen Qing''s birthday." Chen Xiuyan added.


    "Will their father and son target me?" Mo Hua raised his eyebrows.


    "It''s not their father and son," Chen Xiuyan shook his head, "It''s Chen Qingsheng." Seeing Mo Hua a little confused, Chen Xiuyan explained: "Chen Shouxing is an elder of real power. He is not from a good background. He has been climbing up step by step for so many years. Such a person is a hungry wolf in front of interests. But in contrast, without involving interests, he is quite clear in his heart, knowing what risks cannot be taken and who cannot offend them."


    "If Chen Shouxing finds out about the position of the young master in Taixu Sect, he should know the right position and will not attack the young master. But his son is unsure..."


    "Chen Qingsheng is Chen Shouxing''s only son. He has been spoiled since childhood and is arrogant and will revenge his grudges."


    The **** from a noble family has always been disobedient. If they really accept the control, they will not be dandy.


    Mo Hua nodded, "Thank you, Elder Xiu, I understand."


    Chen Xiuyan didn''t know if Mo Hua really understood, but he didn''t talk much.


    "Then, Mr. Mo, I..." Chen Xiuyan whispered.


    Mo Hua bowed his hand, "Elder Xiu walked slowly, I won''t keep you."


    Chen Xiuyan breathed a sigh of relief after getting the permission of Mo Hua.


    Although he is Jindan and an elder of the sect who has been studying for hundreds of sects, he dare not take any airs in front of Mo Hua.


    Even when Chen Xiuyan thought of the cause and effect in Mo Hua, the people related to him, and the scenes in the ruined temple, he felt cold in his heart.


    "Take a good boy, Chen said goodbye first." Chen Xiuyan bowed to Mo Hua with his fists, then turned around, slowly walked out of the deserted forest, got on the carriage, and walked away gradually on the mottled mountain road.


    The night was heavy, Mo Hua looked at Chen Xiuyan''s back with a thoughtful expression.


    After a while, he stopped hesitating and walked towards the other side of the forest.


    A carriage was parked on the other side of the mountain road. Master Gu stood in front of the carriage with his horse, looking alert.


    After seeing the ink painting, Master Gu breathed a sigh of relief.


    "Young Master, is the matter done?" Master Gu asked.


    "Yes." Mo Hua nodded, "It''s done."


    "Okay." Master Gu said.


    He didn''t ask who Mo Hua met or what he did, but seemed to know nothing, "I''ll send you back to the sect."


    The journey to Taixu Gate is far and the sky is dark. Master Gu is not very relieved and dares not be careless.


    "It''s time for you to do it, Master Gu." Mo Hua said.


    Then he got on the carriage, and under the personal **** of Master Gu, he took advantage of the night to return to Taixu Sect.


    … ??????Two days later, Gushan City, Shen’s family.


    In the luxurious study room.


    Not long after he recovered, Chen Qingsheng, whose face was still pale, his eyes were red, and he shouted hysterically: "How could he just forget it?!"


    "Dad, I am your son!"


    "That little **** from Taixu Sect, he humiliated me, he plotted against me, and he almost... killed me!"


    "On the opposite Chen Qingsheng, there was a middle-aged man with a hooked nose and a somewhat ordinary face. This person is Chen Qingsheng''s father and the powerful elder of the Shen family, Chen Shuxing.


    Chen Shouxing looked at his son indifferently, his voice was low, and he asked: "How did he humiliate you, how did he plot against you, and how did he almost kill you?" Chen Qingsheng was embarrassed and angry, gritted his teeth and said, "He, he... looked at me..." "You mean..." Chen Shouxing''s face was cold, "He only looked at you, and almost killed you?"


    Chen Qingsheng''s face was blood-red, and it hurt like a roasted iron.


    (This chapter ends)