Lin Mo was leaning against the fire at this moment, and the stage was burning with crackling sounds and flames shooting into the sky.

A lot of villagers had gathered around, and it was as lively as when a troupe was performing. However, at this time, everyone had resentful expressions on their faces, and looked at Lin Mo and the other two with malice.

Maybe they felt that Lin Mo burned down their favorite stage.

As expected, if there wasn't a blazing fire, they might rush up and kill people immediately.

Chen Bing and Yang Ke both knew that it was useless to say anything now, and they could only follow Lin Mo down the path to the end.

"Zhang is here, be careful, she is not a pushover!" Yang Ke saw the overwhelming resentment approaching in the distance and couldn't help but give a reminder while taking a step back.

It was completely subconscious.

Yang Ke had been here long enough, so he knew very well how terrifying the Zhang family was.

It is impossible to face the enemy head-on.

There is no way to win.

This fear is ingrained in my bones and cannot be forgotten.

After all, Chen Bing was the captain of the scout team, and at this time he couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"Lin Mo, have you ever thought about what we should do if this nightmare is the kind that cannot be communicated with? What if she attacks us regardless of everything?"

This is not just Chen Bing's unfounded worry, but something that is very likely to happen.

If Zhang cannot be communicated with, then it is impossible for her to cooperate with them to deal with the group of tomb robbers in Carpenter Zhang's house, and it is even possible that they will be killed now.

As the captain of the scout team, Chen Bing pays great attention to tactics and prepares plans for different situations. This way, no matter what happens, they have a way to deal with it.

"Don't worry, Captain Chen. I've already thought about it!"

Lin Mo made an OK gesture.

"Well, okay!" Chen Bing didn't know what to say at this time. He could only take one step at a time.

"By the way!" Lin Mo added, "If I say run later, remember to follow me closely and don't fall behind."

"ah!"

Chen Bing and Yang Ke were both stunned.

Could it be that Lin Mo's planned escape route was to escape?

This is too unreliable.

In the distance, Zhang, who was soaking wet, moved over in an instant.

Once a nightmare is targeted, it is almost impossible to get rid of it.

At close range, the resentment in Zhang's body was simply indescribable. The oppressive force was suffocating, and Chen Bing couldn't help but take a step back.

But Lin Mo remained calm.

The flames burning the stage behind him were enough to last for more than half an hour.

Zhang died by drowning in the river. As the saying goes, fire and water cannot coexist. Zhang must be afraid of fire, so there will be no problem within at least half an hour.

Even if Zhang was unable to communicate and was a crazy and bloodthirsty nightmare, she could only lie cross-legged or in bed for half an hour and had no way to deal with Lin Mo.

"Aunt Zhang!"

Lin Mo called out affectionately at this time.

It’s not a loss.

In terms of age, she lived a hundred years ago after all, and is several generations older than Lin Mo, so there is nothing wrong with calling her Aunt Zhang.

Besides, Lin Mo didn't know the other person's real name, so he had to address her by something. He couldn't call her "Ms. Zhang", which seemed too distant; nor was calling her "Carpenter Zhang's wife", which was inappropriate either.

Zhang on the opposite side didn't say anything.

With his head lowered, drops of water with a fishy smell of river water kept dripping onto the ground.

No words? It doesn't matter, Lin Mo can speak first.

"Aunt Zhang, you know Abin, right? He told me that Aunt Zhang is the most virtuous and ladylike woman in Guimen Village. Everyone in the surrounding area knows her..."

Lin Mo's tactic is to start by giving a lot of praise.

It is certain that whether it is a human or a ghost, they all like to hear nice words.

After praising for a few minutes, Lin Mo kept coming up with golden sentences, none of them were repeated.

While praising, Lin Mo was also observing carefully that Zhang's resentment had not dissipated.

She didn't act immediately because of the fire.

Lin Mo thought about it and stopped.

After all, he is a nightmare with a hundred years of cultivation, and he cannot be persuaded by just a few words.

Lin Mo knew he had to change his tactics immediately.

Then he changed the subject and started to criticize.

"Yes, everyone knows you are a good person, but don't forget that kind people are often bullied and kind horses are often ridden. Aunt Zhang, you are gentle and virtuous, but what happened to you in the end? You were framed for adultery, beaten up, and drowned in the river. It was so painful and aggrieved that you can't even die with a good reputation."

As soon as Lin Mo said this, Yang Ke wanted to rush over and cover Lin Mo's mouth.

"Are you fucking tired of living? I want to live a few more years!" Yang Ke screamed in his heart.

You are just asking for trouble and rubbing salt into other people's wounds.

Sure enough, Zhang was shaking with anger.

The frequency of water drops dripping from his body increased, and resentment all over his body condensed into black threads, entwining around him and extending to all directions along the purple soles of his feet.

When Lin Mo saw the effect, he immediately encouraged himself and kept working hard.

"Sometimes, good people are the original sin. From another perspective, they are all trash. Don't blame me for speaking frankly. I am the kind of person who speaks my mind without hiding anything."

"Let's talk about your husband first, Carpenter Zhang. He was also a good man, but in the end, he was murdered and his face was peeled off. A thief assumed his identity. Until now, we may not even know where he is buried. Isn't that tragic? I think it's not only tragic, but also stupid. Too stupid!"

"And you, since you found someone pretending to be your husband, you should hide yourself and protect yourself, so that you can contact other people and catch the evildoers. But you were exposed, and the result was that you were beaten up by the thieves, and you were blamed for it, and you were drowned in the river and lost your life. This is already miserable enough, but what's worse is that after a hundred years, you haven't succeeded in revenge. I think you... waste, really waste!"

"shut up!"

Suddenly, Zhang let out a terrifying roar.

She actually spoke!

Yang Ke was stunned.

He had never heard Zhang speak in all these years. This was the first time.

Who would have thought that she spoke because she was angry with Lin Mo.

Lin Mo was also happy.

Can talk? That means you can communicate, great.

Since swearing is so effective, just keep swearing!

"You know where your enemies are, but you don't dare to take revenge. I call you a loser, so you just accept it, right? What, Aunt Zhang, are you still not convinced? Why are you glaring at me? What kind of ability is it to be mean to me? If you have the ability, go find those tomb robbers and fight them with real weapons... If you don't dare, don't blame me for saying that."

“And more!” Lin Mo was also cursing. At this time, he pointed his finger at everyone and said, “I’m not targeting any one of you. I’m saying that everyone here is trash.”

This time, not only Aunt Zhang was shaking with anger, but many villagers were also shaking non-stop, wishing they could rush up and kill Lin Mo immediately.

Lin Mo wanted to say something, but Chen Bing couldn't help it. He came up and poked Lin Mo, whispering, "That's enough. The fire is almost out!"

"Is the fire almost out?"

Lin Mo looked back and saw that it was true.

Before he knew it, he had been cursing for half an hour.

Now the stage has been completely burned into ruins, and the flames are much smaller than before.

According to the current situation, it will weaken to a level that these nightmares will not be afraid of in a while.

When the time comes, the villagers and Aunt Zhang, who have been scolded by me, will definitely rush up to attack me.

"Okay, that's about right."

Lin Mo stretched his limbs at this time and shouted to Chen Bing and Yang Ke: "Run!"

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