Chapter 214: Zhang Si

Mo Hua's recent life has suddenly become much more interesting.

There are always cultivators from the Qian family, or those employed by the Qian family, who want to cause him trouble. But their every move is seen by Mo Hua in advance.

In most situations, as soon as they try to act, they are discovered by a demon hunter and severely beaten.

In a few situations, they hide very well, evading nearby demon hunters, but not escaping Mo Hua's divine sense.

Mo Hua will call over several demon hunter uncles, point with his small hand, and one by one point out the Qian family cultivators following him. After that, they inevitably receive a poisonous beating.

Mo Hua just watches from the side.

This makes Mo Hua's days of cultivating techniques and learning array methods not so boring.

This day, Mo Hua is in the eatery chewing wild fruit sent to him by Aunt Jiang, and talking to An Xiao Fu.

Since the day Mo Hua invited An Xiao Fu to eat, An Xiao Fu comes here three or two days a week.

Mo Hua is a bit doubtful, "Doesn't your family have a dining hall?"

"It's tiring to eat there, it's not as tasty here, and it's livelier," An Xiao Fu says.

The first few times he came, An Xiao Fu was still a bit restrained.

Other cultivators saw he was dressed unusually and didn't talk to him.

Later, as he came more often and became more familiar, and also because he was Mo Hua's friend, other cultivators started chatting with him.

An Xiao Fu is eager to talk, and listens with great relish to what others say about Da Hei Shan or neighborhood matters.

Over time, An Xiao Fu is not as restrained as before.

Occasionally, he also brings some wine brewed by the An family to treat everyone, and everyone will also give him some wild fruit, pastries, and so on to taste.

Although the taste is not necessarily good, it is very special, and the intention is sincere.

An Xiao Fu just likes to come here more and more.

Staying in the An family, he always feels a bit suppressed.

It's not like being in the eatery, chatting and drinking with ordinary cultivators, living a relaxed and free life.

Mo Hua sees him enjoying himself and also breathes a sigh of relief.

An Xiao Fu hears some strange things, and either deletes or reduces them, or adds fuel and vinegar to tell Mo Hua. Regardless of truth or falsehood, Mo Hua also listens with great interest.

It's getting late, and An Xiao Fu is a bit reluctant to go home.

Mo Hua sees him off, turns his head, and sees Zhang Lan walking over from the green stone road on the other side.

"Uncle Zhang? Why are you coming over now?"

Zhang Lan sighs and says, "Busy, just got some free time."

Mo Hua obviously doesn't believe him.

Zhang Lan is helpless, "Go, help me order something to eat. Someone will come over later, I have something to tell you."

"Anything expensive?"

"Yes, order what you like."

Mo Hua doesn't actually order anything too expensive, just slightly more expensive, and they are all things he finds tasty but doesn't eat too often.

There's a kind of mutton that has a slight mutton smell but is very fragrant when chewed.

There's also a kind of dog meat that is both spicy and delicious.

These two kinds of demon beasts are all herbivores. Although they kill people, they don't eat people, so their blood energy is relatively clean.

There are also some seasonal vegetables, cut fruit, etc.

There are four or five dishes in total, with meat and vegetables, and they look good, placed on Zhang Lan's table.

Zhang Lan takes a pair of chopsticks and first hands them to Mo Hua, "You sit down and eat too."

Mo Hua doesn't stand on ceremony with him, takes the chopsticks, and starts eating.

The dishes are all very tasty, both because his mother made them and because he ordered them.

Mo Hua eats a few bites and can't help but narrow his eyes, but thinking that Zhang Lan has to pay spirit stones, he says quite generously:

"I'll give you an eight percent discount!"

Zhang Lan can't help but laugh, "Good, an eight percent discount! Thank you, little shopkeeper!"

"You're welcome."

Mo Hua also smiles, takes another bite of mutton, and asks:

"You said you had something to find me about, what is it?"

Zhang Lan gets straight to the point: "The chief officer wants to see you."

Mo Hua is stunned, "Chief officer? The chief officer of your Court of Dao?"

"Correct," Zhang Lan also tastes a bite of meat, nods, and continues, "He heard you are good at drawing array methods, so he wants to see you."

"Just because of this?"

Zhang Lan sighs.

It's not just because he's good at drawing array methods, but because he's too good at drawing array methods.

He didn't even know when Mo Hua could draw a Level 1 array method. When he heard the chief officer mention it, he was shocked.

"If you are good at drawing array methods, you will naturally be respected, especially since you are so young. The chief officer definitely wants to see you."

"Furthermore, there's another reason," Zhang Lan says, "It's because you helped build the refining tool shop and refining pill shop in the south of the city. These are the biggest cultivation industry in the Immortal City."

"What does this have to do with the chief officer?" Mo Hua asks doubtfully.

"The Court of Dao also values merit. Stability under their rule, spirit stone tax, the construction of cultivation projects, all count as merit. The biggest refining tool shop and refining pill shop in the Immortal City were built under his rule, so these naturally count as his merit."

Mo Hua suddenly realizes.

Zhang Lan drinks a cup of wine and continues, "The old chief officer was diligent and conscientious in his youth but didn't achieve much. Now that he is old, his mind is light, and he originally wanted to retire and enjoy his old age, but he didn't expect a pie to fall from the sky, such a big merit counted on his head."

Zhang Lan shakes his head, laughs, and says, "It's also a blessing, so the old chief officer is very grateful to you."

Mo Hua smiles, embarrassed, and says, "I didn't do anything, I just drew some array methods."

Zhang Lan rolls his eyes at him, "That's enough, being too modest is just being conceited."

You call that drawing "some" array methods?

From the buildings to the refining tool furnaces and refining pill furnaces, the array methods were all drawn by you, right?

Thinking of this, Zhang Lan can't help but sigh again.

He also doesn't know how Mo Hua's small head grew, how he has such strong divine sense.

The entire refining tool shop and refining pill shop, so many array methods, he finished drawing them all by himself...

Mo Hua then says with some worry, "When I see the chief officer, what should I pay attention to? Does he have any taboos?"

Zhang Lan shakes his head.

Mo Hua asks again, "Right, the chief officer isn't surnamed Fu, is he?"

Zhang Lan is stunned, "What if he's surnamed Fu?"

"If you're surnamed 'Fu', you drop a level and become a vice chief officer, so if he's surnamed Fu, you can only call him chief officer, not Chief Officer Fu."

Zhang Lan doesn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Where did you hear that?"

"This is also cultivation experience, don't ask where I heard it."

Zhang Lan says helplessly, "The chief officer's surname is Zhou, he's a good person, and he doesn't have any taboos. You're not old, even if you say something inappropriate, he won't blame you, so rest assured."

"Okay, okay," Mo Hua nods.

Two days later, Mo Hua follows Zhang Lan into the Court of Dao to see Chief Officer Zhou.

The Court of Dao is still quite grand, but obviously a bit old, and some rooms are tightly closed, not knowing what's inside.

The rooms that can be entered are mostly used by the Court officers for their offices, arranged steadily, not considered luxurious, full of various cultivation books and scrolls, as well as jade slips of different shapes.

It looks a bit boring, different from what Mo Hua imagined.

This is the building above, and they say there is still a Dao prison underground.

The so-called Dao prison is a prison that holds cultivators who violate the 《Dao Law》.

Mo Hua really wants to go and see, to gain some experience, but Zhang Lan doesn't allow it.