He was inexplicably brought to this remote place, inexplicably became a wanted criminal, and was falsely accused of being the murderer of Lao Zhao and Deputy Director Jiang.

This is what makes Lin Mo most sad.

Based on the relationship between him and Lao Zhao, there is absolutely no way he would take action against Lao Zhao.

However, Lin Mo vowed to get to the bottom of this matter.

We must not let Lao Zhao and his men die in vain.

He was driving a car, but within five minutes he hit two people. As Lin Mo got out of the car, he wondered why he had to stand on the road in such a big place.

That really shows no sense of security at all.

But there is no other way. No matter what it hit, I have to go down and take a look.

In the van.

Liu Dao moved his palms at this time.

He is recovering quickly and feels good now. Although he cannot move his body around yet, it should not be a problem for him to move his arms.

Liu Dao grinned grimly and with a cruel look on his face, he pulled out a knife from his waist.

He made this knife himself.

The blade has a barbed tip and is extremely sharp. His favorite thing is to use this knife to torture his prey, listen to the opponent's wailing, and enjoy the feast of flesh and blood. Every time, he can experience a kind of joy from it, a kind of happiness that cannot be experienced anywhere else.

That’s right, Liu Dao kills others just for fun.

Sometimes, he would even do something like role-playing, pretending to come into contact with the victim, slowly getting familiar with him, and then suddenly taking action at the appropriate time.

He liked the other person's expression of surprise, disbelief, despair, fear and pain the most.

He had originally planned to do the same this time.

But the other party actually dared to hit him.

Liu Dao decided to just take action. Now that he had recovered a lot, he would take action when the other party came back.

Holding the knife, Liu Dao had already begun planning where to strike first.

Just as I was thinking about it, the car door next to me was opened with a bang.

This scared Liu Dao.

How did the back door open? What was the other party going to do? Subconsciously, he hid the knife behind him. Liu Dao looked over and saw that the driver was holding a bloody person and stuffing him in.

"Have you recovered? That's great. Give me a hand. Yes, pick someone up. Come on, don't just stand there."

Lin Mo greeted Liu Dao immediately when he saw him.

After a while, the back row seemed a bit crowded.

Because there is one more person.

The man was hit badly and his neck seemed to be broken, but he was not dead.

It was because he was not dead that Lin Mo took the other person into the car.

After all, I was the one who caused the accident, and it would be bad to just leave the person on the road to fend for himself.

Of course, for Lin Mo, there is no such thing as people or nightmares in his eyes, and the boundary between the two is no longer so important to him.

Because they are all weak.

For example, the one brought up this time, Lin Mo could tell at a glance that it was a nightmare, probably a murderer, but at this moment he was hit half to death.

Put it in the car first.

In addition to the fact that Lin Mo felt a little embarrassed, it was also because these were the "locals" he had found with great difficulty, and he needed to understand the situation here.

Since we can’t find normal living people, the same applies to looking for nightmares.

After finishing, Lin Mo looked at the bloody intestine on the ground.

It flows out from the other person's stomach.

The collision was so hard that my stomach was torn open.

Lin Mo squatted down, picked up the intestines, and stuffed them all into Liu Dao.

"Help him hold it for a while, or help put it back."

“…”

Liu Dao held the intestines in his hands, speechless for a moment.

Lin Mo had already rushed into the cab and continued driving.

Liu Dao noticed at this time that he seemed to have seen the person who was stuffed into the car afterwards.

Almost everyone in this area knows this terrifying murderer.

The other party is called a 'mad dog'. It doesn't need any weapons, its sharp claws are the best weapons. Liu Dao has seen mad dogs eat people, it is really horrible and bloody.

Especially mad dogs have extremely strong physiques, like lions and tigers, and normal people have no way to fight against them.

But at this moment the mad dog was hit hard, and it seemed that several of its teeth had fallen out and its limbs were broken, but it was still a long way from death.

In the circle of killers around, Mad Dog is at the top.

Anyway, Liu Dao is nothing compared to others.

Feeling the mad dog's eyes staring at him, Liu Dao's scalp went numb, and he hurriedly called out "Brother Dog" respectfully in a low voice.

"I'm going to eat this driver alive!"

Mad Dog said.

He and Liu Dao were really different. Liu Dao pretended to stop the car and deliberately hurt people. But Mad Dog was not like that. He was just lying on the road to rest, and was hit directly.

Who can I go to for justice?

There hasn't been a single car passing by this road for several months. Normally, the mad dog would lie here to rest, but I didn't expect it to be hit by this bastard today.

"Put my intestines back in!" Mad Dog ordered, and Liu Dao hurriedly stuffed his intestines in.

Lin Mo was still driving.

This time he learned his lesson and started driving seriously, while achieving his original goal, which was to gather information.

"You two look like you know each other?"

Lin Mo started talking.

Looking at Liu Dao and Mad Dog in the rearview mirror, they seem to be getting along quite well. They help each other and even whisper to each other. They must know each other.

Neither of them paid any attention to Lin Mo, only responding with fierce and vicious looks.

Obviously, as soon as he recovers, he will kill this hateful driver.

Lin Mo didn't care about it at all.

He continued the conversation: "What are your names, both of you?"

The mad dog gritted his teeth and said nothing. He was recovering his strength and would eat the driver soon. Mainly because the mad dog had no habit of talking to food.

Liu Dao sneered: "When you have time, you should worry about yourself."

After listening to this, Lin Mo said that it would be better for you to be honest.

"I don't have a very good temper. I'm being so polite mainly because I bumped into you by accident. I suggest you just answer whatever you ask. That's the wisest way. After all, I'm not in a very good mood right now and I get irritated easily..."

"I'm pissing you off, you idiot..." Liu Dao started cursing and took out a knife while speaking. He was going to hit the other person on the back of the neck.

As a result, Lin Mo saw something in the middle of the road ahead and immediately slammed on the brakes.

Liu Dao's forehead hit the back of the seat in front of him, and the knife in his hand accidentally stabbed the mad dog's thigh. That was not enough, a section of the intestine that had just been stuffed in was pulled out again.

The mad dog howled in pain and its eyes almost popped out.

The car stopped.

Lin Mo looked at the figure in the middle of the road ahead and frowned.

"Why do people in your area like to stroll on the road? This guy is riding a tricycle in the middle of the road. He has no manners at all."

Lin Mo turned around and said to Liu Dao and Mad Dog.

One of them was dizzy from the collision, and the other was speechless from the pain.

There was no choice, Lin Mo opened the door and walked down.

But when he saw clearly the figure riding the tricycle in the middle of the road, his pupils shrank.

"Oh no, how did I run into this thing? This is trouble."

Obviously know.

At this time, the mad dog's arms recovered with a crackling sound. He hurriedly pushed his intestines into his stomach, groaning in pain. When he heard Liu Dao's words, he also looked up.

His expression changed as well.

Then his face turned grim.

"It looks like I won't be able to take revenge myself."

"Yeah, there's no way I can kill that bastard driver myself." Liu Dao also gritted his teeth.

"I know you. Your name is Liu Dao, right?" asked Mad Dog.

Liu Dao nodded.

"Help me get out of here, and you'll follow me from now on. That bastard won't be able to come back alive if he goes to provoke the tricycle rider. Let's get out quickly and don't get implicated."

"Okay." Liu Dao agreed without saying a word.

In their place, all kinds of strange legends are circulating.

Liu Dao is now also a part of many strange legends.

This is also something he has always been proud of.

Mad Dog is higher level than him in Weird Tales.

But 'Man on a Tricycle' is even scarier.

This is the most bizarre thing in this area.

Even if you meet a mad dog, you have to walk around it and never dare to provoke it.

It was because of this that they were absolutely sure that the bastard driver was dead. He was so ignorant that when he saw the man on a tricycle, he not only did he not run away, but he actually got off the car to check.

If this wasn't courting death, what was this? If they provoked the man on the tricycle, they would definitely die. There was no doubt about that. Moreover, they had to leave this place as soon as possible, otherwise, they would definitely be implicated.

But both of them were seriously injured and had not yet recovered, so after struggling for a while, neither of them could go down.

At this moment, they suddenly found that the surroundings were eerily quiet. They looked up and were frightened.

Outside the car, the man riding the tricycle was staring at them through the glass.

The man on the tricycle was wearing a dirty and torn camouflage uniform, the kind that migrant workers at construction sites like to wear. He was wearing a safety helmet, his face was terribly pale, and his eyes were ferocious.

"It's bad!" Liu Dao's scalp tingled. "The driver must have been killed. The man on the tricycle is still angry and is targeting us."

Mad Dog nodded: "It seems so."

Now he has begun to think about how to avoid being killed by the man on the tricycle.

But there seems to be no solution.

As a result, at this moment, the man riding the tricycle was slapped on the head by someone.

"What are you doing here? Get in the car."

A voice broke the terrifying silence.

The man riding the tricycle no longer had the ferocity and terror he had just shown. He was submissive, nodding and bowing, and obediently opened the car door and sat in the passenger seat.

Lin Mo came around, opened the driver's door and got in.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the car was a little unusual.

"At first I thought this place was deserted, but I didn't expect there were so many people and it was quite lively. In just a short while, the car was full."

Lin Mo started the car and said with a smile as he drove.

The man on the tricycle smiled and nodded, saying, "Yes, yes, then my tricycle..."

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Lin Mo frowned. "Didn't we agree on this just now? You get in the car first and show me the way, and have a chat. When I get to the place, I'll give you the car, and you can drive back, right? By the way, take them with you on the way back. I accidentally bumped into them on the road."

The man riding the tricycle turned around and glanced at Mad Dog and Liu Dao with a cold look. The two immediately became as obedient as kindergarten kids.

His eyes are like knives.

After looking away, the man on the tricycle smiled apologetically: "What do you want to ask?"

"Are you familiar with Dakunshan?"

"Uh..." The man on the tricycle hesitated, not knowing whether to say familiar or unfamiliar. Lin Mo slapped him in the face.

"If you are familiar with me, just say you are familiar with me. If you are not familiar with me, just say you are not familiar with me. What are you talking about? Didn't I just tell you to answer the questions truthfully? But remember, if you dare to lie to me..."

"I understand, I understand, I'm familiar with it. What do you want to ask?" said the man riding the tricycle, covering his face.

"Are there any strange things in Dakun Mountain?" Lin Mo asked.

"There are so many weird things in that place. What exactly do you mean?"

"I don't know either. Please tell me one by one."

"OK."

The man on the tricycle began to speak.

His attitude was extremely respectful, as if he was afraid of accidentally upsetting the driver and getting slapped again.

As for Liu Dao and Mad Dog in the back row, their calves, which had just recovered, were cramped and they dared not even make a sound.

The mad dog who had been so arrogant before now lowered his head, and because of nervousness, his fingers kept rubbing his own intestines.

Liu Dao secretly used his foot to slowly kick the knife he had just thrown on the floor into the gap under the seat.

Neither of them wanted to think about anything now.

What revenge.

What a brutal killing of the driver.

No, as long as they can get off the bus, they will be thankful.

They really want to say, please let us get off the bus.

But I dare not say it.

I was afraid of disturbing the conversation between the driver and the man riding the tricycle.

They now have a deep understanding of what it means to be sitting on pins and needles, to have a thorn in one's back, or to have something stuck in one's throat.

The man on the tricycle has said a lot.

He basically said everything he knew.

"Anything else?" Lin Mo asked.

"This..." The man on the tricycle was sweating and suddenly thought of something. He pointed at Liu Dao and Mad Dog in the back seat and said, "They must know about this too. We can ask them to provide more information."

God knows what Liu Dao and Feng Gou were cursing at the tricycle man in their hearts at this moment. Anyway, all the female relatives of the man three generations up were cursed.

"Okay, then you two talk." Lin Mo said without even turning his head.

He had to concentrate on driving.

But even if he didn't look back, just the back of his head was enough to put Liu Dao and Mad Dog under tremendous pressure.

The two people began to speak in a rush.

They really poured out everything they knew and reminded each other, just like a brainstorming session.

"I heard that there is a ghost village on Dakun Mountain. No one who enters it can come out alive."

"I heard that there is a ghost hunter over there, wandering around, killing people when he sees them, and killing ghosts when he sees them!"

“…”

"I heard that there is a heavenly palace on the mountain, and there are gods inside..."

Hearing this, Lin Mo's eyelids jumped.

"Wait a minute, tell me this in detail."

(End of this chapter)