Yu Chengwu took the two monks in black to Elder Yu, locked them in a sealed room, tortured them and interrogated them to see if they could find out anything.
Mo Hua was also a little curious, so he followed over to see the excitement.
Yu Chengwu asked inside, while Mo Hua and Elder Yu sat outside drinking tea.
After a while, the screams in the room stopped, and Yu Chengwu came out with some blood on his body, but it was not his own, and his expression was thoughtful.
Mo Hua’s eyes lit up, “Did you ask what happened?”
Yu Chengwu glanced at the ink painting and didn’t want to answer.
Elder Yu said calmly: “Just tell me.”
Yu Chengwu thought for a moment and then said:
“Those two people confessed that they are sin cultivators.”
“Sin cultivator?” Mo Hua was slightly startled.
Elder Yu explained: “It refers to monks who have violated Tao Ting’s laws, committed major crimes, and are wanted by the Tao Ting Division.”
“What crime did they two commit?” Mo Hua asked curiously.
Yu Chengwu shook his head, “They didn’t tell me. The guilt is probably not small. If they told me, they would die, so I didn’t ask. After all, we are not Daotingsi. This is not our responsibility.”
Elder Yu asked: “Is there anything else?”
“Yes.” Yu Chengwu nodded and said: “According to what the two people said, there were more than twenty people in their group. Most of them were criminal cultivators who had committed crimes. They were wanted by the Dao Tingsi and had no other way out, so they gathered together to kill people and steal goods. Earn some spiritual stones.”
Elder Yu snorted coldly: “A bunch of beasts.”
Mo Hua asked: “Then what should we do?”
Elder Yu said: “First send these two bastards to Daotingsi. If they are really wanted, they can still receive some reward. After that…”
Elder Yu put down his tea cup, thought for a moment, and said, “We’ll see what the Daotingsi does first. The arrest of the guilty cultivator is the Daotingsi’s business. If they don’t say anything, we can’t easily intervene.”
“But if you encounter them in the mountains, don’t be polite. If you can, do it. If you catch them alive, take them to the Dao Tingsi to receive the reward. If you can’t catch them alive, kill them and throw them into the valley to feed the monsters.”
“A bunch of bastards, living is a waste of spiritual stones!”
Elder Yu cursed again.
Yu Chengwu nodded, but still frowned, “I suspect those two people are not telling the truth.”
Elder Yu raised his eyebrows, “How do you say that?”
“This kind of monks who hang out in the world of cultivation are all seasoned, and they are used to telling half-truths and half-falsehoods. He said there were more than 20 of them, but there may actually be more. He said they gathered together to kill people and steal goods. I’m afraid the plot may not be that simple. ”
Elder Yu nodded, “Please pass this on. Demon hunters who enter the mountain during this period should be careful, be more vigilant, and act according to the opportunity.”
“Yes.” Yu Chengwu cupped his hands.
Elder Yu told Mo Hua again: “You should be more careful. If nothing happens, don’t enter the inner mountain. Even if you want to enter, you should be more careful.”
“Don’t worry.” Mo Hua nodded.
You still have to enter the inner mountain, but you really need to be more careful.
Otherwise, with the speed at which he draws the formations, he will run out of spiritual ink very quickly.
The late-stage first-grade spiritual ink is too expensive to buy with spiritual stones.
Although there is no shortage of spirit stones in Mohua now, it is only compared to the Qi refining period. If you want to build a foundation, you still need a large amount of spirit stones, and these spirit stones must be saved in advance.
After that, monster hunters were more careful when they went into the mountains to hunt monsters.
As long as a demon hunter enters the mountain, Yu Chengyi or Mo Shan will patrol the area with the Sinan Compass.
Once a fight occurs, confirm it immediately and respond promptly if there is danger.
Seven or eight days passed in this way, and everything was fine.
Although they encountered a few monks who were acting suspiciously, they only dared to look at them from a distance and then retreated silently.
On this day, the ink painting was as usual. After draining the blood of several monsters, a man sat by the stream and washed his hands.
Mo Hua felt a chill in his heart, something was probably going to happen.
He released his spiritual consciousness. In his spiritual consciousness, there was a very thin light blue spiritual energy on the fog, mixed with strong miasma and thick fog.
These things are mixed together, mottled and chaotic, hindering the perception of spiritual consciousness.
The ink painting records Mo Shan’s instructions.
If you encounter heavy fog, do not move around rashly, otherwise your life will be in danger if you stray into the mountains.
But just staying where you are is a bit dangerous.
Mo Hua took out his pen and ink, drew a few formations nearby, and covered them with earth and rocks to hide the traces. Only then did he feel relieved. Then he sat cross-legged in the middle, patiently waiting for the fog to dissipate.
After half an hour, the fog suddenly dissipated.
The heavy fog in the inner mountains goes as quickly as it comes.
Mo Hua packed up his things and was about to leave when he suddenly saw a monk covered in blood running towards him in the distance.
When the monk saw the ink painting, he looked shocked and shouted: “Run!”
Only then did Mo Hua recognize that the monk covered in blood was Ji Li! Ji Li’s face was pale, his body was covered with scars, and his breath was weak. After running a few steps, a big man in black strode over and slashed his back with a knife.
Blood surged like a fountain, and Ji Li gradually collapsed to the ground, but still looked at the ink painting and murmured:
“Run…run.”
The big man in black looked at Ji Li disdainfully, then turned to look at Mo Hua, and said in a hoarse voice: “Do you know each other?”
Mo Hua nodded.
The big man smiled ferociously and said, “That’s fine, then I have a companion on the way to death.”
After saying that, he strode towards Mo Hua.
After walking a few steps, the big man suddenly frowned. He looked down and saw Ji Li’s blood-covered hands tightly holding his trousers, preventing him from walking towards Mo Hua.
Ji Li wanted to say something, but he couldn’t. He only coughed up a mouthful of blood from his throat.
The big man in black smiled contemptuously, stepped on Ji Li’s hand and continued walking towards Mo Hua.
But Mo Hua still stood there blankly, motionless.
“Are you scared out of your wits?”
The big man in black sneered in his heart.
No wonder, it is normal for such an older child to panic and lose consciousness when death is imminent.
The big man in black looked cruel and continued to walk forward.
Just as he was about to step within ten feet of the ink painting, a trace of doubt suddenly came to his mind:
How did this older child survive in the inner mountains? There are monsters, miasma, heavy fog, poisonous swamps in the inner mountains, as well as these evil cultivators who do all kinds of evil.
This child was alone and should have died long ago.
The big man had some doubts in his heart, but he already stepped forward and stepped firmly on the ground.
Then the big man frowned and noticed something strange.
Something seemed to be broken under his feet, and the sound was crisp and delicate. It sounded like a spiritual stone, and there was also a feeling of spiritual energy flowing.
From the corner of his eye, he could see that the stones under his feet were glowing slightly red.
The big man looked up again, only to find that the ink painting had drifted away. His expression was still dull and absent-minded as before. The look on his small face was calm, and there was a hint of joking in his clear eyes.
The big man was confused at first, then suddenly woke up, “No!”
Thank you 20220812183836149 and Haotian Riyue for your reward~ (End of this chapter)