The bald man relied on his sharp body skills and had no taboos in Daheishan. The reason why he was caught was entirely because of the disgusting water prison technique that restrained his body skills tightly.

The person who casts the magic has strong spiritual consciousness and superb magic, both fast and accurate.

The bald man thought that even if he was not a foundation-building monk, he was also a Diansi of the Dao Tingsi, or an experienced spiritual master of the Taoist.

Instead of killing, he used water prison techniques to trap himself repeatedly and play with him like cats and rats.

It was either because of personal grudges or for the reward from Daotingsi.

He has done countless evils over the years and has countless causes and effects. It is possible for anyone to deal with him.

But he never expected that the one who played with him in his palm was this little devil?!

Where did this little monster come from?

The bald-headed gaze was both vicious and incredible.

Mo Hua looked at him with a smile, "Now you know who I am?"

"I remember."

The bald Tuo pulled open the corner of his mouth and smiled bloodily, "I remember your appearance. If I can escape, I will come back and kill you!"

Mo Hua Yiran was not afraid: "After entering the Taoist prison and being sentenced to death, don't have such daydreams, wait for death with peace of mind."

"If you really escape, you will get as far as you can. Do you still dare to come back to find me? Are you looking for death?"

Mo Hua's tone was calm and there was a hint of contempt in her eyes.

The bald man was furious and his face twitched, but he had no words to argue.

He knew in his heart that this little devil was right.

Now he hasn't been able to escape from the little ghost's palm, and it will be even harder to say in the future.

What's more, in his impression, this little ghost has excellent body skills, no slimming hands, coupled with his deep spiritual sense and accurate and weird water prison technique.

It is difficult to kill him, but it is even harder to escape from him.

The bald man thought for a while and suddenly sneered, "Why are you trying to ask me when you are here?"

"Yes." The ink painting was not concealed.

The bald man sneered, "I fell into your hands and wished I could kill you. Now he is dead, how can he answer your question?"

Mo Hua said indifferently: "I just humiliate you, it's okay if you don't answer, I'll just ask someone else."

"By the way," Mo Hua seemed to think of something, and then said, "I will speak out at that time, saying that the famous and infamous bald man fell into the hands of me, a thirteen-year-old monk. I used magic to play with my spell for a long time, like a rat, hiding from the ground, and I couldn't escape..."

The bald man spurted out blood, "Dare you dare?!"

"What's there to be afraid of?"

"You are asking for trouble, and your own sins will seek revenge on you." The bald man said angrily.

"You've fallen into my hands, let alone other monks."

Mo Hua held his right hand with a hollow, condensed into a water prison, and said with a smile: "I will wait for fishing at that time, catch one by one, catch one by one, and catch one by one. If you dare to mess with me, don't even think of running away!"

Bald Tuo gritted his teeth, "I am dead..."

"Diet is not a whole lot." Mo Hua said again, "Think about it, if I tell you this, then you will become a joke. The nearby Daotingsi, demon hunter, and even those sin cultivators will have fun with you."

"They will ridicule you, say you are a waste, you can even fall into the hands of a child, and you will also call you stupid and call you a pig's brain."

The bald man coughed and bleeding from his mouth.

Mo Hua sighed, "You see, you may not be purified after death. If you are scolded for doing bad things, you may not care about it, but if you are scolded for being stupid and incompetent, it will not be able to stand it..."

Mo Hua said, his eyes lit up, "I forgot to tell you that there is a Fushen Building in the city, and a storyteller in the building. I have someone make you a story and let that storyteller..."

The bald man whispered loudly: "Stop!" After a while, he compromised: "I said..."

The ink painting is still a little unsatisfied, "I haven't finished talking yet..."

The bald man said angrily: "You ask, I say everything!"

He died if he died, but he would become a laughing stock, so that these miscellaneous monks would be able to enjoy it!

The several stewards who were escorting the bald heads were stunned and looked at Mo Hua with a little shock.

Zhang Lan was not surprised, but she was also a little moved.

He is worthy of being accused of following Elder Yu. This is even more powerful than a knife, and he can be used directly to punish him.

If someone uses a knife to kill someone, your words will kill you...

When Mo Hua saw that Bald Head Duo was honest, he asked:

"Does anyone sell pills in the caravan you robbed recently?"

"have."

“How many pills are there?”

"Not many, just dozens of bottles. Their business is complicated and they don't just sell elixirs."

Mo Hua and Zhang Lan looked at each other and were a little surprised.

That caravan was indeed not from the bald calamity.

"Then do you know Kong Sheng?" Mo Hua asked again.

"Who is Kong Sheng?"

"The young master of the Kong family."

The bald Tuo sneered, "What kind of good guy can the Kong family be? I haven't seen it before."

Mo Hua was speechless for a moment. You Jiu Xiu and the Kong family were not good things, and they even disliked each other...

"The young master of the Kong family may have died at the hands of you, the sinful cultivator."

“So what?”

Mo Hua asked, "Don't you have a deal with the Kong family?"

The bald man coughed, "We are practicing sins and do things according to the spirit stones. Whoever gives the spirit stones will have the final say. Without the spirit stones, what kind of Kong family, and what kind of young masters are there? I'm upset and I'll kill you."

Mo Hua nodded, roughly understood, and then said:

"I'll ask you the last question, where is this map drawn?"

The ink painting took out the sloppy map from the storage bag and spread it in front of the bald man.

The bald man suddenly looked up, his eyes were shocked, "Did you find the secret?"

"Yes."

The bald man murmured: "How is it possible..."

Mo Hua said strangely: "How is it impossible? This secret structure is not hidden deep."

"The secret frame is hidden in the cave, and there is a formation outside the cave..."

"I solved that formation." Mo Hua said lightly.

The bald man was almost vomiting blood and said, "Why are you still a formation master?"

Then he also understood, no wonder his spiritual sense was so strong.

And the formations he encountered were all drawn by this little ghost himself.

Mo Hua looked at Bald Head Tuo with a bad expression.

I thought to myself that he wanted to scold again, so I pulled out a thousand-pound stick and smashed his mouth!

The bald man dared not scold him anymore, his eyes twitched, and then his expression gradually became depressed.

The cave was discovered and all the property inside was gone.

That was the wealth he had saved for decades of killing and robbing people. Even if he could escape by chance, he would have nothing.

Mo Hua raised the map in her hand again, "Can you say it now?"

Bald Tuo completely gave up.

Now, there is nothing to hide.

The bald man sighed: "This picture is from a good brother of my past years..."

"We are all Sin Xiu, drinking together, eating meat together, killing people together, and being wanted by Daotingsi together."

"He regarded this map as a treasure. I wanted to borrow it to see it. If he didn't give it to me, I poisoned him in his wine, took the opportunity to kill him and seize the map."

"I regretted it after killing it. The map is sloppy and the pointing is unknown. I don't know what it is. I have been studying it for decades, but I still have no idea. What makes me most heartbreaking is that because of this broken thing, I lost a good brother..."

The ink painting was completely speechless.

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