Mysterious World Tour

This scene was a bit scary, and Tan Mo didn't dare to move for a while.

Those figures look a bit like humans, but a bit less like humans, but what they are can only be seen clearly if they get closer. But Tan Mo was unsure of what would happen once he got close.

He was forced into it, not of his own free will.

This place is very ominous.

Breathing in the choking air, Tan Mo calmed himself down, and then his heart moved.

Check out the weird figure, and the success rate of escaping from this weird house will be +35%.

"Success rate 35%?"

Tan Mo decisively gave up this idea.

In his eyes, this thing has a success rate of 100%, but the rest, even if it is 99%, may fail. And if you fail here, the end will undoubtedly be death.

"what to do?"

Tan Mo was a little at a loss. He longed for strength, but cultivation was not something that could be achieved overnight. It required a long period of practice over time to achieve success. Maybe he won't be able to be afraid of these things until he reaches the age of his senior brother Master Lotus.

There is no point in being anxious. No matter how anxious you are, it will not help.

Tan Mo quickly forced himself to calm down again.

Then, he realized that besides being tough and sneaking out, he could actually go out openly.

"Painted skin..." Tan Mo tried to sense it.

This thing has not appeared today since it disappeared yesterday. Originally, Tan Mo was a little worried when he was on the boat. He didn't know how to explain it to Bai Guzi and the others when this thing came out.

Tan Mo just tried it out of luck, but he didn't expect to really feel it.

A clear picture even appeared in my mind.

It was in a strange place. The painting skin had just been folded by a plain white palm, and a box of rouge and gouache was about to be put on it.

Then, Tan Mo couldn't continue reading.

Because the painting was already in his hands, along with the box of rouge and gouache.

Inexplicably, there is a faint subtle fragrance.

It seems to have been brought here.

Before he had time to think about what the picture he saw meant, Tan Mo quickly put the painted skin on himself. There was nowhere to put the box of rouge and gouache, so Tan Mo brought it into the painting.

Then, Tan Mo walked out.

At first, he walked very fast, taking three steps and two steps at a time. But when he reached the door, Tan Mo subconsciously slowed down and quietly took a look outside.

In the bright room, the old woman sat on a chair, supporting her head with one hand and placing the other hand on the armrest of the chair, tapping gently.

Those nails as black as ink, just looking at them, makes my heart feel cold for no reason.

It seems like this is just for digging out the heart.

Tan Mo held his breath and walked out slowly. Because he didn't know what level this old woman was, whether she could see through the invisibility effect of the painting, or sense or smell his scent.

step.

Two steps.

Three steps...

Tan Mo froze for a moment, because the old woman suddenly turned her head and looked at him, her eyes bright, as if there was a sparkle in her eyes. However, the old woman didn't make any movement, she just looked at it, and then shouted: "Little monk, have you finished choosing among them?"

Tan Mo didn't hesitate, turned around, covered his mouth, and shouted muffledly: "It's too dark here, donor, I can't see clearly. Please give me a little more time. If it doesn't work, I won't want anything." Just leave."

The old woman slowly withdrew her gaze, and then said: "No hurry, no rush, the visitor is a guest, you can take your time, young monk."

Tan Mo breathed a sigh of relief. As expected, the old woman couldn't see through the invisibility effect of the painted skin, but like his senior brother, she could vaguely feel it.

So, he walked out quickly.

Now that it is certain that the old woman can only sense but not see, then she should leave immediately.

However, as soon as he moved, the old woman suddenly flashed, and then she was in front of him.

Tan Mo was startled and immediately did not dare to move.

He didn't move, but the old woman started walking back and forth with a suspicious look on her face. Looking left and right, she seemed unsure. Suddenly, the old woman's nose twitched twice, she took a deep breath, and then slowly looked at where Tan Mo was standing.

Then, the suspicion on her face became even stronger.

She couldn't see Tan Mo.

But the smell she smelled told her that the little monk was in that place.

However, her eyes did not deceive her, which was why she was so confused.

Could it be that the little monk is invisible?

But how can a mortal become invisible?

After much thought, the old woman felt that the thing next door was playing tricks on her. She knew what was going on in the house next door. It looked like there were two living people, but in fact there was only half a living person.

The other half is not a human being.

"Well water does not offend river water. Since you have brought trouble on your own, don't blame me for breaking the rules." The old woman secretly hated her and quickly made a plan.

The thing next door is different from the usual ominous things. It is very active during the day, but at night, it will fade away. That's why those two people were specially left to guard the door for it.

So the old woman prepared to look for trouble at night.

Tan Mo slowly exhaled. The old woman looked at him but made no other movements, letting Tan Mo understand that he had guessed correctly.

You can't see yourself, but you can feel it and smell it.

Now it's troublesome.

In terms of sensing, it's pretty confusing. In terms of smell, it's hard to make a fuss about it.

Just at this moment, footsteps sounded from outside the house, followed by a scent of fragrance wafting in. The fragrance was so strong that Tan Mo couldn't help but want to sneeze, but fortunately he restrained himself.

However, the old woman and the little boy were caught off guard and had no control, so they sneezed several times in succession.

"What did you buy back?" The old woman pressed her nose and asked the girl who came in from the outside with an unkind expression.

"Five roast chickens and a box of fine rouge gouache." The girl said with a smile on her face.

"I asked you to buy groceries, and you just bought these? Forget about the rouge and gouache, and you want the monk to eat chicken?" The old woman glared at the girl.

Different from the little boy, who was extremely afraid of the old woman, the girl didn't care. She waved her hand and said angrily: "It's good if I'm willing to buy it. What else do you want? If you hadn’t lost the lot, you would be the one pretending to be a servant now!”

The old woman's lips moved, but she didn't say anything. She just asked the girl to keep the roasted chicken and rouge gouache away. She didn't like the smell of these.

After saying that, the old woman suddenly looked towards the door.

When the girl came in, she didn't close the door.

The old woman looked at the door and frowned slightly. Just now, in the mixed smell of roast chicken and rouge gouache, she smelled a human scent, passing by the door.

After thinking about it, the old woman shouted inside: "Little monk, do you want to eat the roast chicken?"

But there was no response from Tan Mo inside.

The old woman had a look of surprise on her face and shouted again: "Little monk, little monk..."

Shouting words, the old woman walked in.

Then, her eyes immediately widened.

After a while, she suddenly burst into weird laughter.

"What a cunning monk! Sure enough, the bald donkey has not been a good thing since he was a child!"

Tan Mo's figure has disappeared. At this time, the old woman still didn't know what was happening. It wasn't the thing next door who was playing tricks on her, but Tan Mo who was playing tricks on her!

Her expression was gloomy, but the old woman didn't chase him away. She just snorted coldly: "You're lucky."

Thank you to Xuanyuan Xiaoyu and the gods who come down to earth for a reward of 100 points each. Thank you~