Lin Mo is the kind of person who always asks questions when he doesn't understand something.

"Black Sheep Mansion, the evil ghost shrine?"

Monk Xinyuan thought for a moment and said, "I don't know about this, but according to what you said, what the gray-robed monk did does seem to be the method used by our Lotus Temple."

Lin Mo also saw through this so-called method, which was to sacrifice themselves and use their bodies to seal the evil spirit.

Killing one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred of your own.

It could also be the other way around.

"I have a junior fellow apprentice, his Dharma name is Xin Nian. He went out to seal demons a long time ago and has not been found since then. He looks very similar to me, so you should be talking about him."

After that, he asked Lin Mo for some details. Thus, the possibility that the old monk who sealed half of the evil ghost in the Black Sheep Mansion was the monk of Xinnian was more than 99%.

Tell the truth.

What the Lotus Temple has done is still very admirable.

As for why they were in this painting, Monk Xinyuan said that the real Lotus Temple had been destroyed in the war, and these monks had died for the temple. Fortunately, the predecessors in the temple at that time painted and opened up the painting world, which gave them such a place to live in the nightmare world.

In this way, the evil demons that were previously sealed away will not escape.

Otherwise, if the painting is destroyed, the evil spirits that have been sealed away for hundreds of years will surge out, and then there will definitely be a huge chaos.

After further communication, it turned out that Lotus Temple was indeed an inheritance of the Hidden Sect.

Knowing that Lin Mo was also a descendant of the 'Lin Family' of the Hidden Sect, Monk Xinyuan became noticeably more enthusiastic.

"Just now, my Junior Brother Xinzhi saw you were going to burn the painting, so he tried to stop you. He had no ill intentions. As for what he said just now, that the Lotus Temple is in trouble now, it is not a lie."

Lin Mo asked what trouble he had encountered.

"It's a long story, so why don't you go into the temple and see for yourself. But be careful when you enter the temple. Hundreds of years of resentment have accumulated here, and it has formed a blood evil. Those who don't have strong concentration and a firm mind will be corroded by the blood evil and die without a complete body."

Entering the painting world?

Okay.

Lin Mo is now followed by Sister Yue, and is also holding Dou Dou, with his paper figurine book in his backpack.

He alone is equivalent to a nightmare army.

What is there to be afraid of?

If the big monk really has bad intentions, then these monks will only seek their own death.

As for the blood evil that Monk Xinyuan mentioned, Lin Mo didn't pay much attention to it.

He's been to scarier places than this.

At this moment, Lin Mo stepped into the world of this painting.

Sister Yue did not disappear, but followed beside them, looking around curiously. Doudou did not care about the surroundings, but just passively held hands and ate the candy with relish.

At this time, several figures ran over from a distance, trying to jump out of the painting.

Monk Xinyuan took a look and did not stop him.

He didn't stop it, but Lin Mo couldn't just stand there and watch.

Because these figures are clearly several dummies, just like the mannequins in a clothing store.

Lin Mo didn't need to do anything, as several ghosts had already pinned the dummies to the ground.

Surprisingly, these dummies were very weak and they were easily suppressed. Moreover, these dummies did not resist. After falling to the ground, they were quickly corroded by the blood around them and slowly turned into a pool of human-shaped blood.

The air here is filled with blood, which should be the blood evil that the monk mentioned. The resentment is so strong that it has formed a blood mist that is as real as reality. If contaminated by the blood mist, weak nightmares or living people will be corroded.

"Buddha is merciful. These wooden and wax figures have also developed a trace of intelligence. However, they are too weak. If they are delayed here for a moment, they will be corroded and melted by resentment. So we will not interfere. If they can escape, it is their good fortune. If they cannot escape, it is their fate."

Lin Mo frowned.

He does not agree with this argument.

No matter how weak the fake person is, it is still evil.

Because the other party's nature is to copy humans, kill them, and replace them.

Like what Monk Xinyuan said, humans and fake humans should be regarded as the same kind of creatures, just as humans generally do not interfere with the killing between other animals in nature.

From a human perspective, this is not right.

But if you look at it from a higher level, there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with it.

But Lin Mo is still a human being, so he would never agree with the monk's idea.

Of course, there is another possibility, that is, Monk Xinyuan did not know that these fake people would go out and harm people.

When asked carefully, the other party really didn't know.

They just thought that the wooden and wax figures crawling out of the lotus pond were also living beings, so they did not interfere, but let them be free. Just as the other party said, those who could run away would run away, and those who could not run away would not be rescued.

"Take me to the lotus pond first."

Lin Mo came this time to solve the problem of the source of the dummies here.

So now his priority is to do this.

Monk Xinyuan did not refuse and led Lin Mo forward. After a while, they saw an entrance. When they stepped into it, it felt like they were in a garden.

There is a pond in the middle of the garden.

"This is the lotus pond." said Monk Xinyuan.

Lin Mo took a closer look and just happened to see a few dummies crawling out of the pool.

As a result, they were all kicked back by Lin Mo one by one.

After just a moment's delay, the dummy was corroded by the blood evil and completely melted.

Obviously, from the moment they climb out of the pond, they cannot waste even a second. They must immediately run through the garden, outside, find the exit of the painting and jump out.

The success rate should be 50%.

Lin Mo squatted down and took a look, then asked Master Xinyuan what was under the pool.

There must be something.

Otherwise, where did these dummies come from?

Master Xinyuan said there is a ghost door below.

"Copper?"

“Yes!”

Lin Mo understood.

Master Xinyuan said that the ghost gate below was sealed by their master back then, using a formation, so it is definitely impossible to get out of the ghost gate, but the possibility of a gap cannot be ruled out.

In all likelihood, the dummy came out from the gap.

Lin Mo looked at the garden and found two exits.

The entrance they came in from was the closest to the exit of the painting world and was a straight line. There was another exit about thirty meters away on the opposite side.

Lin Mo took out the paper man book and said to Monk Xinyuan, "Master, the feng shui of your garden is not good. It can neither gather wealth nor blessings. Let me help you redecorate it."

"furnish?"

Monk Xinyuan didn't react at once.

Throw it away.

Two strong paper monsters appeared.

The thing this paper monster is best at is strength.

"You two, go block that exit over there for me."

Lin Mo gave an order.

The two paper figures said "Don't worry" one and "Just wait and see" the other, then ran over, carried the rockery and strange stones over, dismantled the pavilion into wooden materials, and moved them over too. Soon they had blocked the exit over there.

The wall was so solid that even mice couldn't get out.

"Not bad, not bad!" Lin Mo was very satisfied with this project. The two paper figures were also ecstatic after receiving the praise.

After taking back the paper figure, Lin Mo looked at Monk Xinyuan again. As expected, the latter was stunned and it took him a long time to recover.

"Master, you see, there is only one entrance and exit on the east side. This way, it is like a big pocket. Fortune and luck can only flow in but not out. Only in this way can everything go smoothly and be auspicious!"

Lin Mo said something evasive.

Monk Xinyuan had no choice but to chant the Buddha's name.

He is not stupid.

What a bullshit big pocket that gathers wealth and fortune, isn't it just to block the way of the wooden man and the wax man?

But it’s not completely blocked, the purpose is to force them to take a detour.

In the previous distance, the wooden and wax figures had a 50% chance of running out. After this renovation, I'm afraid that not a single dummy will be able to run out in the future.

They all died on the way.

Monk Xinyuan wanted to say something, but Lin Mo had already told him that these dummies would harm ordinary people after they got out. If one was released, someone outside would die.

If we continue to use the argument that all beings are equal, it is obviously untenable.

Besides, the other party also gave face to the Lotus Temple and did not directly confront them and ask them to interfere with the escape of these wooden and wax figures. Instead, they used such a compromise method.

If you are still entangled, it means you are confused and don't know the depth or importance.

Monk Xinyuan naturally understood this principle.

So he said nothing.

Lin Mo deliberately waited for a while, and soon, another dummy climbed out of the pool and immediately ran towards the only exit over there.

This time Lin Mo did not stop him.

Just as we watched, the other party had just run out for a short while when he seemed to have lost all his strength halfway through and fell to the ground. He was corroded and killed by the blood evil and turned into a pool of blood.

This time, Lin Mo saw this scene through Sister Yue's eyes.

After the dead dummy turned into blood, the blood rose and became part of the surrounding blood evil.

Obviously, the continuous death of dummies can continuously enhance the lethality of the blood evil.

However, the blood evil poses almost no threat to beings like Lin Mo and Xin Yuan, but it is like arsenic poison to the newly born dummy.

Once infected, death will occur within a dozen seconds.

Moreover, as the power of the blood evil grows stronger, coupled with the garden that has been "renovated" by Lin Mo, the dummy will die faster.

This creates a vicious cycle for the dummies.

In short, from now on, no dummy will be able to escape from here alive.

Lin Mo's goal was achieved.

"Now that the donor's goal has been achieved, please help us with a small favor."

It is impolite not to reciprocate.

Lin Mo was still counting on Monk Xinyuan to help him keep an eye on the lotus pond, so he told him directly that if there was anything, just say it and he would definitely help if he could.

"Just think of it as making friends." Lin Mo said with a smile.

Monk Xinyuan was not polite to him either.

Take Lin Mo to a stone tower.

The stone tower is simple and quaint, more than 20 meters high, and very spectacular. On the top of each floor, there is a copper bell hanging, which makes a tinkling sound when the wind blows.

In addition, there is a page of scriptures written in Sanskrit on each floor of the stone tower, and it is difficult to understand what it means.

However, it seems that due to the passage of time, the pages of scriptures are a little worn. Some have been torn, or the handwriting is blurred and it is impossible to recognize the original appearance.

"This pagoda is very important. With this pagoda, the Lotus Temple will be safe. If the Lotus Temple is safe, we will be safe. Conversely, if something happens to the pagoda, both the Lotus Temple and us will be implicated. But now the Diamond Sutra on the pagoda is too old to be used. It needs to be rewritten and re-pasted."

Lin Mo shook his head and said that he didn't know Sanskrit, let alone Buddhist scriptures.

"I didn't ask you to write it, so I will write it. However, during this process, I will be disturbed by evil thoughts. In the past few times, Junior Brother Xinzhi was there to help me. If I couldn't hold on, he would ring the bell to warn me, and I could recover. But this time, Junior Brother Xinzhi was also busy with his own affairs and was unable to help me at all."

After Monk Xinyuan finished speaking, Lin Mo understood.

"You want me to help you ring the bell?" Lin Mo asked.

"Yes!"

After saying this, Monk Xinyuan clasped his hands together and bowed to Lin Mo.

"Of course, you can't ring the bell randomly. You have to observe my condition. If I am invaded by evil spirits and I am unconscious and unable to write, then you can ring it. Other than that, you don't need to ring it, and you can't ring it, otherwise it will disturb my mood."

What the old monk meant was that knocking too early would not work, knocking too late would not work, and not knocking at all would not work.

Lin Mo nodded in agreement.

It doesn't feel like anything particularly difficult.

"Then I'll go get ready and we'll start right away."

Monk Xinyuan obviously didn't want to delay any longer.

Next to this stone tower, there is an iron bell.

Lin Mo was ready, and Monk Xinyuan was also ready.

"Then I will start copying the scriptures. No one is allowed to disturb you during this process." After giving the instructions, Monk Xinyuan picked up his pen, dipped it in ink, and began copying the Buddhist scriptures.

Lin Mo stood aside and watched.

The bell hammer was at his hand, and he could ring the iron bell when necessary.

Monk Xinyuan successfully finished writing the first page.

When he was halfway through copying the second page, he suddenly stopped waving his hands, but did not make any other movements. He just kept his head down, holding the pen, motionless.

The aura on his body is obviously different.

When Lin Mo saw this scene, he knew it was time.

He immediately pulled the bell shank and then slammed it heavily onto the iron bell.

There are too many trivial things, resulting in a late update. Please forgive me!

(End of this chapter)