Asking about longevity

Forewarned is forearmed, without prejudging the waste.

Since you are going to Daheishan, you must be well prepared.

The environment of Daheishan is dangerous, poisonous and miasma-filled, and there are monsters everywhere.

Monsters will not reason with you. Basically, they will eat people they see. Those who do not eat people will also kill people. They will disembowel the monks and run away.

Mo Hua grew up in Tongxian City, and his father was a demon hunter. He had been exposed to the dangers of Daheishan since he was a child.

If you rush into the mountains, if you are not careful, the person will be gone, and it is very likely that there will be no bones left.

Therefore, if you want to go into the mountains, you must consider everything carefully and have a plan in advance to avoid encountering danger and being caught off guard, with your life hanging by a thread.

"My parents only have one son like me." Mo Hua said silently in his heart.

One day, Liu Ruhua gave Jiang Yun some beef and vegetables and asked her to take them back and cook them for her children.

Jiang Yun excused herself, saying that she couldn't carry so many things.

The storage bags used by monks in the Qi refining stage are relatively cheap and have a small space, so they really can't hold too many things.

"Aunt Jiang, let me take it back for you." Mo Hua volunteered.

"How can that be done?"

"It's okay, I just have something to see Uncle Chu."

"Really?" Jiang Yun asked doubtfully.

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded.

Jiang Yun no longer refused, and walked in front carrying a storage bag. Mo Hua followed her with two big baby cabbages in his arms.

Along the way, Jiang Yun looked back from time to time, telling Mo Hua to be careful, and asking Mo Hua if he was tired and if he wanted to take a rest.

After walking for about a cup of tea, we arrived at Jiang Yun's house.

Jiang Yun's home is very simple, with two or three rooms, and the walls are mottled. Some of the tables and chairs are also very old, with arms and legs missing.

Fortunately, there is enough smoke in the kitchen, so at least we have enough food and clothing.

Jiang Yun was a little embarrassed, "My family is a little shabby..."

"It's okay, Aunt Jiang." Mo Hua smiled.

Most of the casual cultivator families in Tongxian City are like this, simple and shabby.

Mo Hua's previous family situation was slightly better, but that was because Liu Ruhua was diligent and thrifty, and Mo Shan was good at hunting monsters and was physically strong. There were no major changes in the family, so although he was poorer, his life was still good.

But the premise of these is that there will be no accidents.

Once a casual cultivator's family encounters something unexpected, the family situation will immediately be ruined. At that time, even making a living will be a problem, let alone cultivating Taoism and seeking immortality.

Aunt Jiang's previous husband was seriously injured while hunting monsters. The family was in a deficit and had no income. There was also a child at home who was waiting to be fed. Even though she cried all day long, there was still nothing she could do.

Later, I helped out in a restaurant and earned some spiritual stone income. After my husband's injury improved, he could also supplement some of the household expenses, which made things easier.

The life of casual cultivators is far more fragile than imagined, but despite this, everyone is still trying to live.

Aunt Jiang's mother-in-law was coaxing the child. When she saw Mo Hua, she greeted her warmly.

The child also tilted his head and looked at the ink painting curiously with a pair of dark eyes.

Mo Hua took out a little cloth tiger and gave it to him. The child said angrily, "Thank you, brother~", then he held the little tiger in his arms and kept shouting excitedly.

Mo Hua smiled and then went to find Jiang Yun's husband, Chu Guangshan.

Chu Guangshan was very surprised when he saw Mo Hua, but he was very happy when he heard that Mo Hua wanted to see him for something.

"Tell me, if anything happens, as long as I can do it, I'll take care of it!"

"Uncle Chu, I would like to ask you how to use traps?" Mo Hua asked.

The little cat demon who accompanied Mo Hua to practice water walking was caught by Chu Guangshan in a trap.

Although young monsters are not strong, they are highly vigilant, have keen senses, and are familiar with the atmosphere of the environment. Under normal circumstances, they will not fall into the traps laid by the monks.

It's amazing that Chu Guangshan can use traps to catch monsters and even catch them alive.

Although part of the reason is that Mo Hua painted a wooden binding formation on the trap, making it difficult for the monster to break free.

But on the other hand, it at least shows that Chu Guangshan has very sophisticated experience and experience in setting traps.

There are so many monster hunters, not everyone has the patience and care to study traps.

Chu Guangshan hesitated.

"If it's inconvenient, forget it." Mo Hua said quickly.

It is indeed a bit abrupt to ask this about the craft that one relies on to make a living.

Chu Guangshan was stunned for a moment and said with a smile:

"What's the inconvenience? If you can ask me, I'm glad, but..."

Chu Guangshan paused and then said:

"These are trivial tricks. Don't put too much thought into them. You should practice more and learn more formations. Only that one has a future..."

"I am half a useless person. I cannot hunt monsters, so I can only spend some time on these trails and make some money. Otherwise, Aunt Jiang... it will be too hard..."

Chu Guangshan sighed, looking self-deprecating.

Mo Hua was touched in his heart, thought for a moment, and then said: "Everything in the world is enlightened by knowledge. The Tao of cultivation is broad and profound, encompassing all things. The great road is the Tao, and the small Tao is also the Tao."

Chu Guangshan was slightly stunned, then smiled and said: "I don't know where you learned these things, it makes sense. Since you don't mind it, I will teach you everything. But I still say that these things are just tricks, no It’s worth a lot of thought.”

"Yeah, don't worry, I won't fall behind in practice and formation."

Chu Guangshan nodded.

"Traps are actually relatively simple, but they require patience and care."

"When setting up traps, you need to observe the mountain environment, guess where the monsters will come from and where they will go, and place traps on the path they must pass..."

"After setting up the trap, you need to eliminate the traces. The vegetation, trees and rocks, what they were before, will be the same after. You also need to eliminate the auras. Some auras cannot be eliminated, so you have to learn to cover them up..."

"How to cover it up?" Mo Hua asked.

"Monsters like to eat fishy rot. You can use demon blood or rotten meat to cover up the smell, or you can use bloody grass and other herbs with their own fishy smell."

"I will draw a few pictures for you later on how to make the trap. It is very simple. You can add some formations yourself and the effect should be better."

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"Finally, be careful of monsters pretending to be dead. Monsters are cunning and will occasionally pretend to be dead when they fall into a trap. When you get closer to check, they will suddenly attack you. Nine times out of ten, you won't be able to guard against it."

Chu Guangshan will do everything one by one.

Mo Hua nodded frequently after hearing this.

When Mo Hua was about to say goodbye, Chu Guangshan looked hesitant and hesitated to speak.

"Uncle Chu, is there anything else?"

"Nothing, nothing."

Chu Guangshan waved his hands quickly, but looking at his expression, it was obvious that something was wrong, but he didn't feel comfortable opening his mouth.

Mo Huaxiao said: "Aunt Jiang treats me very well, and you taught me how to use traps. If you have anything to say, just tell me."

Chu Guangshan's face turned red, he hesitated for a long time, and then he said:

"I want to wait for Zhou'er to grow up, can you teach him some formations..."

Zhou'er is the son of Chu Guangshan and Jiang Yun, the child that Mo Hua met just now.

Chu Guangshan himself was injured by the monster. Although he did not die, he would not be able to hunt monsters for the rest of his life, and it would be difficult to make a living.

He didn't want his son to follow his old path, licking blood with the tip of a knife, and being frightened every day. If he was not careful, there would be no way to survive. So he wanted his son to learn some formations so that he could make a living in the future.

He had to become an apprentice to learn formation techniques, but he couldn't afford the spiritual stones.

Then he could only ask for ink painting, but he couldn't afford the payment for ink painting, so he spoke like this, feeling ashamed and ashamed.

But he had no choice but to do so. Even though it was difficult to speak, he had to do so for the sake of his son.

Mo Hua was slightly startled and thought for a moment.

Chu Guangshan quickly said: "Of course, if Zhou'er is stupid and doesn't have this talent, forget it..."

Chu Guangshan said this, but there was still hope in his eyes, and he even looked a little humble.

Mo Hua looked a little sad...

He pretended not to see anything, just smiled and said:

"Okay, but we have to wait until Zhou'er grows up. Even if his talent is not good enough, as long as he can learn a few formations, he can do deals with merchants and earn some spiritual stones. In the future, he will not only be rich but also have enough food and clothing. of."

The stone in Chu Guangshan's heart fell to the ground, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

He looked at the ink painting, his mood fluctuated for a moment, and his eyes were slightly red. The words of gratitude came to my lips, but they felt too thin and I didn’t know how to say them properly.

Mo Hua said goodbye to him with a smile.

Chu Guangshan sent the ink paintings out of the house and then to the street. When he saw the sign of "Liu Ji Restaurant" in front of him, he stopped, but his eyes kept sending the ink paintings home.