Asking about longevity

Mo Hua, who had gone through a day of right and wrong, wanted to go to bed early, but couldn't. After thinking about it, he went to the Consciousness Sea and practiced the formation on the stone tablet for a whole night.

When drawing formations, there is no distraction and it is easier to calm down.

On the second day, Zhang Lan found the ink painting.

He was sitting on an Eight Immortals table in the corner of the restaurant. On the table were several plates of snacks and a jug of wine.

Zhang Lan poured himself a glass of wine, looked at Mo Hua and said, "Tell me, what happened yesterday?"

"What's going on?"

Zhang Lan curled his lips and said, "Don't pretend to be stupid for me, it's about Qian Xing."

"He bullied me, and then Brother Dazhu and the others helped, and they started fighting, and then you guys came." Mo Hua avoided the important and took the easy.

Everything happened, but the key content was missing. Zhang Lan couldn't help but said:

"Don't be careless about me. You must have used that formation."

Mo Hua was surprised, "Uncle Zhang, have you seen everything?"

"I didn't see it," Zhang Lan took a sip of wine, "If I had seen it, how could I have allowed them to act like this?"

Mo Hua asked doubtfully: "Then how do you know that you are using a formation and not a spell?"

After the earth fire array exploded, the spiritual paper turned into fly ash. Unless they saw it with their own eyes, no one would know that Mo Hua used the array to injure Qian Xing.

"The passing rain leaves traces, and the passing geese leave their voices. Whatever a monk does, he will leave traces. Just because you can't see it, doesn't mean others can't see it either."

"What are the traces?" Mo Hua asked humbly.

"The paper used in the formation leaves embers after burning, which is different from the ashes left after other things are burned. After the formation explodes, the remaining spiritual energy is easy to distinguish. If you are knowledgeable, you can even tell which kind you are using. Formation. In addition, there are not many spells that can be used in the Qi Chain stage. Apart from spells, only talismans and formations have such power. Talismans are expensive and easier to identify. When you think about it, formations are the only ones..." Zhang Lan talked about this kind of thing with a confident expression.

"So that's it," Mo Hua suddenly realized, "Then how can we erase these traces?"

"The ashes of the spiritual paper will disperse when exposed to the wind and melt when exposed to water, or you can directly use other array media to draw the array, so that no embers will remain; the spiritual power aura remaining after the array explodes can be artificially confused, but it doesn't matter. Normal monks can't tell the difference between the formation and the monk's spiritual power, and..."

As Zhang Lan was talking, he realized something was wrong. He seemed to be teaching Mo Hua to do bad things and then "destroy the corpses and traces"...

"What else?" Mo Huazheng listened with interest.

Zhang Lan coughed and said, "These are not important. Just tell me whether you injured Qian Xing."

"No." Mo Hua is not stupid, how could he admit it and cause trouble for nothing.

Zhang Lan looked unbelieving.

"Uncle Zhang, think about it, I am only at the fourth level of Qi refining, how can I draw such a powerful formation?"

"Well, that's a good excuse." Zhang Lan nodded perfunctorily.

"That's right," Mo Hua had just finished speaking, and then he came to his senses and corrected: "This is a fact, not an excuse!"

Zhang Lan said with a smile: "Okay, okay, I understand. Don't worry, I just want to know what happened, and I won't really send you to Daotingsi for interrogation."

"Don't you Daotingsi care?"

"It is impossible for Daotingsi to be indifferent to right from wrong. In your eyes, do you think that Daotingsi is colluding with the aristocratic clans and others?"

"Yes. Mo Hua nodded honestly.

It would be strange if Daotingsi and the family are not colluding.

Zhang Lan took a sip of wine. After thinking about it, he couldn't cite any examples to deny it, so he had to prove his innocence: "Okay, there are indeed collusion, but at least I am not, so that's okay."

Mo Hua glanced at him with some sympathy and whispered: "Uncle Zhang, are you being excluded, so they don't let you play?"

Zhang Lan's head hurt a little and his heart was a little tired. He was just about to defend himself when he suddenly realized that the topic had been taken by this kid and he hadn't finished what he wanted to ask.

Zhang Lan glared at Mo Hua: "Don't beat around the bush and tell you about Qian Xing."

"Oh." Mo Hua sat obediently, he wouldn't say anything anyway.

However, both of them knew this very well, they just didn't say it.

Zhang Lan didn't want to pursue it, so he said: "You are only at the fourth level of Qi refining, and you really can't draw this kind of formation, so you are definitely not the one who hurt Qianxing."

"Who could that be?" Mo Hua asked tentatively.

Zhang Lan raised his eyebrows and said: "Qian Xing must have offended a lot of people because of his domineering behavior. This time he caused trouble in the street, and some monks took the opportunity to secretly attack him. As for who specifically did it, we need to take the time to find out... …”

Mo Hua was filled with admiration. Those who could enter the Dao Tingsi were indeed talented people. He had to learn more about this ability of telling lies with open eyes.

"Thank you for your hard work, Zhang Diansi. I'll treat you to this meal!" Mo Hua patted his chest and said generously.

"Oh?" Zhang Lan said jokingly, "In that case, let's have two more plates of beef and two bottles of fine wine!"

Mo Hua was a bit embarrassed: "It's almost a small business."

Zhang Lan couldn't help laughing.

"By the way, you had a problem with Qian Xing? Why did he go out of his way to make things difficult for you?" Zhang Lan suddenly remembered and asked.

Mo Hua thought for a while and said, "It's nothing special. He asked me to do something for him. When I didn't agree, he became angry."

"that's all?"

"Yes." Mo Hua nodded, "He said he wanted to kill me and throw me into the mountains to be eaten by monsters one by one, so that Daotingsi wouldn't be able to find him..."

"Fuck!" Zhang Lan slammed the table in anger. Other diners followed the sound, so Zhang Lan had to cough and cover up: "Good wine!"

Mo Hua couldn't help but said: "You broke our table."

The table had been patted by Zhang Lan and had a few cracks.

Zhang Lan usually restrained his blood and spiritual power, but he was angry for a moment, so he used a little more force.

"Accounting, deduct it from my spirit stone." Zhang Lan said sarcastically.

Mo Hua just talked casually, and then asked a question that he was very confused about:

"Uncle Zhang, Qian Xing, you can't really kill anyone..."

As Mo Hua grew up, most of the monks he saw were working for a living. Even if there were fights, they were with monsters. The monks rarely killed each other.

So at that time, Qian Xing wanted to kill him when he had a disagreement. Mo Hua was still very surprised. Moreover, Qian Xing talked about killing people in an understatement, and he also hung people in the mountains and let monsters eat them one by one. If it wasn't If you have really done it, you probably won’t be able to say it with certainty.

This is also the first time that Mo Hua has personally experienced the danger and unpredictability hidden under ordinary daily life.

Zhang Lan's expression gradually became serious, "It's not impossible..."

"Does Daotingsi not care?"

"Only when someone reports the case, the Daotingsi will take care of it. When there are clues, the Daotingsi will investigate. Only when the evidence is conclusive, the Daotingsi will convict. Otherwise, it will either be impossible to intervene at all, or even if it intervenes, there will be no result, and in the end it will not be resolved. Of."

Whatever Qian Xing did will probably come to nothing...

A lot of people troll me...

This plot isn't that bad...

It's like going home from school every day, and suddenly you are blocked by the school bully and others. It is obvious that no matter what you say, he will not let you go, so the protagonist doesn't want to talk nonsense.

The protagonist's formation level is already very strong compared to his peers. Although he will not take the initiative to cause trouble, it does not mean that he will be afraid of trouble.

The protagonist solves his own problem and wins the battle, and adults will naturally take action to solve the rest.

The demon hunters are united and protect their weaknesses. They fight monsters every day and are bloody. Naturally, it is impossible to watch the children of the demon hunters being bullied.

Not only for the protagonist, but also for other children.

What's more, the protagonist already has a wide network of contacts, including alchemists, weapon refiners, Daotingsi, his father can also speak in the demon hunter, and there are also experts like Aunt Xue and Mr. Zhuang.

In this case, why should he endure it when others bully him?

To endure when you are not capable is to be cautious, but to endure when you are capable is to be cowardly...

In addition, although there are many people complaining, the first order and follow-up order are actually okay, at least for a newbie, it is not bad, and it is within expectations.

That’s all. After that, I will concentrate on typing, and I will read less comments. I really don’t want to write a word after being criticized so much...

Finally, thank you all for your support. Let’s update ten times today.