What would the ghosts in the Ghost Pavilion think if the ghost bell that should be rung every day didn't ring? It certainly wouldn't be fear.

It could be a surprise.

Chang Zhou didn't know what the ghosts in the Ghost Pavilion were thinking.

Chang Zhou is the gatekeeper of Ghost Pavilion, and he is extremely terrified.

"When I was young, I did evil things. I was a bandit, murderer, and arsonist. But later I was caught by the government. I was sentenced to beheading. I still remember the hustle and bustle of Caishikou back then. People around were laughing and cursing. It was so lively. The knife used by the executioner was so bright that it was blinding. It was also Mr. Chunfeng who passed by. After seeing me, he asked me if I was willing to atone for my sins. I was about to die at that time, so I came to my senses and nodded and said yes. Later, Mr. Chunfeng put a talisman on my forehead, so although my head was chopped off, I could still live in this underworld."

"From then on, I followed Master Chunfeng. I learned whatever he asked me to learn. I had no complaints when he asked me to guard the gate. Before he left, he told me that Ghost Pavilion must not be changed. I have received a great favor from him, so I will never watch Ghost Pavilion get into trouble."

Chang Zhou, who was held by a paper man with only a head left, was now telling his past stories.

Lin Mo frowned as he listened.

This guy just talked about his past, and it was obvious that he was showing off.

But what he said was the true feeling.

However, although there were some meaningless words mixed in, Lin Mo figured out the specific situation.

To put it simply, there is a ghost pavilion inside the ghost town.

The Ghost Pavilion is very scary. There are many evil ghosts imprisoned in it, and they are all old ghosts from Mr. Chunfeng’s era.

In order to suppress them, there is not only a Ghost Pavilion, but also a Ghost Bell.

The ghost bell must be struck once a day to suppress the ghosts.

If you don't knock it for one day, something might go wrong.

If we don't knock on it within two days, there will definitely be a big mess.

If it is not knocked for three days, it will be a disaster.

The first person to ring the bell was Mr. Chunfeng himself, then it was Mr. Zhang from the Ghost Town government, then it was Lin Yuan, and in recent years, it has been replaced by a woman.

This time, the woman didn't ring the bell for some reason, which caused the trouble.

What we need to do now is to go to the Ghost Pavilion and ring the bell.

Let’s calm down the restless ghosts in the ghost pavilion first.

Then go and ask the woman what's going on.

The white-faced ghost official said he didn't dare to go, and the human-headed ghost Chang Zhou said he didn't dare to go either.

They asked Lin Mo to impersonate Lin Yuan and ring the bell.

It's that simple.

Lin Mo had actually been persuaded by these two, mainly because it was Lin Yuan's business and Lin Mo wanted to help.

But we can’t help for nothing.

Lin Yuan might be his own brother, there is no problem with that, but the White-faced Ghost Official and Chang Zhou will have to pay a price and must give some benefits.

"I have nothing in my sleeves." The white-faced ghost official shook his sleeves, indicating that he was extremely poor and had nothing to offer.

"I don't care. I can help you, but I can't help you for free. You two have to show some appreciation." Lin Mo looked like he was going to stay there if there wasn't some benefit.

When the white-faced ghost official saw this situation, he thought for a moment and said, "Why not lend you Lord Lin Yuan's official seal?"

"That's a really good thing. In addition to the official seal, I will lend you a set of official uniforms."

Lin Mo listened and sneered.

Just say that if you let me impersonate my brother Lin Yuan, you must give me this outfit, is this a benefit? The white-faced ghost official looked helpless: "I am really poor."

Lin Mo didn't want to pay attention to it.

His gaze shifted to Chang Zhou.

The latter is also crying poor.

"I'm just a gatekeeper, poorer than it." Chang Zhou asked the paper man to point at the white-faced ghost official, indicating that he was not as good as the other.

Lin Mo knew that these two guys probably didn't have anything valuable and couldn't take it out.

The white-faced ghost official doesn't care.

Chang Zhou has something that Lin Mo wants.

Lin Mo walked over, looked left and right at the paper figure holding Chang Zhou's head, and even pinched it.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Mo's behavior made Chang Zhou feel uneasy.

Lin Mo no longer hid anything at this moment.

"Your skill in making origami figures is quite good!"

Complimented.

The subtext is that I'm interested in this.

Chang Zhou is not stupid either.

"My paper figurine technique must be passed on to Mr. Chunfeng, and must not be passed on to outsiders lightly."

This stuff is actually served.

Lin Mo just sneered and said nothing.

Chang Zhou saw that the other party was not buying it, so he could only change the subject.

"If you want to learn, I can teach you, but I don't have time right now. I have to go ring the bell first."

"Okay, just agree to it."

Lin Mo’s goal was achieved.

He also had some basic knowledge of the art of paper figurines. When he mentioned the art of paper figurines, he thought of the old man Wang. There were not many people that Lin Mo admired and respected from the bottom of his heart, and Old Man Wang was one of them.

Moreover, Old Man Wang taught me everything he knew without keeping anything to himself.

The two are friends regardless of age.

The other party was willing to teach, and Lin Mo was willing to learn, but no one expected that Lin Mo would learn the splits by himself, and the paper figurine technique he learned was different from the one taught by Old Man Wang.

But it's a good thing.

The disciple is better than the master.

Many times in the past, dangers were averted by relying on the art of making paper figures.

But he only learned a little bit of the art of making paper figures and had no chance to further study. This time when he met Chang Zhou, Lin Mo saw that he was good at making paper figures, so he wanted to study him.

Later, Lin Mo learned that in addition to being the gatekeeper at Ghost Pavilion, Chang Zhou also opened a paper figurine-making shop in Ghost Town and became a small boss.

At the funeral that Lin Mo saw before, the paper figurines playing musical instruments and singing at the door were Chang Zhou's masterpiece.

This is also a craftsman.

And he learned it from Mr. Chunfeng, so it must be extraordinary.

This needs to be learned.

But the most important thing now was to ring the bell.

The white-faced ghost official went back to get the official uniform and seal. Lin Mo took a look at the official uniform. It was just a tattered piece of clothing. There was nothing special about it. It looked funny on the boat, so Lin Mo didn't want to wear it.

At most, you have to take the official seal and wear the official hat.

To be on the safe side, Lin Mo took out a few red balloons from a cardboard box hidden in the alley and tied them around his waist.

These two guys made the Ghost Pavilion sound so weird, so Lin Mo had to take precautions.

Although Lin Mo is now more powerful and has the curse of the undead to protect himself, it is always good to have an extra layer of protection.

It’s just that Lin Mo’s look is so cool now.

He wore a black gauze hat, and a sinister official seal was pinned to his waist with a red rope. He also had a strange brick hammer on his waist, and five red balloons were tied to his back. The balloons were fluttering and looked very bright.

"We're ready. Let's go."

On the way, Lin Mo carefully inquired about the location of the ghost bell, how to ring it, and the situation inside the ghost pavilion.

"Normally, you walk in, cross the courtyard, enter the attic, climb the wooden ladder, and go up to the ninth floor. In a hall at the top of the attic, there is a large black iron bell hanging. There is a striker. Just shake the traction rope and ring the bell. It's very simple."

After Chang Zhou finished his story, Lin Mo asked, this is under normal circumstances, what about under abnormal circumstances?

"I don't know about that. Under abnormal circumstances, anything outrageous could happen in the Ghost Pavilion, so we have to adapt to the situation."

Lin Mo felt that Chang Zhou was not very reliable.

"It's my first time there, and I need a guide."

Lin Mo glanced at Chang Zhou.

The latter also glanced at Lin Mo.

"Why are you looking at me? I've never been inside. I'm a gatekeeper and a disabled person. You don't want me to be your guide, do you?"

There didn't sound anything wrong with what Chang Zhou said.

Lin Mo looked at the white-faced ghost official again.

"Look, I'm useless. I haven't been there either, and I'm timid. Not only can I not help you, I might even hinder you."

These two guys definitely can't be relied upon.

Lin Mo said, just find someone who has been to the Ghost Pavilion to be your guide.

"No, that place is extremely dangerous. Only Lord Zhang and Lord Lin Yuan have been there before. Later, that woman lived there permanently. Apart from them, who would go there for no reason?"

Lin Mo was completely speechless this time.

After all, he was the only one who went in this time.

"In the past, Lord Lin Yuan always went in alone. If there were more people this time, the ghosts in the Ghost Pavilion might get suspicious. If you go in alone, as long as you put on airs, the ghosts won't have time to hide from you, and they won't take the initiative to cause trouble."

Lin Mo thought about it and realized that this was the case.

After all, he was using Lin Yuan's name this time, so he had to pretend to be more convincing.

At this time, Lin Mo asked again about the "woman" who had been ringing the bell for Lin Yuan in recent years.

Because Chang Zhou said that if there was a chance, he would see what was wrong with that woman and why she didn't ring the bell.

"What's that woman's name?" Lin Mo asked the basics first.

Chang Zhou shook his head and said he didn’t know.

"How old?"

"have no idea!"

"Fat or thin?"

"have no idea!"

Lin Mo asked him if he had seen that woman. Chang Zhou shook his head and said that he had not seen her. He just heard Lord Lin Yuan say so a few years ago, saying that the matter of ringing the bell would be handed over to that woman in the future.

So no matter who they were, they all called the current bell ringer 'that woman'.

Lin Mo also laughed.

"Don't count on me for this. I don't even know the woman's situation. I wouldn't be able to recognize her even if I saw her. Anyway, I'm only responsible for ringing the bell once. You should figure out other things on your own."

Lin Mo felt like he was on a pirate ship, but now he couldn't get off.

As I said, we are helping our own brothers, so even if we know we are being cheated, we have no choice but to go.

As we were talking, we arrived at the place.

There is a huge courtyard in front, with high walls and a big gate, which is very grand.

It can be described as a garden-style mansion.

In the center of the stacked courtyards, there is a loft dozens of meters high. The huge building is hidden in the darkness in the distance, and only a small part of it can be seen.

It doesn't look like a loft, but more like a monster.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and the copper bells hanging on the eaves extending from the attic in the distance made a tinkling sound. The sound was crisp, but after listening to it for a long time, it made me feel uncomfortable, as if something was squeezing my heart and making me feel extremely depressed.

"Where to enter?" Lin Mo asked.

Chang Zhou pointed to a big door in front and ran over quickly holding its paper figure.

Lin Mo followed and took a look. He saw a small room next to it. It was just one room and was cluttered with all kinds of paper figures. There were several people standing at the door.

There are also groups performing various musical instruments and singing.

It can be seen that Chang Zhou usually lives in this small house.

To it, this small house is not small. After all, Chang Zhou is just a human head. How much area can a human head occupy? It is already a mansion.

"Brother Lin, I'll leave it to you this time. It's past the time for ringing the bell today. If the bell doesn't ring the next time, something will happen in the Ghost Pavilion."

"You just need to move forward and don't talk to any ghosts, then they will think you are Lord Lin Yuan."

Lin Mo asked, "White-faced ghost official, how did you figure that out just now?"

The white-faced ghost official said, "Just looking at your appearance and even your aura, you are the same as Lord Lin Yuan. However, you don't have any official seal or official seal on you. Besides, Lord Lin Yuan and I have been together for a long time, so I can tell a little. But the ghosts in the Ghost Pavilion rarely see Lord Lin Yuan, and Lord Lin Yuan hasn't been there in the past few years, so it is unlikely that they can tell anything."

This is also the most important part of the bell ringing plan.

What the two were betting on was that the ghosts in the Ghost Pavilion couldn't tell that Lin Mo was a fake. In this way, ringing the bell would be much easier because no one would dare to stop Lord Lin Yuan.

"Okay, got it."

Lin Mo knew that it was useless to ask more questions now.

After entering, you can only improvise.

He is good at keeping quiet and putting on airs.

Now he walked towards the door.

Later, the white-faced ghost official and Chang Zhou both bowed to Lin Mo.

Lin Mo approached the gate and the pitch-black gate opened automatically. The gate was made of iron and was carved with several evil ghosts guarding the gate. The images were vivid and looked like the real ones.

When he got closer, one of the ghost sculptures on top actually turned its head and looked at Lin Mo.

Lin Mo wanted to glare at him, but he remembered that he was impersonating Lin Yuan. It was said that Lin Yuan was a very serious person and never smiled, so he ignored the relief on the iron gate and walked in.

There is a huge Feng Shui wall inside with paintings and words on it.

Lin Mo didn't understand.

The writing is weird and unrecognizable.

Walk in, through one door, and then another.

After walking through the big courtyard and the small courtyard, I found a very narrow corridor near the front of the Ghost Pavilion. There were high walls on both sides, and behind the high walls there were ghost shadows.

Lin Mo looked up and found a head on the edge of the wall.

There are heads on the wall, either because the person is tall or standing on a high platform, or for other reasons, such as having their heads chopped off.

Lin Mo was curious, so he took a closer look. This time he saw clearly that these heads were all growing on the trees behind.

Other trees bear fruits, but this tree is unique and bears human heads.

This is rare.

I have never seen this kind of tree before.

When those heads saw Lin Mo and felt the aura of the official hat and seal, they closed their eyes in fear.

Too lazy to deal with these things, Lin Mo looked ahead and saw a bloody wooden door.

Blood was still oozing out of the wooden door.

However, this level of horror scene is simply child's play for Lin Mo.

He walked over and pushed the door open.

There is a garden inside.

Behind the garden is the entrance to the Ghost Pavilion.

Let’s talk about this garden first. It looks very clean.

There are flowers, grass, pavilions, water and fish.

Rockeries, flowing water, exotic flowers and trees.

Now here comes the fun part.

Take the flowers and plants on both sides for example. There are large flowers that look beautiful and blooming, but if you look closely, you will find that in the center of the flower is a human face.

And the soil beneath the grass and trees was filled with human heads.

The grass and trees grew out of the eye sockets, mouths and nostrils of these human heads. This was not the scariest thing. The scariest thing was that these human heads covered with grass and trees were actually still "alive".

In other words, these ghosts still maintain their original appearance. One can imagine how painful and uncomfortable it must be with grass growing in their mouths and noses and blood in their eye sockets.

Lin Mo looked at it in amazement.

"Whose garden is this? It's very beautifully arranged."

At this time, Lin Mo's nose moved.

He smelled a scent.

Very strange floral scent.

Mixed with some resentment and hatred.

Walking to the pavilion in front, Lin Mo saw a lot of odds and ends scattered on the round stone table, as well as some threads of different colors.

It's the kind of thread used for sewing clothes.

Lin Mo picked it up and smelled it.

The fragrance remains on this thread, as well as resentment and hatred.

In addition, there are some human skin, ears, noses and other organs, which seem to have been cut off with scissors.

At this moment, a strange scene popped up in Lin Mo's mind.

It seems that there was once a person here who trimmed the organs of ghosts and then used needle and thread to sew out things he liked.

"Sewing is usually done by women. Chang Zhou said that the person who rang the bell in recent years was a woman. Could it be that this thing was left behind by this woman?"

Lin Mo is just guessing.

I don’t know if it’s different from the actual situation.

But these were just minor incidents for Lin Mo.

What he had to do was enter the Ghost Pavilion, go up to the ninth floor, and ring the bell.

Walking along this pavilion and through the pavilion corridor, you will reach the entrance to the Ghost Pavilion. At this moment, the entrance door is open, and the wind blows from nowhere, making the door panels sway and creak continuously.

Gusts of cold wind blew out from inside, mixed with all kinds of strange smells.

Lin Mo had never seen such a complex smell.

It's like a hodgepodge, and a bad, rotten hodgepodge at that.

You know what, this ghost pavilion is quite famous.

Chang Zhou said that this place was built by Mr. Chunfeng specifically to imprison old ghosts.

It is said that there are countless ghosts inside.

Perhaps only Mr. Chunfeng knows the exact number.

Lin Mo was very curious. Ghosts can obviously be killed, so why didn't Mr. Chunfeng kill all the evil ghosts back then? Why did he keep them?

Let’s go in and take a look first.

Lin Mo looked at the door for a while, didn't find anything wrong, so he stepped in.

At that moment, it felt like I had entered another world from one world.

The original sound of the wind outside, the sound of the wind blowing through the grass, and the friction of branches all disappeared, and the place was suddenly filled with silence, just like the moment you sit in a luxury car with excellent sound insulation and close the door.

Lin Mo looked back.

"I just knew it was like this."

He cursed.

Because at this moment, there is no door behind me. Behind me, there is a dark wall.

However, Lin Mo had anticipated this. Chang Zhou had never been here, so he didn't know. The White-Faced Ghost Official had never been here, so he didn't know either. So he let it go for now and agreed to ring the bell. At least this thing had to be done first.

Lin Mo had a stern face at this moment, and started to walk forward with an air of dignity.

The attic is luxuriously decorated.

There are sixteen pillars, each one is beautifully carved, with a long corridor in front, rooms on the left and right, and a staircase that seems to be in the front.

Lin Mo walked along the corridor. When he passed the first room, he felt something was staring at him. Lin Mo glanced sideways.

In a room, I saw a woman dressed in ancient clothes combing her hair in front of a mirror.

At the woman's feet, a fat boy wearing a copper lock and a bellyband was staring at her with a pair of dark eyes.

And that woman is not a good person either.

She was so excited about combing her hair that she took her own hair off, held it in her arms, and began to comb it carefully.

Perhaps she felt Lin Mo's gaze, the woman turned the head in her hand away, revealing a pair of bloody holes.

It's Friday, everyone, have a nice weekend, and by the way, ask for monthly tickets. Let's get all the aunts and uncles, cousins, and brothers to watch nightmares together, that would be so exciting! 　　 　 (End of this chapter)