Other things may be coincidences, but Lin Mo thinks it is unlikely.
Lin Mo is a person who always asks questions when he doesn't understand.
"Black Sheep Mansion, Evil Ghost Shrine?"
Monk Xin Yuan thought for a while and said, "I don't know about this, but according to what you said, what the monk in gray did seems to be the method of our Lotus Temple."
Lin Mo also saw this so-called method, which was to sacrifice themselves to seal away the evil spirits with their bodies.
If you kill one thousand enemies, you will lose eight hundred.
It could also be the other way around.
"I have a junior brother named Xin Nian. He went out to banish demons a long time ago and has not returned. He has disappeared since then. His appearance is very similar to mine. It should be him you are talking about."
Afterwards, I asked Lin Mo about some details. As a result, the possibility that the old monk who sealed the half-body evil spirit in the Black Sheep Mansion was Monk Xin Nian has exceeded 99%.
Tell the truth.
What this Lotus Temple has done is still very admirable.
As for why they were in this painting, Monk Xin Yuan said that the real Lotus Temple had been destroyed by the war, and they, the monks, also died in the temple. Fortunately, the seniors in the temple painted paintings at that time and opened up the painting world, which allowed them to
There is such a place to live in the nightmare world.
In this way, none of the previously banned evil spirits will escape.
Otherwise, if this painting is destroyed, the evil spirits that have been banned for hundreds of years will surge out, and big trouble will inevitably be caused.
After further communication, it turns out that Lotus Temple also belongs to the Yinmen lineage.
Knowing that Lin Mo was also a descendant of the 'Lin family' of the Hidden Sect, Monk Xin Yuan became obviously more enthusiastic.
"Just now, my junior brother Zhizhi saw you trying to burn the paintings, so he stopped you. He had no ill intentions. As for what he said just now, that Lotus Temple is in trouble now, it's not a lie."
Lin Mo asked what trouble he had encountered.
"It's a long story. It's better to know it at a glance when the donor enters the temple. However, you have to be careful when entering the temple. Hundreds of years of grievances have accumulated here, which has formed a blood evil, weak concentration, and weak mind.
, will be corroded by the blood evil, and the body will not be intact after death."
Entering the world of painting?
That’s fine.
Lin Mo is now followed by Sister Yue, who is also holding Dou Dou, and has his paper book in his backpack.
He alone is equivalent to an army of nightmares.
What is there to fear?
If the great monk really has evil intentions, then these monks can only seek their own death.
As for the blood evil monk Xin Yuan said, Lin Mo didn't pay much attention to it.
He has been to places scarier than here.
Now Lin Mo stepped into the world of this painting.
Sister Yue did not disappear, but followed beside her, looking around curiously. Doudou didn't care about her surroundings, she just passively held hands and ate sweets with relish.
At this time, several figures ran over from a distance, trying to jump out of the painting.
Monk Xin Yuan took a look but did not stop him.
He didn't stop him, but Lin Mo couldn't just watch.
Because these figures are clearly several dummies, like mannequins in a clothing store.
Lin Mo didn't need to take action, several ghost figures had already taken action and pinned the dummies to the ground.
Surprisingly, these dummies were very weak and it was easy to suppress them. Moreover, these dummies did not resist. After falling to the ground, they were quickly eroded by the blood around them and slowly turned into a pool of human-shaped blood.
The air here is filled with blood. It should be the blood evil that the great monk said. The resentment is so strong that it has formed like a real blood mist. If it is contaminated by the blood mist, weak nightmares or living people will be corroded.
"My Buddha has mercy. These wooden and wax figures have also been born with a trace of spiritual intelligence. However, they are too weak. If they are delayed here for a little while, they will be corroded and melted by resentment. So we will not interfere. They can escape. It's them
If you can't escape, it's fate."
Lin Mo frowned.
He did not agree with this argument.
No matter how weak the dummy is, it is still evil.
Because the other party's nature is to copy humans, kill them, and replace them.
For example, what Monk Xin Yuan said is that humans and dummies are regarded as the same kind of creatures, just like humans generally do not interfere with the killings between other animals in nature.
From a human perspective, this is wrong.
But if you look at it from a higher level, there seems to be nothing wrong with it.
But Lin Mo is still a human being, so he can never agree with the concept of a great monk.
Of course, there is another possibility that even Monk Xinyuan doesn’t know that these dummies will go out to harm people.
After asking carefully, the other party really didn’t know.
I just thought that the wooden and wax figures crawling out of the lotus pond were also living beings, so I didn't interfere, but let them go freely. Just like what the other party said, those who can run out can run out. If they can't run out, they won't either.
Rescue.
"Take me to the lotus pond first."
Lin Mo came here this time to solve the problem of the source of the dummies here.
So now his priority is to do this.
Monk Xin Yuan did not refuse and led Lin Mo forward. After a while, he saw an entrance and stepped into it, as if he was in a garden.
There is a pond in the garden.
"This is the lotus pond." Monk Xin Yuan said.
Lin Mo took a closer look and saw several dummies crawling out of the pool.
As a result, Lin Mo kicked them all back again.
After just a moment's delay, the dummy was corroded by the blood evil and completely melted away.
Obviously, for them, from the moment they climb out of the pool, they can't waste a second. They have to run through the garden, run outside, find the exit of the painting boundary and jump out.
The success rate should be 50%.
Lin Mo knelt down, took a look, and asked Master Xin Yuan what was under the pond.
There must be something.
Where else did these dummies come from?
Master Xin Yuan said there is a ghost door below.
"Copper?"
"Of course!"
Lin Mo understood.
Master Xinyuan said that the ghost gate below was sealed by their master back then. With the formation, the ghost gate will definitely not be able to get out, but it cannot be ruled out that there are gaps.
The dummy most likely came out of the gap.
Lin Mo looked at the garden and saw that there were two exits.
The opening they came in from was the closest to the exit of the painting boundary. It was a straight line. There was another exit about thirty meters away on the opposite side.
At that moment, Lin Mo took out the paper book and said to Monk Xin Yuan: "Master, your garden has bad feng shui and cannot attract wealth or happiness. Let me help you redecorate it."
"furnish?"
Monk Xin Yuan did not react for a moment.
At this moment, Lin Mo was already looking through the book, found some paper figures with the label "Power" on them, took out two and blew a breath.
Throw it away.
Two physically strong paper monsters appeared.
What this paper monster is best at is strength.
"You two, go and block the exit over there."
Lin Mo gave an order.
One of the two paper figures said "Don't worry" and the other said "Just take a look." Then they ran over and moved the rockery over like rocks. They dismantled the pavilion into timber and moved it over. After a while, they moved it over.
The exit over there is blocked.
The blockage was so solid that even a mouse couldn't get out.
"Not bad, not bad!" Lin Mo was very satisfied with this project. He was praised and the two paper figures were also ecstatic.
After taking back the paper man, Lin Mo looked at Monk Xin Yuan again. The latter was astonished and could not recover for a long time.
"Master, look at this, there is only one entrance and exit on the east side. It is like a big bag. Blessings and wealth can only go in but not out. Only in this way can everything go smoothly and have good fortune!"
Lin Mo lied.
Monk Xin Yuan had no choice but to recite the Buddha's name.
He is not stupid.
What a bullshit big bag to amass 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, it's just to let them take a long detour.
During the previous distance, the proportion of wooden men and wax men running out was still 50%. After such a renovation, I am afraid that not a single dummy will be able to run away in the future.
They all have to die on the way.
Monk Xin Yuan wanted to say something, but Lin Mo had just told him that when these dummies go out, they will harm ordinary people. If one of them is released, someone will die outside.
If we use the argument that all living beings are equal, it is obviously untenable.
Moreover, the other party also gave them face to the Lotus Temple, and did not directly ask them to interfere with the wooden and wax figures going out, but used such a compromise method.
If you are still entangled, it means you can't understand clearly, and you don't know the depth and importance of it.
Monk Xin Yuan naturally understands this truth.
So he didn't say anything.
Lin Mo deliberately waited for a while. Soon, another dummy crawled out of the pool and immediately ran towards the only exit over there.
Lin Mo didn't stop him this time.
Just looking at it, not long after the opponent ran out, his strength seemed to be drained halfway, and he fell to the ground, corroded and killed by the blood evil, and turned into a pool of blood.
Lin Mo saw this scene with Sister Yue's eyes this time.
After the dead dummy turned into blood, the blood rose and became a part of the surrounding blood evil.
Obviously, by constantly killing dummies, the blood evil's lethality can be continuously enhanced.
However, the blood evil posed almost no threat to existences like Lin Mo and Xin Yuan, but it was like arsenic poison to the newly born dummies.
After being contaminated, you will die within ten seconds.
And as the power of the blood demon becomes stronger and stronger, and the garden has been renovated by Lin Mo, the dummy will die faster.
This creates a vicious cycle for the dummy.
In short, from now on, no more dummies will be able to escape from here alive.
Lin Mo's goal was achieved.
"Since the donor's purpose has been achieved, please help us by doing a small favor."
It is also impolite to come and go without reciprocating.
Lin Mo also hoped that Monk Xin Yuan would help him keep an eye on the lotus pond, so he told him directly that if there was anything he needed, he would just tell him and he would help anyone he could.
"Just think of it as making friends." Lin Mo smiled.
Monk Xin Yuan was not polite to him either.
Take Lin Mo to a stone tower.
The stone pagoda is simple, more than 20 meters high, and very spectacular. There is a copper bell hanging on the eaves of each floor above. When the wind blows, it will make a tinkling sound.
In addition, there is a page of scripture affixed to each floor of the stone tower, written in Sanskrit, and it is difficult to understand what it means.
However, it seems that due to the passage of time, these pages of scriptures are somewhat worn, some are cracked, or the handwriting is blurred, and the original appearance cannot be seen.
"This pagoda is very important. With this pagoda, the Lotus Temple will be fine. If the Lianhua Temple is fine, we will be fine. On the other hand, if something happens to the pagoda, both the Lianhua Temple and us will be implicated. But now the Diamond Sutra on the pagoda
The article is worn out and needs to be rewritten and reposted.”
Lin Mo shook his head and said that he did not know Sanskrit and did not understand Buddhist scriptures.
"I didn't ask you to write, so I will write, but during this process, evil thoughts will invade me. In the past few times, my mental brother was there to help me. If I couldn't hold on, he would ring the bell to warn me, so I could recover. But this time
Second time, Junior Brother Xin Zhi also had too much time to take care of himself and was unable to help me at all."
After Monk Xin Yuan said this, Lin Mo understood.
"Do you want me to ring the bell for you?" Lin Mo asked.
"Of course!"
After saying that, Monk Xin Yuan clasped his hands together and saluted Lin Mo.
"Of course, when you ring the bell, you can't just ring it randomly. You have to observe my state. If I am attacked by the evil spirit, am unconscious and unable to write, then I can ring it. Otherwise, there is no need to ring it, and I can't ring it, otherwise
It will disturb my mood."
What the old monk means is that it won't work if you knock too early, it won't work if you knock late, and it won't even work if you don't knock.
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 Xin Yuan obviously didn’t want to delay it any longer.
Next to this stone tower, there is an iron bell.
Lin Mo was ready, and Monk Xinyuan was also ready.
"Then I'll start copying the scriptures. Don't let anyone interfere in the process." After the instruction, Monk Xin Yuan dipped his pen in ink and started copying the Buddhist scriptures.
Lin Mo stood aside and watched.
He has the bell ringing at hand, and he can ring the iron bell when necessary.
Monk Xin Yuan successfully finished writing the first page.
He suddenly stopped waving in the middle of copying the second page, but made no other movements. He just lowered his head and held the pen, motionless.
The breath on his body is obviously different.
Lin Mo saw this scene and knew it was time.
He immediately pulled the bell's spine and then hit it hard against the iron bell.
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There are too many trivial matters, causing the update to be late. Sorry, sorry!