Mysterious World Tour

Their eyes met, Xing'er looked at Tan Mo, and Tan Mo looked at her. Then, a look of violence appeared in Xing'er's eyes. She stared at Tan Mo closely. It wasn't until three breaths later that she found that Tan Mo's expression had not changed. It was still the same as before. disappear.

However, she was still worried and asked tentatively: "Can it really be cured?"

Tan Mo said with a dull face, "Yes."

Xing'er felt relieved now, making sure that Tan Mo didn't notice anything strange about her, otherwise her face wouldn't be so calm without any change, so she pretended to say: "Xing'er, on behalf of my cousin, say thank you to the little eminent monk first, little eminent monk Xing’er will never forget his great kindness.”

"I don't dare to call Miss Xing'er a little eminent monk. Before coming to Fang's house, Senior Brother Fang had already given such a reward. The little monk already knew that this trip was not just about delivering a letter. As for Miss Cui'er, she was Miss Fang Yao's maid, so her affairs are naturally the Fang family's affairs, and this is what the young monk should do," Tan Mo continued with a sullen expression.

Xing'er couldn't help but nodded, and then said: "Little eminent monk, please come with me."

After walking through the corridor for dozens of steps, he turned a corner and stopped at the door of a woodshed.

Xing'er said: "My cousin sometimes gets crazy and likes to scratch and beat things, and she also likes to throw things. If people come close, she will even bite people like crazy, so she was locked up in the woodshed by my wife to prevent my cousin from breaking into the big house." disaster."

"Madam is really kind-hearted." Tan Mo said with his hands clasped together in a very hypocritical but appropriate manner.

As soon as Xing'er's voice fell, before Xing'er could speak, a burst of sneer came from the woodshed.

It was a woman's sneer.

There is no doubt that according to what Xing'er just said, the owner of this voice can only be that Xiao Cui.

Fang Yao's maid Xiao Cui.

"Please, Miss Xing'er, please open the door." Tan Mo listened to the sneer, his face expressionless, but a hint of smile suddenly appeared in his eyes.

This laughter...isn't like what a crazy person would make.

Because the pertinence is too obvious.

Ordinary people may not be able to hear it, but before Tan Mo traveled through time, he stayed in a place specializing in the study and treatment of mental illness for a while, and he could distinguish this sound most clearly.

However, Tan Mo didn't show any change in his expression. He still had his hands clasped together and his face expressionless, like a stone statue.

Myolie opened the door.

As the sunlight spread in, Tan Mo quickly found a figure among a neat pile of dry firewood.

With disheveled hair, he leaned against the wall, tilted his head, and looked sideways at the door. The corners of his mouth were slightly opened, as if he were smiling, but saliva was flowing out.

A standard madman's silly smile.

"Little eminent monk, my cousin is like this on weekdays. No matter how we talk, she is always like this. That is to say, when Madam comes and asks her something, she will only answer a few words." Xing'er said this at this time, and she also said He took out his handkerchief, walked to Xiaocui, wiped her face, and wiped away the saliva.

Xiao Cui was indifferent to Xing'er's approach and allowed Xing'er to wipe her. However, when Tan Mo wanted to get closer, Xiao Cui's eyes widened immediately and a low growl of unknown meaning came out of his mouth, as if it was a threat.

Tan Mo then stood still. He looked at Xiao Cui with a wooden face and thoughtful eyes.

"Little eminent monk, what's wrong with my cousin? Can it be cured?" Xing'er asked after seeing Tan Mo's expression.

"The young monk is not sure yet. I wonder if Miss Xing'er can tell Miss Xiaocui. The young monk is just checking her pulse. I'm not sure whether I can be sure."

Regarding Tan Mo's request, Xing'er naturally nodded slightly, indicating that there was no problem.

Then, Xing'er coaxed her for a while like she was coaxing a child, and then signaled that she could come and take Xiaocui's pulse.

Tan Mo then took a few steps forward and squatted next to Xiao Cui.

Xing'er stood up and took a few steps away to make room for Tan Mo.

Grabbing Xiao Cui's wrist, Tan Mo pretended to feel her pulse, but looked at Xiao Cui's face, and then moved his lips slightly. No sound was made, but the lip shape was expressed extremely clearly.

"You will be exposed sooner or later if you pretend to be crazy like this. The lunatic is not without brains. Also, be careful of your cousin."

With these two simple sentences, Tan Mo's lips moved quickly.

Xiaocui was stunned for a moment, and then quickly pretended to be stunned and looked at Tan Mo, her eyes following naturally as she wandered left and right.

Tan Mo then let go of his hand and stood up.

"Little eminent monk, how is my cousin?" Xing'er looked at Xiaocui who was sitting on the ground leaning against the wall, looking nervous, and asked Tan Mo, as if she was concerned.

However, after Xing'er finished speaking, her eyes were fixed on Xiao Cui, and she subconsciously licked her lips with her tongue.

He seemed to be greedy.

"The young monk is guilty. He spoke big words before." Tan Mo sighed deeply, as if he was ashamed to face the Buddha.

Hearing what Tan Mo said, Xing'er quickly comforted Tan Mo.

Tan Mo got off the donkey along the slope. After thanking Xing'er for her comfort, he turned around and left the woodshed. Xing'er followed her, locked the door of the woodshed again, and went to Mrs. Fang with Tan Mo.

"Uncle Junior, what's going on? Do you understand clearly?" Mrs. Fang asked hurriedly as soon as she saw Tan Mo.

"I feel guilty for not being able to understand clearly. I wonder if Madam can describe what Xiao Cui said to me?" Tan Mo said with a wooden face, clasping his hands together.

"Xiao Cui's words were very confusing at the time, so I can't remember it clearly now." Mrs. Fang said with an embarrassed look on her face when she heard this.

Tan Mo nodded understandingly, "Since people are like this, then the young monk should go see Miss Fang Yao."

"Okay, Myolie, you can take your junior uncle to see Yao'er, I won't go." Mrs. Fang ordered.

"Yes, ma'am."

Xing'er agreed loudly and continued to lead Tan Mo away.

This time, she walked to the inner room of the house. After opening a door, Xing'er pointed to the house in front and said, "This is the garden where the lady lives. At this time, the lady is usually here."

"Miss Xing'er, won't you follow?" Tan Mo looked at the girl Xing'er and couldn't help but ask.

"In order to avoid disturbing the little eminent monk, I won't go." Myolie replied.

Tan Mo nodded, looking completely trusting, and walked towards the room. This is a small garden in a house, it is very uniquely decorated, and the aroma of books comes to your face.

Tan Mo walked over, got a little closer, and heard a woman's voice.

It was the sound of a woman singing.

The voice was whining, with a long drawn-out ending.

Tan Mo listened carefully for a while, but couldn't tell what opera was being sung, so he walked to the door, stretched out his hand and knocked lightly.

Boom, boom, boom.

But no one came to open the door.

And the singing voice also stopped suddenly and disappeared instantly.