Mysterious World Tour

The north wind howled, and the mountains were chilly. The moon was high in the sky, and the moonlight shone on people, but it was like snow falling on people, adding a bit of chill.

Squatting on a high place, Tan Mo pulled away the branches that blocked his view. He thought he would see a bloody conspiracy unfold, and he was ready to run away at any time. As a result, after he took a look, there was only one thought in his mind-

Is this a bunch of snakes?

I saw a large area of ​​Senluo House appeared halfway up the mountain. The ominous atmosphere was filled, and the house was hidden and hidden. The white lanterns hanging at the door were even more gloomy and terrifying.

A faint mist came from far and near, covering the stage surrounded by Senluo House.

On the stage, a figure was dancing with the wind.

The dance was graceful and quite touching, but the appearance of this figure was very scary.

"I was executed by beheading, and my body was chopped up and fed to dogs. As a result, I still look like this. I would like to ask you, who is more miserable than me?" On the stage, a figure that seemed to be pieced together said so.

As soon as the voice fell, there was a "person" responding immediately under the stage.

"So miserable!"

"Yes, it's too miserable!"

"Mrs. Hu San is really miserable! In my opinion, Mrs. Hu San is the most miserable. What do you think?"

Listening to the faint sound in the wind, Tan Mo dug out the soil in his mouth. He ate too much without paying attention and felt a little choked. He had a wooden face and felt something approaching him. He stretched out his hand. The thing that quickly approached Tan Mo immediately ran to Tan Mo's shoulder through Tan Mo's arm and asked him in a low voice: "Little monk, what are you doing next?"

"First sing a song or dance a dance, and then play miserable. The main thing is to play miserable, singing and dancing are incidental, and the most miserable one will win first place." Tan Mo responded in a low voice.

Although he has reached the upper realm of Liuyu, he still doesn't know how to transmit sound into secret.

Huo'er, who just came over: "..."

Then she asked directly: "Are all ghosts so boring?"

"How should I know?" Tan Mo shook his head. How could he know the thoughts of the demon ghosts?

Of course, if he asked his senior brother Lotus Monk, he might be able to find out something. After all, his senior brother was knowledgeable and proficient in a lot of Taoist secrets, and they were not ordinary stuff. Most of the Taoist secrets were not practiced by people in the Taoist sect.

"Then shall we continue to watch?" Huo'er continued to ask. This place was filled with ominous aura, which was much more terrifying than under Xuanyin's nose. Her hiding skills could not last long.

Those who could own Senluo House were not ordinary ominous things.

At least they were close to the tiger level to have this strength. For example, the old man selling wontons that she and Tan Mo met that night.

This also means that the ominous things that are performing misery here are all close to the tiger level demons, and even some tiger level demons are hidden among them.

So many ominous things are close to the tiger level, but they are so orderly, and they honestly get the first place by selling misery. It is totally unreasonable without a tiger level demon.

Tiger-level demons are not easy to mess with. Each of them has extremely strange means.

For example, the curse that hurt the ghost baby is likely to come from a tiger-level demon.

Tan Mo glanced at Huo'er. He now knew Huo'er's hiding skills. Huo'er's words undoubtedly meant that her hiding skills would not last long, so he said: "You go first, I'll go down to do something."

Although Huo'er was curious about what Tan Mo was going to do, she ran away immediately.

If you want to observe this side, you can also observe it from a distance, and it can also make her safer.

Huo'er ran a long way before casting a spell to observe this side from a distance, and then she was surprised to find that the little monk took out a box of something unknown and smeared it on his face and body. As Tan Mo smeared it, Huo'er found that the little monk had turned into another person.

It was a pale-skinned woman wearing a strange dress. She had a strange aura, like something ominous or spiritual power fluctuations, and she walked down so swaggeringly.

Huo'er was stunned: ? ? ?

...

Tan Mo walked down the mountain naturally.

After the upgrade of the painted skin, the power of rouge and powder seemed to be enhanced. After applying it, it was completely indistinguishable from the real thing.

As soon as Tan Mo approached, those ominous people who gathered together to play the victim discovered him. Because Tan Mo used the divine foot, these ominous people looked at Tan Mo and did not regard Tan Mo as a living person for a while.

An ominous creature who was tearing off his arm came over and said, "Where are you from, girl in strange clothes? I know all the demons around here. Although your strange clothes are strange, they look really good. I wonder where you bought them from?"

The one who was tearing off his arm for fun was a sturdy man dressed as a butcher, but he spoke in a very elegant manner.

Tan Mo looked at this ominous creature and was not panicked at all when he was close to it. Hearing this, he slowly said, "I saw the excitement here from afar and came here to take a look."

Tan Mo used rouge and powder to paint a woman in a cheongsam. The painted skin immediately transformed him into this appearance, and even disguised his spiritual power fluctuations.

Because Tan Mo was only eleven years old at this time, under the soft voice, it was impossible to tell whether it was a boy or a girl.

The polite-speaking butcher laughed when he heard what Tan Mo said: "It's really lively here, but the girl doesn't look miserable at all, but she can't play with us. Why don't I go and ask for your instructions?" "Female king?"

"Thank you for your help, young master." Tan Mo imitated women's salutes and said in a pretentious manner.

The butcher immediately strode towards a Senluo house. The door of the Senluo house was the color of blood. There were no white lanterns hanging at the door, but two stone lions standing there.

The mist filled the doorway, and when it blocked the two stone lions, the stone lions' eyes suddenly glowed green, and an inexplicable chill spread.

The butcher reached out and knocked on the door.

Soon, the door opened, and a girl came out. She was clearly a paper doll, but she was vivid and lifelike. She saluted the butcher, and then asked in a clear girlish voice: "I wonder if there is a scholar with three eyes?" What's the point?"

The butcher saw the paper man, but he didn't dare to neglect him. After returning the salute, he asked in a low voice: "I wonder if Feng Jun is up?"

"What? Today is over so soon?" the paper girl asked in surprise, her square paper eyes turning as if she were alive.

"No, no." The three-eyed scholar hurriedly waved his hand and explained the purpose of his visit: "There is a newcomer, a girl, who is here to watch the fun. According to the convention, the girl can join, but the young man sees that she looks as usual, but he doesn't I knew whether I should bring her in, so I came to ask the emperor for instructions."