Chapter 439: Zombie Village

Mo Hua took out the map of the barren mountain in Nanyue City.

Although it was called a map, it was rough in texture and simple in lines. It only sketched out some mountain features, and there was no other content.

This barren mountain was rarely visited by people, so there was no detailed map.

The map in Mo Hua's hand was the one he had asked Situ Fang for before. It was a mountain and river situation map collected by the Dao Tingsi of Nanyue City.

Mo Hua recalled the trajectory of the light spots on the Sinan compass and traced Zhang Quan's whereabouts on the map.

Zhang Quan's whereabouts seemed messy, but all his routes were concentrated in the forest between two peaks to the east of the barren mountain.

He came here to return to his old nest.

So the place where he refined and hid the corpse must be not far away.

And in order to avoid being tracked, he must not dare to linger near his old nest.

So the location of his old nest is most likely to the west of where he lingered.

The two places are separated by a mountain and face each other from a distance.

Mo Hua expressed his guess.

Bai Zisheng asked in confusion:

"How do you know this?"

Mo Hua said: "I am a demon hunter, and I often track demons in the mountains. This is the basic of a demon hunter."

"But Zhang Quan is not a demon."

"It's almost the same. Anyway, he can't be considered a human. I guess his habits are very similar to those of demons."

Bai Zisheng nodded and asked:

"What if I guess wrong?"

"It's okay if I guess wrong. It doesn't matter." Mo Hua said indifferently.

Bai Zisheng sighed: "Okay..."

Anyway, we have to find it. It's better to have a direction than no direction.

Mo Hua and the other two temporarily left Zhang Quan behind, crossed a mountain range, and went to the west of the barren mountain to find Zhang Quan's hiding place.

Mo Hua was not worried about Zhang Quan.

Anyway, there was a Sinan compass, and Zhang Quan couldn't escape from his palm. He could ignore it for now and let him play hide-and-seek with himself.

As long as they found Zhang Quan's hiding place, they could even turn the tables and wait for Zhang Quan to be plotted.

There was nothing special to the west of Nanyue Barren Mountain.

Still withered grass, low trees, dry rocks, and steep peaks.

The three searched together for a while, and then separately for a while, but still found nothing.

At least on the surface, there were only wild grass and rocks.

Further out, although there were still continuous wild mountains, the distance was relatively far, and the range was too large to search.

Bai Zisheng asked in confusion: "No?"

Mo Hua shook his head, "Not necessarily, we only searched the first time."

The demon hunter would not search the mountain only once.

The first time was just to take a general look at the situation of the mountains and rivers, so that there would be an overall impression of the terrain in the sea of ​​consciousness, so that when comparing it with the map, there would be a clear sense of the road.

Then, based on experience, select a route and search carefully.

Mo Hua recalled the terrain and guessed which places could be used to refine corpses or hide, which places had special terrain, and which places had suspicious auras...

Then he took out a pen, ticked a route, and continued to search.

This time Mo Hua searched very carefully.

Every time he arrived at a place, he would sit cross-legged, release his spiritual sense, and sense the thin spiritual energy flowing between heaven and earth, as well as the flow of various breaths in the mountains.

At the same time, he had to calculate in his mind to see if there were any traces of formations.

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi protected Mo Hua to prevent any sneak attacks from cultivators or monsters.

After Mo Hua finished searching, he opened his eyes, stood up and went to the next place, searching one by one.

Such a search is rather boring.

And it requires calculation, and the spiritual sense is also consumed.

Fortunately, Mo Hua is patient enough, his spiritual sense is strong, and he has mastered the art of meditation, so his spiritual sense recovers quickly.

Just walking and stopping, Mo Hua suddenly said "Huh" next to a group of bare rocks.

Bai Zisheng's eyes lit up, "Found it?"

Mo Hua nodded slightly and said, "There is a formation."

Bai Zisheng released his spiritual sense, scanned it, and said helplessly, "Where is it?"

He found nothing.

Mo Hua pointed to the group of bald rocks in front of him, "These are all formations."

Bai Zisheng looked at the rocks, which were bare and bald, huge in size, and there were many of them. They were stacked together and blocked one side of the mountain.

"What kind of formation is this?"

Mo Hua shook his head, "I don't know, it looks like... a kind of earth-based illusion, wait..."

After that, Mo Hua sat cross-legged on the ground again.

He closed his eyes and thought, concentrating on thinking, while finding a branch and drawing something on the ground.

Half an hour later, Mo Hua opened his eyes, pointed to the pattern on the ground and said:

"The formation pattern is like this."

Bai Zisheng opened his mouth wide, "You even guessed the formation pattern?"

Mo Hua corrected: "It's 'calculation', not 'guess'."

"Calculation" makes you look professional, and it is what a first-grade formation master with deep attainments in formations should do.

"Guessing" seems very amateur and suspected of guessing.

Bai Zisheng was amazed and asked:

"Did your master teach you to calculate? "

Mo Hua nodded.

Bai Zisheng was envious.

If you learn to use spiritual sense to calculate, you can see through the formation.

The formation master on the barren mountain is obviously using the formation to hide his tracks, but because the formation is set up, it is as clear as fire in Mo Hua's eyes.

Even through calculation, the specific formation pattern can be deduced.

What a shame...

Bai Zisheng sighed.

It's a pity that his spiritual sense is not enough and he can't learn it.

Of course, even if he can learn it, he probably won't be able to learn it. Even if he learns it, he may not be able to use it as well as Mo Hua.

In terms of formations, his junior brother has always been a "little pervert" in his heart...

Mo Hua's mind suddenly moved and he looked at Bai Zisheng with an evil look:

"Talk bad about me again?"

Bai Zisheng was completely helpless, "I'm praising you in my heart..."

Mo Hua snorted softly, "Do you think I believe it or not?"

Bai Zisheng sighed, had no choice but to apologize, and then immediately changed the subject:

"How to break this formation?"

Mo Hua said: "No need to break it, it's just to hide it from others."

He let go of his consciousness, took a peek, and said:

"You come with me."

Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi nodded.

Mo Hua walked straight to the bald stone, then gently stretched out his hand, and his fingers sank into the rock.

Mo Hua continued to walk forward and walked directly into the stone.

Bai Zisheng was shocked, and Bai Zixi was also slightly startled.

These bare rocks turned out to be an illusion and not the real thing.

The two looked at each other and followed Mo Hua inside.

After entering the mountain rocks, it was pitch black in front of them, but Mo Hua seemed to understand everything well and led the way with a familiarity.

After walking for a while, his eyes lit up and a stone gate appeared in front of him.

The door is gloomy, filled with the smell of death, and there is a faint rotten smell at the door.

On the door, there are three mottled bold characters engraved:

Walking Corpse Village.

Mo Hua frowned, "Walking Corpse Village?"

The three of them did not go in directly. Instead, they found a big rock nearby and squatted under it with their three little heads together.

"It's a copycat again..."

"The village in the mountains is naturally a mountain village." Bai Zixi said.

"The Walking Corpse Village... Isn't this village just used for refining corpses..."

"possible."

"It's a bit troublesome now..."

"What's wrong?"

Mo Hua thought for a while and said: "Since it is a cottage, it means that there will not be one monk inside, but there should be many monks..."

"Zhang Quan is not a loner, but should be a leader, at least the head of the family."

Bai Zisheng asked: "What should we do now? Rush in and kill them all?"

Mo Hua was helpless: "Can you finish the killing?"

"How will you know if you don't try?"

Bai Zisheng's eyes were bright and he looked eager to try. He wanted to rush in immediately and wipe out the stronghold.

Bai Zixi silently pinched his arm, and then he became more honest.

Mo Hua said: "Everything must be prepared for a rainy day. You cannot act rashly. I will go in invisible first and check the situation before talking."

"Are you going alone?"

"Yeah." Mo Hua nodded: "I'm familiar with this."

He was alone at the beginning, sneaking into Black Mountain Village without anyone noticing.

At that time, it was still a bit dangerous for him to sneak into Black Village.

But it's different now.

Now his consciousness is deeper, his stealth skills are stronger, and his formation techniques are far superior to those of ordinary first-grade formation masters. He is not afraid even when facing a foundation builder.

Although Mo Hua couldn't defeat Zhu Ji, thanks to his concealment, Zhu Ji couldn't see him.

Bai Zixi disagreed, "Let's go together!"

Bai Zisheng also nodded in agreement.

Mo Hua shook his head and said: "If you can't hide, you will be discovered by Ji Zhu."

Bai Zixi was still a little worried.

Mo Hua then said: "I'll go in and you guys will take care of me here. If something goes wrong, I'll set off fireworks and you guys rush in to help me."

That being said, there is a high probability that this will not happen.

Bai Zixi thought for a while and found no other good solution, so she could only nodded.

Bai Zisheng was a little disappointed, and then warned:

"If you encounter an accident, don't be afraid. Just set off fireworks. Senior brother, I will rush in and kill them... no, I am protecting you!"

Bai Zisheng is still thinking about fighting.

Mo Hua was a little helpless.

After that, Mo Hua said nothing, but kept his figure hidden and quietly entered the zombie village.

Before entering the zombie village, Mo Hua first let go of his consciousness, determined the positions of several monks at the gate, then quietly avoided them and went around.

After that, he found a hidden place and put his consciousness to the extreme.

Just put it in once and then take it back quickly.

Like a dragonfly touching water, leaving no trace.

After a cup of tea, he released his consciousness again.

After testing it three or four times with his spiritual consciousness, Mo Hua breathed a sigh of relief and found nothing unusual.

It seems that there is no foundation building in the zombie village.

Or, although there is a foundation, the spiritual consciousness is not strong enough to detect the peeps of the ink painting.

Mo Hua's mentality became much calmer.

He began to look at the layout of the zombie village and the monks inside.

The Walking Dead Village is built on the mountain with a simple layout, including built wooden houses and dug caves.

What's not simple is the strong corpse aura and numerous lifeless auras inside.

With only a slight scan of the ink painting, many coffins can be found.

Most of these coffins are wooden coffins, but there are a few coffins with heavier corpse auras. They are iron coffins made of fine iron and solidified by evil formations.

The corpses raised inside should be stronger iron corpses.

There are many dead people and few living people in the entire village.

From the looks of it, not all living monks are corpse cultivators.

There are only a few monks who can control corpses. They are dressed in gray robes and have pale skin.

In addition, most monks look more like robbers.

Mo Hua was a little surprised.

Other than that, it’s the formation.

As expected, there are many formations surrounding the zombie village.

The level of these formations is mostly below the first level, ranging from seven or eight lines to only nine lines at most.

Mo Hua solved several arrays, looked at them carefully, and suddenly froze.

He was very familiar with the brushwork of these arrays.

They were neat and rigorous, even a little rigid.

When he was learning arrays at Tongxian Sect, he used such arrays as a model.

This is... the array that Yan Jiaoxi drew...