Doomsday Begins with a Nightmare

When Zhou Liang dealt with the coffin bearer, he took the lead. Lin Mo dealt with Zhou Liang and took the lead with a sneak attack.

But Lin Mo knew that this was just the beginning.

The curse on Zhou Liang's body is too terrible. Fire can hurt him, but it is impossible to kill him.

There are only a few curses on Lin Mo, which cannot be compared with Zhou Liang.

So he didn't even think about relying on his own strength to single out such a boss-level monster.

Lin Mo rushed to the coffin bearer in a few steps, then stretched out his hand and reached into the wound on the coffin bearer's chest without hesitation.

He wanted to take out the palm that Zhou Liang had left in the body of the coffin bearer.

This thing is the source of all cursed attacks.

Only if this thing is taken away, the coffin bearer can recover, otherwise under the attack of various curses, the coffin bearer will not be able to move.

Lin Mo's tactics are simple.

The first step is to sneak attack to interfere with Zhou Liang, and use the flames to make him temporarily unable to take care of this place.

The second part is to take this opportunity to help the coffin bearer lift the curse attack.

Because only the coffin bearer can defeat Zhou Liang.

At the critical moment, Lin Mo's mind was still very flexible.

In the wound of the coffin-bearer, the flesh and blood were blurred, thick and cold, and when he reached in, it was as if he had penetrated into a pool of icy mud. This is not the most infiltrating, the most infiltrating is that at this moment, the cold eyes of the coffin-carrying man have been staring at Lin Mo.

Obviously, although Zhou Liang's curse attack is terrible, it can temporarily paralyze the coffin bearer, but it can't kill the coffin bearer.

These two are tough guys.

Lin Mo ignored the other party's gaze, explored for a while, and soon, he touched something.

A wave of curses instantly affected Lin Mo.

Almost at the same time, Lin Mo used all his strength, grabbed the thing, pulled it out fiercely, and threw it to the ground.

It was at this moment that Lin Mo felt powerless. He should have only been affected by the curse on his severed hand. After all, he was not the main target of the attack.

Even so, Lin Mo almost fell to the ground.

But in a short time, Lin Mo couldn't move, and couldn't even move one step.

The coffin-bearer's recovery ability was obviously much stronger than Lin Mo's. The other party moved and had a knife in his hand.

With a flick of his hand, Zhou Liang's hand was nailed to the ground.

After that, the coffin bearer ignored Lin Mo, and immediately rushed towards Zhou Liang who was covered in fire.

This time, the coffin-carrying man was also wise and wise, instead of touching the other person with his hands, he took the coffin on his back and directly buckled Zhou Liang, who was covered in fire, into it.

Next, turn the coffin upside down and snap the lid, and Zhou Liang was put inside.

The whole process was too fast to react to.

Although Lin Mo couldn't move temporarily, he could see clearly.

"It turns out that this coffin is actually a weapon."

Bang bang bang!

Soon, there was a sound from the coffin, and Zhou Liang inside was attacking frantically, but he didn't know what kind of wood the coffin was made of. It was stronger than steel and couldn't be damaged at all.

The coffin bearer carried the coffin back up.

Nodding at Lin Mo, his mouth made a sound similar to the chirping of insects.

It should be talking, but it's a pity that Lin Mo couldn't understand it.

"He said that after two days, the coffin will digest this monster, and he said thank you very much."

A voice sounded from the ground nearby.

Lin Mo glanced at it.

It's the white bone mask that can talk particularly.

At that time, Lin Mo used the other party to attract Zhou Liang's attention.

The other party took the initiative to speak, probably because he was still tightly bound and could not run away.

Lin Mo couldn't move at this time.

Zhou Liang's Sequence 2 curse attacks were too terrifying, even if it was only affected a little, Lin Mo felt the passing of life, aging, paralysis, and even he couldn't see clearly.

At this time, the coffin bearer came over, looked up and down, took out a black thing from his pocket and stuffed it into Lin Mo's mouth.

Lin Mo wanted to scold, but when he opened his mouth, something was stuffed into his mouth.

Uh?

Pretty sweet.

Lin Mo took a sip, and it turned out to be a piece of chocolate.

This was far beyond Lin Mo's expectations. He never thought that the coffin bearer would actually put a piece of chocolate in his mouth.

The mixed taste of sweetness and bitterness quickly dispelled the effects of the curse. Lin Mo felt that his life was no longer passing, his body could move, and his vision returned to clarity.

Finished.

Lin Mo pursed his lips and asked the coffin bearer, "Anything else?"

The coffin bearer was silent.

"He doesn't understand." The bone mask on the ground reminded.

Lin Mo walked over, first picked up his beloved, turned his head and checked it. It was not knocked or touched, and it was intact.

Can't leave.

After putting it away, I picked up the white bone mask.

"What language did the coffin bearer speak?" Lin Mo asked.

"Some kind of ghost language, I know a little bit."

"Help me tell him, be careful of the monster in the coffin, the other party won't die so easily." Lin Mo felt that he still had to remind him.

After all, the curse on Zhou Liang was too powerful.

Underestimate the enemy is not worth it.

Then, the bone mask also made that kind of weird insect chirping.

The coffin bearer nodded.

However, it seems a little unconcerned. It seems that people are very confident in his coffin.

Lin Mo thought for a while, and let the bone mask pass the message: "Call me when you open the museum."

The coffin bearer and the Bone Mask exchanged a few words, and the Bone Mask told Lin Mo: "He said yes, and the coffin bearer asked if you were going to log house No. 133."

Lin Mo nodded.

This time there is no need for translation, and the coffin bearer understands it.

The latter waved to Lin Mo, and after reaching the door of the wooden house No. 133, he took out a key from his clothes and opened the wooden door.

There is actually a key.

It seems that Xu Yang's information is not comprehensive.

Because the key to the wooden house No. 133 is on the coffin bearer, it is no wonder that only the coffin bearer has completed the entrustment of the owner of the log house, because no one else can get in at all.

Lin Mo also nodded at the coffin bearer, and then walked into the wooden house.

Light and shadow changes.

Lin Mo seemed to pass through some kind of barrier all at once, and when he looked at the room again, it was completely different from what he imagined.

He thought that the wooden house would be a terrifying and terrifying environment, and the owner of the wooden house would be a sinister and cunning guy, maybe even a corpse or a ghost.

But it turned out not to be at all.

The house is an ordinary dwelling that can no longer be ordinary, UU reading www.uukanshu. com Dilapidated wooden beds, faded children's rugs, and clothes hanging from the wire in the house. There are some toys on the ground, and at this moment, a little boy is playing with blocks.

Lin Mo swept around.

There is no one else here but the little boy.

The little boy looked like he was five or six years old. He was using building blocks to make a place like a town. He was playing very seriously and didn't notice anyone coming in.

Lin Mo probed and looked at the building blocks on the ground.

There are hundreds of building blocks, some are stacked on top of each other, and some are placed in different positions. At this time, Lin Mo noticed that there was a small pocket sign in front of the big building that looked like an entrance.

There are three words written on it.

Thrift Alley!

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