Mo Hua was startled and immediately lay on the beam of the house, motionless.

At the same time, a spiritual sense swept through him, but it did not see through his concealment.

The strong man withdrew his spiritual sense and found nothing. He said furiously: "Who is sneaky?"

The middle-aged monk frowned, let go of his spiritual sense and scanned the surroundings.

A obviously deeper spiritual sense passed through the beam of the room, condensed on Mo Hua's body, and saw through the concealment of the hidden array on Mo Hua's body.

But under the hidden formation, there is also a layer of hidden art.

It was night, and the beams of the house were dark, and even half-baked concealment techniques were not easily noticed.

The middle-aged monk looked through a layer of hidden danger, but still did not find the ink painting. After hesitating for a moment, he also withdrew his spiritual sense and said lightly:

"No one, there is no need to be suspicious."

The strong man said: "Impossible, someone is looking at me!"

The middle-aged monk glanced at him, "Nonsense, am I just looking at you?"

The strong man did not comment, but his expression still showed a hostility, "No, it must be someone who is peeping in the dark!"

Mo Hua's heart sank and his heart sank.

The middle-aged monk asked, "What do you mean is someone who got in?"

"It's not impossible." said the strong man.

The middle-aged monk smiled contemptuously, "Do you know where is this?"

Before the strong man could answer, the middle-aged monk sneered:

"This is the deep mountains of Dahei Mountain, and it is the mountain village where we evil cultivators settle down!"

"There is a hidden formation set up by me at the door, and the high walls are a restoration formation set up by me. This house, every brick and tile is all drawn by me."

"Ordinary monks, who can discover this parody, who dares to come to this parody, who can enter this parody? Not to mention that they dare to peek under our noses?"

Mo Hua was secretly surprised when she heard this.

This middle-aged monk is actually that formation master, and he is a foundation-building monk!

The middle-aged monk said this, and the strong man still didn't want to give up, but he still believed in his intuition.

"Someone is indeed peeking!"

The middle-aged monk's expression gradually became colder, "You said that, are you looking down on my formation or despising my spiritual sense."

The strong man stopped talking.

In terms of qualifications, he is one shorter than the middle-aged monk; in terms of formations, he knows nothing; in terms of spiritual consciousness, he is far inferior.

The middle-aged monk said that there was no one, so it should be that there was no one.

The bloodshot in the strong man's eyes gradually faded away, and his anger gradually faded away. He bowed and apologized:

"Don't blame me, I'm abrupt."

The middle-aged formation master looked slightly clear, nodded, nodded, but asked:

"Did you not drink blood tonight?"

The strong man nodded, "I didn't drink it, I drank some wine and felt a little restless."

After saying that, the bloodshots gradually emerged in the strong man's eyes.

He is bloodthirsty and restless, so he is suspicious and has some suspicion.

The middle-aged formation master understood, his eyes slightly darkened, and said:

"Take time to drink some blood, don't mess up your mind and make a big deal."

The strong man nodded, feeling more and more hungry. The more he drank the wine, the more thirsty the more he drank, and he felt that someone was secretly watching him.

This feeling is extremely uncomfortable.

The strong man's eyes were bloodshot, his eyes were almost blood red, he stood up and clasped his fists and said:

"I'll leave first."

The middle-aged formation master asked, "Human blood may not be enough. Do you want to drink demon blood? Do you want me to take action?"

The strong man said, "No need, the third brother is busy with business, so I won't bother you."

After saying that, the strong man left. The middle-aged formation master sat for a while, finished drinking, and entered the depths of the back village.

Mo Hua waited on the spot for another hour and confirmed that both of them were indeed leaving. He was not pretending to be lying to him, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Elder Yu is right. As long as you stay still, even a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage may not be able to discover these two hidden effects."

Especially the middle-aged monk, even a formation master, could not find the hidden ink paintings.

The concealment of ink painting can be seen as a hidden means.

However, I dare not be proud of ink painting.

Eavesdropping under the noses of the evil foundation-building cultivators is still quite dangerous. Even if they can't find out, it's better not to take such risks anymore.

Ink painting is secretly alert.

If he was really seen through the hidden technique, even if he had the body technique of Shushuibu, he might not be able to escape from the hands of the foundation-building monk.

It seems that we should come to Houzhai less in the future.

Especially these two evil foundation-building cultivators, can they avoid it or avoid it.

After the ink painting, I spent another two days studying the behavioral rules of these two foundation-building monks.

The strong man usually practiced in the back village during the day, but at night, he would leave the village alone and disappear without knowing where to go.

Mo Hua guessed that he must have been drinking it for blood.

This strong man wanted to drink human blood by practicing evil skills, but he had already built a foundation and did not have enough blood to drink, so he could only drink the blood of the monster.

Some monsters eat human flesh and drink human blood.

So he went to drink demon blood, which was similar to drinking human blood.

As for that formation master, he should also be an evil formation master. He stays deep in the back camp every day and doesn’t know what to do.

I can't guess the ink painting and dare not look at it.

Occasionally, this evil formation master will go out, and he will go out at night.

Mo Hua guessed that he should have drawn a formation in the deep mountains.

But he was just a guess, and he didn't dare to follow, and he was really looking for death if he followed.

Mo Hua gradually understood the daily routines of these two evil foundation-building practitioners.

After that, as long as he avoids meeting them, he will have nothing to be scared in this Black Mountain Village.

After all, the evil formation master and the strong man who built the foundation failed to discover themselves, let alone these evil cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage.

What's more, the evil formation master himself said that it is impossible for anyone to sneak into the Heishan Village and eavesdrop under their noses.

Other evil cultivators probably don’t believe that anyone can get in.

Mo Hua thought about it and planned to stay in Heishan Village for a few more days.

First, draw a complete map of Heishan Village, and second, eavesdrop on more information about Heishan Village.

Know yourself and your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles.

Heishanzhai is too powerful and I don’t know the inside story, so I’m not an opponent at all.

Just try to avoid risks and avoid encountering evil cultivators in the foundation-building stage.

The evil formation master has strong spiritual consciousness and strong men have sharp instincts, so they are not easy to share.

Then I was curious again in the ink painting.

How many evil cultivators in this Black Mountain Village are there in the Foundation Establishment Stage?

Mo Hua began to eavesdrop on everywhere, trying to figure out this matter.

Finally one night, two evil cultivators were watching the night, drinking and chatting, and talking about the "head of the Heishan Village".

These two evil cultivators, one of whom is strong and has a hideous scar on his face.

One has a pale face, a thin body, and looks like noodle.

Mo Hua didn't know their names, so one was called "Scarface" and the other was called "White-faced Man".

The so-called vigil, I also know about the ink painting.

It was just midnight when I was guarding the mountain gate of Heishan Village.

If the sinful Xiu embarrassed and asked for directions, they opened the door and welcomed the sinful Xiu in.

If something happens, or if a monk wants to escape, they can also warn you.

Vigil is boring and boring.
To be continued...