Mysterious World Tour

Tan Mo's eyes were strange. After he pulled Zhang's young lady away for the seventeenth time, he looked at the ghost baby that once again threw him away. He couldn't help but feel a little "touched" by the persistence of the demon.

He was so blatant. Even if the ghost baby couldn't see or sense him because he was wearing a painted skin, he should have doubted it, right?

At least stop for a while!

But except for the beginning, the ghost baby was suspicious and cast a spell to investigate. It almost woke up Zhang's young lady. After failing to find him, it kept throwing itself at Zhang's young lady's slightly bulging belly again and again.

That persistence made Tan Mo a little dumbfounded.

Where did the stupid ghost come from?

When he and his senior brother Lotus Monk caught Meng Tingzhang, how much effort did it take? And at that time, Meng Tingzhang was only half a demon.

Is there really no harm if there is no comparison... Tan Mo couldn't help but complain in his heart.

At that time, Bu Luo could see the purpose of the ghost baby.

The ghost baby wanted a new body.

No wonder the young master and young mistress of the Zhang family escaped all the way back!

It was definitely the ghost baby's intention to use its own breath to invade the young mistress of the Zhang family's body and turn the child in the young mistress's belly into its blood fetus.

If it weren't for Tan Mo, the ghost baby would have succeeded and successfully entered the young mistress of the Zhang family's body, and then used evil methods to make the blood fetus be born early.

By that time, there would be only a few living people left in the entire Zhang family mansion.

For the blood fetus to turn into a ghost body, it would require a lot of living people's essence, and one or two people would not be able to meet the needs of the ghost baby.

Tan Mo kept an eye on the ghost baby. After falling on the street twenty-one times, the ghost baby finally stopped its "stubborn" behavior, and then screamed strangely, and its body turned into a pool of pus and blood, and liquid blue-black smoke flew out of the pus and blood and ran straight out of the ancestral hall.

Did something go wrong with the original body of the ghost baby?

It should not be done by a cultivator, but the ghost baby offended some demon and was cursed by the wrong person.

Tan Mo looked at the ghost baby's body going away and couldn't help thinking.

It turned out that the ghost baby's body was not transformed after death, but after communicating with spirits in some miasma mountains, it was transformed with the help of corpses. No wonder it showed such low intelligence!

The ghost baby has the spiritual power of a snake-level demon, but in reality it is not even half a demon.

It is difficult for demons that communicate with spirits in miasma to take shape. And the places where such demons appear most are hidden in ancient tombs in deep mountains and old forests, or places where too many people died and the age is very long. There are plains nearby, not many mountains, and several county towns are close to each other. There is no environment for the birth of such demons. So where did the young master and young mistress of the Zhang family meet the demon?

Thinking like that, Tan Mo took off his painted skin, then stretched out his legs and brushed them.

The liquid spirit power turned into wind and blew on the face of the young lady of the Zhang family.

As if she had just woken up, the young lady of the Zhang family shivered and slowly opened her eyes. She looked at herself in the ancestral hall of the Zhang family, and then looked at Tan Mo standing in front of her. She was startled. Bu Luo quickly reacted to what happened. She did not panic, but thanked Tan Mo immediately: "Thank you, little master, for saving my life!"

Then she said: "That place is too cold, and I am wearing thin clothes. I will change clothes first, and then thank the little master."

The woman was very calm.

"Namo Amitabha." Tan Mo chanted the Buddha's name, put his legs together, and said: "Mrs. Zhang, go put on your cotton clothes quickly, so as not to catch typhoid fever."

The young lady of the Zhang family shivered with cold, walked to the door and shouted twice, and soon someone who heard the noise came over, followed by the young master of the Zhang family.

The young master of the Zhang family was not as calm as the young mistress of the Zhang family. His face was red and he was a little panicked. After the young mistress of the Zhang family comforted him, the young master of the Zhang family finally calmed down, and then ran to Tan Mo and bowed deeply.

"Donor Zhang, why is that?" Tan Mo asked knowingly.

The young master Zhang ran over at that time, whether he kowtowed or knelt on the ground, most likely he was asked to kill the ghost baby transformed by the miasma.

"Please, Master, save my life! My son has Zhang's fetus in his belly. Will one corpse mean two lives!"

Hearing this, Tan Mo pointed to Mrs. Zhang's belly, and then said: "The one that is entangled with you is a ghost baby transformed by miasma. The reason why you can return safely is that the ghost baby wants to transform into a blood fetus. When it comes to this place, the ghost baby will come because the blood fetus has been transformed. So, Mr. Zhang, please accept my condolences. Your son has unfortunately died."

In that world, men are favored over women, so even though Tan Mo didn't know whether the fetus in the belly of the young lady of the Zhang family was a boy or a girl, he just called her the young master.

The young master of the Zhang family suddenly changed color, his face turned red, and his eyes were full of fear and regret.

The young master of the Zhang family undoubtedly knew the truth.

Since Tan Mo saw that he didn't seem to have anything to say, he didn't ask more questions. He said goodbye to the young master of the Zhang family and returned to his residence.

As soon as he returned, he saw Huo'er sitting cross-legged on the table in the room waiting for him.

The dim light of the candle just covered her figure.

Tan Mo closed the doors and windows.

"Look at me, I obviously have a lot to ask them, why don't I ask?" Huo'er's pretty face was full of surprise, she was holding her cheeks with two legs, and the other four legs were casually scratching on the table, looking extremely bored.

"That donor Zhang, I don't want to say much, then their business has nothing to do with me. Since they don't want to say, why should I meddle in other people's business? Being too curious will not bring good things." Tan Mo said expressionlessly, and then poured himself a glass of water. The water had already cooled down, so he took a sip to moisten his throat.

Huo'er naturally didn't believe Tan Mo's answer. She recalled what she had known about the little monk all the way, then snorted and said, "Little monk, I don't want to help anymore, do I?"

Tan Mo was not annoyed by Huo'er's words, but shook his head slightly and said, "Donor Zhang forced me to give him ten taels of silver. I saved Mrs. Zhang's life, and we are even."

Ten taels of silver, a life. For the young master of the Zhang family, it is a sure win, after all, that is his wife.

"So it's not a money-grubber." Huo'er looked strange. She looked at Tan Mo and couldn't help but roll her eyes, "Why don't I lose sight of the money?"

"I've lost sight of it." Tan Mo said with a wooden face and a serious tone.

Huo'er's expression froze. She didn't expect Tan Mo to answer like that. She curled her lips and asked, "Little monk, did he run to Dongshan to avoid the demon that suddenly appeared in our temple? Why did I ask Dongshan?"

She didn't ask why the demon appeared in the Lotus Temple. There was an old monk who needed to be trapped by the shackles of karma near the Lotus Temple. If there was another demon, then Huo'er's logic was completely reasonable and there was nothing wrong with it.

Tan Mo was stunned when he heard it, and then he quickly took out a letter from his pocket.

The seal of the envelope had obvious signs of tearing.

"Brother asked me to help Dongshan to deliver a letter." Tan Mo said, and then he got a little candle oil, and then handled the seal position with ease.

Soon, the tearing mark disappeared.

Turning around, Tan Mo saw Huo'er's strange expression, so he explained, "Before Dongshan, I was busy peeking at what was written in the letter, and forgot to ask for the seal for a while, so I just reminded me."

Huo'er: "..."