Elder Su was very skilled even when he said he was "unfamiliar".
Ink painting expressed understanding and nodded:
"Don't worry, Elder Su, I understand."
Elder Su sighed helplessly, feeling that he was speechless.
Fortunately, in just a moment, a group of female cultivators walked in.
Elder Su breathed a sigh of relief.
Just have a little girl.
If there is a little girl, Mo Hua won’t stare at him.
Elder Su smiled and asked Mo Hua: "What do you think?"
Mo Hua looked at the group of female cultivators.
Indeed, as Elder Su ordered, he was not old, he was very frivolous, and did not pretend or pose, but stood in a row in detail.
When Mo Hua looked at them, these little girls were also looking at Mo Hua's people.
Elder Su is a regular customer, nothing strange about it.
What surprised them were the three young monks of Mo Hua.
Their beautiful eyes were rippling, and the three of them looked at the Mo Hua.
The ink painting has picturesque eyebrows, Bai Zi is better than the sword eyebrows, starry eyes, and Bai Zixi's phoenix eyebrows are beautiful.
The female cultivators looked at the ink painting with love; Bai Zisheng's eyes showed admiration;
But when looking at Bai Zixi, he would blush, even lower his eyebrows and eyes, and he would not dare to look directly, but just glanced at him with a shimmering look.
This makes ink painting very puzzled.
Mo Hua also secretly glanced at Bai Zixi.
Bai Zixi noticed it, turned her head and looked at the ink painting, and said in confusion:
"What's wrong?"
Mo Hua frowned and muttered:
"No..."
Although she was wearing men's clothes, she was handsome and had neutral beauty, she could still tell that she was a woman between her eyebrows and eyes.
Why do these female cultivators stare at the junior sister?
And his face turned red.
I don't understand the ink painting.
Bai Zixi frowned when she saw Mo Hua frowning and thought he was uncomfortable, so she leaned closer. The two of them side by side. Bai Zixi stretched out her slender hand and touched Mo Hua's forehead. After a moment, she said in surprise:
"Your forehead is a little hot."
He looked down and said in confusion: "Why is your face red?"
Mo Hua's fair cheeks are flushing.
"It's... a little boring." Mo Hua stammered.
Bai Zixi looked around and was waving with flowers. She thought the ink painting was scented by the smell of rouge, so she said:
"Don't come to this kind of place next time."
"Yes." Mo Hua nodded slightly.
Mo Hua blushed and was seen by Elder Su.
Elder Su nodded with joy.
That's right.
This is what a young boy should be like.
This young gentleman in Mo Hua is too clever on weekdays. He speaks without any leakage, and his eyes are smart and deep, making people unable to understand.
Elder Su was a little guilty when he stared at him.
Now that he blushed and obedient, he looks much more comfortable.
Having said that, when I first came, I was at a loss and my face was redder than ink paintings.
Elder Su recalled the past and felt a lot of emotion. He suddenly remembered something and asked:
"Sir, aren't you asking anything?"
Mo Hua remembered it, secretly took a sip of tea, calmed down, and said:
"Sisters, I want to ask someone."
The female monks looked at each other.
Those who come here are all guests. According to the rules in the building, the identity of the guests cannot be disclosed.
Elder Su said: "He asked, just say it, nothing will happen."
After saying that, Elder Su placed another jade bracelet on the table, "Who is right? I'll give it to her."
The jade bracelet is luxurious, gentle and delicate, and the spiritual energy flows, and it looks like a good thing at first glance.
The female cultivators' eyes lit up and they nodded one after another.
"My little boy, please tell me if we know."
Mo Hua asked, "Have you ever seen a gentleman who looks like a formation master in Baihua Tower before?"
The female cultivators were slightly stunned, and then they all looked at Elder Su silently.
Elder Su said angrily: "It's not me!"
The female cultivators looked away in disappointment.
They all thought about it and then there was a female cultivator in blue:
"Although there are not many such monks, there are also many. I wonder if there are other clues to the young master?"
Mo Hua briefly talked about Yan Xue’s appearance and temperament.
"...the expression is serious, and it is relatively rigid, but serious and responsible."
The female monks shook their heads.
Mo Hua frowned, looked at Elder Su again, and said apologetically:
"Elder Su, can I ask them some questions alone?"
Elder Su was slightly stunned. Realizing that there might be some hidden information about this matter and needed him to avoid it, he nodded and said:
"Okay, I'll go next door and listen to the song, and you ask slowly."
Mo Hua smiled and said, "Thank you, Elder Su."
Elder Su stood up and left.
Mo Hua wanted to inquire about the monks in gray and said:
"you……"
Halfway through the question, Mo Hua noticed something and suddenly stopped. He got up again, ran to the screen, poked his little head, and said to the next door:
"Elder Su, don't eavesdrop."
Elder Su was shocked, "Can you know this?"
He was preparing to eavesdrop, but just after eavesdropping on two words, he was discovered by Mo Hua.
I am a foundation-building monk. I can build the foundation by spiritual consciousness. After eavesdropping on this, I can even be discovered by ink painting?
Your spiritual sense is a bit outrageous...
Or is there any other means for ink painting?
In any case, it was still embarrassing to be caught in eavesdropping.
To be continued...