Chapter Thirty-Six: All Things Are Spring

Taoism?

Chu Zimo's expression was dazed, and as Qiu Wen appeared again, he was startled again, Lin Mo asked Qiu Wen not to play with him, so Lin Mo began to tell him about the 'neighbor' who lived next door to him.

After listening, Chu Zimo opened his mouth, looked at Lin Mo in disbelief and said, "You said that there are ghosts living next door to me?"

"Whether it's a ghost or not, it remains to be seen, but it's not a good thing anyway," Lin Mo replied, explaining why he deliberately approached him.

An hour later.

In an alley not far from Chu Zimo's rental house, Lin Mo and the other four stood in the corner, four pairs of eyes staring at the rental house next to Chu Zimo.

The night was getting darker and darker, the street lights began to go out, the dark clouds in the sky obscured the moon, accompanied by the barking of stray dogs, there was finally movement in the rental house next to Chu Zimo, the iron door clicked open, and a shriveled hand stretched out.

Soon, an old man who looked weak slowly walked out of the rental house, and in the old man's hand, he was holding a rock sugar gourd string.

Seeing this scene, Chu Zimo's eyes widened, and he finally understood that what he saw that night was not an illusion, but that there was really an old man selling rock sugar gourds at night. And the man was still a neighbor who was only separated by a wall from him, and over there, after the old man came out, he first closed the door, and paused in front of the door for about half a minute before he began to act.

The old man walked into the alley next to him with a rock sugar gourd, and seeing this, Lin Mo and the others hurriedly followed him quietly. The old man didn't seem to notice that someone was following him, so he walked unhurriedly, and no one passed by wherever he walked, and he didn't see anyone along the way.

After walking for a long time, it was almost early in the morning, Lin Mo's legs were sore, but the old man in front of him didn't seem to feel tired, he kept walking, he sometimes stopped in front of some rental houses, and sometimes stayed on the streets where no one was.

Chu Zimo was already a little sleepy, if it weren't for Sanmei's company, I'm afraid he would have run back and fall asleep.

Finally, when it was almost early in the morning, the old man suddenly stopped wandering in the alleys and streets of the eastern suburbs, but walked to an undeveloped mountain forest nearby, which was basically a suburb, and many places were undeveloped and remained as they were.

Looking at the direction the old man was walking, Chu Zimo was startled, and whispered to the three girls behind him: "The mountain ahead is a famous cemetery in the eastern suburbs."

"What is he doing in the graveyard?"

Lin Mo and the others had big question marks on their heads, obviously unable to guess what the old man was doing in the cemetery with a rock sugar gourd.

However, Lin Mo and the others were also bold, and they followed into the cemetery together, and when they entered, they felt that the place was shady, and they felt that there was always someone blowing in their ears.

The old man walked into a path, and after a while, he came to a clearing, only to see the rock sugar gourd he carefully placed in his hand, and then ran to the grass next to him, and found a hidden shovel.

The old man held a shovel and began to dig the soil, the soil in the open space seemed to be very soft, and it was turned over, the old man didn't need much work to dig out a big pit, and a rotting corpse appeared in the pit, and if you look closely, the clothes on the corpse are exactly the same as those worn by the old man.

The old man brought the corpse up, and when he looked at it again, the rotting corpse was actually the old man.

When Chu Zimo saw this scene, he immediately screamed: "Ghost"

Lin Mo and the three daughters were not frightened by the old man, but were frightened by Chu Zimo's strange scream, only to see Qiu Wen pat the back of his head and scold: "Call a fart, a big man, the guts are smaller than the girls"

The old man was also startled when he heard Chu Zimo's scream, and when he came back to his senses, he saw the four of them, and his hoarse voice seemed to come from the Nine Hells: "Who are you?"

The old man put the corpse in his hand at his feet and looked at the four of them coldly.

Chu Zimo's feet trembled, and he wanted to turn around and run, but his feet were like a thousand catties of stones tied to him, making him unable to move. Lin Mo didn't care about Chu Zimo, she looked at the old man and the corpse under him, and said slowly: "Who are you?"

"Who am I, what's your business?" the old man sneered in his hoarse voice.

Lin Mo snorted and said, "The ghosts of the ghost world interfere in the affairs of the world, so it's my business."

The old man squinted, his eyes flashed with a dangerous aura, he had been planning for this for a long time, there must be no mistakes, he looked at the four people indifferently: "Get out of here, or - die"

As soon as the word death came out, the wind blew all around, and the slightest coldness to the bones made the four of them shiver.

Qiu Wen approached Lin Mo and whispered beside her, "Old Mo, what should I do, do you want to use the paper figure?"

"It's too wasteful to use the paper figure at this time" Lin Mo shook her head, she knew that Lin Nian had spent a lot of precious materials in order to make three paper figures, and he only made three paper figures, last time in the ancient tomb of Shanling Village, Qiu Wen used up her own paper figures, and now Lin Mo and Ruan Qiqin each have a paper figure in their hands.

Qiu Wen heard that Lin Mo didn't want to use the paper figure, so she immediately looked at the old man with a gloomy and dark face, and said worriedly, "Are we really going to do it with him?"

Lin Mo saw that she was afraid, and encouraged her: "What are you afraid of, don't forget that we are also people who have Taoism."

Chu Zimo's voice came out: "Three beauties, don't forget the kid"

Lin Mo glanced at it, then looked back at the old man, and said to him: "Borrowing a corpse to return the soul, heaven does not allow it, you should understand this truth."

This old man is obviously a ghost, but he is repeatedly doing things for the living, so Lin Mo speculated that this old man intends to borrow the corpse to return the soul, borrowing the corpse to return the soul is a profound technique, the borrower must coincide with the soul of the corpse, and secondly, the borrower must not violate some of the instinctive habits of the corpse before, otherwise it is easy to cause conflicts between the corpse borrower and the corpse, so that the corpse destroys the soul. The old man's previous behavior was to cultivate his energy habits, so the success rate of borrowing corpses to resurrect souls naturally increased a lot.

"What can Tianli do to me?" the old man sneered. He glanced at the three girls, and sneered: "The three chicks who have been in the Tao for a hundred years also want to stop me, and they don't take the old man seriously."

Lin Mo was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect this old man to see the strength of the three of them at a glance, and looking at his fearless appearance, it seems that the next thing is not optimistic.

At this time, the old man sneered again: "I'll count three times and get out of here, otherwise - die!"

After speaking, the old man had already begun to count:

"One"

"Two"

Before the three could speak, he saw Lin Mo shouting softly: "Tight as a law, everything is spring"

This technique is exactly the technique that Lin Mo and Qiu Wen used when they were playing, with her voice, small grasses appeared on the ground, and the grass grew wildly, swaying in the middle of the wind, and in a few seconds, the full grass began to shroud the old man.

When the old man saw the grass, he flashed a trace of surprise, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a fire erupted, and in the blink of an eye, the grass was gone, and the ground was left with black ashes.

"The infinite growth of all things in spring"

With her voice, the grass on the ground grew strong and sprouted again, and once again surrounded the old man.