Chapter 5: Ink Mountain

Mo Shan is a Qi Refining Level 8 demon hunter. He makes a living by hunting demon beasts and stripping them of their materials. It sounds impressive, but it is actually very hard and risky.

Most demon beasts in the cultivation world are much stronger than human cultivators, and hunting them is extremely difficult.

Generally, a demon beast of the same level requires at least a team of five to ten cultivators to hunt, and it may not be successful. Even if the hunt is successful, some of the more precious parts of the demon beast are easily damaged during the battle, and they cannot be sold for many spirit stones. The final profit is distributed according to the contribution of teammates, and the spirit stones shared are already quite meager.

If you are accidentally injured again, the elixir for treatment is also a considerable expense, and it is likely that the income will not cover the expenses. Once you are seriously injured, it is often difficult to make a living by hunting demons.

Mo Shan is a burly individual cultivator with a heroic and angular face. According to the age of a cultivator, he is not yet middle-aged, but because he has been hunting demon beasts for many years and sleeping in the open, his face has already been a little weathered.

After entering the house, Mo Shan put down his knife and the fur of some unknown monster on his shoulder, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

His coat was worn out and stained with blood, some fresh and some dark, which was mostly the blood of monsters, but also his own or his companions.

This monster hunting should not be smooth, Mo Hua secretly guessed.

Mo Shan frowned unconsciously, his expression was heavy, and with the blood on his clothes, he looked a little cold and cruel.

However, this bit of cruelty dissipated when he walked into the house and saw his wife, as if a soldier who had experienced a hard battle returned home and took off the heavy and scarred armor on his body.

Mo Shan's voice was a little hoarse due to fatigue, but he still asked in a gentle voice: "Is everything okay at home?"

Liu Ruhua packed his luggage for him and took out a clean towel to wipe his face, "Everything is fine at home, don't worry."

Seeing that his face was covered with dust, he couldn't help but say: "You are away from home, take care of yourself."

Mo Shan smiled, then looked around the house, "Is Huaer back?"

"He just came back yesterday, and the sect is also on New Year's Day. He should still be sleeping soundly now. I'll go call him. If he knows you're back, he will be so happy."

Mo Shan looked at the bloodstains on his clothes and the scars on his body, and stopped his wife and said: "Let him sleep more, the sect practice is not easy, I'll take a bath, apply some herbs, and change this clothes."

Liu Ruhua nodded and said, "Okay, then you eat something first."

Mo Shan rushed all night and was already hungry.

Liu Ruhua's cooking skills are very good. Although it was just some simple meals, Mo Shan still ate them voraciously.

When hunting monsters, they often slept in the open air. When they were hungry, they ate some cold and hard dry food, and they were reluctant to eat the fasting pills. Now when he went home and ate the food made by his wife, he suddenly felt that all the hard work and fatigue were swept away.

Mo Shan ate a lot, drank a big mouthful of the fragrant and glutinous porridge, and breathed a sigh of relief. Liu Ruhua looked at the blood on his clothes and then worriedly said, "Did someone get hurt again this time?"

Mo Shan sighed, "Three were injured, and Lao Chu was seriously injured."

Mo Shan then talked about hunting monsters:

"We were a group of eight people hunting a wolf monster that was more than ten feet tall. We had trapped the wolf monster and would kill it after slowly exhausting its demonic power. Unexpectedly, other monster hunting teams passed by, most of whom were newcomers. They had not shed blood many times, but they were so bold as to learn from others to take advantage of the situation. When they acted rashly, they were eaten alive by the monster..."

"The evil beast replenished its blood and energy by eating people, and then it went crazy. Lao Chu and I used all our spiritual power to kill the wolf monster, but we also suffered heavy losses. Lao Chu broke an arm, shed a lot of blood, and was seriously injured. I'm afraid he can't eat monster hunting anymore..."

Mo Shan said bitterly, "Lao Chu's child is only two years old, and his wife only grows some vegetables and fruits to supplement the family income. Now he is seriously injured and has to spend a lot of spiritual stones to treat his injuries. Even if the injury is healed, After that, the family of three didn't know how to make a living. "

Liu Ruhua also sighed and said, "Our family was in trouble before. Although Lao Chu was not rich, he still lent us spirit stones. There are still some spirit stones saved at home. Why don't we give them to Lao Chu first, at least to heal the wound first."

Mo Shan nodded, "The wolf demon hasn't been sold yet. It should be able to get about 300 spirit stones if it is sold. At that time, give Lao Chu more. We will lend him some spirit stones to get through this time, but..."

Mo Shan felt a little guilty, "Hua'er will enter the sect to practice next year... Originally, I wanted to kill the wolf demon, so I could make up the rough, but now something like this has happened..."

Liu Ruhua held Mo Shan's hand and said, "As long as the family is safe, there is always a way to earn spirit stones. I have saved some from helping in the kitchen in the restaurant. I will borrow some from others. It won't delay Hua'er's enrollment next year. "

Mo Shan looked at his wife silently. The once young and beautiful face had become a little haggard, and he felt even more guilty.

"You'd better not do the work in the kitchen. The heat will invade your body and hurt your heart, lungs and meridians. Next year, I will find a few more people, kill a few more monsters, and earn more spirit stones, so that you won't have to live such a hard life."

Liu Ruhua smiled with a smug look, pointing to the hairpin on her head, "Look, what is this?"

Mo Shan didn't pay attention when he entered the room, but when he looked closely at it, he found that the hairpin was different from the one his wife usually wore.

"What is this hairpin?"

"Hua'er gave it to me. It's called a fire-proof hairpin. It can ward off the fire from the stove. Wearing it will make your heart, lungs and meridians feel much more refreshed."

"Hua'er is really sensible."

Mo Shan felt relieved and ashamed. "As a husband, I haven't given you a gift for many years..."

Liu Ruhua smiled and said, "Hua'er is your son. You gave him a lunch box."

Mo Shan laughed, then smiled bitterly and said, "The cultivation of Taoism often talks about luck. My luck in this life may be that I married a wife like you and had a sensible son like Hua'er!"

Liu Ruhua glanced at her husband with a frown, and couldn't help laughing.

Looking at his wife's smile, Mo Shan silently made up his mind to find a few more powerful demon hunters after the New Year, find a way to enter the inner mountain, kill more demon beasts, and earn more spirit stones. He must not let his wife work so hard anymore, and he must also find a way to give his son a good future.

Mo Hua heard what his parents said in the room, and the young boy sighed.

When he was unaware, his parents had been enduring the hardships of the life of a monk. Perhaps no matter which world, the burdens that parents bear are much greater than children can imagine.

Even monks have to work hard for spiritual stones and make a living.

Monks and mortals seem different, but they also seem to be the same.

Mo Hua sighed, and then silently pondered in his heart: "Is there any way for me to earn spiritual stones?"