Mo Wudao's mouth of blood fell on the coffee table, on the sand, and on the ground behind the sand, and spewed out more than two meters away. The spots of blood looked shocking.

Although Mo Wudao usually talks about Ling Yun and jokes, he is definitely very attentive to do things for Ling Yun.

After a mouthful of blood was spurted out, Mo Wudao's chin and Taoist robe were stained with a lot, and his face turned sallow, but he didn't care about wiping it, and looked straight at the three copper coins.

Among them, two copper coins intersected with each other, stacked on one piece, and the other copper coins fell alone on the side.

After looking at the direction of the third copper coin, Mo Wudao nodded slightly, thinking that this effort was not in vain.

Then he spoke, and said lightly in a very weak voice: "Lingyun, okay, you can come here."

Mo Wudao's voice was not very high, of course he knew that Ling Yun could hear it.

brush!

Ling Yun's body soared into the air, jumped a hundred meters, landed directly at the door of the house, and then shook his body and came into the house.

"Wudao, are you okay?"

What a character like Ling Yun? Since Mo Wudao solemnly told Ling Xiao’s whereabouts, he knew that it would inevitably cost a lot to ask Mo Wudao to calculate this fortune.

This is a peek at the secrets of heaven!

Ling Yun remembered this love in his heart, but he only asked with concern.

"Ha, do you look like I'm fine?"

Mo Wudao grinned, looked up at Ling Yun, teased himself, and then said with a smile: "But, thank you for your blessing, this mouth of blood is not in vain. After this divination, at least in the two aspects of physiognomy and divination, the realm has made great progress again!"

Ling Yun was grateful, but didn't say much. He just smiled and nodded.

While the two of them were talking, Ling Lie had already arrived at the door. When he walked into the door, he was shocked and hoarse when he saw the mouth of blood.

The last person who came in was naturally Ling Xiao’s wife Dong Ruolan. After she came in, she naturally had the same expression.

Mo Wudao shook and barely stood up. He raised his hand and wiped the blood from his mouth randomly, and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine, I'm just peeping at the secrets of heaven and learned some lessons."

Heavenly punishment, backlash.

This is about practicing Ling Yun, walking against the will of heaven, and every time you improve your great realm, you have to overcome the thunder tribulation.

“The result is not ideal, but it is OK.”

Mo Wudao knew that everyone was anxious. He didn't say anything that was useless, but said directly: "I will throw these three copper coins out at will, and the placement will be different."

"The direction where the third copper coin is located is where Uncle Ling is now."

Mo Wudao drew a line with the center point of the two interlaced copper coins towards the middle square hole of the third copper coins, which pointed directly to the northeast direction.

"Based on the room we are in, go along this line. Uncle Ling must be on this line now."

Then Mo Wudao kept silent.

The other three were stunned and couldn't help looking at each other.

Ling Yun asked, "That's all, it's gone?"

Even if you find a direction, there is no address, no target, and no idea how far away, so where can you find it?

Mo Wudao's mouth of blood was too unprofitable.

Mo Wudao smiled miserably and said, "If it were an ordinary person, I would not have to spray this mouthful of blood, and I could calculate his specific position. The error will not exceed a hundred meters. But Uncle Ling's cause and effect are too deep, and the secrets of heaven are covered with overlapping them. This is already the limit."

Ling Lie suddenly spoke, "Thank you for your hard work, Master."

"Yun'er, don't worry. Since Master Mo has calculated the direction of the third brother, it is better than finding a needle in a haystack. Then our Ling family will follow the map and search in this direction. Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you will still find the third brother!"

Ling Yun pondered: "But... now all the big families in the capital are looking for my father. If we look for it on a large scale, it would be too much of a deal, and it would be detrimental to my father."

Ling Yun was worried about not the direction or how far it was, but the noise. Since the other party caught Ling Xiao, he would definitely send someone to watch the movements of the Ling family. You are going to find someone with great fanfare. Wouldn't they change places to hide?

Once you are alerting the enemy, that is really troublesome.

Ling Lie frowned slightly, obviously, he thought of this too.

Ling Yun turned his head and looked at Mo Wudao: "Can you think of another way and try to narrow the scope?"

Mo Wudao sighed, shook his head and said, "Hey, I've fallen into your hands."

"Okay, then I'll try it, but it's impossible to tell fortunes anymore, I can only calculate my words."

After Mo Wudao finished speaking, he looked up at Ling Yun: "You can't just bleed, you can also let some blood come out, bite your fingertips and write whatever words are."

Without hesitation, Ling Yun raised his right hand and bit his index finger. Then he thought for a while and wrote a bright red word "father" on the coffee table.

He wanted to find Ling Xiao, so he naturally wrote this word.

Mo Wudao watched Ling Yun finish writing the word, frowned and twisted it into a lump.

The whole room was silent, and everyone didn't say anything, waiting for Mo Wudao to speak.

“This word is well written.”

Mo Wudao pondered for a long time and finally spoke: "This father and son have a horoscope above and a ze character below."

Of course, you have to disassemble the characters when measuring characters, and Mo Wudao directly disassembled the characters.

"This horoscope can be understood as the character Henry was forcibly separated. It is in line with the current situation of you and Uncle Ling. People cannot gather together, they just cannot meet and are missing, so they have to look for him."

"The following character Yi has two pronunciations, which can be pronounced as meaning (sound) or ai (sound)."

"The key to the problem lies in the word "Xi".

After Mo Wudao finished speaking, he looked up at Ling Yun and thought, "When pronounced it as the word "Yi", its meaning is appropriate and stable."

"This shows that Uncle Ling is still alive now, and his life is not worrying about it for the time being, so there is no need to worry about this."

Hearing this, Dong Ruolan shook her delicate body and took a lot of effort to stand up straight again.

Ling Yun's mind was touched, and he could naturally see that although Dong Ruolan didn't say anything, she was always very worried about her father.

"but……"

Mo Wudao changed his tone again: "The word Yi is also pronounced as Ai (pronunciation). When reading this pronunciation, it means repeated governance and punishment."

Mo Wudao looked up and looked at Ling Yun deeply: "In other words, Uncle Ling's situation is very bad now, and he is being tortured by someone... repeatedly."

Hearing this, Ling Yun was nothing, but Dong Ruolan, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, fell to the sky!

Ling Lie raised his hand and held Dong Ruolan's shoulder and said in a deep voice: "Ruolan, as a man of the Ling family, it's nothing to suffer a little."

Then he looked at Mo Wudao: "Master Mo, please continue."

Mo Wudao looked at the three people in front of him and looked embarrassed: "In other words, Uncle Ling's current situation is that people are alive, but they are suffering from various tortures and suffering. We must save him as soon as possible."

Because Dong Ruolan was present, Mo Wudao's words were very conceited and not straightforward, because the word Yi also had a meaning, so he did not say it out.

The word "Yi" also has the meaning of "Zhicao" and "Yimai" means "Zhicao" and "Zhimai", which means that the suffering Ling Xiao suffered is a punishment!

Isn't this kind of thing seen with my own eyes? Of course Mo Wudao wouldn't say it. Once he said it, he was afraid that the three people in front of him would not be able to stand it. That would be an alarmist statement?

After all, it's just a word test.

So he just said that he had to go and save Ling Xiao as soon as possible.

Ling Yun asked in a deep voice: "Where is the address? We measured the words to calculate the approximate location of my father."

Mo Wudao said, "Don't worry, I'll talk about this now."

"The character Yi is a crossing of strokes and strokes, because if we want to find someone, it can be understood as a kind of terrain."

"This kind of slug and slug often represents veins on the map, and veins can naturally only be mountain ranges. So, if I think it's good, Uncle Ling should be in the mountains now, and it should be the intersection of the two mountains, or in the valleys of the two mountains."

After saying this, Mo Wudao spread his hands slightly: "I can only narrow down to this level of the general scope of Uncle Ling's place."

Mo Wudao really tried his best.

"Wudao, thank you, this is already very good!"

Since the direction where Ling Xiao is located is fixed, it is northeast here, and it is the junction of the two mountains. Just open the map and follow the direction of that line to find mountains, especially at the junction of mountains, and you should be able to find Ling Xiao.

From the Ling family’s ancestral home, heading northeastward, and directly to the Yanshan Mountains. How many mountains can there be along the way?

The range of Lingyun's spiritual consciousness can cover a thousand meters. Even the stupidest method can be found by carpet searching!

Of course, the premise is that Mo Wudao’s fortune-telling and character-calling are correct.

"Master Mo, no matter whether you can find my third brother, you are the benefactor of my Ling family. Thank you today!"

Ling Lie saw Mo Wudao's performance and thought to himself that Ling Yun was indeed not a mortal. He was almost eighty. How could he have seen that? He was nodded repeatedly by Mo Wudao, and he could not find any rebuttal words.

Mo Wudao quickly stood up, clasped his fists at Ling Lie in a regular manner, and said respectfully: "Mr. Ling, I was busy doing the serious business just now, so I didn't have time to give you a gift. Please forgive me."

"Ling Yun and I are good friends. I naturally have to do my best to do my best in his business. I really feel ashamed of you saying that."

Although Mo Wudao is usually slick and does not give in to Ling Yun at all, he has never surpassed the etiquette he should do.

"Grandpa, you don't have to be polite to Mo Wudao. Just treat him like me in the future."

After summoning Ling Yun's soul and searching for Ling Xiao, Ling Yun has already regarded Mo Wudao as a friend of life and death.

He said this just now, but in fact he announced that Mo Wudao was his brother.

Otherwise, can Ling Lie take Mo Wudao the same as him?

"Grandpa, it's not too late, so next, we have to work hard to find my father!" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!