After that, Mo Hua visited Zhou Zhangsi again.

Zhou Zhangsi is very enthusiastic about ink painting and is also very grateful.

He was very old and had been in the position of the chief officer for many years. Although he worked diligently, his political achievements were in vain and he had originally planned to retire and live a long life.

However, I didn't expect that in just a few years, Tongxian City changed with each passing day.

Open the weapon refining process, build an alchemy refining process, build a large formation, kill the great demons, and ensure peace in the area.

The achievements of his stewards can be said to be "distinguished".

Zhou Zhangsi was busy with affairs, but he still took a break from his busy schedule. He took out his treasured tea, cooked tea with Mo Hua, and chatted for a while.

Most of them are stories of all sizes in Tongxian City over the past few years of traveling in Mo Hua.

Mo Hua and Zhou Zhangsi were chatting together. After a while, they couldn't help but ask Zhang Lan.

He was still quite concerned about Zhang Lan's uncle who was "passing by, unknown, kind-hearted".

Zhou Zhangsi was a little relieved and told Mo Hua about Zhang Lan.

Zhang Lan is already in the Hui tribe.

The Zhang family is far away from Tongxian City.

In order to avoid the troubles of the clan, Zhang Lan chose a remote small fairy city like Tongxian City from afar to serve as a dictionary.

Now that he has built a foundation, he has no choice but to go back.

As for the internal affairs of the Zhang family after returning, Zhou Zhangsi was unaware of it.

There are some regrets in ink painting.

He still wanted to meet Uncle Zhang Lan and "by the way" to show off to him what he had already built his foundation...

However, when he returned to the clan, he didn't know when he would see him again.

I don't know when he saw each other again, he found a Taoist partner...

I won’t be forced to marry by my family, marry a woman I don’t love, and then fall in love with a woman I don’t love outside...

While chatting with Zhou Zhangsi, Mo Hua moved his little head slightly, remembering the common sayings he had read, he automatically made up for Zhang Lan's passionate love, hate, and love...

After a while, after drinking tea, Mo Hua got up and said goodbye.

Zhou Zhangsi was busy with affairs and he was not inconvenient to disturb him too much.

Zhou Zhangsi personally delivered the ink painting to the door, and after turning it back, he continued to be busy with official business. After a moment, he thought of the ink painting and shook his head, feeling a little regretful and worried.

"The future is promising..."

"It's just... the water in Tongxian City is too shallow to raise a big dragon..."

...

After saying goodbye to Zhou Zhangsi, Mo Hua took time and went to meet the friends who had sex with him again.

Most of them became demon hunters, gradually grew up and took responsibility.

Dazhu was still following Master Chen to refine weapons, and his craftsmanship became more and more exquisite, and Master Chen was very satisfied.

The three of them were no longer in Tongxian City.

Mo Hua asked Dazhu and then he realized the whole story.

As Tongxian City became richer, there were more monks coming and going. Some passing elders saw that Dahu and the other three had good body refining roots and bones, so they took the three of them together as disciples and took them to the sect to practice.

The name of the sect is said to be "Dahuangmen". It is located south of Lizhou and adjacent to the wilderness. It is a long journey and can only come back every few years or more than ten years.

"Great Wilderness Gate..."

Mo Hua silently remembered this name, wondering if he would have the chance to go to Dahuang Gate and see Dahu and the others again...

...

Mo Hua walked around for several days, and saw everyone he should have seen. When he was free, he remembered the big tiger.

He asked his mother to help make a bunch of "big" dried fish.

The kitten demon turned into a big tiger or a second-grade monster. The small fish were not enough to be filled with the teeth, so it could only be made into a big fish.

Tongxian City has many mountains and few water, so it is impossible to raise big fish.

These fish were sold in from outside, some were big and some were small. The big ones were taller than ink paintings, and the small ones were at least one or two feet.

The fish have thick scales, strange appearance, and a strong fishy smell.

Monks rarely eat it, so they are sufficient but not expensive.

But based on the experience of the ink painting demon hunter, the big tiger like a big cat must like it.

Living things cannot be stored in storage bags.

Dead fish can.

Ink painting used several large storage bags and wrapped several large bags. In the morning, facing the rising sun, dried fish, and entered Daheishan.

Mo Hua searched in the deep mountains for a long time, and then he found that the cat was gnawing at a big tiger with unknown bones in a cave.

Sensing the breath of an outsider, the big tiger was instantly alert and his eyes were fierce.

When he saw that it was Mo Hua, the big tiger was stunned for a moment, and then he went back again and hugged the bone and licked it.

Mo Hua gave it dried fish, the big tiger sniffed it, frowned, and even "whistled", looking a little repulsive.

It is a big tiger, not a big cat.

Big tigers need face.

"Isn't it to your appetite..."

Ink painting is a little confused.

He remembered that when a big tiger was a child, he loved to eat dried small fish.

But the big tiger didn't want to pay attention to him and licked his bones on his own.

Mo Hua was not forced to do anything. When he was free, he sat at the entrance of the cave and looked at the scenery of the deep mountains.

The big tiger licked the bones, but it couldn't lick the meat anymore, so he saw the fish in front of him. He was stunned for a while. He looked up and saw Mo Hua didn't look at it. He secretly took a fish and swallowed it whole...

It swallowed too fast and didn't taste it. It looked up at the ink painting and tasted another one...

Then, I couldn't help but taste another one...

As he was eating, the big tiger looked up and found Mo Hua staring at it with a smile on his face.

The big tiger's eyes flashed, and his two claws silently covered the fish beside his mouth, not showing it to Mohua...

Mo Hua threw all the remaining fish to it and said with a smile:

"Save some food, I'll give you some more next time I have time..."

The big tiger was not restrained now, chewing the dried fish with big mouthfuls, narrowing its eyes into a slit, and rubbing the ink painting with its big furry head...

...

In this way, Mo Hua's life in Tongxian City gradually settled down.

Practice every day, learn formations, accompany your parents, drink tea when you meet friends, occasionally go to the mountains to relax, and feed the big tiger with dried fish.

But when I am alone occasionally, there is still a hint of loneliness in my eyes.

This loneliness can be hidden from others, but it cannot be hidden from Liu Ruhua.

Liu Ruhua thought about it and asked softly:

"Hua'er, come back alone, where are Zisheng and Zixi?"

Mo Hua was stunned, his eyes dim, "Young Brother and Senior Sister, they have gone home, the Bai family, very far away..."

Liu Ruhua was a little sorry and asked again:

"What about... Mr. Zhuang?"

Mo Hua shook her head and didn't know how to speak. After a long time, she whispered:

"Master...he has also gone to a very far place, and it is very likely that he will never come back..."

A trace of care was revealed in Liu Ruhua's eyes.

She hugged the ink painting gently in her arms and said gently:

"You are still young and still have a long way to go in the future. If you are destined to be together, you will see you again..."

"Um."

Mo Hua agreed softly.

The loss in my heart was also slightly relieved.

...

The next day, he went to Nanshan outside Tongxian City again.
To be continued...