He even knew that there were a few wolves hiding in the forest.

But this time, Lin Mo found something wrong.

It seemed that all the wolves in the forest had disappeared.

Maybe he's hiding.

Lin Mo didn't care. He walked up the mountain road and arrived at the small area of ​​houses in Shangwang Village.

The yard of Old Man Wang's house remained the same, and Lin Mo shouted at the door.

"Lao Wang, I'm here to see you. Are you home?"

While shouting, Lin Mo pushed the door open.

He knew that Old Man Wang usually didn't lock the door.

If the old man was there, Lin Mo would go and chat with him directly. If he was not there, it didn't matter, he could just sit in the yard and wait for a while.

The main reason was that Lin Mo knew that Old Man Wang had nowhere to go.

When he pushed the door open, Lin Mo saw Old Man Wang sitting on a stone bench in the yard drinking tea with someone else.

Ever since Lin Mo brought the fire over last time, Old Man Wang could not only smoke his pipe, but he could also make a fire to boil water and make tea.

Life is really good these days.

"Xiao Lin, you're back?" Old Man Wang smiled when he saw Lin Mo.

They are close friends regardless of age difference. Although there is a sixty-year age difference between them, they have similar personalities and can chat with each other.

"Come, sit down." Old Man Wang made way for Lin Mo on a bench and sat on the stone platform in front of the house.

Lin Mo glanced at the person sitting opposite him and sat down with curiosity.

"Let me introduce you. This is Master Miaozhu from Xiyu Temple." Old Man Wang took the initiative to speak when he saw Lin Mo's eyes.

Monk?

Mage?

Lin Mo felt that this thing was very far away from modern life, and it was not common to see such monks.

So I couldn't help but take a few more glances.

He was indeed a monk with a bald head, wearing grey clothes, carrying a cloth bag across his body, and a string of shiny Buddhist beads around his neck. He looked at people with drooped eyelids and seemed to always have a smile on his face.

Master Miaozhu did not say anything, but nodded slightly at Lin Mo as a greeting.

"His name is Lin Mo, and he's my good friend."

After Old Man Wang finished speaking, the great monk stood up and said, "Mr. Wang, please agree to what I just said. I will not disturb you anymore and will go back to Xiyu Temple to wait for you."

Then he performed a Buddhist ritual and turned to leave.

The monk walked very quickly. He was at the door one second and disappeared the next.

"Why are there still nightmares of monk type?"

Lin Mo asked curiously at this time.

The monk just now had no breath of a living person. His obsession was so strong that I had never seen before. It was a typical nightmare.

But it was different from the obsession-type nightmares Lin Mo had seen before.

Unlike the old Chinese doctor and the delivery boy Wei Dong, who are nightmares that exist because of obsession, they basically can't remember anything that happened in the past and don't have any wisdom.

The monk just now obviously looked like a normal person, and even had a bit of the aura of a high monk.

"What nightmare? I was visualizing Buddha." said Old Man Wang.

"Buddha?" Lin Mo obviously didn't believe it.

"Almost. Don't disbelieve me. This Master Miaozhu is much older than me. You know I work in funerals, dealing with the dead. One year I collected a drowned body, and I fell ill that night. I know that this was caused by something unclean. People in my line of work have ways to protect themselves, but that time, it didn't work. In the end, I invited Master Miaozhu to come and chant sutras all night, and it resolved the problem."

When talking about the past, Old Man Wang sighed a little, and there was gratitude on his face.

“Is it that mysterious?” Lin Mo +1 in disbelief.

"Believe it or not, I'm telling you, when I was tricked, I was still young, only 41 years old. At that time, Master Miaozhu was already 80 years old."

This time Lin Mo was surprised.

Old man Wang is forty, and others are eighty. According to Old man Wang’s current age, he is eighty-nine, and adding the seven years he has passed away, he is ninety-six.

Doesn’t this mean that Master Miaozhu is over 130 years old?

Is this a joke? The problem is that the monk just now looked to be in his 40s or 50s, not like a centenarian at all.

"When did he die... no, pass away?"

Lin Mo knew that the death of such a monk was called nirvana, so he asked.

"More than a month ago." Old Man Wang calculated.

That's definitely impossible!

Lin Mo definitely expressed his doubts.

However, there is no need to continue arguing with Old Man Wang about this matter, because no one can convince anyone else.

Let’s not talk about the big monk next. Lin Mo drank tea and chatted with Old Man Wang about recent events.

"Me? I don't have anything else to do. I'm just folding paper figures here. It's pretty leisurely. Occasionally, a few people come to make trouble, but I yell at them and they run away."

The 'troublemaker' that Old Man Wang mentioned was the nightmare that was wandering over.

But under normal circumstances, those nightmares are no match for Lao Wang.

Even the head of the headless nightmare had been cut off by Lao Wang.

As long as you are touched by the paper man, your life or death will be in the hands of Lao Wang.

This is also what makes Lao Wang so awesome.

We talked about Lin Mo's experience again and briefly explained it. Old Man Wang was also fascinated by it.

"So interesting? Then I should go out for a walk, and can't stay in this valley all the time." Old Man Wang slapped his thigh and said, "Okay, I'll go to Xiyu Temple tomorrow, and help Master Miaozhu."

Lin Mo wanted to ask what it was, but seeing that Old Man Wang had no intention of continuing, he thought that maybe the monk had some unspeakable addiction that he couldn't explain.

Asked this question himself, Old Man Wang didn't know what to say.

Then I won’t ask.

"That's great. Lin Mo, I have a favor to ask of you. Are you free these days?" Old man Wang asked.

"Yes, tell me." Lin Mo was also surprised. Old Man Wang was not the kind of person who would ask for help.

"I'm going to Xiyu Temple tomorrow, and I may need to be gone for two or three days. If you have time during these few days, come here and help me check. It's mainly those neighbors who will come here after they fall asleep. They can't see me and must be scared. I have cleared out all the wolves here, but I'm also afraid of nightmares from outside. If you see any, just help me clear them out."

Lin Mo nodded: "This is a simple matter. Even if I am not free, I can arrange for the younger brother from last time to come over."

The 'little brother' he refers to is the headless nightmare.

"Okay, that guy is pretty powerful, but you have to warn him not to let it scare the children." The children that Old Man Wang was talking about were two little kids from his neighbors' home.

This is settled.

Old Man Wang didn't mention what they were going to do at Xiyu Temple, and Lin Mo tactfully didn't ask.

After chatting for a while, Lin Mo said goodbye and left.

Time flies.

The next night, Lin Mo fell asleep. He first walked around the Green Garden Community and had a good chat with Little Red Skirt and the others.

As a result, Lin Mo tricked out a few more red balloons.

Only with the red balloon did Lin Mo feel at ease.

Go to Building 5 and call the headless brother, and prepare to go to Old Man Wang.

As a result, the belly-headed man who lived with the headless younger brother also expressed his desire to go after hearing this.

"Okay, both of you come together."

The third update is here! 　　 　 (End of this chapter)