Chapter 1145 The Head Was Found

When the master arrived, Lin Mo naturally had no possibility of stepping forward to intervene.

This was also the first time Lin Mo saw this 'master' take action.

With a finger, streams of light green light emerged from the master's sleeves, like a spiritual snake coiling around a stake, restraining the Yin woman who was struggling and shouting crazily. It could be said that she was easily subdued, and then she floated away. And go.

This is what is seen with normal vision.

Many disciples looked at him with admiration and envy.

But if you look at it with your true eyes, you will see that the originally beautiful green streamer is simply a weird tentacle of bloody flesh, which is extremely disgusting and frightening.

Master, is a very scary monster.

Even scarier than Father Phil.

When I saw Yin Po again the next day, she had returned to 'normal' and had obviously been brainwashed and turned into a certain disciple.

She looks like a dignified female disciple, with a dharma seal dotted with red cinnabar on her forehead. She looks sacred, solemn, and beautiful. Her long clothes are fluttering, like a fairy.

But looking at it with the eyes of truth, what was on her forehead was not a dharma seal at all, but a twisted and deformed strange insect. Half of the insect's body had penetrated into Yin Po's forehead. The sight made people's scalp numb.

Lin Mo was temporarily unable to do anything.

There's nothing I can do to help.

The last time the 'Master' took action, Lin Mo could clearly see the opponent's true form. He was a ferocious and twisted monster, but under the influence of the fifth-level mental power, it was like a Taoist fairy, with an airy temperament.

Sometimes Lin Mo couldn't help but think that the ancients in the past worshiped immortals, and there were images of immortals and gods from all walks of life in some murals and classics.

It was the elegance of one competing against the other, the solemnity of one winning the other.

But in reality, they may be people's imagination. To say the least, even if they really appear, they may be in dreams, or even like what I see now. They seem inconsistent with the actual situation and are serious. Not right.

Maybe, people in ancient times saw this kind of weird and disgusting monster.

After constant exploration, Lin Mo gained something.

He found the dried head.

If Lin Mo hadn't gone to the 'Hundred Immortals Palace' to worship and practice, he really wouldn't have been able to find it.

Before that, Lin Mo would never have imagined that he would find the head in this way.

The Hundred Immortals Hall enshrines the Taoist Hundred Immortals (these Hundred Immortals are fictional and have no real-life counterpart). Each immortal has a painted clay body and is placed on the altar in the temple for people to worship and contemplate.

It is usually used when ‘cultivating God’.

So Lin Mo had never been here in the past. This time he remembered that there was such a place and came to take a look. As a result, he was stunned as soon as he entered the door.

The solemn and solemn Hall of Hundred Immortals is spacious and bright, and has been cleaned spotlessly. Several disciples of Tiangong are here, either worshiping gods and muttering words; or visualizing, sitting cross-legged and motionless like a mountain.

The picture is harmonious, mysterious and has a sense of beauty.

But in front of the reality, it is a huge cave, eerie and weird. The statues are corpses with horrible shapes, some are one corpse, and some are composed of multiple corpses.

For example, a six-armed immortal looks really majestic and solemn in ordinary vision. Just looking at the ethereal immortal posture makes people have the urge to worship.

But in fact, this is a monster pieced together from multiple mummies.

The six arms on the back were cut off from different corpses and spliced ​​together. Even if ordinary people saw it, they would have nightmares for a month even if they were not frightened to death on the spot.

As for those disciples, they were all different nightmare monsters. After being brainwashed, they each studied and practiced here.

It's like a funny and weird stage play. Although the scene is dirty and messy, everyone is trying their best to play their respective roles.

"No, they think it's all real and I'm the only one acting."

Lin Mo reacted.

This is the hardest part.

Because flaws may be revealed if you are not careful, so Lin Mo also tries to observe with his true eyes as little as possible to avoid accidental drama.

Then Lin Mo saw the familiar stir-fried head.

This head is currently on a Taoist statue.

Although all the corpse statues looked similar, Lin Mo still remembered the stir-fried human head. There was a scar on the other person's face.

Go through the eyebrows, eyes, and down to the chin.

The features were too obvious, so after seeing the stir-fried head, Lin Mo recognized it at a glance.

The human head was sewn on the neck of the statue with red thread, thus forming a whole.

Lin Mo walked under the statue and stopped to watch.

At this moment, the eyelids of the man with the stir-fried head twitched, he opened his eyes and looked at Lin Mo.

It seems to have something to say, but it cannot be said.

It may be because he has lost the ability to speak, or it may be because of the nails on his head.

At this time, a disciple came over to talk to Lin Mo and asked him why he came to the Hundred Immortals Palace.

Lin Mo naturally answered fluently, saying that he had reached the state of cultivating the mind, and the next step was to cultivate the gods. Naturally, he wanted to come and have a look, choose a Taoist immortal to worship and worship, and finally visualize the cultivation of the gods.

After speaking, Lin Mo turned and left.

That night, Lin Mo didn't act rashly. He stayed in his hut and sat cross-legged to practice. In fact, he was thinking about countermeasures. He waited until late at night two days later before secretly finding an opportunity to sneak into the Hall of Hundred Immortals.

At this moment, there is no one in the main hall, except for the hundred statues of Taoist immortals. With real eyes, this place is simply like the Shura Ghost Palace, and hell is nothing more than that.

Lin Mo made sure there was no one here, so he walked under the statue, took a closer look, and then tapped the man's head behind him.

The man's head seemed to sense something at this moment, his eyelids twitched and he opened them again.

"You have something to say?"

Lin Mo asked in a low voice, after careful consideration, he stretched out his hand to clasp the nail on the other person's head, and pulled out two inches with two fingers.

This process caused pain to the man's head and facial features.

Lin Mo didn't pull it all out.

Only about half of it was pulled out. At this time, the head's eyes were already open, its mouth opened and closed, and a low and hoarse sound came out.

"Lie... lie... liar, liar..."

There was a bit of stuttering at first, but it quickly became coherent.

"It's fake. Everything here is fake. You have all been deceived. Look into my eyes and stare, and you will see the real world."

At this moment, the two eyes of the human head glowed with a faint light.

Lin Mo has a lot of eyes, how could he trust the other party easily.

"Who are you?"

Lin Mo asked.

The human head was staring at Lin Mo at this time. Suddenly, it noticed something and actually grinned, but because there were iron nails stuck in its head, its facial features kept twitching.

"You are different from them, haha, you are different, you can see the truth, great, take me away quickly, take me away quickly!"

The heads kept muttering.

The voice was like a magic sound, lingering in the brain and lingering.

This is a method of deception.

Unfortunately, Lin Mo was an expert in seduction. He remained unmoved and just asked again: "Who are you?"

This time, the heads were surprised.

Maybe he didn't expect Lin Mo to ignore its bewitching influence.

"You are indeed different. Take me away and I will tell you when you leave here."

Lin Mo didn't waste time on this man. He reached out and pressed on the nail.

"I ask you again, who are you? If you don't tell me, you won't have a chance."

This time the head looked angry.

But soon he seemed to recognize the reality and sighed.

"My name is Cheng Yingru. I was originally a merchant from Shicheng City. I only regretted mistakenly believing the words of traitors, which is why I ended up like this... You must have been deceived by that Chunfeng. This person is treacherous and cunning. You must not believe his nonsense. Let me go, and I will help you escape."

When Lin Mo heard this sentence, his heart moved.

He had known that this matter might be related to Mr. Chunfeng, who was determined to become an immortal. Now that he heard the words of this man, he confirmed his previous guess.

So Lin Mo asked this ‘Cheng Yingru’ to explain the story in detail.

The other party had no choice but to simply tell the story.

Cheng Yingru was an ordinary merchant who lived two hundred years ago. He ran a silk and satin shop and lived a prosperous life. At least he had enough to eat and drink, and he had land and a house.

By chance, I got to know a 'talented stranger'. The other person's skills were amazing, and Cheng Yingru was suffocated by a few bluffing tricks.

Later, when we contacted him, he claimed to be Mr. Chunfeng, who could transform people into immortals.

Legends of immortals and gods have existed since ancient times. Who doesn’t yearn for them?

Since Cheng Yingru listened to Mr. Chunfeng's lectures several times, he has been brainwashed without realizing it. He thinks about tea instead of food. Even female sex is boring, as tasteless as chewing wax.

Afterwards, Cheng Yingru became a disciple of Mr. Chunfeng and donated tens of thousands of his family wealth, just to become an immortal and live a life of freedom and ease that would be unlike any other.

"But I didn't know that Mr. Chunfeng was so ambitious that he wanted me to become an immortal. It was true that he wanted to become an immortal for himself. He taught me how to cultivate. It was normal at first, but later he actually wanted the cannibal pill. Do you know what a human is? Pill? It’s a pill made by crushing the flesh and blood of living people. But at that time, I also became obsessed with it, wiped out humanity, and committed mass killings. This was all because I did have extraordinary supernatural powers at that time. I could enter people’s dreams at night and do whatever I wanted. Come sinking deeper and deeper..."

Hearing this, Lin Mo interjected and said, Old Cheng, what you did is not very good, let alone others who have lost their humanity.

"How is Chunfeng? Just stop talking and just talk about the key points. What happened next?"

"Later? After my magical power became stronger, the evil thief Chunfeng came to me and several other fellow practitioners who were also successful in cultivation one day and said that we had reached the realm of ghosts and immortals and it was time to put it to use. After that, , they took action to restrain us, took out our hearts and lungs, and turned us into mummies alive."

As he said this, Cheng Yingru smiled bitterly and cursed. At first, he thought he was scolding Mr. Chunfeng, but after listening carefully, he realized that he was scolding himself.

"Why didn't I think of this at that time? We, Cannibal Dan, have magical powers and cultivation. Old thief Chunfeng has been practicing for much longer than us. He has already surpassed the realm of ghosts and immortals. Then what he wants to take is not ordinary human pills, but us, and we are the pills he wants to take."

After listening to the other party's endless scolding and getting more and more excited, Lin Mo reached out and slapped the other party.

"Be careful, don't check what time or occasion it is, and be careful to attract others here."

This slap woke Cheng Yingru up.

He wanted to get angry, but realized that he couldn't defeat Lin Mo now, so he had to swallow his breath.

"It will be good for you if you take me away!"

"It's not urgent!" Lin Mo said, have you ever escaped before?

"Yes, I bewitched before... Oh no, I convinced a person, and he secretly took me to escape, but unexpectedly, I encountered an accident outside."

Lin Mo already knew what the accident was.

He was cut off halfway by Liu Dao.

Liu Dao killed the villager who escaped and kept his head as a collection.

From this point of view, Cheng Yingru himself does not have much fighting power, otherwise, Liu Dao would have been killed by him.

Cheng Yingru said that the nails on his head were driven in by Mr. Chunfeng, which could suppress him and make him suffer great pain.

Also, no one will feel comfortable if a nail is inserted into their head.

Lin Mo then thought, what would happen if all the nails were pulled out?

Will Cheng Yingru's strength skyrocket?

Lin Mo was curious about this matter, so he took the initiative to ask.

As a result, Cheng Yingru shook his head and said he couldn't pull it out.

"Last time, the person only pulled out two inches, which was already the limit. This thing was nailed in by Mr. Chunfeng. If you want to pull it out, you either need a special method or you need the power of a hundred people."

When Lin Mo heard this, he stretched out his hand and tried to pull it out. When it was about four inches long, he felt strong resistance.

But this couldn't help Lin Mo.

If there is resistance, then increase strength.

Then he added a little more force, and the next moment, with a snap, the five-inch-long nail was pulled out.

Lin Mo was stunned.

Cheng Yingru was also stunned.

"Isn't it time to pull it out?" Lin Mo looked at the nail in his hand.

"It seems so." Cheng Yingru muttered, and then it reacted and laughed wildly. Tentacle-like blood vessels immediately sprouted from the fracture under its neck.

Lin Mo said you were laughing too wildly, what did you mean?

"What do you mean? I have unlocked the seal. Now I am a ghost fairy. I can kill whoever I want and do whatever I want."

"Then we should keep a low profile." Lin Mo advised.

"Keep a low profile, mom. I'll take you as a human pill first." Cheng Yingru showed his fierce look at this moment. Maybe he had been suppressing it for too long, and he started to forget about it when he gained some power.

As a result, as soon as it pounced, Lin Mo slapped it to the ground, and then was held down and beaten hard.

Cheng Yingru was beaten until he was dizzy, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his whole head was already in a state of stupidity.

"The ghost fairy isn't that good either!" Lin Mo told the truth.

He was really worried just now, but it turned out that Cheng Yingru was much stronger than before, but much worse than himself.

"Who are you?" After Cheng Yingru came to his senses, he couldn't help but said: "In the past, only Mr. Chunfeng could suppress us ghosts and immortals. Who are you?"

There was already fear in his tone.

From what the other party said, Lin Mo also had a rough idea of ​​his current strength.

Ghost Fairy, which sounds bluffing, is actually the strength of a second-level dream nightmare.

It's quite strong, but it's still not good enough for me.

At this time there was movement outside.

Lin Mo's heart moved, and he immediately inserted the iron nail into Cheng Yingru's head, quickly placed the head on the previous statue, and then dodged and hid behind him.

Almost at the same time, a person walked in at the door of the hall.