Mysterious World Tour

"Anything else you want to ask me?" Tan Mo put his hands together and asked.

She hesitated for a moment, then looked up, looked at Tan Mo's chin, and asked, "This place... is called Mahakala?"

Tan Mo nodded, "But more people call this place Yingchoujian. Because a thief came here and was halfway successful."

"Yingchoujian? Mahakala?" She repeated it twice, looked up at the sky, and wanted to ask if this place was called Mahakala because the sky was dark, but on second thought, she chose to ask the question she cared about most.

"What is the world outside like?" she asked.

"Under the storm, there are countless worlds connected by teleportation arrays. I have been to two worlds and found many strange things. One is the Mirror Venerable World. It seems that there are no powerful demons and ghosts, but in fact, there are few real people in that world. The second world has mortals and demons and ghosts. It is a chaotic world, so there are many demons, but compared to the Mirror Venerable World, it is still normal." Tan Mo deliberately explained in detail.

After listening to it, she was silent for a long time before she continued, "What about above the storm?"

"I only know that it is called the Land of Panic Demons, and it is said to be the base camp of the unknown and unappearable things." Tan Mo still said truthfully.

"The unknown and unappearable..." She was stunned, looking lost, and after a long time she recovered and said, "It turns out that the old thief was defeated! Then, little monk, let me ask you one last question?"

"Donor, I have said a lot, can you also let me know a little, such as your origin? After all, this donor suddenly appeared near my temple, and his origin is so unclear, I am indeed a little uneasy." Tan Mo did not answer at this time.

However, she had already gotten so much information from Tan Mo, which made her less wary of Tan Mo. So after hearing Tan Mo's rejection, she just thought about it and said, "I used to be the shadow of a person. That person might be strong or weak. I don't know. I only remember that one day I was pressed down by a stone that fell from the sky, and then I was separated from that person."

"That person lost me, and soon had a new shadow, so even if that person had the strength of a fairy or Buddha at that time, he didn't notice the abnormality at that time."

"I was pressed down by that stone for many years, and I always wanted to break free of it, but I couldn't leave until later, the old thief passed by and took me away with the stone."

"I listened to the Dharma under the old thief for who knows how many years, and then I took shape. I thought I would be like others, and I would be enlightened by the Dharma and become a gatekeeper, but the result..."

Speaking of this, her beautiful face showed an extremely strange expression.

It was like he was gritting his teeth, and it was like he was in a daze. It was very strange. If I were to describe it in one sentence, it would probably be - what the hell!

"The stone was transformed into a gatekeeper, and then I was thrown out." She tried to make her tone calmer when she said this.

Then she secretly glanced at Tan Mo, and seeing that Tan Mo had no expression on his face, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

This little monk is not that hateful!

When she thought of this, her impression of Tan Mo improved.

Tan Mo kept his face wooden and tried to keep his eyes calm. If it weren't for his facial paralysis, it would be difficult for him not to laugh.

Because her impression of Tan Mo improved, she continued: "Not long after I left the old thief's place, I heard the news that the old thief was killed. However, not long after that, I met the old thief again. I was taken to the outside world by the old thief, but the old thief threw me away again on the way..."

Although she was telling the truth, she concealed a large part of it.

Tan Mo couldn't help but twitch his eyes, but what he cared about was not that this "fire baby" was thrown away again, but that old thief.

He remembered clearly that the first sentence she said after seeing his face was "Old thief, you are still alive."

That old thief is as handsome as him, is it just a coincidence?

Thinking of this, Tan Mo should have continued to think deeply, but for some reason, he couldn't help but complain in his heart: I'm afraid it wasn't the old thief who took the "fire baby" to the sky, but she insisted on following him, so she was thrown away halfway.

After complaining in his heart, Tan Mo could no longer remember his previous thoughts, so he asked expressionlessly: "Then what? Benefactor."

"I was killed, but fortunately I had the protection of the old thief. Before I died, I was lucky enough to hide my soul in the lotus platform of the old thief. After many years, I woke up not long ago... So, little monk, I am a god!" At the end, she pointed her nose at Tan Mo and hinted wildly.

Tan Mo thought about it, pretended not to understand, and asked himself: "Donor, what question did you want to ask me just now?"

This "Fire Baby" is not a small one anyway, so Tan Mo thought seriously for a second and decided to give this "Fire Baby" some face. If she has any request, he will try his best to meet it if it is not troublesome.

After all, he wants to kill the second demon spirit, so he needs to gain the trust of this "Fire Baby".

Hearing Tan Mo's question, the "Fire Baby" looked at Tan Mo with strange eyes, and after a while, he said: "What is your practice method? Why doesn't it look like Buddhism?"

"Wutian Daojing." Tan Mo said with a wooden face, he didn't tell the truth.

"Wutian Daojing? Little monk, you didn't lie to me?"

"Monks don't lie. I got this from a Taoist senior. That senior called it the Wu Tian Dao Jing. I am at least 70% to 80% sure that I didn't hear it wrong." Tan Mo answered like this.

Tan Mo's answer was strange, but she didn't think much about it, because the practice of the Wu Tian Dao Jing shocked her too much.

That old thief was very powerful back then, and it was said that he was the other side of the Buddha, but she knew that the old thief's foundation was Taoism.

Because this was what the old thief said to her personally when she asked him how he came back to life.

She couldn't help but look at Tan Mo with some pity.

With a face similar to the old thief, and practicing the Wu Tian Dao Jing, such a coincidence, how could it be a coincidence?

"Little monk, when you have achieved great success in your practice, you may regret it..." She wanted to say this, but when the words came to her lips, she held them back.

If it was really as she imagined, when the real body of this little monk came back, she might be killed by that "real body" because of this matter.

Even if there was a little affection in the past, it would not work.

After all, although the real body came back, it was still the old thief, but it would definitely not be the old thief who was so gentle to her.

So, she began to change the subject.

"Little monk, my name is Huo'er. Because I am the shadow of fire."

"Shouldn't it be Huoying?" Tan Mo said in surprise, and then saw a pair of eyes that wanted to eat him, so he coughed dryly and said calmly: "Donor, do you want to eat something? I will ask my junior brothers to prepare it for you immediately."