"Go over and examine the body to see how Mr. Pi died. There must be traces on his body."

"That's the cemetery mechanism. Do you also want to die with Mr. Pi?"

"I am Jin Dan."

"So what about the golden elixir? The things in the tomb are not that simple..."

When several people were arguing, the tomb robber named "Mouse" suddenly said: "No," he pointed at the ink painting, "This kid must not be telling the truth. Maybe he was the one who killed Mr. Pi."

Mo Hua silently raised the shackles on his arms, meaning how could he kill someone with the shackles on?

The mouse's eyes narrowed slightly.

Second Master Hui also said in a deep voice:

"What abilities does Mr. Pi have? You and I still don't know? How could he be killed by a kid?"

Mo Hua nodded repeatedly.

"but……"

Second Master Hui turned to look at Mo Hua, guessing that Mo Hua must not be telling the truth. He thought for a moment, then looked at Shen Qingsheng, pinched his neck, and asked in a deep voice:

"Tell me, how did Mr. Pi die?"

"I..." Shen Qingsheng hesitated.

Mo Hua glanced at Shen Qingsheng without revealing anything.

Shen Qingsheng immediately trembled and said in horror: "I...I don't know, I fainted, I didn't see anything..."

Even now, Shen Qingsheng still doesn't understand why.

This cemetery is full of evil people.

Mo Hua looks innocent, but he is as sinister and vicious as these Jindan gangsters. If he can kill Mr. Pi, he can also kill himself.

At this moment, the only way to survive is to insist that you know nothing.

And since he was still useful, Mr. Hui couldn't really kill him for the time being.

"Oh shit……"

Seeing Shen Qingsheng shrinking back, Mr. Hui couldn't help but cursed, feeling upset.

He never expected that he would get off to a bad start. Before he could even enter the tomb door, one of them would die first, and the most critical one was Mr. Pi.

The mouse came closer to Mr. Hui, looked at the ink painting and said:

"Second Master, I still feel that this boy is a bit dishonest. Do you want to use some punishment to make him tell the truth?"

Mr. Hui's expression changed.

Mo Hua made a mental note for this one called "Mouse".

You're such a dwarf and so troublesome.

Seeing that Mr. Hui was a little moved and seemed to really want to torture him, Mo Hua said, "You can't torture me!"

"Why?" Mr. Hui raised his eyebrows and asked him.

Mo Hua asked back: "Do you have an array master?"

Second Master Hui frowned, "What do you mean?"

Mo Hua then said: "Mr. Pi is the only formation master, right? He is dead, and there is no one else among you who knows the formations. If you don't know the formations, how can you open the door of this tomb? After you get down to the tomb, you will encounter other formations that will kill you. What do you do?"

Second Master Hui was stunned by the question. He looked at the ink painting and said: "Mr. Pi's formation is not an ordinary formation. Don't tell me, you have learned it at such a young age?"

"I know a little bit," Mo Hua said.

"Nonsense," Mouse sneered, "This is Mr. Hu's unique formation. How could you possibly know it?"

"You have already said that it is a 'unique' formation, not an 'exclusive' formation. The formation is extensive and profound, with complex origins. He is not the only one who knows this formation." Mo Hua said plausibly.

Second Master Hui and others fell silent.

Mr. Pi has always been in charge of the formation, and they really don't understand it very well.

Mr. Pi also regards his inheritance as a treasure and never reveals anything about the formation to them.

At the moment, Mo Hua is indeed the only one who knows how to use formations.

But ink painting is an outsider after all, and it looks too tender...

Mr. Hui was a little hesitant.

At this moment, the handsome young man among the black-robed monks said, "Can you still open this tomb door?"

There was a hint of dissatisfaction in his indifferent words.

Second Master Hui's heart trembled, knowing that these "distinguished guests" were unhappy because of their negligence.

This is a big deal.

As for these distinguished guests, they have a lot of money and a lot of background, and they cannot be offended at all.

That’s all…

Second Master Hui looked at Mo Hua and asked, "Can you open this tomb door?"

Mo Hua said confidently: "This is nature."

"Okay..." As soon as Mr. Hui nodded, Jin Dan, who looked like a sharp-mouthed monkey and was nicknamed "Mouse", approached him and whispered something in his ear.

Second Master Hui looked serious and nodded.

The mouse walked up to the ink painting and took Mr. Pi's storage bag from his hand.

In front of Mo Hua, Mouse's eyes were greedy and he turned the storage bag upside down, but he didn't seem to find what he was looking for. He immediately looked at Mo Hua with a sinister expression and said:

"Kid, where is that thing?"

Mo Hua looked confused, "What?"

"That...touch..."

The mouse endured it and swallowed the words into his mouth.

"What?" Mo Hua asked.

The mouse's eyes became more vicious, "It must be you who stole that thing. Hand over your storage bag and let me look through it."

Mo Hua was dissatisfied, "Why do you have to go through my storage bag?"

Mo Zi sneered, then ignored Mo Hua's objection and snatched his storage bag.

In the storage bag of Mo Hua, there are mostly books about formations and patterns.

The mouse couldn't understand it at all.

In addition, there are some elixirs, spiritual stones, and some small gifts given by others.

The mouse rummaged around and couldn't find what he was looking for, so he couldn't help but look at Master Hui.

Second Master Hui frowned, looked at the four black-robed monks next to him, and then said with fear on his face:

"That's all, business is important, that thing... we'll talk about it later."

The rat could only give up.

Mo Hua said: "Give me back the storage bag."

Mo Zi sneered and returned the storage bag to Mo Hua, but before returning it, he took away the spiritual stones and some valuable-looking spiritual objects in the storage bag.

On the surface, Mo Hua "dare to be angry but dare not speak out", but in his heart he already regarded him as a dead person.

Mr. Hui took out a pot of wine, walked to Mr. Pi's body, sprinkled the wine on the ground, and said silently:

"Life or death matters, Mr. Pi, have a safe journey."

Mr. Hui’s voice was low.

But those who work in this field have indifferent temperaments and will not really have any friendship.

When we were alive, everyone ate wine and meat, but when we died, there were fewer people to work and distribute spiritual stones.

At most, it's a bit sad that the rabbit died and the fox died, but it can't be said to be very sad.

After offering sacrifices to Mr. Pi, the matter was forgotten. Mr. Hui turned around and said to Mo Hua: "Open the tomb door. If you can open this door, we will protect you from death. But if you can't open it,

, you can only go and accompany Mr. Pi."

A formation master who can help is a good formation master.

Anyone who can't help is just a dead person.

So, under the gaze of everyone, Mo Hua walked to the tomb door and began to try to decipher the formation on the tomb door.

But what was on the door of the tomb was an unfamiliar ground formation. Mo Hua looked at it for a moment, but still remained motionless. After a while, he stretched out his hand towards Er Ye Hui:

"Give me Mr. Pi's storage bag."

Second Master Hui's eyes narrowed slightly, "What do you want a storage bag for?"
To be continued...