Chapter 142 Treat (Part 5)

After the group separated, Mo Hua returned home. The next day, he found Elder Yu and told him about the incident.

Elder Yu was furious when he heard the words "silver-white Taoist robe".

"It must be those bastards from the Qian family!"

Elder Yu put his hands on his waist, stood in the room, and scolded the Qian family from the oldest to the youngest, from top to bottom. His words were vulgar and repeated, which made Mo Hua amazed...

Elder Yu was so happy to scold that he found Mo Hua standing aside, staring at him with his eyes wide open.

Elder Yu was a little embarrassed, and said silently in his heart:

"I was angry for a while, and I forgot that Mo Hua was still here. I have to be more careful next time, and I can't lead a good child astray..."

Elder Yu coughed and said:

"Just now, you pretended not to hear what I said."

"Oh."

Mo Hua nodded, but he silently remembered all the scolding words of Elder Yu in his heart for reference.

It's not good to scold people, but if you have to scold, you can't lose.

"Elder, did the Qian family do a lot of bad things?" Mo Hua asked again.

Elder Yu was about to say something, but he stopped and said:

"This is the adults' business, you don't have to worry about it."

He turned around and whispered: "... The upper beam is not straight, the lower beam is crooked, the Qian family's ancestor is a bastard, and there are few good people below... It's really a nest of rats in a stinky ditch..."

As he spoke, Elder Yu cursed again unconsciously.

Mo Hua didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

The people of the Qian family did wear silver-white Taoist robes, but it didn't mean that those who wore silver-white Taoist robes must be cultivators of the Qian family.

Elder Yu was still responsible for investigating this matter, and Mo Hua didn't ask about it.

Two days later, after Zhang Lan dealt with the evil cultivators, he paid for Mo Hua to have dinner at Lingshan Restaurant on North Street. Situ Fang was there too.

Lingshan Restaurant was opened by the An family. Mo Hua had some friendship with An Xiaopang, the young master of the An family, and helped him draw formation homework. He had been here before and asked the owner how to cook, but he had never eaten here.

After all, the meals in Lingshan Restaurant are full of spiritual energy and are very expensive.

However, Zhang Lan has no shortage of spiritual stones, and Mo Hua is not polite to him.

"Thank you for your hard work in catching that evil cultivator this time. Eat more." Zhang Lan pointed to the full table of dishes.

Situ Fang nodded frequently on the side, "Eat more, you can order more if it's not enough."

Mo Hua's cheeks were stuffed, and he asked: "Where is the big brother named Situ Xiu?"

"He went back to report."

"Oh." Mo Hua responded, he didn't really care, just asked casually.

Mo Hua ate voraciously, while Zhang Lan drank leisurely on the side, not moving his chopsticks much.

He was tired of these spiritual meals since he was a child. Although they were full of spiritual energy, they tasted mediocre, and he didn't like them very much.

In his heart, he felt that Mo Hua's wild bull monster meat was still fragrant and spicy, and it tasted better.

Situ Fang thought Mo Hua looked particularly cute when she ate with her cheeks puffed up, so she just held her cheeks and watched Mo Hua eat.

There was a table full of chickens, ducks, fish and meat of unknown species, and only Mo Hua was eating.

Mo Hua actually thought that it was not as delicious as his mother's, but these meals were too expensive, and it would be a bit of a waste if he didn't eat them.

But when Mo Hua filled his stomach, there were still many dishes on the table.

Zhang Lan said, "I'll ask the shopkeeper to pack it up and take it back for you later."

Then he took out a storage bag and handed it to Mo Hua:

"There are 100 spirit stones in it, for you."

Mo Hua was happy and was about to reach out to take it, but suddenly frowned and whispered:

"Some are for eating, and some are for taking. You are not looking for me for something, are you bribing me..."

"What are you thinking?" Zhang Lan sighed helplessly, "I'm inviting you to dinner because you have helped a lot. This spirit stone is a reward from the Daoting Division."

"Is that so."

Then Mo Hua accepted it with peace of mind.

Zhang Lan added, "I mentioned this to the chief. Originally, Dao Ting Si would give you other rewards, but these rewards are mostly false names, flashy and unrealistic, and easy to cause trouble."

Mo Hua was a little curious, "What kind of trouble will they cause?"

"These evil cultivators may not be alone. Some have accomplices, some have fellow disciples, and some even have sects. Once Dao Ting Si rewards you, they may seek revenge on you."

Zhang Lan picked up the glass and took a sip of wine, "So, the apparent achievements are counted on Dao Ting Si's side. I asked them to give you some more spirit stones. After all, spiritual stones are more practical for you."

Mo Hua nodded in agreement: "Yes, making a fortune quietly is the best!"

Zhang Lan thought for a while, and then said: "There is another thing, the old man of the An family wants to see you."

"The old man of the An family?"

Mo Hua frowned, and then a flash of inspiration came to him, and he whispered to Zhang Lan:

"Did the evil cultivator take the essence of the girl from the An family?"

Zhang Lan took a breath, "How did you know?"

"Didn't you let it slip that day? I'm not sure if I'll explain it to the An family..."

Zhang Lan interrupted, "I didn't say anything!"

Mo Hua looked at him meaningfully, and Zhang Lan had a headache.

This kind of thing can't be leaked...

Seeing the two whispering, Situ Fang frowned and said, "What are you whispering about?"

Zhang Lan immediately said, "Nothing." Then he winked at Mo Hua and secretly said, "I'll treat you to a meal next time."

Mo Hua also said, "Uncle Zhang didn't say anything."

Situ Fang glanced at Mo Hua, and then looked at Zhang Lan suspiciously.

Zhang Lan felt uncomfortable being looked at, so he stood up and packed for Mo Hua.

Then the two took Mo Hua to the An family.

The An family is mainly engaged in the business of spiritual food, and they pay attention to the color, fragrance and taste, and make guests feel at home.

The An family is not as domineering as the Qian family. The pavilions and buildings in the family are also mainly gorgeous and comfortable, light luxury and restrained, not so ostentatious.

Mo Hua looked around along the way.

He was not interested in the decoration of the An family, but only in the formations arranged by the An family.

Since he entered the door, he stared at the formations on the door, wall and floor.

Some formations are more obvious and can be seen at a glance. For some obscure or complicated ones, he had to infer them based on the formation patterns or spiritual power characteristics.

Mo Hua was enjoying watching, but the An family guards who accompanied him were nervous.

They felt that Mo Hua was not a guest, but a scout.

He would scout the place well during the day and come to steal the house at night.

The key is that although Mo Hua is young, his eyes are clear and deep, as if he can see through the walls, wood and stone and see through the internal formations at a glance.

He even muttered something like "solid formation", "metal and stone formation", "flame formation"...

He told them all the formations used on the walls, floors and roofs of their An family...

What kind of guests are these!

The An family guards felt bitter.

But the guests are guests, and they can't say anything.

Fortunately, Mo Hua arrived at the living room in a short while.

The guards also breathed a sigh of relief. They saluted an old man in the living room and then respectfully withdrew.

In the exquisite and elegant living room, an old man sat upright.

Mo Hua secretly looked over and saw that his beard and hair were completely white, his face was ruddy, his face was a little majestic, but his expression was very kind. He guessed that this should be Mr. An, the actual person in charge of the An family.