www.mhtxs.ccZhang Lan felt his own cultivation path's dark history had once again been significantly darkened by the child Mo Hua.
He had been guarding as if facing a formidable enemy, only for the opponent to be a small Qi Refining five-layer cultivator.
Too embarrassing!
Zhang Lan couldn't help but complain, "Tell me, what are you, a child this young, doing running into the mountains?!"
"I have many things to do in the mountains: draw maps, set up arrays, collect demon blood, find spices, pick herbs, dig ores..."
Mo Hua counted on his fingers, listing them one by one for Zhang Lan.
Zhang Lan's head was spinning. "Okay, okay, I know."
What a mess of things.
Zhang Lan didn't really believe it. Is Mount Dahei a place where a child can go?
Even he, a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator, had to be careful and cautious when entering the mountain, let alone Mo Hua, this small Qi Refining five-layer cultivator.
Moreover, based on Zhang Lan's understanding of Mo Hua, although the child had good talent in array methods, he was naturally weak. If he encountered any demon beasts, he would be one hundred percent carried away as a sacrifice.
And he talked about setting up arrays and picking herbs? Isn't that just nonsense?
Zhang Lan didn't believe it.
But he also knew that this boy Mo Hua was a bit strange and shouldn't be judged by normal cultivation standards.
So, although he didn't believe it, he didn't say anything.
And the two people behind him were still immersed in shock at this time, completely ignoring what Mo Hua was saying.
Their inexperienced appearance made Zhang Lan feel a bit better, as if he had somewhat regained face.
Mo Hua glanced at the two people behind Zhang Lan and simply asked, "Who is this sister?"
"Wrong generation," Zhang Lan said. "You should call her aunt."
The female cultivator glared at Zhang Lan with knife-like eyes, then turned to Mo Hua and said with a pleasant face:
"Sister's surname is Si Tu, and my given name is Fang. Don't listen to your Uncle Zhang. You can just call me sister."
Zhang Lan was speechless.
Mo Hua sweetly called out "sister."
Si Tu Fang immediately beamed with joy.
The male beside them said with a proud face, "My name is Si Tu Xiu."
Mo Hua perfunctorily said, "Oh."
Zhang Lan couldn't help but say to Mo Hua:
"Quickly go wash your face clean. Look at you, what a state, covered in dust."
He had been frightened by Mo Hua's appearance just now, and now looking at him, he still felt a bit uncomfortable.
Mo Hua then found a small stream and washed his face clean.
His dirty little face immediately became red-lipped and white-toothed, like a porcelain doll.
Si Tu Fang looked at him a few more times and couldn't help but praise, "Truly picturesque eyebrows, you've grown really well!"
"Thank you, sister. You also look good!"
Mo Hua politely praised her in return.
Si Tu Fang's face bloomed with smiles.
Zhang Lan let out a sigh and said to Mo Hua, "It's getting late, you should go back first."
Si Tu Fang also nodded. "There are demon beasts in the mountain. It's not safe for you to stay here. Do you want sister to escort you down the mountain?"
Zhang Lan couldn't help but roll his eyes at Si Tu Fang. "Did you forget the main reason we're here?"
Si Tu Fang was a bit torn.
Mo Hua asked curiously, "What are you all doing in the mountains?"
"Dao Court secret, I can't tell you."
"Looking for someone."
Zhang Lan's head ached. "How did you know that?"
"You were all just chatting, I heard."
Zhang Lan sighed again, having no way to deal with Mo Hua.
Mo Hua's dark eyes flickered. "How about I help you find them?"
Si Tu Fang laughed. "Thank you, little brother, but this matter is too dangerous. We can't let you go."
Zhang Lan stood to the side and didn't speak.
Mo Hua looked at Zhang Lan and reminded him, "Mount Dahei is very big, you know. If you don't know the way, you might search for ten days or half a month and still not necessarily find the person."
Zhang Lan frowned, thought for a moment, and then said, "Okay, you can come with us."
Si Tu Fang's eyebrows furrowed. "Are you crazy? He's still a child."
Zhang Lan said helplessly, "If he doesn't lead the way, we won't only not find the person, we'll probably also get lost in the mountain."
Si Tu Xiu on the side chuckled coldly. "With this boy leading the way, we won't get lost?"
"No!" Zhang Lan said with conviction. "We might get lost, but he won't!"
"How do you know..."
"If he was going to get lost, he wouldn't have come up the mountain alone in the first place."
Zhang Lan had figured it out. This child Mo Hua wouldn't do things without a plan. If he spoke, he definitely had confidence.
Si Tu Fang and Si Tu Xiu fell silent. The scene of Mo Hua silently appearing from the grass just now flashed in their minds again.
At the same time, their previous full alertness and the chill at the bottom of their hearts also resurfaced.
There was perhaps no need to worry about this small cultivator in front of them. What was worth worrying about was them...
"That thief is quite dangerous..." Si Tu Fang was still hesitant.
Zhang Lan said, "Can't the three of us still protect him?"
Si Tu Fang was then silent. Si Tu Xiu coldly snorted and also didn't say anything.
Mo Hua then asked, "Who are you looking for, and do you have any clues?"
Si Tu Fang glanced at Zhang Lan.
Since things had come to this, Zhang Lan no longer concealed it and said:
"We are pursuing a flower-plucking thief."
Mo Hua was startled. "Flower-plucking thief?"
He had indeed heard this term, but not in the cultivation world, so for a moment, he didn't know the difference.
Zhang Lan said, "A flower-plucking thief refers to a thief who uses evil path techniques to forcibly cultivate by plucking and supplementing women. These thieves are not tolerated by the and will be pursued and arrested by the Dao Court Department."
Si Tu Fang elbowed Zhang Lan and whispered, "That's enough. What's 'plucking and supplementing'? Don't talk about these things to a child." After speaking, her cheeks were slightly red.
Zhang Lan hadn't thought much of it initially, but being told this way, he also felt embarrassed to continue.
Mo Hua was a bit disappointed. He still wanted to understand more.
"Then do you have any clues?"
"We have a portrait." Zhang Lan spread out a portrait.
The male in the portrait was young and handsome, but his eyebrows and eyes carried a hint of evil.
"So young?" Mo Hua said.
"He cultivates the evil technique of plucking and supplementing, so he looks young. He's actually over a hundred years old. As long as he doesn't pluck and supplement for over a month, his appearance will wither and age..." Zhang Lan said.
Mo Hua was surprised. "There's still this kind of technique?"
"There are many strange and varied evil door techniques..." Zhang Lan said, suddenly reminding Mo Hua again:
"Don't learn them! Evil path and demonic path techniques are cold-blooded and cruel. Once you're stained by them, you'll basically lose your humanity..."
Mo Hua quickly nodded, taking it as a warning in his heart.
Zhang Lan continued, "We received clues that this flower-plucking thief is wanted by the Dao Court Department and has nowhere to go, so he entered Mount Dahei. He probably doesn't dare to go into the inner mountain and is highly likely in the outer mountain. Moreover, he should be in the area from Guyun Peak to Duanjie Cliff..."
After Zhang Lan finished, Mo Hua had a rough idea in his heart and then said:
"Rest assured, since he's in the outer mountain, he definitely can't escape."
Seeing the situation, Si Tu Fang couldn't help but laugh. "Then we'll trouble you."
"Okay!" Mo Hua nodded.
A flower-plucking thief hiding in the outer mountain, still cultivating evil techniques, over a hundred years old, being pursued by Uncle Zhao...
Isn't the cultivator who killed Uncle Zhao this flower-plucking thief?
Mo Hua also wanted to catch this thief and ask him clearly.
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