Chapter 241 Distress

Yu Chengwu took the two black-robed monks to Elder Yu's place, locked them in a closed room, tortured and interrogated them to see if he could get anything out of them.

Mo Hua was also a little curious, so he followed to see what was going on.

Yu Chengwu was asking questions inside, while Mo Hua and Elder Yu sat outside drinking tea.

After a while, the screams in the room stopped, and Yu Chengwu came out. He had some blood on his body, but it wasn't his own, and he looked thoughtful.

Mo Hua's eyes lit up, "Did you get anything out of it?"

Yu Chengwu glanced at Mo Hua, not wanting to answer.

Elder Yu said indifferently, "Go ahead."

Yu Chengwu pondered for a moment, then said:

"The two confessed that they were criminals."

"Criminal?" Mo Hua was slightly startled.

Elder Yu explained, "It refers to monks who violated the laws of the Dao Court, committed serious crimes, and are wanted by the Dao Court."

"What crimes did they commit?" Mo Hua asked curiously.

Yu Chengwu shook his head, "They didn't say anything, and I guess they are guilty of something serious. If they did, they would die. So I didn't ask. After all, we are not the Dao Ting Division, and this is not our business."

Elder Yu said, "Are there any others?"

"Yes." Yu Chengwu nodded and said, "According to what those two said, there are more than 20 people in their group, most of whom are criminals who have committed crimes and are wanted by the Dao Ting Division. They have nowhere to go, so they gathered together to kill people and rob them to earn some spirit stones."

Elder Yu snorted coldly, "A bunch of beasts."

Mo Hua asked, "Then what should we do?"

Elder Yu said, " First send these two bastards to the Daoting Division. If they are really wanted, they can get some reward money. Then...”

Elder Yu put down his teacup, thought for a while, and said: “Then let’s see what the Daoting Division does. It is the Daoting Division’s business to arrest criminals. We can’t easily intervene without their permission.”

“But if you meet them in the mountains, don’t be polite. Do it if you can. If you catch them alive, take them to the Daoting Division to get the reward. If you can’t catch them alive, kill them and throw them into the ravine to feed the monsters.”

“A bunch of bastards. It’s a waste of spirit stones if they are alive!”

Elder Yu cursed again.

Yu Chengwu nodded, but still frowned, "I suspect those two people didn't tell the truth."

Elder Yu raised his eyebrows, "What do you mean?"

"These cultivators are old hands in the cultivation world, and they are used to speaking half true and half false. He said there were more than 20 of them, but there might be more in reality. He said they gathered together to kill people and rob goods, but I'm afraid their plan may not be that simple."

Elder Yu nodded, "Please spread this matter, and the demon hunters who enter the mountain during this period should be careful, be more vigilant, and act according to the situation."

"Yes." Yu Chengwu bowed.

Elder Yu also told Mo Hua: "You should be more careful. If there is nothing to do, don't enter the inner mountain. Even if you want to enter, you should be more careful."

"Don't worry." Mo Hua nodded.

He still had to enter the inner mountain, but he did have to be more careful.

Otherwise, with the speed at which he drew the formation, he would eat up the mountain and the spiritual ink would soon run out.

The spiritual ink of the late first grade quality is too expensive to buy with spiritual stones.

Although Mo Hua is not short of spirit stones now, it is only relative to the Qi Refining Stage. If he wants to build a foundation, he still needs a large amount of spirit stones, and these spirit stones must be saved in advance.

After that, the demon hunters went into the mountains to hunt demons, and they were more careful.

And whenever a demon hunter went into the mountains, Yu Chengyi or Mo Shan would take the Si Nan compass and patrol nearby.

Once a battle occurred, they would confirm it immediately, and if there was any danger, they would respond in time.

After seven or eight days, everything was peaceful.

Although they encountered a few suspicious monks, they only dared to look at them from a distance and then quietly retreated.

This day, Mo Hua, as usual, let the blood of several demon beasts, and sat alone by the stream to wash his hands.

After washing his hands, Mo Hua looked up and suddenly saw a thick fog, and no one could be seen within a hundred feet.

Mo Hua's heart trembled, and he thought something was going to happen.

He released his spiritual sense, and in his spiritual sense, there was a very thin light blue spiritual energy on the fog, mixed with strong miasma and thick fog.

These things mixed together, mottled and chaotic, hindering the perception of spiritual sense.

Mo Hua remembered Mo Shan's instructions.

If you encounter fog, you must not move rashly, otherwise you will enter the deep mountains by mistake and your life will be in danger.

But staying there is also a bit dangerous.

Mo Hua took out his pen and ink, drew a few formations nearby, and covered them with soil and stones to hide his traces. Only then did he feel relieved, and then he sat cross-legged in the middle, patiently waiting for the fog to dissipate.

After half an hour, the fog suddenly dissipated.

The fog in the inner mountain came quickly and went quickly.

Mo Hua packed up his things and was about to leave when he suddenly saw a monk covered in blood running towards him in the distance.

The monk was shocked when he saw Mo Hua, and shouted: "Run!"

Mo Hua then recognized that the monk covered in blood was Ji Li!

Ji Li was pale, covered in wounds, and had a weak breath. He hadn't run a few steps when a big man in black came striding over and chopped him on the back with a knife.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, and Ji Li gradually collapsed to the ground, but he still looked at Mo Hua and muttered:

"Run... quickly."

The big man in black looked at Ji Li with disdain, then turned to look at Mo Hua, and said in a hoarse voice: "Do you know each other?"

Mo Hua nodded.

The big man grinned and said: "That's good, then I have a companion on the way to death."

After that, he strode towards Mo Hua.

After walking a few steps, the big man suddenly frowned, looked down, and saw Ji Li's bloody hand, tightly grasping his trouser legs, preventing him from walking towards Mo Hua.

Ji Li wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything, and he just coughed up a mouthful of blood from his throat.

The big man in black smiled contemptuously, stepped on Ji Li's hand and broke it, and continued to walk towards Mo Hua.

And Mo Hua still stood there stupidly, motionless.

"Are you scared silly?"

The big man in black sneered in his heart.

It's no wonder that such a young child is panicking when facing death.

The black-clothed man continued to walk forward with cruel eyes.

As he was about to step within ten feet of Mo Hua, a trace of doubt suddenly came to his mind:

How did this older child survive in the inner mountain?

There are monsters, miasma, fog, poisonous swamps, and evil-doing criminals like them in the inner mountain.

This child is alone and should have died long ago.

The man was a little confused, but he had already taken a step and stepped firmly on the ground.

Then the man frowned and noticed something strange.

Something seemed to break under his feet, and the sound was crisp and delicate, sounding like a spirit stone, and there was also a feeling of spiritual energy flowing.

From the corner of his eye, he saw that the stone under his feet was slightly glowing red.

The big man looked up again, but found that the ink painting had faded away. His expression was no longer dull and absent-minded. His small face was calm, and there was a hint of playfulness in his clear eyes.

The big man was confused at first, and then suddenly woke up, "Not good!"

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