Nonsense again...

Children from poor families always have some things when they are not hungry, so they usually eat them themselves, so they will keep them for you.

As for the good cause and effect, it is even more nonsense.

Do you know what cause and effect is? What is good fate?

The old man looked at Mo Hua's expression and couldn't tell whether he believed it or not, so he asked softly:

"My friend asked, I answered it all, I don't know if it's okay..."

Mo Hua nodded, "Since you said that, I won't make things difficult for you. I will remove these formations."

The old man breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to return to the cave.

Mo Hua looked at him, and suddenly his eyes narrowed and said in a deep voice:

"You are from the Hell Gate!"

As soon as the three words "Shui Yan Gate" came out, the old man's pupils shook, and then his fingers flashed slightly. Three water needles rushed towards the ink painting at an extremely tricky angle.

Mo Hua had long noticed the murderous intent.

This old guy had the intention to kill from the beginning.

The moment the old man took action, Mo Hua used his vanishing steps, and with his clever steps, he sideways and avoided this sinister killing move.

What agile body movement!

The old man saw that he had been dormant for a long time missed the blow, and then his body shook and wanted to snatch it up.

The ink painting pointed at the air, and the water vapor condensed, and the cage came, tied the old man to get to know him.

But the next moment, the old man flashed blue light and water flowed vigorously, and he easily broke free from the water prison technique of the ink painting.

After breaking free from the water prison, the old man looked shocked:

Water prison technique?!

Moreover, he has also practiced the water prison technique so proficiently.

He looked at Mo Hua in disbelief and asked, "Who are you?"

After the ink painting landed, he stood firm and said with a firm expression:

"You are indeed from the Marital Gate..."

The water prison technique comes from the Water Jail Gate, which is the unique skill of the Water Jail Gate.

So far, only two people are unable to stay trapped.

One is Shui Yanluo, and the other is this old man.

The water hare must be related to the water sect.

And this old man now seems to be the descendant of the Water Jail Sect.

The old man stared at the ink painting, his expression changed, and he couldn't tell whether the ink painting was an enemy or a friend for a while.

"A real senior from my master once saved the descendants of the Yu family and received the secret of the water prison technique, so I also learned this magic."

Ink painting is concise and concise.

However, the old man heard the four words "real senior" and felt a stern.

Real person is the name of feathering.

There is a real senior in the master's sect, so this little devil may have a big origin.

Even if you are not a top sect, you should at least be at the level of learning hundreds of subjects.

The Water Jail Sect was once prominent, but that was a thousand years ago. Now it is in a down-and-out situation and is completely incomparable.

The old man's attitude towards ink painting was a little more respectful.

"Since I have such a connection, I am abrupt and just started to do it rashly. Please forgive me, brother. But..."

The old man looked solemn, "I'd like to ask my brother not to pursue the matter of the Hunter Gate anymore. This matter is too much involved and cannot be investigated by my friend."

Mo Hua raised his eyebrows slightly, "Someone is chasing you?"

The old man's expression sank, "I said, please don't want this..."

"I can help you." Mo Hua said.

"Help me?" The old man was stunned, then his face looked ugly, "Do you know how deep the water is here?"

Mo Hua nodded, "I probably know a little."

The old man sneered.

A child with a yellow mouth doesn’t know the world is so strong that you can also involve the past of the water sect?

If you intervene rashly, you will be afraid that you will die without a place to bury yourself.

Mo Hua said: "In my sect, there are ancestor Dongxu, seniors of real people, and many elders of Jindan, who all have a good relationship with me."

"I also have acquaintances in the aristocratic family, Daotingsili, and I also have friends."

"Tell me the matter, maybe I can help you, but if you don't say it..."

Mo Hua looked at the black line vaguely tangled above the old man's seal hall, and said confidently: "You may not live for two months!"

The old man was completely shocked by the ink painting.

He didn't expect that the young monk in front of him would have such a wide connection.

The key is that when he said these words, he showed a calm temperament.

If you weren't really capable and had connections, you would never be able to brag like this.

This son is likely to be a child of a large family and a sect...

Can't offend.

Moreover, the young boy was right.

The old man himself knew that if he hid like this, he would be desperate in no time.

And his long wish has never been achieved...

The old man looked confused and finally sighed, "Okay, my friend wants to know what he wants to know, even if I know, I will tell you."

"If a friend is willing to help afterwards, it is best. If you don't want to help, please leave safely and don't tell me whereabouts."

"Okay!" Mo Hua nodded.

Although this old man can do something stupid, he is barely honest.

"You are not surnamed Zhao, are you?" Mo Hua said.

The old man clasped his fists: "I'm sorry, my friend, I met by chance, so it's impossible to tell my true name."

"You have a surname, too?"

The old man was silent for a moment and nodded, "Yes, my husband's surname is Yu, and his name is Yu Canghai."

"Yu Canghai..."

Mo Hua remembered it silently and asked again: "Who is chasing you?"

The old man sighed, and a grimacing hatred appeared on his face: "It's... Guishuimen..."

"Guishuimen?"

The ink painting was slightly stunned.

He didn't expect that there was something about Guishuimen in it.

But it's not right...

Mo Hua frowned, "You see with your own eyes that the disciples of Guishuimen are chasing you?"

The old man shook his head and said, "Guishuimen will not take action personally. They hide in the dark. The one who really pursues me is some of the desperate evil cultivators hired by Guishuimen."

Mo Hua's pupils shrink slightly, "Do you have any evidence?"

The old man sneered, "What other evidence is needed? The current senior management of Guishuimen is the traitors of the Hunter Sect back then. They betrayed the Hunter Sect and defected to the Daoting. After the Hunter Sect was destroyed, they stole the inheritance of the Hunter Sect, changed their appearance, replaced it with the 'Hunter Sect', and became one of the twelve-stage Guishuimen today!"

"There is a deep blood hatred between Guishuimen and our Hunter Gate! In order to cover up the scandals of that year, the evil animals of Guishuimen wished to kill all the descendants of our Hunter Gate!"

The ink painting looked as usual, but his heart was shocked.

He didn't know that there was still this past incident between Guishuimen and the Suimen Gate.

So, what about the Yujia Shui Village, and Guishuimen are also manipulating it?

Mo Hua sighed silently in her heart:

"The relationship between the aristocratic sects is indeed complicated. If you don't dig it yourself, you don't know that there are so many involvements here."

Then Mo Hua frowned again and said, "When the Water Jail Gate was destroyed a thousand years ago, the saying was circulating... Your Water Jail Gate was "the entire sect was deviled". Is this really true?"

The old man said: "Of course it is impossible. This is framed, it is framed!"
To be continued...