The inn was searched.

A small pill furnace for refining poisonous pills, some poisonous herbs, and hidden weapons that were used to temper poisonous pills were found.

In addition, there were several evil weapons and bones. I don’t know where the resentful souls were, but they died in the hands of these bandit cultivators. Their skin and flesh were scraped off and used to make elixirs.

The composition of this group of bandit cultivators is also relatively complex.

Some of them are gangsters who commit murder and swindle goods, some are alchemists who have betrayed their masters, and some are monks who have become monks and practiced evil ways.

They were wanted by Daotingsi and fled everywhere, and then were gathered here by Shui Yanluo.

But they don't know much about Shui Yan Luo, and they have been banned from speaking for unknown reasons, so most of them can't talk about it.

I can only guess and ask them to verify it, but I can't find out by asking.

Mo Hua and others had no choice but to check it themselves.

After another round of searches, apart from the inn itself, the most suspicious place was the carriage near the stables outside the inn.

Gu An found some flower petals near the carriage.

These petals, scattered on the ground, were rutted and mixed with the soil, making them dirty.

But the ink painting can still be seen at a glance:

"This is a flower from the Valley of Flowers, but I don't know the name."

The flowers in the Valley of Flowers were in such great clusters that he could not recognize them, but he could still remember their general appearance.

Gu Changhuai nodded slightly, then became a little surprised and asked Mo Hua:

"How do you know it's a flower from the Valley of Flowers...have you ever been in it?"

"Um……"

Mo Hua nodded subconsciously, nodding halfway, and then suddenly realized that he must not let anyone know about the fact that he wore a Baihua Valley Taoist robe and dressed up as a junior sister to sneak into Baihua Valley!

"No! I haven't been there! It's one of my senior sisters in Baihua Valley. She planted some flowers and I happened to see them!"

Ink painting is a bit guilty.

"Oh." Gu Changhuai said lightly.

He didn't doubt it either.

Because all male cultivators are prohibited from entering Baihua Valley, no matter how great your ink painting skills are, there is no way you can sneak into Baihua Valley.

Gu Changhuai was deep in thought.

Flowers in the Valley of Flowers.

A carriage with flowers like jade.

In this way, it can probably be explained that the carriage that Hua Ruyu rode in has indeed visited this inn.

This is a little strange...

Gu Changhuai said: "Bring someone over and ask."

"Yes." Gu An took the order, returned to the inn, picked a bandit cultivator who looked cowardly and talked a lot, and brought him to Gu Changhuai.

"Let me ask you," Gu Changhuai said calmly, "Is there often a carriage parked here?"

The bandit cultivator looked flustered and did not speak.

Gu Changhuai looked indifferent: "Be honest, otherwise I have many ways to make it impossible for you to survive or die."

He was a golden elixir monk or a Taoist priest. He had captured or killed countless criminal cultivators. His expression darkened, and he carried a formidable majesty.

The bandit cultivator looked frightened and said in a trembling voice: "Yes... there is a carriage..."

Gu Changhuai asked: "What kind of carriage?"

"A gorgeous, pink carriage with patterns painted on it," the bandit cultivator described.

"Who is in the car?"

"I have no idea……"

Gu Changhuai frowned, "How could you not know?"

The bandit cultivator said: "Every ten days and a half, that float will come over, but brother..."

"Which eldest brother? Shui Yanluo?" Gu Changhuai asked.

"Yes, brothers on the road all use this name to call eldest brother," the bandit cultivator said with a slightly pale face, "eldest brother has given instructions that once the carriage comes, all of us should hide in the inn and not go out.

You can't watch, you can't listen to anything, otherwise..."

The bandit cultivator swallowed, "Otherwise, once you see something you shouldn't see, your soul will be taken away and you will definitely die."

If your soul is taken away, you will definitely die?

Gu Changhuai frowned.

Gu An and Gu Quan were startled, looking puzzled.

Only ink paintings are thoughtful.

After that, Gu Changhuai asked a few more questions, but couldn't ask anything else, so he asked Gu An to take the bandit cultivator back to the inn and lock him up.

Gu Changhuai pondered for a moment and concluded:

"First of all, the evidence is not conclusive, so many things are still uncertain, but we can make assumptions first..."

"Assuming that the woman's carriage did stop here, it means that there must be something crucial in or around the inn that she needs to do."

"And there is another carriage in this stable..."

Gu Quan nodded and said: "My brother and I just checked the ruts, and there are still some tiny traces. We can probably judge that someone drove here, got off the float, changed into the carriage in the post station, and then went somewhere."

Everyone then turned their attention to the only carriage in the inn.

From the outside, this carriage looks simple, unadorned and unremarkable, just like the cheap carriages that can be seen everywhere on the street.

But if you look closely, you will find that the materials used in the carriage are very unusual.

Although not gorgeous, it is unusually sturdy.

Moreover, the carriage is closed.

The door is also sealed.

It's impossible to tell from the outside what's going on in the car.

Several people walked around the carriage several times, but still found nothing. Gu Changhuai stretched out his hand, gathered his spiritual power, and tried to force open the closed door of the carriage.

But the moment his palm touched the carriage, a light flashed on the door.

The carriage shuddered and almost destroyed itself.

Fortunately, Gu Changhuai had some experience. The moment he saw the light, he stopped his hand, thus preventing the carriage from self-destructing.

"It's a self-destructive formation..." Gu Changhuai murmured.

Gu An and Gu Quan looked solemn, and then they both looked at Mo Hua.

Gu Changhuai also looked at the ink paintings.

Among the few, the one with the best formation is Mo Hua.

Although Gu Changhuai is a Jindan cultivator, he is far inferior to Mo Hua in terms of formations.

Mo Hua immediately raised his chest and raised his head:

"Let me take a look..."

He touched the door frame with his hand, and with Gu Changhuai on his back, his eyes were deep, and he used devious calculations to calculate the formation patterns in the car.

Gu Changhuai's expression condensed. He felt that the aura on Mo Hua's body had changed and became a little deeper and weird. However, he gradually became accustomed to it, so he didn't say anything.

After a while, Mo Hua concluded:

"On the carriage, there is a door lock formation and a self-destruction formation. It is a resumption formation..."

He deduced based on the formation pattern and followed the flow of spiritual power on the pattern, and found the "keyhole" in the lower right corner of the car door, in a corner with carved wood grain.

This hole blends in with the wood grain and is difficult to spot.

Mo Hua concluded:

"Hua Ruyu should have a key in her hand."

"You can only open this door if you have a key. If you force the door open without a key, the formation will be in chaos and the carriage will self-destruct..."

Gu An looked a little solemn, "In this case, we have to go back and find a way to get the key in Hua Ruyu's hand?"

"No need." Mo Hua said calmly, "Using a key to open the formation lock is what monks do. For the master, if you know the principle of the formation lock, the key is not necessary."

Mo Hua's tone was normal, but there was still some pride that could not be concealed in his eyebrows.

Gu An and Gu Quan looked delighted and could not help but nod and praise:

"As expected of Young Master Mo."
To be continued...