Chapter 260: Map

"I'll go back and ask Bald Dharma again," Zhang Lan said."Mm."

Mo Hua nodded. This matter was strange and needed to be clarified.

For the rest of the time, Zhang Lan instructed his subordinates and officers to count the stolen goods. After registering them one by one, the Dao Court Division would send people over tomorrow to transport these items back to Tongxian City.

Mo Hua and the others would stay overnight in the inner mountains.

After tidying up the cave, they prepared to set off for the camp.

As they were leaving, Mo Hua suddenly let out an "eh".

Zhang Lan turned his head and quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

Mo Hua pointed to a small corner. "There's something here."

Zhang Lan heard this and his eyes lit up. He walked to the corner Mo Hua pointed to, released his divine sense, and after carefully examining it, said in surprise:

"There really is a secret compartment."

Before, this area was blocked by miscellaneous items, so no one had detected it for a while.

Now that the cave had been cleaned up, Mo Hua's divine sense perceived something and he discovered the secret compartment here.

"Is there an array?" Zhang Lan asked.

"No," Mo Hua shook his head.

Zhang Lan then looked at Mo Shan. "Brother Mo, I'll rely on you."

Mo Shan nodded, clenched his fist, and a fierce fire burned on it. Then he hit the corner of the stone wall with a "boom".

The stone wall creaked and cracked appeared.

Mo Shan hit it five or six times like this, smashing all the stones.

After the stone wall was smashed, there was a small secret compartment about a square inch in size behind it. Inside, a wooden box was hidden.

Zhang Lan took out the wooden box, scanned it with his divine sense, found no danger, and then opened the wooden box.

Mo Hua also leaned his head over to look.

Inside the wooden box were two book volumes and a map.

One book was "Long Wind Jue," and the other was "Swift Wind Technique."

"Long Wind Jue" was a wind-type cultivation method, and "Swift Wind Technique" was a wind-type movement technique. Both were cultivation methods studied by Bald Dharma.

It seemed this secret compartment was used by Bald Dharma to hide things.

As for the map, it looked like a map.

The lines roughly drew mountain shapes and cliffs. The handwriting was messy, and there were no text notes. For a while, it was impossible to tell what map it was.

Zhang Lan said, "These cultivation methods and movement techniques are good things, but wind spirit roots are scarce, so few people can learn them. You all can copy them and take them to sell, or exchange them for other cultivation methods. It's estimated they can be worth quite a few spirit stones."

"As for this map..." Zhang Lan furrowed his brows and asked Mo Hua, "Can you tell what map it is?"

Zhang Lan was not familiar with the area near Tongxian City, especially the roads in Dahei Mountain.

He didn't use maps much.

He remembered that Mo Hua had personally drawn a map of Dahei Mountain, marking every path, stream, forest, and tree clearly.

If it was indeed a map of Dahei Mountain, Mo Hua should be able to tell.

Mo Hua took the map, looked at it carefully, and felt some doubts.

He felt both familiar and strange.

"The shape of the mountains is similar to the map of Dahei Mountain, but I haven't seen the specific locations."

Mo Hua said thoughtfully, then asked Mo Shan:

"Dad, can you tell?"

Mo Shan looked for a while, also feeling a bit strange, then said, "Didn't you draw maps of the inner and outer mountains? Take them out and compare."

"Oh, right." Mo Hua nodded, took out his own map, and spread it on the ground.

Anyway, Bald Dharma was captured, the sin cultivator's den was overturned, Lu Hui was also dead, and there were temporarily no other matters. The three of them then carefully compared the maps.

Half an hour passed, and after searching several times, they still couldn't find a corresponding place.

Zhang Lan said, "Perhaps it's a map of the mountain shapes outside Dahei Mountain in Tongxian City."

Mo Hua nodded, feeling it was very possible.

Dahei Mountain was very large. Besides the area in Tongxian City, the mountain shapes also spread to other territories.

If so, it was no wonder Mo Hua felt familiar but couldn't find the corresponding mountain shapes.

"We can go back and ask Bald Dharma where this map came from and what it's for," Mo Hua thought and said.

Bald Dharma hid this map along with his cultivation method and movement technique secret books, so it was obviously extremely valuable and likely contained a significant secret.

Mo Hua also copied this map.

After that, the three of them stayed overnight in Dahei Mountain. The next day, they got up early and returned to Tongxian City with the mountain dew and sunrise.

Mo Hua simply rested for a bit, then went to the Dao Court Division again, found Zhang Lan, and asked:

"Are you going to interrogate Bald Dharma? Can I come along?"

Zhang Lan was a bit embarrassed. "Interrogation in the Dao Court Division cannot be overheard by outsiders..."

"I also had a hand in catching Bald Dharma, how can I be considered an outsider?"

"That's the reason, but rules are rules," Zhang Lan tactfully refused.

"Then forget it, I'll go beg Palm Si."

Mo Hua said and walked towards the outside. Zhang Lan quickly pulled him back. "What do you want to find Palm Si for?"

"If you can't decide, naturally Palm Si has to decide."

"Palm Si won't agree."

Mo Hua smiled slyly. "How do you know Palm Si won't agree?"

Zhang Lan thought for a moment and realized that Palm Si seemed to really not refuse.

The person was originally caught with Mo Hua's help. Now that there was an interrogation, it didn't seem to be a problem for Mo Hua to listen from the side.

Moreover, Mo Hua had extensive connections and numerous sources of information. Some matters might be even clearer to him than to this Canon Si.

Letting him assist in the interrogation might actually yield some results.

The old Palm Si originally appreciated Mo Hua. Furthermore, Mo Hua was a first-grade array master. How could he not give him face?

Zhang Lan's expression was a bit complex. He sighed, "During the interrogation, there will be some blood..."

Zhang Lan spoke halfway and suddenly realized that Mo Hua was still a demon hunter master. He was used to seeing cultivators and demon beasts fight, and had likely seen many bloody scenes.

Thinking of this, Zhang Lan gave up and said, "Follow me."

Mo Hua smiled. "Thank you, Uncle Zhang."

The Dao Prison punishment room was located in a dark corner on the west side.

Mo Hua followed Zhang Lan into the punishment room, and immediately smelled the stench of blood and decay. The room was dark, with torture tools hanging on the walls, dark bloodstains on the ground, and a fire furnace burning branding irons.

The stench of blood was gloomy and oppressive.

No wonder Zhang Lan didn't want him to come in.

Zhang Lan instructed, "You just listen from the side. If you feel uncomfortable, go out and get some air. This is not a good place, so try not to come if you can avoid it."

"Thank you, Uncle Zhang!"

Mo Hua thanked him again.

Zhang Lan smiled slightly, patted Mo Hua's shoulder, and then ordered his men to bring in Bald Dharma.

Mo Hua found a relatively clean stool on the side and sat down. After a while, he heard the clanging of shackles. He looked up and saw several officers pressing Bald Dharma, whose bones were pierced by iron chains, walk in.

Bald Dharma was covered in scars, his figure was wretched, and he looked like he had suffered a lot inside the Dao Prison.

Several officers tied Bald Dharma onto the torture rack.

Zhang Lan's face turned cold. He said:

"Bald Dharma, I will ask you a few questions. If you answer truthfully, you can suffer less pain."

Bald Dharma closed his eyes and did not respond.

Zhang Lan asked several questions, but Bald Dharma did not answer any of them. Even when tortured, he did not make a sound.

He had the appearance of a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.

Bald Dharma knew that he was certainly going to die this time and regarded the Dao Court Division cultivators as running dogs. Since he had fallen into the hands of the Dao Court Division again this time, he was too lazy to say anything.

He was already a person about to die. At this moment, he naturally just waited for death.

Zhang Lan asked several times and used torture several times, but finally still shook his head helplessly.

Then he just discovered that Mo Hua was signaling to him with his eyes.

Zhang Lan thought for a moment and nodded.

Mo Hua then slowly walked forward and asked with a smile, "Big Bald Head, do you know Water Prison Technique?"

Bald Dharma heard a clear voice beside his ear. He looked up and saw a small cultivator with red lips and white teeth smiling at him.

How could there be a child in the Dao Court Division punishment room?

Moreover, this figure and aura were somewhat familiar, as if it were the young demon hunter master who saved Ji Qingbai that day.

Bald Dharma's heart was full of doubts, and he asked, "What Water Prison Technique?"

Mo Hua smiled slightly, raised his small hand, and spiritual power chains condensed, locking onto Bald Dharma's body.

This technique...

Bald Dharma's heart trembled violently, and his eyes suddenly widened.

"It's you!"