As long as the tactics are used properly, there is nothing in this world that cannot be accomplished, and there is no enemy that cannot be defeated by mankind.

Such awesome words were not said by Lin Mo, but by Professor Xie from the General Administration’s Research Institute.

Although Lin Mo had never talked to Professor Xie face to face, he felt that this sentence made a lot of sense.

Take this two-dimensional ghost for example.

Invincible, right?

But as long as you figure out its weaknesses and means of attack, it will be no different from a mouse.

Especially with help, it's only a matter of time before it's trapped.

So even if this guy becomes smart, it will be useless if he doesn't play by the rules.

Paintings like the Infinite Corridor require some conception at the beginning, so it is a slow process. But as with anything else, once you become familiar with it and practice it constantly, it will become much easier to speed up and become more efficient.

Finally, Lin Mo finished drawing, not many, just a dozen or so, and together with the previous ones, it could form a wave of range attacks. And the two-dimensional ghost has a fatal flaw, it can only attack living people or nightmares, or props mixed with nightmare aura.

Other things cannot be compressed into two dimensions.

Especially paper, which is already two-dimensional.

Lin Mo grabbed a handful of paper with an infinite corridor drawn on it and stopped the two-dimensional ghost.

"You've become smart now, so let me ask you again, did you come in by yourself, or did I help you come in?" In order to draw these infinite corridors, Lin Mo wasted more than an hour.

His hands were twitching from drawing.

Naturally I feel unhappy.

There is no doubt that the two-dimensional ghost sensed the method that Lin Mo was about to use, and it was obviously a little hesitant.

Think for two seconds.

It ran backwards.

"You are like a short-legged turtle, where can you run to?" Lin Mo cursed: "It seems that you are not smart enough. If you are smart, you should come in by yourself."

Lin Mo handed the stack of pills to the Flying Head and asked the other party to bite it.

"Don't drool, and don't bite the paper." After giving this warning, Lin Mo patted the big head and said, "Go."

The flying human head immediately flew up and chased after the two-dimensional ghost, then threw a piece of paper with an infinite corridor drawn on it above it.

This time, Lin Mo painted both the front and back sides.

The advantage is that no matter which side touches the other side, the two-dimensional ghost can be locked in.

It was like a high-dimensional attack, with nowhere to hide.

The papers were like falling leaves all over the sky. When all the papers fell to the ground, the two-dimensional ghost disappeared.

Lin Mo immediately ran over and picked up the papers on the ground one by one to check. After confirming the one that sealed the two-dimensional ghost, he first carefully checked whether there was any problem, and finally put it away carefully.

"It's done!"

This series of operations made the other nightmares shudder with fear. Even such a terrifying nightmare as the two-dimensional ghost was played around by Lin Mo.

How do they fight with others?

The belly-headed man wiped the sweat off his forehead with his hand and whispered to the headless boy and the scarecrow beside him: "Fortunately, we are on the same team with him."

…

The matter of Xiyu Temple was settled.

Lin Mo's revenge was successful.

But just like what is said in those movies and novels, the wine of revenge is not sweet, but bitter.

Because even if all the inner demons of Xiyu Temple were suppressed by Cheng Huaer, Lin Mo did not feel the slightest happiness, and Old Man Wang could not be resurrected.

Of course, for Lin Mo, this is a wake-up call.

That is, if you want to survive in the nightmare world, you must have enough trump cards.

Old Man Wang was quite capable, his paper figurine technique was very unique, and the opponent who was copied by him was basically doomed to fail. But Old Man Wang's weakness was also obvious, that was he only knew the paper figurine technique.

Especially his own "defense" ability, which is very poor. If he encounters a strong opponent and the opponent strikes first, he will be finished.

If Old Man Wang also made some curse sequences to enhance his survivability, even if he was defeated, at least he could save his life.

But Dad said that a person's curse sequence is limited.

There are only sixteen spots.

Once it’s full, you can’t add more.

So how to choose a curse is very important. Lin Mo now has eight curses, so he still has room for growth.

All the Nightmares, except for Lao Bai who refused to cooperate and directly hid in the toilet, all the others agreed with Lin Mo's point of view.

The conference went smoothly.

Gained a lot.

"The meeting is adjourned!"

Lin Mo waved his hand, and the nightmares disappeared. Dandan's mother walked at the end, wanting to say something but stopping herself. But in the end, she leaned over with her head in her hands and whispered, "You're right, but you're too nagging!"

Having said that, he slipped away.

"I'm worried that something might happen to you." Lin Mo shouted.

The incident with Old Man Wang dealt a heavy blow to Lin Mo.

Having been in contact with these nightmares in Lvyuan Community for a long time, Lin Mo naturally didn't want anything to happen to them, so he said a little too much just now.

But he denies being accused of nagging.

Early the next morning, Lin Mo took Fatty and drove alone to navigate to Xiyu Temple.

Lin Mo wanted to go and see this place.

The place where Xiyu Temple is located is relatively secluded. Because they are members of the Hidden Gate lineage, Master Miaozhu and his companions consider themselves to be true practitioners.

It is different from those people who are "deceivers and stealing fame" nowadays.

Lin Mo wanted to visit this hidden Xiyu Temple in person and help Master Miaozhu and the others collect the bodies.

Although this matter can be done by just making a phone call, Lin Mo just wants to go and take a look.

Mainly because I feel depressed and want to go out and relax. I heard that the scenery over at Xiyu Mountain is very beautiful.

As a result, on the way, Lin Mo heard from the radio that the Xishui Temple had been discovered. The radio said that it was discovered by a few college students who liked to wander around and explore the mountains. They had been to Xishui Temple before, so this time they brought freshmen to play.

Who would have thought that if I didn't appreciate the scenery well, I would be so frightened.

The most interesting thing is that they went there at dusk yesterday and originally planned to stay overnight in the temple because the monks inside were very kind and easy to talk to. They would not let them spend the night outside and also provided vegetarian meals.

Although the broadcast did not describe what happened in detail, one can imagine that it must have been quite "exciting" that evening.

After all, all the monks in the temple were dead.

And he died from his inner demons.

In that scene, those who are timid may not even have enough diapers to urinate.

There was very little content on the broadcast, so Lin Mo called the General Administration directly to find out the situation.

Because of this kind of large-scale mysterious death incident, regulations now require it to be reported to the local security bureau as soon as possible, and the security bureau will assess whether it is related to the nightmare world.

After a while, the lineman from the headquarters called back and said that the matter was classified as extremely confidential and non-relevant personnel were not allowed to disclose the situation.

Lin Mo didn't say much to the operator who had no real authority. He hung up the phone and called Chen Bing.

Chen Bing is the captain of the scout team. He has a high rank and knows a lot.

It turned out that the other party didn't know anything about Xiyu Temple.

"It's okay. Wait a moment. I'll help you find out." Chen Bing obviously didn't take it seriously. Ten minutes later, the phone rang and Lin Mo picked up the phone: "Captain, what's going on?"

Chen Bing's tone was not very good on the phone.

"This matter is indeed troublesome. They didn't even tell me. Lin Mo, you also know that the Security Bureau has a large structure. Although everyone is united in dealing with the nightmare crisis, even people on the same boat are divided into factions. Since we are not allowed to get involved in this matter, let's not get involved and enjoy peace and quiet."

Faction?

Lin Mo became very curious, so of course he kept asking.

Chen Bing didn't say anything at first, but couldn't stand Lin Mo's nagging, so he finally said: "Have you heard of the Hidden Sect?"

“I’ve heard a little bit about it!” Lin Mo’s heart moved.

"You really know that? That's right, you and Shen He have been on two missions together. Did he tell you that?"

"Uh, almost... Wait a minute, Shen He is from the Hidden Sect?"

“…”

"Captain, please say something."

"I don't care where you heard it from. I tell you, the Hidden Sect is very powerful in the General Administration. This time they are putting pressure on others to prevent them from interfering in the affairs of the Xiyu Temple. So listen to my advice and don't get involved. Be obedient."

"Is the Hidden Gate lineage so great?" Lin Mo expressed his dissatisfaction.

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