"Master, look at this, there is only one entrance and exit on the east side. It is like a big bag. Blessings and wealth can only go in but not out. Only in this way can everything go smoothly and have good fortune!"

Lin Mo lied.

Monk Xin Yuan had no choice but to recite the Buddha's name.

He is not stupid.

What a bullshit big bag to amass wealth and fortune, isn't it just to block the way of the wooden man and the wax man?

But it's not completely blocked, it's just to let them take a long detour.

During the previous distance, the proportion of wooden men and wax men running out was still 50%. After such a renovation, I am afraid that not a single dummy will be able to run away in the future.

They all have to die on the way.

Monk Xin Yuan wanted to say something, but Lin Mo had just told him that when these dummies go out, they will harm ordinary people. If one of them is released, someone will die outside.

If we use the argument that all living beings are equal, it is obviously untenable.

Moreover, the other party also gave them face to the Lotus Temple, and did not directly ask them to interfere with the wooden and wax figures going out, but used such a compromise method.

If you are still entangled, it means you can't understand clearly, and you don't know the depth and importance of it.

Monk Xin Yuan naturally understands this truth.

So he didn't say anything.

Lin Mo deliberately waited for a while. Soon, another dummy crawled out of the pool and immediately ran towards the only exit over there.

Lin Mo didn't stop him this time.

Just looking at it, not long after the opponent ran out, his strength seemed to be drained halfway, and he fell to the ground, corroded and killed by the blood evil, and turned into a pool of blood.

Lin Mo saw this scene with Sister Yue's eyes this time.

After the dead dummy turned into blood, the blood rose and became a part of the surrounding blood evil.

Obviously, by constantly killing dummies, the blood evil's lethality can be continuously enhanced.

However, the blood evil posed almost no threat to existences like Lin Mo and Xin Yuan, but it was like arsenic poison to the newly born dummies.

After being contaminated, you will die within ten seconds.

And as the power of the blood demon becomes stronger and stronger, and the garden has been renovated by Lin Mo, the dummy will die faster.

This creates a vicious cycle for the dummy.

In short, from now on, no more dummies will be able to escape from here alive.

Lin Mo's goal was achieved.

"Since the donor's purpose has been achieved, please help us by doing a small favor."

It is also impolite to come and go without reciprocating.

Lin Mo also hoped that Monk Xin Yuan would help him keep an eye on the lotus pond, so he told him directly that if there was anything he needed, he would just tell him and he would help anyone he could.

"Just think of it as making friends." Lin Mo smiled.

Monk Xin Yuan was not polite to him either.

Take Lin Mo to a stone tower.

The stone pagoda is simple, more than 20 meters high, and very spectacular. There is a copper bell hanging on the eaves of each floor above. When the wind blows, it will make a tinkling sound.

In addition, there is a page of scripture affixed to each floor of the stone tower, written in Sanskrit, and it is difficult to understand what it means.

However, it seems that due to the passage of time, these pages of scriptures are somewhat worn, some are cracked, or the handwriting is blurred, and the original appearance cannot be seen.

"This pagoda is very important. With this pagoda, the Lotus Temple will be fine. If the Lianhua Temple is fine, we will be fine. On the other hand, if something happens to the pagoda, both the Lianhua Temple and us will be implicated. But now the Diamond Sutra on the pagoda

The article is worn out and needs to be rewritten and reposted.”

Lin Mo shook his head and said that he did not know Sanskrit and did not understand Buddhist scriptures.

"I didn't ask you to write, so I will write, but during this process, evil thoughts will invade me. In the past few times, my mental brother was there to help me. If I couldn't hold on, he would ring the bell to warn me, so I could recover. But this time

Second time, Junior Brother Xin Zhi also had too much time to take care of himself and was unable to help me at all."

After Monk Xin Yuan said this, Lin Mo understood.

"Do you want me to ring the bell for you?" Lin Mo asked.

"Of course!"

After saying that, Monk Xin Yuan clasped his hands together and saluted Lin Mo.

"Of course, when you ring the bell, you can't just ring it randomly. You have to observe my state. If I am attacked by the evil spirit, am unconscious and unable to write, then I can ring it. Otherwise, there is no need to ring it, and I can't ring it, otherwise

It will disturb my mood."

What the old monk means is that it won't work if you knock too early, it won't work if you knock late, and it won't even work if you don't knock.

Lin Mo nodded in agreement.

It doesn't feel like anything particularly difficult.

"Then I'll go get ready and we'll start right away."

Monk Xin Yuan obviously didn’t want to delay it any longer.

Next to this stone tower, there is an iron bell.

Lin Mo was ready, and Monk Xinyuan was also ready.

"Then I'll start copying the scriptures. Don't let anyone interfere in the process." After the instruction, Monk Xin Yuan dipped his pen in ink and started copying the Buddhist scriptures.

Lin Mo stood aside and watched.

He has the bell ringing at hand, and he can ring the iron bell when necessary.

Monk Xin Yuan successfully finished writing the first page.

He suddenly stopped waving in the middle of copying the second page, but made no other movements. He just lowered his head and held the pen, motionless.

The breath on his body is obviously different.

Lin Mo saw this scene and knew it was time.

He immediately pulled the bell's spine and then hit it hard against the iron bell.

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Chapter completed!