Chapter 417: Ruffian
Mo Hua secretly told Situ Fang his doubts.
Situ Fang was slightly startled, then frowned and realized something was wrong. He recalled the scene at that time and said slowly:
“Those big men were wearing the clothes of mine repairmen, with rough palms and dark skin. I thought they were the family members of these missing mine repairmen, or at least relatives and friends.”
“Before, they were the ones who acted recklessly and asked for compensation from the Lu family.”
“But now that the matter has settled and the Lu family has paid compensation, they suddenly disappeared and didn't even show up for burial. This is very strange..."
Situ Fang thought carefully and said, "I'll ask the mine repairman's family again."
After all, they don't have much favorable impressions of Daotingsi.
But here in Nanyue City, there are some casual cultivators who are clearly at the bottom and are weak, but they wantonly trample on the weaker ones.
Mo Hua said: "To be honest, I don't blame you."
Lu Ming's face turned pale, "No, I didn't!"
Looks can deceive people, but consciousness cannot.
“With the spiritual stone, I will spend a lot of time drinking, gambling and whoring.”
The ink painting took it and polished a few more strokes as she said.
The monks who guard the mines all know that the mines at night are dangerous and strange.
After walking a few steps, he heard someone calling him again.
“What are the names of these three monks?” Mo Hua asked coldly.
Not only that, this little monk can also form formations and has a very strange spell.
He continued walking forward.
“What the hell…”
Mo Hua frowned and asked, "Are they going to help the mine cultivators in distress to beg for spiritual stones?"
Mo Hua nodded.
Mo Hua put the portrait away, then sneaked to the Lujia Mine, hiding his figure, sitting on a rock, and waiting for the rabbit.
This feeling was very familiar, and Lu Ming understood it immediately.
He is only in the middle stage of Qi refining, and this young monk is already in the late stage of Qi refining.
dedication.
Lu Ming felt like crying but had no tears.
Lu Ming said nothing.
Mo Hua frowned, feeling a little confused.
Situ Fang's eyes lit up: "That's right, you draw really well."
These things were leaked by him.
“Although I am young, I have a bad temper.”
The way they looked at them just now was that they were submissive. It must be that they were afraid of retaliation and did not dare to say anything.
So Lu Ming must know these three people.
"to be honest."
A Lu family monk who was in the middle stage of Qi refining walked out of the mine proudly.
Lu Ming didn't dare to say it.
Lu Ming sighed and said dejectedly: "It's a mine repairman..."
The arrogant look on his face gradually faded away, replaced by incomparable solemnity and nervousness.
Seeing that Mo Hua ignored him, Lu Ming could only explain to himself:
“Okay, let's get down to business.”
"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded, "I know who to look for."
He turned his head, and sure enough he found a young monk sitting leisurely on the big rock on the other side.
"Fine."
The Lu family monk named Lu Ming was slightly startled when he heard this. He looked around and saw no one. He looked confused and muttered:
In the evening, the supervisor changes shifts.
"Tell the truth, I won't embarrass you." Mo Hua said.
“It is said to be...mining repair, but in fact it is not considered mining repair..."
Lu Ming said quickly: "It's nothing. They just come when they want and leave when they want. If anything happens, I will just turn a blind eye..."
Mo Hua shouted: "Lu Ming."
As long as he doesn't know, he is interested in the mine.
What is the identity of this little ancestor?
Mo Hua patted the three portraits with his little hand, "Tell me, who are these three people?"
Mo Hua thought about it for a while and asked again:
“How do you know them?”
is a young, crisp, child's voice.
Lu Ming then said calmly: "I collected their spirit stones and gave them some conveniences here in the mine..."
Lu Ming said weakly: "I just said that you knew the formation, found the mine, and then found the body of the mine repairman inside. I didn't say anything else..."
Mo Hua shook his head, "They may not dare to say."
“It's strange, who is calling my name...”
Cold sweat gradually broke out on Lu Ming's back.
Mo Hua's eyes flashed and he said: "Leave this matter to me, Sister Situ, you draw the portraits of those big men..."
“It's useless.” Lu Ming said, “There are many of them, and they are unscrupulous in doing things. Once they get involved, they are like a mangy dog and cannot be shaken off...”
Lu Ming couldn't help but shuddered when he thought about the death of those mine repairmen, and immediately said honestly:
“I don't want to say anything, but the head of the family asked me, I...I dare not not say...”
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Blue water-shaped spiritual power chains tied him so that he could not move.
“So they are mine repairmen, but they cannot be regarded as mine repairmen…”
Lu Ming opened his mouth wide, "This...this..."
“If a mining cultivator is in trouble, they will notify the mining cultivator's family and then volunteer to beg for spiritual stones on their behalf.”
“The mine repairman may not tell the truth,” Mo Hua said.
He was so frightened that he couldn't help but run away. However, after staggering a few steps, he found that he was suddenly frozen.
Mo Hua smiled brilliantly and said, "I will let you never have the chance to lie to others again!"
Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly.
Mo Hua had a vague speculation in his mind, and his eyes became cold.
"The monks at the top are too lazy to care about them, and the mine cultivators at the bottom are too angry and dare not speak out."
“What did you say?”
"That…"
Lu Ming shivered again with fright, feeling bitter in his heart:
This fluctuation of consciousness cannot escape Mo Hua's perception.
Like the fairy boy under the Immortal Seat, and also like the devil in the underworld...
Situ Fang said: "Then I will find the local mine repairman and ask them about their identity."
Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly, “What convenience?”
How did he see it?
Lu Ming explained: "They are actually gangsters in the city. On weekdays, they either work as helpers for some children of aristocratic families and use their power to bully others; they blackmail some small traders in the fish and meat village; or they go to rob roads outside the city and work with spiritual stone flowers..."
Lu Ming knew he couldn't escape, so he reluctantly walked towards the ink painting, walked to the ink painting, forced a smile and said:
Mo Hua said modestly: "My popularity is pretty good..."
Mo Hua took out the portraits of the big men painted by Situ Fang and asked:
“You lied to me once, I will remember it first, if you lie to me again...”
The ink painting seemed to be smiling but not smiling:
“Have you told your master about me?”
Could this little monk be able to read minds?
Ink painting cannot read minds.
“Xiao…Xiaoye, why are you here?”
The little monk also waved his little hand to him.
Lu Ming looked at all the portraits, shook his head, and said:
“Leave it to you?” Situ Fang was startled.
If the head of the family knew that he was leaking information, especially about the mine, he would definitely not let him go.
Situ Fang hesitated and said: "Is this your first time coming to Nanyue City...how come you know so many monks?"
Could it be...
“You lied. You know these three portraits.”
Lu Ming was a little surprised, "How do you know?"
Then he smiled sinisterly, "But if you tell lies, the things in the mine will have a full meal at night..."
Although the casual cultivators in Tongxian City are poor, they help each other at the bottom.
Mo Hua's innocent smile has a hint of evil.
But it's still evening and it's not dark yet…
He knew how to form a formation, and he couldn't hide the discovery of the mine. The head of the Lu family knew about it, so it didn't matter.
“Do you know these people?”
“No one cares about them?” Mo Hua asked.
“Mining repair?”
Lu Ming was stunned and looked around, but there was still no one there.
Situ Fang could not refute for a while.
He picked out three pictures from the portraits and said to Lu Ming:
There was a hint of chill in Mo Hua's crisp voice as he warned:
Mo Hua smiled.
It's just that when Lu Ming looked at these three portraits, although his expression was as usual, his consciousness fluctuated slightly.
Zhen masters deal with formation patterns every day and draw some portraits, which is quite simple.
Mo Hua said: "I'm coming to find you."
Lu Ming's eyelids twitched, "What are you looking for...for?"
These ruffians can't dig a few mines themselves, so why do they pay such bribes?
What exactly are they doing? The mine supervisors need to "turn a blind eye"...
"I dare not say..." Because other things have to do with the Lu family.
Situ Fang sighed and drew the appearance of those big men according to his memory, but his brushwork was a bit unfamiliar.
“They divide the bulk of the spiritual stones they ask for, and the rest can go to the hands of the mining cultivators.”
Lu Ming said: "The tall man is called Wang Hu, and the one with half of his hair burned is called Tang Huzi..."
“The leader of the group, who had a scar on his face, called the king. Privately, everyone called him 'Wang Lapi'…”
(End of this chapter)
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