Asking About Longevity Chapter 136

Chapter 136 The Flower Picker (fourth update)

Zhang Lan felt that the dark history of his monastic life was added to the dark history of his monastic life by the child Mo Hua.

 I was on guard as if facing a formidable enemy, but across from me was a young monk at the fifth level of Qi Refining.

 What a shame!

Zhang Lan couldn't help complaining: "What are you doing, a big kid like you, running into the mountains?!"

Mo Hua glanced at the two people behind Zhang Lan and asked, "Who is this sister?"

Their inexperienced appearance made Zhang Lan feel better, and he felt that he had saved some face.

Seeing this, Situ Fang couldn't help but smile and said, "Then I'll leave it to you."

 Zhang Lan sighed again, there was nothing he could do with the ink painting.

 Zhang Lan was speechless.

 Zhang Lan stood aside and said nothing.

Zhang Lan said: "Flower-picking thieves refer to thieves who use evil Taoist techniques to forcibly pick up women to improve their own cultivation. These thieves are not tolerated by the "Dao Law" and will be hunted down by the Tao Tingsi."

Zhang Lan figured it out. Mo Hua, the kid, would not do anything unreasonable. If he spoke, he would be sure of it.

 “There is a portrait.” Zhang Lan spread out a portrait.

 Zhang Lan had a headache, "How did you know this?"

The female cultivator's eyes were like daggers, she gouged out Zhang Lan, then turned to the ink painting and said with a pleasant expression:

“My sister's surname is Situ, and her last name is Fang. Don't listen to your Uncle Zhang, just call me sister.”

 “How do you know…”

 Zhang Lan couldn't help but said to Mo Hua:

 “Go and wash your face quickly and see what you look like, gray and gray.”

Mo Hua called out "sister" sweetly.

 “So young?” Mo Hua asked.

 “Thank you sister, you look good too!”

“I come to the mountains to do a lot of things: draw maps, set up formations, collect demon blood, find spices, collect herbs, and mine minerals...”

Mo Hua glanced at Zhang Lan and reminded: "Daheishan is very big. If you don't know the way, you may not be able to find anyone even if you wander around for ten days and a half."

 Zhang Lan didn't believe it.

Mo Hua asked: "Who are you looking for? Do you have any clues?"

“I have practiced the evil power of taking supplements, so I look young, but I am actually over a hundred years old. As long as I don't take supplements for more than a month, my face will become old..." Zhang Lan said.

 Zhang Lan's head got bigger, “Okay, okay, I understand.”

Mo Hua then found a small stream and washed his face.

Zhang Lan said: "Can't the three of us protect him?"

Situ Fang and Situ Xiu were silent, and the image of the ink painting emerging silently from the grass came to mind again.

 He had heard of this word, but not in the monastic world, so he didn't know the difference between the two.

“Daoting driver's secret, I can't tell you.”

"That thief is more dangerous..." Situ Fang still hesitated.

 The dirty little face immediately turned red and white, like a porcelain doll.

Mo Hua rolled his dark eyes and said, "How about I help you find it?" Situ Fang smiled and said, "Thank you, little brother, but this matter is too dangerous, we can't let you go."

The little monk in front of me probably doesn't need to worry. What's worth worrying about is them...

Mo Hua was stunned for a moment, "Flower picker?"

Situ Xiu on the other side sneered: "With this guy leading the way, we won't get lost?"

 At the same time, the feeling of being on alert and feeling chilly in their hearts also appeared in their minds.

 After Zhang Lan finished speaking, Mo Hua had an idea in mind and said:

“Don't worry, since we're in the mountains, we definitely won't be able to escape.”

 out out out of his mind?

Mo Hua clapped his fingers and counted each piece to Zhang Lan.

 The two people behind him were still immersed in shock and didn't even listen to what Mo Hua was saying.

 One hundred and seventy-six. Two hundred and thirty. One hundred and thirty-seven. Ninety

Zhang Lan added: "We got clues. This flower-picking thief was wanted by Daotingsi and had no way out, so he entered the Daheishan Mountains. He may not dare to go to the inner mountains. There is a high probability that he will be in the outer mountains. And it should be in the area from Guyun Peak to Duanshan Cliff …”

 So even though he didn't believe it, he didn't say anything.

Zhang Lan didn't think it was anything at all, but now that he was mentioned in this way, he felt embarrassed to continue talking.

 “Yeah!” Mo Hua nodded.

“There are many strange and evil techniques...” Zhang Lan said, and suddenly reminded Mo Hua:

“Don't learn it. Evil and demonic techniques are cold-blooded and cruel. If you get involved, you will basically destroy your humanity..."

 “If he would get lost, he would not come to the mountain alone.”

 Zhang Lan said helplessly: "If he doesn't lead us, not only will we not be able to find him, but we may also get lost in the mountains."

 Zhang Lan didn't believe it in his heart. Is Daheishan a place where a child can come...

Mo Hua was a little disappointed, he wanted to know more about it.

 “You were chatting just now, I heard it.”

Situ Fang smiled broadly.

 The man next to him said with an arrogant look: "My name is Situ Xiu."

Situ Fang was speechless. Situ Xiu snorted and said nothing.

Mo Hua nodded quickly, taking a warning in his heart.

Situ Fang frowned, "You are crazy, he is still a child."

Now that the matter has come to this, Zhang Lan no longer conceals anything and says:

 “We are hunting a flower thief.”

Situ Fang suddenly smiled.

 The man in the portrait is young and handsome, but his eyebrows are a little evil.

 “Looking for someone, right?”

Zhang Lan frowned, thought for a moment and then said, "Okay, you come with us."

Situ Fang took a few more glances and couldn't help but praise: "What a picturesque face, how good-looking!"

Mo Hua complimented him politely.

 “Then do you have any clues?”

 A flower-picking thief who was hiding in the mountains and practiced evil arts. Uncle Zhao, who was over a hundred years old, was being hunted...

Situ Fang nudged Zhang Lan with her elbow and whispered: "It's almost done. It's about taking supplements. Don't tell the children about this." After saying this, his cheeks turned slightly red.

Zhang Lan sighed and said to Mo Hua: "It's getting late, why don't you go back first."

Mo Hua said "Oh" perfunctorily.

Mo Hua asked curiously: "What are you doing in the mountains?"

Mo Hua was surprised, "Is there such a technique?"

 But he also knew that Mo Hua was a bit evil and it was difficult to judge based on normal monastic knowledge.

This is all a mess.

Situ Fang was a little confused.

"No!" Zhang Lan said resolutely, "We will get lost, but he won't!"

 He was so frightened by Mo Hua's appearance just now that his heart went cold, and now he was still a little uncomfortable looking at it.

Situ Fang glanced at Zhang Lan.

Situ Fang also nodded, "There are monsters in the mountains. It's not safe for you to stay here. Do you want my sister to take you down the mountain?"

“There's a difference in seniority.” Zhang Lan said, “I need to call her aunt.”

Zhang Lan couldn't help but roll her eyes at Situ Fang, "Have you forgotten the business?"

Is the monk who chased Uncle Zhao the same flower picker?

Mo Hua also wanted to catch the thief and find out what happened.

Thank you for the tip, Mini Rabbit~

 (End of this chapter)

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