Mo Hua nodded and said softly: "Thank you Fan Diansi. I will remember Diansi's kindness."

Fan Jin was overjoyed, but on the surface he remained humble and said:

"It's just a matter of effort. Sir, I'm serious in my words. From now on, if you have something to do, Sir, no matter how much you are asked, Fan will do his best."

Mo Hua smiled, cupped his hands and said, "Okay."

A big stone finally fell to Fan Jin's heart. He said goodbye with a smile and left briskly.

After Fan Jin left, Master Gu was still a little worried.

"Young Master, how about you leave for Taixumen earlier? I'm afraid..."

Master Gu didn't say it explicitly, but Mo Hua knew it in his heart.

He thought for a while and nodded, "That's fine, but before that, there is something else..."

The ink painting paused slightly, and his eyes were meaningful, "I have to meet someone."

…

Northwest of Gushan City, in front of a magnificent mansion.

The middle-aged monk with a folding fan in his hand and a gentle face ordered a disciple of the Shen family:

"The alchemy master in the clan has seen it. Mr. Qing seems to have just been frightened and frightened. It is probably nothing serious. You should inform Elder Shou Xing about this matter earlier. After all, he is only such a son... Our clan

There are still some matters at home, and I have to go back to deal with them, so I will stay here soon."

"yes."

After the middle-aged monk finished giving his instructions, he left the Shen family's mansion in a carriage, then headed south along the street, straight out of the city gate, and drove towards the outside of Gushan.

In the carriage, the middle-aged monk closed his eyes and meditated, but he frowned slightly and was obviously upset.

The desolate mountain scenery around him was left behind one by one.

The carriage is getting further and further away from Gushan City.

After driving like this for half an hour, they passed through a deserted forest, and the middle-aged monk suddenly opened his eyes.

He hesitated for a moment, sighed deeply, and shook his head helplessly.

"parking."

The carriage stopped, and the middle-aged monk paused for a moment, then got out of the carriage and told the disciple driving the carriage: "Wait for me here."

"Yes." The disciple cupped his hands and said.

The middle-aged monk entered the deserted forest next to him alone.

In the deserted forest and lonely field, there is no one inhabited, and there is a thick layer of withered yellow leaves, which make a rustling sound when stepped on.

The middle-aged monk entered the wild forest, stepped on the fallen leaves, and walked forward for about a hundred steps. Then he looked up and saw a young monk with picturesque features and deep eyes sitting on the tree branch in front of him.

The middle-aged monk looked at the young man in front of him, cupped his hands and sighed: "Goodbye outside Lishan City, we haven't seen you for a long time."

Mo Hua nodded and said, "It's been a long time."

He looked deeply at the monk in front of him.

And this person was the middle-aged monk who was traveling with Master Yun and the skinny old man.

Back then, he had some interactions with him in Nanyue City and in the ruined temple outside Lizhou City.
Chapter completed!