Chapter 633 It’s Very Simple. Go Ring a Bell [5000 Monthly Vote Please]

The ghost bell that should be rung every day did not ring. What would the ghosts in the ghost pavilion think?

It's definitely not panic.

It could be a surprise.

Chang Zhou didn't know what the ghosts in the ghost pavilion were thinking.

Chang Zhou was the guard at the gate of the Ghost Pavilion, but he was very frightened anyway.

"I did evil things when I was young. I was also a gangster, killing people and setting fires. But later I was caught by the government. I was sentenced to beheading. I still remember the excitement of Caishikou back then. People around me laughed and cursed, okay? It was lively, and the knife used by the executioner was so bright that it was dazzling. Mr. Chunfeng was also passing by. After seeing me, he asked me if I would like to take the blame. At that time, I was about to die, so I finally woke up and nodded and said yes. Later, Chunfeng Mr. Feng put a talisman on my forehead, so even though my head was chopped off, I can still live in this underworld."

"From then on, I followed Mr. Chunfeng. I learned whatever Mr. Chunfeng asked me to do. He asked me to guard the gate, and I had no complaints. Before he left, he told me that the Ghost Pavilion does not allow for changes. I will accept it. If you are so kind to me, sir, I will never let anything happen to the Ghost Pavilion."

Chang Zhou, who was held by a paper man with only one head left, told the past at this moment.

Lin Mo frowned upon hearing this.

This guy just talked about how he was in the past, which was obviously showing off and showing off.

But what he said was true.

However, although there were some meaningless words mixed in, Lin Mo understood the specific situation.

To put it simply, there is a ghost pavilion in the ghost town.

The Ghost Pavilion is very scary. There are many evil ghosts in it, and they are all old ghosts from Mr. Chunfeng's era.

In order to suppress them, there is not only a ghost pavilion, but also a ghost clock.

The ghost clock must be struck once a day to suppress the ghosts.

If you don't knock for a day, something might happen.

If you don't knock it for two days, there will definitely be a big mess.

If there is no knocking for three days, it will definitely be a disaster.

The person who first rang the bell was Mr. Chunfeng himself, and later became Mr. Zhang of the Ghost City Government. Then it was Lin Yuan. In recent years, it was replaced by a woman.

This time it was the woman who didn't know what happened and didn't ring the bell, which caused trouble.

What we need to do now is to go to the Ghost Pavilion and ring the bell.

Let’s calm down the restless ghosts in the Ghost Pavilion first.

After that, ask the woman what happened.

The white-faced ghost official said he didn't dare to go, and the human-headed ghost Chang Zhou said he didn't dare to go either.

They asked Lin Mo to pretend to be Lin Yuan and ring the bell.

It's that simple.

Lin Mo had actually been persuaded by these two guys, mainly because it was Lin Yuan's matter and Lin Mo wanted to help.

But it can’t be in vain.

Lin Yuan may be his own brother, which is no problem, but the white-faced ghost official and Chang Zhou have to pay a price and must be given some benefits.

"My sleeves are clean and I have nothing." The white-faced ghost official shook his sleeves, indicating that he was impoverished and had nothing to offer.

"I don't care. You can help anyway, but you can't help in vain. It doesn't matter to you two." Lin Mo said as if there is no benefit, I won't go.

The white-faced ghost official saw this posture, thought for a while, and said that he might as well lend you Lord Lin Yuan's official seal.

"That's a really good thing. In addition to the official seal, I will also lend you an official uniform."

Lin Mo sneered as he listened.

Just say that if you let me pretend to be my brother Lin Yuan, I will definitely have to wear this outfit. Is this a benefit?

The white-faced ghost official looked helpless: "I am really poor."

Lin Mo didn't want to deal with it.

His eyes moved to Chang Zhou.

The latter is also crying for poverty.

"I'm just a gatekeeper, and I'm poorer than them all." Chang Zhou asked the paper man to point at the white-faced ghost official, saying that he was not as good as him.

Lin Mo knew that these two items were probably of little value and could not be taken out.

The white-faced ghost official doesn't care.

Chang Zhou did have something Lin Mo wanted.

Lin Mo walked over and looked at the paper man holding Chang Zhou's head, looking left and right, and then squeezed it.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Mo's actions made Chang Zhou feel nervous.

Now Lin Mo didn't hide it anymore.

"Your origami skills are pretty good!"

A compliment.

The subtext is that I'm interested in this.

Chang Zhou is not stupid either.

"My skills as a paper man must be passed on to Mr. Chunfeng, and should not be passed on to outsiders lightly."

This stuff was actually served.

Lin Mo just sneered and said nothing.

When Chang Zhou saw that the other party didn't accept this trick, he could only change the subject.

"If you want to learn, I'll teach you. But I don't have time right now. I have to ring the bell first."

"Okay, as long as you agree."

Lin Mo's goal was finally achieved.

He also has a foundation in the art of paper man. When he mentioned the art of paper man, he thought of the old man Wang. There are not many people who can admire and respect Lin Mo from the bottom of his heart, and Old Man Wang is one of them.

Moreover, Old Man Wang also taught him everything he had, without hiding anything for himself.

The two are friends who have been together for many years.

The other party was willing to teach, and Lin Mo was also willing to learn, but no one expected that Lin Mo would learn the splits on his own, and the paper-man skills he learned were different from those taught by Old Man Wang.

But it's a good thing.

It is green out of blue and better than blue.

Many times in the past, dangers were averted thanks to the art of paper figures.

However, I had only learned a little bit about the art of paper figurines and had no chance to further my studies. When I met Chang Zhou this time, Lin Mo saw that the opponent was good at making paper figurines, so he wanted to study it.

Later, Lin Mo learned that Chang Zhou, in addition to guarding the gate at the Ghost Pavilion, also opened a paper figurine shop in the Ghost Town and was a small boss.

The funeral that Lin Mo saw before, the paper figures playing and singing at the door, were Chang Zhou's masterpieces.

This is also a craftsman.

Moreover, I learned it from Mr. Chunfeng, so it is definitely not ordinary.

You have to learn this.

But the most important thing now was to ring the bell.

The white-faced ghost officer went back to get the official uniform and official seal. Lin Mo looked at the official uniform and saw that it was just a piece of shabby clothes with nothing special about it. It was very funny on the boat, so Lin Mo didn't want to wear it.

The most you can do is to put on your official seal and official hat.

To be safe, Lin Mo took out a few red balloons from the cardboard box hidden in the alley and tied them around his waist.

These two guys said that the Ghost Pavilion was so evil, Lin Mo had to take precautions before it happened.

Although Lin Mo is now more capable and has the curse of the undead to defend himself, it is always good to have an extra layer of protection.

It’s just that Lin Mo’s look is so trendy right now.

Wearing a black gauze hat, a gloomy official seal is pinned to a red string around his waist. There is also a weird brick hammer around his waist, and five red balloons are tied behind his back. The balloons are fluttering and very bright.

"Ready, let's go."

On the way, Lin Mo asked carefully about the location of the ghost clock, how to ring it, and the situation in the ghost pavilion.

"Under normal circumstances, you walk in, walk through the courtyard, enter the attic, go up the wooden ladder, and go up to the ninth floor. In a hall at the top of the attic, there is a big black iron clock hanging. There is a wooden bumper over there, and the traction rope is shaking , just ring the bell, it’s very simple.”

After Chang Zhou finished his story, Lin Mo asked, if this is a normal situation, what about an abnormal situation?

"I don't know about this. Under abnormal circumstances, anything outrageous may happen in the Ghost Pavilion, so you have to adapt accordingly."

Lin Mo felt that Chang Zhou was unreliable.

"It's my first time going and I need a guide."

Lin Mo glanced at Chang Zhou.

The latter also glanced at Lin Mo.

"What do you think I'm doing? I've never gone in before. I'm a gatekeeper, and I'm disabled. You don't want me to be your guide, do you?"

There's nothing wrong with Chang Zhou's words.

Lin Mo looked at the white-faced ghost official again.

"You see, I'm useless. I've never been there, and I'm timid. Not only may I not be able to help, I may also be holding you back."

These two guys definitely can't be counted on.

Lin Mo said, just find anyone who has been to the Ghost Pavilion to be your guide.

"No, that place is extremely dangerous. Only Mr. Zhang and Mr. Lin Yuan have been there before. Later, that woman stayed there. Besides, who else would have nothing to do to go to that place?"

Lin Mo was completely speechless this time.

After all, he was the only one going in this time.

"In the past, Mr. Lin Yuan always entered alone. If there are more people this time, the ghosts in the ghost pavilion will become suspicious. If you go in alone, as long as you hold your airs, the ghosts will not be able to hide in time. It is impossible. Take the initiative to look for trouble.”

Lin Mo thought about it and realized that this was also the case.

After all, he was using the name Lin Yuan this time, so he had to pretend to be more like him.

At this time, Lin Mo asked again about 'that woman' who had ringed the bell for Lin Yuan in recent years.

Because Chang Zhou said, if you have the chance, see what happened to the woman and why you didn't ring the bell.

"What's that woman's name?" Lin Mo asked the basics first.

Chang Zhou shook his head and said he didn't know.

"how old?"

"have no idea!"

"Fat or thin?"

"have no idea!"

This is a standard question and answer.

Lin Mo asked if he had seen that woman. Chang Zhou shook his head and said that he had not. It was just that he heard Master Lin Yuan explain this a few years ago, saying that the matter of ringing the bell would be left to that woman in the future.

So no matter who they are, they call the current bell-ringer 'that woman'.

Lin Mo also laughed.

"Don't count on me for this matter. I don't even know about that woman. I wouldn't recognize her even if I met her. Anyway, I am only responsible for ringing the bell once, just once. You can think of other things on your own. "

Lin Mo felt like he was on a pirate ship, but now he couldn't get off.

Again, I was helping my brothers, so even if I knew I was being cheated, I had no choice but to go.

As we talked, we arrived at the place.

There is a huge courtyard in front, with high walls and a gate, which is very luxurious.

It can be called a garden-style deep house compound.

In the center of the stacked courtyards inside, there is an attic tens of meters high. The huge building is hidden in the darkness in the distance, and only a small part can be seen.

It looks less like an attic and more like a monster.

A gust of wind blew by, and the copper bell hanging on the eaves extending from the attic in the distance made a tinkling sound. The sound was clear and crisp, but after listening to it for a long time, I felt uncomfortable, as if something was clutching my heart, depressing it. Incomparable.

"Where to enter?" Lin Mo asked.

Chang Zhou pointed to a gate in front, and the paper man holding it ran over quickly.

Lin Mo followed and took a look, and saw that there was a small room next to it. There was only one room, and there were all kinds of paper figures in it. There were several people standing at the door.

There is also a playing and singing group.

It can be seen that Chang Zhou lives in this small house on weekdays.

For it, this small house is not too small. After all, Chang Zhou is just a human head now. How much area can one head occupy?

It’s already a mansion.

"Brother Lin, I'll leave it to you this time. It's past the time for today's bell ringing. If the bell doesn't ring next time, something will happen to the Ghost Pavilion."

"You just need to move forward and don't talk to any ghosts, then those things will think you are Lord Lin Yuan."

Lin Mo asked, White-faced Ghost Officer, how did you see it just now?

The white-faced ghost official said: "Just looking at your appearance and even your breath, you are the same as Mr. Lin Yuan. However, you have no official title or official seal on your body, and I have been with Mr. Lin Yuan for a long time, so I can tell a lot. But The ghosts in the Ghost Pavilion rarely see Master Lin Yuan, and Master Lin Yuan has not been there in the past few years, so it is unlikely that they can see the clues."

This is also the most important part of the bell-ringing plan.

The two of them were betting that the ghosts in the Ghost Pavilion wouldn't be able to tell that Lin Mo was fake. In this way, it would be much easier to ring the bell, because absolutely no one would dare to stop Master Lin Yuan.

"Okay, got it."

Lin Mo knew that it was useless to ask more questions now.

After entering, you can only adapt to circumstances.

He knows how to keep silent and put on airs.

Now he was heading towards the door.

Behind him, the white-faced ghost official and Chang Zhou both bowed to Lin Mo.

Lin Mo approached the gate, and the dark gate opened automatically. The gate was made of iron, and there were several evil gatekeepers carved on it. The images were vivid and just like the real thing.

When he got closer, the ghost eagle above actually turned his head and glanced at Lin Mo.

Lin Mo wanted to glare, but then he remembered that he was pretending to be Lin Yuan. It was said that Lin Yuan was very serious and unsmiling, so he ignored the relief on the iron door and stepped in.

There is a huge Feng Shui wall with paintings and writing on it.

Lin Mo didn't understand.

The character is written in a strange way and is unrecognizable.

Go inside and go through one door and another.

After walking through the large courtyard and the small courtyard, I found a very narrow corridor near the front of the Ghost Pavilion with high walls on both sides and ghost figures behind the high walls.

Lin Mo looked up and found a head on the edge of the wall.

There is a head on the wall, either because the person is tall, or standing on a high platform, or because of other reasons, such as the head being chopped off.

Lin Mo was curious and took a closer look. This time he could see clearly that these heads were all growing on the trees behind.

Other trees in other countries all bear fruit, but the tree here is unique and bears human heads.

This is strange.

I have never seen this kind of tree before.

When those heads saw Lin Mo and felt the aura on the official hat and official seal, they closed their eyes in fear.

Too lazy to pay attention to these things, Lin Mo looked ahead and saw a bloody wooden door.

There was still blood seeping out of the wooden door.

However, such a terrifying scene was simply child's play for Lin Mo.

He walked over and opened the door directly.

Inside is a garden.

Behind the garden is the entrance to the Ghost Pavilion.

Let me talk about this garden first. It looks very clean.

There are flowers, grass, pavilions, water and fish.

Rockeries, flowing water, exotic flowers and trees.

Here comes the fun part.

As for the flowers and plants on both sides, there are large flowers that look delicate and blooming, but if you look closely, you will find that in the center of the flowers is a human face.

There are also human heads buried in the soil under the grass and trees.

Plants and trees grow out of the eye sockets, mouths and nostrils of these human heads. This is not the most terrifying thing. The most frightening thing is that the human heads below, covered with vegetation, are still 'alive'.

In other words, these ghosts still maintain their original appearance. You can imagine how painful and uncomfortable it is to have grass growing in their mouths and noses and flowers growing in their eyes.

Lin Mo was amazed when he saw it.

"Whose garden is this? It's very unique."

At this time, Lin Mo's nose moved.

He caught a whiff of fragrance.

Very weird floral scent.

Mixed with some resentment and hatred.

Walking to the pavilion in front, Lin Mo saw a lot of odds and ends scattered on the round stone table, as well as some threads of different colors.

It's the kind of thread used to sew clothes.

Lin Mo picked it up and smelled it.

Fragrance is what remains on this line, as is resentment and hatred.

In addition, there are some human skin, ears, noses and other organs, which seem to have been cut off by scissors.

At this time, a strange scene popped into Lin Mo's mind.

It seems that there was once a person here who used ghost organs to trim them and then used needle and thread to sew them into something he liked.

"Needlework is usually done by women. Chang Zhou said that in recent years the person who rings the bell is a woman. Could it be something left by this woman?"

Lin Mo was just guessing.

I don't know if it is different from the actual situation.

But these are just minor episodes for Lin Mo.

What he has to do is enter the Ghost Pavilion, go up to the ninth floor, and ring the bell.

Walk along this pavilion and walk through the pavilion corridor to the entrance of the Ghost Pavilion. At this moment, the entrance door was open, and the wind came from nowhere, causing the door panel to sway and make a constant creaking sound.

A stream of sinister wind blew out from inside, mixed with all kinds of weird smells.

Lin Mo had never seen such a complex smell.

It's like a hodgepodge, and it's a broken, rotten hodgepodge.

Not to mention, this Ghost Pavilion is quite famous.

Chang Zhou said that Mr. Chunfeng made this place specifically to hold old ghosts.

It is said that there are countless ghosts and ghosts inside.

The specific number may only be known to Mr. Chunfeng.

Lin Mo was very curious. Ghosts can obviously be killed, so why didn't Mr. Chunfeng destroy all these evil ghosts? Why did they keep them?

Go take a look first.

Lin Mo looked at the door for a while and found nothing wrong, so he stepped in.

At that moment, it felt like entering from one world to another.

The original sound of the wind outside, the wind blowing through the grass, and the friction of the branches, all disappeared, and it suddenly fell into silence, just like the moment you get into a luxury car with excellent sound insulation and close the door.

Lin Mo looked back.

"I fucking knew that was the case."

He cursed.

Because at this moment, where is the door behind me?

Behind him is a dark wall.

But Lin Mo had expected this. Chang Zhou had never been here before, and he didn't know. The white-faced ghost official had never been here before, and he didn't know anything about it, so he ignored it for now and agreed to ring the bell. This matter must be done at least first.

Lin Mo had a straight face at this moment and started to walk forward with an air of dignity.

The attic is luxuriously decorated.

There are sixteen pillars, each beautifully carved, with a long corridor in front, rooms on the left and right, and a staircase that seems to be in front.

Lin Mo was walking along the corridor. When he passed the first room, he felt something staring at him. Lin Mo glanced sideways.

In a room, a woman wearing ancient clothes was combing her hair in the mirror.

At the woman's feet, a fat boy with a copper chain and a bellyband was staring at her with a pair of dark eyes.

And that woman is not a good person either.

She got excited about combing her hair, took off her own head, held it in her arms and started combing it carefully.

Perhaps feeling Lin Mo's gaze, the head in the woman's hand turned her face away, revealing a pair of bloody holes.

It’s Friday, everyone has a great weekend, and I’d like to ask for a monthly pass. Let’s invite our seven aunts, eight aunts, cousins, and cousins ​​to watch Nightmare together. How exciting it will be!