Tan Mo went out of Zhang's mansion, and he didn't go far before he was stopped by someone.

Stopping him were two subordinates of Zhang's Mansion, because they needed to be part-time soldiers from time to time, and occasionally had to fight with people, so although these two subordinates of Zhang's Mansion were not tall, they were both strong and rugged, and they looked fierce.

"Little master, young master nephew, please come over."

Tan Mo thought about it and nodded.

Heroes don't suffer immediate losses.

The two of them made it clear that he had to go, so he didn't think about anything else. Besides, he wanted to know what was going on with the powder gun.

This thing is not a divine weapon, at least in this world. This powder gun is the most primitive preparation, for ordinary people, the lethality is undoubtedly not small, but there are many shortcomings, as the housekeeper said, once damp, this thing is wasted, and there is no burning stick to use.

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

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

The aura is wonderful, ever-changing.

Since Master Lotus can restore the damp and moldy powder gun, then of course there are means to make this powder gun quickly moldy and damp and reduced to scrap metal.

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

And to correct his motive, this "young nephew" should be the "calf nose" in the mouth of his senior brother Master Lotus.

After walking a few steps, he saw a small door, and then these two subordinates of the Zhang Mansion pushed him and told him to enter quickly.

Tan Mo didn't check for a while, and one stumbled in, almost falling to the ground.

Looking back, the little door was closed.

And he looked ahead.

It is a small house that is some years old, with a stone table and two stone benches in front of it. There was no tea, no pastries, and it was clear that the hosts were not prepared to entertain guests.

And beside this stone table, a young man was sitting, with Erlang's legs crossed, looking at him.

Tan Mo glanced at the young man.

This person looks quite good-looking, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a bit of handsomeness. Although he was wearing a silk coat and robe, he had a bun on his head.

Tan Mo knew who this person was, and as expected, he took the lead in speaking: "The senior brother of the little monk is still in the Zhang Mansion, and Brother Dao is too unscrupulous to do this." ”

"Lotus Monk is, in the late stage of the Six Imperial Empires, it is indeed amazing, and it is worthy of the fear of this Daoist, but don't forget, this place is the territory of my uncle Zhang Jing'an. Whether it's a dragon or a tiger, you have to give it to the Taoist master. The young man snorted lightly, and did not refute Tan Mo's title of Daoist brother, which was regarded as an indirect admission of his identity.

"What Brother Dao said is even, if it weren't for that, Brother Dao would think you would still be able to show off your might in front of the little monk?" The little monk clasped his hands together and smiled slightly.

"You ......" The young man's face froze, he gritted his teeth and glanced at Tan Mo fiercely, "What a little bald donkey with sharp teeth and sharp mouth!" In this case, Dao Ye will not be polite to you, Dao Ye will clean you up first and vent his evil anger! ”

As he spoke, others jumped down like eagles and rushed straight in front of Tan Mo.

Tan Mo's eyes moved.

The pattern in the field of vision changes instantly.

Roll to the left and gain +100% success rate to dodge this attack.

During this period of time, although he still failed to become a person in Jiuxuanzhong, Tan Mo's daily exploration, this ability was perfected by him.

What you wanted before, you have to concentrate for a while before you can have the desired success rate, but now you only need to think about it.

So Tan Mo rolled on the spot.

The young man had already pounced at this time, but he pounced in the air, which made him stunned, and at this time, Tan Mo, who had already gotten up, jumped up fiercely and kicked the young man's face.

Bang!

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

Tan Mo was unforgiving, a vicious dog pounced, pushed him to the ground, and then made up two punches, at this time he heard footsteps, and quickly took a few steps back, put his hands together, bowed his head slightly, and stood straight.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" An exclamation followed, and then Tan Mo saw a girl running to the young man's side, very nervously checking his injuries, and then twisted his eyebrows, stared at a pair of good-looking apricot eyes, and asked Tan Mo: "Little monk, is it your hand?" ”

"The little monk has no power to restrain the chicken, and the Taoist brother is tall and big, several years older than the little monk, how can the little monk be the opponent of the Taoist brother? Could it be that donor, you have been your brother for all these years, and you can't live on a dog? Tan Mo said with a flat face.

The young man wanted to open his mouth to scold, but when he heard Tan Mo's words, he couldn't say anything for a while.

When the girl saw her brother like this, she rolled her eyes, glared at Tan Mo, and said angrily: "What a little monk with sharp teeth and sharp mouth!" My brother invited you to be a guest, are you embarrassed to treat my brother like this? Are you worthy of the scriptures you recited? Are you worthy of the Buddha you worship? ”

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south." Tan Mo clasped his hands together.

Seeing this, the girl thought that Tan Mo was wronged by her, and couldn't help but get proud, but before she could speak, she heard Tan Mo say: "Donor, Brother Dao didn't invite the little monk to be a guest. Brother Dao had a conflict with the little monk's brother, so he secretly made a stumbling block, and after being cracked by the little monk's brother, he asked the subordinates of Zhang's mansion to bring the little monk here, ready to take the little monk out of anger. ”

When the girl heard this, she couldn't help glaring at the young man, and then said to Tan Mo: "What a little monk, the monks don't speak, and you still say that my brother was not beaten by you?" ”

"It's not the little monk who beat it, I don't believe you ask Brother Dao." Tan Momu grimaced and said lightly.

The young man's face turned red, and he was so angry that he was talked, but his sister came at a bad time, so he had to grit his teeth and say, "It wasn't this little bald donkey who hit it, I fell it myself." ”

"Yes, when Brother Dao was practicing martial arts, he accidentally dropped himself." Tan Mo helped to supplement on the side, and then gave the young man a look that did not need to be thanked.

The young man trembled with anger.

I can't tell the truth, otherwise I've lived on a dog all these years, and his sister will know about it, and she will say it in the future.

"What kind of martial arts can you practice to make yourself like this?" The girl said angrily and funny, she knows what her brother's personality is, and most of this matter is her brother's fault, but the fault is wrong, her brother has always been her brother, how can people be bullied like this?

If it weren't for Tan Mo's beautiful eyebrows and the appearance of just a child, this girl would really not be angry, otherwise, she would have done it a long time ago.

"The lion swings its tail and swoops forward to the ground with its face on the ground." Tan Momu said with a wooden face, as if there really is such a martial art.