Lin Mo waved at them.

To be honest, Lin Mo did not intentionally impersonate "Lin Yuan" before. It was those ghost officials who knelt down on their own and took it for granted. Lin Mo never said that he was Lin Yuan.

Lin Mo knew very well that he was not Lin Yuan. Just because these simple-minded ghost officials couldn't see it didn't mean that other ghosts couldn't see it.

And Lin Mo had no interest in pretending to be someone else.

Now his idea is simple.

Find Lin Yuan, find your brother and family member, and ask him clearly.

However, he heard from the white-faced ghost official that Lin Yuan was not in the government office.

He thought, why not come back later?

The white-faced ghost official looked at Lin Mo carefully, and the respect on his face disappeared completely.

It can be estimated that this is not 'Lin Yuan'.

"Who are you?" The white-faced ghost official showed his ghostly appearance, which was quite terrifying.

Then he rushed forward a few steps.

Of course Lin Mo would not be scared by the other party. He remained unmoved and did not even blink.

"You should be able to tell that I'm Lin Yuan's brother. I came to see him and reminisce about the past. Isn't he here?"

Calm and composed.

The white-faced ghost official was obviously stunned by this calmness.

The other party said that he was Lord Lin Yuan's brother, and since they looked so similar, it might be true.

Anyway, the white-faced ghost official could see that the other party was not a fake person.

"Lord Lin Yuan went out a few days ago and has not returned yet." The white-faced ghost official put away his ghost appearance and became much more polite.

"Oh, fine. You guys go ahead and do your work. Don't worry about me." Lin Mo motioned for you to continue.

The white-faced ghost official nodded and said to the head held by the paper figurine: "In short, Lord Lin Yuan is not here, and Lord Zhang has been sleeping for a long time. The government is really powerless to do anything."

The people are in a hurry.

"I don't care. The Ghost Pavilion was built by Mr. Chunfeng. You know better than me how many horrible things are inside. If something goes wrong, the whole Ghost Town will be in trouble. No, you have to take care of this matter whether you want to or not."

The white-faced ghost official also looked worried.

"How can I care? Do you think I'm much better than you? Yes, I am better than you, but the Ghost Pavilion is too dangerous. I would be overestimating my abilities if I went there. Even if I put on all the ghost messengers, it wouldn't be enough. Anyway, I will never go there."

"What should we do? If something really goes wrong, Lord Lin Yuan will not forgive you even if he comes back." The head threatened.

The white-faced ghost official was tricked.

"Hey, the Ghost Pavilion, since it appeared, has been a place where ghosts gather. It was first suppressed by Lord Zhang, and later handed over to Lord Lin Yuan. At that time, Lord Lin Yuan entered the pavilion alone, walked through all nine floors, and dealt with all the ghost kings in the pavilion. The ghosts in it are afraid of Lord Zhang and Lord Lin Yuan, and no one else can suppress them. Hey, that's not right, didn't Lord Lin Yuan find a woman to be the center of the formation a few years ago? It stands to reason that with her around, nothing will go wrong."

The white-faced ghost official seemed to remember something and asked.

The head had a sad face at the moment: "Don't mention that woman anymore. This time the trouble happened because of her. I don't know what happened to her. When the time came, she didn't go to ring the bell to suppress the ghosts. That's why the Ghost Pavilion got into trouble. Oh, what should we do now? Otherwise, carry Master Zhang over. Even if he is asleep, he should still be a deterrent."

"If you want to die, don't drag me with you. If something goes wrong with Lord Zhang, we can't afford to die a hundred times."

"But I can't think of any solution. In fact, as long as Lord Zhang or Lord Lin Yuan goes around and rings a bell, the problem can be solved."

"That's true, but isn't Lord Lin Yuan here?"

"Why!"

The white-faced ghost official and the human-headed ghost sighed in unison.

Then they looked at each other, not knowing what they were thinking of, and then they all looked at Lin Mo who was listening to their conversation.

"Why are you looking at me?"

The white-faced ghost official did not answer immediately, but instead asked the head-headed ghost: "Is it really just to ring the bell?"

The headed ghost nodded: "Of course, hasn't it been like this all these years? At the beginning, wasn't it Master Zhang who knocked first, then Master Lin Yuan, and later, that woman. Now that woman can't be relied on. If Master Lin Yuan can go, I believe he can walk all the way to the top floor safely and ring the ghost bell!"

"The ghosts in the Ghost Pavilion will not attack Lord Lin Yuan, right?"

"Hehe, they wouldn't dare to do that even if they had a hundred guts."

"Oh, then if it was someone who looked exactly like Lord Lin Yuan, do you think they would be able to tell them apart?"

"It's possible, but unlikely. After all, who dares to stop Lord Lin Yuan?"

“That makes sense!”

The white-faced ghost official and the human-headed evil ghost spoke in unison and arranged everything.

Lin Mo is not stupid. If he didn't understand at first, but after such an obvious conversation between the two, if he still didn't understand, then he would be a fool.

He immediately waved his hands and said, "Hey, hey, hey, don't joke with me. I'm just here to look for my brother. I can't take care of other things, especially risky things."

The evil ghost with the human head held by the paper man ran over and knelt down.

"What is your name, sir?"

You’re welcome.

Lin Mo hurriedly said, "Get up quickly," and said, "I'm not an adult either. My name is Lin Mo."

"Lin Yuan, Lin Mo, they are indeed brothers." The human-headed ghost became excited. It said to Lin Mo, "My name is Chang Zhou, and I'm the little manager of the Ghost Pavilion. Actually, I'm just the gatekeeper. I usually make paper figurines, and I'm very familiar with Lord Lin Yuan."

Lin Mo nodded, and they knew each other.

"Master Lin Mo!"

"Just call me Lin Mo."

"That won't do. At the very least you have to call me Brother Lin."

"Whatever!"

"Brother Lin, you are Lord Lin Yuan's brother, so this matter must be handled by you, because if something goes wrong in the Ghost Pavilion, Lord Lin Yuan will be the one who bears the greatest responsibility. Even if it is for Lord Lin Yuan, you have to help with this."

Chang Zhou's words hit the nail on the head.

Lin Mo didn't know what to say.

Logically speaking, he couldn't be completely sure that Lin Yuan was his family member and brother, but he was basically certain that it was Lin Yuan who helped him five years ago.

Therefore, if the other party asked for it, Lin Mo would definitely do his best to do it.

Although it was not Lin Yuan who asked him for help in this matter, it was difficult for Lin Mo to refuse since Chang Zhou, the evil ghost with a human head, said so.

The white-faced ghost official next to him also reacted at this moment and hurried forward to help.

"Brother Lin, Chang Zhou is right about this matter. The Ghost Pavilion is indeed the responsibility of Lord Lin Yuan, and if there is really a mess, the entire Ghost City will suffer. No one can predict what will happen then."

The two ghosts were talking to each other and actually persuaded Lin Mo.

The latter frowned, thought about it, and asked what the situation was.

"First, let's talk about what Ghost Pavilion is."

"Let me tell you about this." Chang Zhou asked the paper man holding it to lift it up, and kept his eyes level with Lin Mo. Then he said, "To put it simply, the Ghost Pavilion is where Mr. Chunfeng imprisoned evil spirits and fierce demons. There are many evil things in it, but there is a ghost bell on the ninth floor of the Ghost Pavilion, which was also cast by Mr. Chunfeng. It must be rung once a day to suppress the ghosts. In the past few hundred years, the ghost bell was rung once a day, but today, it didn't ring."

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