Chapter 261 Map

"I'll go back and ask the bald monk again." Zhang Lan said.

"Yes."

Mo Hua nodded. This matter was strange and he had to ask clearly.

In the remaining time, Zhang Lan asked his subordinates to count the stolen goods and register them one by one. Tomorrow, the Daoting Division will send people to transport these things back to Tongxian City.

Mo Hua and his friends will stay in the inner mountain for one night.

After the cave was cleaned up, they were ready to set off and head to the camp.

Before leaving, Mo Hua suddenly said "Huh".

Zhang Lan turned around and asked hurriedly, "What's wrong?"

Mo Hua pointed to a small corner and said, "There is something here."

Zhang Lan's eyes lit up when he heard it. He walked to the corner pointed by Mo Hua, released his spiritual sense, and after careful identification, he was surprised:

"There is really a secret compartment."

This place was blocked by debris before, so no one noticed it for a while.

At this time, the cave was cleaned up. Mo Hua's spiritual sense sensed it and found the secret compartment here.

"Is there a formation?" Zhang Lan asked.

"No." Mo Hua shook his head.

Zhang Lan looked at Mo Shan, "Brother Mo, I'm counting on you."

Mo Shan nodded, clenched his fist, and a raging fire ignited on it, and then "bang" punched the stone wall in the corner.

The stone wall creaked and cracked.

Mo Shan punched five or six times like this, breaking all the stones.

After the stone wall was broken, there was a small secret compartment with a wooden box hidden inside.

Zhang Lan took out the wooden box, scanned it with his spiritual sense, and found that there was no danger, so he opened the wooden box.

Mo Hua also leaned over to take a look.

In the wooden box, there were two books and a picture.

One book was "Changfeng Jue", and the other was "Jifeng Shu".

Changfeng Jue is a wind-based martial arts method, and Jifeng Shu is a wind-based body movement method, both of which are the cultivation methods learned by Guang Tou Tuo.

It seems that this secret compartment is used by Guang Tou Tuo to hide things.

As for the picture, it looks like a map.

The lines on it simply depicted the mountains and cliffs. The handwriting was sloppy and there were no notes. For a moment, it was hard to tell what kind of map it was.

Zhang Lan said, "This skill and body technique are good things, but wind spirit roots are rare, so few people can learn them. You can copy a copy later. You can sell it or exchange it for other cultivation methods. It is estimated that it can be worth a lot of spiritual stones."

"As for this map..." Zhang Lan frowned and asked Mo Hua, "Can you tell where this map is from?"

Zhang Lan was not familiar with the mountain roads near Tongxian City, especially the Dahei Mountain.

He didn't use maps much either.

He remembered that Mo Hua had drawn a map of Dahei Mountain himself, with every road, stream, forest and tree clearly marked.

If it was really a map of Dahei Mountain, Mo Hua should be able to tell it.

Mo Hua took the map, looked at it carefully, and felt confused.

He felt familiar and unfamiliar.

"This mountain shape looks like the map of Dahei Mountain, but I haven't seen the specific one."

Mo Hua pondered, and then asked Mo Shan:

"Dad, can you tell?"

Mo Shan looked at it for a while and felt it was a bit strange, so he said: "Didn't you draw the map of the inner and outer mountains? Take it and compare it."

"Oh, right." Mo Hua nodded, took out the map he drew and spread it on the ground.

Anyway, the bald monk was caught, the nest of the criminals was destroyed, and Lu Hui was dead. There was nothing else to do for the time being, so the three of them looked at the map carefully.

After half an hour, they searched several times but couldn't find the corresponding location.

Zhang Lan said: "It may be the map of the Dahei Mountain outside Tongxian City."

Mo Hua nodded and thought it was very likely.

Dahei Mountain is very large. In addition to Tongxian City, the mountain will also spread to other areas.

If so, it's no wonder that Mo Hua looked familiar, but couldn't find the corresponding mountain location.

"When we go back, we can ask the bald monk where this map came from and what it is used for." Mo Hua thought for a while and said.

The bald monk hid this map together with his martial arts and body movement secrets. It is obvious that he attaches great importance to it. It is estimated that there is a big secret.

Mo Hua also copied this map.

After that, the three of them stayed in Dahei Mountain for one night. The next morning, they got up early and returned to Tongxian City accompanied by mountain dew and sunrise.

Mo Hua took a simple rest, then went to Daotingsi again, found Zhang Lan, and asked:

"Do you want to interrogate the bald man? Take me with you."

Zhang Lan was a little embarrassed, "The interrogation of Daotingsi cannot be heard by outsiders..."

"I also participated in the arrest of the bald man, how can I be considered an outsider?"

"That's the truth, but rules are rules." Zhang Lan refused tactfully.

"Forget it, I'll go ask the chief."

Mo Hua said, and walked out. Zhang Lan quickly pulled him back, "Why are you looking for the chief?"

"You can't make the decision, so the chief must make the decision."

"The chief won't agree."

Mo Hua smiled slyly, "How do you know the chief won't agree?"

Zhang Lan thought about it and found that the chief officer really would not refuse.

Mo Hua helped to capture the man, and now the interrogation is going on. It seems that there is no problem for Mo Hua to listen in.

Moreover, Mo Hua has a wide range of connections and many sources of information. Some things may be clearer than what he, the chief officer, knows.

Let him help with the interrogation, maybe he can really find out something.

The old chief officer admired Mo Hua, and Mo Hua was also a first-class formation master. He would definitely give him this face.

Zhang Lan had a complicated expression and sighed, "There will be some blood during the interrogation..."

Zhang Lan suddenly realized halfway through that Mo Hua was also a demon hunter. He was used to seeing cultivators fighting with demons, and he probably saw a lot of bloody scenes.

With this in mind, Zhang Lan gave up and said, "Come with me."

Mo Hua smiled, "Thank you, Uncle Zhang."

The torture chamber of the Taoist Prison is located in a dark corner on the west side.

Mo Hua followed Zhang Lan into the torture room and smelled blood and rot. The room was dark, with torture instruments hanging on the wall, dark bloodstains on the ground, and a stove burning a branding iron.

Bloody, gloomy and depressing.

No wonder Zhang Lan didn't want him to come in.

Zhang Lan ordered: "Just listen on the side. If you feel uncomfortable, go out and get some fresh air. This is not a good place. Don't come if you can."

"Thank you, Uncle Zhang!"

Mo Hua thanked him again.

Zhang Lan smiled slightly, patted Mo Hua's shoulder, and then ordered someone to bring the bald monk in.

Mo Hua found a cleaner stool to sit on the side. After a while, he heard the sound of shackles clanging. He looked up and saw several guards escorting the bald monk with iron chains through his bones into the room.

The bald monk was covered with scars and looked embarrassed. It seemed that he had suffered a lot in the Taoist prison.

Several guards tied the bald monk to the torture rack.

Zhang Lan put on a cold face and said:

"Bald monk, I will ask you a few questions. If you tell the truth, you can suffer less."

Bald monk closed his eyes and did not comment.

Zhang Lan asked a few questions, but Bald monk did not answer. Even if he was tortured, he did not say a word.

He looked like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water.

Bald monk knew that he would die this time, and he regarded the monks of Dao Tingsi as running dogs. This time he fell into the hands of Dao Tingsi, so he was too lazy to say anything.

He was a person who was about to die. At this moment, he could only wait for death.

Zhang Lan asked several times and tortured him several times, but finally shook his head helplessly.

Then he found that Mo Hua was winking at him.

Zhang Lan thought about it and nodded.

Mo Hua walked forward slowly and asked with a smile: "Big Bald, do you know the Water Prison Technique?"

Bald Tuo heard a crisp voice in his ear, and when he looked up, he saw a little monk with red lips and white teeth looking at him with a smile.

How could there be a child in the torture room of Daotingsi?

And this figure and breath seemed familiar, as if it was the little demon hunter who saved Ji Qingbai that day.

Bald Tuo was puzzled and asked: "What Water Prison Technique?"

Mo Hua smiled slightly, raised her little hand, and the spiritual power chain condensed and locked on Bald Tuo's body.

This spell...

Bald Tuo's heart trembled violently, and his eyes suddenly widened.

"It's you!"