Chapter 850 Eavesdropping (Additional update for the naughty night boss of the alliance~)
finally!
Let yourself catch the pigtails...
Mo Hua was overjoyed in his heart, but remained calm on the surface. He just asked with a straight face: "What altar?"
"An altar for offering offerings to the Lord of God..."
"Where?"
"In..." Mr. Wu hesitated.
Mo Hua kindly reminded: "Xiao Diansi has a bad temper. If you don't say anything, he will open your chest and break your belly."
Mr. Wu panicked and said quickly: "It's in the inner hall of the Dragon King Temple!"
Mo Hua's eyes moved slightly, then he suddenly shook his head and said:
"Something's wrong. You didn't ask for anything, didn't say a single condition, and just revealed the location of the altar so easily? There must be something wrong..."
Mr. Wu smiled bitterly, "The knife is in your hands. I am just a piece of fish on the knife. How dare you make any demands? As long as you can spare my life. If I die, I will not be able to work hard for the Lord God and do my best to be loyal."
This Mr. Wu was still thinking about his "divine master" when he was about to die.
I don’t know how my brain has been washed.
Mo Hua shook his head.
Xiao Diansi on the side pondered for a moment, and unwilling to delay any longer, he pointed his sword at Mr. Wu's throat. With a hint of sharpness in his narrow eyes, he said coldly: "Lead the way to the altar. If you take out the fish bone token you hid, I won’t kill you.”
Mr. Wu was pointed at the sword and said tremblingly: "Okay, I will take you there..."
Mo Hua couldn't help but think about the altar that he thought about day and night.
But with so many people watching, he had to show off on the surface, so he looked worried and said:
"I'm afraid there is a scam..."
Xiao Diansi shook his head: "It doesn't matter."
Mo Hua added, "This Mr. Wu may not have any good intentions. That altar may not be a good place either..."
Xiao Diansi said: "With so many of us and four golden elixirs, we have nothing to fear in the Dragon King Temple. As for Mr. Wu..."
"If there is any trouble along the way, I will ask Mr. Wu to die first."
Mr. Wu's cheek twitched, but he did not dare to say anything.
He only had foundation-building cultivation. If he didn't turn into that dragon-scaled monster that was invulnerable to water and fire, he would naturally not be Xiao Diansi's opponent.
Mo Hua sighed and said reluctantly:
"In that case, let's listen to Xiao Diansi and go to the altar to have a look."
Xiao Diansi nodded, pointed his sword at Mr. Wu and said, "Sir, please lead the way."
Mr. Wu's face looked ugly, but he had to bow his head under the eaves, and there was no room for him not to agree at this time.
"Everyone, follow me..."
Mr. Wu looked around, bowed guiltily to the corpses of the temple guards all over the ground, then turned around and walked towards the Yaksha Hall.
Entering the Yaksha Hall, you will see several Yaksha statues with arms and legs, covered with scales, strange faces, and blue-faced fangs standing on both sides of the road.
Mo Hua saw it and murmured in his heart.
The appearance of these yakshas is somewhat similar to the monsters transformed by Mr. Wu.
Mr. Wu didn't even look at these Yaksha statues and continued walking inside.
After passing the Yaksha Hall and passing through several halls, we came to the middle hall of the Dragon King Temple.
But as soon as they arrived at the middle hall, blood was everywhere, and everyone's expressions couldn't help but change slightly.
As far as the eye can see, most of the countless pavilions and pavilions in the entire central hall have been demolished, the beams have collapsed, leaving only ruins and walls, which are empty, messy and desolate.
The surrounding ground was also soaked in filthy blood.
The blood was black and smelly, but it seemed to contain plenty of evil power.
Mo Hua thought for a moment, then took out a long fine iron rod and soaked it in the water for a while. When he took it out again, he found that the fine iron rod had been corroded by evil spirits, the iron was loose, and the inside was black and red.
Mo Hua turned his head, looked at Mr. Wu, and asked:
"Is this blood of yours used to draw evil formations?"
Mr. Wu's heart was beating wildly, but on the surface he was a little confused and flustered: "Young Master, what kind of evil formation, I don't know..."
"Aren't you an array master?" Mo Hua asked.
"It's true that I am a formation master, but I really don't know anything about this blood."
"Then what happened to the main hall here? Why did it all collapse?"
"This..." Mr. Wu hesitated.
Mo Hua's tone was slightly cold, "You can say you don't know that those people outside died in your hands and were eaten by you. But the temple inside was demolished to look like this. Obviously it didn't happen overnight. You are The person in charge of Dragon King Temple, don’t tell me that you don’t even know this?”
Mr. Wu's face jumped slightly and he said: "According to the decree of the God Lord, the Dragon King Temple needs to be renovated, so the temple was demolished and planned to be rebuilt, but..."
Mr. Wu had no choice but to say, "...before the construction could even start, something like this happened. All the temple guards died. I don't know why I ended up like this. I really don't know where the blood on the ground came from." Where did it come from..."
Mo Hua frowned and said nothing.
Xiao Diansi's eyes were indifferent, he glanced around and said:
"Well, it's useless to say this. Let him lead the way quickly. Find the altar, get the fish bone token, and leave this ruined temple."
Mo Hua nodded and said nothing more.
Mr. Wu also stayed calm and led the way.
It's just that the blood on the ground was so bloody and filthy that the monks couldn't touch it, so they had to find another way through the ruins, which took a lot of time.
After stumbling all the way, they finally passed through the ruins of the central hall and crossed the scarlet blood all over the ground.
After passing the middle hall, what lies in front of you is a large door.
The gate is five or six people tall, with a wide and thick temple eaves above the head, with murals carved on it. Between the two closed doors, there is a huge stone lock-like ferocious sheep head.
The sheep's head opens its mouth, majestic and terrifying, and bites the two doors tightly.
This is the door that separates the nave from the cella.
It is also a door that isolates the altar.
Mo Hua looked at the ferocious and terrifying, yet familiar and friendly sheep head, and vaguely sensed the mouth-watering aura behind the sheep head gate, and his heart was pounding.
He stopped pretending and asked Mr. Wu directly:
"How to open the door?"
Mr. Wu said: "This door is not easy to open..."
"Don't talk nonsense." Mo Hua said with a straight face.
"well……"
Mr. Wu kept saying, murmuring in his heart: This kid, why was he so wary just now, but now he is a little anxious?
This kid has been too shrewd along the way.
He can find a thorn in every little thing.
Those eyes were as clear as water, and occasionally as deep as an abyss. When he stared at her, she felt uncomfortable all over.
Mr. Wu did not dare to deceive, so he said:
"It will take some time to open this door... Originally, it had to be prepared one day in advance before the sacrifice. The offerings should be placed first, and the incense should be burned to inform the god and ask the god for blessings. Only by making a decree and obtaining its approval can the door be opened..."
Mo Hua frowned, "Please explain it more clearly."
"Yes, yes," Mr. Wu said, "To put it simply, we need to place offerings and offer human sacrifices. After one day, if the Lord God approves, the door will naturally open."
"Why does it take so long?" Mo Hua asked.
Mr. Wu smiled bitterly, "This, this is the rule of the God Lord. It takes a day to open this door. As for why... I am just a servant of the God Lord, how can I know..."
Mo Hua frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything, but said:
"Then open the door now."
Mr. Wu was confused: "If you open this door, you will need a human sacrifice..."
"What kind of human sacrifice?"
"It takes a living person as a 'sacrifice' to open the door..."
Mo Hua said with an indifferent expression: "Don't tell me whether these things are available or not. I just need to open the door and you can figure out the rest by yourself."
"You can get any human or dog sacrifices yourself. If you can't get them, you'll have to kill yourself and offer them up as a 'human sacrifice'."
Mr. Wu had a wry smile on his face, but he was so angry that his teeth itched in his heart.
This kid is really hateful!
Sooner or later, you will be punished by the God Lord and die without a burial place!
Mo Hua is not used to Mr. Wu either.
He has had many dealings with such deep-thinking masters and "magic sticks", and he knows what kind of virtues they have.
If you don't force them, you won't know what tricks they are hiding.
"Hurry up and open the door, don't play any tricks, or you'll be disemboweled!" Mo Hua threatened.
Xiao Diansi on the other side also held his sword and stared at him eagerly.
Mr. Wu sighed and did not dare to deal with it anymore. Instead, he walked to a statue on the side of the gate, turned the mechanism, and took out three boxes from the belly of the statue.
There was a formation engraved on the box, and Mo Hua could tell at a glance that it was an ice formation, probably for refrigeration.
Mr. Wu opened the box. There were three beating hearts in the box.
I don’t know whether these three hearts are human or demonic, and I don’t know how long they have been stored, but the blood is still fresh, and they were still trembling slightly when they were taken out of the box.
Mr. Wu placed these three hearts on the gate, in the mouth of the ram's horn relief.
In an instant, several fangs sprouted from the sheep's mouth and bit the three hearts.
The blood seeped out, along the fangs, and was sucked into the mouth of the horn relief, and then seeped into the surroundings of the relief, following the blood grooves on it, activating the strange patterns around it one by one.
However, this progress is very slow.
"When the blood tank is full, the door can be opened." Mr. Wu said.
Seeing that the door was indeed opening slowly, Mo Hua nodded and stopped embarrassing Mr. Wu.
Now that the door is open, it will take a day.
Before that, everyone could only wait silently. Some people were still injured and needed to find a place to meditate and rest.
But the problem is that the people in Mo Hua are actually not the same people. Although they seem to be in peace with each other, they still have grudges and suspicions about each other. Therefore, during the break, everyone separated with a tacit understanding. They each found a place to meditate and rest on the ruined wall in front of the Sheephorn Gate. At the same time, they remained alert and wary of each other.
Mr. Wu is alone.
Xie Liu, Shui Yanluo, and Xiao Diansi were together.
Xiao Tianquan pondered for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking, and stayed with Xiao Diansi for the time being.
Mo Hua naturally stayed with Gu Changhuai and Xia Diansi.
As for Ouyang Feng and Hua Qianqian, he also pulled them to meditate near Xia Diansi to heal their injuries.
Xiao Diansi saw it, but did not stop him. He just glanced at the ink painting and reminded: "The poison in this boy Tai'amen is my water prison power, and the poison in the girl from Baihua Valley is Guishui." Poison, in this Dragon King Temple, only I can eliminate the water prison energy, and only I can eliminate the Guishui poison..."
The implication is that Mo Hua should not have other thoughts.
Ouyang Feng and Hua Qianqian are still his hostages.
Mo Hua felt a little tricky in his heart, but on the surface he just waved his hand casually, "I know, I know, Xiao Diansi, don't worry, I won't lead them away."
Xiao Diansi looked indifferent, showing no emotion or anger, and turned around and left.
Then Mo Hua found a clean place for everyone to rest.
Surrounded by ruins, it is relatively safe. You can also see the ram's horn gate not far away. You can see the progress of the blood tank and predict the time when the gate will open.
Gu Changhuai and Xia Diansi sat on the ground, guarding Xiao Diansi and others.
Ouyang Feng and Hua Qianqian meditated under the protection of the two, one healing the wounds and the other suppressing the toxicity.
Mo Hua also sat there for a while and then felt the ground was a little cold.
This Dragon King Temple is located in the middle of the Yanshui River, soaked in water vapor and very cool.
It was fine when I was fighting and on the road before, but now when I calmed down and sat on the ground, I felt a little cold.
Mo Hua took out a warm blanket and wrapped himself in it. He turned to look at Gu Changhuai and the others. After thinking about it, he took out a few more blankets and gave each of them one.
He often goes out and often sleeps in the open, so a fluffy blanket in his storage bag is a must.
This was a habit he had developed when he was traveling with his master, younger brother and younger sister.
Everyone was a little surprised, but they didn't shy away. They thanked Mo Hua, took the blanket, and put it on their bodies. As expected, they felt warm all over their bodies. They couldn't help but be grateful for Mo Hua's carefulness and consideration.
Afterwards, everyone was speechless and meditated to rest.
The surroundings became quiet.
Mo Hua was wrapped around a blanket, taking advantage of his free time to silently think about the Dragon King Temple in his mind.
There are some things that others don't care about, but he can't help but take them to heart.
After all, others have never seen or experienced the great dangers in the way of spiritual thoughts and the great crises in evil gods and demons, so naturally they will not understand.
And what happened in the Dragon King Temple may not seem like much at first glance, but if you think about it carefully, there are too many things that violate peace...
"The altar is really behind this gate?"
"Are there any other dangers inside?"
"What happened to Mr. Wu? Is he hiding any other bad things?"
"Where is the dragon blood?"
"Also, what are these ruins and ruins all over? What is the purpose of rebuilding them?"
"..."
Mo Hua recalled every bit of this journey, guessing the answer in his mind, and then confirmed it back and forth.
While he was deep in thought, Mo Hua was suddenly startled and noticed something unusual.
Is this... the aura of the formation?
Someone is secretly setting up a formation?
Who?
Actually secretly setting up a formation under his own nose?
Mo Hua quietly turned his head and peeked through the dim light in the Dragon King Temple. Only then did he realize that the person setting up the formation...
It's Xiao Diansi!
Mo Hua was slightly startled, deduced a little, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
"This is a sound-isolating array, not a dangerous killing array or a trapping array..."
He probably wanted to whisper for fear of being overheard.
Mo Hua felt relieved.
He continued to pick up the idea he had just now, and continued to think about it, but as he thought about it, Mo Hua was startled again.
"Whisper?"
Mo Hua suddenly became very curious and his eyes lit up slightly.
Someone set up a soundproof array in front of him and whispered ulterior motives. How could he bear it...
Mo Hua thought about it for a while, then secretly took out two blankets and wrapped his head in it. Pretending to rest, his body quietly slipped out of the blankets, and then used the invisibility technique to sneak away.
Xia Diansi, who was on the side, watched helplessly as Mo Hua slipped away, and couldn't help but open his mouth.
Gu Changhuai was not surprised. He even tucked the blanket for Mo Hua with his own hands, making Mo Hua, the "blanket man", look more like a man.
Invisible, Mo Hua quietly approached Xiao Diansi and stopped a few feet away from Xiao Diansi.
Xiao Diansi was a golden elixir after all, so he didn't dare to get too close.
Mo Hua looked around, found a corner, squatted down, looked up secretly, and found that Xiao Diansi was within the soundproof array, talking to Shui Yanluo.
The two people looked solemn and their voices were low, obviously talking about something confidential.
"Confidential matters..."
Mo Hua felt itchy for a moment, thought about it, and then "gently" released his spiritual thoughts to sense the sound-isolating array on the ground.
This soundproof array is of the second grade.
In the second-level realm, only second-level formations can be used.
Since it is a second-grade formation, it is simple.
Mo Hua did a little calculation in his mind and calculated the interval between the spiritual energy flow inside the sound-isolating array. This interval is the internal "flaw" of the array.
Then he took out a silver needle that was engraved with "Stealing Sound Array" using a micro-engraving technique. He flicked the silver needle into the flaw in the sound isolation array with a flick of his bent finger.
The silver needle is very light and makes very little sound.
The soundproof array not only insulates sound from the inside to the outside, but also from the outside to the inside, so Xiao Diansi did not notice it.
Of course, he never imagined that someone could eavesdrop on him in this way.
The silver needle that eavesdropped penetrated the formation. Mo Hua took out the corresponding silk thread and wrapped it around his ear. After a moment, he could indeed hear the sound.
At first, the voice was still a bit intermittent, but then it gradually became clear:
"It's not enough to succeed, but it's more than enough to fail..."
"...I've saved you once before, but I didn't expect you to still be so helpless..."
"...If it weren't for opening that thing, I wouldn't bother to care about your life or death?"
Mo Hua was a little surprised when he heard this.
Open...that thing?
What?
Mo Hua thought carefully for a moment and was shocked, "It can't be...opening the water prison box?!"
This smiling tiger wants to use Water Hell to open the water prison box?
Mo Hua was in a heavy mood for a moment. After a while, he calmed down and continued to listen.
"Brother, it's not that I'm incompetent. It's just all kinds of changes that are so unexpected. It seems like every move has been calculated..."
Shui Yanluo said in a deep voice.
Xiao Diansi looked indifferent, "I don't listen to excuses."
Shui Yanluo shut up angrily, not daring to say any more.
Xiao Diansi turned his head and glanced at Shui Yanluo, "Where is that thing?"
Shui Yanluo's face turned pale instantly.
Seeing Shui Yanluo's expression, Xiao Diansi couldn't help but frown slightly. After thinking for a moment, his pupils shrank, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and he said in a solemn tone:
"Don't tell me...you lost it..."
"It's not lost," Shui Yanluo said tremblingly, "It's just...it's not in my hands now."
Xiao Diansi's eyes showed murderous intent and he laughed angrily:
"Okay, okay, now that you are capable, you can throw away that thing. Did I warn you that you can throw away your life, but there must be no mistake in that box?"
Shui Yanluo gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, please forgive me. I was negligent for a moment and fell into the villain's trap. That's why someone secretly plotted to snatch the box away."
"I have tried my best to take back the box. I will not let my brother down."
Xiao Diansi frowned, "Who has that box now?"
Shui Yanluo said: "In...in the hands of that kid named Mo Hua."
Mo Hua, who was eavesdropping, couldn't help but shrink his head.
Xiao Diansi looked stunned, as if he didn't hear clearly, "Who?"
"Ink painting..." Shui Yanluo whispered.
"Which ink painting?"
"It's... the one I just talked to, brother,... Mo Hua."
Xiao Diansi opened his mouth, and for a moment, his expression was extremely exciting.
The person who robbed the water prison box was the one he wanted to capture as a hostage at first but failed to capture him. Then he walked with him and made a plan with him to capture Mr. Wu together... Imp? !
This kid stole his treasure, and then wandered around in front of him for a long time like nothing happened.
But I know nothing!
Xiao Diansi really wanted to kill Shui Yanluo at this moment.
(End of chapter)