MTL - Asking About Longevity

Chapter 631 Tea House

In his dim vision, there were two figures in the boudoir of the wife of the Wang family, and they didn't know what they were doing.

Mo Hua wanted to go in and pull out Hwarang Jun, but Murong Caiyun refused to let him in.

 “You’re still young, don’t get dirty.”

Mo Hua blinked, not quite understanding, but obediently did not go in.

So Ouyang Feng and Shangguan Xu stayed outside.

　　"If you practice this kind of bird technique and can't control your lower body, you are really a waste..."

Mo Hua shook his head.

“When the senior brothers and sisters come and have help, we will find a way to capture these monks and ask them clearly...”

 Secondly, if Hwarang Jun is let go and the adulterer is caught, this matter can be just a "rumor".

The Wang family has become the laughing stock of the entire mountain city. It has been ridiculed for hundreds of years and cannot hold its head up.

Mo Hua nodded.

 It can damage the mid-stage foundation players, but it may not kill them.

The flower picker broke out of the window and fled, but was stopped by Ouyang Feng and Shangguan Xu who were guarding outside.

Since the monks from the Wang family pretended to be helping but interfered with their affairs, they pretended to "miss" and slashed the monks from the Wang family several times.

Hwarang Jun smiled arrogantly, his movements were graceful, and he stood up to escape.

 “A lazy donkey grinds his hands and urinates a lot…”

Mo Hua frowned and listened. The more he listened, the more he felt like it.

When they knew that the Wang family could not catch Hualang Jun, they began to deliberately make obstacles to stop Ouyang Feng and Shangguan Xu.

Mo Huaben didn’t pay much attention and was eating his own noodles. However, he had strong sense of consciousness and good hearing. He seemed to hear the three words "Hanārokuro" from time to time.

 This distance is enough to escape.

The worst case scenario is that Hwarang-kun falls into the hands of himself and his senior brothers and sisters, and is taken to the Daojingsi, where he is convicted and put on trial.

 “Okay,” the old man agreed with a smile, “Little Master, please wait a moment.”

Some people sneered and saw the joke; some hid their faces and felt embarrassed; some were filled with indignation and rage...

Mo Hua made up his mind and continued to eat noodles with peace of mind.

The monks from the Wang family felt guilty and did not dare to speak out.

Ouyang Feng was slightly angry, his spiritual power was surging, and his sword was fierce, so he wanted to take action and kill all the Wang family monks who were blocking the way.

 “Eat the noodles first and wait a while…”

Mo Hua still took the time to look at every move of these people with the corner of his eye to see if he could see their cultivation level and the details of their Taoism.

Mo Hua understood, smiled slightly, and did not take action, but sat aside and watched the show.

 Sick of addiction?

He doesn’t really think that no one can catch him at the border of the second-level state...

 This cave is where he hides, and basically no one knows about it except himself.

what to do?

 Find a way to take them down?

Isn't it Hwarang-kun?

 The woman was startled when she heard this, and her defense was instantly broken.

He practices evil magic and has no use for it.

In addition, there is a thin man, gloomy.

“If he doesn’t supplement you, he may be raising you like a ‘pig’, waiting for you to reach a higher level, and then he will supplement you all at once...”

"How can you break into the royal family's inner chamber?"

 But I don’t know him at all…

He didn't bother to care about other things.

With his physical skills, he can pick flowers and steal in this second-grade immortal city, coming and going freely, and no one can do anything to him.

 Then he used Water Step, jumped lightly from the mountain road, and arrived in front of the teahouse happily.

Mo Hua said silently in his heart.

Mo Hua was mainly hungry, so he asked:

 The boudoir was in a mess, with robes and skirts scattered on the floor.

Mo Hua overheard it outside and reminded him "kindly":

 He has thick hair on his head, which is tied into a bun, but there are a few fiery red dots in the bun, which are deeply hidden...

It caused a lot of noise and excitement along the way.

Ouyang Feng understood and stopped his hand. Shangguan Xu also put away his heavy sword.

 …

It’s also easy for them, flower thieves, to hide.

Like most flower-picking thieves, Hwarang-jun’s body skills are very good, but his Tao skills are sparse.

Mo Hua shook his head.

 If you can escape once, you can escape a second time.

Hwarang Jun sneered, his expression was a bit arrogant, and he didn't take Ouyang Feng and others seriously.

At one glance, Mo Hua felt a shock in his heart, and a strange sense of familiarity came over him, as if this person was exactly the person he was looking for.

Mo Hua was a little angry at first, but when he saw the Wang family monk, his eyes were evasive, as if he was harboring evil intentions, and he finally realized after thinking about it for a while.

 They are in the same group?

 This couple, a scumbag man and a scumbag woman, are quite a match.

“Two pots of tea, two plates of dried meat, four plates of preserved fruits…”

Ouyang Feng and Shangguan Xu also figured this out, and immediately became angry, so they started to attack regardless of the severity.

Murong Caiyun hated this kind of scum, so he spared no room in his attack and burned his limbs with five-color aura.

"we agreed…"

  But there are still some women who are forced to do so.

The woman glared at Murong Caiyun haughtily:

 “What kind of flower thief?”

 The best case scenario is that the Wang family captures Hwarang-kun, beats him to death, destroys his body, and claims that nothing happened.

 It’s better to be on the safe side.

They ordered tea and food, then found an open corner to sit down and chatted quietly.

 So when they took action, their priority was to capture Hwarang-jun.

 “Old man, do you have anything to eat?”

Moreover, with my current consciousness, I cannot form the killing formation above the thirteen lines in an instant.

So this Hwarangjun is also a rebel disciple of which sect in Qianxuezhoujie?

 Why did he suddenly appear in Luanshan City?

 Previously at Daotingsi, Mo Hua looked through the files of "Hwarangjun".

 Suddenly, I heard a subtle cry, "Senior Brother Feng..."

 After a while, the noodles were served.

Even if he escapes, Mo Hua still has some calculations, and he can always find traces of his cause and effect.

Everyone watched as Hwarangjun climbed over the wall from the backyard, broke the formation, and fled towards the wall outside Wang's house.

Hwarangjun then ran away.

Many monks from the Wang family came up to besiege him, trying to capture Mr. Hwarang.

Shangguan Xu also stepped forward to add a few more swords.

 He did not touch any of the dried meat on the table.

But if Senior Sister Murong doesn't show it to him, there's nothing he can do.

While eating, Mo Hua thought about this mission again.

But what he didn’t know was that he was able to escape before because there was a little monk hiding in the dark who didn’t take action...

 “Who are you?”

Murong Caiyun and others left the Wang family and got rid of the Wang family monks. Then, under the guidance of Mo Hua, in just half an hour, they encountered an enemy in the deserted suburbs of Luanshan City. They tried their best to escape for a long time. They thought they had escaped. On the day of birth, Hwarang-jun was meditating and resting in a secret cave.

The leader is tall and has a kind face, followed by two big men and a thin man.

The most urgent task is to catch the flower picker.

Mo Hua was not going to let him go.

 Everyone went their separate ways and then met together outside Luanshan City to return to the sect.

Although this woman has foundation-building skills, she is pampered and only knows how to support her lover behind her husband's back. Her strength is shockingly weak.

 “Be bold!”

It looked pretty good. Mo Hua tasted it and found that it wasn't really good, but it wasn't bad either. He wasn't too picky about food, so he concentrated on eating the noodles.

Mo Hua comforted himself.

There are four monks in this group.

The Earth Fire Formation is just a Thirteen Pattern Formation.

Murong Caiyun and Hua Qianqian entered the boudoir.

 “It’s okay, I want a big bowl of noodles!”

Mo Hua was still a little curious, so he took a sneak peek into the boudoir through the broken window.

The old man looked apologetic, "There are only some dried fruits to go with tea, and there are also pastas, but there are not many people ordering them, so we don't make them often, for fear that they won't suit the young master's appetite..."

Murong Caiyun was afraid that his ink painting skills would deteriorate.

Mo Hua had nothing to do, so he looked at the scenery outside Luanshan City, waiting for his senior brothers and sisters.

 “…I’ve lost my time…can I afford it?”

 Then he was like a kite whose string had broken before it even took off, and fell straight to the ground.

Mo Hua is holding a big bowl, sipping noodles in his mouth, and thinking silently in his mind.

"You little girl, what do you know? My husband loves me. He has said it before. He went to pick up those women just for the sake of practicing. He has never been sincere..."

 At more than ten breaths, the shot is a bit too slow.

 The entire Wang family was full of people and turned into a mess.

 “You won’t die on your belly...”

Murong Caiyun and Hua Qianqian returned some of the female cultivator's personal belongings that Hualang Jun had stolen or robbed, such as hairpins, sachets, personal clothes, etc., and returned them one by one to their original owners.

When the woman said this, she suddenly felt jealous, "Those bitches, it's really an advantage for them to be picked up by the husband..."

Murong Caiyun thoughtfully thought about these women, so he and Hua Qianqian secretly returned these personal belongings to the poor women who were being persecuted.

When I took a look at the ink painting, I saw that the man was handsome, but his complexion was so white and gloomy. He had a slutty look on his face. He looked like the "Hwarang Jun".

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 The arrest is over now.

As for the formations above the Thirteen Lines, I followed Mr. Xun’s instructions. Most of the formations I learned were production-type formations or trapping formations, and I didn’t learn many killing formations.

Hwarang-kun was locked up by the sudden water prison technique, the arrogant look on his face faded, and his eyes were filled with panic.

 He was "extremely affectionate" to a flower picker and even kept him in a boudoir...

I always felt that the "Hwa Rokuro" they were talking about was the flower-picking thief that I and my senior brothers and sisters had just caught - Mr. Hwarang.

Red cassock, fire-spotted ring scars…

Hwarangjun could only fall to the ground and twitch, begging desperately for mercy, and he was no longer as arrogant as he was at the beginning.

These things don’t require ink painting.

 What happens after that is simply the end.

It is broad daylight again, and the formation patterns are too conspicuous and easy to be noticed.

 If you don’t ask clearly, don’t know the basics, and rush into action, it will be bad if there is a misunderstanding.

Several monks sitting with him were chatting and cursing "Hana Rokuro", but he said nothing and only drank tea and ate preserved fruits.

He played against Ouyang Feng, and he fell off the wind, but his whole body was wrapped in pink, his body was like a fall, and he could be thoroughly treated for a while, and he had no worries of his life.

However, Mo Hua is still young and not very interested in these romantic affairs.

Ouyang Feng and Shangguan Xu escorted Hualangjun to the Daotingsi in Luanshan City. At the same time, they had to record some confessions and go through some procedures.

 “Hanarokuro?”

 The two men surrounded the flower picker and did not give him a chance to escape.

 Two big men, they seem to be following the path of body refining. Their energy is very strong but very restrained.

 Otherwise, it would be too reckless and risky to do it alone.

 Hwarang Jun has been stopped by Ouyang Feng and Shangguan Xu outside.

While waiting, Mo Hua became hungry. He let go of his spiritual consciousness and scanned it, and saw a teahouse not far away, among the green mountains and clear waters.

 No one cares about what a family does behind the scenes.

Ouyang Feng was startled and turned around to look, only to see Mo Hua standing by and watching with a calm expression, and even winked at him.

Shortly after, a woman's scream came from the room, and then a disheveled man, beaten by spells and spiritual needles to the point of vomiting blood, broke out of the window in embarrassment.

 Among the four, the leader is the tall monk with a kind face.

Just when she was about to curse, Hua Qianqian pierced her acupuncture point with a spiritual needle and fainted.

The shop owner was an old man with a stooped back and asked with a smile on his face:

 “This young master, would you like some tea?”

An unkempt woman covered her body with a quilt and shouted angrily:

After all, the facts are there. Dogs can’t stop eating shit, and flower pickers can’t stop picking up supplements.

 But why would he suddenly go to a place like Luanshan City to recruit female nuns from several small families?

Practice evil skills and get angry?

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　…　　　

The fairy city there is not strictly controlled by the Tao Ting Secretary, the atmosphere is rotten, and there are many fireworks and willow lanes.

The purpose of his trip was to capture Hwarang-jun, exchange for merit, and learn the formation.

Since Hwarang-kun cannot be caught, he cannot be allowed to fall into the hands of his sect disciples...

Since he is a flower picker, he probably carries around some things that are not suitable for children and may be dirty to the eyes.

Some of these women were deceived by Mr. Hwarang and were willing to be harvested.

 Hwarangjun…

As for how to deal with this woman, it depends on the wishes of the Wang family and Daotingsi.

In total, I got a number of jade slips, a collection of tonic skills, a volume of magic body skills, two **** pictures, some spiritual stones, some ecstasy pills, as well as some women's private sachets and clothing, etc.

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, thinking he heard wrongly, so he slowed down his eating speed, pricked up his ears, and listened carefully.

 Hwarang-kun was arrested, and the mission was over.

Mo Hua saw enough of the excitement and nodded, then got up and chased outside Wang's house with Murong Caiyun and others.

　　If you don’t want to watch it, just don’t watch it…

"oh…"

 It seems to be a spiritual practice, but I don’t know what kind of magic it is.

Ouyang Feng, who had been holding back his anger for a long time, raised his sword and stepped forward, slashing Hwarang Jun to the ground again as he tried to break free from the Water Prison Technique.

The teahouse is not big, but it has a tent set up and many tables set up outside.

 Tall, kind-faced…

Murong Caiyun sneered at the woman and said, "You are the wife of the housekeeper, and you are so shameless when you lure a thief into the house!"

Ouyang Feng was too lazy to answer him. He pointed Huang Feng's long sword at him and said coldly:

 “Suffer death.”

Soon, the monks from the Wang family also gathered over. One or two of them looked shocked, but their attitudes were different.

His robe is that of an ordinary monk, but under the cuffs, a small piece of red clothing with gold patterns is exposed.

If I remember correctly, the name "Hwarangjun" was also on Boss Jiang's "list".

This is a normal thing, but it was the Wang family that exploded.

 After a while, the other side said again:

Mo Hua took out the "iron plate" and walked him through the process.

Hwarang Jun looked shocked, "How did you find him?"

 But if you know yourself and your enemy, you can fight a hundred battles without danger.

　　It is a huge scandal for the housekeeper’s wife to keep a flower picker.

Mo Hua frowned and glanced at the leading monk again, his pupils narrowed.

Hwarangjun was caught and was to be taken to Daojingsi and imprisoned pending trial.

Hua Qianqian next to him also had a pretty face and kept pricking him with spiritual needles...

There were a few monks here and there, eating dried fruits, drinking herbal tea, and chatting.

Mo Hua chose a table that was windy, had a good view, and looked neat, and sat down at it.

　　It’s just that the head of the Wang family didn’t expect that his wife would go so far behind his back.

Hwarangjun’s physical skills are very good, but in Mo Hua’s eyes, he is just doing the same thing.

Her blood surged, her face flushed, and she pointed at the ink painting with trembling fingers, "伱, you..."

 “That’s what he deserves...”

“Pigs must be fattened before they are killed…”

Mo Hua’s words are heartbreaking, but his face is sympathetic.

“But he treats me differently, so he is only willing to be friendly with me and never takes advantage of my strength..."

And what the monks of the Wang family did was not beyond Mo Hua's expectations.

Mo Hua felt it was strange, so he turned his head slightly and took another look at the monk.

The ink painting in the distance touched his finger, and the water vapor condensed instantly, and the lock came down, tying up Hwarang Jun who was riding the wind and leaping in the air.

But they were incompetent and were in the way, but they gave Hwarangjun a chance to breathe.

 “…Why aren’t you coming?”

Hwarangjun’s leg was broken and he was put in a spiritual chain.

Also, is there any information or clues about criminal cultivators in the jade slips?

It would be fine if these people are in the early stage of foundation building, but if they are in the middle stage of foundation building, it will be more difficult.

 He himself is not a good person.

Mo Hua was a little surprised.

 He couldn't escape from Mo Hua's grasp.

Then this matter is an iron fact. The whole Wang family will be embarrassed.

Mo Hua didn't show any expression, still lowering his head to eat the noodles, but his consciousness had been extended to the extreme, eavesdropping on their every word.

This Mr. Hwarang is very cautious in his actions. Most of his haunts are in relatively remote fairy cities outside the borders of Qianxue Prefecture.

Catching Mr. Hwarang will solidify the matter, and the Wang family’s face will be at stake.

 But it’s different now.

But he wanted to read Hwarangjun's body technique secret book, study it, what the principles of the body technique practiced by evil cultivators were, and whether there were any flaws.

 “bad stuff…”

While Hwarang-kun was using his physical skills to deal with the crowd, Mo Hua had already locked him tightly with his spiritual consciousness.

 Whether it is escorting or returning personal belongings, it will take some time.

It is not convenient to give these things to Daotingsi.

 Have you finished the Budi Fire Formation in one pot?

 …

The ink painting is too close, and if you don’t know the details, you don’t dare to use your spiritual sense to pry too deep, in case it attracts their attention.

“I don’t know…which bitch’s bed I’m sleeping on…”

Suddenly, people's voices sounded. Mo Hua looked up and saw another group of monks coming outside.

This Hanarokuro…

Also, in my haste, I didn’t see their cultivation level clearly.

Mo Hua’s eyes lit up and he sent a message to Murong Caiyun:

“Sister, I’m waiting for you at the teahouse outside the city!”

 The personal belongings they had on them were stolen or snatched away by Hwarangjun afterwards and used to blackmail and threaten them.

However, this actually gave Hwarang Jun an advantage. The more chaotic the situation, the easier it was for him to escape. After a few quick movements, he was already several feet away from Ouyang Feng and the two of them.

 But once it is brought to light, this kind of lax family tradition and dirty backyard is extremely fatal. After making some inquiries, Mo Hua learned that the head of the Wang family and the Taoist couple had long been separated from each other in appearance and spirit, and each was doing his own thing.

Ouyang Feng’s long sword is like the wind, Shangguan Xu’s heavy sword is like a mountain.

Murong Caiyun felt angry and his teeth were itching, and he was speechless for a moment.

It can be said that from the moment he appeared in front of Mo Hua, he was already a "cooked duck" and could not fly.

 These things were "confiscated" by Senior Sister Murong as soon as they were "tortured".

he is…

Mo Hua’s pupils trembled.

 Fire Buddha? !

 (End of this chapter)