Chapter 673: 551 Chapter Peer_2 Kill… but cannot kill… To plant the devil in the Taoist heart… also cannot do… If he doesn’t eat his fill, he won’t be able to move on… Gui Tao’s person stood desolate for a long while. There wasn’t any facial expression or movement, but it seemed as if he indeed sighed. Then he turned around and began to walk towards the small noodle shop. Mo Hua’s eyes lit up, and he immediately followed with a beaming smile. The small noodle shop was run by a couple who were Qi Cultivation Loose Practitioners. With their low cultivation, they ran a noodle shop by the road to make a living for themselves. Mo Hua had previously swept the place with his Divine Sense, confirming that it was simply an ordinary noodle shop, and the couple were merely ordinary cultivators. There were a few patrons, mostly Loose Cultivators from nearby, nothing unusual. Mo Hua and his companion entered. The store owner, plain-looking and dressed in coarse clothing, came up to greet them enthusiastically and asked, “What would the two honored guests like to eat?” After he finished speaking, just about to glance at Gui Tao’s person, Mo Hua quickly stepped forward, waved his small hand to draw his attention, preventing him from looking at Gui Tao’s person. Then he took out two Spirit Stones and said with a clear voice, “Two bowls of noodles, and quick, please!” Mo Hua had thought it through. The Spirit Stones for the noodles had to be paid by himself. With Uncle in this state, it was unlikely he would offer to pay… He also dared not let Uncle pay… Uncle’s moods were unpredictable. If he accidentally angered him and he gave in to planting devil in the Taoist Heart, killing everyone in the small shop, then it would be his own fault. Seeing the Spirit Stones, the shopkeeper’s eyes brightened, but he also looked a bit troubled: “Young brother, two Spirit Stones are a bit much, two bowls of noodles don’t cost that much…” “It’s fine…” Mo Hua waved his hand. “Just add some extra toppings.” With that, the store owner happily accepted with a thousand thanks. Watching the shopkeeper’s expression, Mo Hua felt inexplicably emotional. To him now, two Spirit Stones really weren’t much, but for these low-level Loose Cultivators, it might represent a whole day’s earnings… In this world, some people are so rich in Spirit Stones that they squander without a second thought. Others pinch and scrape, carefully living day by day… Mo Hua sighed. Gui Tao’s person’s expression shifted slightly, casting a surprised look at Mo Hua. Afterward, the two of them took their seats. A few more patrons were scattered inside the shop. Mo Hua deliberately chose a secluded corner and even used his small body to block Gui Tao’s person so that he wouldn’t watch others and they couldn’t see him. Gui Tao’s person appeared indifferent, seemingly unconcerned. These Loose Cultivators were like ants, not worth his attention. Soon, the shopkeeper brought their noodles over. The portion of noodles was hearty, and the toppings plentiful—with even two slices of meat. It looked like Monster Beast meat rather than Spiritual Meat, slightly gamey but not overpowering, not too tender but edible. Of course, it couldn’t compare with what mother used to make. But the flavor was good, the noodles aromatic, the soup robust. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂 Mo Hua was never picky, and famished, he held the bowl and slurped the steaming hot noodles. After eating for a while, Mo Hua looked up to find that Gui Tao’s person hadn’t touched his chopsticks. Mo Hua continued to eat the noodles while pondering… This “Uncle” of his, who planted devil in the Taoist Heart and is using someone else’s body, should be considered a “dead man.” Of course, a dead man doesn’t need to eat. Mo Hua frowned, his mind turning to other questions… Uncle… where was he residing before? Was he following the traces of my master? When did he start tracking the master’s location and begin to plan? And… His appearance on Dali Mountain was just too coincidental… When did he pin down the whereabouts of Junior Brother and Sister? After a few bites, Mo Hua couldn’t help it and stealthily glanced at Gui Tao’s person, whispering: “Uncle…” “Back on Dali Mountain, were you already nearby?” “Then watched as that Saint Heir surrounded us?” “Waiting until Junior Sister and Junior Brother shattered their special Eternal Life Runes, losing their means of protection, before you acted…” “Is it that, even you couldn’t do anything about the Eternal Life Runes?” … As Mo Hua spoke, he nodded, feeling his conjectures were fairly reasonable. Finally, Gui Tao’s person couldn’t bear it any longer. His pitch-black eyes gazed at Mo Hua and uttered his first words of the journey: “Eat your noodles…” His voice was flat and indifferent, seemingly a bit displeased… “Oh.” Mo Hua obediently lowered his head and continued eating his bowl of noodles. Until all the noodles in his bowl were finished, Mo Hua did not speak again. Then he looked up at Gui Tao’s person, and involuntarily glanced at the untouched bowl of noodles in front of him, licking his lips. Every grain and drop should be appreciated for its hard-won journey. It must not be wasted. Mo Hua silently reached out with his small hand, shifted Gui Tao’s noodles to his side, and then buried his head and huff, huff, huffed them down… Gui Tao’s person’s usually expressionless face stiffened for a moment. His pitch-black eyes watched Mo Hua, somewhat in disbelief… … After finishing two bowls of noodles, the two set off again. Mo Hua felt slightly stuffed, his belly round and full, so he walked ahead, strolling to aid digestion. Gui Tao’s person followed behind, looking puzzled at Mo Hua’s retreating figure. This little thing… is quite strange… He found it somewhat inscrutable. It seemed as though his junior brother had laid some trick, hidden some secret, obscured some cause and effect… What exactly had his junior brother hidden in this child? What consequence had he obscured? And why had he hidden the child so preciously, covered him up so thoroughly, keeping it all from him…