Asking about longevity

Mo Hua followed Lu Chengyun to the Lu family.

On the surface, Lu Chengyun treats Mo Hua well, considerately and meticulously, but he does not allow Mo Hua to leave the Lu family. In addition, there are various restrictions, but in fact it is equivalent to "house arrest".

Mo Hua then found Lu Chengyun and said that he wanted to go home:

"I'll come back as soon as I go, and tell my junior senior brother and junior sister so that they don't worry."

Lu Chengyun took out a pen and paper, "Don't go to such trouble. Mr. Xiao, just fix a book and I'll have someone send it over."

Mo Hua waved his hand repeatedly, "My senior brother and senior sister may not believe this letter, so it's better for me to go back in person."

Lu Chengyun shook his head:

"The young gentleman has a lot of ideas and I have to guard against him. I just need to repair my books."

Mo Hua muttered: "Is the Lu family leader too cautious..."

"It's better to be cautious." Lu Chengyun looked at the ink painting and smiled slowly:

"This time, I set up the development array and mobilized several foundation-building elders. Only then was I able to invite the young gentleman..."

"If I let the young gentleman go back and make preparations, I may not be able to find you, let alone invite you."

Mo Hua was helpless: "Okay, I'll just write a letter."

Mo Hua picked up his pen and wrote a letter to Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi on the Lu family's letterhead.

The letter didn't say much, except that he had been warmly invited by the head of the Lu family and would be a guest at the Lu family for a period of time. He told them not to worry and that they should eat three meals a day on time, but they had to cook the meals themselves.

Mo Hua didn't mention anything about Mr. Zhuang.

Because he found that Lu Chengyun didn't seem to realize that the three of them were traveling with their master.

Mo Hua even speculated that in Lu Chengyun's knowledge, it was very possible that Mr. Zhuang did not even exist.

This kind of thing is a bit unbelievable, but it seems that Master can't do it...

After the letter was written, it was handed to Lu Chengyun.

Lu Chengyun didn't even look at it, so he called his servants and ordered them to deliver the letter to Mo Hua's cave.

It seems that as long as the ink paintings are kept, it doesn't matter what is written in the ink paintings and letters.

After that, Mo Hua stayed at the Lu family for a few days.

Lu Chengyun served the ink paintings deliciously.

Even those who serve him are young and beautiful maids.

At some dinner parties held by the Lu family, Mo Hua would also sit next to Lu Chengyun.

During the banquet, some women from the Lu family were dressed in beautiful flowers, wearing heavy makeup and light makeup, each with their own unique features. They looked at Mo Hua with gleaming eyes.

Mo Hua also looked back at them generously.

After looking around, Mo Hua compared them silently in his mind and felt that they were not as good-looking as his little senior sister. Then he lost interest and started eating on his own.

One thing to say, the Lu family's food is still very good.

But when I think about these delicacies, the mine repairmen sacrificed their lives for the Lu family to enjoy.

When the ink painting is eaten in the mouth, it is a little tasteless.

Even when eating cooked meat, you still feel the smell of blood.

A few days later, one night, Lu Chengyun found the ink painting. His figure was hidden in the night. He could not see his emotions and anger clearly, and his tone of voice was also light:

"Little sir, let me take you to a place.

Mo Hua couldn't help but ask:

"Where?"

Lu Chengyun smiled, but didn't seem to smile at all, "A place you want to go."

Mo Hua was a little confused, but still went out with Lu Chengyun.

Lu Chengyun was in front, Mo Hua followed him, and there were two other foundation-building elders following Mo Hua.

Mo Hua still remembers these two foundation-building elders.

In their hands, they have compass tools for detecting and concealing.

The group left the Lu family, left Nanyue City, and came to the Lu family's mine.

It was the mine where the five mine repairmen died tragically in the very beginning.

It is also a mine of eerie riots at night.

It was also the mine where the Lu family was heavily guarded. Mo Hua tried to sneak in a few days ago, but couldn't.

If the ink painting is not bad as expected.

There are zombies hidden in this mine.

All Lu Chengyun's conspiracies and calculations are also hidden in this mine.

Of course, there is also a complete Lingshu array diagram, which must also exist in this mine.

The mine is still guarded by Lu family monks.

Lu Chengyun came to the gate of the mine, but did not go in. Instead, he took the ink painting and walked around the periphery of the mine. Finally, he came to a desolate place and stopped at a huge rock.

It was late at night.

The mountains are dark and quiet, and the cold mountain wind blows.

The huge boulder stood tall, exuding the cold corpse air.

Mo Hua was startled.

Could this boulder be the gate?

Mo Hua looked around and frowned. The boulder was completely natural, with no chiseling marks. It didn't look like a gate.

He let go of his spiritual consciousness to spy again.

There is no illusion formation nearby.

At this moment, Lu Chengyun took out a strange bell. The bell was completely black, like wood but not wood, like iron but not iron.

He shook it gently, and the sound of the bell was low, not as crisp as gold and iron, but dull, like the heart of a dead person beating.

The bell rang, and a moment later the boulder trembled.

Mo Hua's eyes were shocked.

This big stone seemed to have been forcibly lifted up by someone with great force, revealing a deep mountain road behind it.

Behind the mountain road, the corpse aura is even heavier and thick.

Lu Chengyun glanced at the shocked ink painting, smiled slightly, and said gently:

"Little sir, please."

Mo Hua came back to his senses, nodded, and followed Lu Chengyun into the dark depths.

The putrid corpse gas made Mo Hua feel dizzy and suffocated for a moment.

After a while, the strong aura dissipated, and the vision suddenly became clear.

Mo Hua took a closer look and looked even more shocked.

Behind this big rock is a mine.

It's just that this mine is a dead man's mine.

There were coffins everywhere in the mine, and everything was lifeless.

Mo Hua turned back and looked at the entrance of the cave.

This natural boulder is the gate. Thick chains are fixed on the stone. The chains are coiled and extended to an iron turntable.

At the iron turntable, there were two tall iron corpses. 6̳̳

Just now, it was these two iron corpses, controlled by the dark corpse-control bell, pushing the iron turntable, driving the chains, and lifting the huge stone gate.

Mo Hua frowned.

This boulder is huge and heavy. These two tall iron corpses can push the turntable and lift the door. They must be extremely powerful and extremely lethal.

But such two powerful iron corpses were actually used by Lu Chengyun to open the door.

In the end, it was because there were so many iron corpses in this corpse mine that there was no shortage of these two fighting forces.

Or because this door is extremely important.

Inside the door is a forbidden area where outsiders are not allowed to discover, let alone trespass.

After several people entered the mine, Lu Chengyun rang the bell again.

The two iron corpses, driven by it, began to reverse the roulette wheel.

Behind Mo Hua, accompanied by the sound of creaking iron chains, the huge stone gate slowly fell again, completely isolating the inside and outside.

Even the cold moonlight could not find this dead body mine.

The ink paintings were also left in this closed and silent mine.

An elder from the Lu family lit a lantern.

In the dark mine, there is this faint yellow light.

The light of the lantern illuminated Lu Chengyun's face.

He looked at the ink painting, with a faint hint of strange ambition in his eyes, and his voice also contained suppressed excitement:

"Sir, this mine is Lu's hard work, and it is also the great cause of my Lu family!"

Mo Hua was shocked, but still frowned and asked:

"Master Lu, what do you want me to do for you?"

"There's no rush," Lu Chengyun smiled calmly, "Before that, let's meet an old friend first."

"Old friend?"

Elder Lu, holding a lantern, led the way.

Mo Hua followed Lu Chengyun and walked slowly forward in the dark mine.

Go all the way to a cave.

There is a door in the cave, and the door is engraved with layers of formations. The formations cannot be seen clearly, but under the light, they show a faint blood color.

Mo Hua knew that this was an evil formation.

Lu Chengyun took out the stone talisman, inserted it into the lock, and solved the formation.

The elders of the Lu family pushed open the stone door and everyone entered the cave.

The cave is much brighter and has many stone chambers with open fire formations painted on them.

There are also some monks in the stone chamber, wearing gray clothes, pale faces, and carrying corpse aura. It seems that they are all corpse cultivators.

When these corpse cultivators saw Lu Chengyun, they all lowered their heads and saluted.

Lu Chengyun nodded slightly and walked to a hall inside with the ink painting.

In the middle of the hall, there is a stone table, but the carvings are more exquisite.

The surroundings are well-furnished and very elegant, with skulls, bones, and coffin nails, giving off a gloomy and dead beauty.

The hall was gloomy, surrounded by coffins, and in the middle sat a monk. He was thin and covered with scars. He was obviously seriously injured and had not healed. His face was gloomy and pale.

It was Zhang Quan.

He is indeed an "old friend" of ink painting.

Mo Hua thought: "As expected."

Zhang Quan is not dead!

The centipede is dead but not stiff.

Mo Hua felt that Zhang Quan would not die so easily.

Moreover, the Zhang family has a legacy and has been proficient in corpse refining for generations. For Lu Chengyun, he is also a rare "talent".

Lu Chengyun would not let him die so easily.

When Zhang Quan saw Lu Chengyun, he stood up and saluted with his hands in a respectful manner.

After the salute, Zhang Quan just wanted to say something.

The fire in the hall flickered, and he took a quick glance and suddenly saw the small ink painting next to Lu Chengyun.

He thought he had seen it wrong.

Zhang Quan blinked, and when he recognized Mo Hua's little face clearly, his eyes bulged out with anger.

He pointed at the ink painting, his hands trembling, "Master Lu, this..."

Lu Chengyun introduced him:

"This young gentleman is an extremely accomplished formation master. His surname is Mo Minghua."

Where does Zhang Quan need any recommendation?

The ink-painted eyebrows and his smile were like a branding iron, burned into his sea of ​​consciousness. Every time he thought of it, he felt as if he was being branded with resentment and pain.

In the first half of his life, his only wish was to create a peerless zombie.

For the rest of my life, I will let this zombie eat Mo Hua.

Zhang Quan has been hiding here for a long time, thinking about killing Mo Hua every day.

But he never expected that he would actually see lively ink paintings in this corpse mine.

Zhang Quan couldn't help but glared angrily, and immediately wanted to kill Mo Hua.

Sensing Zhang Quan's murderous intent, Mo Hua immediately hid behind Lu Chengyun, stretched out his little head, stuck out his tongue at Zhang Quan.

Zhang Quan almost fainted from anger again.

He lost his mind and finally couldn't bear it anymore, so he slapped Mo Hua with his palm.

The palm power is strong and the spiritual power is condensed. I want to kill the ink painting.

But halfway through this palm, he was stopped by Lu Chengyun.

"Brother Zhang, don't be impulsive."

Lu Chengyun's expression was gentle and his tone was cold.

Zhang Quan was afraid, and then he calmed down, but his anger subsided slightly and he said sharply:

"Master, this kid..."

Lu Chengyun said calmly: "I know you have grievances, but those are in the past..."

Zhang Quan said in disbelief: "Why?"

Lu Chengyun said slowly:

"Because we need Mr. Xiao's help for our great cause, Mr. Mo is now our honored guest, so please don't offend him."

Mo Hua also nodded and said:

"That's it! That's it!"

Zhang Quan was furious, but there was nothing he could do.

He glanced at Lu Chengyun, who had a cold expression, with forbearing eyes. Finally, his face turned red and white for a while, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Okay, I don't have to pursue it!"

After Zhang Quan finished speaking, he pointed at the ink painting and said:

"But he wants to give back what he stole from me!"

Mo Hua was still pretending to be stupid, "I don't remember stealing anything from you."

Zhang Quan was so angry that he said, "It's on the altar!"

"Oh." Mo Hua blinked, "Those things belong to you. I saw that no one wanted them, so I just took them. Even if they are garbage, they cannot be wasted."

Zhang Quan's breath was stuck in his throat and he was speechless.

Lu Chengyun was helpless, "Mr., don't be angry with him."

Mo Hua stopped talking.

Lu Chengyun sighed and said again:

"It seems to be a misunderstanding. Why don't we return the property to its original owner and put an end to our past feud? Mr., what do you think?"

Mo Hua hesitated for a moment, nodded, and said to Zhang Quan:

"Okay, this is for the sake of the Lu family leader."

Mo Hua lowered his head and started to look through the storage bag. In the corner of the storage bag, he found the corpse-controlling bell that had been dismantled in pieces.

After the little senior sister took the corpse-control bell apart, she never put it back together.

There were no good formations in it, so Mo Hua forgot about it.

Mo Hua fluttered these fragmentary corpse-controlling bells, held them in both hands, and scattered them on the table.

Zhang Quan was dumbfounded.

"This is...my corpse control bell?"

The blood rope, strange patterns, bell body, bell... were dismantled in pieces, as if they had been "dismembered".

Zhang Quan glared at Mo Hua and said:

"How did you dismantle it?"

Mo Hua thought to himself, I couldn't have dismantled it, it was the little senior sister who dismantled it.

But what the little senior sister dismantled seemed to be similar to what she dismantled.

Mo Hua said: "I think it's fun, so I took it apart and studied it..."

Zhang Quan's scalp felt numb.

After a long while, he regained his composure and said word by word:

"And...my ancestor's picture!"

When Lu Chengyun heard this, his expression also froze, and his eyes were slightly salivating.

Mo Hua was a little reluctant, but he also knew that he could not afford to lose the big at this time, so he reluctantly took out the group of ancestor pictures.

Zhang Quan felt guilty and ecstatic at the same time.

I feel guilty that due to my negligence, I have lost my ancestors and humiliated my ancestors.

What was ecstatic was that now that he had lost it and found it, he could finally comfort the spirit of his ancestors in heaven.

Zhang Quan immediately snatched the picture of the ancestor and opened it, with a big smile on his face.

That's right, it's my ancestor's picture.

But as he looked at it, the smile on his face froze.

wrong……

Why do some people seem to be missing in this picture?

Where are people?

where it goes?

Zhang Quan looked at the ink painting in disbelief, "Where are the ancestors of my Zhang family?"

Mo Hua pointed at the picture in his hand, "Aren't you staying in the picture?"

Zhang Quan said angrily: "Why are there a few missing?"

Mo Hua curled his lips, "How do I know?"

Zhang Quan said angrily: "The picture is in your hands, how could you not know it?"

Mo Hua thought for a while and said, "Maybe he went to visit..."

Zhang Quan opened his mouth wide, "Coming... to visit?"

"Yes." Mo Hua nodded, with a matter-of-fact expression, "Isn't it normal for you to want to move around after staying for a long time?"

"It's just that the world of cultivation is very dangerous. If you go to visit, you may not be able to come back. If you encounter danger, you may be eaten by some 'bad thing'..."

This chapter is a bit longer, so I wrote it a bit late~