Huangshan Jun's expression changed, but he returned to normal in just an instant. He smiled awkwardly at Mo Hua and said:

"The little god is now in despair, so naturally he has to hide from everything."

"I'm afraid that monks passing by will tear down my clay sculptures; I'm afraid that wolves in the mountains will steal my offerings; I'm afraid that ghosts and ghosts from nowhere will defile my temple and occupy my dojo..."

"This temple is built deep in the mountains. It's okay if it's shabby. But if it's more refined and luxurious, it will definitely be coveted by others."

Huang Shanjun said this with a bitter look on his face.

Mo Hua looked at Huangshan Jun silently and said nothing.

He could tell at a glance that Mr. Huangshan was lying.

But I don’t blame it for the ink painting.

Whether you are a human being or a god, who doesn’t have something to hide?

He has more secrets than Huangshan Jun.

To be good friends for a long time, you must leave room for each other and give each other room to keep secrets.

It neither says it nor forces it.

Anyway, it was it that was hiding in the ruined temple, enjoying the wind and rain, and not me...

Mo Hua took another deep look at Huangshan Jun, nodded and said, "That's right."

Huangshan Jun was being painted with a pair of deep eyes. His whole body was hairy and he was very worried. Hearing this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Mo Hua raised his head and glanced at the ruined temple, pondered for a moment, and then said:

"Tiger, it's hard for you to hide like this. Do you want me to help you?"

"help?"

Huang Shanjun was stunned and didn't understand what the ink painting meant.

"How can you help me hide?"

Mo Hua said: "I have learned some new formations that can block the perception of spiritual thoughts and draw them on the statues. If you hide in them, you will not be easily discovered by others."

Huang Shanjun was very surprised, but he didn't want to offend Mo Hua's kindness, so he held his hand and said:

"Then thank you very much, little friend."

Mo Hua looked around for a while and said:

"The clay sculptures on the temple can be seen as soon as you enter the door. They are too conspicuous. It is useless to draw formations. Tiger, do you have other statues to hide?"

"This..." Huangshan Jun was silent for a while.

Mo Hua's eyes lit up, "That puppy behind the temple, do you like hiding there? I..."

Huangshan Jun shook his head repeatedly, "No, no..."

In order to avoid the ink painting, he hid on the dog statue.

It would never want to mention this embarrassing thing again in its lifetime.

No matter how downcast it is, it is still a mountain god, and mountain gods also want to save face.

Huang Shanjun glanced at the ink painting, hesitated again and again, and then gritted his teeth and said: "Little friend, come with me."

Mo Hua's expression moved slightly and he nodded.

Huangshan Jun floated out leisurely from the clay sculpture, led the ink painting away from the ruined temple, and came to a cliff behind the temple.

"cliff?"

Mo Hua looked at Huangshan Jun.

Mr. Huangshan was a little embarrassed and pointed down, "There is a cave down there, little friend, please come this way..."

Huangshanjun walked towards the cliff.

Mo Hua followed and discovered that a steep stone step was covered by thick vines on the edge of the cliff.

Going down the stone steps, there is a cave a few feet away.

The cave is not big and very shallow.

Mo Hua entered the cave and discovered that there was a statue of a god hidden in the cave.

This statue is tall and dignified, with a long and narrow face and majestic eyes. It is somewhat similar to Huangshan Jun. The whole body of the statue is made of fine copper, and some places are plated with a layer of gold. Compared with the clay sculpture in the ruined temple, it is incomparable.

How much.

Mo Hua was a little surprised and looked at Huangshan Jun, "Isn't this the statue of your natal god?"

Huangshan Jun smiled and said nothing.

Mo Hua thought about it and felt that it shouldn't be the case.

No matter how much Huangshan Jun trusts himself, he cannot expose his natal idol so easily.

Unless it's brain is broken.

Man relies on clothing, God relies on gold.

This statue should be its secret treasure, used to "keep up face".

Of course, it can also be used to "hide" in times of crisis.

"Okay, then I'll draw the formation for you?" Mo Hua asked.

Huangshan Jun bowed and said: "Thank you for your work..."

Mo Hua took out his paper and pen and began to draw formations around the "gold-clad" statue of Huangshan Jun, stroke by stroke.

Huang Shanjun watched silently, curious in his heart as to what formation Mo Hua would draw for it.

But as he watched, Huangshan Jun's expression changed again.

"this……"

It trembled, hesitated for a long time, and then hesitantly said: "Little... little friend, this... could this be... a Shinto formation?"

"Yes." Mo Hua nodded.

Really!

Huangshan Jun took a breath of cold air.

How could this little plague god even learn the Shinto formations?

Incredible...

Then won’t he become even more lawless in the future?

What does it mean that he painted Shinto formations on his statues?

Huangshan Jun's face froze, and he felt regretful, very regretful.

People's hearts are unpredictable, and it turns out that monks are not trustworthy at all.

If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have revealed the location of this statue...

Huangshan Jun's face turned bitter and he was very helpless. He could only beg for mercy: "Little friend, please be merciful! Don't seal the statue of me..."

Once this statue is sealed, it will have no way out.

Mo Hua asked doubtfully: "Who said you were going to be banned?"

Huangshan Jun looked resentful.

Mo Hua comforted it and said, "Don't worry, it's not what you think..."

"I will use the Shinto formation to seal your statue, and then leave a hole for you to enter and exit freely. In this way, the Shinto formation will become your hiding place and cover your breath."

"If you are in trouble in the future, just hide inside. Others, even other evil spirits, may not be able to discover you."

Huangshan Jun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized something in his heart.

It didn't expect that the "Shinto Formation" originally used to compete with the gods could be used in this way.

But think about it carefully.

Normal gods, enjoying the incense in a dignified manner, do not need to hide in Tibet, and they do not need to rely on this method to stay.

And the gods who fell into evil ways were hostile to the Shinto monks.

The Shinto formation master will naturally find a way to completely seal it without leaving a single flaw.

It is really a wonderful idea to use the "sealing" formation to "hide".

Huangshan Jun admired in his heart and took another look at the ink painting, feeling very curious.

I don't know where he learned this Shinto formation...

Mr. Huangshan wanted to ask, but he was wise enough not to ask.

With this little monk's shrewdness, he probably wouldn't tell himself.

After finishing the ink painting, there was indeed a gap in the formation behind the statue, and he said to Lord Huangshan: "Go in and try..."
To be continued...