Mysterious World Tour

I didn't care about Tan Mo at first, but when I heard what Song Xingzhou said, I started to care.

He looked at Song Xingzhou with a wooden face.

Senior Sister Song, am I sure that Director Lu will not take the opportunity to retaliate?

Bu Nao thought about it for a moment, and realized that Taoist Master Lu was not necessarily so unruly, not to mention that Song Xingzhou was nearby and would not look at Bu Nao.

Tan Mo thought about it again and settled on the beginning, deliberately using Song Xiaolian who was jumping up and down to block him.

I thought silently in my heart: I can't see him, I can't see him, I can't see him...

At the wine table, Song Xingzhou and Lu Ling reminisced about the past, including some of their friends from back then. Both of them were deeply moved. It seemed that some of their friends had already passed away. As for Tan Mo, after finishing his meal, he moved into a cabin arranged by Lu Ling.

It's clean and spacious. The boat must be much bigger than the princess's boat.

Worthy of being the ship of Zhongnan Zifu.

Tan Mo walked cross-legged, thinking that when he opened his eyes tomorrow, he would be able to see Luowan Town to the east of Lotus Temple. Otherwise, why did Song Xingzhou have to prepare for so long before taking Tan Mo on the ship.

Obviously that ship is very unusual.

Suddenly, Tan Mo looked happy.

He took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

It has been twelve days since he practiced the Cicada Sutra. Although he is still lingering on the first stage of the Cicada Sutra, and it can even be said that he is still standing still, Tan Mo's cultivation has not made any progress.

The fourth level of Jiuxuan.

"I can't get the true scriptures, so I have to practice hard. When I first get the true scriptures, I feel like a fish in water." Tan Mo said with emotion.

Originally, he relied heavily on evil ways such as psychic jade, but in the blink of an eye, even if he lost his bloodline talent, he could still practice like a fish in water.

Tan Mo observed the precepts and chanted sutras. After a night passed, he walked out of the cabin and came to the deck. He raised his eyes and looked into the distance. As expected, Luowan Town had already appeared in his field of vision.

This kind of treasure ship is really a travel artifact.

The boat docked, and after talking about Moxie Nao and Lu Lingdao, they met Song Xingzhou and Song Xiaolian went to the east boat.

After taking a few steps, he saw a calf waving with him. Tan Muxuan took a closer look and recognized who the child who was covered in mud was greeting him.

"Namo Amitabha, the young monk Ming Wuyan has seen the donor." Tan Mo clasped his legs together and asked, is that child a girl? Was it that when his senior brother was entrusted by the government servant to investigate the mysterious death of a person, he asked the fisherman what happened to him. The little girl who arrived.

Tan Mo was quite impressed by that little girl's uprightness.

After all, if you take that level of honesty one step further, you will become venomous...

"Hehe, little monk, I remember him very much. It turns out that my name is Ming Wuyan and his name is Aman."

"Miss Aman." Tan Mo glanced at the mud all over her body, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Miss Aman, are I afraid of getting beaten when I get covered in mud?"

"Can he get it when he helped his father clean up the fishing nets, so that he wouldn't get beaten?" Ah Man said proudly.

Tan Mo couldn't help but smile: "I see, maybe this young monk is worrying too much."

"Little monk, am I begging for food again?" Ah Man asked seriously, "His family is very good, can you please let me come to his house?"

Tan Mo: "..."

With a dull face, he looked up at the sky, then lowered his head, and Tan Mo sighed helplessly: "Miss Aman, that is called Hua Zhai. That of a monk is called Hua Zhai. Bu Nao, the young monk did not go out to Hua Zhai that time. The young monk is very busy. , just go ahead and Monk Dongci invites Miss Aman to dinner.”

Hearing Tan Mo's request to treat her to a meal, Ah Man's eyes suddenly lit up. He looked at Tan Mo eagerly and nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, that little monk, I remember Dongci came to see him earlier."

"no."

After finally getting over the deception, Tan Mo quickly followed Song Xingzhou and Song Xiaolian, and then discovered that Senior Sister Song seemed to be very familiar with the road to the Lotus Temple, and went straight to the temple gate of the Lotus Temple.

Standing at the door of the temple, Song Xingzhou raised his head and glanced at the Bagua mirror with a strange expression. People who didn't know would not care about that mirror, but for someone like her, that mirror was placed at the door of a temple. It just felt so awkward.

But then, she walked in.

Song Xiaolian did not follow her mother at that time, but came together with Tan Mujuan. She looked left and right, and then said in surprise: "Our temple is so big, much bigger than Wenqing Temple. Can Wenqing Temple let us It’s the biggest temple there.”

If you talk about Mo Cuo, you can smile and say nothing, but whether it is big or not, the Wenqing Temple is like a city, but the Lotus Temple is empty. In this world, there were not many pilgrims in the mountain all year round. If the princess had not sent a large sum of money for scented oil from time to time, the Lotus Temple would not have been able to survive long ago.

After all, his senior brother's ritual has not been open for three years, and it has been open for three years, but how can there be so many taken advantage of in the eyes?

The Lotus Monk felt Song Xingzhou's arrival immediately.

After all, Song Xingzhou's spiritual power fluctuations were completely unconcealed, and they were extremely violent, like a stormy sea. Those without blood cannot feel it, but the Lotus Monk with blood naturally understands this clearly.

And he can instantly tell whose spiritual power is fluctuating.

"The Great Terror Divine Art... I must have practiced that magic skill." He sighed, and the Lotus Monk had a complicated expression. The magic skill was created by his master back then, and he wanted to rely on the method of "preventing defeat by blocking". This way, he suppressed his own demonic nature, but before, his master gave up and did not practice that demonic skill, so he gave it to him and let him look at it before burning it.

However, given his relationship with Song Xingzhou, he was completely defenseless against Song Xingzhou, so Song Xingzhou saw that magic skill.

Immediately, Lotus Monk walked out of his room and came from the outer courtyard to the outer courtyard.

Lotus Monk folded his legs and was about to chant the Buddha's name, but suddenly saw Song Xiaolian who was walking with Tan Mo. At first glance, he felt that she was a bit similar to the little princess, but then he realized that she was not the little princess...

"I..." Lotus Monk wanted to ask Song Xingzhou why he lied to him and said that he didn't give birth to that child, but when the words came to his lips, Lotus Monk smiled bitterly and changed his words: "Did you live well in those years?"

"He was fine. What about me?"

"He was fine too."

Then, the two looked at each other, but couldn't say anything.

Hong Guzi followed out and saw that scene. As the one who had followed Lotus Monk the longest, like half of his son, he naturally recognized Song Xingzhou, especially seeing Song Xiaolian who looked a bit like the little princess. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch, and then he went on.

"Brother, Sister Song, shut up inside, he has prepared tea for us."

"Wrong, they are talking inside." Lotus Monk gave Hong Guzi a grateful look.

Hong Guzi wanted to roll his eyes.

The fourth and fifth updates will be released at about three o'clock. I won't go to bed until I finish writing.