It was dim, like an unknown hill in the wild.

There is a small temple here that is extremely dilapidated.

If he hadn't seen the plaque lying on the ground, Lin Mo would have thought it was a toilet.

Monk Xin Nian was sitting cross-legged at the door. There was neither a lotus throne nor a precious robe, and there was not even a futon under his buttocks.

Sitting directly on the cold ground, his body was as skinny as a corpse.

But such a person who is no different from a mummy is still alive.

The other party should have sealed all the auras in some way. Lin Mo didn't know the specific situation, but Lin Mo came prepared this time.

He took out several things from his backpack.

A string of Buddhist beads and a wooden fish.

This was given by monk Xin Yuan.

Now Monk Xin Yuan has also joined the General Administration and is considered a colleague with Lin Mo. Before coming to Tunjing City, Lin Mo had already told Monk Xin Yuan that he would meet Monk Xin Nian this time.

When I mentioned this, I mainly wanted to lure Monk Xin Yuan over.

When it comes to kidnapping nightmares, Lin Mo is a professional.

If Monk Xin Yuan hadn't been unable to leave that painting for the time being, Lin Mo might have succeeded this time.

It's a bit of a pity.

But he didn't get away either. Didn't he bring a string of Buddhist beads and wooden fish?

Monk Xin Yuan said that his junior brother Xin Nian was at a very high level and would definitely not die so easily. When the time comes, he would give the Buddhist beads to the other party and help knock the wooden fish next to him, maybe he could wake up.

At that time, Lin Mo felt that it was not very reliable.

But what Monk Xin Yuan said was conclusive and serious, as if if you didn't believe him, it would be the greatest insult to their faith.

So Lin Mo believed it for now.

Give it a try.

Anyway, it's best if you succeed. If you don't, you won't lose anything.

At this moment, Lin Mo looked at Monk Xinnian again. He was sitting cross-legged, motionless, and his eyes were blind. The blood flowing out of his ear holes had already turned dark brown. Looking at his mouth, he also saw that his tongue had been cut off.

Either Lin Mo admires the monks of Lotus Temple, and this method of sealing demons is really cruel to them. Anyway, Lin Mo himself would not be able to do this.

Lin Mo touched here and poked there, and Doudou next to him followed suit, pulling on his clothes and squeezing his toes.

"Dad, what is this man doing sitting here?"

Just as Lin Mo was about to speak, he heard a scoff and Doudou pulled off Monk Xinnian's clothes.

At this moment, Lin Mo was stunned, and Doudou was also confused. Looking at the rags in his hands, his expression seemed to say that it was too weak.

Can it be strong?

I don't know how long I've been wearing this thing, it has already become dry. Lin Mo was very careful just now, but Doudou didn't know how to do it and just took off her clothes.

How good is this.

"Dad, let me put it on for him again."

Doudou is also an honest child, and she has to put clothes on the already naked Monk Xin Nian.

The question is, can this be put on?

After a while, the clothes fell into pieces. Anyway, if you insist on finding a larger piece of cover, it's not impossible, but just like the savages, you can only cover your vital parts.

Lin Mo could only wrap the broken clothes around the waist of the great monk Xinnian.

"Master, you see, you really can't blame me for this. Don't worry, I will educate this child well after I go back. How can I just take off someone's clothes, right?"

Lin Mo didn't know whether the other party could hear this, but he said it anyway.

"Dad, can I ask him for candy?" Doudou asked.

This child is very obedient and remembers everything Lin Mo said.

"Doudou, think about it, you just took off her clothes and she was completely naked. Did you see any candy on her body?"

"No!" Doudou shook his head.

"Then when you ask someone for candy, don't you want him to die? This great monk is quite a nice person and I can't let you kill him."

"Okay." Doudou licked his lips, squatted aside and played with stones.

Lin Mo started to do business now.

He hung the beads around Monk Xinnian's neck, then took out the wooden fish, squatted next to him and started knocking.

When monk Xin Yuan gave him these two things, he didn't say anything else. He just told him to hang the beads and knock the wooden fish.

But to be honest, in such a weird place, listening to the hollow sound of wooden fish has no calming or reassuring effect at all. Instead, it gives a sense of terror.

After a few knocks, Doudou was successfully attracted.

"Dad, this is fun, can I knock it?"

Lin Mo just said to go and play.

"I'm doing serious business here."

After that, continue typing.

The same goes for the great monk Xin Yuan. He didn’t say how many times he knocked or how long he knocked.

As a result, at this moment, Lin Mo heard a strange sound.

It's like the sound of dry fish being stirred.

Turning around, he saw that Monk Xin Nian, who was sitting there cross-legged and with his head bowed, had raised his head at this moment.

Moved.

Like a mummy, every time it moves, its body makes strange noises.

The next moment, the mummy reached out and grabbed the prayer beads that Lin Mo put on it, and moved them one by one, seemingly rhythmically, one after another, neither fast nor slow.

Lin Mo also struck the wooden fish with this rhythm.

When I looked around from the position of the Buddha's head, I found exactly one hundred and eight beads.

The next moment, Monk Xin Nian turned his head, as if staring at Lin Mo. Although the other person's eye sockets had no eyeballs, Lin Mo could still feel that the other person was staring at him.

What followed was a terrifying scene that Lin Mo remembered for a long time.

From Monk Xinnian's mouth, eyes, nose and ears, clumps of blood seeped out. The blood seemed to have anti-gravity properties, could float, and slowly gathered together.

If you don't watch these and just listen with your eyes closed, it will feel like water flowing on a small bridge.

Or as the ancients said, what you hear is false and what you see is true.

The disgusting blood slowly condensed into a human head.

Just like Monk Xin Nian.

The bloody head glanced at Lin Mo and said, "Has the donor been to the Lotus Temple?"

Speak.

It looks like some kind of weird magic.

Lin Mo nodded: "Master Xin Nian?"

"It's the poor monk."

The head acknowledged it and even recited the Buddha's name.

Next to him, Doudou showed half of his head from behind Lin Mo, looking at the floating head with curiosity.

Monk Xin Nian also noticed Doudou and immediately frowned.

"Evil demon, kill me with the golden light demon-conquering knife!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a Buddhist bead in his hand was crushed to pieces. The broken beads turned into a golden light, like a sharp knife, and slashed straight towards Doudou.

"Don't hurt him." Lin Mo shouted in fear.

Monk Xin Nian's face was filled with the light of righteousness: "Almsgiver, what this poor monk wants is to swear against the evil spirits. Even if you come to plead for mercy, it will be useless..."

Before he finished speaking, Monk Xinnian realized that the 'donor' opposite didn't seem to be talking to him at all, but was bending down and dragging the child just now.

The golden light was suddenly shattered at this moment.

Monk Xin Nian saw clearly that the golden light was crushed by the child who was covered in purple with his bare hands.

Only then did he react.

It turns out that what the 'donor' just said was not meant for him.

Don't hurt him.

This ‘him’ actually refers to himself.
To be continued...