Chapter 92: Cruel Words (5th Update)

Mo Hua was not aware of many things that happened behind the scenes, and he thought he had kept it a secret from his parents.

It was not until a few days later that Mo Shan and his wife prepared some gifts and asked Mo Hua to go with them to give them to Master Chen, and then he realized that he had failed to keep it a secret again.

"Rain leaves traces, wild geese leave voices. Uncle Zhang is right. As long as something happens, there will always be clues. Even if you don't know, someone will know it." Mo Hua sighed silently.

Mo Shan did not blame Mo Hua. He felt that a real man should be responsible and keep things in his heart, and not say everything.

Although Mo Hua was young, he could solve the crisis by himself and remain calm afterwards. He was courageous and responsible. Thinking of this, Mo Shan felt a little relieved.

Liu Ruhua was worried and distressed, and she was a little complaining in her heart, but she did not blame him. She just pinched Mo Hua's little face hard, as if she was venting her anger.

Mo Shan's family of three delivered the gifts to the weapon refining shop.

There were several large pieces of bison meat in the gift. They were from two bison monsters that Mo Shan had just killed. The meat was from the thighs, and Liu Ruhua spent several days stewing and marinating it.

The meat of bison monsters is not expensive, but the time it takes to marinate it and the spiritual stones used to stew it in the stove are expensive. If you really have to spend spiritual stones to buy it, it won't be cheap, and Master Chen is reluctant to spend spiritual stones. He has many places to use spiritual stones.

So much bison meat is enough for the big and small guys in the refining shop to eat for more than a month.

Dazhu and the others were stunned. They had never seen so much meat in their lives. They were so greedy that they drooled and couldn't wipe it off.

Master Chen got a large jar of wine and smiled from ear to ear.

He usually liked to drink a few sips, but he couldn't bear to do so. He always drank one cup after another. He wanted to drink more, but he was sorry for the spiritual stones. Now he drank this jar of wine sparingly, so that he could drink it for a long time.

After two months of peace and quiet, Zhang Lan found Mo Hua again and said, "Qian Xing's injury has been cured."

"Cured?"

"The alchemists in Tongxian City were unwilling to treat Qian Xing's injury. The Qian family spent a lot of spirit stones and invited several first-class alchemists from outside. It took two months of effort to cure him. I heard that they refined dozens of furnaces of elixirs alone, and I don't know how many spiritual objects and herbs were consumed." Zhang Lan said with a sigh.

"So many spirit stones..." Mo Hua felt very sorry. It was a bit of a waste to use so many spirit stones to save Qian Xing.

"Be careful." Zhang Lan reminded.

Mo Hua thought for a while and said, "Qian Xing may not know that I hurt him. Will he still cause trouble for me?"

"You refused his request, so he was angry and humiliated. In the end, he was blown into a ghost. He lay in bed for two months and spent so many spirit stones to heal. The most important thing is that he was humiliated. No matter who hurt him, you are the instigator, and he will remember you in the end." Zhang Lan explained to Mo Hua.

"He was the one who made things difficult for me first. To be honest, he was the instigator. Doesn't he want to think about his own problems?" Mo Hua said unhappily.

"As a direct descendant of the family, he has been spoiled since childhood, so his mind is inevitably extreme. He will not think that he is wrong. It is others who are wrong. I have seen many such people..."

Zhang Lan played with the wine glass in his hand, "What's more, if he wants your life and you don't give it to him, he will think that you are disobeying him and get angry."

Mo Hua was amazed, "Are there really such people?"

"You will meet him sooner or later," Zhang Lan said, "Not everyone in this world treats people as human beings."

Zhang Lan drank the wine in one gulp, then stood up and said, "I'm leaving. You don't have to worry too much about this matter. With so many eyes watching, the Qian family dare not do anything. But Qian Xing, besides being a playboy, is also a bit vicious. You should pay attention to it yourself, just in case."

What does it mean to have so many eyes watching... Who is watching?

Mo Hua wanted to ask, but Zhang Lan had already left.

Mo Hua frowned, touched the stack of formations in the storage bag, as well as the spiritual liquid and spiritual stones that could eliminate and confuse traces that he had prepared according to Zhang Lan's instructions, and thought silently:

Qian Xing, you'd better not come, otherwise your parents may never see you again.

After that, Mo Hua went to Mr. Zhuang to learn formations, to help people repair formation patterns, or to the market to buy things. On the way back and forth, he could always feel the sight of some cultivators.

They thought Mo Hua didn't notice it, but Mo Hua had been drawing formations for so long, and his spiritual awareness was much deeper than that of cultivators at the same level. For this kind of undisguised peeping, he had already distinguished it clearly in his heart.

Some people's peeping was malicious, like a poisonous snake lying in the grass, with a sinister look in their eyes. Some should just follow orders and stare at Mo Hua to grasp Mo Hua's whereabouts.

There are also some who are more indifferent and obscure, and Mo Hua can only vaguely perceive it, not clearly.

This means that this cultivator's spiritual awareness may be stronger than Mo Hua's, and his realm is much higher than Mo Hua's. He is probably a cultivator in the late stage of Qi Refining.

In addition, there were also some kind eyes, and they were not shy. Mo Hua noticed that when they looked over, they would say hello to Mo Hua. Because they were all familiar faces, either uncles and aunts in the neighborhood, diners in the restaurant, or demon hunters in the demon hunting team.

Although some were not familiar, they had seen them once or twice. There were also some that Mo Hua had never seen before, and Mo Hua did not recognize them, but they seemed to recognize Mo Hua, and when they saw Mo Hua looking at them, they would smile and signal.

Zhang Lan said "so many eyes staring", so this is what he meant...

Mo Hua felt both alert and warm in his heart.

The monks who stared at Mo Hua did not take action for a long time. Just when Mo Hua suspected that they had given up, Qian Xing actually found Mo Hua himself.

Mo Hua came out from Mr. Zhuang and was about to go home. As soon as he reached the foot of the mountain, he ran into Qian Xing.

After not seeing each other for a few months, Qian Xing looked very bad - of course, anyone who was hit by the earth fire array close to his body would not look good.

Some parts of his body were still wrapped in bandages, his face was disfigured, and he was no longer shaking the broken fan sprinkled with gold in his hand. He looked as if he wanted to eat Mo Hua.

"Don't think that you can rest easy just because someone is protecting you. I want you to pay back a hundred times for the humiliation I have suffered. When the time comes, it will be impossible for you to die happily!"

"Then take care of your body and don't die first." Mo Hua looked at his miserable appearance and couldn't help saying.

Qian Xing's expression began to twist again.

Mo Hua sighed in his heart. After all, he was a person who had experienced life and death. How could his mentality still be so bad? He could get so angry with just a random word.

Although Qian Xing was angry, he didn't dare to do anything. Although this was the foot of the mountain, there were also cultivators passing by, and most of them were demon hunters.

While he was talking, several demon hunters nearby had already looked over and stared at Qian Xing sharply.

Qian Xing also knew the limit. He whispered viciously: "Wait for me." Then he left with a few Qian family disciples.

Mo Hua shook his head. Seeing him like this, he should be fighting to the death.

Isn't it good to be a good playboy? Just eat, drink and have fun every day, without having to work hard for a living or worry about spiritual stones. As expected, if people live too easily, they will think about dying.

Mo Hua bowed and thanked several demon hunters nearby. After receiving a kind response, he went home.

At this time, on the mountain road behind him, Bai Zixi, who was about to look at Mo Hua's back, frowned slightly, and after a moment, he opened his white teeth and whispered: "Auntie Xue, check and see what happened."

Auntie Xue, who was standing behind Bai Zixi, nodded.