Doomsday begins with a nightmare

Today, a few disciples went mad again.

Lin Mo took a look. These disciples who had gone mad had changed bodies. They were Brother Sanlun, Mad Dog, and Yinpo.

Sure enough, they got it right.

Lin Mo didn't act rashly this time. It was okay that there was only one Liu Dao last time, but this time there are three. If they deliberately approached again, it would be too easy to be noticed and arouse suspicion.

Brother Sanlun and Mad Dog were easily brainwashed, but something happened to Yinpo.

She also seems to have dabbled in spiritual power, and she was still not brainwashed after being used the 'talisman seal', yelling and cursing crazily.

Lin Mo just wanted to go forward, but at this moment, the 'Master' came.

Chapter 1143 Found the head

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

This is also the first time Lin Mo saw this 'master' make a move.

Stretching out a finger, streams of pale green light emerged from the master's sleeves, like a spirit snake coiling around a stake, restraining the frantically struggling and screaming woman, subduing her with ease, and then floating away and go.

This is what normal vision sees.

Many disciples looked admiring and envious.

But if you look at it with the eyes of reality, you will see that the originally beautiful green streamer is simply a strange tentacles that are bloody and bloody, which is extremely disgusting and frightening.

Master, is a very scary monster.

Scarier than Father Phil.

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

She looks like a dignified female disciple, with a seal of red cinnabar dotted on her forehead. She looks sacred and solemn, and she is also beautiful. Her long clothes flutter like a fairy.

But looking at it with the eyes of reality, the one on her forehead is not a magic seal at all, but a twisted and deformed worm. Half of the worm's body has penetrated into the forehead of the yin woman, and the scalp of the people watching the scene is numb.

Lin Mo was powerless for the time being.

There is no way to help.

The last time 'Master' made a move, let Lin Mo see the opponent's body clearly, it was a hideous and distorted monster, but under the influence of the fifth-level mental power, it was like a bone fairy, with an airy temperament.

Sometimes Lin Mo couldn't help thinking that the ancients in the past admired immortals, and some murals and classics also had images of immortals and various gods.

That is the airiness of one competing with the other, and the solemnity of one winning the other.

But in the actual situation, they may be imagined by people. Taking a step back, even if they really appeared, they may be in dreams, or even, as I see now, they seem to be inconsistent with the actual situation, serious goods Not right board.

Perhaps, what the ancient people saw was also this kind of weird and disgusting monster.

After continuous exploration, Lin Mo has gained something.

He found the fried head.

If Lin Mo hadn't gone to the 'Hundred Immortals' to worship and practice, he really couldn't find it.

Before that, Lin Mo never expected to find the head in this way.

The Hundred Immortals Hall enshrines the Taoist Immortals (the Immortals are fictitious and has no real counterparts). Each immortal has a painted clay body, which is placed on the altar in the temple for people to worship and contemplate.

It is generally used when "cultivating the gods".

So Lin Mo hadn't been here in the past, but this time he remembered that there was such a place, so he came to have a look, but he was stunned as soon as he entered the door.

The solemn and solemn Baixian Hall is spacious and bright, and it has been cleaned spotlessly. Several Tiangong disciples are here, either worshiping the gods, chanting words; or visualizing, sitting cross-legged like a mountain.

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

But in the eyes of reality, there is a huge cave, eerie and weird, and the idols are corpses with horrible shapes, some are one corpse, and some are made up of multiple corpses.

For example, a six-armed fairy, in the normal field of vision, is really majestic and solemn, just looking at the ethereal fairy posture makes people have an 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. Ordinary people would have to have nightmares for a month even if they were not scared to death on the spot.

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

This is like a funny and weird stage play. Although the scenes are dirty and messy, everyone is trying their best to play their roles well.

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

Lin Mo reacted.

This is the hardest.

Because flaws may be exposed if you are not careful, Lin Mo also tries to observe as little as possible with the eyes of reality, so as not to accidentally make a play.

Then Lin Mo saw the familiar fried head.

This human head is now on a Taoist statue.

Although all the statues of corpse gods look similar, Lin Mo still remembers the dry-stir-fried head with a scar on his face.

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

The characteristics are too obvious, so after seeing this dried 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 dry stir-fried head twitched, opened his eyes, and looked at Lin Mo.

It seemed to have something to say, but couldn't say it.

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

At this time, a disciple came to talk to Lin Mo and asked him why he came to Baixian Palace.

Lin Mo naturally responded fluently, saying that he has reached the state of cultivating the mind, and the next step is to cultivate the gods. He naturally wanted to come and see, choose a Taoist immortal to worship and worship, and finally visualize and cultivate the gods.

After speaking, Lin Mo turned and left.

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

At this moment, there is no one in the main hall, only the statues of the hundred Taoist immortals, with the eyes of reality, this place is like the Shura Ghost Palace, and hell is nothing more than that.

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

The head seemed to have sensed something at the moment, and the eyelids twitched, opening a crack again.

"You have something to say?"

Lin Mo asked in a low voice, after some deliberation, he reached out and clasped the nail on the top of the opponent's head, and pulled out two inches with force with two fingers.

This process is so painful that the head and facial features are distorted.

Lin Mo didn't pull out all of them.

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

"Cheat... cheat... liar, liar..."

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

"Fake, everything here is fake, you are all deceived, you look into my eyes, stare, 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 easily trust the other party.

"who are you?"

Lin Mo asked.

The human head stared at Lin Mo at this time. Suddenly, it sensed something and grinned, but because of the iron nails stuck in its brain, its facial features kept twitching.

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

The head kept murmuring.

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

This is a method of demagoguery.

It's a pity that Lin Mo is an expert in bewitching, he was unmoved, but asked again: "Who are you?"

This time, the head was surprised.

It may be that Lin Mo didn't expect Lin Mo to ignore its bewitching influence.

"You are really different, you take me away, and I will tell you when you leave here."

Lin Mo didn't have time to waste on this man's head, he stretched out his hand to press the nail.

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

This time there was anger on his face.

But soon, as if he had recognized the reality, he sighed.

"My name is Cheng Yingru, and I was originally a merchant in Shicheng City. I only hate to believe in the words of treacherous people, so I ended up like this... You must also be deceived by that Chunfeng. This person is treacherous and treacherous. You must not believe his nonsense. I'll go, I'll help you escape."

Lin Mo's heart skipped a beat when he heard this sentence.

He had known earlier that this incident might have something to do with Mr. Chunfeng, who was determined to become a fairy, and hearing the head's words now confirmed his previous guess.

So Lin Mo asked this 'Cheng Yingru' to explain the story carefully.

The other party had no choice but to simply explain.

Cheng Yingru was an ordinary businessman who lived 200 years ago. He ran a silk and satin shop, and he lived a prosperous life. At least he didn't worry about eating and drinking, and he had land and houses.

Once by chance, I got acquainted with a "capable man and a different person", the other party's methods were amazing, and Cheng Yingru was overwhelmed by a few bluffing tricks.

Later in contact, the other party claimed to be Mr. Chunfeng, who can save people and become immortals.

Legends of immortals and gods have existed since ancient times, who would not yearn for them?

Since Cheng Yingru listened to Mr. Chunfeng's lectures a few times, he has been brainwashed without knowing it.

Afterwards, Cheng Yingru worshiped Mr. Chunfeng as his teacher, and donated tens of thousands of family wealth, just hoping to become a fairy, and live a happy life that is not like a long life.

"But I don't know that Mr. Chunfeng is a wolf with ambition. It is false to save me to become a fairy, but it is true to become a fairy for himself. He taught me the method of cultivation. It was normal at first, but later he wanted to eat people. Do you know what is a person? Pill? It is a pill made by crushing the flesh and blood of living people, but at that time, I also went crazy, obliterated human nature, and massacred people. Getting deeper and deeper..."

Hearing this, Lin Mo interjected, saying, "Old Cheng, what you did is not good, let alone that others are devoid of humanity."

"How about Chunfeng, don't talk about it, just talk about the key points, what happened afterwards?"

"Later? After my supernatural power became stronger, the Chunfeng villain came to me and a few other brothers who were also successful in cultivation one day, and said, we have cultivated to the realm of ghosts and immortals, and it is time to use it. After finishing speaking , then took our hands to restrain us, took out our hearts and lungs, and turned us into mummy alive."

As he spoke, Cheng Yingru smiled wryly and cursed. At first he thought it was scolding Mr. Chunfeng, but after listening carefully, he realized that it was scolding himself.

"At that time, why didn't I think of it? Our cannibal pill, this is how we have supernatural powers, and this is how we can cultivate. The old thief Chunfeng has practiced much longer than us. He has already surpassed the realm of ghosts and immortals. Then what he wants to eat is not ordinary human pills, but us, and we are the pills he wants to eat."

Hearing the other party scolding endlessly, and getting more and more excited, Lin Mo stretched out his hand and slapped the other party.

"Be careful, don't look at when or what occasion it is, and be careful to attract others."

This slap woke up Cheng Yingru.

He wanted to get angry, but realized that he couldn't deal with Lin Mo now, so he could only swallow it forcefully.

"You take me away, it's good for you!"

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

"Yes, before I bewitched... Oh no, I persuaded a person, he took me away secretly, but unexpectedly, there was an accident outside."

Lin Mo already knew the specific accident.

It was Liu Dao who cut off his beard halfway.

Liu Dao killed the escaped villager, and the head became a collectible.

From this point of view, the head of Cheng Yingru does not have any fighting power, otherwise, Liu Dao would have been killed by him long ago.

Cheng Yingru said that the nail on his head was driven in by Mr. Chunfeng, who can suppress it and make it suffer great pain.

That's right, no one will feel comfortable with a nail in their forehead.

Lin Mo thought at this moment, what would happen if all the nails were pulled out?

Could it be that Cheng Yingru's strength has skyrocketed?