There is a strange phenomenon in the mine and cannot be kept for a long time.
Mo Hua and others left the mine, arrived in Nanyue City, found a place, and took a break for a while.
Wang Lai was covered in bruises and looked miserable, but he was still breathing.
Mo Hua woke him up, and while he had time, he asked about something.
When it was dawn and I couldn't find anything else, Mo Hua handed over Wang Lai to Situ Fang.
At the same time, he also talked about the actions of Wang Lai and these gangsters.
Lao Yutou and the other three testified on the side.
When Situ Fang heard this, she was both shocked and angry.
She never expected that the rascals like Wang Lai could do such a bad thing.
Kill people and earn spirit stones, and you also have to cheat compensation.
Situ Fang raised her eyebrows and said angrily:
"Next, I'll take Wang Lai to Daozhu first, interrogate the accomplices, and then beat them all in one go!"
"Is there no problem with Daotingsi?" Mo Hua asked.
The Daotingsi in Nanyue City is different from Tongxian City. The water inside is very muddy, and the Zhensi is not necessarily a good person.
Situ Fang frowned, pondered for a moment, and sighed:
"I'll be careful. Everything will follow the rules and regulations. There should be nothing on the side of the Chief Secretary."
Mo Hua nodded and said, "Well, Sister Situ, be careful."
"Don't worry."
Situ Fang nodded, looked at the three of Mohua again, and said with emotion:
"It's really thanks to you this time."
Mo Hua waved his hand, "It's nothing."
Situ Fang patted Mo Hua on the shoulder, "I'll treat you to a meal another day."
Then he took the king away.
Lao Yutou and the other three were grateful to the ink paintings.
"Thank you, three little adults, thank you!"
"Thank you, mercy!"
Mo Hua said: "No need to thank you. Go home early and take care of your injuries."
The three of them gave another big gift, and then they felt deeply glad that they had survived the disaster and went back with relief.
Almost they were going to die in the mine.
It was almost the same, they were separated from their families and heaven and man forever...
After Lao Yutou and the other three left, Bai Zisheng asked about the ink painting:
"What should I do next?"
Mo Hua thought for a while and said, "I want to go back to the mine."
Bai Zisheng was shocked, "Are you stupid? Are you looking for death when you go back?"
The ink painting pointed to the sky.
The sun is hanging high in the sky.
Bai Zisheng realized that it was already daylight.
Even if the mine is "haunted", it will be midnight.
"What are you doing in the mine now?" Bai Zisheng asked.
Mo Hua's eyes were a little deep, "I want to see what happened to those gangsters' corpses..."
Bai Zisheng's expression was also a little solemn, "Then let's go together."
Mo Hua shook his head, "No, I'll go alone. You won't have concealment techniques. Although there is a concealment array on the cloak, this formation is not perfect enough. It's okay to use it at night. If you use it during the day, you will still have a faint trace and will be easily discovered."
Bai Zisheng was a little indifferent, "If you discover it, you'll find it. It's no big deal..."
No one in this mine can stop him.
Mo Hua said, "This mine belongs to the Lu family. There may be foundation building during the day. If they find it out, even if they can escape, they will be alarmed and expose their whereabouts..."
"Once the Lu family is alert, it will be inconvenient for what we need to investigate next."
Bai Zisheng said: "If you go alone, wouldn't it be the same danger if you encounter foundation building?"
Mo Hua shook his head, "The Lu family can't find me if they build the foundation."
He knows concealment techniques, concealment arrays, and the spiritual consciousness of the twelve foundation-building patterns, which cannot be discovered by the foundation-building monks of the Lu family.
"Oh, that's right."
Bai Zisheng nodded, but was still a little worried.
Bai Zixi said, "You go in alone, we will answer outside."
What else Mo Hua wanted to say, Bai Zixi glanced at him lightly and said in a gentle voice:
"I am senior sister."
There is no way to ink painting, so I can only agree.
So they took a short rest and set off again to return to the Lu Family Mine.
It was already dawn and the morning glow was everywhere.
The mine has started construction.
One after another, miners came to the mine and began to suffer from the heat. They held the mine pickaxe in their hands and mined the ore again and again.
The mine is noisy and noisy, without the gloomy silence of the night.
The ink painting hides his body and walks into the mine with a swagger.
In the mine, there was indeed an elder of the Lu family, a foundation-building monk, who sat aside to enjoy the cool and drink tea, watching the miner work hard.
There was also a pretty maid next to him, fanning him.
Mo Hua walked by him calmly.
The elder was conscious of nothing, his eyes rolling around the maid's slim figure.
This look of no prospects made Mo Hua shake his head.
The ink painting walked through the crowd, walked into the mine, and went deeper, and came to the place where the king came to the attempted murder of the man last night.
The surroundings were empty and there was no mine repairman.
There is no trace of anyone.
The mine was in a strange movement last night, and the few gangsters left by Mo Hua disappeared.
There is no mine repair because it is deep in the mine, remote and quiet, and there is no mine to dig, so there are few mine repairs coming here.
But what about those gangsters?
Dead? The bones are gone?
They do many evil deeds and die if they die, and their bodies are gone, and there is nothing to do with them.
But Mo Hua wanted to know how they died...
Mo Hua let go of his spiritual consciousness and perceives everything around him in the empty and white vision.
The stone walls are cold and have a faint black and gray color.
There is blood and energy around it, thin and weak, left last night and has almost dissipated.
Among the many blood qi, some of the blood qi, mixed with dark dead energy, winds on the ground and extends to the distance along the stone wall.
Mo Hua opened his eyes silently, and his spiritual sense locked in the blood and walked along the stone wall little by little.
After walking for a cup of tea, the blood and energy were cut off.
In front of me is a stone wall.
With a sweeping of the spiritual consciousness of the ink painting, you will know that there is a formation painted on the stone wall.
Behind the stone wall, there must be a mine cave dug by the Lu family.
The eyes of the ink painting are slightly condensed.
"From the traces... these gangsters were dragged by something and dragged all the way to the mine..."
What happened in the mine cave is unknown.
But there is a high probability that these gangsters were eaten by something like the five missing miners...
Mo Hua hesitated for a moment, wanted to untie the formation and then go into the mine to take a look.
But as soon as I finished writing, I stopped.
His spiritual sense moved slightly, and after a moment, he slowly put away his pen.
"It actually...reinforced the formation..."
Not only is the stone wall stronger, but there are also layers of warning formations drawn inside.
These formations can be untied by ink paintings, but it is not certain whether there will be any abnormal movement when untied, which will alarm the Lu family monks.
Or maybe the Lu family deliberately drew the formation to lure themselves into the trap?
Ink painting weighed it for a while and thought it would be better not to take risks.
It would be bad if the Lu family was blocked in the mine.
Mo Hua sighed and turned around and left, but there was a cloud of doubt in his heart.
What is the purpose of the Lu family building these mines in the mine?
What's the secret in the mine...
Mo Hua frowned and when he left, he eavesdropped on what the nearby mine repairman said.
I just didn't hear any useful news.
Moreover, the mining repairmen nearby have never found those gangsters.
Those gangsters disappeared like this, and like those five mine repairmen, they disappeared into the mine...
...
After Mohua left the mine, she met with Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi.
"Have you discovered something?" Bai Zixi asked.
Mo Hua talked about the gangsters.
Bai Zisheng snorted and said, "It's better to die!"
Then he also wondered: "The Lu family, are you doing something shameful?"
Mo Hua shook her head, "I don't know yet."
"Not the Lu family, then it's someone else?"
"Why didn't that king say there was a monk in gray?"
Mo Hua nodded and said, "At this point, I can only start with the monk in gray."
The three of them walked back.
Mo Hua's expression on the road was still a little depressed.
Bai Zixi asked, "What's wrong?"
Mo Hua sighed, "I'm worried about Teacher Yan..."
"Sister Situ said that after Master Yan entered the mine, he disappeared, and no one saw him again..."
"I'm worried, is he harmed by Wang Lai and others..."
Bai Zisheng couldn't help but nodded, "It's possible..."
Mo Hua became even more worried when she heard this, and her little eyebrows frowned.
Bai Zixi glared at his brother gently and said softly to Mo Hua:
"The good guy has his own heavenly appearance, and Mr. Yan may not be killed."
Bai Zisheng knew that he had made up his words, so he scratched his head and said with a smirk:
"I'll just say it, don't worry. Mr. Yan may have found other clues, so he left Nanyue City and searched by himself."
Mo Hua knew that his senior brothers and sisters were comforting him. Although he felt that what they said was unreasonable, he felt better.
"I hope Yan teaches the good and the heavenly images..."
Ink painting sighed silently.
Bai Zisheng saw that Mo Hua was a little unhappy, so he changed the topic:
"Will we go and check that gray monk?"
Mo Hua nodded, "I want it."
Without a transaction, there is no killing.
It was the monk in gray who wanted to buy a corpse, so he bewitched the king and waited for others to kill the mine cultivator.
The source lies in the gray monk.
Even if Wang Lai is removed, there will be Zhao Lai, Qian Lai and Li Lai...
As long as the gray-clothed monk is still there, there will naturally be other monks who kill ore and repair and sell corpses for the sake of spirit stones.
Eliminate evil and eliminate roots even if you cut off the weeds.
Bai Zisheng nodded repeatedly.
Then he thought of a question: "Wang said, he met the gray monk in a brothel, so..."
Bai Zisheng asked with a serious look:
"Are we going to the brothel?"
This problem also stumps the ink painting.
Thank you, book friend Jingdi, today is not my duty, so I will give you a reward from Nanqilian~
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Chapter completed!