The next day, he went into the mountain to capture the bald man and rescue Kong Sheng, who was not sure whether he was dead or alive.
The Daoting Department of Tongxian City has produced ten stewards, led by Zhang Lan of the Diansi, and Lu Cheng is responsible for Qingxuan City. There are only three people on the side of the demon hunter, Ji Qingbai, Mo Shan and Mo Hua.
Moshan and Ji Qingbai had a friendship and were worried about Mohua, so they went to Daheishan with them.
Lu Hui didn't care much about these personnel arrangements, but when he saw Mo Hua, he still frowned.
"Zhang Diansi, what does this little monk do?"
Lu Hui's eyes narrowed and he asked Zhang Lan.
"We have to rely on him to lead the way when we enter the mountain." Zhang Lan said lightly.
"Lead the way? Rely on him?"
Lu Hui looked a little surprised and couldn't help but feel a little contempt.
Zhang Lan glanced at him, "What's the dissatisfaction with Lu Diansi?"
Lu Hui smiled faintly, "Don't dare."
He didn't say anything, he just sneered in his heart:
"I don't know if the demon hunter is no one, or your Dao Tingsi is incompetent, and he actually let such a little devil lead the way?"
The group left the city, entered Dahei Mountain, crossed the outer mountain, and entered the inner mountain.
The mountains suddenly became dangerous, the trees were gloomy, and the miasma was much stronger.
Everyone took out the miasma-protection pill and took it, then found a camp and settled down for the time being.
"I wonder what Zhang Diansi has to make?" Lu Hui asked.
Zhang Lan didn't really want to pay attention to him, but since he was acting together, he still had to explain such things clearly.
"Uchiyamabu has a formation, and once a battle occurs, we will find it."
"Elder Yu has also told me that the demon hunter should not go into the mountains to hunt monsters these days, so if the battle occurs, besides the fighting between monsters, it is likely that the bald man is killing people and robbing people..."
Lu Hui felt a stern, "Is there such a formation? I wonder which master did it?"
The ink painting next to it is silent.
Zhang Lan glanced at him and said silently in his heart: "It comes from the hands of this 'master' beside you."
But he didn't say it clearly, just said, "You will know in the future."
Lu Hui looked puzzled.
Zhang Lan was too lazy to continue talking to him, and said:
"We are divided into two teams, each team leads a Sinan formation. If a battle occurs, go and check it out. Even if you really encounter a bald man, don't rush to do it. Wait until everyone meets you."
Both Moshan and Mohua have Sinan compass, two parts are divided into one team. In the next few days, they will inspect the mountains to find clues to the censorship, and meet in the camp at night.
After a few days, I didn’t see the bald Tuo, and I didn’t even see a single sinful practitioner. Everyone was confused without realizing it.
However, this is like the monster hunter looking for prey in the mountains, and he always needs some patience.
A few days later, after searching for a long time, the ink painting, which was still missing, was resting beside a dense forest.
The same team included Zhang Lan, Lu Hui, and several other monks from Daotingsi. Mo Shan and Ji Qingbai were in another team.
Mo Hua took a sip of water and couldn't help but say to Zhang Lan: "It's strange, why can't I find them?"
Zhang Lan frowned and thought, "It's indeed a bit strange."
"Will the bald man be no longer in Daheishan?"
Zhang Lan pondered: "It's not impossible."
"If this is the case, then Young Master Kong will probably be dead." Mo Hua said gloatingly.
Lu Hui looked at Mo Hua in a cold look, "Little brother, please be careful."
"Okay." Mo Hua changed his words and sighed: "Master Kong may be in danger."
Lu Hui's eyelids twitched when he heard it.
Zhang Lan sighed. It was time, Mo Hua still had the intention to talk.
But then he thought about it and found that this matter had nothing to do with Mo Hua, and he wanted the bald Tuo to kill Kong Sheng.
Zhang Lan actually thought so, but he couldn't refuse the task.
Everyone rested for a while and continued to find someone based on the light spots on Si Nan's compass.
However, most of the light spots are fighting monsters, and a small number of them are monster hunters from other places hunting monsters, and there is no sign of the cultivator.
Until afternoon, they encountered a wave of demon hunters, a total of four or five people.
Judging from his outfit, he was a demon hunter in Tongxian City, but he had never seen the ink painting before.
Mo Hua asked, "Where are the demon hunters, are you?"
A demon hunter smiled and said, "Little brother, we are from Tongxian City."
After Mo Hua asked the bottom lane, he asked them if they had seen any strange monks.
The group of demon hunters replied: "I haven't seen any other monks."
Mo Hua nodded and separated from them. After walking a few steps, Mo Hua winked at Zhang Lan.
Zhang Lan's eyes narrowed, nodded slightly, and gestured to several other monks from the Daotingsi. Then they secretly turned back and followed the group of demon hunters quietly to a valley.
These demon hunters entered the valley and disappeared.
Mo Hua said: "Their lair is here."
Lu Hui said strangely: "How do you know that they are not demon hunters?"
"Because they said they were demon hunters in Tongxian City, but I had never seen them."
Lu Hui frowned and said, "There are nearly a thousand demon hunters in Tongxian City, so you can know them?"
Mo Hua ignored him and said to Zhang Lan: "Let's go ahead."
Zhang Lan nodded, "I'll let everyone meet."
The monks of Daotingsi performed their duties according to Zhang Lan's instructions and quickly took action.
Only Lu Hui's eyes flashed with gloom when he looked at Mo Hua.
As night fell, there were faint fire in the valley and the voices of monks talking.
Everyone on Zhang Lan gathered outside the valley and borrowed a big rock and the tall weeds around to cover up their bodies.
Zhang Lan whispered: "I've been watching here for an afternoon. There are about twenty of them, bald and one-eyed monks are all inside."
This is more than everyone expected, either the bald man was hidden before, or the sinful practice that had just gathered together recently.
Now their numbers are not the best. If they want to take action, they must attack them and surprise them.
Ji Qingbai said: "They should be eating wine and can do it at this time, but the sky is too dark, so there will be fish that will miss the net. It is best to start when it is dawn tomorrow morning."
Mo Shan nodded and said, "Do it at dawn. By then, they will be drunk and sleepy and will inevitably be drowsy, and the time is best."
Zhang Lan nodded and said, "I will follow what Brother Mo said."
Afterwards, Zhang Lan discussed some details with Mo Shan and Ji Qingbai. Lu Hui did not say a word, but his eyes occasionally fell on Ji Qingbai, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
After everyone discussed, Zhang Lan said again: "We must find a way to seal the mountain pass."
This valley is relatively hidden, with only one mountain pass, which is easy to defend but difficult to attack, but because there is only one mountain pass, once it is sealed, these sinful cultivators will become turtles in the jar and they can't escape even if they want to.
However, this Yamaguchi is not big or small, and it may not be easy to rely on people to defend it.
Zhang Lan looked at the ink painting.
Mo Hua nodded, "I'll seal the mountain pass."
Mo Hua scanned the valley with his spiritual sense, and determined that these sinful practitioners were drinking. It was the time when they were careless that they would not find him, so they quietly approached the valley.
The night is covered, and the sight is blurred. The ink painting hides in the grass. Jiu Xiu cannot see him. Even if he finds him, the night is blurred. The ink painting relies on the half-baked hidden technique, it will not be discovered.
His concealment technique cannot be completely hidden. It cannot be used during the day, but it will be much better if it is used at night.
Moreover, the ink painting has a strong spiritual sense and deliberately conceals his breath. Even if these sinful practitioners scanned it with their spiritual sense, they would not be able to detect him.
Time is in a hurry, and the ink painting did not prepare the earth fire array in advance, so it can only be temporarily painted.
The ink painting lay in the valley, took out the array pen, dipped the pen on the rocks on the mountain pass ground, and dripped the pen like flying, drawing the earthly fire arrays.
Zhang Lan and others are used to it.
Only Lu Hui was shocked at this time. He never expected that this little ghost was actually a formation master!
The day before yesterday was Children's Day, I forgot to wish you a happy Children's Day ~
I'll add another chapter today.
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Chapter completed!