Chapter 86 Treatment

Zhang Lan frowned.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he felt that the more he didn't want to admit it, the more likely it was the truth.

Could it be that the formation was drawn by Mo Hua? Then was this person also blown up by Mo Hua?

Although Mo Hua was only at the fourth level of Qi Refining, since he started to learn the formation, his formation level was not low. It shouldn't be difficult for him to draw a formation to blow up a person.

Zhang Lan thought about it and wiped out all the traces of the formation. Then he thought about when to go to Mo Hua to ask for a pot of wine and ask about the matter.

He had no psychological burden on the matter of partiality.

He was born in a noble family and had seen many dandies since he was a child. Therefore, he looked down on Qian Xing, a family member who relied on the family name, bullied others and acted arrogantly. He felt that they not only wasted the family's resources, but also ruined the family's reputation.

It was just a pity that the power of the formation was not enough and did not blow up the kid from the Qian family.

"Mo Hua, this kid, is still not good at learning..." Zhang Lan murmured.

In Xinglin Hall, Mr. Feng treated Dazhu and the others.

Mr. Feng didn't like trouble-making children, so he was unwilling to treat them. It was Mo Hua who said that he was bullied, and Dazhu and the others helped him, so he got injured.

Of course, the bullied Mo Hua was alive and kicking, and only had a few broken skin, while the bully was blown to pieces... It's better not to tell Mr. Feng about this.

Mr. Feng watched Mo Hua grow up, and he was still partial. After hearing what Mo Hua said, his attitude towards Dazhu and the others softened. He prepared some herbs and asked them to rub them on the wounds. He also gave them some internal pills to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis.

Dazhu whispered, "Mohua, you are so powerful that you can persuade Mr. Feng. I was injured in a fight before, and no matter what the reason was, I didn't dare to come to Mr. Feng, for fear that he would blame me."

Mohua said, "Mr. Feng is kind-hearted. If you really have something, he will definitely help you. If he doesn't treat you, it means he knows that you are not seriously injured."

Dazhu nodded doubtfully, but if Mohua hadn't brought them, they would never dare to come to Mr. Feng.

After Mr. Feng examined Dazhu and the others' injuries, he looked at Mohua and was relieved to see that Mohua only had some superficial injuries.

"Your weak constitution is congenital, so you should not fight with others. If you can't avoid it, you should find a way to escape as soon as possible, so as not to hurt your life."

Mo Hua said helplessly: "Grandpa Feng, I ran, but I didn't get away."

Mr. Feng frowned, "Who in Tongxian City is so ignorant that he would bully a child like you?"

Mo Hua laughed and said: "It's not a big deal, just let it go."

Mr. Feng saw that Mo Hua didn't want to talk, so he didn't force him, and only reminded him:

"Let's not talk about other places, but here in Tongxian City, I still have some face. If someone really bullies you and you can't resist, you can't fight back. "Well," "Well, thank you Grandpa Feng!" Ink painting, I touched my neck and found that after I wiped the ointment given by Mr. Feng, it was so cool that it would not hurt, so I said, "It's not too early, I will go home first, and I will give you a cinnamon wine I made by my mother!" You are worried about "ink paintings and Dazhu. They farewell, and they asked," Are you hurting seriously? "" Are you hurting? " Do n’t fight, fight or death, you need to be a flower, you have to lose your own wounds, and you have to lose the spirit stone to others ... "" Yes, so every time we finish the fight, no matter whether we do not take advantage of it, Master will punish us. "Several disciples said. Mo Hua felt a little sorry. Da Zhu and the others fought with Qian Xing and the others because they were helping him. If Qian Xing hadn't been so aggressive, the fight wouldn't have turned out like this.

Mo Hua said, "Qian Xing bullied others by taking advantage of his power. You fought because you were helping me. Master Chen is not an unreasonable person and he won't blame you."

"Yeah." Da Zhu nodded, but he was still a little nervous.

"If Master Chen still wants to blame you, just tell him that I can help with whatever formations the Refining Shop needs to draw in the future, as long as they are not too difficult."

"Really?" Da Zhu's eyes lit up. Asking someone to draw a formation costs a lot of spirit stones, and the master always feels distressed. If Mo Hua can help in the future, the master will definitely be happy.

"It's just," Da Zhu hesitated, "won't you suffer a loss?"

"My father often told me that neighbors and friends should take care of each other. You help me, and I help you, how can I suffer a loss?" Mo Hua patted his chest and said.

When Mo Shan knew that Mo Hua was drawing formations for others, he was very happy and often told Mo Hua about it. He also said that he would help as much as he could. The lives of low-level casual cultivators were hard, and they survived by caring for each other.

When Mo Hua's family was in trouble before, they had received care from many people.

Dazhu was very happy, "If Qian Xing, that little bastard, bothers you again, we will help you beat him up!"

"Yes, beat him up!" Several disciples followed suit.

After everyone separated, Mo Hua returned home, had dinner, talked to his mother for a few words, and went back to his room to continue looking at the formation.

He did not mention Qian Xing's matter, so as not to worry his mother.

The Qian family is too powerful, so try not to provoke them if you can, and if you really can't avoid it, then talk about it. Fortunately, the Qian family didn't know that they had injured Qian Xing with the formation, so they shouldn't bother Mo Hua in the short term.

Liu Ruhua was sitting alone under the lamp sewing clothes with a lot on her mind. When Mo Shan came back, she told her husband:

"Hua'er was injured, but he didn't say anything and covered the wound, not wanting me to see it. But I'm his mother, how can I not see it..."

Mo Shan comforted his wife, "Mo Hua is a boy, and it's right for boys to be responsible. He didn't say anything, which means he can handle it. It shouldn't be a big deal, so don't ask him."

"Well," Liu Ruhua nodded, "I'm still a little worried... Mo Hua has always been well-behaved and shouldn't have conflicts with others."

"I'll ask someone tomorrow to find out what happened. Don't worry, even if something happens, I'm still here."

Mo Shan comforted his wife in a gentle tone, with only a hint of sharpness in his eyes.

At this time, in the weapon refining shop, Dazhu and others were being punished by Master Chen to kneel in front of the hall.

Master Chen held a stick in his hand, his face as gloomy as water.

"Well, now you are bold and powerful, fighting with others, even alarming Daotingsi. If I hadn't heard about this from others and had been kept in the dark until now, would you not take me, your master, seriously?"