Chapter 303 There Are Guests at Old Man Wang’s House

Lin Mo had been here several times before, and because this polluted area was not large, Lin Mo was very familiar with every plant, tree, house, and mountain road here.

He even knew how many wolves were hiding in the forest.

But this time, Lin Mo found something was wrong.

The wolves in the forest seem to have disappeared.

Maybe he's hiding.

Lin Mo didn't care. He walked up the mountain road and arrived at the small housing area in Shangwang Village.

The yard of Old Man Wang's house was still the same, so Lin Mo shouted at the door.

"Old Wang, I'm here to see you. Are you at home?"

While shouting, Lin Mo pushed the door open and entered.

He knew that Old Man Wang usually did not lock the door.

If the old man is here, then Lin Mo will chat with him directly. If he is not there, it doesn't matter, just sit in the yard and wait for a while.

Mainly because Lin Mo knew that Old Man Wang had nowhere to go.

When he opened the door and walked in, Lin Mo saw Old Man Wang sitting on a stone bench in the yard drinking tea with someone.

Since Lin Mo brought the fire source last time, Old Wang was not only able to smoke dry tobacco, but also made a fire to boil water and make tea.

It was a really good day.

"Xiao Lin, are you back?" Old man Wang also smiled when he saw Lin Mo.

They have been friends for years. Although there is an age difference of more than sixty years, their temperaments are very congenial and they can chat together.

"Come on, sit down." Old man Wang made way for Lin Mo to sit on a bench, and he sat on the stone platform in front of the room.

Lin Mo glanced at the person sitting opposite and sat down with curiosity.

"Let me introduce, this is Master Miaozhu from Xiyu Temple." Old man Wang saw Lin Mo's eyes and said proactively.

Monk?

Mage?

Lin Mo felt that this thing was far away from modern life, and it was generally impossible to see such monks.

So I couldn't help but take a few more glances.

He is indeed a monk with a bald head, wearing gray clothes, carrying a cloth bag diagonally across his back, and a string of shiny Buddhist beads around his neck. His eyelids are drooped, and he always seems to be smiling.

Master Miaozhu didn't say anything, but nodded slightly to Lin Mo as a greeting.

"His name is Lin Mo, and he is my good friend."

After Old Man Wang finished speaking, the great monk over there stood up and said, "Principal Wang, please agree to what you just said. I won't disturb you anymore. I will go back to Xiyu Temple and wait for you to come."

Then he made a Buddhist ritual and turned around to leave.

The monk walked very fast. One second he was at the door, and the next second he was gone.

"Why are there still monk-type nightmares?"

Lin Mo asked curiously at this time.

The monk just now had no breath of a living person in his body. His obsession was so strong that he had never seen it before. He was a nightmare by definition.

But it was different from the obsessional nightmares Lin Mo had seen before.

Unlike the old Chinese medicine doctor and the delivery boy Wei Dong, who rely on obsession to exist, they basically can't remember what happened in the past and have no wisdom.

The monk just now clearly looked like a normal person, even a little bit like an eminent monk.

"What kind of nightmare? I'm visualizing Buddha." Old Man Wang said.

"Buddha?" Lin Mo obviously didn't believe it.

"Absolutely. Don't you believe it? Master Miaozhu is older than me. You know that I do nothing but deal with dead people. One year, I collected a drowned corpse, and when I went back that night, I I couldn't afford to be sick. I knew it was contaminated with something unclean. Anyone in my line of work has ways to protect themselves, but that time, it didn't work. In the end, I invited Master Miaozhu to come and chant sutras all night. It was resolved.”

When mentioning the past events, Old Man Wang was also a little sad, but there was also gratitude on his face.

"Is it so mysterious?" Lin Mo +1 for disbelief.

"Believe it or not, let me tell you, I was still young when I was recruited, only forty-one years old. At that time, Master Miaozhu was already eighty years old."

"What?"

This time Lin Mo was surprised.

Old Wang is forty, and others are eighty. According to Old Wang's current age, it is eighty-nine, plus the seven years since his death, it is ninety-six.

Doesn’t it mean that Master Miaozhu is over one hundred and thirty years old?

Isn't this a joke?

The problem is that the great monk just now looked about forty or fifty years old, and he didn't look like a centenarian at all.

"When did he die...no, pass away?"

Lin Mo knew that the death of a monk was regarded as nirvana, so he asked.

"More than a month ago." Old Man Wang calculated.

That's definitely impossible!

Lin Mo was absolutely skeptical.

But there is no need to continue arguing with Old Man Wang about this matter, because no one can convince anyone.

Not mentioning the great monk next, Lin Mo chatted with Old Man Wang about recent events while drinking tea.

"Me? I don't have anything else to do. I'm just making origami figures here. It's quite leisurely. Occasionally, a few troublemakers come by and I yell and run away."

The 'troublemaker' in Old Man Wang's words refers to the nightmare that wanders over.

But under normal circumstances, those nightmares are no match for Lao Wang.

Even the original headless nightmare didn't have its head cut off by Lao Wang.

As long as he is touched by the paper man, life and death will be in Lao Wang's hands.

This is also the cool thing about Lao Wang.

After chatting about Lin Mo's experience and briefly talking about it, Old Man Wang was also fascinated by it.

"So interesting? Then I really should go out for a walk, and I can't stay in this ravine." Old man Wang slapped his thigh: "Okay, I will go to Xiyu Temple tomorrow, thanks to Master Miaozhu, I helped."

Lin Mo wanted to ask what it was about, but seeing that Old Man Wang had no intention of continuing, he thought that maybe the great monk had some unspeakable addiction and it was inconvenient to talk about it.

It's not easy for Old Man Wang to ask this himself.

Then don’t ask.

"Just in time, Lin Mo, I have a favor for you. Are you free these days?" Old Man Wang asked.

"Yes, tell me." Lin Mo was also surprised that Old Man Wang was not the kind of person who asked for help.

"I'm going to Xiyu Temple tomorrow. I may have to go there for two or three days. If you have time these days, come here and help me take a look. Mainly those neighbors will come here after they fall asleep. They can't see me. , I must be scared. I have cleaned up all the wolves here, but I am also afraid of nightmares from outside. If you see them, just help me clean them up."

Lin Mo nodded: "This matter is simple. Even if I am not free, I can still arrange for the little brother from last time to come over."

The 'little brother' he calls is the headless nightmare.

"Okay, that guy is quite powerful, but please don't let him scare the children." The children that Old Man Wang was talking about were two children from his neighbor's house.

This matter is settled.

Old man Wang didn't mention what he was doing at Xiyu Temple, and Lin Mo was too sensible to ask.

After chatting for a while, Lin Mo said goodbye and left.

time flies.

On the second night, Lin Mo fell asleep. He walked around the Green Garden community and had a good chat with Little Red Skirt and the others.

As a result, Lin Mo tricked a few more red balloons into coming out.

With the red balloon, Lin Mo felt at ease.

Go to Building 5 and call the headless boy up, and prepare to go to Old Man Wang.

As a result, the belly-headed man who lived with the headless boy heard this and expressed that he wanted to go.

"Okay, you two come together."

The third update is here!