The Gu family only said that if you are under ten years old, you can tell the Gu family any clues about the abducted young monk. If the situation is true, the Gu family will be well rewarded.

You can even give an admission quota to the state community of a school student...

Enrollment quota...

Ink painting has been enrolled in the sect, but there is no need.

And he didn't know where the Gu family's son was.

He now wants to arrange the young master Yuer and find his family first.

"Go directly to Daotingsi?"

Mo Hua thought about it and shook her head.

Daotingsi in Qingzhou City is not familiar with ink paintings.

What's more, it seems that the Gu family is making a big deal now. Most of the Daoting Department's supervisors and Diansi go to find the young master of the Gu family, and may not take Yu'er's affairs seriously.

These are not the most important ones.

Mo Hua speculated that there were probably some monks in the Daotingsi who colluded with human traffickers...

This is also what Uncle Zhang Lan reminded him.

The Daotingsili is not that clean, and the interests of various Daotingsili are very complicated.

People’s hearts are separated from their belly. They are not afraid of ten thousand, but they are afraid of anything.

No outsiders are safe.

It is best to hand Yu'er over to his biological parents.

"There are relatives in Qingzhou City..."

"Then go door to door to ask?"

Mo Hua shook her head again.

Not even possible.

Those who can gain a foothold in Ganzhou have a large identity and background and a high threshold may not be able to get in.

And it's also a waste of time.

Similarly, if someone says he is Yu'er's "relative" and acts more intimately, Yu'er is young and it is unlikely to tell whether the other party is a relative or someone with ulterior motives...

In the dark, Mo Hua felt that both methods had some problems.

Once passed by outsiders, there will be changes.

This is an alarm that he occasionally feels in his mind after learning Tianji Decomposition. Although it is still very weak, not obvious, and not very accurate, it sometimes has miraculous effects when used as a reference for decision-making.

After thinking about it for a long time, I decided to use the simplest, stupidest, but also the most direct method:

Squat at the door!

When entering and leaving Qingzhou City, the gates are a must-pass place.

Qingzhou City is a hub connecting the academic community of Ganzhou.

Yuer's parents, as long as they want to find Yuer, they will sooner or later pass through Qingzhou City and appear at the gate of Qingzhou City.

When Mo Hua thought so, his heart suddenly jumped, as if the cause and effect he expected would follow some kind of secret and become a fact in the foreseeable future...

The heart was shaken by the ink painting.

This is...

The real calculation of the secret of heaven?

No, or rather, it is the prototype of the real Tianji decomposition...

In Mo Hua's mind, Mr. Zhuang's figure floated again. He clasped his hands and gestures, closed his eyes and meditated, and used his spiritual consciousness according to his master's appearance...

After a moment...

Nothing happened...

Mo Hua touched her chin.

He was a little suspicious that when the master calculated, he should just pretend to behave, so that he would look more "immortal" but in fact he was useless.

Now that he imitates his master, his mind is blank and he can't count anything.

Or because what he is learning now is only "Divine Consciousness Calculation", which is far from the level of "Tianji Consciousness Calculation".

It’s just that I have calculated a lot, and there will be a little bit of it in the sea of ​​consciousness, which is just a sign of the secret of heaven.

After all, the master never taught him "Yansuan Tianji"...

Mo Hua sighed.

He is not sure what Tianji is.

I don't know how to calculate it.

"Tianji Yanjue..."

"In the future, we will find ways to study and see if we can compare and refer to each other, learn from the real 'Tian Ji Derivative'..."

Mo Hua nodded.

You can't just be counted by others.

Occasionally, you have to calculate others...

Mo Hua turned his head and looked at Yu'er, and reminded him:

"We're waiting here. Pay attention to the people you know, your parents, relatives, teachers, or your carriages and horses at the gate, tell me..."

"Yeah!" Yuer nodded.

Afterwards, the boss served two bowls of noodles with big and small.

While eating the Mo Hua, he was thinking about the "Tianji Yanshu" in his mind.

Yu'er learned to draw ink, ate noodles "huhu". Occasionally raised her head and saw that draw ink was by her side. She felt a little more at ease, and then continued to lower her head to eat noodles.

It seems that as long as you follow Mo Hua, those bloody, cruel, and evil nightmare will gradually disappear...

Mo Hua and the other two kept squatting at the gate.

At the gate of Qingzhou City, there were traffic and all kinds of monks came and went.

But I kept squatting for several days and ate noodles for five or six days, but I still didn’t get any gains.

Mo Hua began to wonder if he had guessed wrongly...

"It should be true..."

Mo Hua frowned and focused on thinking. In his mind, a carriage and a face were faintly traced...

...

At this time, Qingzhou City, Gu family.

Inside a quiet but luxurious hall.

A beautiful woman in the palace dress waved her bare hands and shook the gorgeous porcelain screens of the house to pieces, and even cracks appeared on the walls reinforced by the formation.

The maid outside the room looked slightly pale, lowered her head and ears, and quietly retreated.

Opposite the woman, there was a man in gorgeous clothes smiling bitterly, with a very handsome appearance, behind her cultivation level.

"Wan'er, don't be angry..."

The woman in the palace dress had a slightly red eyes and was filled with anger, "Why am I not angry? The dignified Shangguan family... can the blood of the direct descendants be robbed? Do you think I am a fool?"

The man in the gorgeous clothes said softly: "Wan'er, no one wants..."

"Shangguan Yi!" the woman said hatefully, "Yu'er is my child. You don't feel sorry for me, I feel sorry for me, Yu'er is so young and so well-behaved... He is my life!"

The handsome eyes of the man in the gorgeous clothes were stained with pain, "Yu'er is also my flesh and blood, how could I not feel sorry for..."

"Then what did your Shangguan family do?" the woman asked sternly.

The man in the Chinese clothing said bitterly: "Wan'er, you are also from the Shangguan family now. Don't say such words anymore. If you let your father know..."

"So what if you know? He was dissatisfied with this marriage and looked down on me..."

The woman in the palace dress looked at the man, and the love in her beautiful eyes became as cold as a knife, and even with deep hatred.

"He doesn't like me, so he doesn't like the grandson of Yuer."

"Let me tell you, if Yu'er is gone, I will hate you Shangguan's family for the rest of your life!"

The woman's tone was trembling, both with determination and the pain of being heartbroken with the one she loved:

"Including you...Shangguan Yi!"

The man's heart was like a knife, "Wan'er..."

The woman in the palace dress said hatefully: "Now tell me truthfully, who kidnapped Yuer? What did you find out? Where is Yuer?"
To be continued...