Mysterious World Tour

Chapter 289 There are counties with wealthy families

The rising moon is rising in the east, and the purple air is full. This is a good weather.

After smelling the fishy smell all morning, when Tan Mo smelled the fresh air outside the house, he felt refreshed and felt extremely happy.

It was a bit cold that day, and the nearby vegetation was covered with red frost. Not far away, red mist rolled and filled the forest. The cold wind blew from there, and the red mist seemed to be spreading its teeth and claws, making it feel cold.

Tan Mo flicked the rosary, turned around and walked back outside the house, extinguishing all the remaining sparks from the bonfire before walking out.

"I was too careful." Huo'er, a patient with ADHD, leaned into Tan Mo's ear and said.

She was also suffocated by the stench all morning, but she didn't feel any discomfort at all, and she didn't have any girlish squeamishness at all.

That was very embarrassing for her status as an old woman.

"Forest fire prevention is more important than Mount Tai. It takes ten years to plant trees and it will be difficult to grow a forest, and all the efforts made will be wasted when the mountain fires occur." Tan Mo read out some sentences deep in his memory in a serious manner.

That was something he remembered before traveling through time.

Huo'er's pretty face had a strange expression. She felt that Tan Mofu was talking nonsense, but if she thought about it carefully, she found it quite reasonable.

As before.

Just then, why did she feel more and more like it was really a coincidence? No matter how much Tan Mo looked like that old thief.

Because that old thief can't be so boring and his balls hurt!

It was obvious that the demon was extremely weak, but he let Wan Fang go without moving his legs or leaving. He let Wan Fang pretend to be a ghost and play with his legs outside.

Of course, is it really blocked by a door...

Tan Mo didn't know what Huo'er was thinking, he just continued his "Zhiweng's intention is not to drink".

Therefore, along the way east, Tan Mo relied on his self-conceited image of a "master" to successfully give Huo'er a new perspective - not to mention the reincarnation of the old thief, but the brain circuit of the little monk Is it really strange? It's like a snake spirit... disease.

Tan Mofa and Xia Wan'er looked at him with more and more strange eyes. From the calm look at the beginning, mixed with a bit of weirdness, to the "→_→" now, he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, his "benevolent" intention was not there. "Wine" plan, no, no, no, what went wrong?

"Donor Huo'er, why am I looking at this little monk like that?" Tan Mo finally couldn't help but ask.

"It's okay, it's okay, I think my bald head looks pretty good." Huo'er said with mixed feelings.

Tan Mo: "..."

Although he knew in his heart whether Huo'er was telling lies, Tan Mo felt that what she said was quite reasonable.

His bald head is really pretty.

The two of them had already arrived outside a county town. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Huo'er hid in Tan Mo's sleeves.

The county town was very deserted. The streets were deserted and there were no people around. Everywhere you looked, the houses were dilapidated, and some of them had even collapsed.

This is a county town that has experienced war.

Tan Mo walked inside and gradually saw people. They were all from wealthy families and there were no common people.

A man dressed as a butler saw Tan Mo, his expression changed slightly, and then he took the initiative to come over and greet him: "Where are you from, little master?"

The man asked very politely. After all, he has no ability to ask for help. How dare a young monk dare to pay his dues in this life?

Moreover, the little monk was very clean all over, his eyes were calm, and his expression remained unchanged. He was obviously confident and confident that he could survive an unexpected accident.

Tan Mo was observing the county town, but the housekeeper had already looked at Tan Mo calmly.

"The young monk came from Lotus Temple and is traveling." Tan Mo said with his legs clasped together.

"It turns out that he is an eminent monk from the Lotus Temple." The housekeeper didn't know the Lotus Temple, but that didn't stop him from talking to people and talking to ghosts, so he had to say something nice first.

Immediately, it was wrong to talk about Mo Haosheng's compliments.

Tan Mo knew that the man probably wanted something from him, so he didn't even think about it. After the man was polite, he took the opportunity to say goodbye, then turned around and left quickly without waiting for the mule man's reply.

No matter where you are, the bottom class always occupies the majority. But outside the county town, there were wealthy families. There were no common people, not even a beggar. It was so strange that it was best to mind their own business.

The housekeeper didn't expect that Tan Mujuan would fall in love so quickly, so he chased after her, "Young Master, to be honest, he has something to ask for, and he would like to ask Young Master to help him visit his young master."

"The young monk doesn't know the art of Qi Huang." Tan Mo Tingdong turned around and responded.

What he said was half true and half false.

Tan Mo was afraid that he would die in an accident, so he deliberately learned some medical skills.

After all, in an environment with such poor medical conditions, a cold or fever can kill someone.

Although Bu Naoyan and Dong Tan Mo could detect a cold and fever and bandage Dong's wounds, he would not be able to treat any intractable diseases.

As for those wealthy families, there will always be someone in the family who has some knowledge of Qihuang's medical skills, and his medical skills are about the same as Tan Mo's.

People don't like it, and Tan Muxiran doesn't like it either.

So it is better not to refuse directly.

"Is he sick? His young master has encountered something strange. I would like to ask the young master to take a look at his young master." The housekeeper said, deliberately lowering his voice.

Tan Mo glanced around and saw the sight of rich families instead of common people, which made him think that the housekeeper did not have much trust, so he took a few steps back, and then said directly: "If you know how to look at people's dishes, why don't you say no?" people."

Tan Mo's words were cryptic, but the housekeeper, as a confidant of a wealthy family, knew a lot of things, but he was shocked. He wanted to say something, but Tan Mo didn't directly use his magical power in front of him. Step out and disappear instantly.

The housekeeper's eyes widened, and he was horrified, but soon turned into an excited and ecstatic look. However, he wanted to find Tan Mo, but he couldn't find him.

In that moment, Tan Mo had already left the desolate and strange county town.

Tan Mulu was on the official road. Huo'er saw that Tan Mo didn't use the divine foot, so he took the opportunity to run out of Tan Mo's sleeve, used his legs and feet, climbed onto Tan Mo's shoulders and walked away, and then said strangely: "Why am I running? Little monk."

Don't monks emphasize compassion? Isn't it said that saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda? Even the old thief back then was like this. It's just that the old thief didn't do it by mistake. If the old thief met him and asked for help from the old thief, he would help him.

But why is that little monk different?

"If you don't run, you can't run away." Tan Mo said with a wooden face and a very serious tone.

"Why?" Huo'er was surprised.

"That county town clearly looks like it has just experienced war, but there are no refugees, wounded, or corpses outside the town. If it were a deserted dead town, then all this would not be surprising. But there are quite a few wealthy families outside the county town. Isn't that strange?" Tan Mo looked at Huo'er and said slowly.

"Now that I say that, it is indeed quite strange." Huo'er nodded. She had just been reborn not long ago, and she really didn't know what this world was like.

But then, Huo'er asked again: "Could it be that he didn't feel any traces of demons and ghosts outside the county town?"