Chapter 90 Jinghuang Cave God

Mo Chuan's laughter made He Xia a little embarrassed.

But he didn't expect that Mo Chuan would pierce the window paper. Isn't this asking for embarrassment?

"May I ask, layman, why do you think Pindao is suspected of committing the crime?"

Mo Chuan stopped laughing, his face straightened, and he asked solemnly.

"Forget it! Since the Taoist Master has asked this, it's better for He to pretend to be deaf and dumb."

He Xia took a breath and talked eloquently:

"He is a disciple of the Yuanqing Guan lay family. Although he does not have great Taoist supernatural powers, he still has some skills. This piece of broken silver looks ordinary, but the magic power lingering on it cannot be hidden from He. He is still a little suspicious and looks to the Taoist priest.

Forgive me."

Mo Chuan shook his head dumbly when he heard this. He didn't expect that the other party's method of seeing through it was so simple.

"No wonder the lay people were able to lay such a huge foundation in this desolate land. It really is like there is heaven and earth!"

Mo Chuan sighed for a moment, then pointed to his one tael of broken silver and shouted:

"big!"

In an instant, the one tael of broken silver swelled up like steamed buns in a pot. In a blink of an eye, it actually changed from one tael to four or five taels.

The waiter holding the tray almost opened his eyes when he saw this, with a look of shock on his face.

Although He Xia was feeling better, he still looked shocked.

"The strong wind knows the strong grass, the cold year knows the pine frost. The worries of the layman are beyond the pale. This piece of broken silver is not only a return gift, but also a self-proof of innocence. Take care, layman!"

After saying that, Mo Chuan walked away.

He Xia looked strange.

You have used magic to make a lot of money, how can you prove your innocence?

etc!

Suddenly thinking of a possible He Xia, he subconsciously said hello: "Taoist Master, stay!"

When the cry started, people also rushed out of the door.

However, looking around, where is the figure of the Taoist priest?

He couldn't find it anywhere, and the feeling of something bad in his heart became stronger and stronger.

He quickly returned to the house, picked up the piece of silver, and looked at it carefully:

The broken silver was put into the palm, pressed against the cold hand, and pinched with fingernails. It was hard but soft at the same time. It looked like ordinary silver.

"It is rumored that Taoism has the Midas touch to turn stone into gold. Although it is a Taoist method, the gold transformed is also real gold, and there is no essential difference from the gold mined from the mine. Could this be similar to the Midas touch method?"

As his thoughts wandered, He Xia's expression changed again and again.

After a while, he took a deep breath.

"Taoist Master Anyang said that any magic technique is supported by Yuan Qi. Once the Yuan Qi is exhausted, its original shape will definitely appear! In this case, whether this is a deception or a true magical power, time will tell everything!"

Thinking of this, He Xia immediately ordered the waiter to stay beside the broken silver and not sleep for a moment.

He wanted to see if this was a real magical power?

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…

After leaving Juxianxuan, Mo Chuan couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

Unexpectedly, I would be misunderstood one day.

Unfortunately, this misunderstanding cannot be explained for a while, so I simply won’t explain it anymore and leave something to prove my innocence for him to understand or not.

It has to be said that He Xia is quite experienced in doing things. Although he was suspicious, he did not point it out and even generously donated money. In the process, he even pulled the tiger skin of Yuan Qingguan.

If Mo Chuan is really that evil and crooked, after this series of attacks, he will definitely stop his desire to deceive others.

But Mo Chuan is not a rooster and a dog robber.

It is true that silver has grown in size in the same way as it pleases, but it has also grown permanently and has not changed the essential value of silver.

So how can we talk about fraud?

"Although there were twists and turns on this trip, I got to know the situation clearly."

"Dong Shen? Tsk, that's interesting. The poor Taoist Yin Talisman Demon Wheel inheritance Zhengchou has no place to use it. I didn't expect it to come to my door!"

Mo Chuan chuckled lightly and immediately walked out to the village.

The barren mountains are densely forested and filled with miasma.

Mo Chuan plunged headlong into the mountains, carrying a sword to ward off evil spirits, and walked along remote paths.

Walking to a deserted land, he immediately sat down cross-legged.

He clasped the spell secretly with both hands, and as Yuan Qi was moving, a faint green smoke suddenly appeared from the top of his head.

This is said to be green smoke, but it is as heavy as agarwood. It emerges from the top of the head and then pours towards the ground. In the blink of an eye, a ghost fairy surrounded by incense is piled up.

——It is the God of Deyang!

Mo Chuan glanced at the body of the fetus, waved his sleeves and put it into the sacrificial furnace.

The experience in Laixian Town told him that it would be inconvenient to break into the mountain directly in the physical body. It was better to become a ghost and immortal and blend in among them.

On the road again, an indescribable feeling of familiarity came over me.

Mo Chuan's mind moved, and it dispersed into Qi, like a wisp of green smoke, blending into the miasma of the mountains and wandering in the darkness of the shade of trees.

In just one stick of incense, he traveled more than ten miles of mountain road.

Not long after, a natural cave stood in front of us.

It is said to be a natural cave, but there is a stone incense stand at the entrance of the cave. The stand is filled with incense sticks. Judging from its old and new appearance, it can be said that the incense will last forever.

"I am a poor man, Mingchen, may I ask if there is a master at home?" Mo Chuan asked, cupping his hands.

"Who are you? Your accent doesn't sound like someone from the mountains." A sharp voice replied, with a strange voice and a bit of a local dialect accent.

Mo Chuan followed the sound and saw a piece of fat white flesh insect emerging from among the dense branches and leaves, squirming slightly and exploring its head.

"I am an outsider from the mountain. I went into the mountain to visit relatives and friends. I have taken the liberty of disturbing you. I hope you will forgive me!"

Mo Chuan made nonsense and got to the point.

"No problem! May I ask who your friend is looking for?"

"Raccoon Taoist."

"Taoist Li? I have never heard of this. Is he a human or a demon? What does he look like?"

"Since he is a Taoist raccoon, he is naturally a demon. He is dressed in gold-threaded tiger skin, which makes him quite powerful! When Pindao saw it half a year ago, it was already half a year old, and now that I think about it, it shouldn't be much worse."

Mo Chuan replied sternly, as if he was telling the truth.

"There are many civet cats in the mountains, and gold-threaded tiger skins are not uncommon. However, it is unheard of for someone to claim to be a civet Taoist. I am afraid that the person I am looking for is not in the mountains." The meat insect replied.

"Did they change the court?"

Mo Chuan murmured and breathed a sigh of relief. He thought, what Master Dao wants is hard to find, otherwise how can he use this to find out the news?

After thinking about it, he immediately raised his hands and asked: "May I ask if there is a place in the mountains to inquire about information?"

"Well, sixty miles west from here, over two mountains, there is a bamboo forest, which is a bird forest. On a full moon night, there will be a tea party, and fellow Taoists may go there to find out the news!"

The fat white flesh insect trembled slightly and pointed at Mo Chuan.

"Thank you for your advice!" Mo Chuan handed over.

Just at this moment, a sparrow suddenly sprang out of the forest, its beak poking at flesh insects. Unexpectedly, just as the figure flew closer, a green shadow suddenly shot out from the dense leaves and bit the bird.

Looking more closely, where were the flesh insects that Mo Chuan saw first?

It is clearly a green snake tail as thin as chopsticks!

Mo Chuan's eyelids jumped when he saw this.

Good guy, you are eating a flying bird with a crunchy bite, but you recommended Taoist Master and me to go to the Bird Forest. Isn’t this a good intention?

Mo Chuan said nothing and turned around to leave.

——It doesn’t matter if it’s not good-hearted or not. If it’s really not good-hearted, I’ll catch it and make wine!

"Fellow Taoist, stay!"

The white-tailed green snake swallowed the flying bird in one gulp and said: "The threshold for the Bainiaolin Tea Party is extremely high. If you Taoist friends go there rashly, you may be turned away."

"Oh? I don't know what to say about the threshold of this tea party?" Mo Chuan stopped.

"That is the Xiaoyun Mountain Cave God Assembly. Only those who enjoy the incense of the Cave God are eligible to enter."

The white-tailed green snake that swallowed the sparrow whole retracted its head into the branches and leaves, leaving only its white tail trembling slightly outside the branches and leaves, continuing to attract birds to compete for food.

"Then I'd like to ask how to become a cave god?"

"Haha, as expected, it is not easy for someone from outside the mountains to become a cave god. In this deserted land thousands of miles away, there are more than ten thousand caves, large and small, most of which are not popular. There are only a thousand caves where you can enjoy incense."

"The ones at the top are all thousand-year-old monsters. Even the ones at the bottom of the list are still half a year old. If you want to become a cave god, you only need to defeat one of the cave gods to replace him. Fellow Taoist must decide to fight for it.

This is the position of the cave god?"

The white-tailed green snake introduced casually.

"May I ask your Excellency, are you the cave god?"

Mo Chuan glanced at the incense altar and asked.

Suddenly, the white tail of the flesh insect exposed on the branches and leaves stopped trembling.

[Thanks to "Jiuli Sword Master", "Wuqian", and "Empty Mountain Yiyouyu" for the rewards! 】
Chapter completed!