Chapter 215: Director

Mo Hua's life has suddenly become much more exciting recently.

There are always monks from the Qian family or monks hired by the Qian family who want to cause trouble for him, but their every move has long been seen by Mo Hua.

In most cases, as soon as they want to take action, they will be discovered by the demon hunters and beaten up severely.

In a few cases, they hide well and avoid the nearby demon hunters, but they cannot escape Mo Hua's consciousness.

Mo Hua will call a few demon hunter uncles, point out the Qian family monks who followed him one by one with a little hand, and then they will inevitably be beaten up.

Mo Hua just watched the show on the side.

This made Mo Hua's days of practicing skills and learning formations less boring.

This day, Mo Hua was chewing the wild fruit that Aunt Jiang gave him in the restaurant, while talking to An Xiaofu.

Since that day when Mo Hua invited An Xiaofu to dinner, An Xiaofu ran here every few days.

Mo Hua was a little confused, "Don't you have a dining hall at home?"

"I'm tired of eating there. It's not as delicious as here, and it's lively here." An Xiaofu said.

The first few times he came, An Xiaofu was a little reserved.

Other monks didn't talk to him because he was dressed unusually.

Later, he came more often and became more familiar with him. Because he was Mo Hua's friend, other monks began to chat with him.

An Xiaofu talked about food very well, and he was also very interested in listening to others talking about Dahei Mountain or the neighbors.

After a while, An Xiaofu was not as reserved as before.

Occasionally, he would bring some wine brewed by the An family for everyone to drink, and everyone would bring some wild fruits, cakes and the like for him to taste.

Although the taste might not be good, it was very special, and the intention was genuine.

An Xiaofu liked to come here more.

He always felt a little depressed when staying at the An family.

It's better to go to the restaurant, chat with ordinary monks, drink, and live a relaxed life.

Seeing that he was enjoying himself, Mo Hua was relieved.

An Xiaofu would tell Mo Hua some strange things after hearing them, either by cutting out or exaggerating them. Whether true or false, Mo Hua listened with relish.

It was getting late, and An Xiaofu went home reluctantly.

Mo Hua saw him off, and turned around to see Zhang Lan coming over from the other side of the bluestone road.

"Uncle Zhang? Why are you here now?"

Zhang Lan sighed, "I'm busy, so I'm free now."

Mo Hua obviously didn't believe it.

Zhang Lan had no choice but to say, "Go, help me order some food, come over later, I have something to tell you."

"Whatever is more expensive?"

"Yes, whatever you like."

Mo Hua didn't really order anything too expensive, just a little more expensive, and they were all things he thought were delicious but not often eaten.

There is a kind of mutton, which has a slight smell, but is very fragrant when chewed.

There is also a kind of dog meat, which is spicy and delicious.

Both of these monsters are herbivorous. Although they kill people, they do not eat people, and their blood is relatively clean.

There are also some seasonal vegetables, cut fruits, etc.

There are four or five plates in total, with both meat and vegetables, and the colors are also beautiful, placed on Zhang Lan's table.

Zhang Lan took a pair of chopsticks and handed them to Mo Hua first, "You sit down and eat too."

Mo Hua didn't hesitate to take the chopsticks and started eating.

The dishes are very delicious, both because they were made by his mother and because he ordered them.

Mo Hua ate a few bites and couldn't help squinting his eyes, but when he thought of Zhang Lan's spiritual stone, he said generously:

"I'll give you a 20% discount!"

Zhang Lan couldn't help laughing, "Okay, 20% discount! Thank you, little shopkeeper!"

"You're welcome."

Mo Hua also smiled, ate another bite of mutton, and asked:

"You said you have something to ask me, what is it?"

Zhang Lan got straight to the point: "The chief wants to see you."

Mo Hua was stunned, "Chief? The chief of your Daoting Division?"

"Yes." Zhang Lan also tasted the meat, nodded, and continued, "He heard that you draw formations well, so he wants to see you."

"Just because of this?"

Zhang Lan sighed.

It's not because the formation is well drawn, but because the formation is too good.

He didn't know when Mo Hua could draw even a first-grade formation. When the chief mentioned it, he was surprised.

"You are good at drawing formations, so you will be respected. Besides, you are so young, the chief will definitely want to meet you."

"There is another reason." Zhang Lan said, "It is because you helped build the weapon refinery and alchemy shops in the south of the city, which are the largest cultivation industries in Tongxian City."

"What does this have to do with the chief?" Mo Hua asked in confusion.

"The Dao Ting Division also values ​​achievements. The stability under its rule, the tax revenue of spiritual stones, and the construction of cultivation projects are all considered achievements. The largest weapon refinery and alchemy shops in Tongxian City were built under his rule, so these are naturally considered his achievements."

Mo Hua suddenly realized.

Zhang Lan drank a glass of wine and continued, "When the old chief was young, he worked diligently and conscientiously, but he didn't achieve much. Now he is old and his mind is dull. He wanted to retire, but he didn't expect that such a great achievement would fall from the sky and be attributed to him."

Zhang Lan shook his head and laughed, "It can be regarded as a blessing, so the old chief is very grateful to you."

Mo Hua smiled and said embarrassedly, "I didn't do anything, I just drew some formations."

Zhang Lan rolled his eyes at him, "It's almost enough, being too modest is conceited."

Did you draw "a little" formation?

From buildings to refining furnaces and alchemy furnaces, you drew all the formations.

Thinking of this, Zhang Lan couldn't help but sigh again.

I don't know what happened to Mo Hua's little head, how could he have such a strong consciousness.

The entire equipment and alchemy industry, so many formations, he drew them all by himself...

Mo Hua was a little worried and said, "What should I pay attention to when I meet the chief? Does he have any taboos?"

Zhang Lan shook his head.

Mo Hua asked again, "By the way, the chief's surname is not Fu, right?"

Zhang Lan was stunned, "What's wrong with the surname Fu?"

"If the surname 'Fu' is downgraded to the deputy chief, so if his surname is Fu, he can only be called the chief, not the chief Fu."

Zhang Lan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Where did you hear that from?"

"This is also the experience of practicing Taoism, where did you hear it from, don't worry about it."

Zhang Lan said helplessly, "The chief's surname is Zhou, he is a good person, and he has no taboos. You are not old, even if you say something inappropriate, he won't blame you, don't worry."

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded.

Two days later, Mo Hua followed Zhang Lan into the Daoting Division to meet Chief Zhou.

The Dao Tingsi is quite impressive, but it is obviously a bit old. Some rooms are closed and I don’t know what is inside.

Most of the rooms that can be entered are used by the monks of the Tingsi for office work. The layout is calm and not luxurious. It is filled with various books and files, as well as jade slips of different shapes.

It looks a bit boring, a little different from what Mo Hua imagined.

This is the building above. It is said that there is a Dao Prison underground.

The so-called Dao Prison is a prison for criminal monks who violate the "Dao Law".

Mo Hua really wants to go and see it to broaden his horizons, but Zhang Lan won't let him.