Asking about longevity

Mo Shan is an eighth-level Qi-refining demon hunter who makes a living by hunting demon beasts and stripping them of their materials. It sounds more impressive, but it is actually very hard and risky.

Most monsters in the cultivator world are far stronger than human cultivators and are extremely difficult to hunt.

Generally, monsters of the same realm require at least a team of five to ten monks to hunt them down, and they may not be successful. Even if the hunt is successful, some of the more precious parts of the monster are easily damaged during the battle and cannot be sold for many spirit stones. In the end, the profits will be distributed according to the contributions of teammates, and the spirit stones shared are already relatively meager.

If he accidentally gets injured again, the medical elixir will cost a lot of money, and he may not be able to make ends meet. Once seriously injured, it is often difficult to make a living by hunting monsters.

Mo Shan is a tall and tall individual cultivator with a handsome and angular face. According to the monk's age, he is not yet middle-aged, but because he hunts monsters and sleeps in the open air all year round, his face already has a bit of the weather of hardship.

After Mo Shan entered the door, he put down the knife and the fur of an unknown monster on his shoulder, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

The coat he wore was frayed and stained with blood, some fresh and some dull. Most of it was the blood of monsters, but also his own or his companions' blood.

This time the monster hunt might not be going well, Mo Hua secretly guessed.

Mo Shan frowned unconsciously, with a heavy expression. Coupled with the blood stains on his clothes, he looked a little cold and cold to avoid strangers. ♗

But this bit of hostility dissipated when he walked into the house and saw his wife, as if a soldier who had gone through a hard battle had returned home and removed his heavy and scarred armor.

Mo Shan's voice was a little hoarse due to exhaustion, but he still asked in a gentle voice: "Is everything okay at home?"

Liu Ruhua packed his luggage for him and took out a clean cloth to wipe his face. "Everything is fine at home, you don't have to worry."

Seeing that his face was full of dust, he couldn't help but said: "You are out on your own, so you have to take care of yourself."

Mo Shan smiled, then looked inside the room, "Is Hua'er back?"

"I just came back yesterday. The sect is also on annual vacation. He should still be sleeping soundly now. I'll call him. If he knows that you are back, he will be very happy."

Mo Shan looked at the blood stains on his clothes and the scars on his body, stopped his wife and said, "Let him sleep a little longer. The sect's cultivation is not easy. I'll take a bath first, apply some herbs, and change my clothes."

Liu Ruhua nodded and said, "Okay, let me eat something first."

Mo Shan was hungry after traveling all night.

Liu Ruhua's cooking skills were very good, and even though it was just some simple meals, Mo Shan still devoured them.

When hunting monsters, he often eats and sleeps in the open air. When he is hungry, he eats some cold and hard food, and he is reluctant to eat Bigu Dan. When Xin went home and ate the food cooked by his wife, he suddenly felt that all the hard work and fatigue were gone.

Mo Shan ate a lot, took another big mouthful of the fragrant and glutinous porridge, and let out a long sigh of relief. Liu Ruhua looked at the blood stains on his clothes and then worried: "Is someone injured again this time?"

Mo Shan sighed: "Three of them were injured, but Lao Chu is still seriously injured."

Mo Shan then talked about hunting monsters:

"A group of eight of us were hunting a wolf demon that was more than ten feet tall. We had already trapped the wolf demon, and we could kill it after we slowly exhausted its demon power. Unexpectedly, other demon hunting teams passed by, most of them were newcomers. , the blood didn’t even bleed a few times, but he had the audacity to imitate others in picking up leaks, and when he made a rash move, two of them were eaten alive by the monster..."

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"The evil beast ate people to replenish its blood, and then went crazy. Lao Chu and I tried our best to kill the wolf monster, but we also suffered heavy losses. Lao Chu broke an arm and lost a lot of blood. , My vitality is severely damaged, I’m afraid I won’t be able to eat the food of hunting monsters..."

Mo Shan said bitterly: "Old Chu, his child is only two years old, and his wife only grows some fruits and vegetables to support the family. Now she is seriously injured, and she has to spend a large sum of spiritual stones to treat the injury. Even if the injury is cured, the family of three will not be able to survive." I don’t know what to do for a living.”

Liu Ruhua also sighed and said: "Our family was in difficulty before. Although Lao Chu himself was not rich, he still lent us spiritual stones. There are still some spiritual stones saved at home. Why don't we give them to Lao Chu first? At least first Heal the injury."

Mo Shan nodded, "The wolf monster hasn't made a move yet. If you sell it, you should get about three hundred spirit stones. When the time comes, give Lao Chu more points, and we'll lend him some more spirit stones to survive this time. only……"

Mo Shan felt a little guilty, "Hua'er, Shu Xiu, who will join the sect to practice next year... originally wanted to kill the wolf demon so that he could get a rough idea, but now something like this happened..."

Liu Ruhua held Mo Shan's hand and said: "As long as the family is safe, there is always a way to earn spiritual stones. I also saved some while working as a cook in a restaurant. If I borrow some from others, it won't delay Hua'er's enrollment in school and practice next year. of."

Mo Shan looked at his wife silently. The once young and beautiful face was already a bit haggard, and he felt even more guilty.

"It's better not to do the errands in the kitchen. If the fire invades the body, it will hurt the heart, lungs and meridians. Next year, I will find more people, kill more monsters, and earn more spiritual stones. I will not let you live. So hard.”

Liu Ruhua pursed her lips and smiled, with a somewhat proud expression, pointing to the hairpin on her head, "What do you think this is?"

Mo Shan didn't pay attention when he walked in. Now he took a closer look and found that the hairpin was different from the one his wife usually wore.

"Who is this hairpin?"

"Hua'er gave it to me. It's called a fire-preventing hairpin. It can ward off the fire on the stove. Wearing it will make your heart, lungs and meridians feel much refreshed."

"Hua'er is really sensible."

Mo Shan felt relieved and ashamed at the same time, "As a husband, I haven't given you a gift for many years..."

Liu Ruhua smiled and said, "Hua'er is your son, and you gave him the lunch box."

Mo Shan burst out laughing, then smiled bitterly and said: "Taoism often talks about luck. My luck in this life may be marrying a wife like you and having a sensible son like Hua'er!"

Liu Ruhua glanced at her husband angrily and couldn't help but laugh.

Mo Shan looked at his wife's smile and silently made up his mind. In the next year, he would find a few demon hunters with higher cultivation levels, find a way to enter the inner mountain, kill more demon beasts, and earn more spiritual stones. He would never let his wife do it again. After working so hard, I also have to find a way to give my son a good future.

Mo Hua heard his parents' words in the room, and the young man sighed.

Without knowing it, my parents had been enduring the hardships of the monastic life. Perhaps no matter which world, parents bear much more burdens than their children imagine.

Even monks are still busy with spiritual stones and running for their livelihood.

Monks and mortals seem different, but there seems to be no difference.

Mo Hua sighed, and then silently pondered in his heart: "Is there any way I can earn spiritual stones?"