Mysterious World Tour

After Tan Mo said this, the young man looked at Tan Mo with his eyes almost blazing with anger. What does it mean to wag the lion's tail and fall forward and land on the ground with your face?

It sounds pretty good at first.

But the lion's tail is about lion dancing! Isn't this mocking his kung fu as just acrobatics?

The girl couldn't help laughing and laughed until she saw her brother's face turned liver-colored. Then she stopped laughing and acted as a peacemaker: "Little monk, there is a saying in Buddhism that revenge will never end. This matter is probably my brother's fault. I will apologize to you here. What do you think?"

"People who practice should practice with a clear mind and few desires, instead of entangled in right and wrong. What the donor said is very reasonable. In this case, I will take my leave." Tan Mo said with a wooden face and calmly.

The girl gave him a way out, so he gave her a way out.

When the girl heard what Tan Mo said, she smiled and asked, "Young monk, you are very knowledgeable in Buddhism. I wonder which school or sect you are from? My brother's name is Yun Yizi, and he is the abbot of Qingxu Temple."

When Tan Mo heard what the girl said, he knew that the girl didn't know what the young man did, so he put his hands together and said, "I am a disciple of Da Mo Monk, but because my senior brother accepted disciples on behalf of the master, I am now practicing with my senior brother Master Lianhua and currently living in Lianhua Temple."

"Lotus Temple?" The girl's face changed slightly when she heard this, and she couldn't help but glared at her brother Yun Yizi. Before, she heard Tan Mo say that her brother and his senior brother had a conflict, and she thought he was a young monk in a nearby temple, but he was a famous monk in the spiritual world!

"You are really good!" The girl couldn't help but glared at Yun Yizi angrily.

Yun Yizi shrank his head, but when he saw Tan Mo, he turned his face away and whispered, "It's not Qingxu Temple, it's Qingxu Sect. I am the head of Qingxu Sect. Although the position of head is not in my hands now, I will get it back sooner or later!"

Haha, dead sister control...

Though he mocked in his heart, Tan Mo still had a blank expression on his face. He had a wooden face and clasped his hands together: "Brother Dao, benefactor, I'm leaving. Senior brother asked me to deliver a letter, but I can't be late."

"Little monk, can you please apologize to Master Lianhua?" The girl asked at this time.

"Senior brother is not a narrow-minded person. Otherwise, how could you let Brother Dao do something with the gunpowder gun?" Tan Mo said seriously.

The girl glared at Yun Yizi again, "Thank you Master Lianhua for not remembering my mistakes. Little monk, take care."

Tan Mo clasped his hands together, nodded slightly, and then left.

Going out of the door, no one stopped him this time.

Tan Mo wanted to see if there was a ride, but it was getting dark, so there was no wooden cart. He hurried along the way, and finally arrived at the small western-style building before it was completely dark.

Tan Mo thought for a while, and shouted loudly: "I am here to deliver a letter to you on the orders of my senior brother, Master Lianhua. Please meet me."

The voice was transmitted, but after a long time, no one paid attention to him.

So, Tan Mo reached out and knocked on the door.

Bang bang. (っ◔◡◔)っ

Squeak.

The door was not locked, and it opened after Tan Mo knocked it.

"Did he leave?" Tan Mo was stunned. Wouldn't this be a wasted trip? He was a little puzzled, and then he walked in.

He lit the candle with a flint, and looked around. The building was empty, and there was no sign of anyone living there. Tan Mo didn't know how Master Lianhua fought with the master that night, and there was no movement. After thinking carefully for a while and looking at the weather outside, Tan Mo sighed and went to the second floor.

If the master was not there, it would be impossible for him to return overnight.

It was dark, and it was easy to get into trouble if he hurried on the road.

Then he could only stay in this building for one night.

This place has water and a couch, which is very convenient. Other places don't have such convenient and good conditions.

He walked up to the second floor with ease. Tan Mo chose the room near the stairs on the second floor. After all, he had lived there once, so it was much more convenient.

After tidying up the table a little, Tan Mo lay down on it and prepared to rest.

With a sandalwood scent, Tan Mo slept peacefully.

Soon, there was no movement in the building, and it fell into darkness and became extremely quiet.

Everything was quiet.

At this time, very suddenly, footsteps appeared on the third floor.

Click, click.

It seemed that someone came down, the footsteps were very subtle, and they went straight to the room where Tan Mo lived, but they did not go in, but stopped at the door.

After a while, the footsteps gradually faded away, as if they had left.

Time passed slowly, and after a tiring day, Tan Mo relaxed and slept like a dead pig.

Then, a panting sound appeared in the room.

"If you have something to ask for, human life will be sacrificed. Since you have something to ask for, how can you not pay the price?" It was like someone talking in a dream. It was a cold female voice, and the voice was a bit nice. Then, a hunched figure slowly walked out of the darkness.

It seemed to be a woman, but she was tied with a lot of ropes, and some ropes penetrated her body, as if she was on a torture device and pierced through the scapula.

However, when she walked, there was no sound of chains swinging.

Two lime-colored dry human hands slowly grabbed Tan Mo.

The sandalwood scent left after the rosary was destroyed was originally invisible and colorless, but at this moment, it suddenly dispersed, revealing its shape, and turned into a colorful spherical cover to protect Tan Mo.

The first time, the two withered hands failed.

They retreated.

The second time, the two withered hands still failed, but this time they did not retreat.

The third time, the last remaining power of the rosary was exhausted, and the colorful cover disappeared in an instant.

It only existed for a few breaths.

The two withered hands slowly reached out to Tan Mo. Just when they were about to catch Tan Mo, a figure suddenly walked out of the one-person-high mirror in the room.

This figure actually looked like Tan Mo.

But compared to Tan Mo, this figure who looked exactly like Tan Mo had dull eyes, like a puppet. And his whole body was filled with unimaginable hostility, like a fierce spirit.

The two hands reaching out to Tan Mo stopped for a moment.

The hunched figure tilted her head and stared at the figure similar to Tan Mo that emerged from the mirror.

There was a dull look on the thin face with several holes pierced by ropes.

She seemed confused. Why did another Tan Mo appear?

And he looked more like a ghost than her.

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