Doomsday Begins with a Nightmare

It was obvious that Dad Lin didn't want Madam Xu to talk so much.

But the rise of this ghost woman could not be stopped, and all of the situation was revealed at once.

Lin Mo's face turned blue and white.

He and Dad looked at each other.

Knowing son Moruo father.

Dad Lin sighed and shouted, "Old Can!"

Lao Can, who was holding a black umbrella, came over.

To be precise, this guy came upside down. There is something wrong with this ghost Lao Can. He never shows his face, and only lets you see the back of his head. .

"Lend me an umbrella for a few days."

When Lao Can heard this, he took a few steps forward, and then shook his head.

That means not borrowing.

"If you don't borrow it, you can't. Think clearly. If you don't lend it to me, then I'll rob it. If you borrow it, there is still a day to pay it back. If you rob it, then you won't pay it back." .

Lao Can started to run.

As a result, just two steps away, he was dragged back by the third child.

"What are you running? It's not just an umbrella, and it's not killing you." The third child muttered while holding Lao Can's shoulder.

Soon, Lao Can seemed to be persuaded.

It reluctantly approached backwards and handed the black umbrella to Dad Lin.

The latter nodded: "We're so familiar, I won't write the words. Speaking of which, it's hurtful to say that we have this kind of relationship. What's mine is yours, and what's yours is mine. What's the difference between each other?"

Lao Can was trembling with anger, but he couldn't speak, and couldn't refute it.

I have the heart to come up and fight with Dad Lin.

I also thought that I might not be able to beat it, and I could only admit that I was unlucky.

Dad Lin turned his hand and handed the black umbrella to Lin Mo.

"Xiao Mo, you can take this thing, it will protect you from the wind and rain, it will be of great use. Also, have a mental preparation, you are a living person, and going to the world of the dead is like throwing a piece of **** meat into a wolf's den. It's the same as here, and it will definitely be surrounded by ghosts, so, Dad, go with you."

The third child, Madam Xu and Lao Can were all stunned.

They wanted to say something, but they swallowed the words when they got to their mouths.

What happened before this family's father and son is inappropriate.

Still don't say it.

But they knew that if Dad Lin went in, he really wouldn't be able to get out.

Dad Lin is different from other ghosts.

Others are ninety percent, he is one hundred percent.

Lin Mo frowned.

"Dad, don't make trouble, I'm here for the girl."

"I'm for my son." Dad Lin argued, and for good reason.

Lin Mo turned his head and asked Mrs. Xu and the third child.

"Mother Xu, Third Uncle, can you hold my dad down?"

This is going to be strong.

Madam Xu shook her head, and the third child waved her hand even more: "We can't hold your dad down. This is a stubborn donkey. I can't hold it down. Look at me, I can't hold it down either."

Lin Mo was worried now.

This is not good.

Dad has the same temper as him, he can't stop the things he looks for, and if he really wants to go, he really can't persuade him, unless he uses force.

But what if everyone can't hold him down?

Lin Mo suddenly felt something, and probed into the distance.

He saw that in a small passage in the distance, a little guy was looking timidly here.

This time, Lin Mo's eyes lit up.

"Tiantian, come here quickly."

Lin Mo beckoned.

The little guy over there is Tian Tian.

Although Lin Mo asked him to hide under the covers, Tian Tian was still a little worried about Lin Mo, so he thought about it and walked out bravely.

This is definitely a historic moment for Tiantian.

Too bad his dad didn't see it.

Uncle Wang, the coffin-carrying man, is still foolishly guarding the door of the wooden house No. 133.

But I don't know that every day, I can freely come and go anywhere in the junk lane.

He didn't come out before because he didn't want to come out.

As long as he thinks about it every day, he can do anything in the junk lane anyway.

"Tiantian? Why is he here?" Dad Lin was also stunned.

Over there, Lin Mo ran over and hugged Tiantian, while walking over, he muttered in Tiantian's ear.

"Damn, that's it."

"Okay, Uncle Lin, don't worry, I will do it for you every day."

"Then please."

Lin Mo came over and suddenly threw Tiantian to Dad. Dad subconsciously picked it up and instantly knew that he had been fooled.

Because the moment Tian Tian hugged him, Dad Lin realized that he had been moved into a mental labyrinth.

Dad Lin is outrageously powerful, but he won't move.

Looking at this small room with four doors, Dad Lin opened a door and looked at it, and there was an identical small room over there.

Dumbfounded at the moment.

Knowing that he won't be able to get out in a short time, Dad Lin sighed.

I wanted to find Tian Tian, ​​but Tian Tian was obviously arranged by Lin Mo properly and ran away early.

I guess he was hiding under the covers.

At this time, Lin Mo was already holding a black umbrella and walked to the copper door. The dead man who came out saw Lin Mo holding an umbrella and subconsciously avoided it.

I know it's not easy to mess with.

But there are also peeps that don't have long eyes, waiting for opportunities around.

But they were all hacked to death by the third child with a knife.

For dead people with bad thoughts, the third child is not ambiguous at all.

Lao Can didn't say a word, he couldn't speak, but he didn't even think about taking the umbrella back.

He even helped Lin Mo make a crutch.

The bones were made from the bones of the dead who were hacked to death by the third child, still stained with blood. After they were done, they walked upside down and put the crutches into Lin Mo's hands.

Madam Xu watched from the side, quite surprised.

"Xiao Mo, this is a good thing. If you get lost and can't find an exit, put this crutch upright, then let go of your hand. Which way the head of the stick falls, go in that direction, right? wrong."

When Lin Mo heard it, he knew it was a good thing and hurriedly thanked him.

"Thank you Uncle Chan!"

The mouth is sweet.

Lao Can waved his hand behind his back, expressing no thanks.

Madam Xu was still explaining to Lin Mo.

"Remember, you can't throw an umbrella, you can't throw it away at any time, there are people who have died for tens of thousands of years, and some are powerful thieves. In addition to shielding the wind and rain, this umbrella can also cover your breath. Although, you have this jade in your hand. The ring can also cover your breath, but the inside of the copper door is too scary, the power of this jade ring will be directly corroded~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Lin Mo nodded, indicating that he understood.

"Also, don't be afraid. The more afraid you are, the more you will be discovered by the ghosts inside."

Lin Mo smiled and said this, Mrs. Xu, don't worry, I'm very courageous, made of titanium alloy.

"By the way, after you go in, you may see many doors, which are the doors of memory, don't go in randomly, most of the memories of the deceased are full of despair, resentment and hatred. In addition to pollution, there is also the possibility of getting lost in the memories of those who have died."

Lin Mo wrote down all these knowledge points one by one.

"Okay, I have nothing else to tell you, go ahead and bring that good girl back."

Lin Mo nodded, then turned around and walked into the copper door.

The moment he passed through the copper door, Lin Mo seemed to have walked into a gray fog.

But this fog is more like thick volcanic ash, and breathing itself is extremely uncomfortable.

Now the deceased is walking out. He is a retrograde person, so it is inevitable that he will collide with some dead people.

Some dead people ignored Lin Mo and hurried past, because Lin Mo, who was holding a black umbrella, completely suppressed the breath of the living.

But there are also a few who can perceive that they want to attack Lin Mo, but as soon as they do it, they are knocked to the ground by Lin Mo.

Through the gray fog, Lin Mo felt the wind.

Very terrifying wind.

Really like a knife, it can cut through the flesh.

Lin Mo saw with his own eyes a dead man was blown by a gust of wind, and his flesh was torn off a lot. It looked like a skinned frog, dripping with blood.