Chapter 98 (1/2)

”See the ghost, how can it rain so heavily...”

The rain was so heavy that the water in the low-lying areas was overflowing to the road.

Although it is nothing to say that this rain is nothing, people who practice Taoism will never be trapped by this rain. However, it has not been such a heavy rain for many years in my memory. The thunder one after another seems to be opening on top of my head, and even the roof tiles and windows are shaking.

The night was deep, and no one wanted to go out in such a heavy rain to suffer, so no one noticed that the color of the water was different.

Mo Chen looked out of the window, just for a moment, the wind has rolled raindrops, mindlessly pouring into the house.

Mo Chen closes the window.

He changed his place. At present, the most important thing about Huihui mountain is the empty house. In the past two days, Mo Chen was keenly aware that many people were missing from the clan.

Among them, there should be people who were involved in right and wrong, lost their lives and were injured. Many of them saw that the situation of the clan was not right and they ran away quietly.

It's no small matter in any sect that some disciples run away. But it's also where you score. It's time. Chen Jingzhi's departure from Huihui mountain is a great event. There were few disciples in his family. His departure was at such a sensitive juncture, so all the people in the family felt it was inappropriate. The punishment of the gate rules is also very severe for the clansmen to escape. Now, who else? The death of the elders is scattered, and each peak leader is also damaged. Where can he care about his disciples? At first, those who ran away were just some unimportant small characters, some laborers and other disciples, who fled and fled. However, I heard that some of my disciples didn't show up again these two days. Maybe they found another way out.

Mo Chen will light up the oil lamp, take out a piece of stone ore which is unintentionally obtained in the daytime and examine it carefully.

Burial sword valley was a famous place for casting swords at first, and then it gradually became a major gate. Since we want to cast swords, materials are very important. The sand iron and stone essence produced by the sword burial valley are very famous. They are used to cast swords and get twice the result with half the effort.

But at present, Mo Chen is holding this stone mine from the basket in the warehouse in the daytime. From the quality point of view, it is not unusual. Compared with the products produced in other places, it is not much better, but it looks worse.

Thinking of elder Lu's saying that the spiritual vein where the sword Valley is buried is dead, Mo Chen is more aware of it.

The spirit vein is dried up, and the stone mines in this area will also be abandoned.

Mo Chen has been observing secretly these days that the position of the person who started to attack Lu Changlao must not be low. It should be between several elders and the leader of the peak.

However, before he could find out the details, the sword valley was in chaos. If you killed me, I would kill you and make a pot of porridge.

Mo Chen's goal is gradually shrinking.

There are not many people who know that Lu Changlao has gone back to the mountain, and then gouge out the dead and the half dead.

There are only two people he has delineated now.

One is Jin Mian. He is an acquaintance of elder Lu. He even went to Huihui mountain with elder Lu. During these days' observation, Jin Mian was very resourceful and skillful. What's more, he had already grasped the daughter of the valley master.

If at this time the valley master suddenly appears a son-in-law, his future son-in-law's weight will not be enough. It can also be said that Mo Chen's appearance blocked Jin Mian's way.

Another person who must know is the valley Master Wu Yunshen.

Elder Lu will tell the details of this matter even if he doesn't tell others. After all, he is looking for his son.

This man should be regarded as his father in name, but he is not concerned about Mo Chen's existence, and he is not willing to take him back.

Although it is said that tiger poison does not eat children, but Wu Valley master may not regard him as his son.

In the stone prison, Mo Chen didn't think he was talking casually.

No matter whether the child was really dead or not, Wu Yunshen was not willing to have another son when he was dead.

The sound of rain was getting faster and faster, drowning his thoughts.

In the sound, he suddenly heard several knocks at the door.

Duh, duh.

Light and steady.