Other things may be coincidences, but Lin Mo thinks it is unlikely.

Lin Mo is a person who always asks questions when he doesn't understand.

"Black Sheep Mansion, Evil Ghost Shrine?"

Monk Xin Yuan thought for a while and said, "I don't know about this, but according to what you said, what the monk in gray did seems to be the method of our Lotus Temple."

Lin Mo also saw this so-called method, which was to sacrifice themselves to seal away the evil spirits with their bodies.

If you kill one thousand enemies, you will lose eight hundred.

It could also be the other way around.

"I have a junior brother named Xin Nian. He went out to banish demons a long time ago and has not returned. He has disappeared since then. His appearance is very similar to mine. It should be him you are talking about."

Afterwards, I asked Lin Mo about some details. As a result, the possibility that the old monk who sealed the half-body evil spirit in the Black Sheep Mansion was Monk Xin Nian has exceeded 99%.

Tell the truth.

What this Lotus Temple has done is still very admirable.

As for why they were in this painting, Monk Xin Yuan said that the real Lotus Temple had been destroyed by the war, and they, the monks, also died in the temple. Fortunately, the seniors in the temple painted paintings at that time and opened up the painting world, which allowed them to

There is such a place to live in the nightmare world.

In this way, none of the previously banned evil spirits will escape.

Otherwise, if this painting is destroyed, the evil spirits that have been banned for hundreds of years will surge out, and big trouble will inevitably be caused.

After further communication, it turns out that Lotus Temple also belongs to the Yinmen lineage.

Knowing that Lin Mo was also a descendant of the 'Lin family' of the Hidden Sect, Monk Xin Yuan became obviously more enthusiastic.

"Just now, my junior brother Zhizhi saw you trying to burn the paintings, so he stopped you. He had no ill intentions. As for what he said just now, that Lotus Temple is in trouble now, it's not a lie."

Lin Mo asked what trouble he had encountered.

"It's a long story. It's better to know it at a glance when the donor enters the temple. However, you have to be careful when entering the temple. Hundreds of years of grievances have accumulated here, which has formed a blood evil, weak concentration, and weak mind.

, will be corroded by the blood evil, and the body will not be intact after death."

Entering the world of painting?

That’s fine.

Lin Mo is now followed by Sister Yue, who is also holding Dou Dou, and has his paper book in his backpack.

He alone is equivalent to an army of nightmares.

What is there to fear?

If the great monk really has evil intentions, then these monks can only seek their own death.

As for the blood evil monk Xin Yuan said, Lin Mo didn't pay much attention to it.

He has been to places scarier than here.

Now Lin Mo stepped into the world of this painting.

Sister Yue did not disappear, but followed beside her, looking around curiously. Doudou didn't care about her surroundings, she just passively held hands and ate sweets with relish.

At this time, several figures ran over from a distance, trying to jump out of the painting.

Monk Xin Yuan took a look but did not stop him.

He didn't stop him, but Lin Mo couldn't just watch.

Because these figures are clearly several dummies, like mannequins in a clothing store.

Lin Mo didn't need to take action, several ghost figures had already taken action and pinned the dummies to the ground.

Surprisingly, these dummies were very weak and it was easy to suppress them. Moreover, these dummies did not resist. After falling to the ground, they were quickly eroded by the blood around them and slowly turned into a pool of human-shaped blood.

The air here is filled with blood. It should be the blood evil that the great monk said. The resentment is so strong that it has formed like a real blood mist. If it is contaminated by the blood mist, weak nightmares or living people will be corroded.

"My Buddha has mercy. These wooden and wax figures have also been born with a trace of spiritual intelligence. However, they are too weak. If they are delayed here for a little while, they will be corroded and melted by resentment. So we will not interfere. They can escape. It's them

If you can't escape, it's fate."

Lin Mo frowned.

He did not agree with this argument.

No matter how weak the dummy is, it is still evil.

Because the other party's nature is to copy humans, kill them, and replace them.

For example, what Monk Xin Yuan said is that humans and dummies are regarded as the same kind of creatures, just like humans generally do not interfere with the killings between other animals in nature.

From a human perspective, this is wrong.

But if you look at it from a higher level, there seems to be nothing wrong with it.

But Lin Mo is still a human being, so he can never agree with the concept of a great monk.

Of course, there is another possibility that even Monk Xinyuan doesn’t know that these dummies will go out to harm people.

After asking carefully, the other party really didn’t know.

I just thought that the wooden and wax figures crawling out of the lotus pond were also living beings, so I didn't interfere, but let them go freely. Just like what the other party said, those who can run out can run out. If they can't run out, they won't either.

Rescue.

"Take me to the lotus pond first."

Lin Mo came here this time to solve the problem of the source of the dummies here.

So now his priority is to do this.

Monk Xin Yuan did not refuse and led Lin Mo forward. After a while, he saw an entrance and stepped into it, as if he was in a garden.

There is a pond in the garden.

"This is the lotus pond." Monk Xin Yuan said.

Lin Mo took a closer look and saw several dummies crawling out of the pool.

As a result, Lin Mo kicked them all back again.

After just a moment's delay, the dummy was corroded by the blood evil and completely melted away.

Obviously, for them, from the moment they climb out of the pool, they can't waste a second. They have to run through the garden, run outside, find the exit of the painting boundary and jump out.

The success rate should be 50%.

Lin Mo knelt down, took a look, and asked Master Xin Yuan what was under the pond.

There must be something.

Where else did these dummies come from?

Master Xin Yuan said there is a ghost door below.

"Copper?"

"Of course!"

Lin Mo understood.

Master Xinyuan said that the ghost gate below was sealed by their master back then. With the formation, the ghost gate will definitely not be able to get out, but it cannot be ruled out that there are gaps.

The dummy most likely came out of the gap.

Lin Mo looked at the garden and saw that there were two exits.

The opening they came in from was the closest to the exit of the painting boundary. It was a straight line. There was another exit about thirty meters away on the opposite side.

At that moment, Lin Mo took out the paper book and said to Monk Xin Yuan: "Master, your garden has bad feng shui and cannot attract wealth or happiness. Let me help you redecorate it."

"furnish?"

Monk Xin Yuan did not react for a moment.

At this moment, Lin Mo was already looking through the book, found some paper figures with the label "Power" on them, took out two and blew a breath.

Throw it away.

Two physically strong paper monsters appeared.

What this paper monster is best at is strength.

"You two, go and block the exit over there."

Lin Mo gave an order.

One of the two paper figures said "Don't worry" and the other said "Just take a look." Then they ran over and moved the rockery over like rocks. They dismantled the pavilion into timber and moved it over. After a while, they moved it over.

The exit over there is blocked.

The blockage was so solid that even a mouse couldn't get out.

"Not bad, not bad!" Lin Mo was very satisfied with this project. He was praised and the two paper figures were also ecstatic.

After taking back the paper man, Lin Mo looked at Monk Xin Yuan again. The latter was astonished and could not recover for a long time.
To be continued...