Mysterious World Tour

Chapter 81 Is he a demon soul (second update)

Tan Muhuan went to the door, opened it, and saw a woman standing outside the door besides his senior brother Kongmengui. The woman's face wasn't exactly stunning, but it had a strange sense of refinement, and it was extremely refined, as if it had been carefully carved.

After being stunned for a moment, Tan Mo clasped his legs together and said, "I have met my senior brother and the donor."

"Junior brother, the donor heard that I have a rare treasure, so he wanted to borrow it for a while." The Buddhist ghost said.

"Exotic treasures?" Tan Mo thought for a while. There were two kinds of rare treasures in his body. One was in his eyes, and the other appeared according to his sensory call.

The latter is undoubtedly more cocoa-friendly.

Looking at the woman, the woman could be brought here by Buddhist ghosts, so her identity is naturally unusual. Thinking of the message from Master Lotus just now, Tan Mo said: "Of course there is no problem. I just want to ask the donor, can you answer the little monk, no?" How do you know that the young monk has a strange treasure? "

"The person who gave the treasure himself was wrong about what he said." Ming looked at Tan Mo and answered Tan Mo's question.

Tan Mo's eyes changed instantly.

The person who delivers the treasure...

He couldn't help but swallowed, his legs were even a little weak, and then he quickly opened the door completely and said: "Donor, please come in, senior brother..."

Before Tan Mo finished speaking, the Buddhist ghost shook his head.

"That's my rare treasure, little junior brother. It's inconvenient for him to see it, so just take one step ahead. Namo Amitabha." After pronouncing the Buddha's name, the Buddhist ghost actually turned around and left.

Tan Mo was stunned again.

That Buddhist ghost's behavior seemed a bit wrong.

It always feels like I'm avoiding something.

At that time, the woman had already entered the room, and Tan Mo quickly followed him in. He saw that the woman had walked on the stool, put one leg on the table, turned her head slightly, and was looking at him.

Tan Mo hesitated for a moment, then called out something in front of the woman. Since the woman said that the person who gave the treasure told her, there is no need to hide it.

That time, Tan Mo didn't see the picture he saw before, and his mind was not even empty. He didn't see anything, but he felt the painting.

Then very suddenly, my legs felt heavy.

One more thing.

Is that the painted skin?

The painting skin was folded, and inside, there was a box of rouge and gouache.

Tan Molian went to put the two things on the table. They were very close to the woman and could be reached by raising his legs.

"The rare treasure that the young monk got is one painted skin and one rouge and gouache." Tan Mo looked at the box of rouge and gouache, thought about it, and explained in fear of being misunderstood.

The woman nodded slightly, so she didn't know what she was sending away.

She did not beat around the bush, but asked directly: "Why don't I use that paint skin often... I call it painting skin, which is appropriate, so let's call it painting skin. Why don't I use that painting skin often?"

Tan Mo did not expect that the woman would ask such a question when she asked him. It seemed that the relationship between the woman and the person who gave the treasure must be very close or familiar, otherwise she would not know so clearly. So Tan Mo asked: "Little monk Commonly used in nuclear power?”

That question made Tan Mo feel particularly confident.

He doesn't even use his golden leg finger, let alone that one.

The woman was stunned. She didn't expect that Tan Mo would answer like that, which really surprised her.

She looked into Tan Mo's eyes and realized that what he said was true, so she said: "It turns out that if you don't have desire, you will be strong."

With that said, she got up and walked outside.

When she came there, she just wanted to know why Tan Mo didn't use it often. Now that I know the answer, of course there is no need to stay east.

As quickly as it came, it can go quickly.

After leaving the Lotus Temple, she saw Buddhist ghosts waiting for her.

Seeing her coming out, the Buddhist ghost clasped his legs together and said, "Please forgive me for sending her off so far."

She nodded slightly, and for the sake of the great monk, she could barely say hello to the Buddhist ghost.

Seeing the woman nodding, the Buddhist ghost breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "I shouldn't see my junior brother with my true face. If you see my true face, even if your junior brother gets my pity, Queen Yue will not be able to escape."

"He is destined to be extraordinary, why should I worry?" After saying this, the woman was still missing. She was a ghost and did not notice how the woman left.

"Destined to be extraordinary?" The Buddhist ghost repeated what she just said, a little dazed. He didn't expect that the deceased would actually give such a high evaluation to Tan Mo.

The Buddhist ghost thought about it seriously, and then murmured to himself: "Is it possible that the Red Bone Heart is really that great? Master, does Red Bone Heart, and so does my junior brother. Will my junior brother be as tall as my master a month later? "

The woman has left, but the words of the Buddhist ghost can be easily heard.

Hearing this, a look of reminiscence actually appeared in his eyes.

"Red-bone heart? He is not a red-bone heart."

"A heart of red bones or a devil's heart."

"And he is not a demon soul."

"The same demon soul as him. But his demon soul is suppressed by a golden hoop."

Bu Nao, no one could hear her words, they were gone with the wind, and she had returned to the place where she had lived all year round. There was a purple bamboo forest that could not be reached by ordinary people. There was a simple bamboo house in the bamboo forest. There was a piano outside the house. The woman walked to the piano, put her jade-like legs on it, and flicked her four fingers, and suddenly the strings sounded. sounded.

She hadn't played the piano for a long time.

Once upon a time, there was a man who was impatient. When he listened to her playing the piano, he would either do somersaults to find food or doze off and rub his feet, as if he didn't understand the sound of the piano.

She seemed to be playing the piano to a cow.

But she was as happy as a dog.

Now, that person is naturally gone.

And she is no longer the fairy who liked to play the piano and smiled at him.

Now, she is dead.

A desperate death!

…

Tan Mo was outside the house, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

He always felt that he had escaped a disaster.

He looked at the table and was wondering why the painted skin didn't disappear. He saw something pressed on the painted skin. He walked over and saw that it was a letter.

There were four words on the envelope - open if you ask.

"Is it the one left by the donor just now? If you have a request, you can open it... If you have no desire, you will be strong..." Thinking of what the woman said before she left, Tan Mo did not open the letter, but put it away solemnly.

Since she said so, now is the time to open it.

Although Tan Mo was very curious about what was written in it, he could not restrain himself from opening it.

Tan Mo wanted to go out to find Kongmen Gui to find out where the person came from, but seeing that it was pitch black outside and he could not see anything, he gave up the idea.

He didn't know where the Kongmen Gui senior brother went.

After closing the door, Tan Mo looked at the table again and found that the painted skin and rouge and powder had disappeared.

He couldn't help but touch his body, the letter was gone.