Mysterious World Tour

Chapter 22 The lion fell on his face (thank you for the 10,000 book coins reward from the girl chewing in her mouth)

Tan Mo left Zhang's house and was stopped by someone before he had gone far.

He was stopped by two servants of Zhang's house. Because they had to work as soldiers from time to time and occasionally had to fight with others, these two servants of Zhang's house were not tall, but they were very strong, rough-looking, and looked fierce.

"Master, the nephew invites you to go."

Tan Mo thought about it and nodded.

A good man will not suffer a loss in front of him.

These two people made it clear that he had to go, so he didn't think about anything else. Besides, he also wanted to know what the gunpowder gun was about.

This thing is not a magic weapon, at least in this world, that's the case. This gunpowder gun is the most primitive one. It is undoubtedly lethal to ordinary people, but it also has many shortcomings. As the housekeeper said, once it gets damp, it will be useless and not as good as a fire stick.

His senior brother's words before he left undoubtedly revealed some of his senior brother's speculations.

The gunpowder gun brought by the housekeeper got damp, and someone was secretly playing tricks.

The magical use of spiritual energy is ever-changing.

Since Master Lianhua can restore the damp and moldy gunpowder gun, there are certainly ways to make this gunpowder gun quickly moldy and damp, and become scrap iron.

He felt that the "nephew" who invited him over at this time was most likely the culprit.

And judging from his motive, this "nephew" should be the "little bull nose" in his senior brother Master Lianhua's mouth.

After walking a few steps, he saw a small door, and then the two servants of Zhang Mansion pushed him and asked him to go in quickly.

Tan Mo didn't check for a moment, and he stumbled and rushed in, almost falling on his face.

When he turned around, the small door was closed.

He looked forward.

It was a small house with some years, with a stone table and two stone benches in front. There was no tea or cakes, and it was obvious that the owner of this place was not prepared to entertain guests.

And next to this stone table, a young man was sitting, crossing his legs and looking at him.

Tan Mo took a look at the young man.

The man looked quite handsome, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. Although he was wearing a silk gown, he had a Taoist bun on his head.

Tan Mo knew who this person was, and it was just as he expected, so he spoke first: "My senior brother is still in Zhang's house. Brother Dao, you are too reckless to do this."

"Lotus monk, right? You are in the late stage of Liu Yu. You are indeed extraordinary and worthy of this Taoist master's fear, but don't forget that this place is my uncle Zhang Jing'an's territory. Whether you are a dragon or a tiger, you have to be controlled by me." The young man snorted lightly and did not refute Tan Mo's address as brother Dao, which was indirectly acknowledging his identity.

"Brother Dao, what you said is even more so. If not, do you think you can still show off in front of me?" The monk put his hands together and smiled slightly.

"You..." The young man's face froze, he gritted his teeth, and looked at Tan Mo fiercely, "What a sharp-tongued little bald donkey! In this case, I won't be polite to you. I will give you a good beating first and vent my anger!"

As he said, he jumped up and down like an eagle and pounced directly in front of Tan Mo.

Tan Mo's eyes moved.

The pattern in the field of vision changes instantly.

Roll to the left, and the success rate of dodging this attack is +100%.

During this period of time, although he still failed to become a member of the Nine Mysteries, Tan Mo has mastered this ability through his daily exploration.

In the past, if he wanted something, he had to concentrate for a long time before he could achieve the desired success rate. Now, he only needs to think about it.

So Tan Mo rolled on the ground.

The young man had already pounced on him at this time, but he pounced in vain, which made him stunned. At this time, Tan Mo, who had already climbed up, jumped up fiercely and kicked the young man in the face.

Bang!

The young man sat on the ground with his buttocks, covering his face and screaming in pain.

Tan Mo took advantage of the situation and pushed him to the ground like a vicious dog, and then added two punches. At this time, he heard footsteps, and quickly stepped back a few steps, put his hands together, nodded slightly, and stood straight.

"Brother, what happened to you?" A cry of surprise followed, and then Tan Mo saw a girl running to the young man's side, nervously checking his injuries, then frowning, staring at him with a pair of beautiful almond eyes, questioning Tan Mo: "Little monk, did you do it?"

"I am weak, and you are tall and strong, several years older than me. How can I be your opponent? Could it be that you, the donor, have lived like a dog for all these years when you were your brother?" Tan Mo said in a flat voice with a wooden face.

The young man wanted to open his mouth to scold, but after hearing what Tan Mo said, he couldn't say anything for a while.

When the girl saw her brother like this, she rolled her eyes and glared at Tan Mo, saying unhappily: "What a sharp-tongued little monk! My brother invited you to be his guest, and you treat him like this, are you ashamed? Are you worthy of the sutras you recite? Are you worthy of the Buddha you worship?"

"Namo Amitabha." Tan Mo put his hands together.

The girl saw this and thought that Tan Mo was wronged by her, and she couldn't help but feel proud. However, before she could speak, she heard Tan Mo say: "Donor, Brother Dao didn't invite me to be a guest. Brother Dao had a conflict with my senior brother, so he secretly tripped me up. After my senior brother solved it, he asked the servants of Zhang's house to bring me here, preparing to take revenge on me."

Hearing this, the girl couldn't help but glare at the young man, and then said to Tan Mo: "Good little monk, monks don't lie, and you still say that you didn't beat my brother?"

"It wasn't me who beat him, if you don't believe me, ask Brother Dao." Tan Mo said indifferently with a wooden face.

The young man's face flushed red, and he was so angry at Tan Mo, but his sister came at the wrong time, so he had to grit his teeth and say, "It wasn't the little bald donkey who hit me, I fell down myself."

"Yes, Brother Dao accidentally fell down while practicing martial arts." Tan Mo helped to add, and then gave the young man a thank you look.

The young man was so angry that he trembled.

But he couldn't tell the truth, otherwise he would have lived like a dog for these years. If his sister knew about it, she would have something to say in the future.

"What kind of martial arts can you practice to fall down like this?" The girl said angrily and amusedly. She knew what kind of character her brother had. This matter was probably her brother's fault first, but no matter how wrong it was, her brother was still her brother. How could he be bullied like this?

If it weren't for the fact that Tan Mo was handsome and looked like a child, the girl couldn't get angry anymore, otherwise, she would have taken action long ago.

"Lion wags its tail, pounces forward and lands face-first on the ground." Tan Mo said with a serious face, as if there really is such a martial art.

I found out that my book was blocked for no reason before, and it was very thorough. There was no short notice on the website, it was just a sudden 404. I was confused and had no idea what happened. I asked myself if this book was considered illegal, then 90% of the books on Qidian could be considered illegal.

Then I left a message to the editor and went to bed. I woke up at 0:00 and found that it was unblocked... As for the last book that brought a punishment to Liao Zhai, I also left a message, and I don’t know when it will come back...

Thank you for your support. By the way, this suspense is really scary...