The ink painting hurries on quietly
Finally being able to go home, he felt a little more relaxed.
The deep mountains of Daheishan are almost the same as when we came here. They are still densely forested and foggy, making it difficult to determine the direction.
But it is different from when it came. Now every plant, every tree, every forest, every mountain and every stone becomes clearer in the consciousness of the ink painting.
His consciousness is stronger, he can see farther, and his perceptions are more subtle.
The fog formations set up by the third master in the fog forest were like road signs, clearly pointing the way for Mo Hua.
It looks like a fog to the naked eye, but in the spiritual perception of ink painting, all roads are distinct and clearly distinguishable.
After walking for half an hour, Mo Hua approached the edge of the mountain.
Mo Hua stopped and frowned.
This was not the same cliff as when he came, so the road was not familiar, and there were many forks in front of him. For a moment, he didn’t know where to go.
At this moment, there seemed to be some sounds coming from the fog in the distance.
These sounds were a bit mixed, as if many people were shouting. They sounded very anxious, and they seemed to be shouting “Mo Hua”…
Mo Hua was stunned. He recognized that these were the voices of the demon hunters.
Mo Hua used Water Step, speeded up his movements, and rushed towards the sound.
In the thick fog, a dozen demon hunters formed a human network and searched deep into the mountains. They looked anxious and shouted Mo Hua’s name at the same time.
Just then, they spotted a figure in the fog.
The faces of the demon hunters became serious, their swords were unsheathed, and they all became alert.
The figure is getting closer and closer. He is small and looks like a little monk.
A few demon hunters looked slightly happy, and the rest also looked expectant.
When the figure approached, the fog dissipated, and the face of the person could be seen clearly. A pair of bright eyes on the delicate face.
Only then did they confirm that the person coming was none other than Mo Hua.
Mo Hua greeted them.
At this time, the demon hunters heard Mo Hua’s voice again. It was indeed Mo Hua, and it seemed that nothing was wrong. They all looked happy and breathed a sigh of relief.
A demon hunter shouted happily: “I found the ink painting!”
The other demon hunters passed on the words.
After a while, in the thick fog, the voices of the demon hunters rang out one after another.
“I found the ink painting!”
“Mo Hua was found!”
“found it!”
……
Mo Hua was stunned in place, feeling both moved and guilty.
It turned out that so many people cared about him and even went deep into the mountains to find him.
He seems to be causing trouble for everyone…
Mo Hua recalled what the old evil cultivator said to the third master that night:
“There is movement over there with the demon hunter…”
“…something happened in Uchiyama…”
At that time, he was still curious about what happened to Uchiyama.
It turns out that the biggest thing that happened to Uchiyama was that he disappeared.
When the eldest elder of the Qian family disappeared, the Qian family used all the family disciples to form a human network and went into the mountains to search regardless of the dangers in the mountains.
Today’s demon hunters are doing the same thing for ink paintings.
Mo Hua’s eyes were sore and he felt very unhappy.
After a while, Mo Hua saw Elder Yu and felt very sorry. He was about to say something, but was interrupted by Elder Yu.
“Let’s talk about it when we get back,” Elder Yu said.
Elder Yu’s expression was complicated. Although he was worried about Mo Hua and felt that Mo Hua’s trip was a bit reckless, he also knew why Mo Hua went into the mountains, so he was unwilling to criticize him, and he couldn’t bear to say anything to him.
Not everyone has the kindness and courage to take such a risk for the sake of the casual cultivators in Tongxian City.
Elder Yu looked calm on the surface, but he was really relieved in his heart.
No matter what Mo Hua discovers 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 mountains.
Only then did Mo Hua realize that there were more people coming to the mountain to look for him than he thought.
He could basically see any demon hunter who looked familiar to him, and some were even monks from the Daoting Division.
Mo Hua also saw Zhang Lan.
Zhang Lan was relieved when he saw that Mo Hua was intact. He wanted to say something, but he didn’t know what to say for a moment, so he rubbed Mo Hua’s little head so hard that his hair was messed up.
Mo Hua knew he was in the wrong, so he didn’t say anything.
When they reached Neishan, Mo Shan came over from the other side of the mountain.
Although he already knew that Mo Hua was safe and sound, he felt relieved when he saw it with his own eyes.
Mo Hua lowered his head and whispered: “Dad…”
Mo Shan was originally angry, but when he saw his son, all his anger dissipated.
He could only sigh, touched Mo Hua’s head, and said, “Go and see your mother, she hasn’t slept a wink these past few days…”
Mo Hua was surprised, “Mom is in the mountains too?”
Mo Shan nodded.
Mo Hua followed Mo Shan and met his mother Liu Ruhua in a camp in the inner mountain.
Liu Ruhua stood waiting for him at the gate of the camp. She was thin and haggard. Her originally gentle eyes were full of anxiety. The moment she saw Mo Hua, she shed tears silently.
Mo Hua’s nose felt sore and he shouted: “Mother…”
Liu Ruhua didn’t wait for Mo Hua to say anything, so she ran over and hugged Mo Hua tightly, her arms still shaking a little.
She hugged her tightly, fearing that the ink painting in her arms would suddenly disappear again in the blink of an eye.
She was so anxious these days that she couldn’t sleep, but no matter how everyone looked, they couldn’t find Mo Hua.
She was afraid that she would never see her child again, and that one day, even if she just wanted to see Mo Hua, it would not be possible.
Liu Ruhua hugged Mo Hua for a long time, and then her mood became better.
Mo Hua felt guilty and apologized: “Mom, I’m sorry…”
With tears in her eyes, Liu Ruhua breathed a sigh of relief and shook her head: “Although you are young, you are already capable. You know what is right and what is wrong, and you have your own ideas when doing things. Mom doesn’t blame you.”
“But you must remember that there are still many people who care about you in this world. No matter what you do, you must not make anyone worry. No matter what happens, you must let your parents know.”
Mo Hua nodded solemnly, “Mom, I remember it!”
Liu Ruhua looked at Mo Hua’s delicate face and clear eyes, feeling reluctant to give up, and then told him: “Moreover, no matter what happens, you must protect your life.”
“There are countless treasures in the world, but to my parents, you are the most unique treasure in the world. Even cultivating Taoism and becoming an immortal 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 didn’t expect them to be so worried.
In this world, children do not care about their parents as much as parents care about their children.
Next time you do something, you must not worry anyone, let alone your parents.
Mo Hua thought silently, and then said seriously to Liu Ruhua:
“Mom, don’t worry, I will definitely live a good life, live a long time, and live until I become an immortal.”
“You and dad will live forever and become immortals!”
Liu Ruhua didn’t take it seriously, but she was still very happy.
She wiped away her tears, rubbed Mo Hua’s little face, and said with a smile: “Okay, then it’s settled!”
(End of chapter)