Chapter 566 Returning Home

Hundreds of miles away from Tongxian City, the mountains and forests are lush and the streams are gurgling.

On the mountain road, a caravan of more than ten people, pulling several storage boxes, slowly moved forward.

Mo Hua sat on the caravan's truck, swinging his calves leisurely, looking at the familiar but slightly unfamiliar mountain scenery nearby, thinking about his parents, as well as acquaintances and friends in Tongxian City. He was excited, but suddenly felt a little homesick.

From the third-grade Dalishanzhou boundary to Tongxian City.

The road was long and steep, and Mo Hua walked and stopped along the way, visiting array masters and looking for array formations along the way, and walked for more than half a year.

Now he is fifteen years old.

A first-grade array master, early foundation building cultivation, fourteen-pattern spiritual consciousness, spiritual thoughts have changed qualitatively, condensed like mercury.

Compared with when he left home, Mo Hua has grown a little taller.

His eyebrows and eyes have also grown a little, and there is a hint of heroism in his eyebrows and eyes.

However, a teenager is still too young for a cultivator.

Mo Hua built his foundation early. Although he had experienced many things, he still looked like a child who was as pure as a jade and innocent.

"Mo Ge'er, your parents really trust you to travel alone..."

An old man in the caravan couldn't help asking.

He asked this question at least seven or eight times along the way.

The old man was the boss of the caravan. He traveled all over the country and sold some spiritual stones and elixirs to make a living.

His surname was Zheng, and his eyes were sharp. Others called him Zheng Lao.

Tongxian City was becoming more and more prosperous, and there were more monks and merchants trading. Zheng Lao's caravan bought some Taoist goods and went to Tongxian City to sell them.

It was just that they were attacked by monsters along the way, and the formation on the car was broken.

When Mo Hua met them, he helped them repair the formation. They were all very simple formations, about four or five patterns of the first grade, not even a little effort.

But Zheng Lao was surprised.

This young cultivator, at such a young age, can actually repair the formation of five array patterns...

His future is bound to be limitless!

In order to thank Mo Hua, Old Zheng treated Mo Hua to a delicious meal. When he learned that Mo Hua's destination was Tongxian City, he gave Mo Hua a ride.

Mo Hua was tired from walking all the way, so he just took a break and hitched a ride.

He ate and drank all the way, and there were people to chat with, so he was not bored.

Anyway, it was very close to Tongxian City, and it wouldn't take a few days.

But every time Old Zheng looked at Mo Hua, his expression was a little incredible.

At such a young age, with such a good talent for formations, his parents really felt relieved and let him go out and travel alone...

If it were him, he would be reluctant.

Mo Hua whispered: "When I traveled, there were people with me. Now I'm back, I'm alone..."

When he said this, there was a trace of loneliness in Mo Hua's eyes.

Old Zheng nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Between the towering mountains, the caravan walked along the winding mountain road, step by step, towards Tongxian City.

Mo Hua looked up, looking at the undulating black mountains in front of him, and the outline of Tongxian City hidden in the mountains and clouds in the distance, and he breathed a sigh of relief silently.

"Anyway, we are almost home..."

It has only been a few years since he left home.

The life span of a cultivator is long, and a few years is not long, but for Mo Hua, it seems like a long time has passed...

Now, he is finally home.

Mo Hua's heart is slightly bitter.

After a few days and dozens of miles, Mo Hua saw acquaintances.

They were uncles of the demon hunter.

They were wearing iron armor, holding machetes, with murderous faces, and were on full alert, chasing the demon beasts, and they just happened to meet the caravan where Mo Hua was.

They were on the way to chasing the demon beasts, with iron armor and sharp blades, blood on their bodies, and murderous faces.

Seeing this, the other cultivators in the caravan were also on guard and looked nervous.

Old Zheng also felt a little cold in his heart.

It was their first time to do business in Tongxian City. They were unfamiliar with the place. In such a desolate place as Dahei Mountain, they encountered a bloody demon hunter with a murderous look on his face. They were inevitably uneasy.

They were afraid that if they disagreed, these demon hunters would kill and rob...

They often encountered and heard such things when they traveled all over the country.

What was more difficult was that these demon hunters were obviously very powerful.

Although the caravan had hired guards, these guards were only in the late stage of Qi Refining, less than the ninth level.

It was okay to deal with ordinary thieves, but it was obviously inferior to the demon hunters in front of them who had profound cultivation, excellent spiritual weapons, rich fighting experience, and blood on their hands.

Old Zheng was nervous, but he still tried to smile:

"My fellow Taoists, my surname is Zheng. I came to Tongxian City to do some small business. I hope you can be lenient..."

He began to calculate how much toll he should pay to pass the road safely and reduce losses to protect his capital...

The monster hunters did not speak.

They were hunting monsters, and speaking less was the rule of monster hunting.

Seeing that they did not speak, the smile on Old Zheng's face became more and more stiff.

Just then, a monster hunter accidentally glanced and saw a child with beautiful eyebrows and eyes in a car of the caravan, looking at him with a friendly face and a smile.

He was shocked, his eyes widened, and he shouted in disbelief:

"Mo...Mo Hua?!!"

The monster hunters next to him all glared at him.

"What are you doing? You're so startled?"

"Such a loud noise, what if it alarms the wind-hearing wolf?"

"You're an old demon hunter, how come you don't know this little rule?"

"No... it's Mo Hua!"

"What Mo Hua? Mo Hua can't..."

The demon hunter was stunned mid-sentence, "Mo Hua?!"

"You're stupid, Mo Hua isn't..."

Then, in a blink of an eye, he also saw innocent ink paintings with smiling faces in the caravan.

Mo Hua waved to them and said with a smile: "Uncle Zhao, Uncle Sun, Uncle Zhou... I'm back!"

Everyone was suffocated, and then looked ecstatic.

"That's right!"

"It's really an ink painting!"

"Ink painting!!"

"Keep your voice down, don't scare that wolf away..."

"Who cares about that broken wolf? It does whatever it wants..."

Mo Hua is a bit dumbfounded.

"Mo Hua, wait a minute, we'll pack it up and send you back to Tongxian City..." the demon hunters said enthusiastically.

Mo Hua glanced at them and saw that their swords and armors were all stained with blood. Although their eyes were firm, their faces were frosty. It was obvious that they had been chasing the monsters for a long time and had experienced fights. It was probably about to end.

Mo Hua shook his head and said:

"Uncle, you go hunt monsters first. No need to bother, I will just go back with the caravan."

"Go back to our house and I'll buy you a drink!"

Mo Hua patted his chest and said.

All the demon hunters laughed, but they were not pretentious.

The ability to draw with ink really doesn't require them to give it away.

"Okay, let's kill this wolf and go back. There is also some fresh demon meat that we just killed. Let's bring it back for you to try."

The demon hunter smiled.

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded repeatedly.

Afterwards everyone separated.

Mo Hua waved his little arms and said goodbye to the monster hunter's uncles.

Mr. Zheng was in danger. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked at the ink painting with both gratitude and surprise in his eyes.

"Little brother, do you know these demon hunters...?"

"Yes." Mo Hua nodded, "They are all my uncles and uncles. They all took care of me before I went to Daheishan. I'm very familiar with them..."

Are you going to Daheishan?

Mr. Zheng looked at the ink drawings on his arms and legs and didn't know what to say.

However, it’s good to be familiar...

It's easy to get things done with acquaintances.

Mr. Zheng was happy in his heart.

Fortunately, I was lucky enough to meet this little brother. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have known any of the monks. In this wilderness, I met these demon hunters with their swords licking blood. It’s hard to say what would happen...

Mr. Zheng became more polite to Mo Hua.

But as he walked further, he realized something was wrong again.

The further you go, the closer you get to Tongxian City, and you encounter more monster hunters.

When these demon hunters saw Mo Hua, without exception, they were shocked at first, and then all looked surprised.

One moment he had a solemn look on his face, but in the next moment he was as happy as the Chinese New Year...

Mr. Zheng looked at the ink painting, opened his mouth, and said absentmindedly:

"These monster hunters...are you familiar with them?"

All the monster hunters in the mountain know you.

Mo Hua nodded.

But you are...too familiar...

Mr. Zheng was still a little unbelievable.

Mo Hua smiled and said, "I'm very popular!"

General Zheng was doubtful and silently speculated in his heart.

This young monk's identity may not be ordinary. He may be an elder of the demon hunting industry, or at least a child of a high-ranking person.

Or maybe he is the young master of a big family in Tongxian City?

Mr. Zheng guessed all the way.

As everyone continued walking forward, it was getting late. (audience)

The sun is approaching dusk, and the sunset is over the mountains.

Mr. Zheng flipped through the map, estimated the distance, and frowned, "It's a bit late. If we don't hurry up, I might have to spend the night in the mountains..."

It would be dangerous to spend the night in the mountains...

In the current Dahei Mountain, a newly built mountain road extends from the deep mountain, to the inner mountain, and then to the outer mountain, leading directly to the fairy city.

The monsters inside the mountain are ferocious.

The monsters in the mountains are even more bloodthirsty, and occasionally there will be second-grade monsters.

It's fine during the day, but once it comes to night, if you stay in the mountains and encounter monsters, the night is dark and the mountains are dangerous. I'm afraid everyone will be beaten by the monsters.

"Take a shortcut while it's still dark?"

At least we're out of the mountains.

Someone suggested.

Mr. Zheng thought for a moment and nodded, "We must get to Tongxian City as soon as possible to avoid long nights and dreams."

Mo Hua raised his head and looked around, and found that this place was located deep inside the Daheishan Mountains. The mountain roads had been rehabilitated, and the mountain topography had also changed a little, which was a bit unfamiliar to him.

Mountain changes...

It seems that when he disintegrated the Five Elements Demon Slaying Formation, it was so powerful that it almost flattened most of the mountain, so the entire terrain changed.

Today, the mountain is still the same mountain, but the mountains and rivers are shaped differently, and the road is no longer the same.

For a while, I couldn't figure out the specific location of the ink painting.

A merchant accompanying him said:

"I've been to Tongxian City several times and I know a shortcut, but it's a little late. I'm afraid I might encounter monsters..."

Mr. Zheng thought for a moment and sighed: "That's better than spending the night in the mountains. You can lead the way. Everyone be careful."

"Okay, Mr. Zheng."

So the merchant led the way, and the caravan turned into the path.

The trail is an old mountain road.

There is a vague impression of the ink painting, which seems to be the road leading to Tongxian City from outside Dahei Mountain a long time ago.

Now that there are fewer people walking around, it is gradually becoming deserted.

There are indeed some twists and turns along the way.

Some rocks have collapsed due to the disintegration of a large formation a few years ago. People can cross, but it will take some trouble for vehicles and goods to cross.

There are also monsters.

But most of them are only in the middle and late stages of the first grade.

The guards in the caravan could handle it, so Mo Hua just reminded them in advance and did not take action.

Everyone worked together to kill a Kuimu wolf and a red-eyed sheep demon, and the road ahead was much smoother.

As they were about to leave the deep mountains, Mo Hua's consciousness moved, his brows furrowed, and he said:

"Stop."

Old Zheng was stunned, and the other monks in the caravan were a little confused.

It was getting dark, and Tongxian City could be vaguely seen in the distance. Stopping at this time would inevitably waste time.

Although Mo Hua's voice was tender, there was a faint aura of power without anger, which made people dare not ignore it.

Especially along the way, all the demon hunters were warm and kind to Mo Hua, and this "popularity" should not be underestimated.

"Little brother..." Old Zheng hesitated.

Mo Hua raised his finger and said "hush", indicating that he should not speak.

Old Zheng didn't understand.

Mo Hua released his spiritual consciousness and peeked for a moment. His face gradually became solemn, and he murmured: "It is... a second-grade monster..."

Zheng Lao's legs softened when he heard this, and he trembled:

"Second... second-grade?"

The other monks in the caravan were also horrified, and then they talked about it:

"Impossible..."

"A second-grade monster has extremely strong blood and can be seen from a distance..."

"We didn't find anything..."

...

Before they finished speaking, they heard a suppressed and terrifying roar from the gloomy forest on the right.

This roar contained evil spirits and blood that made people tremble with fear.

Everyone's face turned pale instantly.

It's a second-grade monster!

A monster stronger than the foundation-building one!

A monster of this strength is enough to eat all of them!

And with the speed of the second-grade monster, they can't run away!

Everyone drew their swords, but the hands holding the hilts couldn't help shaking, and their faces were full of despair.

At this moment, Mo Hua reminded:

"Don't move!"

Zheng Lao also came back to his senses and immediately lowered his voice and said: "Put away the knife, don't show your killing intent, don't look into the monster's eyes."

At this point, he could only pray that the monster was full and looked down on them.

As long as they didn't anger the monster, there might be a glimmer of hope.

Otherwise, today might be the day of their death.

When everyone was worried, the dark shadows of the trees swayed.

From the forest, a monster as tall as a person slowly walked out, with dark brown pupils, black and white lines on its body, and a "king" character on its head, majestic.

"Second-grade tiger monster..."

Zheng Lao felt bitter in his heart.

It's over...

It happened to be a powerful, bloodthirsty and ferocious tiger monster among the monsters...

The tiger monster's appetite is very big.

Everyone's face was as pale as paper.

Mo Hua was stunned.

Big tiger?

Why does it look so familiar...

Mo Hua looked at it for a few seconds, and suddenly he was stunned, and suddenly realized.

This is... the big tiger that the second in command raised to suck blood in the Black Mountain Village?

That is, the little cat demon that he had fed dried fish to?

It's an acquaintance!

No, it's a familiar "demon"!

The big tiger's eyes wandered among the crowd, and then fixed on Mo Hua. There was a moment of surprise, and then doubt, and then it seemed to recognize Mo Hua. The big eyes blinked and the murderous intent in the eyes faded.

It didn't seem to come to find food, but just felt a familiar breath, so it came to take a look.

Mo Hua's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said:

"Mr. Zheng, give me the monster meat."

Mr. Zheng was stunned, "Monster meat?"

"The two killed before..."

Two monsters were killed on the way, a Kuimu wolf and a red-eyed sheep monster. Some materials were peeled off, and some meat was also left.

"Oh, oh... OK!"

Mr. Zheng nodded repeatedly.

Mo Hua took the monster meat and said, "You go first, I'll feed it."

Zheng Lao's expression was frozen, "Hey..."

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded, "I'm familiar with this monster..."

Zheng Lao opened his mouth wide, looked at Mo Hua, and then looked at the terrible second-grade Wang tiger monster in front of him, and couldn't believe it:

You said you have good relationships with people, but you... shouldn't be considered "people" relationships...

Second-grade tiger monster...

You...

Zheng Lao's emotions were complicated and it was difficult to express them in words for a while.

Mo Hua waved his little hand at him, "Let's go quickly, otherwise it will be dark..."

Zheng Lao couldn't wait to leave, but he looked at Mo Hua and hesitated, "Then little brother..."

"Don't worry," Mo Hua said.

This big black mountain is just like his yard.

At most, the yard has been renovated, and he couldn't tell the way for a while, so he was a little unfamiliar.

Old Zheng looked at the sky and gritted his teeth and said, "Little brother, I will repay you for your kindness!"

"We will stay at Lanzhi Inn opposite Fushanlou..."

"If you come to the city, you must find me there!"

Lanzhi Inn?

Is it newly opened?

It seems that there was no such inn before Tongxian City...

Mo Hua nodded, "Okay, I'll remember it."

Old Zheng bowed to Mo Hua, and the other cultivators also showed gratitude, clasped their fists to Mo Hua, and then walked towards Tongxian City carefully.

That second-grade tiger monster really ignored them and let them leave.

This is a second-grade monster...

Old Zheng was a little unbelievable.

He couldn't help but look back and glanced at Mo Hua, and said in shock:

"Who is this little cultivator..."

...

The caravan left, and there was no one around except Mo Hua. The big tiger was no longer fierce, but ran around Mo Hua twice and "wowed" at him.

Mo Hua didn't understand, but he could roughly understand what it meant.

It seemed to say, "Follow me..."

Mo Hua has now established his foundation, and his spiritual consciousness has changed, and he is more sensitive to killing intent. He didn't sense killing intent from the big tiger, so he thought there was no danger, so he used his body skills to follow the big tiger and walked in the gloomy forest.

The big tiger walked a few steps, looked back at Mo Hua, and saw Mo Hua following, so he continued to walk forward.

In this way, he brought Mo Hua to a cave.

The cave was empty and a little damp. It didn't seem like it had lived there for a long time, but it seemed to be a temporary residence.

Mo Hua was a little surprised.

A big tiger also has "three burrows".

It can't really become a spirit...

The big tiger looked at Mo Hua and signaled Mo Hua to wait here. It drilled into the depths of the cave, fiddling with something. After a while, it came back again with a dozen storage bags in its mouth.

These storage bags were new and old, with different shapes, and some were even very delicate.

I don't know if it picked them up or took them from someone.

It put the storage bags in front of Mo Hua.

Mo Hua was stunned for a long time, and then slowly understood.

This big tiger... is repaying a favor?

I saved it twice, so it remembered it in its heart and hoarded these storage bags. When it meets me again, it will give me a gift?

Mo Hua was actually a little moved.

He stared at the storage bags for a few more times. Most of them were not ordinary storage bags, and the shapes were different from those of the demon hunters. Mo Hua was relieved.

Mo Hua took out the demon meat of Kuimu Wolf and threw it to the big tiger.

The tiger sniffed and thought it was fresh, so he sat down, covered the meat with his two paws, and began to eat it with a "huffing and puffing" sound.

Mo Hua stared at the tiger for a long time and found it very novel.

Black and white patterns, with the word "king" on the head.

He asked his father Mo Shan, Elder Yu, and some other old demon hunters, but they had never heard of a tiger-like demon beast like this.

Mo Hua also asked Mr. Zhuang.

Mr. Zhuang's eyes were slightly fixed, and he obviously knew something, but he didn't say it clearly, only saying "It's a bit rare, it's really not common..." and so on.

Mo Hua still doesn't know what kind of demon beast this is.

Moreover, it seems that it really doesn't eat people...

It's also very smart...

Mo Hua stared at the tiger for a long time, shook his head, and had no clue.

He looked out at the sky again, and then said to the big tiger:

"I'm leaving. I'll come to see you in a few days and treat you to some dried fish..."

The big tiger showed a clear expression of disdain, as if he felt that his dignity as a second-grade big tiger was despised by Mo Hua.

But he didn't refuse.

Mo Hua put away the storage bag and put it in his pocket.

After all, it was the good intention of the big tiger, and he couldn't refuse it.

And Mo Hua was also very curious about what was in these storage bags and who they belonged to.

Then Mo Hua waved and said goodbye to the big tiger, and then he set off alone, walking along the mountain road towards Tongxian City.

After leaving the deep mountains and reaching the inner mountains, Mo Hua felt much more familiar.

Some past memories also emerged.

The spiritual mine, the Qian family, the big monster... and the time when he followed his father, running in the mountains little by little, getting familiar with the Big Black Mountain, drawing maps, and setting up formations...

Mo Hua couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

These things felt like a long time ago, but it seemed like just yesterday.

The sky was completely dark. Mo Hua quickened his pace. Relying on his mastery of the Water Step, he took the shortest route and soon passed through the inner mountain and reached the outer mountain.

Along the way, Mo Hua avoided monsters, miasma, and poisonous swamps.

Then he trudged for several hours.

When he arrived at Tongxian City, it was already very dark.

The sky was dotted with stars, and the lights of Tongxian City were dim.

Mo Hua slowed down his pace. As he walked, he was suddenly startled. He found a familiar figure standing in front of the city gate.

Gentle and beautiful.

It seemed that since she got the news from the demon hunter, she stood in front of the city gate and waited, looking forward to the mountain road in the distance, expecting the little figure she thought about day and night to appear on the mountain road.

Even if the sun set and the night fell on her, she was still waiting silently.

Waiting for her child to come home.

Mo Hua saw her, but she didn't see Mo Hua. She was still looking forward to it, but also a little anxious, looking at the distance with a sense of loss.

Mo Hua's heart trembled, and his eyes were a little hazy.

He ran towards the city gate like the wind.

"Mother!"

Liu Ruhua trembled when she heard this voice, turned her head, and stared at Mo Hua running towards her in a daze. For a moment, she felt that she was in a dream.

When Mo Hua ran to her, she saw that little face, which was a little strange but still haunted by her dreams, with a smile on her face, but she couldn't help but shed tears.

Liu Ruhua hugged Mo Hua tightly in her arms, as if she was holding the most precious treasure in the world.

"Ping An, I'm back..."

Liu Ruhua's voice was a little trembling, but very soft, like a warm breeze.

"Yeah."

Mo Hua's eyes were wet, and she nestled in her mother's arms and nodded.

"Mom, I'm home."

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