The Ming Dynasty in Another World: People are in the Heavenly Prison, and Wuji becomes a Taoist

Mr. Qian's expression changed drastically.

Without saying a word, he ran out of the yard like a frightened rabbit.

How could Lin Mo let him get his wish?

His body flashed out, like a rabbit rising and a falcon falling, and he caught up with the opponent in the blink of an eye.

Just as he was about to take action, Mr. Qian suddenly turned his head, with a cruel look in his eyes.

Lin Mo immediately felt a gust of cold wind blowing in his face, chilling his bones.

Without any hesitation, he used the Yin Seizing Hand in the Thirteenth Level Sanshou and turned around to grab it.

The right hand filled with pure Yang energy immediately grasped a black airflow in his hand.

The thing struggled desperately in his hands, but in the end it couldn't escape his control.

Lin Mo smiled coldly, his eyes full of sarcasm.

"A mere Yin spirit dares to show off his evil deeds?"

"Let it go!"

Master Qian suddenly stopped, turned around to face Lin Mo, and shouted hurriedly.

He took out a gun from his waist.

And the muzzle of the gun was pointed directly at Lin Mo's eyebrows!

"Let it go!"

Seeing that Lin Mo was unmoved, Mr. Qian repeated his words again.

There was no fear on Lin Mo's face. He looked at Master Qian and said calmly: "I advise you to put down the gun."

Mr. Qian smiled, his smile full of madness and cruelty.

He held the gun and said angrily: "I don't know that you can learn Taoism, but now your life is in my hands, I ask you to let it go, otherwise I will shoot..."

However, before he finished speaking, he suddenly froze.

Because in just the blink of an eye, Lin Mo disappeared in front of him.

Mr. Qian rubbed his eyes vigorously, thinking he was blinded.

But the next moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Are you looking for me?"

The voice was as cold as the whisper of a demon coming from the Nine Nether Abyss.

Mr. Qian trembled suddenly, and a cold air rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

His scalp was numb and the blood in his body seemed to have solidified.

He turned around suddenly and pointed the gun tightly in his hand at Lin Mo.

Lin Mo's eyes were like daggers, and he suddenly exerted force and instantly grabbed Master Qian's wrist.

Mr. Qian felt a sting in his wrist and unconsciously let go of the gun in his hand.

Lin Mo had quick eyes and quick hands and quickly caught the dropped pistol.

Master Qian still wanted to resist, but Lin Mo had already pointed the gun at his head.

Master Qian knew that at this moment, he no longer had any room to resist.

He raised his hands, forced a smile that was uglier than crying, and begged for mercy: "Don't be impulsive, killing is against the law..."

Lin Mo brought the struggling Yin spirit in his right hand in front of Mr. Qian.

Seeing the struggling creature twisting like a bug, Mr. Qian immediately cried and begged: "Please, don't hurt it..."

"Why?" Lin Mo asked tightly, his eyes full of scrutiny, as if he wanted to see through the deepest part of the other person's heart.

Mr. Qian hesitated for a long time, his face turned pale, as if he was recalling the painful past.

He whispered: "Because... he is my son..."

It turns out that Mr. Qian was a restaurant owner in his early years.

Because he gave a bowl of rice to an old beggar.

The old beggar gave him a shabby ancient book.

That book records some evil and strange methods.

He didn't pay much attention to it at the time. He just thought it was some nonsense and casually turned over it.

However, life is unpredictable and fate plays tricks on people.

One day, Master Qian's son suddenly disappeared, as if he had disappeared from the world.

He searched for a long time but couldn't find it. He was so anxious that he ran around.

After all the hardships and efforts, Mr. Qian finally found the trace of his son.

But when he was found, his son had been beaten to death and died soon after.

His heart was like a knife and he was in terrible pain.

My wife died during childbirth due to dystocia.

Mr. Qian has never married and raised his son by himself.

His son is all the hope that supports his life.

Now that he has lost his only relative, Mr. Qian is devastated and has no love in his life.

At this time, he suddenly remembered the method of harvesting and cutting recorded in the old book.

That was a weird method that he once regarded as evil.

It is said that the dead can be resurrected with the help of ghosts and gods.

Now it has become his life-saving straw in desperate situations.

Driven by despair and madness, Mr. Qian decided to make a desperate move and use this mysterious power to resurrect his son.

Mr. Qian bought an innocent child from a remote mountainous area.

The child still had innocence and fear in his eyes.

However, in order to resurrect his son, Mr. Qian has gone completely crazy.

Ignoring the child's cries for mercy, he followed the instructions in the ancient book.

The child's hands and feet were tied, and a heavy object was used to hit the child on the back of the head to death.

Then use a sharp knife to cut open the belly, remove its internal organs, cut off its limbs, and offer sacrifices to the gods.

Master Qian was filled with joy, thinking that he could resurrect his son.

However, what he didn't expect was that his son was not resurrected, but his son's soul was brought back.

But the son's ghost is too fragile.

It needs nourishment from human flesh and blood to survive.

At first, Mr. Qian fed it with his own blood.

But as time went by, his body couldn't bear it anymore.

Later, when Mr. Qian was shopping, he saw the displaced victims on the street corner, and he had evil thoughts in his heart.

He began to lure innocent children into his home in the name of "recruiting child labor."

These innocent children do not know that they have fallen into the clutches of the devil.

Master Qian locked them in the cellar of his home and raised them like animals to provide blood food for his son.

Some children are already weak due to long-term malnutrition.

After sucking blood, the body becomes weaker.

In addition, raising these children requires daily food and nutritional supplements, and Mr. Qian gradually cannot make ends meet.

So, he selected some of the children who were weak and easy to control.

Their hands and feet were cut off using cruel methods such as harvesting and cutting, leaving them disabled and sending them out to beg.

To his surprise, these disabled children actually made a lot of money for him.

Lord Qian felt that through this method of harvesting and cutting, he could not only gain a lot of wealth, but also retain the soul of his son.

Therefore, he is no longer satisfied with deceiving victims.

Instead, he began to engage in the activities of human traffickers that he once hated.

After listening to these stories from Master Qian, Lin Mo's anger and disgust could not be described in words.

This devil's behavior is not only outrageous, but also a great provocation to human nature, morality and law.

Lin Mo said: "I have a way to help you and your son."

Mr. Qian's eyes lit up, as if he had seen a life-saving straw. He raised his head and said eagerly: "What can you do? Say it quickly! Don't worry, money is not a problem!"

However, Lin Mo smiled slightly.

The right hand squeezed suddenly.

The pure Yang energy in his hand suddenly burst out.

The slug-like thing struggled for a while and finally disappeared into ashes.

He clapped his hands and said calmly: "Then I will let you and your son go to hell so that you can be reunited with him."