Asking about longevity

The affairs of the mine will be settled by Daotingsi.

Situ Fang is responsible for cleaning up the mines, handling the walking corpses, seizing the coffins, and conducting follow-up investigations.

Seeing the mess at the scene, Situ Fang was also secretly surprised.

He can subdue so many zombies, and even beat them all to the point where they can escape...

You know, Zhang Quan is a foundation-building monk.

Now it seems that the corpse cultivator who has entered the devil's way and refined the iron corpse is very harmful and quite difficult...

Despite this, he was still beaten to the point where he used all his cards and fled in panic.

The abilities of these young monks in Mo Hua were much greater than she thought.

Then Situ Fang felt helpless again.

They are Daotingsi, but Mo Hua and the others are always one step ahead in tracking down Zhang Quan. They can only deal with the aftermath and tie things up.

Now the monks from Daotingsi are finishing the work.

Mo Hua is holding his little hands behind his back, wandering left and right, pointing to this and looking at that, just like a "little Diansi".

Situ Fang looked at it, really dumbfounded.

After a while, Mo Hua came over, and Situ Fang wanted to say a few words to him.

The Dao Tingsi in Nanyue City is not just for wiping butts!

But before she could say anything, Mo Hua saw something was wrong and immediately called out "Sister Situ" sweetly, and then said sincerely:

"Thank you for your help, it's been a big help!"

After saying that, he patted his chest again, looking like he was still frightened.

"So many zombies, it scares me."

Situ Fang's expression was complicated and he couldn't say anything.

How do you look like you're scared?

Just staring at the formations on the zombies, Little Face was more excited than anyone else.

Situ Fang could only sigh helplessly.

Seeing that she was no longer angry, Mo Hua immediately changed the topic and asked:

"Sister Situ, is this serious?"

Situ Fang was slightly startled, and his expression gradually became serious. He nodded and said:

"Very serious.

Then she looked at the coffins and corpses on the ground and couldn't help but sigh:

"And it seems like it's getting more and more serious..."

The mine repairman disappeared, the gangsters killed people, Zhang Quan bought corpses, and now he is practicing evil and refining corpses...

Situ Fang's expression gradually became serious.

She also guessed that what she saw in front of her was probably just the tip of the iceberg.

Just the tip of the iceberg, so many people died and so many corpses were made.

What about the entire iceberg?

How many people must die and how many corpses must be refined?

Situ Fang felt faintly palpitating just thinking about it.

This may be the biggest case in Nanyue City in hundreds of years, or even in the past thousand years.

Mo Hua's eyes flashed slightly and asked:

"Did the head of Nanyue City say anything about this?"

Situ Fang hesitated slightly, shook his head, and said with a complicated expression:

"The boss didn't say anything. He probably wanted to calm down the matter. After all, if things get serious, he will have to take responsibility. The best way is to make big things smaller and make small things smaller..."

Can such a serious matter be trivialized...

Mo Hua clicked his tongue and said quietly:

"Is he corrupt..."

Situ Fang glared at Mo Hua slightly, "Don't say it so bluntly."

Mo Hua was a little more tactful, "Isn't he 'reciprocal with courtesy but unable to reject kindness'?"

Situ Fang was stunned for a moment, "Who taught you these words?"

"Uncle Zhang..."

Situ Fang couldn't say anything, "He can't teach you something good..."

The good ones are also taught.

The body technique of ink painting, "Water Step", was taught by Zhang Lan.

But Zhang Lan didn't let Mo Hua talk about this matter. In order to hide it for Zhang Lan, Mo Hua could only nod and said:

"You didn't teach me anything good!"

Situ Fang silently kept it in mind and planned to go back and complain to several uncles in the Zhang family.

He said that Zhang Lan spoke freely and taught bad children outside.

Mo Hua didn't know what Situ Fang was thinking and asked again:

"Sister Situ, what kind of person is the head of Nanyue City?"

"What kind of person?" Situ Fang was slightly startled.

"That's it..." Mo Hua thought about a few words, "is it sinister or not, cunning or cunning, greedy or greedy, the city is deep or not, and the character is bad or not..."

"You don't even have a good word here..."

"I feel like he doesn't look like a good person, so he doesn't use good words."

Situ Fang was helpless. After thinking about it, she still thought it would be better to tell Mo Hua:

"The boss of Nanyue City, his surname is Qian..."

"money?"

"Yes." Situ Fang nodded, "I happen to have the same surname as Qian, but I don't think I have any in-laws with the Qian family in Tongxian City."

"He is in charge..."

Situ Fang hesitated and lowered his voice:

"I can't say it's bad. I'm just greedy for money, lustful, and greedy for pleasure. I don't care about the affairs of Daotingsi..."

Mo Hua probably understood, "It's just incompetence."

"It can't be said to be incompetent..."

"That means you only have the ability to make money and enjoy yourself?"

Situ Fang nodded, "Absolutely."

Mo Hua thought for a while and then said: "In this case, your boss should have also received a lot of spiritual stones from the Lu family..."

Situ Fang shook his head, "I have no evidence, so I can't talk nonsense. But according to common sense, it is impossible for him to confiscate it."

Mo Hua nodded, thinking about something in his mind.

Situ Fang was a little curious, "Why do you ask this?"

Mo Hua rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "It's nothing."

Situ Fang couldn't guess what kind of medicine was sold in Mo Hua Gourd, so he couldn't help but rub Mo Hua's hair and said angrily:

"Aren't you afraid of zombies? Go back quickly."

"Uh-huh."

Mo Hua said goodbye to Situ Fang with a smile and left.

After Mo Hua left, he did not go back. Instead, he walked to the other end of the mine and sat on a big rock, not knowing what he was waiting for.

After a cup of tea, Bai Zisheng drove Dabai and dragged a carriage over.

This carriage is new and relatively simple. It is used by monks to transport goods and load storage boxes.

Mo Hua waved, the carriage stopped, and Bai Zisheng asked:

"Hasn't it been discovered?"

"Um."

Mo Hua nodded, then ran behind the big stone, unlocked the concealment formation, and revealed the two coffins hidden by the formation.

There were several walking corpses hidden in each of these two coffins.

The formations on the chests of these zombies are relatively intact.

Ink paintings need to be shipped back and studied carefully.

This matter must be kept secret, neither Dao Tingsi nor other monks can know about it, so as to prevent interested people from guessing their intentions.

Although it may be unnecessary, if you do things more carefully, you will never go wrong.

Bai Zisheng carried the coffin to the carriage.

By drawing a concealment formation on the ink painting, the coffin will disappear and will not be discovered by others.

But Dabai was not happy.

Zombie coffins, such filthy things, Baymax is very reluctant to pull.

Mo Hua coaxed him for a long time, and then gathered some spiritual grass to feed Dabai. For the sake of Mo Hua and the spiritual grass, he reluctantly agreed.

So Bai Zisheng drove the car, while Mo Hua and Bai Zixi sat in the car, looking at the coffin.

The three of them secretly took away the coffin and zombies without telling others.

When he entered the city, he was interrogated by the bailiff.

Mo Hua was familiar with the chief executive, said hello, and gave him two spiritual stones to drink with.

The executive officer took a quick look and let him go politely.

After the carriage entered the cave, Mo Hua found a quiet, remote, and cool room. After drawing a formation of concealment, defense, and control around it, he placed the coffin in it.

"Do you want to talk to Master?" Bai Zisheng asked quietly.

Mo Hua thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes!"

Mr. Zhuang must know what they did.

But knowing that they should know their duties, they should inform Mr. Zhuang first.

It is the duty of a disciple to respect his teacher and his teachings.

Mo Hua went to find Mr. Zhuang.

Before Mo Hua could speak, Mr. Zhuang waved his hand, "Research carefully and deal with it cleanly afterwards. Don't keep such filthy things for a long time."

Mo Hua's eyes lit up, "Yes, Master!"

Mr. Zhuang really knew.

But Mo Hua was not in a hurry to study it. He wanted to make some preparations first and then strengthen the formation to avoid any omissions and allow zombies to escape, dirty the yard, and disturb Mr. Zhuang's purity.

Unexpectedly, before the ink painting was ready, Situ Fang came to the door the next day, looking guilty, as if something had happened and it was difficult to talk about it.

Mo Hua said doubtfully:

"Sister Situ, what happened?"

Situ Fang felt a little sorry, hesitated for a moment, and then said:

"It's all gone..."

Mo Hua was startled, "Is there nothing left?"

"Zombies, coffins, and all evidence at the scene are all gone..."

Situ Fang gritted his teeth and said.

Mo Hua frowned, "What happened?"

Situ Fang's eyes were slightly cold, "The boss... he burned all the zombies, burned all the coffins, and burned all the evidence on the grounds that the zombies were filthy and might cause them to transform and bring disaster to all directions..."

"By the time I found out, it was already too late... nothing was left."

Situ Fang's voice was hoarse and she felt deep self-blame.

Mo Hua's eyes moved slightly.

The head of Daotingsi...

He patted Situ Fang on the shoulder, sighed like a young adult, and said consolingly:

"Nine times out of ten, life will be unsatisfactory, and some twists and turns are inevitable. People have to look forward. Those zombies will be gone if they are gone..."

I keep them anyway.