He knew the meaning, but after experiencing it personally at this moment, Lin Mo had a deeper understanding of this sentence.

I have to say that the wisdom of the ancients was extraordinary.

In just one sentence, you can express the scene, situation, mood and emotion.

amazing.

Quite remarkable.

Lin Mo was deeply touched at this moment.

When he heard the sigh coming from the dark room, he turned and ran without saying a word.

But since the other party had the intention to kill, how could he let Lin Mo run away like that? It was like a person suddenly ran into a murder scene and made eye contact with the murderer. How could the other party let you go?

A truth.

After running just two steps, Lin Mo felt a gust of wind behind him. Something grabbed his collar and threw him back to the yard with incredible force.

Just throw it in.

Just like throwing sandbags.

How much strength does that take? Lin Mo was thinking about this question as he fell to the ground.

At least five times, no, six or seven times the strength of a normal adult male.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to throw yourself out like a sandbag.

It hurt so much when I fell.

Lin Mo almost fainted.

But Lin Mo knew that he couldn't faint. If he did, he would be dead and there would be no chance of turning the situation around.

Lin Mo immediately stood up from the ground and took a look.

There was a person standing at the door.

This man is not tall, only about 1.6 meters. A man with this height is considered "useless" in modern society. Of course, it doesn't mean that being short is really useless, but he will suffer in choosing a spouse and needs to make up for it with other strengths (wealth).

However, in Lin Mo's opinion, a man of this size would definitely be at a disadvantage compared to himself, at least in a fight.

But if nothing unexpected happens, the one who just threw himself out like a sandbag was this guy.

A man about 1.6 meters tall.

As a result, the other party's seemingly short stature actually appeared very tall at this moment, making Lin Mo feel extremely dangerous.

And the next second, with the help of moonlight, Lin Mo saw it clearly.

This man is a corpse.

Zombies!

Lin Mo immediately thought of this possibility.

Because this is a corpse-raising ground, and the short man looks exactly like a zombie, with stiff and bloodless skin, and a strong smell of corpses all over his body.

And their strength far exceeds that of ordinary people.

The dwarf zombie walked over stiffly at this moment.

right.

By walking.

Not jumping.

This discovery also surprised Lin Mo. He talked about this with Uncle Jiu, who said that the ancient zombies were jumping because their knees had hardened and were difficult to bend.

But if the person has just died, the knees can still soften and the person can walk.

However, it is extremely difficult to turn the body of a newly dead person into a zombie.

It's a bit like forcing things to happen.

It is impossible for ordinary people to succeed in forcing things to grow faster than they actually can; only experts can do it.

And Lin Mo also discovered a detail.

The lime on the ground was mixed with glass.

My arms and knees were scratched and bleeding.

The corpses are kept on lime ground and the negative energy is gathered on glass. This is definitely a place for refining corpses arranged by a master.

Now that I have caught him, how could the mastermind behind this place let me go?

He must be silenced.

The zombies are already here.

Only two or three steps away from Lin Mo.

Lin Mo used this short period of time to think about the causes and consequences and the next tactics.

He is definitely not the kind of person who sits back and waits for death.

First of all, although this 1.6-meter-tall zombie is not tall, his strength is six or seven times that of an ordinary adult male, which is beyond the ability of Lin Mo to contend with at present.

It's okay to have a shotgun in your hand, but fighting such a monster with bare hands is simply seeking death.

So you can't fight zombies.

Lin Mo chose the people in the house as his target.

The one who made zombies.

This is the target you should be dealing with.

First of all, the other party must be a living person.

Secondly, to be able to refine corpses requires a lot of knowledge in this area, and with such a large house, it is definitely impossible for a young man to do it.

It must be someone of advanced age.

It’s good to be older.

He is weak and his legs and feet are not flexible, so he is easy to be bullied.

At this moment, Lin Mo can only do this kind of work of bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

Thinking of this, Lin Mo seized the opportunity, kicked his legs suddenly, and kicked the calves of the zombie coming towards him.

Lin Mo used all his strength.

If a normal person gets hit like this, if he's unlucky, both of his calves will be broken.

But the zombies are definitely fine.

Lin Mo didn't expect to hurt the zombie. What he wanted was to kick it down temporarily and use the force to rush towards the house.

Let's launch a surprise attack and capture the leader first.

As long as he can control the person in the room, he can turn defeat into victory.

This is Lin Mo’s tactic.

At this moment, Lin Mo kicked the zombie to the ground with a shovel kick, but the soles of Lin Mo's feet were also hurt by the shock, as if he had not kicked human legs, but two steel bars.

Using the momentum, he rolled over, stood up, and rushed towards the house.

Next comes the time to bully the elderly, the weak and the sick.

The opponent is cruel, and Lin Mo is not a pushover either. If he is forced into a corner, he will kill him directly. There is no need to be polite to the enemy, especially such a cruel and evil enemy.

Lin Mo had already thought about it. If the other party didn't know what was good for him, he would just twist his neck.

Anyway, he has learned the true skills of twisting the neck from Lao Bai and his brother, and knows from what angle and with what force he can easily break a person's neck.

This is all based on experience.

There are even rules for how to twist it with both hands and how many ways to twist it, and how to twist it with one hand.

In the words of my brother, if you love what you do, you have to study it.

This is what professionalism is.

In a flash, Lin Mo rushed into the house.

Then, I was dumbfounded.

There is no light in the room.

But because the moonlight was good, we could see roughly what it was.

Right in this room, there is a person sitting.

He should be the culprit. He is about the same age as Lin Mo estimated before. He is old, probably in his sixties, not tall, and one of the weak and disabled.

It feels easy to control.

But the problem is that Lin Mo had overlooked one point before.

A very important point is whether the other party has bodyguards.

Generally, the old, weak, and disabled people know that they are old, weak, and disabled, and will definitely strengthen the defense around them. This person is the same. Behind him, there stands a tall and strong man.

Look at the corpse smell all over his body, he is also a zombie.

This one is obviously much more powerful than the short guy outside.

Even the short Lin Mo couldn't do it, let alone this burly zombie.

The old man on the chair had a sinister and cunning look on his face, and he just stared at Lin Mo with a smile on his face.

Lin Mo knew that if he rushed forward he would die.

Because it's impossible to beat that burly zombie.

But if you do nothing, you will die too.

Zombies, this is the root of the problem.

If I had known this earlier, I should have borrowed a few corpse-suppressing talismans from Uncle Jiu. As long as the talisman is pasted on the zombie's forehead, it can suppress the zombie in most cases.

Unfortunately, Lin Mo didn't take it out.

There is no medicine for regret in this world.

Lin Mo also thought that even if he had a corpse-suppressing talisman, he might not have the chance to use it when facing two zombies and an old bastard at the same time.

Even if I can subdue one, the other will tear me apart.

What's more, there is that old guy.

Therefore, unless you can overwhelm the opponent in strength, in this situation, you have no chance of winning alone even with the corpse-suppressing talisman.

Lin Mo stopped.

He gave up his plan to behead the other party.

Because it doesn't work.

We have to think of another way quickly.

Escape? Impossible.

The retreat route has been blocked by short zombies. It can be said that the current situation is like there are wolves in front and tigers behind.

Extremely dangerous.

I can't win by fighting.

This is simply giving away lives.

There’s no other way, just use your mouth.

Lin Mo laughed and shouted, "No one can move."

The posture seemed to indicate that everything was under control.

But it's clear that in the eyes of some people, this is pure bravado.

"Kill him!"

The old man on the chair said calmly.

Damn, the bluff didn’t work! Lin Mo was a little anxious.

But after all, he had seen the world and experienced many storms. At this moment, his brows jumped and he said, "If I were you, I would run away quickly because Uncle Jiu would be here soon."

There is no other way but to bring up Uncle Jiu to bluff the other party.

See if you can bluff him.

If you can't bluff, just give up. Twenty years later, you can still be a hero.

What else can I do!

Lin Mo had no idea either.

Hearing the words "Uncle Jiu", the other party was indeed a little afraid and stopped the zombie that was about to come over.

"You let me escape because you think I can't kill Uncle Jiu?" the old man asked with a smile.

He could see that, although the old man looked very arrogant, he was still wary of Uncle Jiu.

Just be cautious.

"I think you can do it. When Uncle Jiu comes later, you can compete with him." Lin Mo said with a smile.

This time the old man was very surprised. He looked Lin Mo up and down and said, "People like you are very strange."

"You are clearly going to die, but I don't see any fear from you. Are you not afraid at all?"

This may be the reason why the old man did not kill him for the time being.

Lin Mo felt that the other party didn't believe his lies at all. In other words, Uncle Jiu's lies did not fool the other party at all.

The old man opposite is also a fox.

Not easy to cheat.

The other party did not take action because he saw that Lin Mo's reaction was strange.

Completely different from normal people.

Seeing zombies, don't be afraid.

I am not afraid even though I am about to die.

That kind of fearlessness is not pretending to be calm, nor is it a kind of rage and madness caused by fear.

It's the simplest and most common kind of fearlessness.

The old man is also well-informed. He has lived for most of his life and boasts that there is nothing rare in the world that he has not seen.

But this situation today was the first time he had seen it.

So I became curious.

Lin Mo also noticed it and smiled.

Then he didn't know what he saw, he was stunned at first, and then laughed even louder.

Like a mentally ill person.

Because Lin Mo saw his paper crane.

Special paper crane.

You have to know that he followed this paper crane all the way here, and it ended up being a journey of getting killed.

To be honest, Lin Mo felt that the paper crane he made after studying the Sanqing Book for two days was extremely lethal. Unfortunately, this lethality was only for himself.

Just now, he thought that this paper crane might be a failed work.

But the next moment, he saw the paper crane that had been missing for a while.

At this moment, the paper crane was actually on the head of the tall zombie behind the old man opposite.

Zombies don't feel anything at all.

If it were just this, Lin Mo wouldn't laugh.

He laughed because he saw the paper crane turned into something like flowing water and seeped into the zombie's scalp.

Apparently, this is a new feature of the paper crane.

As for what will happen next, Lin Mo is full of anticipation.

He felt that the paper crane must not have done this because it had nothing to do.

Lin Mo had a guess as to what would happen.

It may turn the zombie into blood directly, or it may freeze it.

Same as the corpse-suppressing talisman.

The more direct and what Lin Mo hopes to happen most is to control this zombie.

I don’t know if God heard what Lin Mo was thinking, but just a few seconds later, Lin Mo suddenly had an extremely strange feeling.

He saw that the zombie's originally lifeless and cold eyes moved and looked at him.

There was no malice in that look.

It seemed to send a signal to Lin Mo.

This immediately reminded Lin Mo of the scene where he and the paper crane looked at each other.

This look is exactly the same as that of the paper crane.

In an instant, Lin Mo understood.

Gate got to the essence.

Paper Crane, controls this tall zombie.

Oh my god!

When Lin Mo thought of this, he couldn't help laughing.

Laughed even louder.

This is the same feeling as getting a straight flush.

Very cool.

In Lin Mo's mind, the situation was reversed.

But the old man opposite didn't know, so he was very curious, thinking, could this guy really be a psycho?

If someone is crazy, it’s better to kill him directly.

It just so happened that the corpse could be put to use. He buried it directly in the yard and continued to refine the corpse.

The old man has nearly fifty years of experience in corpse refining.

Definitely an expert among experts.

After discovering that the person on the other side might be a psychopath, the old man decided to take ruthless action.

From beginning to end, he only hesitated for a dozen seconds.

In his opinion, this little bit of hesitation was harmless, and when it was time to take ruthless action, he would never hesitate.

"Kill him!"

The old man gave the order immediately.

But the one who gave orders almost at the same time as the old man was Lin Mo.

"Kill him!"

What Lin Mo said was exactly the same as what the old man said.

The old man smiled.

He felt that the other person was really a psychopath, a lunatic who didn't know what was going on.

But the next moment, he felt something was wrong.

A pair of cold hands grabbed his head and neck from behind. Just as he was stunned, a huge torque came, and then he felt his vision turned 180 degrees.

He didn't move, but he saw the world behind him.

Severe pain and fear came at the same time, but they could not keep up with the speed of darkness.

The old man didn't even understand what was going on, and he fell into absolute darkness amidst fear and helplessness.

It was the tall zombie behind him who killed him.

At this time, Lin Mo was avoiding the attack of the short zombie.

The tall zombie immediately pounced over and pinned the short zombie to the ground.

Click, click, click!

The neck, legs and one arm were all broken.

As zombies, it is obvious that tall people have an advantage over short people. There is no way around it. Size determines strength, and strength determines victory or defeat.

Of course, even if the neck and limbs are broken, the zombie will not die.

Lin Mo didn't have a peach wood sword in his hand, but he had talisman paper.

He took out a piece of paper, bit his finger, and drew a corpse-suppressing talisman on the paper.

This thing is relatively simple, and is a very common talisman in Maoshan magic. Of course, if you want to draw it well and make it effective, you can't just copy it.

That requires long hours of practice, concentration, and mental focus.

Uncle Jiu said that if one has good talent, it would take about three to five years to complete the painting.

An effective talisman and an invalid one cannot be told from the outside. This is a special state, which is why there are so many scammers in this world.

Lin Mo hadn't practiced much.

No, he never practiced it at all.

But at this moment, he was very confident.

His confidence comes from the paper crane and from his understanding of the Three Pure Ones Book.

Anyway, after writing with blood, Lin Mo directly pasted the talisman on the short zombie's forehead.

In an instant, the restless zombies calmed down.

It was like a violent chainsaw that was suddenly unplugged.

There was a new corpse and a zombie suppressed by a talisman in the room.

And Lin Mo, from being at an absolute disadvantage to turning the tide and defeating the opponent, only took a few seconds.

It is these few seconds that decide who lives and who dies.

Looking at the old man's body, Lin Mo sighed and said, "We don't even know your name, why are you in such a hurry? If you're not so anxious, I won't be so anxious to kill you."

Lin Mo guessed that this old man must have a great background. Apart from other things, his ability to control zombies was something that no one else had.

Even Uncle Nine might not do that.

At the very least, Uncle Jiu has to stick a talisman on the zombie's forehead to control the zombie's actions, but that's just to help them get on the road or something. It's probably a bit far-fetched to want the zombie to kill and rob.

It's not his specialty.

Lin Mo began to search the body.

Some things were found from the old man's body.

There are silver dollars.

This thing is useful too.

There is also a stack of talisman paper.

He was actually a Taoist priest? The old man was wearing a ring on his finger.

Very weird.

It was made of wood and wrapped with silver wire.

It's just silk thread made of silver wrapped around it, it's very exquisite and covered with patina.

Holding it in the hand, there is a chill.

This ring is not simple.

There's nothing on the body, so let's search the house.

I found a lot of good things in the house.

A lot of gold, silver and treasures.

There was also a diary. When I opened it, it was almost full of content about refining and controlling corpses.

Lin Mo began to read.

By the time he finished reading it, he had a basic understanding of the old man's background and life, as well as his methods.

The old man is indeed a Taoist.

However, Lin Mo had never heard of this faction, it was called the 'Corpse Immortal Sect'.

The name is quite appropriate for what the other party does.

This is definitely a derivative of the movie world, because Lin Mo has never heard of or seen this Corpse Immortal Sect in any movie in this series.

It should belong to the evil branch of Taoism.

What he is good at is refining and controlling corpses.

The other party has a special method, and it is systematic. According to the contents of the diary, there are very few people who practice this method, and it has only been passed down for three generations.

The methods are also passed down orally. I guess because they go against natural ethics and the way of heaven, people don't dare to write them down for fear of being seen by others and suffering retribution.

But this old man is a talented person, he is good at summarizing and refining, and he also likes to write diaries, so the diary in Lin Mo's hand can be seen as an encyclopedia of corpse refining and controlling.