649: Fire Sha 649: Fire Sha Mo Hua’s head hiccuped for a moment, then responded immediately, flipping through the chat records between Master Yuan and Fire Buddha.
There were indeed only a few lines of dialogue in the records, mostly about issues concerning the construction of the Demon Abyss Formation.
In the dialogue, Master Yuan addressed the other party as “Venerable,” and referred to himself as…
“Yuan someone”?
Mo Hua pondered for a moment and then promptly replied to Fire Buddha:
“Entangled in mundane affairs, I’ve become irritable and had some ‘drink,’ thus misspoke, please forgive me, Venerable…”
The other party was taken aback, “Master is using alcohol? It was too abrupt of me…”
Mo Hua’s gaze sharpened slightly.
Referring to himself as ‘homeself’… this person must be Fire Buddha.
Using alcohol…
Mo Hua contemplated deeply.
It seemed that that pair of eyes, along with the Blood Wine steeped from them, were indeed extraordinary.
It appeared that even Fire Buddha would not disturb a Demon Formation Master when drinking.
Unfortunately, those eyes were snatched away by Uncle Gu.
Otherwise, I could have studied them further.
Mo Hua asked, “Venerable, do you have any important matters?”
If not, just scram…
I can’t elaborate further, saying too much, it’s easy to slip up…
Mo Hua felt a bit guilty.
Fire Buddha frowned, feeling that the person on the other end seemed a bit anxious. However, remembering that “Master Yuan” was drinking and even once sober, Divine Sense would be slightly tipsy, needing to experience the “Divine Substance,” his foul mood was understandable.
Fire Buddha transmitted,
“Recently, I’ve been feeling uneasy, as if something is about to happen…”
“Is there anything unusual in the temple?”
Mo Hua’s heart skipped a beat and he pretended to say casually:
“With me here, you may rest assured, Venerable.”
Fire Buddha: “Could there be any oversights?”
Despite fearing exposure, I couldn’t lose my composure as that would make it even easier to be seen through.
Mo Hua pretended to be displeased and said:
“This Formation is the Eighteen Patterns Original Magnet Spirit Vision Compound Formation, its core is the brain, Spirit Vision as eyes, Original Magnet as ears, not a single rustle of wind or grass can escape me… Yuan someone…”
“The temple is tightly sealed, no wind blows in, no rain enters…”
Then Mo Hua took the initiative and countered:
“Venerable… you don’t mistrust Yuan someone, do you?”
Fire Buddha paused for a moment and slowly said:
“With Master presiding, I am relieved.”
“Right, rest assured.”
Fire Buddha paused again and after a long silence, hesitantly said, “Master Yuan, you seem to be much ‘livelier’ than before.”
The faux “Master Yuan,” “Master Mo,” felt his heart lurch.
At least a hundred years younger, wouldn’t that be quite lively?
Mo Hua was startled and could only say:
“I’ve had a drink…”
“Drinking…” Fire Buddha asked, “How does that drink taste?”
Whether Fire Buddha was genuinely curious or probing, Mo Hua couldn’t tell.
Mo Hua’s heart tensed.
He hadn’t actually drunk it, so how would he know the feeling?
Mo Hua intended to say, “The taste is good,” but such a response, straightforward and direct, clearly didn’t fit the persona of a Demon Formation Master…
The image of a Demon Formation Master drinking, along with his mad ravings, suddenly appeared in Mo’s mind…
Mo Hua had a moment of inspiration and sighed:
“Even after drinking, mortal eyes still can’t see…”
Upon hearing these three words, Fire Buddha felt reassured.
Fire Buddha: “There is truth in the world, within this truth lurks great terror, and within this terror lies the opportunity for eternal life…”