Mysterious World Tour

If this girl is really a servant, then she is too unruly. This is a suspicious point. Any wealthy family will undoubtedly have strict rules and will not let the servants in the house speak like this.

Otherwise, it will be the face of this wealthy family.

The second point is that there is no cook in such a big house!

Or the cook.

The girl said that she could not cook, so the old woman asked her to go out to buy. This undoubtedly means that there is no other servant in this house except this girl.

But is it normal for such a big house to have only one servant?

A family like this should have at least a dozen servants to serve. Even if one is enough, there should be a few guards, right?

It is not a peaceful and prosperous time now!

The combination of these two suspicious points made Tan Mo doubt whether he had broken into a place where something inhuman lived.

After all, the girl's description of him was like talking about something delicious.

The old woman's words just now also made Tan Mo couldn't help but think more, because he still had half a dry steamed bun left on him, but how did the old woman know?

He thought it was very likely that she smelled it.

Tan Mo suddenly had the idea of ​​leaving, so he put his face woodenly, clasped his hands together, and said: "I dare not trouble the donor so much, steamed buns and water are also very good. I am thirsty and I don't have any water with me. I just come to ask for a sip of water. Thank you for your kindness!"

"How can this be? Guests are guests, Heng'er, don't you think so?" The old woman shook her head and patted the head of the little boy next to her.

The little boy was patted by the old woman a few times, and he was a little unhappy. He looked at the old woman with his teeth bared and made strange sounds.

So the old woman slapped him.

The little boy squatted on the ground honestly and didn't move. However, he squinted his eyes and seemed to be secretly looking at Tan Mo.

Tan Mo wanted to say something when he saw that the girl had run out.

As soon as he went out, he disappeared.

This made Tan Mo unable to say what he wanted to say. At this time, the old woman came over and grabbed him, saying, "Come on, little monk, come in with me. The sun is too strong. If you stay in the sun for a long time, you will get heatstroke."

Tan Mo had no choice. If he escaped at this time, it might not be good. Besides, the old woman was very strong, and he couldn't break free, so he had to follow her in.

After entering the house, he found that the house was quite magnificent, and the lighting was very good. It was bright from front to back. There was no gloomy atmosphere that Tan Mo thought.

Tan Mo clasped his hands together, but did not let down his guard.

The old woman sat down and asked, "Little monk, where are you from? Are you from that dilapidated temple?"

"I am from the Lotus Temple in Ningjia County. This time I came here with my senior brothers.♦♦  ♦♦" Tan Mo answered truthfully. He wanted to try whether his senior brother's name would work.

When the old woman heard the three words "Lotus Temple", her face changed slightly, but she laughed immediately. It was unclear whether it was a sneer or a laugh. After laughing for a long time, the old woman stopped and looked at Tan Mo, saying slowly: "Lotus Temple, it turns out to be Lotus Temple!"

"Does the donor know the abbot?" Tan Mo asked tentatively. The tone and demeanor of the old woman were obviously a little abnormal.

"I don't know him, but I have heard of your senior brother's name, the White Bone Arhat Lotus Monk, who is famous in Kunling Mansion and the leader of the ten great masters of the six imperial palaces." The old woman shook her head.

It was only at this time that Tan Mo knew that his senior brother had the title of White Bone Arhat in addition to the Dharma name of Lotus Monk.

"Little monk, what do you think is missing in this mansion?" Suddenly, the old woman asked. When asking this question, her eyes were fixed on Tan Mo.

At this moment, Tan Mo felt a chill.

It was like being stared at by some nocturnal creature at night.

He had a wooden face, seemingly calm, but he was a little anxious inside. However, he tried to keep his tone steady and said, "Popularity."

"Popularity?" The old woman's face changed slightly.

"It is popularity." Tan Mo nodded.

"Tell me about it in detail." The old woman laughed, and she put her hand down inadvertently. Five long, black nails suddenly appeared from under her sleeves, like blades.

Tan Mo said slowly with a blank expression: "Without more than a dozen people at your disposal, such a big house cannot be used. Besides, it is not a peaceful and prosperous time now. The richer the family, the more guards they have. I have heard from my senior brother that the mayor of the town at the foot of the mountain has more than a hundred guards at home, and they have become private soldiers."

"Besides, there is a problem with a house nearby. How dare the rich and powerful people live nearby? Even if it is because it is the ancestral house, it cannot be abandoned, and some precautions must be taken."

"So you have seen it all, little monk?" The old woman grinned.

Her mouth is not small. When it is opened, it is very big, as if it can swallow a person's head in one bite, which is a bit scary.

Tan Mo did not speak.

At this point, he can only take a gamble.

I hope his senior brother's reputation can cover him.

The little boy who had been silent all the time suddenly walked towards Tan Mo. He was seen bending over, with his hands stretched forward, and making strange noises.

Suddenly, the little boy pounced on Tan Mo.

Bang!

A black shadow flashed, and the little boy fell to the ground, his hands and feet trembling.

And the old woman had suddenly appeared beside the little boy from where she was sitting, with one of her hands pressing on the boy's head.

It was an extremely long hand, covered with scales.

You could tell at a glance that it was not a human.

"Stupid thing that can't be tamed." The old woman scolded, and then looked at Tan Mo, and her expression gradually became pleasant, "Thank you, little monk, your words have explained all the confusion I have been having."

"I don't deserve it." Tan Mo said hurriedly.

"There's nothing to thank you for, go to the room inside and pick something to take away, this is what you deserve, and it's what I want to give you." The old woman said, staring at Tan Mo again.

The chilling feeling in my heart emerged again.

Tan Mo nodded quickly, and then walked in with his head held high. That chilling feeling gradually subsided.

Compared with the brightness outside, the room inside was a bit gloomy. It was pitch black, with no light at all. Especially on the ground, there was some water, and when you stepped on it, there was a sound.

Tan Mo couldn't see what was in the room at all, he just felt a bad smell lingering, like salted fish that had been pickled for many years and became moldy after being soaked in water.

Faintly, in the darkness, he also saw a figure, posing in various postures, but motionless.