Chapter 755 Shindolin (Thank you, the leader of Tianji idiot cat~)

Taixu Gate.

Mo Hua was waiting silently while practicing class.

Waiting for Elder Xun to come to find him.

Logically speaking, I told Elder Song about the demon cultivator, and Elder Song told Elder Xun again.

Elder Xun is the elder on duty at Lian Yaoshan.

He should ask himself for a question and inquire about the specific situation.

After all, the matter of demon cultivating is not a trivial matter, especially in the Demon Refining Mountain.

But Mo Hua waited for a long time, but there was no movement.

The sects seemed to have not taken it seriously.

Elder Xun didn't come to find him at all.

Mo Hua touched her chin and pondered in her heart.

If you don't come to find yourself, there are two possibilities:

First, Elder Xun is a "bastard". He neglects his duties and doesn't care about the matter of Refining the Demon Mountain, and just wants to do it perfunctorily.

But this is impossible.

The matter of demon cultivator is very serious. Even if Elder Xun neglects his duties, he will never realize the seriousness of this problem.

What's more, his surname is Xun, and he is a descendant of Mr. Xun.

With Mr. Xun's strict personality, if this elder Xun is so lazy, he doesn't even have the qualifications to be an elder.

That's another possibility:

Elder Xun had known about the demon cultivator for a long time.

Even... he was watching from the side all the time.

Because I know everything, there is no need to ask myself again.

To a certain extent, this also confirms the conjecture of ink painting.

Mo Hua's eyes flashed slightly, and she couldn't help but feel thoughts...

...

Demon Refining Mountain, mountain gate hall.

It’s Xunxu again, and the disciples of each sect are going to go to the mountains to hunt monsters.

Xun Ziyou also came to work early.

According to convention, after an hour, the ink painting will reach the mountain gate, and then either come into the mountain in groups of three or five, or go alone, leisurely.

After entering the mountain, you either hunt monsters, practice swords, or tinker with some strange things.

Before that, I had some time to make a pot of tea, see the scenery of the mountains, and then read the newspaper sent by Daotingsi to see how the wild war was going.

Xunziyou entered the mountain gate and brewed tea. As soon as he sat down, he looked out the window and couldn't help but tremble his hands and the tea spilled all over the floor.

A handsome head hung on the window.

Mo Hua was lying on the window ridge, looking at him with bright eyes.

Xun Ziyou took a deep breath, her eyelids twitched, and said angrily: "What are you doing early in the morning?"

He was brewing tea, feeling leisurely, and he didn't realize that there would be an ink painting lying on the window.

Mo Hua supported her hands on the window ridge, and said seriously:

"Elder Xun, I have something very important to tell you!"

Xun Ziyou was stunned, sighed softly, and waved, "Come in."

Mo Hua jumped off the window ridge and walked into the house.

"Drink tea?" Xunziyou asked.

Ink painting nodded.

"Sit down." Xunzi said, and then poured a cup of tea for Mohua himself, "Tell me, what's the important thing."

Mo Hua sipped the tea and thought it tasted good, but it was a little hot, so she silently put down the tea cup, then looked serious and said straight to the point:

"Elder Xun, there are dangerous demon cultivators in the Demon Refining Mountain!"

Xunziyou was stunned.

It turns out that this is the case, it's just like a serious matter.

"Oh." Xunziyou replied softly.

"Elder, do you know everything?"

Mo Hua's eyes were like torches, and his eyes were clear and transparent, staring at Xun Ziyou's expression.

For some reason, Xun Ziyou felt a little scared when he was seen by Mo Hua, and for a moment he subconsciously said:

"I don't know yet..."

"But," Mo Hua's eyes lit up, "Has Elder Song told you?"

Xunziyou was stunned.

Oh, no, I forgot about it...

Elder Song mentioned it to him.

But I had known this very clearly, so I only said perfunctory and didn't take it seriously.

But now it's inconsistent.

I cannot reveal the matter of following the ink painting, so I cannot know about the fact that the demon cultivator is.

But Elder Song mentioned to him again, so he "should" already know about the demon cultivator.

Xunziyou's head hurts a little.

It's over, this kid got trapped!

He turned his mind quickly and said with a solemn expression:

"Elder Song said that, but this matter is quite dangerous and is not something you disciples should consider, so I can't tell you."

Xun Ziyou looked up at the sky again, "It's getting late, you can enter the mountain early, go early and go back early..."

Xunzi You want to drive away the ink paintings as soon as possible.

"Yes." Mo Hua nodded, drank the tea in the teacup, got up and left.

Xunzi breathed a sigh of relief.

This child is so young that he has to be worried about how he says a few words to him like an "old fox".

However, it was finally fooled.

Xun Ziyou said silently in his heart.

But Mo Hua was only halfway through, and then turned around, his eyes deep, and he looked at him thoughtfully.

Xun Ziyou felt nervous, "So what's wrong?"

Mo Hua thought about it and asked:

"Elder Xun, that demon cultivator has crawled into a mountain forest. I'll go and see it later. Are you going to go together?"

Xun Ziyou's eyelids twitched, and he was entangled for a moment, and finally sighed.

"Okay."

This kid has many tricks, and he really wants to go, but he can't stop him.

Rather than doing this, it is better to go with it, which is safer.

Moreover, Ink Painting officially invited herself.

In order to inspect the affairs of the demon cultivator, I walked with him as "Elder Xun".

Instead of being a secret "bodyguard".

Therefore, it is not considered a leak and does not violate the ancestor's instructions.

Xunziyou found a way to make up for himself in his heart.

"Elder Xun, let's go."

After Mo Hua said that, he walked in front with a swagger.

Xun Ziyou followed behind, looking at Mo Hua's open and straight back, he felt a little confused again.

This kid...can't guess his identity anymore.
To be continued...