Asking about longevity

Mo Hua's recent life has suddenly become much more exciting.

There are always monks from the Qian family, or monks hired by the Qian family, who want to cause trouble for him, but their every move has been seen by Mo Hua.

Most of the time, just when you are about to take action, you will be discovered by the demon hunter and beaten up severely.

In a few cases, they were well hidden and escaped the nearby demon hunters, but they did not escape Mo Hua's consciousness.

Mo Hua would call a few demon hunter uncles and point out the Qian family monks who were following him one by one. After that, they would inevitably be beaten severely.

Mo Hua was watching the show on the side.

This made Mo Hua's days of practicing exercises and learning formations less boring.

That day, Mo Hua was chewing wild fruits given to him by Aunt Jiang in the restaurant while talking to An Xiaofu.

Ever since Mo Hua invited An Xiaofu to dinner that day, An Xiaofu has been running here every few days.

Mo Hua was a little confused, "Don't you have a dining room at home?"

"I'm tired of eating that one. It's not as delicious as here, and it's lively." An Xiaofu said.

An Xiaofu was a little cautious the first few times he came here.

The other monks saw that he was dressed unusually and did not speak to him.

Later, he came more often and became more familiar with him, and because he was Mo Hua's friend, the other monks started chatting with him.

An Xiaofu talks about the food he eats with great enthusiasm, and he also listens with interest when others talk about Daheishan or the neighborhood.

After going back and forth, An Xiaofu was no longer as cautious as before. New 𝗰𝗼𝗺

Occasionally, he would bring some home-brewed wine for everyone to drink, and everyone would also bring some wild fruits, cakes, etc. for him to taste.

The taste may not be great, but it is special and the intention is genuine.

An Xiaofu prefers to run here.

Staying in Anjia, he always felt a little depressed.

It's better to go to a restaurant, chat with ordinary monks, drink and live a relaxed life.

Seeing that he was enjoying himself, Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief.

After An Xiaofu heard some weird things, he would delete, delete, or add jealousy to Mo Hua. Regardless of whether they were true or false, Mo Hua would listen to them with great interest.

It was getting late, and An Xiaofu went home reluctantly.

Mo Hua saw him off and turned around to see Zhang Lan walking over from the bluestone road on the other side.

"Uncle Zhang? Why are you here now?"

Zhang Lan sighed: "I'm busy, so I have time now."

Mo Hua clearly didn't believe it.

Zhang Lan had no choice but to say, "Go and order some food for me. Come over later and I'll tell you something."

"What's more expensive?"

"Yes, just be casual."

The ink paintings are not really too expensive, just a little more expensive. They are also things that he usually thinks are delicious but don't eat them often.

There is a kind of mutton that has a slight smell of mutton, but it tastes delicious.

There is also a kind of dog meat, which is spicy and delicious.

Both of these monsters are herbivorous. Although they kill people, they do not eat humans and their blood is relatively clean.

There are also some seasonal vegetables, cut fruits, etc.

There were four or five plates in total, both meat and vegetable, and the colors were beautiful, and they were placed on Zhang Lan's table.

Zhang Lan took a pair of chopsticks and handed them to Mo Hua first, "You can sit down and eat too."

Mo Hua was not polite to him, took the chopsticks and started eating.

The dishes are all delicious, both because his mother cooked them and because he ordered them.

Mo Hua ate a few mouthfuls and couldn't help but narrowed his eyes. However, thinking of Zhang Lan's intention to pay for the spirit stone, he said boldly:

"I'll give you a 20% discount!"

Zhang Lan couldn't help but laugh, "Okay, 20% off! Thank you so much, little shopkeeper!"

"You're welcome."

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Mo Hua also smiled, took another bite of mutton, and asked:

"You said you have something to do with me, what is it?"

Zhang Lan got straight to the point: "The boss wants to see you."

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, "The boss? The boss of your Daoting Division?"

"Not bad." Zhang Lan also tasted the meat, nodded, and continued, "He heard that you are good at drawing formations, so he wanted to meet you."

"Is that why?"

Zhang Lan sighed.

It's not because the formation is drawn well, but because the formation is drawn so well.

He didn't know when Mo Hua was able to draw even the first-grade formations. He was surprised when the headmaster mentioned it.

"If you draw the formation well, you will be respected. Besides, you are still so young. The boss will definitely want to meet you."

"There is another reason." Zhang Lan said, "It's because you helped build the weapon refining shop and alchemy shop in the south of the city. This is the largest monastic industry in Tongxian City."

"What does this have to do with the boss?" Mo Hua asked doubtfully.

"The Dao Tingsi also talks about merit. The stability under his rule, the taxation of spiritual stones, and the construction of monastic projects are all considered merit. The largest weapon refining shop and alchemy shop in Tongxian City were built under his rule. These are naturally It’s his achievement.”

Mo Hua suddenly realized.

Zhang Lan drank a glass of wine and continued: "When the old boss was young, he was conscientious and diligent, but he did not achieve much. Now that he is old and his mind has become dull, he wanted to abdicate and retire, but he did not expect that a pie in the sky would fall like this. The great credit goes to him.”

Zhang Lan shook his head and said with a smile: "It can be considered a blessing, so the old boss is very grateful to you."

Mo Hua smiled and said sheepishly: "I didn't do anything, I just drew the dot matrix."

Zhang Lan rolled her eyes at him and said, "That's almost enough. Being too humble is being conceited."

Did you draw "a little" formation?

From buildings to weapon refining furnaces and alchemy furnaces, you must have drawn all the formations.

Thinking of this, Zhang Lan couldn't help but sigh again.

I don't know how long Mo Hua's little head is, or how he has such strong spiritual consciousness.

He painted the entire weapon refining line and alchemy line, so many formations, all by himself...

Mo Hua was a little worried and said: "When I meet the boss, what should I pay attention to? Does he have any taboos?"

Zhang Lan shook his head.

Mo Hua asked again: "By the way, the boss's surname is not Fu, right?"

Zhang Lan was stunned, "What happened to Fu?"

"The surname 'Fu' has been demoted one level and he has become the deputy chief. Therefore, if his surname is Fu, he can only be called chief, not chief fu."

Zhang Lan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Where did you hear this?"

"This is also a monastic experience. Just ignore where you heard it from."

Zhang Lan said helplessly: "The boss's surname is Zhou. He is a good person and has no taboos. You are not old, so even if you say something inappropriate, he will not blame you. Don't worry."

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded.

Two days later, Mo Hua followed Zhang Lan into Daotingsi to see Chief Zhou.

Daotingsi is quite impressive, but it is obviously a bit old. Some rooms are closed and I don't know what is inside.

Most of the rooms that can be entered are used for the offices of monks in the imperial court. They are calmly furnished and not too luxurious. They are filled with various books and files, as well as jade slips of different shapes.

It looks a little boring, a little different from what Mo Hua imagined.

This is the building above. It is said that there is a prison underground.

The so-called Dao Prison is a prison where criminal monks who violate the "Law of Dao" are imprisoned.

Mo Hua wanted to take a look and gain insights, but Zhang Lan wouldn't let him.