Chapter 291 Worry
Mo Hua hurried on quietly.
Finally able to go home, he felt a little more relaxed.
The deep mountains of Daheishan are much the same as when we came here. They are still densely forested and foggy, making it difficult to determine the direction.
But it is different from when it came. Now every plant, every tree, every tree, every forest, every mountain and every stone is more and more clear in the consciousness of the ink painting.
His spiritual consciousness is stronger, he can see further and his perceptions are more subtle.
He could only sigh, touched Mo Hua's head and said:
"Go and see your mother, she hasn't slept a wink these past few days..."
At this moment, they found a figure in the fog.
He can basically see all the monster hunters who are familiar to him, and some are even monks from Daotingsi.
She was so anxious these days that she couldn't sleep, but no matter how hard everyone looked, they couldn't find Mo Hua.
She was afraid that she would never see her child again. She was afraid that one day, even if she just wanted to see Mo Hua, it would not be possible.
Liu Ruhua's eyes were gentle and sincere.
It turns out that the biggest thing that happened to Uchiyama was that he disappeared.
After a while, in the thick fog, the voices of the demon hunters rang out one after another.
“The ink painting was found!”
“I found the ink painting!”
Mo Shan nodded.
After walking for half an hour, Mo Hua approached the edge of the mountain.
Mo Hua stopped and frowned.
Zhang Lan was relieved when he saw that Mo Hua was intact. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say for a moment, so he rubbed Mo Hua's little head so hard that it messed up Mo Hua's hair.
Mo Hua's eyes were sore and he felt very unhappy.
So everyone gradually began to gather and slowly retreated from the mountains.
Mo Hua felt a sore nose and shouted: "Mother..."
“We'll talk about it when we get back,” Elder Yu said.
"found it!"
“Mom, don't worry, I will definitely live a good life, live a long time, and live until I become an immortal.”
At this time, the demon hunters heard Mo Hua's voice again. It was indeed Mo Hua, and it seemed that nothing was wrong. They all looked happy and breathed a sigh of relief.
Ink Hua used Water Step, speeded up his movements, and rushed towards the sound.
Liu Ruhua hugged Mo Hua for a long time, and then her mood became better.
He guessed that his parents would be a little worried, but he never expected that they would be so worried.
The fog array set up by the Third Master in the foggy forest is like a road sign, clearly pointing the way for Mo Hua.
"There are thousands of treasures in the world, but to my parents, you are the most unique treasure in the world. Even if you become an immortal, it is not as important as your safety."
Next time you do something, you must not worry everyone, let alone your parents.
Mo Hua recalled what the old evil cultivator said to the Third Master that night:
Mo Hua was stunned for a moment. He recognized that these were the voices of monster hunters.
In this world, children do not care about their parents as much as parents care about their children.
Elder Yu's expression was complicated. Although he was worried about Mo Hua and felt that Mo Hua's trip was a bit rash, he also knew why Mo Hua went into the mountains, so he was unwilling to criticize him, let alone say anything to him.
Mo Hua thought silently, and then said to Liu Ruhua seriously:
It looks like a fog to the naked eye, but in the spiritual perception of ink painting, all roads are distinct and clearly distinguishable.
In the thick fog, a dozen demon hunters formed a human net and searched deep into the mountains. They looked anxious and shouted the name of Mo Hua.
The faces of the demon hunters became serious, their swords were unsheathed, and they all became alert.
Mo Shan was angry at first, but when he saw his son, all his anger dissipated.
Mo Hua followed Mo Mountain and met his mother Liu Ruhua in a camp in the inner mountain.
A few demon hunters looked slightly happy, and the rest also looked expectant.
Mo Hua was surprised, "Mom is in the mountains too?"
One hundred and seventy-six. Two hundred and thirty. One hundred and thirty-seven. Ninety
When the figure approached, the fog dissipated, and the face of the person could be seen clearly. A pair of bright eyes on his delicate face.
“You and dad will live a long life together and become immortals!”
Even though he already knew that Mo Hua was safe, he felt relieved when he saw it with his own eyes.
“There is movement over there with the demon hunter…”
At this moment, there seemed to be some sounds coming from the heavy fog in the distance.
Mo Hua lowered his head and whispered: "Dad..."
Not everyone has the kindness and courage to take such a risk for the sake of casual cultivators in Tongxian City. Fortunately, Mo Hua is back safely.
These sounds are a bit mixed, as if many people are shouting, sounding very anxious, and they seem to be shouting "Mo Hua"...
When they reached the inner mountain, Mo Shan rushed over from the other side of the mountain.
They then confirmed that the person coming was none other than Mo Hua.
“But you must remember that there are many people who care about you in this world. No matter what you do, you must not make anyone worry. No matter what happens, you must let your parents know.”
Mo Hua felt guilty and apologized: "Mom, I'm sorry..."
Mo Hua nodded solemnly, "Mom, I remember it!"
At this moment, Mo Hua realized that there were more people coming to the mountain to look for him than he thought.
She hugged her tightly, fearing that the ink painting in her arms would suddenly disappear again in the blink of an eye.
The figure is getting closer and closer. He is small and looks like a young monk.
Ink painting also saw Zhang Lan.
“…Something happened in Uchiyama…”
Liu Ruhua was waiting for him at the gate of the camp. She was thin and haggard. Her originally gentle eyes were full of anxiety. The moment she saw Mo Hua, she shed tears silently.
Elder Yu looked calm on the surface, but he was really relieved in his heart.
Mo Hua knew he was in the wrong, so he didn't say anything.
Today's monster hunters are doing the same thing for ink paintings.
It turned out that so many people cared about him and even went deep into the mountains to look for him.
Other demon hunters passed on the message.
At that time, the eldest elder of the Qian family disappeared. The Qian family mobilized all the family disciples to form a human network and went into the mountains to search regardless of the dangers in the mountains.
This place is not the cliff when he came, so the road is not familiar, and there are many forks in front of him. For a moment, he doesn't know where to go.
He seems to be causing trouble for everyone...
Mo Hua greeted them.
Liu Ruhua, with tears in her eyes, breathed a sigh of relief and shook her head:
"Although you are young, you are already very capable. You know what is right and what is wrong, and you have your own ideas when doing things. I don't blame you."
After a while, Mo Hua saw Elder Yu and felt very sorry. He was about to say something, but was interrupted by Elder Yu.
Mo Hua was stunned in place, feeling moved and guilty at the same time.
Mo Hua felt even more guilty.
A demon hunter shouted happily: "I found the ink painting!"
No matter what Mo Hua discovers in the mountains, let's talk about it back home.
Elder Yu ordered everyone to go back.
Liu Ruhua ran over without waiting for Mo Hua to say anything, hugging Mo Hua tightly in her arms, her arms still shaking a little.
At that time, he was still curious about what happened to Uchiyama.
Liu Ruhua looked at the delicate face and clear eyes of the ink painting with reluctance, and then asked:
“Also, no matter what happens, you must protect your own life.”
Liu Ruhua didn't take it seriously, but she was still very happy.
She wiped away her tears, rubbed her Mo Hua face, and said with a smile:
“Okay, then it's settled!”
(End of this chapter)
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