Asking about longevity

Are these "spiritual animals" actually humans?

Chickens, ducks, cows, horses, sows, and cranes, are these all nicknames for different monks?

Mo Hua's pupils shrank.

In the order, there is an "account".

There are numerous records in the accounts.

This means that the Vultures...

They are not just simply "trafficking", they are probably secretly doing a large-scale "trafficking" of monks.

Selling people as "spiritual animals"!

Mo Hua's eyes turned cold. This big bastard, Vulture, died too cheaply...

Looking at the long list of "spiritual animal accounts" that had been restored, Mo Hua frowned slightly, feeling confused.

Although Vulture is strong, it is not strong enough to be able to carry out the large-scale prohibited "trading" on its own.

He may be just a small boss.

It is a link in the entire "trading chain".

There must be more criminal cultivators in this trafficking chain.

Moreover, such a large number of monks were selling things calmly on the surface, without revealing any clues.

This shows that the "Vulture" group has a long-term and stable criminal process.

There is a deep-rooted interest chain.

There might even be a "black umbrella" behind the scenes...

Behind them, it is very possible that there is some "big monk" who is hiding the secret for them...

Mo Hua pondered for a moment, sighed, and silently put this "message order" into his Nazi Ring.

I can't control this kind of thing for the time being...

In the future, when you have the strength, connections, or find out the secrets inside, you can find a way to get to the bottom of this matter.

Before this, no one can know about this summons.

Otherwise, you will definitely get burned.

I am a young monk, alone in the border of Qianxue State, with no one to rely on. If I overestimate my ability and rashly intervene in this kind of thing, and be targeted by the "black hands" behind the scenes, I may not be able to protect myself.

Even if Mr. Xun and Aunt Wan want to protect themselves, they may not be able to do so...

Don't rely too much on others.

We can't cause them too much trouble.

Mo Hua nodded slightly.

Master once warned myself that the rafters that stand out will die first.

Even though he is as strong as his master, his calculations are as if he has entered the realm of transformation, but he is still being plotted by others and is in a desperate situation, where he does not know whether he will live or die.

I am not as good as my master. If I want to save my life, I must learn to be "invisible".

"Invisible" from cause and effect.

Even if you show your head, you must put yourself in an "inconspicuous" position.

Mo Hua had made up his mind, put away the Vulture's "message order", and stopped thinking about it for the time being.

For the immediate matter, let’s catch the Fire Buddha first.

…

The next day, ten days off.

Mo Hua led Yu'er, escorted by Wen Renwei, and boarded a gorgeous carriage, leaving the beautiful and simple Taixu Gate and heading to the Gu family in Qingzhou City.

When they arrived at Gu's house, Yu'er went to report her homework to Wen Renwan.

He is a direct descendant of a family with a strict family tradition and has very strict requirements for spiritual practice.

Yu'er had been disturbed by nightmares before and was so weak that her spiritual practice naturally fell behind.

But now, with Yu'er by Mo Hua's side, eating well and sleeping well, and full of energy, naturally, those missed practice lessons will be made up for.

Mo Hua met Wen Renwan, said hello, exchanged a few pleasantries, and then went to find Gu Changhuai.

A member of the Gu family led the way and brought the ink painting to Gu Changhuai's study.

Gu Changhuai's study is very neat, spotless, exquisite and luxurious.

At first glance, it looks like the study room of a pampered, disciple of a famous family.

On the screen on the side, there is also a colorful peacock embroidered, with its neck held high and the screen open with a look of arrogance, looking very coquettish.

It fits Mo Hua's "stereotype" impression of Uncle Gu.

The disciple of the Gu family who led the way only led Mo Hua to the door, then bowed and left.

Mo Hua stood outside the door and looked into the study to see what Uncle Gu was doing.

Gu Changhuai knew that Mo Hua was coming and sighed:

"come in."

Ink painting then entered the door openly.

Gu Changhuai sat at a mahogany desk inlaid with gold.

Mo Hua looked around and saw that there was no seat in front of the desk, so he moved a stool from the side, placed it in front of the desk, and sat face to face with Gu Changhuai.

Gu Changhuai sighed again.

This child doesn't regard himself as an outsider...

Then Mo Hua got down to business.

"Uncle Gu, do you have any clues about Fire Buddha?"

Although one look at Uncle Gu's face, he knew that there must be no clues and little progress, but Mo Hua still asked as usual.

Gu Changhuai shook his head, but he obviously didn't want to say anything more.

"Then..." Mo Hua asked again, "Has Hwarang-kun's order of communication been restored?"

Gu Changhuai's face turned ugly, "No, it can't be restored..."

Mo Huamei was happy, but still expressed regret.

Gu Changhuai looked at the ink paintings silently, frowned and said:

"Why do you seem... quite happy..."

"No no……"

Ink paintings are a bit "insincere".

He learned the Yuan Magnetic Array in order to "restore" the magnetic patterns and restore the erased words in the Order of Transmission.

If it is restored by others, then wouldn’t I have learned it in vain?

Gu Changhuai was a little confused and didn't know what to say.

Mo Hua then tried in a low voice:

"Uncle Gu, how about you leave it to me to try?"

Gu Changhuai was a little surprised, "What do I want to give you?"

"Password!"

Gu Changhuai looked at the ink painting suspiciously, "Don't tell me that in the past few days, you have learned to 'restore' the magnetic pattern of the messenger?"

Mo Hua nodded "reservedly".

Gu Changhuai fell silent.

He actually wanted to believe it, and he was willing to believe it, but his reason made it difficult for him to believe it.

The Yuan Magnetic Formation is a secret formation. Most monks will not learn it. Even if they learn it, they will not be able to master it.

Even if you are proficient, most of them are still building formations.

Wanting to restore the formation in reverse is another matter.

The types of formation techniques are complex and vast, and even some great formation masters cannot be proficient in them all.

Industry specializing in surgery.

The same is true for formations.

Mo Hua is too young, it would be good if he could learn some basic formations solidly.

Magnetic pattern restoration is a relatively unpopular and highly "professional" formation. Where did he get so much spiritual knowledge and time to study it...

Gu Changhuai shook his head.

"Uncle Gu, don't you believe it..." Mo Hua said.

"nonsense……"

Mo Hua was puzzled, "What's so unbelievable about this..."

"What do you say, do I believe it?" Gu Changhuai glared at Mo Hua angrily, "Why didn't you tell me that you had built a large formation?"

The expression in the ink painting is a little subtle.

Gu Changhuai sneered, "Why, have you ever built a great formation?"

"I said yes, do you believe it?"

Gu Changhuai looked at Mo Hua expressionlessly, "I'm just not proficient in formations, I'm not really 'formation blind'..."

He also took charge of building the formation...

You little brat, what are you thinking about?

The cowhide is blowing to the sky for you...

"I really learned how to restore magnetic patterns!"

Gu Changhuai still didn't believe it.

Mo Hua sighed.

There's nothing we can do about it.

Facts speak louder than words, and it seems that I can only show my hand.

Mo Hua took out the messenger order and handed it to Gu Changhuai:

"Uncle Gu, use the messenger order to secretly send a message here. Don't let me know. Then you erase it and I'll 'restore' it to you..."

Before Mo Hua finished speaking, he saw Gu Changhuai's expression changed drastically and he stared at the order with an expression of disbelief.

"this……"

"This is……"

Gu Changhuai pointed at the cracked and tattered messenger. His hands were shaking, and his voice was so angry that his voice changed.

"Is this the messenger I gave you?"

"How long has it been and you've already broken it?!"

Mo Hua felt a little guilty, but still corrected him:

"It's not broken!"

Gu Changhuai looked at Mo Hua indifferently, with a look on his face that said, "Tell me again and let me hear your excuses."

Mo Hua blinked and said:

"It's just... I happened to take it apart unintentionally, and it got a little cracked, which doesn't look very nice, but I've fixed it!"

"Although the appearance is a bit tattered, the functions are intact and will not affect its use."

Mo Hua Zhengse said: "Those who practice Taoism should not be deceived by appearances, but should pay attention to the essential functions of things..."

Gu Changhuai said coldly: "You know quite a lot. Even if you break something, you can still make a lot of sense..."

Seeing that Uncle Gu was still angry, Mo Hua quickly said: "These are not the important points..."

"I want to learn magnetic pattern restoration..."

"The sacrifice of this messenger is valuable!"

Mo Hua looked serious.

"well……"

Gu Changhuai was still angry, so he took the order and sent a few messages, then erased it himself and threw the order back to Mo Hua.

"Restore it for a moment and look at what I just passed on. What word is it?"

"Uh-huh."

Ink painting is confident.

He took out the compass, copied the underlying pattern, and then used his spiritual consciousness to peer into and record the thunder pattern.

Then, through the array disk, the fixed magnetic pattern and the secondary thunder pattern are used to deduce it.

When Gu Changhuai saw the ink painting with a calm expression and skillful technique, he drew a bunch of formation patterns that he had never seen before, and made complex deductions in a decent manner, the anger in his heart gradually turned into astonishment.

Although he couldn't understand it, he also knew that this kind of deduction method was by no means trivial...

On the array disk on the side, the magnetic ink condensed and gradually manifested, and a few words were restored:

"Little rascal..."

Mo Hua looked happy, then was startled, and looked at Gu Changhuai unhappily.

"You little villain...are you talking about me?"

Gu Changhuai didn't care about Mo Hua's displeasure.

He was completely stunned and looked at the ink painting with a puzzled look on his face, "You...really restored it?"

This is a method that only the great formation master in Tianshu Pavilion knows...

How can you, a young foundation-building monk, learn this?

Mo Hua saw him startled and looked like he had never seen the world, so he didn't care about him and said he was a "little villain".

Mo Hua said proudly:

"I'm learning formations from Mr. Xun..."

"Mr. Xun..."

Gu Changhuai was startled for a moment, then stood in awe.

Although he didn't know the identity of Mr. Xun in Mo Hua's words, he could teach formations at Taixu Gate, one of the eight gates, and was respectfully called "Mr. Extraordinary.

With this kind of formation master teaching ink painting, everything seems to make sense...

The way Gu Changhuai looked at Mo Hua was even more different.

But Gu Changhuai was still a little worried about letting Mo Hua try to "restore" Huarangjun's order.

Mo Hua seemed to see through Gu Changhuai's thoughts and asked:

"Uncle Gu, where is Hwarang-kun's order now?"

After Gu Changhuai considered it for a moment, he slowly said:

"Tianshu Pavilion has withdrawn..."

Gu Changhuai was dissatisfied, "Either the formation masters from Tianshu Pavilion are too high-ranking for me to hire, or they don't have time and can't help, or they find it too troublesome... In short, no one wants to take on Daotingsi's job..."

"Then you can only rely on me..."

The ink painting eyes sparkle.

Gu Changhuai suffocated, sighed, and said helplessly: "Follow me to Daotingsi, I will give you the order of communication, you try it..."

"Uh-huh!"

Mo Hua nodded repeatedly.

Gu Changhuai shook his head. He didn't expect that Dian Si, who was in the golden elixir realm, would be reduced to a situation where he had to rely on a young monk who had just started to find clues...

But people are under the eaves and have to bow their heads...

Gu Changhuai spoke to Wen Renwan, and then took the ink painting and set off back to Daotingsi.

Gu Changhuai went through some formalities and got the messenger order from Hwarang Jun.

This is a jade medal, which is white and has some emerald color.

Mo Hua looked at it for a moment, then entered with his spiritual consciousness and peered into the order. He saw that there was a blank space in the order, and it had indeed been erased.

Mo Hua glanced at it for a moment and saw that there was no sign of "sealing" or "encryption" in the order, and then handed the order to Gu Changhuai.

"Uncle Gu, help me take it apart..."

He is afraid that if he dismantles it, it will be dismantled again.

Gu Changhuai wanted to take it apart, but he hesitated before taking action.

He was afraid that if he was not good at ink painting, he would damage the formation inside.

But then I thought about it, even if it was restored by Tianshu Pavilion, it would still be bad.

There is no 100% reliable way to "restore" it.

If you don't take a gamble now, once the Fire Buddha runs away, even if this messenger order is really restored, it will be of no use at all.

As soon as he thought of this, Gu Changhuai made up his mind.

With three strokes, five divided by two, he took apart the messenger, and his technique was delicate and his movements were skillful.

After being opened, the underlying formation pattern of the messenger was revealed, and Gu Changhuai handed the messenger to Mo Hua.

The ink painting immediately began to reproduce the fixed magnetic pattern.

The fixed magnetic patterns of the messengers are all different.

The fixed magnetic pattern of this messenger is very different from that of the vulture.

The ink painting copied the fixed magnetic patterns on the array plate, and then through the "Annotation of Fixed Magnetic Patterns" that I learned, I compared them one by one and roughly understood the meaning of these magnetic patterns.

Functional magnetic patterns are roughly the same.

It's just that there are some discrepancies in the habit of "writing" and depicting magnetic patterns.

The most different thing is that this messenger is actually one-way.

Messages can only be received in one direction and text cannot be sent out.

"Fire Buddha and the others are still very cautious..."

Then the ink painting followed the same method, using the fixed magnetic pattern as the benchmark and the sub-thunder pattern as the trace of the magnetic current "contract", and began to deduce it again.

Soon, words began to appear on the array...

Gu Changhuai was shocked.

"It turned out to be really...restored..."

He silently looked at the ink painting again, his mind fluctuating, then turned his head and looked intently at the restored text on the array disk.

Because the secondary thunder patterns are ever-changing, no matter how keen the observation of the ink painting is, there will always be some omissions.

Therefore, there will always be some errors in words.

And the order is messed up.

But in general, it can still be understood...

…

"Hua Laoliu...where have you been?"

"If something goes wrong, everyone will die..."

"Son of a bitch……"

"The first day of November..."

"The whole family is dead..."

"Everything is ready, God doesn't know it, ghost doesn't know it..."

"Bishan City, Rouge Shop..."

…

"What fun is there in those ruined flowers and willows?"

"When the deed is done, the young master will reward you with a top-quality product that you will never be able to lick in your life..."

"Hua Laoliu, don't waste time."

"Hua Laoliu?"

"If you get semen in your head again this time and cause serious problems, I will castrate you..."

…

"Brother is very angry and the consequences will be serious."

"You are dead……"

…

After reading these words, Mo Hua and Gu Changhuai looked at each other and frowned.

"This tone is not like that of the Fire Buddha..."

"It's possible that it was sent by Fire Buddha's subordinates..."

There don't seem to be many clues inside.

In general, it's all known information.

Hwarang Jun and Huo Buddha are in the same group. They make an appointment to go to Bishan City together to wipe out the Xie family.

In addition, there are two things that make Mo Hua care about.

One is "gongzi".

"After the work is completed, the young master will reward you with a high-quality product..."

Who is this "boy"?

Suddenly, Mo Hua remembered the restored "Accounts" text on the Vulture's messenger. There was a record in it:

"On the 20th, I gathered hundreds of flowers and got a crane, which I gave to the young master..."

A crane is given to the "gongzi".

Do the two "young masters" here refer to the same person?

Or is it just a coincidence?

After all, this is the border of Qianxue State. There are too many disciples from aristocratic families, and there are many called "gongzi".

Mo Hua himself was called "Little Young Master"...

Mo Hua glanced at Gu Changhuai and asked in a low voice:

"Uncle Gu, are there any sin cultivators with many evil deeds who are nicknamed 'Young Master'?"

Gu Changhuai frowned in thought and shook his head, "I haven't heard of it..."

Mo Hua nodded.

Uncle Gu has never heard of it, which means that it is probably someone hiding in the dark...

The only clue now is another place that Mo Hua cares about.

"Rouge Shop."

This is the only clear place name in the entire order.

Or the joint.

Or there is a hidden whistle.

It's even possible that this is where they are hiding...

Gu Changhuai had obviously thought of this.

"Uncle Gu, is there a rouge shop in Bishan City?" Mo Hua asked again.

Gu Changhuai pondered, "How many..."

"How about going and taking a look?" Mo Hua tentatively asked.

Now that things have come to this, no matter what, I have to go and see it.

Gu Changhuai nodded, stood up and left, but after taking a few steps, he found Mo Hua following him step by step like a "little follower", obviously wanting to go with him.

Gu Changhuai didn't want to take him with him, but he knew that he would definitely not be able to get rid of Mo Hua, so he didn't waste his efforts and just emphasized:

"Three chapters of the agreement, don't forget it!"

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded.

Gu Changhuai sighed and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something and said solemnly:

"Don't tell anyone else about restoring magnetic patterns."

"Especially the people from Daotingsi..."

Mo Hua was startled for a moment, then understood in his heart, and nodded slightly, "Don't worry, I'm very tight-lipped."

Gu Changhuai was relieved.

After that, the two of them took a carriage and headed to Bishan City.

This trip was just to inquire about information. Gu Changhuai did not mobilize troops or call other people from Daotingsi.

The carriage drove quickly, bumping along the way, and soon arrived at Bishan City.

There are four rouge shops in Bishan City.

The two larger ones have luxurious decorations and a strong smell of powder. Men and women go together in the shop, and people come and go, making it very lively.

There is another one whose business is not doing well and is about to go bankrupt.

There seems to be no problem with these three companies.

Suspicious, it is the last one.

The name of the shop is "Rouge Shop". It is located in an alley. The shop is not big or small, there are few people and it is very quiet.

There are indeed a lot of rouge and gouache on display in the store, but they are very old and are obviously old goods.

Moreover, the whole shop exuded a strange sense of disharmony.

Occasionally some monks went in, but after a while, they all came out again.

Mo Hua and Gu Changhuai drank a pot of tea and two plates of pine nuts at a nearby teahouse, while staring at the rouge shop.

They did not act rashly and wanted to see the situation first.

After looking at it for more than an hour, Mo Hua said softly "Huh".

Gu Changhuai raised his eyebrows, "What do you see?"

Mo Hua picked up the tea cup, took a sip of tea, and then said in a low voice without showing any emotion:

"There are no customers in this shop..."

"Those guests who come and go, although there are men and women, with different appearances, are actually the same person..."

Gu Changhuai was slightly surprised and nodded.

Seeing that he didn't react much, Mo Hua couldn't help but curiously said:

"Uncle Gu, have you noticed it too?"

Gu Changhuai snorted softly, "How could you hide this from me with just a blind trick..."

Mo Hua couldn't get used to his arrogant look, so he asked:

"Then do you know who this monk is pretending to be a guest?"

Gu Changhuai was slightly startled.

How does he know this?

Gu Changhuai glanced at the ink painting and said, "You know?"

Mo Hua raised his eyebrows proudly.

Gu Changhuai frowned and asked, "How do you know?"

Mo Hua said: "Because not long ago, it was me who captured him and sent him to Tao Prison!"