Chapter 631 Teahouse

In the vision of the empty consciousness, there were two figures in the boudoir of the wife of the head of the Wang family, and no one knew what they were doing.

Mo Hua wanted to go in and pull Hua Langjun out, but Murong Caiyun didn't let him in.

"You are still young, don't dirty your eyes."

Mo Hua blinked, not quite understanding, but obediently did not go in.

So Ouyang Feng and Shangguan Xu stood guard outside.

Murong Caiyun and Hua Qianqian entered the boudoir.

After a while, a woman's scream came from the room, and then a disheveled man, who was beaten by magic and spiritual needles and vomited blood, broke out of the window in a mess.

Mo Hua was still a little curious, so he secretly took a look inside the boudoir through the broken window.

The boudoir was in a mess, with robes and skirts scattered all over the floor.

A disheveled woman covered her body with a quilt and shouted angrily:

"How dare you!"

"Who are you?"

"How can you barge into the inner chamber of the Wang family?"

Outside, Hua Langjun had been stopped by Ouyang Feng and Shangguan Xu.

Murong Caiyun sneered at the woman, "You are the wife of the master of the house, and you are shameless for inviting a flower thief into the house!"

The woman glared at Murong Caiyun arrogantly:

"What flower thief?"

"You little girl, what do you know? Langjun loves me. He said that he went to take essence from those women just to practice, and he never had a true heart..."

"But he treats me differently, so he is only willing to have sex with me, and never took my vitality..."

When the woman said this, she suddenly felt jealous, "Those bitches are lucky to be taken essence by Langjun..."

Murong Caiyun felt angry and her teeth itched, and she couldn't speak for a while.

Mo Hua overheard outside and reminded her "kindly":

"He may not take essence from you because he is raising you like a 'pig'. When you reach a higher level of cultivation, he will take essence from you all at once..."

Mo Hua's words were heartbreaking, but she looked sympathetic.

After all, the facts are there. A dog will always eat shit, and a flower thief cannot help taking essence from you.

"Pigs are fattened before they are killed..."

The woman was startled when she heard this, and her defense was instantly broken.

She was filled with blood, her face flushed, and her fingers trembled as she pointed at Mo Hua, "You, you..."

Just as she was about to curse, Hua Qianqian pierced her acupuncture points with a spiritual needle and she fainted.

Although this woman has the foundation of foundation building, she lives a life of luxury and only knows how to keep a lover behind her husband's back. Her strength is so weak that it is outrageous.

As for how to deal with this woman, it depends on the intentions of the Wang family and the Daoting Division.

The most urgent task is to catch the flower thief.

The flower thief broke through the window and fled, but was stopped by Ouyang Feng and Shangguan Xu who were guarding outside.

Ouyang Feng's long sword was as fast as the wind, and Shangguan Xu's heavy sword was as heavy as a mountain.

The two surrounded the flower thief and did not give him a chance to escape.

Mo Hua came out and saw that the man had a handsome face, but his skin was pale and gloomy, and he looked dissolute. It seemed that he was the "Hua Langjun".

Like most flower thieves, Hua Langjun had good body skills, but his Taoism was sparse.

He was at a disadvantage in the fight with Ouyang Feng, but his body was surrounded by pink, and his body skills were as graceful as falling flowers. He was able to deal with it for a while, and he was not worried about his life.

Soon, the monks of the Wang family also gathered, one or two of them were shocked, but their attitudes were different.

Some sneered and laughed at the joke; some covered their faces and felt ashamed; some were indignant and furious...

Many monks of the Wang family came up to attack together, trying to catch Hua Langjun.

But they were not good at fighting and were in the way, which gave Hua Langjun a chance to catch his breath.

Mo Hua was a little angry at first, but when he saw the Wang family monks evading their eyes and seemed to have ulterior motives, he thought about it and suddenly realized.

If Hua Langjun was caught, the matter would be confirmed, and the Wang family's reputation would be lost.

It was a huge scandal that the head of the family's wife kept a flower thief.

The Wang family would become the laughing stock of the entire Luanshan City, and would be ridiculed for hundreds of years and could not raise their heads.

The best case scenario was that the Wang family caught Hua Langjun, then beat him to death, destroyed his body, and claimed to the outside world that it did not happen.

The second was to let Hua Langjun go, and the matter could be just a "rumor".

The worst case scenario was that Hua Langjun fell into the hands of himself and his senior brothers and sisters, and was taken to the Daoting Division, convicted, and put on trial.

Then this matter was an ironclad fact. The entire Wang family would be embarrassed.

So when they took action, they wanted to catch Hua Langjun first.

If they couldn't catch Hua Langjun, they couldn't let him fall into the hands of their disciples...

Mo Hua understood, smiled slightly, and didn't make a move, but sat aside to watch the show.

The actions of the Wang family cultivators were not beyond Mo Hua's expectations.

When they knew that the Wang family couldn't catch Hua Langjun, they began to deliberately trip him up and stop Ouyang Feng and Shangguan Xu.

Ouyang Feng and Shangguan Xu also figured it out, and suddenly got angry, and they didn't care about the severity of their actions.

Since the Wang family cultivators pretended to help and hindered them, they pretended to "miss" and chopped the Wang family cultivators with a few swords.

The Wang family cultivators were guilty and didn't dare to speak out.

But this would benefit Hua Langjun. The more chaotic it was, the easier it would be for him to get away. After several body movements, he was already several feet away from Ouyang Feng and the others.

This distance was enough to get away.

Ouyang Feng was slightly angry, his spiritual power was surging, and his sword energy was sharp. He wanted to take forceful action and kill all the Wang family monks who were blocking his way.

Suddenly, a faint shout was heard in his ear, "Senior Brother Feng..."

Ouyang Feng was startled, turned his head and saw Mo Hua standing by and watching, with a calm expression, and winked at him.

Ouyang Feng understood, he stopped, and Shangguan Xu also put away his heavy sword.

Everyone watched Hua Langjun climb over the wall from the backyard, break the formation, and escape to the wall outside the Wang family.

He caused a lot of noise and chaos along the way.

The whole Wang family was a mess, with people and shadows everywhere.

Hua Langjun escaped.

Mo Hua had seen enough of the excitement, nodded, and got up and chased outside the Wang family with Murong Caiyun and others.

Hua Langjun's body skills were very good, but in Mo Hua's eyes, he was just showing off.

When Hua Langjun was using his body skills to deal with everyone, Mo Hua had already locked him tightly with his spiritual sense.

He couldn't escape from Mo Hua's palm at all.

Even if he escaped, Mo Hua still had the divine calculations, and he could always find his cause and effect.

It can be said that from the moment he appeared in front of Mo Hua, he was already a "cooked duck" and could not fly.

Murong Caiyun and his companions left the Wang family and got rid of the Wang family monks. Then, under the guidance of Mo Hua, they met Hua Langjun in the wilderness of Luanshan City in just half an hour. He had tried his best to escape for a long time and thought he had escaped. He was meditating and resting in a secret cave.

Hua Langjun was shocked, "How did you find it?"

This cave was where he hid, and basically no one knew about it except himself.

Ouyang Feng was too lazy to answer him, just pointed at him with the Huangfeng long sword and said coldly:

"You will die."

Hua Langjun sneered, his expression was still a little arrogant, and he didn't take Ouyang Feng and others seriously.

If you can escape once, you can escape a second time.

With his body skills, he could steal and come and go freely in this second-grade immortal city, and no one could do anything to him.

But what he didn't know was that he was able to escape before because a young monk hiding in the dark didn't take action...

But now it's different.

Mo Hua didn't intend to let him go.

Hua Langjun smiled arrogantly, and stood up to escape gracefully.

Mo Hua pointed his finger in the distance, and the water vapor condensed instantly, and the lock came down, tying Hua Langjun, who was stepping on the wind and leaping in the air, tightly.

Hua Langjun was locked by the sudden water prison technique, and the arrogance on his face disappeared, and his eyes were full of fear.

Then he fell straight to the ground like a kite whose string was broken before it took off.

Ouyang Feng, who had been holding back his anger for a long time, raised his sword and stepped forward, and chopped Hua Langjun, who was trying to break free from the water prison technique, to the ground again.

Shangguan Xu also stepped forward to add a few swords.

Murong Caiyun hated this kind of scum, so she spared no chance and burned his limbs with five-color spiritual light.

Hua Qianqian, who was next to him, also had a pretty face and kept stabbing him with spiritual needles...

Hua Langjun could only fall to the ground and twitch, desperately begging for mercy, without any arrogance at the beginning.

The arrest was over.

Hua Langjun's legs were broken and handcuffed with spiritual locks.

Mo Hua took out the "iron plate" and went through the process for him.

In total, he got a number of jade slips, a method of collecting and replenishing, a volume of evil body skills, two spring palace pictures, a number of spiritual stones, a number of soul-bewitching pills, and some women's private sachets and clothes, etc.

These things were "confiscated" by Senior Sister Murong as soon as they were "tortured".

Murong Caiyun was afraid that Mo Hua would learn bad things.

"I'll give you more merits later. Don't take these dirty things. Hand them over to Daotingsi or return them to their original owners..."

"Oh..."

Mo Hua nodded.

He couldn't use the evil cultivation and evil magic.

But he wanted to see Hua Langjun's body movement secrets to study the principles of the evil cultivation and whether there were any flaws.

And whether there was any information or clues about the evil cultivation in the jade slip.

But since Senior Sister Murong didn't let him see it, he had no choice.

Since he was a flower thief, he probably carried some things that were not suitable for children and would make his eyes dirty.

If you don't want to see it, then don't see it...

Mo Hua comforted himself.

What happened afterwards was a simple ending.

Hua Langjun was caught and was taken to Daotingsi to be imprisoned pending trial.

This was the most normal thing, but the Wang family was in an uproar.

No one cared about what a family did behind the scenes.

But once it is exposed, this kind of lax family tradition and dirty backyard affairs are extremely fatal.

Later, after asking around, Mo Hua learned that the head of the Wang family and his Taoist partner had long been in love and had been playing with each other.

He himself was not a good thing.

But the head of the Wang family himself did not expect that his wife would play so much behind his back.

"Deeply in love" with a flower thief, and still keep her in the boudoir...

Mo Hua shook his head.

This couple, a scumbag man and a scumbag woman, are quite a match.

However, Mo Hua is still young and not very interested in these romantic affairs.

The purpose of his trip was to capture Hua Langjun, exchange for merits, and go to learn the formation.

He was too lazy to care about other things.

Hua Langjun was arrested, and this mission was over.

Ouyang Feng and Shangguan Xu escorted Hua Langjun to the Daoting Division of Luanshan City, and at the same time they had to record some confessions and go through some procedures.

Murong Caiyun and Hua Qianqian returned some of the female cultivators' personal belongings that Hua Langjun had stolen or robbed, such as hairpins, sachets, underwear, etc., to their original owners.

Some of these women were deceived by Hua Langjun and willingly accepted the sexual intercourse.

But some women were forced.

The personal belongings on them were stolen or snatched by Hua Langjun afterwards for blackmail and threats.

It was not convenient to hand these things over to Daotingsi.

Murong Caiyun was considerate of these women, so she and Hua Qianqian returned these personal belongings to the persecuted, poor women in private.

It would take some time to escort or return the personal belongings.

Everyone went their separate ways, and then met up outside Luanshan City and returned to the sect.

Mo Hua had nothing to do with these things.

Mo Hua was fine, so he looked at the scenery outside Luanshan City and waited for his senior brothers and sisters.

While waiting, Mo Hua became hungry, and he released his spiritual sense to scan, and saw a teahouse not far away between the green mountains and clear waters.

Mo Hua's eyes lit up, and he sent a message to Murong Caiyun:

"Senior sister, I'll wait for you at the teahouse outside the city!"

Then he performed the Water-passing Step, leaped lightly along the mountain path, and happily came to the teahouse.

The teahouse was not big, but it had a tent and many tables outside.

There were a few scattered monks, eating dried fruits, drinking herbal tea, and chatting casually.

The shopkeeper was an old man, hunched over, and asked with a smile:

"Young master, would you like some tea?"

Mo Hua was mainly hungry, so he asked:

"Old man, is there anything to eat?"

The old man apologized, "There are only some dried fruits for tea, and there are noodles, but few people order them, so they are not often made. I am afraid it will not suit the young master's appetite..."

"It's okay, I want a big bowl of noodles!"

"Okay," the old man agreed with a smile, "Young master, wait a moment."

Mo Hua chose a table with good wind and water, good scenery, and looked tidy and sat down.

After a while, the noodles were served.

It looked pretty good. Mo Hua tasted it. The taste was indeed not good, but not bad. He was not picky about food, so he concentrated on eating noodles.

As he ate, Mo Hua thought of this mission again.

Hwa Langjun...

If I remember correctly, the name "Hwa Langjun" was also on the "list" of Boss Jiang.

Then, this Hua Langjun is also a traitorous disciple of which sect in Qianxuezhou?

How did he suddenly appear in Luanshan City?

Before, in Daoting Division, Mo Hua had read the files of "Hua Langjun".

This Hua Langjun was very cautious in his actions, and most of the places he appeared in were remote fairy cities outside Qianxuezhou.

The fairy cities there were not strictly controlled by Daoting Division, and the atmosphere was corrupt, with many prostitutes.

It was easy for these flower-picking thieves to hide.

But why did he suddenly go to a place like Luanshan City to pick up a few female cultivators from small families?

Did he go astray in his evil practice?

Did he have an addiction?

He didn't really think that no one could catch him in the second-grade state...

Mo Hua held the big bowl, slurped noodles in his mouth, and thought silently in his mind.

Suddenly, a voice sounded, and Mo Hua looked up and saw another group of cultivators coming outside.

The leader was tall and kind-looking, followed by two big men and a thin man.

"Two pots of tea, two plates of dried meat, four plates of preserved fruit..."

They ordered tea and food, then found an empty corner to sit down and chat in low voices.

Mo Hua didn't care at all, and ate his noodles by himself, but he had a strong sense of hearing and seemed to hear the three words "Hua Liulang".

"Hua Liulang?"

Mo Hua was stunned, thinking he had heard it wrong, so he slowed down the speed of eating noodles, pricked up his ears, and listened carefully.

After a while, the other side said again:

"Hua Liulang..."

"... Why haven't you come yet?"

"As agreed..."

Mo Hua was a little surprised.

This Hua Liulang...

Could it be Hua Langjun?

Are they in the same group?

Mo Hua didn't show any expression, and still lowered his head to eat noodles, but his sense of hearing was already extended to the extreme, eavesdropping on their every word.

"...I've missed the time...Can you take the responsibility?"

"Bad things..."

"A lazy donkey will pee and shit..."

"Practicing this kind of useless skills, but not being able to control the lower body, what a waste..."

"I wonder...whose bed you've been lying on again..."

"Will not die...on his belly..."

"That's what he deserves..."

...

Mo Hua frowned and listened, the more he listened, the more he felt like it.

I always felt that the "Hua Liulang" they were talking about was the flower thief Hua Langjun that he and his senior brothers and sisters had just caught.

What to do?

Find a way to take them down?

The ground fire formation was wiped out in one fell swoop?

...

Mo Hua shook his head.

If he didn't ask clearly and didn't know the background, he would act rashly. If there was a misunderstanding, it would be bad.

Also, in his haste, he didn't see their cultivation clearly.

If these people were all in the early stage of foundation building, it would be fine. If they were in the middle stage of foundation building, it would be more difficult.

The ground fire formation was just a thirteen-pattern formation.

It can hurt those in the middle stage of foundation building, but it may not kill them.

For formations above thirteen patterns, I followed the guidance of Mr. Xun and learned mostly production formations or trap formations, and not many killing formations.

Moreover, with my current spiritual awareness, I can't form a killing formation above thirteen patterns in an instant.

It took more than ten breaths, which was a bit too slow to make a move.

It's broad daylight again, the array pattern is too conspicuous and easy to be discovered.

It's better to be safe.

Mo Hua said silently in his heart.

"Finish the noodles first, wait a while..."

"Wait until the senior brothers and sisters come, and have help, then find a way to take down these monks and ask them clearly..."

Otherwise, it would be too reckless and risky to do it alone.

Mo Hua made up his mind and continued to eat noodles with peace of mind.

But knowing yourself and the enemy, you can fight a hundred battles without danger.

Mo Hua still took the time to look at the actions of these people with the corner of his eyes to see if he could see their cultivation and the details of Taoism.

There were four people in this group of monks.

The two big men seemed to be on the path of body refining, with strong blood and energy, but very restrained.

Mo Hua was too close, and without knowing the details, he didn't dare to use his spiritual sense to spy too deeply, in case he aroused their attention.

In addition, there was a thin man, gloomy.

He looked like a spiritual practitioner, but I didn't know what kind of magic he practiced.

Among the four people, the leader was the tall monk with a kind face.

The monks sitting together were chatting and cursing "Hua Liulang", but he didn't say a word, just drinking tea and eating preserved fruits.

He didn't touch the dried meat on the table.

Mo Hua felt very strange, so he slightly side-eyed and looked at the monk for a while.

As soon as he looked at him, Mo Hua felt a shock in his heart, and a strange sense of familiarity came, as if this person was the one he was looking for.

But he didn't know him at all...

Mo Hua frowned, and looked at the leading monk again, his pupils shrank slightly.

Tall, kind-looking...

His robes were the clothes of ordinary monks, but under the cuffs, a small piece of red clothes with gold patterns was exposed.

He has thick hair tied in a bun, but in the bun, there are a few fiery red dots, deeply hidden...

Red cassock, fire-spotted scars...

He is...

Mo Hua's pupils trembled.

Fire Buddha? !