Mo Hua asked, "What kind of person is your mother?"

Shui Sheng looked a little alert. After looking at Mohua, he saw that his eyes were clear and gentle, without ridicule or ridicule, so he slowly said:

"My mother, she...she has a bad identity..."

It is difficult for him to talk about the brothel woman.

"I know that she is from a poor family, so she can't help it..." Mo Hua said again, "What else?"

Shui Sheng was stunned, breathed a sigh of relief, and then there was a smile and attachment on his face:

"My mother treats me well!"

"You can make flower pastries and crystal elbows for me to eat."

"She smiles very well and speaks very gently. She likes to touch my head..."

...

Shui Sheng said a lot in a few words, all the little things about his mother's life.

This may be his only warm memory when he was a child.

So when Shui Sheng talks about his mother, he has a smile on his eyebrows and eyes, innocent and attached to him.

"What about your father?"

Shui Sheng's face suddenly pulled down, and his expression was a little disgusted.

It seemed as if his father was not worthy of comparing with his mother at all.

"I...Master..."

He was even unwilling to call Elder Su "Dad".

Shui Sheng said: "He pretended..."

"He knew everything, but he didn't tell me anything, and he thought I didn't know."

"I actually know everything, but if he doesn't say it, I won't tell him anything..."

Ink painting complains in his heart:

You two are really father and son...

They all pretend to be confused with understanding, but they know it in their hearts, but they don’t say it.

"Master also wants me to learn the formation..."

Shui Sheng lowered his head and said, "But I... have a bad background and have no talent. The formation is not something that people like me should learn..."

"And the formation is also very difficult, I can't learn it well."

"Among the master's disciples, I learned the slowest. What they know, I don't know, what they can understand, I don't understand, I can't draw the formations they can draw..."

"The master will blame me. The worse I learn, the more angry he gets."

"But he valued me very much and often kept me by my side. The worse I learned, the more he spent."

"The other disciples looked at me and felt a little jealous and repulsive..."

“I don’t like staying here…”

Aquarius looked a little disappointed.

Mo Hua nodded, understanding the difficulties of water, and asked again:

"Then do you want to learn the formation?"

Shuisheng hesitated for a moment and nodded, "I think about it."

"I don't care about it myself, but I want my mother to be happy. My mother's wish is to become a dignified formation master like me... Master."

"In this way, no matter what background, no one will look down on me."

"My mother is gone, and I can't see her anymore, but whenever I am learning formations and whenever I want to be a formation master, I feel that my mother's spirit in heaven is silently watching me and accompanying me..."

Shui Sheng choked and his eyes were a little red.

Mo Hua also thought of his mother.

Although he is wandering away now, he cannot eat the food his mother cooks, and cannot be with him.

But my mother has been waiting for me.

After traveling, I learned the formation well and could still go back to see my mother.

But Shuisheng is different. He will never see his mother in this life...

Mo Hua felt a little moved, so he patted his shoulder and encouraged:

"Don't worry, you can learn the formation well."

Shui Sheng was both grateful and felt that this encouragement was ashamed of it, and he said:

"I, my talent is so bad..."

"Elder Su's talent is actually not much better than you." Mo Hua said quietly.

Shui Sheng opened his eyes wide, "No way... my master is a first-grade formation master."

Mo Hua whispered: "You are father and son. How different are there innate power? If he can become a first-grade formation master, you will definitely be able to do it too."

Shui Sheng would not believe this sentence.

Even father and son have huge differences in talent.

But this was said from the mouth of the ink painting, which was already a first-class formation master in his teens, and the credibility suddenly became very high.

Aquarius was a little expectant and said stutteringly:

"I... can I really become a first-grade formation master?"

Mo Hua nodded and said, "Yes, but you have a bad foundation. You need to spend more effort and time..."

"Twenty years cannot do it, just thirty years, thirty years cannot do it, just fifty years, fifty years cannot do it, just one hundred years..."

"As long as you focus and persist, you will definitely become a first-class formation master. Your mother will be happy in the spirit of heaven."

"First-grade formation master..."

Light gradually shone out from the aquatic eyes.

"Yes." Shui Sheng nodded seriously.

Mo Hua smiled with relief.

Shuisheng's talent is indeed a little worse than Elder Su.

But it is not that bad at learning formations.

What's more, he also has a foundation-building cultivation level, a first-class formation master, the master and father of the elder of the sect.

It is actually not too difficult to become a first-class formation master in the future if you have inheritance and guidance.

Elder Su’s problem is that he loves his son and has high hopes, but because of this, he loses his normal mind, and it is inevitable that he will be a little bit of helping to grow and improper education.

If Shui Sheng said that, he was a bit introverted and stubborn.

If you have a poor foundation and don’t ask, you will naturally not be able to learn well.

The father and son made simple problems complicated, so they were not pleased with each other.

Elder Su is quite clear in nature, but when it comes to the only child of the person he loves, he is inevitably born in the situation without knowing it.

Mo Hua thought about it and instructed:

"You just remember that you have to learn the formation yourself, and you don't have to take anything else to heart."

"You don't have to worry about whether your master praises you or scolds you."

"If you don't understand, just ask. If he doesn't want to say it, just ask. Don't feel embarrassed, just ask until you understand."

"He nagged, complained, and scolded, and you were all in your ears."

"The most important thing is that you have to learn the formation!"

Shui Sheng suddenly realized his clarity, looked at the ink painting, and nodded solemnly.

Seeing that he understood, Mo Hua squinted his eyes and smiled.

After a moment, Mo Hua remembered something, curled up his smile and said slowly:

"Shuisheng, I want to ask you a question."

Shui Sheng smiled and said, "Sir, what do you want to know, just ask."

Ink painting apologized and asked:

"How did your mother die?"

Shui Sheng was stunned, his face disappeared, his expression gradually became painful, and then he said firmly:

"My mother was killed!"
To be continued...