Before Gu Changhuai could react, Mo Hua turned his back on guests and inquired:

"Uncle Gu, can you send me Daotingsi's mission?"

Gu Changhuai was startled and felt unhappy.

How come this kid is so "familiar" that he makes me feel like I'm very familiar with him...

Gu Changhuai looked at the ink painting and said with a wary expression:

"what you up to?"

"I'm just asking," Mo Hua said casually, then showed a look like a little fox, "What if..."

Mo Hua emphasized, "I mean, if, by accident, I know the clues to the evil cultivators, can you issue the mission through the Daoting Division?"

Gu Changhuai frowned and refused:

"The Dao Tingsi has its own rules and regulations when doing things. The bounty offered to the sect must be carefully considered by the Classics Division. How can it be released at will..."

Mo Hua nodded and understood instantly.

Be cautious, considerate, not casual...

The implication is that it depends on your heart.

Whether to be cautious or not, to consider or not to consider, whether to act casually or not, all depends on Dianji's subjective judgment. There are no objective rules.

As a magistrate, Uncle Gu is indeed qualified to issue a reward if he decides!

Gu Changhuai looked at the weird ink painting, and for a moment he didn't know what the ink painting wanted to understand. He frowned and asked:

"Why are you asking this..."

He didn't respond until he was halfway through asking.

No, this kid hasn’t answered the question I asked him yet...

I came here to find out the relationship between Mo Hua and Boss Jiang's death.

As a result, I accidentally got distracted by Mo Hua's ramblings, which distorted the topic...

Gu Changhuai said with a straight face, "I asked first, you answer first."

"What are you asking about?" Mo Hua blinked.

Gu Changhuai had a headache, so he repeated his question: "Do you know the fireball technique?"

Mo Hua didn't hide anything, he nodded and said:

"Spells like fireball... I don't think so, it's quite difficult..."

Fireball is one of the most basic spells for monks, and it is also the most commonly used spell.

Mo Hua looked calm.

Gu Changhuai glanced at Mo Hua. Even with his experience as a Daoting Si Diansi, he could not see a trace of emotion or anxiety from Mo Hua's slightly childish face.

He judged it instantly.

This is a small "fried dough stick". Without the oil and salt, you can't ask questions.

Gu Changhuai thought for a while, his eyes darkened, and he asked directly:

"Did you kill the traffickers who kidnapped Yu'er?"

After speaking, Gu Changhuai's eyes were like swords, staring straight at the ink paintings.

Mo Hua wanted to be perfunctory, but he felt that in the future, he would have to ask Uncle Gu, who was the Diansi of Daoting, for many things, so there must be basic trust between the two of them, and it would not be good to lie...

Mo Hua nodded and said: "Yes!"

Mo Hua admitted it simply.

Gu Changhuai was stunned.

His thoughts stopped for a moment.

He imagined many situations, but he didn't expect that when he asked, Mo Hua would admit it directly, which left him with a lot of words that he couldn't say out loud.

Gu Changhuai hesitated for a long time and asked, "How did you kill him?"

Mo Hua replied: "I used the fireball technique to kill all those traffickers!"

Gu Changhuai said in his heart as expected.

This is pretty consistent with what I imagined.

But he hesitated for a moment, pondered this sentence in his heart for a long time, and had to shake his head and said: "It's impossible..."

How to kill with fireball...?

This guy in Mo Hua is in the early stage of foundation building.

The dozen or so individual traffickers are all at least building foundations. They have practiced Taoism for many years and have rich experience. Their cultivation is much deeper than that of ink painting.

Use fireball...

Gu Changhuai really couldn't imagine how he could kill more than a dozen monks of the same level with the low-level fireball technique.

Even killing one is difficult...

Mo Hua looked helpless:

"I won't tell you. You doubt me. I told the truth and you don't believe it. Uncle Gu, it's hard for me to handle this..."

Gu Changhuai hesitated and felt a little sorry, but he still insisted:

"It's definitely not just a fireball technique."

Mo Hua thought for a while and then said: "How about... I set up a formation in advance to seriously injure them, and then use fireball to kill them, is that okay?"

Gu Changhuai thought about it along the lines of ink painting and couldn't help but agree:

"This is indeed reasonable..."

"That's it?"

Gu Changhuai couldn't help but nodded. Halfway through, he was stunned again and said angrily:

"What do you mean by 'that's it'! In the early stages of foundation building, when you are in your teens, how can you deploy such a powerful formation?"

Mo Hua said truthfully again: "My formation is very powerful!"

Gu Changhuai obviously didn't believe it.

"I entered Taixu Sect, and my specialty is formations!" Mo Hua said again.

Gu Changhuai didn't know what to say.

How could he not know that Mo Hua was Wenren's cousin, who spent a lot of spiritual stones and relied on many connections to send him to Taixu Sect.

To say that his specialty is formations is just a pretense and an excuse.

What kind of formations can a kid from a small fairy city in a remote Lizhou province with a low-level Five Elements Spiritual Root be proficient in?

They can also set up a killing array to trap and kill more than a dozen traffickers.

You also need to make a draft when you brag.

Gu Changhuai snorted softly.

Mo Hua sighed, feeling helpless.

Every time he wanted to treat others with sincerity, they always didn't believe him, and there was nothing he could do.

"My formation is really powerful!"

Mo Hua emphasized it again.

"Oh." Gu Changhuai said lightly.

If you don’t believe it, I’ll pull you down...

Mo Hua curled his lips and was too lazy to say anything.

Gu Changhuai remembered another thing and asked again: "That Boss Jiang... used the Sword Control Technique before he died. It was extremely powerful, but you were able to escape unscathed?"

Just as Mo Hua was about to speak, Gu Changhuai interrupted:

"Don't tell me that you were lucky enough to escape..."

Mo Hua said nonchalantly: "I...that's what I wanted to say..."

Gu Changhuai rubbed his eyebrows and felt a headache.

After asking for a long time, he had no idea which sentence Mo Hua said was true and which sentence was a lie.

Or maybe some truth is mixed with a few lies, and a lie is mixed with a few words of truth...

He can't use torture.

Scare him with "Daotingsi"...

Judging from his familiar appearance, there was no fear at all.
To be continued...