Mysterious World Tour

After a while, the innkeeper knocked on the door and brought in the fried rice. Tan Mo did not eat it. He waited for a moment, then went to the guard's room and knocked on the door.

The guard quickly opened the door, saw Tan Mo, and asked, "Little Master, what's wrong?"

"I just watched and found that except for Mr. Zhang's mansion, most of the other families have lit the lights. In my opinion, please light the lights tomorrow night. If their lights go out, you can blow them out." Tan Mo said with a wooden face.

Hearing this, the guard went to thank him: "Thank you for reminding me, little master, he knows about this."

"Wrong, donor, how does the fried rice taste?" Tan Mo nodded and asked immediately.

The guard did not think much, and Yu Fei smiled and said, "It's delicious. The chef of that inn has good leg skills."

Tan Mo glanced at the guard's face and found that everything was normal, so he turned back to the house with peace of mind and went to eat fried rice.

Then the guard of Faxia Pavilion did not lie, the fried rice tasted really good.

Without blowing out the oil lamp, Tan Muluo sat at the window, moved the rosary in his legs, and slowly chanted the sutra in his heart. He moved one bead after another after chanting the sutra.

At midnight, Tan Mo saw the lights disappear intermittently. He realized that it was time to blow out the oil lamp, so he closed the window and walked over to blow out the lamp.

As soon as the light went out, the outside of the house immediately fell into darkness.

Tan Mo slowed down his breathing and listened to the movements around him. Then, in the distance, he heard some strange human voices.

It seemed that Fei was screaming, and it seemed that Fei was yelling, the sound was very strange.

Just like that, a night passed, and Tan Mo closed his eyes for a while when it was almost dawn, and then yawned and went out.

The funds were tight, and he had to go to Zhang's house quickly.

The guard was already waiting outside. When he saw Tan Mo coming out, he asked, "Little Master, how do we pick up Donglai?"

"Go to Zhang's Mansion."

"Go directly?" The guard was stunned.

Tan Mo nodded, and then asked, "Donor, did I bring the token related to the prince?"

"He brought the waist badge of the prince's mansion."

Tan Mo said, "They are following the prince's order, so just tell Mr. Zhang directly that the prince found Jing'an Town to be quite good, so just let them investigate."

"No." The guard thought about it and felt that Tan Mo's method was the most comprehensive. Even if something really happened in Zhang's Mansion, the two of them could probably get away with it by using the prince's name, so he readily agreed.

He drove the carriage to the gate of Zhang's Mansion.

But he found that there were no soldiers guarding the gate, so Tan Mo and the guard knocked on the door in front.

After a long time, someone came to open the door.

Two young men with overly red faces, wearing soldiers' uniforms, looked at the two people standing at the door, frowned, and said unhappily: "What are we here for?"

"Please report to Lord Zhang that they are under the order of King Teng to inform Lord Zhang if there is anything." Tan Mo glanced at the two people. Although his bloodline was not complete, he could clearly see that the two people were not good at all. He said calmly without any haste.

When they heard that they were sent by King Teng, the two soldiers looked at each other and one of them said: "We two wait, they go to report, don't walk around."

As they said, the two soldiers actually closed the door again.

"The Zhang Mansion is not good, they ask to be more careful..." The guard saw the door closed and immediately couldn't help but say to Tan Mo.

Who would close the door like that?

Tan Mo had a blank expression on his face, put his legs together, and chanted Buddhist mantras, but did not directly answer the guard.

At this time, the two soldiers behind the door did not go far. When they heard the guard's words, their pale red faces immediately showed a little panic, but then they turned fierce and exchanged glances.

A soldier said, "Don't keep those two people."

Another soldier shook his head, "They were sent by King Teng, so they have to go back to report. King Teng has made alliances and has controlled all the practitioners in Ningjia County with the legs of Liulijing. Once the incident here breaks out, it will probably alarm those three talents. Especially the monk of the Lotus Temple, the one who is the most difficult to mess with. The one-foot general who is fierce and domineering and rampant was killed by that monk."

The soldier who spoke first was silent for a moment and said, "The man who should be a guard must have seen something. But the little monk is not very old and should be easy to fool."

"Then kill the guard and keep the little monk."

"That's it. I will inform my eldest brother and the others separately, and then wake up the demon fetus ghost mother of their generation. With the help of the ghost mother's magical powers, they can wake up the corpses in the mansion one by one."

After the two soldiers said this, they walked out of a room.

Outside that room, there were corpses on the ground. The corpses were dressed like the soldiers under Zhang Jing'an's command.

After looking at each other, the two soldiers fell to the ground and mixed in with the corpses.

Two streams of black air jumped out of the two soldiers' bodies, circled outside the house twice, and then ran out of the room after a strange laugh, hiding from the sun, and quickly circled in the shadows of the corridor, and finally entered two places.

One was the outer courtyard where Zhang Jing'an's wives lived.

The other was Zhang Jing'an's mansion.

In the outer courtyard, there was blood all over the ground. All the women had their bellies cracked and blood all over the ground. And the men were all extremely dry, as if they were dried corpses that were exposed to the sun in the desert and evaporated the water.

Strangely enough, those mummies were moving very slowly.

Among them was the housekeeper that Tan Mo had seen before.

Of course, even if Tan Mo stared at Wei Jingjia for ten minutes, he might not be able to recognize him.

As the black gas entered, a black wind suddenly blew in the outer courtyard.

Amidst the gusts of black wind, two figures with strange green light came out of the black wind. They looked at the black gas. One of the figures said unhappily: "What are you doing waking them up? Do I want to be beaten?"

"Brothers, please calm down. I woke you up because I had no choice. There was a monk and a guard outside the door. They claimed to be from Prince Teng's Mansion and wanted to see Zhang Jing'an."

The figure shouted that it was not good, and then complained: "Zhang Jing'an was killed by my eldest brother a long time ago. Why did you let Zhang Jing'an go to see people? He had said a long time ago that Zhang Jing'an must not die and must be kept, but my eldest brother didn't listen. He said that they couldn't have such a person as the demon father, and tortured him to death."

"What's the point of saying that now? The people are dead. Fifth brother, where is the fourth brother? Can we take charge of guarding together tomorrow?" asked another figure.

"Fourth brother went to find eldest brother. Fourth brother said that the five brothers should join forces to awaken the demon fetus ghost mother of Shengdong and his generation, and then use the ghost mother's magical powers to temporarily revive those corpses and disguise them as their previous appearances."