Chapter 0296 - Wooing

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"There is a man named Mo Fan in Donghai City. Wuxin lowered his head and said.

"Mo Fan, is it the one who lifted the infectious disease?" the old monk frowned and asked in a cold voice.

"That's him. ”

"As far as I know, he is not very old, not even 20 years old, so he has such a cultivation?" the old monk asked suspiciously, with a look of disbelief.

"Master, that Mo Fan looks like a child, his cultivation is really powerful, he flew away with one look, and one spell broke my master's golden body, and my master is not his opponent at all. "There is no way to have palpitations.

"Oh, this Mo Fan's talent is so high?" the old monk's eyelids raised slightly, and Gu Jing Wubo's face showed a look of surprise.

"What kind of grudge does he have with your master, and he actually uses this evil spell on your master. ”

"My master found a demon residing on the old man Hua, so he used the golden body to detain the demon out, who knew that Mo Fan took action to stop my master from destroying the demon, my master just fought with him for a few words, he broke my master's hand, and also used demon magic on the master, my master persuaded him to commit a butcher's knife, but he said that Shaolin Temple is something, so he killed my master, ancestor, you must avenge my master. Unintentionally bowed to the ground, crying, but a gloomy color flashed in his eyes.

Mo Fan actually killed Puhong, he didn't have any opinion at all, and even dared to let him cut off his arm, since this revenge with a broken arm can be avenged, why not revenge.

When the old monk heard Wuxin's words, his brows condensed slightly, and a sinister aura flashed in his eyes.

"This son is so bold, even if he hinders Puhong from subduing demons, he also killed my Shaolin disciple, he is so rampant at a young age, there must be a ghost on this kid, you get up, your master is my disciple, I will not sit idly by." ”

Wuxin was secretly happy in his heart, and quickly wiped his tears, but did not stand up.

"Master, this Mo Fan has good strength, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to deal with. ”

"Hmph, do you know where that kid is?" the old monk snorted coldly and asked disdainfully.

He sent his family back to the East China Sea, and then returned to Nanshan with Zhou Changhong, probably to Yinshan, where the sect of the Yin Ghost Sect was located. ”

After he left the Hua family's villa, he did not leave immediately, but asked people to monitor Mo Fan's movements, and the two of them went all the way to the mountains with a driver, most likely to Yinshan.

"Yin Mountain?" the old monk's expression changed slightly, "Pudu, Putuo, you two come in." ”

At the door of the Buddhist hall, two monks with half of their shoulders barefoot walked in.

"Master, what are your orders?" the two monks asked respectfully.

The old monk didn't answer, but first asked Wuxin.

"Wuxin, do you think that your two uncles in Pudu and Putuo are the opponents of that kid?"

Wuxin paused, and then his eyes suddenly lit up.

Pudu and Putuo are not seen to be masters of horizontal refining, and they are both half-step masters of horizontal refining, and they have begun to have the power of a master of horizontal refining.

Even Pu Hong is extremely talented, and he personally admits that no matter which of the two people, he can't last 5 moves.

"If the two uncles make a move, then the kid will definitely be caught. "The way of unintentional certainty.

The old monk nodded with satisfaction and said to the two monks:

"Your senior brother Puhong was killed by a kid named Mo Fan, you go to Yinshan and bring him back, if he resists, you can enforce the law in King Kong. ”

"Yes, master!" the two monks turned around and walked out of the Buddha hall without hesitation, disappearing into the night.

Wuxin's eyes narrowed slightly, secretly happy.

……

To the west of Nanshan City, in the middle of the mountains, a small path looks particularly small in the middle of the mountains.

On this road, Ah Hao drove an off-road vehicle carrying Mo Fan and Zhou Changhong forward.

The further you go, the fewer cars and fewer people there are, and sometimes you can even see one or two wolves standing on the hill and disappearing quickly.

"Mr. Mo, there is a mountain village in front, it is the last mountain village, we will rest there, and we should be able to arrive in two hours tomorrow. Zhou Changhong suggested.

"Okay. Mo Fan nodded.

Anyway, it's almost there, and I'm not in a hurry to do it.

"Ah Hao, turn right at the intersection ahead. "Zhou Changhong drove towards Ahao Road.

"Okay, Master Zhou. Ah Hao responded politely.

It wasn't long before a village appeared in front of them.

"Mr. Mo, there seems to be a problem. Seeing the village, Ah Hao said worriedly.

Mo Fan and Zhou Changhong looked at the mountain village, their brows furrowed slightly.

The village is not large, sixty or seventy households, surrounded by a small river four or five meters wide, and you have to pass a stone bridge to enter and exit the village.

The houses in the village are very dilapidated, still made of polished stones, and it is a completely unreformed small mountain village.

But at this time, in a large open space in front of the village, not only a few off-road vehicles were parked, but also two civilian helicopters.

A group of people dressed in Gray costumes were either setting up makeshift tents or preparing to eat.

The free-range goats in the village were bought by several people, washed and peeled and put on the grill, and they almost started a fire to start the barbecue.

The professional equipment and sharp movements of this group of people don't look like the aborigines of the village.

"Mr. Mo, these people have nothing to do with me. Zhou Changhong looked panicked and hurriedly explained.

"Let's go over and have a look. Mo Fan ignored Zhou Changhong and said indifferently.

"Yes!" Hao stepped on the accelerator and drove straight over.

Before they had entered the village, someone noticed that someone waved at them, found them a parking space and stopped, and several people came over.

The leader was a man in his 30s, wearing a blue T-shirt, camouflage pants, and tattoos on his thick arms.

"You also went to Yin Mountain to hunt for treasures, right?"

Ah Hao got out of the car, frowned, looked at Mo Fan, and did not speak.

"We're out to collect medicine. Mo Fan was expressionless and said calmly.

"Collecting medicine, I think it is too, the old, the weak, the young and the disabled, it really doesn't look like we are looking for treasures. Next to the man, a punk young man with a Mohican haircut said disdainfully.

In Mo Fan's car, there were a total of three people, one was 6 or 70 years old, and the other was 16 or 7 years old.

This requires three people to hunt for treasure?

"What are you talking about...... Ah Hao asked, grabbing the punk young man.

Without waiting for him to make a move, Mo Fan waved his hand at him.

"Ah Hao, go get some food, and by the way, set up the tent, and spend the night here tonight." ”

"Yes, Mr. Mo. Ah Hao gave the punk young man a cold look and walked towards the village.

The group smirked and slowly dispersed.

They have no interest in the old and the young, and they are a burden to carry on the road.

Ah Hao went for a while, then ran back, with a jar of rice wine, two fresh leg of lamb, and a few sweet potatoes and corn.

"Mr. Mo, the conditions in the village are relatively poor, and these are the things here. Ah Hao said with some guilt.

"It's okay, that's all. Mo Fan said disappreciatively, he didn't pick what to eat.

In his previous life, he went to collect medicine and ate everything.

"Okay, I'll deal with it right away. Ah Hao hurriedly went to clean up.

At this moment, the group of people just now walked back again, and the punk young man patted Ah Hao on the shoulder.

"Dude, are you interested in joining us, if you find a treasure, you don't have to be a slave, how about it?"

Just look at the refreshing one