Chapter 806 Flowers like jade
The ink painting recorded her name, which seemed to be...
Flowers like jade?
Mo Hua took another look at her and found that this woman was indeed beautiful and delicate in appearance, like a flower and jade, but her makeup was too much, the powder was applied thickly, and there was a frivolous twinkle between her eyebrows. gas.
At this time, she looked at the ink paintings with sharp eyes and a hint of prudence.
"What are you doing here?" Hua Ruyu asked warily.
Mo Hua murmured and told the reason he had just thought about:
"Senior Sister Qianqian said that Senior Sister Jin'er is dead and no one cares about her or worships her. Every time she thinks of this, she feels pain in her heart and has trouble sleeping and eating, so she prepared the magnolia flowers that Sister Jin'er loved most during her lifetime to worship her. Come on, Senior Sister Jin'er..."
Mo Hua's voice was already clear and clear, but now when he spoke softly, his voice seemed neutral and a little magnetic, which was not inconsistent at the moment.
Hua Ruyu did not become suspicious, but frowned slightly.
"Worship?"
She turned around and saw Jin'er setting herself on fire. Where there was ashes, there were indeed a few white magnolias placed there.
This ink painting was just put up.
The caution in Hua Ruyu's heart receded slightly, she looked at Hua Qianqian again, and then asked:
"What's wrong with Qianqian?"
Mo Hua looked panicked and whispered: "I don't know either. Sister Qianqian came in, placed the magnolia, said a few words to Senior Sister Jin'er, and then suddenly turned pale and fainted. ”
"I don't know if I am too sad, or..."
Mo Hua looked around, his expression frightened, his eyes frightened, "...I'm still possessed by Sister Jin'er..."
As soon as these words came out, a dark wind suddenly rose in the room.
Hua Ruyu's face turned pale instantly.
She looked around in panic, then forced herself to calm down, and angrily shouted: "What nonsense? The sky is clear and the sun is bright. How can there be any possibility of being possessed by a ghost in our majestic Baihua Valley?"
Mo Hua looked at Hua Ruyu with an intriguing look. After a moment, he gathered his thoughts, pretended to be weak, and said calmly:
"Yes...I, I was just too scared, so I made a mistake..."
Hua Ruyu snorted coldly, "You can't talk nonsense even if you make a mistake."
Mo Hua lowered his head.
Hua Ruyu looked at the ink painting, and her eyes suddenly shone brightly, "I seem...I haven't seen you before?"
Mo Hua's heart skipped a beat.
Hua Ruyu's voice also deepened, her eyes were cold, and she asked: "Are you a disciple of our Baihua Valley?"
Mo Hua suppressed the anxiety in his heart and pretended to be confused, "I, I am..."
Hua Ruyu's eyes were sharp, and she pressed forward step by step, sneering: "Okay, since you are a disciple of Baihua Valley, let me ask you, who am I? What is my name? What is my identity?"
Mo Hua was stunned and silently relieved.
It’s okay, it’s a partial question.
Fortunately, during the Chinese New Year, I went to Gu's house and listened to Uncle Gu's "gossip". Elder Gu Hong also knew the woman's identity information clearly, otherwise the secret would have been exposed.
Those who love to listen to gossip will certainly have good luck.
"You are... Teacher Hua. Like sister Qianqian, you are from the Hua family. You are a teacher in Baihua Valley..."
Mo Hua replied slowly and logically.
Hua Ruyu's eyes narrowed slightly.
Actually, you really know my identity...
She lives in seclusion in Baihua Valley and rarely interacts with the monks outside.
Although she is a direct descendant within the clan, her bloodline is a little remote. There are no ancestors or respected elder monks in the clan, so she lacks support, so she is relatively marginalized.
Generally speaking, except for the disciples in Baihua Valley, no one would know her so well.
If you know yourself, there should be no problem.
only……
Hua Ruyu frowned.
Why don't I have any impression of this beautiful disciple?
But then she thought again, there were so many disciples in Baihua Valley, it seemed normal for her to miss one or two.
"What's your name, and what's your family background?"
Just as Mo Hua was about to speak, he suddenly had an idea and said with an "inferior" look on his face:
"To be honest with you, I am from a third-grade family. My background is not very good. My name is..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a "嘤咛" sound, and Hua Qianqian, who was lying on the ground, slowly opened her eyes.
Mo Hua looked happy, "Senior sister, are you awake?"
Hua Qianqian's head was still a little dizzy. When she saw the ink painting, she said: "Mo..."
Mo Hua secretly pulled her sleeve and gave her a wink.
Hua Qianqian was agitated, and then she realized that there were other people in the room.
She looked anxious, slowly turned her head, saw Hua Ruyu, and immediately breathed a long sigh of relief, "It turns out to be Sister Yu..."
Hua Ruyu immediately changed her face.
She treated Hua Qianqian with an extremely kind attitude, even with a hint of affectionate complaint, "Girl, what are you doing here?"
"I……"
Mo Hua immediately tugged Hua Qianqian's sleeve secretly and gave him a suggestive look.
Hua Qianqian followed the eyes of the ink painting and saw the magnolia flowers placed not far away. She immediately understood and said sadly:
"I'm here to see sister Jin'er..."
Hua Ruyu's eyes revealed her thoughts, and after a moment she sighed with sympathy, "We are all very sad about this girl Jin'er, but she can't think about it for the moment, and there's nothing we can do about it."
"This is the place where Jin'er committed suicide. It's better not to come here in the future, so as not to offend the scene and delay your practice."
"The deceased is gone, and those who are alive can only try their best to survive..."
Hua Qianqian looked stunned and nodded.
"Okay, go back quickly..." Hua Ruyu said with a gentle expression.
"Well," Hua Qian nodded and said, "Sister Yu, I'll leave first."
"Go ahead."
Hua Qianqian looked back at the place where Ye Jin burned himself, with a sad expression, then took Mo Hua's hand and left.
After Hua Qianqian left, the gentle expression on Hua Ruyu's face gradually became cold again.
She walked around the room and found nothing out of the ordinary. Finally, she cast her eyes at the bed where Ye Jin burned himself and the white magnolia flowers placed in ink paintings in front of the bed. She looked unkindly.
"Magnolia..."
Hua Ruyu snorted coldly, and suddenly felt a chill in her heart, as if someone was watching her.
She felt uncomfortable and didn't want to stay long, so she walked out of the house and closed the door.
The moment she closed the door, she suddenly thought of the ink painting again, and couldn't help but admire it in her heart.
"What a pretty little girl..."
"The most special thing is her pure jade-like, heavenly aura, which is completely different from other women in the world who wear makeup and powder."
"It's still a third-grade family, neither too noble nor too humble."
"I didn't find such a good embryo before..."
Hua Ruyu felt a little unbelievable and secretly happy.
She silently remembered the face painted in ink in her heart, then closed the door and left with graceful steps.
…
And Baihua Valley is above the high pavilion.
Wearing a flowery dress, the woman with a cold temperament, who has been focusing on Mo Hua, has a beautiful face, but now she looks strange.
The resentment in the room dissipated...
Dispel ghosts and seal evil spirits?
Shinto inheritance?
How could this young monk have such abilities?
The woman looked slightly surprised.
In her monastic experience, there were very few monks with Shinto inheritance.
Most of the monks who can inherit the Shinto and learn it to a certain extent, and can restrain ghosts and suppress evil spirits, are old monks who have been cultivating for hundreds of years, have advanced cultivation, are experienced, and have extremely deep spiritual thoughts.
Not young.
Young monks with low cultivation, unstable Taoist mind, and unstable spiritual thoughts will most likely become the playthings or bait of ghosts when they encounter evil and cruel sneaks that disturb people's hearts.
Therefore, the Shinto formation masters who can actually come out of the mountains, walk around, and are still alive are all old guys.
The woman looked at the ink painting walking out from among the Baihua Valley disciples, her eyes slightly focused.
Where did this little monk come from, who looked like he was only ten or twenty years old, and who was his teacher, so he could dispel the ghost thoughts of the dead?
The woman's expression was silent, her thoughts fluctuated, and she tried many times to catch the young monk so that she could question him clearly.
But she thought for a moment and gave up.
Once caught, things get big.
A male cultivator has entered Baihua Valley - although this male cultivator is not too old and has not done anything extraordinary, he is easily criticized by others.
A sect that is all female, these rumors are the most taboo.
Moreover, at such a young age, there are very few monks who are proficient in Shinto knowledge.
And to be able to teach such a disciple, his teacher must be an extraordinary person.
Monks who are proficient in the way of spiritual thoughts either have weird minds or weird methods and should not be offended easily.
Thinking that he was not a prodigal son, he entered Baihua Valley not to climb flowers and willows, to look for fragrance and beauty, but to get rid of sneakiness and protect the safety of the soldiers. For the time being, he turned a blind eye or closed one eye and no longer pursued it. Already...
The woman turned around and sat in front of the Baihua Tianji Disk again, intending to continue to watch the evolution of the flowers and get a glimpse of Tianji's funeral.
Just taking a closer look, the woman's pupils immediately shrank.
On the celestial disk, which is colorful and full of flowers, the lush flowers are withering.
But at this time, the speed of the flowers withering has obviously slowed down...
The dark purple rotten dirt on the withered flowers is gradually disappearing.
The "hundred flowers withered" pattern... has been delayed? !
The woman was a little unbelievable for a moment.
She had spent nearly a hundred years and tried every means, but could not reverse the "withered flowers" situation, but suddenly there was a turn for the better?
The woman immediately turned her head and looked out of the Baihua Valley from the high pavilion shrouded in the fragrance of flowers and mist.
Outside the valley, on the mountain road of the Hua Tuan Jin clan.
The figure painted in ink gradually fades away.
The woman's expression changed several times, and became calm again. Her expression was like an iceberg, but her mood fluctuated.
"Who is this little monk?"
"At such a young age, with such abilities, he must have the guidance of an expert... Who is his master?"
The woman's heart suddenly trembled, and she looked at Gaotang aside. Above the high hall, there is a screen, with a sword hanging in the middle.
The sword was put back into its scabbard with a simple pattern, like a treasure that had been sealed with all the years and sharpness.
Like an iron painting with a silver hook, there are two words engraved on it:
Longquan.
…
Outside Baihua Valley.
Mo Hua and Hua Qianqian left Baihua Valley along the mountain road, went straight to Baihua City outside the valley, and returned to Hua Qianqian's cave called "Qianxiang Residence".
In the cave, Murong Caiyun was still waiting for them.
Seeing that the two of them came back safely, Murong Caiyun breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked, "How is it?"
Hua Qianqian was startled.
As soon as she entered the door, she felt a sinister wind entering her brain, and she fainted inexplicably. She had no idea what happened after that.
Hua Qianqian could only turn her head and look at Mo Hua.
Mo Hua thought for a moment and said, "It should be fine..."
"Senior Sister Jin'er had a lot of resentment left before she died. Now most of the resentment in that room has dissipated..."
But the evil ghost's cause and effect is entangled with him.
But Mo Hua didn't say anything about this.
Once you say it, there will be a lot to explain, and it will also make Senior Sister Qianqian and Senior Sister Murong worried.
"That's good."
Murong Caiyun nodded, and then she frowned:
"Then Jin'er's death..."
Mo Hua shook his head, "It's not clear yet, there must be something hidden here, but don't worry, I will ask my uncle Diansi from the Daoting Division to help investigate. If Senior Sister Jin'er has really suffered any injustice, she will definitely repay it. She is fair."
Murong Caiyun felt happy.
Hua Qianqian also showed gratitude and said sincerely:
"Thank you, Junior Sister Mo."
Mo Hua's face darkened, and he immediately realized that he was still wearing Baihuagu's Taoist robe and combing his hair in Baihuagu's bun, so he immediately took off his robe.
Hua Qianqian wanted to stop but didn't, and said with an unhappy look:
"You can't wear it for a little longer..."
She hasn't seen enough yet.
Murong Caiyun on the side actually felt a little bit regretful in her heart.
Mo Hua, however, had already changed back into the Taixu Sect's Taoist robes, and turned back into the "little senior brother" of the Taixu Sect, who was as clear as jade and had cool eyes.
It's getting late, Mo Hua is about to return to his clan.
Before leaving, he specifically told Hua Qianqian:
"Senior Sister Qianqian, you were intruded by resentment just now, so you fainted. In the next three days, you should focus on recuperating. Do not overwork your mind or body, and do not overuse your consciousness."
"Then, wear some jade pendants that calm your mind, burn sandalwood indoors, and eat some light and nourishing food."
"If you notice any abnormality in your consciousness, have nightmares at night, or see strange phantoms, you must tell me as soon as possible."
Seeing Mo Hua's serious expression, Hua Qianqian nodded obediently.
Murong Caiyun looked at the ink paintings with some surprise in his eyes.
"Okay, I'm going back." Mo Hua waved his hand.
"Well," Hua Qianqian thought for a moment and then said, "If you need any help with sister Jin'er, you can come to me."
"good!"
Mo Hua nodded.
…
After that, Mo Hua returned to Taixumen.
It's getting late, and the disciple is inside.
Mo Hua recalled everything that happened during the day, thinking silently in his heart.
First of all, things like Li Gui are still troublesome to deal with.
In the sea of consciousness, or in the nightmare, my spiritual thoughts are indeed quite strong.
But in reality, ghosts possess other people, or are parasitic in evil things, or for a short period of time, ghostly energy wanders in the air.
There is nothing I can do.
The half-step "fierce ghost" transformed by Senior Sister Jin'er, after possessing Senior Sister Qianqian, would not be able to leave Senior Sister Qianqian's physical body unless he was afraid of being sealed by himself and dying with his physical body, unable to settle the old grudge.
In this way, senior sister Qianqian will be in danger.
Even if he is rescued later, his vitality will be severely damaged.
And he could only watch helplessly, but he was helpless.
"It seems that in Shinto, we need to find ways to learn more about the methods of overcoming ghosts and suppressing evil spirits..."
Otherwise, in the future, if a cheap brat gets angry, and I have a powerful spiritual mind, but because I can't get out of my body, I can't kill, I can't do anything to deal with this kind of brat, that will be too frustrating.
From the current point of view, the most within reach is the true "spiritual thought turning into a sword" technique.
The move of Muyun Sword Light still needs to be practiced.
In addition, it is "evil".
Senior Sister Jin'er, after her tragic death, has already shown signs of turning into a fierce ghost, which can be regarded as a half-step "bad ghost".
At the same time, traces of "evil evil" also appeared on her body.
"Tao evil..."
For some reason, when he mentioned Dao Ni, Mo Hua couldn't help but think of his uncle.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that there was more or less the shadow of his uncle in it.
But if you think about it carefully, it's unlikely.
From what he saw and heard in Lishan City, it can be known that his uncle should be at the level of Ascension, and there is a high probability that he is at the peak of Ascension, only one step away from Dongxu.
But no matter what, he is not empty yet.
The Qianxue state boundary is a fifth-level realm. There are many big families and sects entrenched here, and there are also many ancestors of Dongxu.
No matter how strong the uncle is, he should not be able to take such a big risk. Under the nose of Daoting, surrounded by so many aristocratic sects, and in front of so many ancestors of Dongxu, Dao Heart is filled with demons. Make waves.
Mo Hua shook his head.
I should be worrying too much...
If I were my uncle, my top priority now would definitely be to find a way to cross the chasm, break into the cave, and then use the ability of the cave to break the void to raise evil in the world.
He shouldn't have time to spend here at Qianxue State Border.
Mo Hua put this thought behind him and continued to think about Senior Sister Ye Jin.
After this trip to Baihua Valley, Mo Hua has generally figured it out.
Senior Sister Ye Jin indeed committed suicide.
But she probably came up with such a cruel and painful way to burn herself to death because she saw the record in "One Hundred Taboos of Cultivation" about "people dying tragically, filled with resentment, turning into evil ghosts".
There must be something hidden in this.
Moreover, Mo Hua can now almost conclude that Senior Sister Ye Jin's death must be related to one person.
A face with heavy makeup appeared in Mo Hua's mind.
"Flowers are like jade!"
This teaching in Baihua Valley is very problematic!
Why did I and Senior Sister Qianqian secretly go to the room where Senior Sister Ye Jin set herself on fire to check the situation? No other elders noticed, but she, a teacher in the late stage of Foundation Establishment, found out?
Why is she looking at him so warily?
Why did she look guilty in Senior Sister Ye Jin's room?
Also, some of her subtle expressions during her conversation seemed very strange. She was too cold towards herself, but too enthusiastic towards Senior Sister Qianqian...
If you want to find a way to check...
Mo Hua immediately took out the messenger and wrote to Gu Changhuai:
"Uncle Gu, go on a blind date quickly!"
After the message was sent, Gu Changhuai didn't reply to Mo Hua for a long time.
He probably saw it but didn't want to pay attention to it.
Mo Hua said: "It's business!"
After sending the message, Mo Hua suddenly realized that everyone who urges others to go on a blind date will feel that they are doing "business".
Mo Hua immediately said: "It has something to do with the death of Senior Sister Ye Jin."
Sure enough, after he sent this sentence, Gu Changhuai replied:
"real?"
"real!"
"What does it matter?" Gu Changhuai asked.
"It's not clear yet," Mo Hua said, "That's why I need you to go on a blind date, take a look with your own eyes, and ask her about her background. Based on Uncle Gu's experience as the Daoting Secretary for many years, you can judge whether this Hua Jiaoxi is any questions."
"Why do I feel..." Gu Changhuai frowned, "Are you trying to trick me into going on a blind date?"
Mo Hua said speechlessly: "How could I lie to you with such a serious matter?"
After all, it involves the murder of Senior Sister Ye Jin.
Gu Changhuai nodded slightly and thought it was right.
Although the ink paintings are out of tune, most of the time, his actions are quite reliable.
But Gu Changhuai still refused: "I won't go."
"Why?"
"I can go for inquiries, but not for blind dates."
Mo Hua said angrily: "If you go to 'inquire' as the Daoting Si Dian Si, wouldn't you just scare the enemy? How wonderful it is to go on a blind date, natural and flawless, and you can also inquire about information as a matter of course. Even if you ask something offensive, If you have problems, others will only think that you have low emotional intelligence and will not think of going anywhere else..."
Gu Changhuai: "..."
"Uncle Gu, go ahead. As the Dian Si of the Dao Ting Si, this is your duty and morality."
Gu Changhuai was silent.
Mo Hua said again: "You just go this time. From now on, I will be responsible for Elder Gu Hong."
Gu Changhuai thought for a long time, finally sighed and compromised:
"good……"
Mo Hua's eyes lit up, "I'm going to send you some suspicious things. Uncle Gu, please make some insinuations and ask her more. Also, go on a blind date as soon as possible, the sooner the better..."
Mo Hua wrote a lot more words and sent them.
But there was no reply from Gu Changhuai.
However, Mo Hua knew that with Uncle Gu's character, once he agreed, he would definitely do it and would never break his promise.
In the next few days, he practiced peacefully in the sect while waiting for news about Uncle Gu's "blind date".
(End of chapter)