Tan Mo walked to the door, opened the door, and saw that in addition to his senior brother's empty door ghost, there was also a woman standing outside the door. This woman's face is not overwhelming, but there is a strange sense of delicacy, and it is extremely exquisite, as if it has been carefully carved.

After being slightly stunned, Tan Mo clasped his hands together and said, "I've seen Senior Brother, I've seen the donor." ”

"Little junior brother, this donor heard that you have a strange treasure on you, so he wants to borrow it for a while." Empty door ghost road.

"Strange treasure?" Tan Mo thought about it, there were two things that could be called a strange treasure in him, one was in his eyes, and the other appeared with his inductive call.

And the latter is undoubtedly more likely.

Looking at the woman, this woman can be brought over by the empty door ghost, so the identity is naturally unusual, thinking of the transmission of Master Lotus, Tan Mo said: "Naturally, there is no problem, but can the donor answer the little monk, how did he know that the little monk has a strange treasure?" ”

"The person who gave the treasure told me personally." Yan looked at Tan Mo, heard Tan Mo's question, and replied like this.

Tan Mo's eyes changed instantly.

The person who gave the treasure......

He couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and his legs were even a little weak, and then he quickly opened the door completely and said, "Donor, please come in, senior brother......"

Before Tan Mo finished speaking, the empty door ghost shook his head.

"This is your treasure, junior brother, I can't see it, so I'll go first. There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south. With a Buddha horn, the ghost of the empty door actually turned around and left.

This made Tan Mo stunned again.

This empty ghost's actions seem to be a little wrong.

It always feels like I'm avoiding something.

At this time, the woman had already entered the house, Tan Mo hurriedly followed up, and saw that the woman was already sitting on the stool, with one hand on the table, turning her head slightly, and looking at him.

Tan Mo hesitated for a moment, and then called out in front of the woman. Since the woman said that the person who gave the treasure told her, there is no need to hide it.

This time, Tan Mo didn't see the picture he saw last time, and even his mind was empty, he didn't see anything, he just sensed the painted skin.

Then it was very abrupt, and his hands became heavy.

One more thing.

It's that painted skin.

The skin was folded up, and inside, there was a box of rouge gouache.

Tan Mo hurriedly put these two things on the table, very close to the woman, and he could reach them with his hand.

"This is a strange treasure obtained by the little monk, a painted skin, a rouge gouache." Tan Mo looked at the box of rouge gouache, thought about it, and explained for fear of being misunderstood.

The woman nodded slightly, this is what she gave out, and she didn't know.

She didn't take a detour, but asked directly, "Why don't you use this often...... If you call it a painted skin, then call it a painted skin. Why don't you use this skin often? ”

Tan Mo didn't expect this woman to ask such a question as soon as she opened her mouth, it seems that the relationship between this woman and the person who gave the treasure must be very close, or very familiar, otherwise she wouldn't know so clearly, so Tan Mo asked rhetorically: "Why does the little monk use it often?" ”

This question, Tan Mo was particularly reasonable.

He doesn't even use his own gold finger often, let alone this.

The woman was stunned, she didn't expect Tan Mo to answer like this, which really surprised her.

She looked at Tan Mo's eyes and found that what she said was true, so she said: "It turns out that there is no desire and there is rigidity." ”

With that, she got up and walked outside.

She came here just to know why Tan Mo didn't use it often. Now that you know the answer, there is no need to linger.

Come fast and go fast.

When she left the Lotus Temple, she saw the empty door ghost waiting for her.

Seeing her come out, the empty door ghost folded his hands: "Please forgive the poor monk for not far away." ”

She nodded slightly, looking at the face of the great monk, she could barely say hello to the empty door ghost.

Seeing the woman nodding, the empty door ghost breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "You shouldn't see the little junior brother with your true face, if you see your true face, even if the little junior brother gets your mercy, he will not be able to escape in the future." ”

"He was destined to be extraordinary, so why should you worry?" When the words fell, the woman was still nowhere to be seen, and she was an empty ghost, and she didn't notice how the woman had left.

"Destined to be extraordinary?" The empty door ghost recited what she had just said, and was a little stunned, but she didn't expect that as a martyr, she actually gave Tan Mo such a high evaluation.

The empty door ghost thought about it seriously, and then muttered to himself: "Could it be that this white bone heart is really so good?" The master is a white heart, and so is the little junior brother, can the little junior brother have the height of the master in the future? ”

The woman was gone, but she could still hear the words of the empty ghost.

Hearing this, there was a look of remembrance in his eyes.

"White bones? He's not a bony man. ”

"The heart of the bones is the heart of the devil."

"And he's a demon soul."

"The same demon soul as him. However, his demon soul was suppressed by a golden hoop. ”

However, no one could hear her words, and with the wind gone, she had returned to the place where she had lived all the year round. It was a purple bamboo forest that mortals could not reach, there was a simple bamboo house in the bamboo forest, there was a piano in the house, the woman sat in front of the piano, put her hands like jade on it, and flicked her four fingers lightly, and suddenly the strings sounded.

She hadn't played it in a long time.

Once upon a time, there was a frizzy person who listened to her play the piano, either somersaulting to find food, or dozing off and rubbing her feet, looking like she couldn't understand the sound of the piano.

She was playing the harp to a cow.

But she was so happy.

But now, naturally, that person is gone.

And she is no longer the fairy who likes to play the piano and smirk at him in the past.

Now, she's dead.

Desperate death!

……

Tan Mo was in the house and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He always felt like he had escaped.

Looking at the table, I wondered why the painting had not disappeared yet, when I saw something pressed under the skin, and walked over to see that it was a letter.

There are four words on the envelope - ask for it, open it.

"Was it left by the benefactor just now? If you ask for something, you will be enlightened...... If you have no desire, you just ......" Thinking of what the woman said before leaving, Tan Mo did not open the letter, but solemnly put the letter away.

Since everyone has said so, now is not the time to open up.

Although Tan Mo was very curious about what was written in it at this time, he still restrained himself from opening it.

Tan Mo wanted to go out and find the empty door ghost to inquire about the origin of this person, but seeing that it was dark outside, he couldn't see anything, so he gave up this idea.

He didn't know where this empty ghost brother had gone.

Closing the door, Tan Mo glanced at the table again, and found that the painted skin and rouge gouache had disappeared.

I couldn't help touching my body, and the letter was still there.