Doomsday Begins with a Nightmare

The person who came was Lin Mo.

He called the uncle of the Lin family just now. He originally wanted to ask if he was at home first, but he heard the warning from the uncle.

He knew something was wrong.

So I accelerated into a dream and hurried over.

He could see clearly the situation in the room, and a terrifying ghost was running wild.

Lin Mo didn't need to ask.

There is no need to say more about the strength of the brick hammer. How many evil spirits have died under this weapon. Besides, although this evil spirit is not weak, it is still a lot worse than some of the first-line nightmares that Lin Mo encountered.

But what Lin Mo didn't expect was that when the brick hammer hit the opponent's forehead, there was no headshot scene that Lin Mo expected.

Bang!

It's like hitting a piece of cast iron.

Look at this evil ghost again, still standing still.

"Tietou Gong?"

Lin Mo moved quickly, and smashed the opponent's leg with his backhand.

The devil's legs were full of fat, and it was like hitting on a sponge.

I want to come a third time.

As a result, the gambler was already rushing towards Lin Mo.

"Eldest nephew, this thing can't be beaten to death." Uncle Lin shouted.

Unkillable ghost?

Lin Mo didn't believe it.

But it's true that this ghost can really withstand a brick hammer.

As a result, just when Lin Mo thought the ghost was about to make a move, the other party actually stopped. He looked at Lin Mo, and then at the uncle of the Lin family and the old grandson over there.

Then he said: "One, two, three, four, four, just right, enough people, let's continue playing."

Lin Mo looked at the ghost, and then looked at the mahjong table in the room.

seems to understand something.

Lin Mo felt a strong obsession from this evil ghost just now.

Obsession with the game?

Lin Mo had seen similar strong obsessions before.

The 'doctor' in the evolution forum.

Old Chinese.

The other party is a nightmare composed entirely of obsessions.

There is nothing else in the mind, only the transformation surgery, will not be affected by other things, a powerful, almost undead existence.

There is also a takeaway brother.

The power of obsession transcends resentment and malice, and no one can stop it from completing the order.

This kind of nightmare is easy to deal with, anyway, Lin Mo is quite experienced in dealing with this kind of obsessive nightmare.

At this time, the uncle of the Lin family came over and whispered to Lin Mo a few words, which could be regarded as clarifying the ins and outs of the gambler Cui Daquan.

When Lin Mo heard this, he understood why this gambler had such a strong obsession.

The other party is addicted to gambling like his life, but his luck is not good and he has never won at all, which really explains what it means to be addicted to vegetables.

Even if he becomes a ghost, his only brain is gambling.

Do not.

Not just for money.

Maybe this guy just wants to win once.

The more you don't let it win, the stronger the opponent's obsession, the stronger the obsession, the more fierce and terrifying.

On the contrary, if you can make it come true, you can gradually weaken the opponent's obsession.

Without obsession, this gambler will dissipate on his own.

If that's the case, then play with it, since you won't be able to play it yourself anyway.

"Be careful, nephew, if you fire a cannon on others, this guy will turn his face." The uncle reminded in a low voice.

Lin Mo was taken aback.

This is really a problem.

But since he has come this far, let's try it first, Lin Mo feels that he is playing blindly, and first of all, he can be sure that he can't win.

In addition, as long as the uncle and another old man release water, it stands to reason that the gambler can win.

try.

As soon as he got down, the uncle came to touch himself.

The gambler's obsession deepened.

But this is in line with the rules of the game. Although this gambler is fierce and tyrannical, the gambling products are quite good. As long as it conforms to the rules, it will not say anything.

It's just that the obsession is stronger.

Lin Mo reached out and poked the uncle quietly.

"I said uncle, didn't I let you release water? Don't bet with it."

"Do you think I think so?" The uncle's face turned bitter: "There is something wrong with this deck. If it's time to be fooled, it will be overturned by itself, and I have nothing to do."

"That's easy. Next time, we'll stick to a purpose and fight wherever we can." Lin Mo came up with an idea.

The uncle shook his head: "This method is good, but it's easy to give people a shot."

Lin Mo thought about it and said no.

"As long as we discuss it with the other old man, the three of us are deliberately playing cards that can be fooled. In this way, it is difficult to win, but it is not easy to lose?"

Grandpa is right.

In fact, at the beginning, he and Lao Sun were both bullshitting, the soy sauce brother. The soy sauce guy didn't know his position, so he fired a cannon and died unexpectedly.

At the moment, the uncle secretly gave the old grandson a wink.

The latter nodded.

Alliance reached.

Next is the draw.

As soon as the card surfaced, Lin Mo himself was dumbfounded.

He doesn't know other people's cards. Anyway, his own card is better to call. It stands to reason that this card is too easy to win. If you play a waste card, you can draw the next card.

Lin Mo raised his head and glanced at the serious gambler across from him.

My heart said that this product is really bad.

Simply worse than a bad ghost.

With this guy, no matter how lucky you are, it will support you.

This is also a matter.

"Alright, I'll take down the good cards and play them."

Lin Mo thought so and did it.

The card is out.

This time, the gambler got excited and shouted 'touch'.

It seems that no matter how unlucky the gambler is, as long as the other three work together to make it win, it can win.

as predicted.

This game of 'kill' was turned upside down. Fortunately, in the end, the gambler was out of luck.

The guy yelled in excitement.

The obsession on the body weakened a bit.

The uncle and the old grandson were also excited. The three of them looked at each other, cheered on each other, and made persistent efforts.

Next, the three of them cooperated more and more tacitly, and the gambler began to keep playing cards. Every time a game is won, the obsession of the gambler loses one point. In the end, its figure is very dim, like a transparent crystal.

In the ninth round, this guy actually drew a card by himself.

Roared excitedly.

"I won, I touched myself, I touched myself!"

After speaking, the figure dissipated and disappeared without a trace.

The mahjong table and mahjong tiles also decayed, turning into black gravel.

This is the first time Lin Mo has seen the obsessional nightmare dissipate, and he is also curious and observes carefully.

Both the uncle and the old grandson were relieved.

Gamblers are too fierce.

The uncle didn't say anything, people were sitting in the house, and the disaster came from the sky; the old grandson was even more unlucky, he forgot what he came for in the first place.

I've come to my senses now~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It's here to kill.

It is to release resentment and hatred.

As a result, he never expected that he was forced to play mahjong more than ten times.

Who's to make sense of this?

Fortunately, the gambler was successfully sent away.

Now to continue what was not done before?

The old sun looked at the Lin family uncle, and then at the somewhat scary Lin Mo, thinking that it's okay.

The gambler had frightened his sanity back before, and he wasn't stupid either.

Lao Lin, the eldest nephew, is not easy. If he really wants to do it, he will probably be killed by this uncle and nephew.

Suppressing the malice and resentment that kept pouring out, the old grandson didn't say a word, he raised his legs and walked out. In the end, he was dragged back by Lin Mo before he could go out.

"Wait a minute, let me ask you something!"