Chapter 248 Water Prison Technique
Water Prison? Mo Hua had never heard of this spell.
He had a book called "Qi Refining Spells Collection" before, which recorded some common spells in the Qi Refining period, but there was no Water Prison.
This spell was hidden very deeply by Diao Lao San. It was probably a rare spell like the Concealment Spell.
Mo Hua asked Diao Lao San: "What is this Water Prison?"
Diao Lao San said: "I don't know."
Mo Hua looked at him indifferently, with some ill intentions in his eyes.
Seeing this, Diao Laosan felt a chill in his heart. He was afraid that Mo Hua would find a way to mess with him if they disagreed, so he hurriedly said, "I really don't know."
"How did this spell come to you?"
Diao Laosan said, "I accidentally killed a seriously injured monk from the Water Sect. I touched his storage bag and found these two spells in it, one is the Concealment Spell and the other is the Water Prison Spell."
"Water Sect?"
"It is a relatively low-key sect in the Black Mountain State. There are not many people, but the inheritance is long."
Mo Hua nodded, "Then what?"
Diao Laosan said, "I have a single water spirit root, which is suitable for learning this Concealment Spell. I think this is my chance, so I learned this Concealment Spell, changed places, did some business, and made a living..."
Yu Chengyi kicked him and said, "What business? The business of human life!"
Diao Laosan dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.
Mo Hua asked again: "Then you learned the art of concealment, but not the art of water prison?"
"I can't learn it." Diao Lao San sighed and said, "This art of water prison is very difficult to learn. It is difficult to control the spiritual power when casting the spell, and it is not easy to hit the target after casting. Moreover, it can only trap people and has no power. I think it is a bit useless, so I didn't spend the effort to learn it."
"Besides, I am a physical cultivator and don't rely on spells to make a living. Although this spell is rare, it is useless to me. I can only keep it for the time being and wait to exchange it with others for other martial arts and Taoism."
"But this spell is too unpopular, and I haven't exchanged it yet..."
Diao Lao San told everything like pouring beans.
Mo Hua roughly understood, and asked Diao Lao San: "Who is your eldest brother among the two criminals who ran away, one with one eye and one with a bald head?"
Diao Lao San didn't want to say, but had to say: "The bald one..."
"What's his name?"
Diao Lao San shook his head, "I don't know his real name, we call him 'eldest brother' in person, and the cultivators on the road call him 'bald monk'."
"Bald monk?"
Mo Hua nodded, the name was quite appropriate and easy to remember.
"How many eldest brothers do you have?" Mo Hua asked again.
"At present, there is only him..."
"At present?"
"The eldest brother is rotated. If the previous eldest brother dies or is arrested, the next one will take over. As long as you stay in the business for a long time, everyone has the possibility of becoming the eldest brother..." Diao Lao San said silently.
"It's true that there are many turtles in shallow water, and there are eldest brothers everywhere..." Mo Hua muttered.
After the interrogation, Mo Hua put away the two spell books and returned the storage bag to Yu Chengyi.
Yu Chengyi also assumed that the two spells belonged to Mo Hua. After all, there were not many spiritual practitioners among the demon hunters. Even if Mo Hua did not ask for them, he would give them to him.
After that, the demon hunters took all the criminals down the mountain and sent them to Elder Yu.
These criminals were interrogated one by one, suffered some hardships, and were asked for some information, and then they were sent to the Dao Ting Division.
Yu Chengyi personally took them there, explained the whole story, handed over some procedures, and locked these criminals in the Dao Prison.
An hour later, Yu Chengyi came back and saw Mo Hua sitting on a chair in the living room, drinking tea with Elder Yu.
Elder Yu looked up and saw Yu Chengyi, and asked:
"Is everything done?"
Yu Chengyi nodded, "Everything is done, and I have told the old chief about it, and the old chief is very happy."
Elder Yu smiled and said, "That old guy got the credit for nothing, how can he not be happy."
"Will those criminals be sentenced to death?" Mo Hua asked curiously, holding a teacup on the side.
"Murder and robbery, and most of them have criminal records, according to the law, they are all sentenced to death. Even if they don't die, being locked up in the dark Taoist prison until death is almost the same as the death penalty." Yu Chengyi said.
"That's good, so they don't come out to harm people again." Mo Hua was relieved.
Yu Chengyi sat next to Mo Hua, who poured him a cup of tea. Then he remembered something and asked:
"The blind cultivator said that they wanted to kill Uncle Ji and Big Brother Ji because they had received the spiritual stones from the Kong family. Can the Dao Ting Division take care of this matter?"
Yu Chengyi shook his head. "Words are not enough, and the Dao Ting Division cannot convict. Moreover, the Kong family is a family from Qingxuan City. The Dao Ting Division of Tongxian City can only hold them accountable, but cannot intervene directly.
The Dao Ting Division of Qingxuan City has been bribed by the family, and will definitely not ask the Kong family about their crimes.
Even if there is evidence, it is estimated that it will end up in nothing.
Mo Hua felt a little regretful.
Yu Chengyi also told the origin of this group of criminal cultivators and the cause of the incident.
Most of these criminal cultivators are cultivators from the Black Mountain State, with different identities, some from families, some from sects, and some from independent cultivators.
Most of them have murder cases on their hands, and they are wanted by the Dao Ting Division, so they wander around.
Tongxian City gradually prospered, and more monks came and went. They gathered on the Big Black Mountain, killing people and robbing spirit stones.
Or kidnapping monks and demanding ransom, or directly killing and robbing, throwing the bodies in the wilderness, letting monsters eat the bodies.
Ji Qingbai and his son and Fu Lan fled Qingxuan City. The Kong family monks failed to kill them. When they met this group of sinners on the way, they directly spent spirit stones and entrusted the sinners to continue the pursuit.
According to the young master of the Kong family, Ji Qingbai and his son beat him, and he wanted their lives.
Fu Lan disobeyed his wishes, and he wanted her to be a slave.
After the matter was done, he gave the sinners a thousand spirit stones.
Elder Yu couldn't help but curse, "This little beast, he will die a miserable death!"
Yu Chengyi was also angry when he said this, and continued:
"We also had some conflicts with these evil cultivators. They had been watching us for a long time before. It happened that the fog suddenly rose today, and the demon hunters were separated. They found an opportunity and took action."
"It's a pity that we didn't catch all of them. Two of them escaped." Mo Hua frowned.
Yu Chengyi said: "It's already good. It's hard to make a difference with a small number of people. In a short time, they shouldn't be able to make any waves."
"Can we catch them?"
"I have asked the demon hunters to pay attention, but the inner mountain is very big, and it may not be easy to catch them for a while."
"Okay." Mo Hua nodded.
But Mo Hua remembered the bald man. Next time he meets him, don't think about escaping.
"By the way," Yu Chengyi said to Mo Hua again, "There is a reward for catching the evil cultivators. I will send it to you in a few days."
"Does everyone have it?" Mo Hua asked.
Yu Chengyi nodded and said, "All of them."
Mo Hua smiled and said, "Thank you, Uncle Yu!"
After chatting for a while and drinking tea, Mo Hua stood up and said goodbye.
Then Mo Hua went to Mr. Feng's place and visited Ji Li.
Ji Li was sent back safely. Mr. Feng gave him acupuncture, fed him elixirs, and used wood-type spiritual power to clear his meridians. His life was safe.
He is still in a coma for the time being, and he will be fine after a few days of recuperation.
Fu Lan's eyes were red, and he stayed by Ji Li's side.
Ji Qingbai looked solemn, but he was always relieved in his heart.
Being alive is better than anything else...
Mo Hua was relieved to see that Ji Li was fine.
Mr. Feng was very pleased to see Mo Hua and praised:
"The elixir I gave you was used well, otherwise it would not be so easy to save Ji Li's life."
Fu Lan stood up and bowed to Mo Hua sincerely.
Ji Qingbai also looked at Mo Hua and said, "Thank you for your kindness!"
They were too serious, and Mo Hua felt a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and said with a smile:
"Then invite me to the wedding!"
Ji Qingbai was slightly startled when he heard this, and then he felt relieved and smiled, "Okay!"