Chapter 439: Zombie Village

Mo Hua took out the map of the barren mountain in Nanyue City.

Although it was called a map, it was rough in texture and simple in lines. It only sketched out some mountain features, and there was no other content.

This barren mountain was rarely visited by people, so there was no detailed map.

The map in Mo Hua's hand was the one he had asked Situ Fang for before. It was a mountain and river situation map collected by the Dao Tingsi of Nanyue City.

Mo Hua recalled the trajectory of the light spots on the Si Nan compass and traced Zhang Quan's whereabouts on the map.

Zhang Quan's whereabouts seemed messy, but all his routes were concentrated in the forest between two peaks to the east of the barren mountain.

He came here to return to his old nest.

So the place where he refined and hid the corpse must be not far away.

And in order to avoid being tracked, he must not dare to linger near his old nest.

So the location of his old nest was most likely to the west of where he was lingering.

The two places were separated by a mountain and looked at each other from a distance.

Mo Hua expressed his guess.

Bai Zisheng asked in confusion:

"How do you know this?"

Mo Hua said: "I am a demon hunter, and I often track demons in the mountains. This is the basic of a demon hunter."

"But Zhang Quan is not a demon."

"It's almost the same. Anyway, he can't be considered a human. I guess his habits are very similar to those of demons."

Bai Zisheng nodded and asked:

"What if I guess wrong?"

"It's okay if I guess wrong. It doesn't matter." Mo Hua said indifferently.

Bai Zisheng sighed: "Okay..."

Anyway, we have to find it. It's better to have a direction than no direction.

Mo Hua and the other two temporarily left Zhang Quan behind, crossed a mountain range, and went to the west of the barren mountain to find Zhang Quan's hiding place.

Mo Hua was not worried about Zhang Quan.

Anyway, there was a Sinan compass, and Zhang Quan couldn't escape from his palm. He could ignore it for now and let him play hide-and-seek with himself.

As long as they found Zhang Quan's hiding place, they could even turn the tables and wait for Zhang Quan to be tricked.

There is nothing special to the west of Nanyue Mountain.

There are still withered grass, low trees, dry rocks, and steep peaks.

The three searched together for a while, and then searched separately for a while, but still found nothing.

At least on the surface, there are only wild grass and rocks.

Further out, although there are continuous wild mountains, the distance is relatively far, and the range is too large to search.

Bai Zisheng asked in confusion: "No?"

Mo Hua shook his head, "Not necessarily, we only searched the first time."

The demon hunter will not search the mountain only once.

The first time is just to take a general look at the situation of the mountains and rivers, so that there is an overall impression of the terrain in the sea of ​​consciousness, so that when you compare it with the map, you will have a clear sense of the road.

Then choose a route based on experience and search carefully.

Mo Hua recalled the terrain and guessed which places can be used to refine corpses or hide, which places have special terrain, and which places have suspicious auras...

Then he took out a pen, ticked a route, and continued to search.

This time, Mo Hua searched very carefully.

Every time he arrived at a place, he sat cross-legged, released his spiritual sense, and sensed the thin spiritual energy flowing between heaven and earth, as well as the flow of various breaths in the mountains.

At the same time, he also had to calculate in his mind to see if there were any traces of formations.

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi protected Mo Hua to prevent any sneak attacks from cultivators or monsters.

After Mo Hua finished searching, he opened his eyes, stood up and went to the next place, searching one by one.

Such a search is rather boring.

And it requires calculation, and the spiritual sense is also consumed.

Fortunately, Mo Hua is patient enough, his spiritual sense is strong, and he has mastered the art of meditation, so his spiritual sense recovers quickly.

Just walking and stopping, Mo Hua suddenly said "Huh" next to a group of bare rocks.

Bai Zisheng's eyes lit up, "Found it?"

Mo Hua nodded slightly and said, "There is a formation."

Bai Zisheng released his spiritual sense, scanned it, and said helplessly, "Where is it?"

He found nothing.

Mo Hua pointed to the group of bald rocks in front of him, "These are all formations."

Bai Zisheng looked at the rocks, which were bare and bald, huge in size, and there were many of them. They were piled up together and blocked one side of the mountain.

"What kind of formation is this?"

Mo Hua shook his head, "I don't know, it looks like... an earth-based illusion, wait..."

After that, Mo Hua sat cross-legged on the ground again.

He closed his eyes and thought, concentrating on thinking, while finding a branch and drawing something on the ground.

Half an hour later, Mo Hua opened his eyes and pointed to the pattern on the ground and said:

"The formation pattern is like this."

Bai Zisheng opened his mouth wide, "You even guessed the formation pattern?"

Mo Hua corrected: "It's 'calculate', not 'guess'."

"Calculate" makes you look professional, and it is what a first-grade small formation master with deep attainments in formations should do.

"Guess" makes you look very amateur and suspicious.

Bai Zisheng was amazed and asked:

"Did Master teach you to use the derivation calculation?"

Mo Hua nodded.

Bai Zisheng was envious.

If you learn the derivation calculation of spiritual consciousness, you can see through the formation.

The formation master on the barren mountain is obviously using the formation to hide his tracks, but because the formation is set up, it is as clear as fire in Mo Hua's eyes.

Even through the derivation calculation, the specific formation pattern can be deduced.

What a shame...

Bai Zisheng sighed.

It's a pity that his spiritual consciousness is not enough and he can't learn it.

Of course, even if he can learn it, he probably won't be able to learn it. Even if he learns it, he may not be able to use it as well as Mo Hua.

In terms of formations, his junior brother has always been a "little pervert" in his heart...

Mo Hua's mind suddenly moved, and he looked at Bai Zisheng with unkind eyes:

"Speaking badly of me again?"

Bai Zisheng was completely helpless, "I was praising you in my heart..."

Mo Hua snorted, "Do you think I believe it?"

Bai Zisheng sighed, had to apologize, and then immediately changed the subject:

"How to break this formation?"

Mo Hua said: "No need to break it, it's just a cover-up."

He released his spiritual sense, peeped, and said:

"Follow me."

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi nodded.

Mo Hua walked straight to the bald rock, then gently stretched out his hand, and his fingers sank into the rock.

Mo Hua continued to walk forward, and the whole person walked directly into the stone.

Bai Zisheng was shocked, and Bai Zixi was also slightly stunned.

It turned out that these bare rocks were all illusions, not real objects.

The two looked at each other and followed Mo Hua in.

After entering the rock, it was pitch black in front of them, but Mo Hua seemed to know everything and led the way in front of them.

After walking for a while, they saw a bright stone gate in front of them.

The gate was gloomy, filled with death, and there was a faint stench at the door.

And on the gate, there were three mottled and rough characters:

Zombie Village.

Mo Hua frowned, Zombie Village?

The three did not go in directly, but hid their bodies, found a big stone nearby, squatted under it, and put their heads together.

"Another mountain village..."

"A village in the mountains is naturally a mountain village." Bai Zixi said.

"The walking corpse village... this village is not used for refining corpses..."

"It's possible."

"This is a bit troublesome..."

"What's wrong?"

Mo Hua thought for a while and said: "Since it is a mountain village, it means that there will not be one cultivator inside, but many cultivators..."

"Zhang Quan is not alone, but should be a leader, at least the head of the family."

Bai Zisheng asked: "What should we do now? Rush in and kill them all?"

Mo Hua was helpless: "Can you kill them all?"

"How do you know if you don't try?"

Bai Zisheng's eyes were bright and he was eager to try. He wanted to rush in immediately and wipe out the mountain village.

Bai Zixi silently twisted his arm, and he became honest.

Mo Hua said: "Everything must be prepared in advance, and you can't act rashly. I will go in stealthily first and see the situation first."

"Are you going alone?"

"Yes." Mo Hua nodded: "I am familiar with this matter."

At the beginning, he was alone and sneaked into the Black Mountain Village without anyone noticing.

At that time, it was still a bit dangerous for him to sneak into the Black Mountain Village.

But it is different now.

Now his spiritual awareness is deeper, his concealment skills are stronger, and his formations are far superior to those of ordinary first-grade formation masters. He is not afraid even when facing a foundation-building master.

Although Mo Hua cannot beat a foundation-building master, he can't see him because he is hiding.

Bai Zixi disagreed, "Let's go together!"

Bai Zisheng also nodded in agreement.

Mo Hua shook his head and said, "You can't hide, you will be discovered by the foundation-building master."

Bai Zixi was still a little worried.

Mo Hua said, "I will go in, you stay here to support me. If something goes wrong, I will set off fireworks and you rush in to help me."

Although he said that, it is unlikely that this will happen.

Bai Zixi thought about it, and there was no other good way, so he could only nod.

Bai Zisheng was a little disappointed, and then he reminded:

"Don't be afraid if you encounter an accident, just set off fireworks, and I will rush in to kill them... No, I want to protect you!"

Bai Zisheng still wanted to fight.

Mo Hua was somewhat helpless.

After that, Mo Hua said nothing more, but concealed his figure and quietly sneaked into the zombie village.

Before entering the zombie village, Mo Hua first released his spiritual sense, determined the positions of several monks at the gate, then quietly avoided them and went in.

Then he found a hidden place and released his spiritual sense to the extreme.

Each time he released it only for a moment, and then quickly retracted it.

Like a dragonfly touching the water, leaving no trace.

After a cup of tea, he released his spiritual sense again.

After probing with his spiritual sense three or four times and finding nothing unusual, Mo Hua heaved a sigh of relief.

It seems that there is no foundation building in the walking corpse village.

Or, although there is a foundation building, the spiritual sense is not strong enough to detect Mo Hua's spying.

Mo Hua's mentality became much calmer.

He began to look at the layout of the walking corpse village and the cultivators inside.

The walking corpse village was built on the mountain, with a simple layout, with built wooden houses and dug caves.

What is not simple is the strong corpse gas and many dead breaths inside.

Mo Hua only scanned with his spiritual sense and found many coffins.

Most of these coffins are wooden coffins, but there are a few with heavier corpse gas, which are made of fine iron and kept in the evil array.

The corpses kept inside should be stronger iron corpses.

There are more dead people than living people in the whole village.

It seems that not all living cultivators are corpse cultivators.

Only a few monks can control corpses. They are dressed in gray robes and have pale skin.

In addition, most monks look more like robbers.

Mo Hua was a little surprised.

In addition, there are formations.

As expected, there are many formations around the walking corpse village.

Most of these formations are below the first grade, with seven or eight patterns at the lowest and nine patterns at the most.

Mo Hua solved a few formations, looked at them carefully, and suddenly froze.

He was very familiar with the brushwork of these formations.

Neat and rigorous, even a little stereotyped.

When he was learning formations in Tongxianmen, he used such formations as a model.

This is... the formation that Yan Jiaoxi drew...