Chapter 247: Water Prison Technique

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Water Jail Technique? Mo Hua had never heard of this spell.

He previously had a book called "Refining Qi Spells Collection," which recorded some common spells during the refining qi period, but it didn't include the Water Jail Technique.

Diao Lao San hid this spell very well; it's likely, like the Hidden Technique, a relatively rare spell.

Mo Hua asked Diao Lao San: "What kind of spell is this Water Jail Technique?"

Diao Lao San said: "I don't know."

Mo Hua looked at him lightly, his gaze somewhat unfriendly.

Seeing this, Diao Lao San felt a chill in his heart. He was afraid Mo Hua would find another way to torment him if he didn't agree with his words, so he quickly said: "I really don't know."

"Then how did this spell come into your possession?"

Diao Lao San said: "That year, I accidentally killed a severely injured water element cultivator and found these two spells in his storage bag. One was the Hidden Technique, and the other was this Water Jail Technique."

"Water element sect?"

"It's a relatively low-key sect in the Black Mountain state boundary. They don't have many members, but their inheritance is long-standing."

Mo Hua nodded, "Then what?"

Diao Lao San said: "I have a single water spirit root, which is perfect for learning this Hidden Technique. I felt this was my opportunity, so I learned the Hidden Technique, changed locations, started a business, and found a way to make a living..."

Yu Cheng Yi kicked him and spat, "What business? The business of taking human lives, right!"

Diao Lao San dared not be angry, but also dared not speak.

Mo Hua asked again: "Then you learned the Hidden Technique, but not the Water Jail Technique?"

"I couldn't learn it." Diao Lao San sighed and said, "This Water Jail Technique is very difficult to learn. The spiritual power is hard to control when casting it, and it's not easy to hit after casting. Moreover, it can only trap people and doesn't have much power. I felt it was somewhat useless, so I didn't put in the effort to learn it."

"Besides, I'm a body cultivator and don't rely on spells. Although this spell is rare, it's useless to me. I can only keep it temporarily and wait to exchange it with others for other martial arts or Dao methods."

"But this spell is too obscure, and I haven't been able to exchange it yet..."

Diao Lao San spilled everything like pouring beans.

Mo Hua roughly understood and asked Diao Lao San again: "Of the two criminal cultivators who escaped, one is one-eyed and the other is bald. Which one is your big brother?"

Diao Lao San didn't want to say, but he had to say: "The bald one..."

"What's his name?"

Diao Lao San shook his head, "I don't know his original name. We call him 'big brother' face to face, and other cultivators call him 'Bald Monk'."

"Bald Monk?"

Mo Hua nodded; this name was quite fitting and easy to remember.

"How many big brothers do you all have exactly?" Mo Hua asked again.

"Currently, just him one..."

"Currently?"

"The big brother is taken turns. The previous big brother died or was captured, then we change to the next one. As long as you've been around long enough, everyone has a chance to be the big brother..." Diao Lao San said silently.

"Truly, in shallow water, there are many turtles, and everywhere are big brothers..." Mo Hua muttered.

After the interrogation was finished, Mo Hua put away the two spell books and returned the storage bag to Yu Cheng Yi.

Yu Cheng Yi also implicitly accepted that these two spells belonged to Mo Hua. Anyway, among the demon hunters, there weren't many spiritual cultivators. Even if Mo Hua didn't ask for them, he would still give them to him.

After that, the demon hunters brought all the criminal cultivators down the mountain and sent them to Elder Yu's place.

These criminal cultivators were interrogated again, suffered a bit, and after providing some information, they were sent to the Dao Court Department.

Yu Cheng Yi personally escorted them, explained the situation, handled some procedures, and these criminal cultivators were locked into the Dao Prison.

An hour later, Yu Cheng Yi returned and saw Mo Hua sitting in a chair in the living room, drinking tea with Elder Yu.

Elder Yu looked up and saw Yu Cheng Yi, asking:

"Are things all handled?"

Yu Cheng Yi nodded, "They're all handled. I also told the old head of the department everything. The old head of the department is very happy."

Elder Yu laughed: "That old fellow got merit for nothing, how could he not be happy?"

"Will those criminal cultivators be sentenced to death?" Mo Hua held a teacup at the side and asked curiously.

"Killing and robbing goods, and most of them have criminal records. According to the law, they are all sentenced to death. Even if they don't die, being locked in the Dao Prison without daylight until they die is not much different from the death penalty," said Yu Cheng Yi.

"That's good, it saves them from coming out to harm people again," Mo Hua felt greatly relieved.

Yu Cheng Yi sat next to Mo Hua. Mo Hua poured him a cup of tea and then thought of something else, asking:

"Before, that blinded cultivator said they received spirit stones from the Kong family and only wanted to kill Uncle Ji and Big Brother Ji. Can the Dao Court Department handle this matter?"

Yu Cheng Yi shook his head, "Words without evidence, the Dao Court Department cannot convict. Moreover, the Kong family is a family from Qing Xuan City. The Dao Court Department of Tong Xian City can only question responsibility, not directly intervene."

The Dao Court Department of Qing Xuan City has been bought by families, and they definitely won't question the Kong family's crime.

Even if there is evidence, it will likely amount to nothing in the end.

Mo Hua felt somewhat regretful.

Yu Cheng Yi then explained the origins of the criminal cultivators and the cause of the incident.

This group of criminal cultivators were mostly from the Black Mountain state boundary, with various identities; some were from families, some from sects, and some were rogue cultivators.

Most of them had blood on their hands and were wanted by the Dao Court Department, so they fled everywhere.

As Tong Xian City gradually prospered and more cultivators traveled through, they gathered on Big Black Mountain, killing and robbing goods, and robbing spirit stones.

They would either kidnap cultivators and demand ransom, or directly kill and rob goods, throwing the corpses into the wilderness to be eaten by demon beasts.

Ji Qing Bai and his son, along with Fu Lan, fled from Qing Xuan City. The Kong family cultivators pursued them but failed. Along the way, they encountered this group of criminal cultivators and directly spent spirit stones to entrust the criminal cultivators to continue the pursuit.

According to the Kong family's young master, Ji Qing Bai and his son had hit him, so he wanted their lives.

Fu Lan went against his wishes, so he wanted her as a slave and servant.

After the matter was successful, they would give the criminal cultivators one thousand spirit stones.

Elder Yu couldn't help but curse, "This little beast, may he not have a good death!"

Yu Cheng Yi also felt indignant when saying this and continued:

"We also had some conflicts with these criminal cultivators before; they had been watching us for a long time. It just so happened that a thick fog suddenly rose today, scattering the demon hunters, and they found an opportunity to make their move."

"It's a pity we didn't catch all of them; two escaped," Mo Hua frowned.

Yu Cheng Yi said: "It's already good. With so few people, they can't make big waves. For a while, they probably won't cause trouble."

"Can we catch them?"

"I've already told the demon hunters to pay attention, but the inner mountain is very large, so it won't be easy to catch them for a while."

"Okay." Mo Hua nodded.

But Mo Hua remembered that bald one. Next time they met, he wouldn't think of escaping.

"Right," Yu Cheng Yi said to Mo Hua again, "There's a reward from the Dao Court Department for catching criminal cultivators. It will be sent down in a few days, and I'll send it to you."

"Does everyone get some?" Mo Hua asked.

Yu Cheng Yi nodded: "Everyone gets some."

Mo Hua laughed: "Thank you, Uncle Yu!"

After chatting for a while and drinking tea, Mo Hua then got up to say goodbye.

Next, Mo Hua went to Old Mister Feng's place to check on Ji Li.

Ji Li had been safely sent back. Old Mister Feng performed acupuncture, fed him pills, and also used wood element spiritual power to clear his meridians. His life was considered out of danger.

He was just temporarily in a coma and would be fine after a few days of good nursing.

Fu Lan's eyes were red, and she was guarding Ji Li's side.

Ji Qing Bai's expression was solemn, but his heart had also let out a sigh of relief.

Being alive was better than anything...

Mo Hua saw that Ji Li was not in serious danger and also felt relieved.

Old Mister Feng saw Mo Hua and was very gratified, praising him:

"The pills I gave you were used quite well. Otherwise, this child Ji Li's life might not have been so easy to save."

Fu Lan got up and bowed sincerely to Mo Hua.

Ji Qing Bai also looked at Mo Hua, cupped his hands, and said: "Great kindness needs no words of thanks!"

They were too solemn, making Mo Hua a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and smiled, saying:

"Then you must invite me to the wedding banquet!"

Ji Qing Bai was slightly startled when he heard the words, then felt relieved and laughed: "Good!"