Doomsday Begins with a Nightmare

The voice of the white-faced ghost officer directly caused the ghosts at the door to turn their heads.

Lin Mo waved at them.

To be honest, Lin Mo didn't do this on purpose before, pretending to be 'Lin Yuan'. It was those ghosts who sent him to kneel. He took it for granted that Lin Mo never said he was Lin Yuan.

Lin Mo knew very well that he was not Lin Yuan. These simple-minded ghosts couldn't see it, but it didn't mean that other ghosts couldn't see it.

And Lin Mo has no interest in impersonating others.

Now his thoughts are simple.

Find Lin Yuan, find this own brother, family, and ask clearly.

However, he listened to the meaning of the white-faced ghost official, and Lin Yuan was not in the government office.

He thought, do you want to come back later?

The white-faced ghost officer over there looked at Lin Mo carefully, and the respectful expression on his face disappeared.

It is estimated that this is not 'Lin Yuan'.

"Who are you?" The white-faced ghost official revealed a ghostly appearance, which was quite terrifying.

Then a few steps rushed forward.

Of course, Lin Mo wouldn't be frightened by the other party. He was unmoved, and he didn't even blink his eyes.

"You should be able to tell that I'm Lin Yuan's brother. I'm here to chat with him. Is he not here?"

Calm and calm.

The white-faced ghost official was obviously stunned by this calmness.

The other party said that he was Lord Lin Yuan's brother, and since he looked so similar, it might be true.

Anyway, the white-faced ghost can tell that the other party is not a dummy.

"Lord Lin Yuan went out a few days ago and didn't come back." The white-faced ghost official accepted the ghost appearance and was much more polite.

"Oh, that's all right, you are busy first, don't worry about me." Lin Mo motioned you to continue.

The white-faced ghost official nodded, and said to the head held by the paper figurine over there: "In short, Lord Lin Yuan is not here, and Lord Zhang has not woken up for a long time. The official side is really powerless."

People are in a hurry.

"I don't care, the ghost pavilion was built by Mr. Chunfeng back then. You know better than me how many terrifying things are in it. If something goes wrong, the whole ghost town will suffer. No, you have to take care of this matter. No matter what."

The white-faced ghost official also looked worried.

"What should I do? Do you think I'm much better than you? Yes, I'm better than you, but the ghost pavilion is too dangerous, and I'm too self-sufficient to go there, even if I wear all the ghosts, it's not enough. Anyway , I will never go."

"Then what should I do? If something goes wrong, Lord Lin Yuan will not spare you when he comes back." The head threatened.

The white-faced ghost officer was sent to the first army.

"Hey, since the ghost pavilion appeared, it has been the place where ghost towns gather yin. It was first suppressed by Lord Zhang, and then handed over to Lord Lin Yuan's jurisdiction. Back then, Lord Lin Yuan entered the pavilion alone and went up and down nine floors, all of them left. Once again, the ghost kings in the pavilion have been settled. The ghosts in there are afraid of Mr. Zhang and Mr. Lin Yuan, and the others will not be able to hold back. Oh, no, Mr. Lin Yuan did not find a woman a few years ago. As an eye, it stands to reason that with her there, nothing will go wrong."

The white-faced ghost officer seemed to remember something and asked.

The head was crying and sad at the moment: "Don't mention that woman, this accident happened because of her. I don't know what happened to her, the time is up, I didn't go to ring the bell to suppress the ghosts at all, and this is the trouble in the ghost pavilion, hey, now But what should I do? Otherwise, carry Master Zhang over, and even if he falls asleep, he will still be a deterrent."

"If you want to kill me, don't pull me. If something goes wrong, you and I can't afford to die a hundred times."

"But I can't think of any tricks. In fact, as long as Master Zhang or Lin Yuan go for a walk and ring the bell, the matter can be solved."

"That's true, but Lord Lin Yuan isn't here..."

"Hey!"

The white-faced ghost official and the human-headed ghost sighed in unison.

Then they looked at each other, not knowing what to think, and then looked at Lin Mo who was listening to them talking.

Lin Mo was listening with great interest, and suddenly saw these two guys looking at him, their eyes still glowing, which made Lin Mo stunned for a while.

"What do you see me doing?"

The white-faced ghost officer didn't answer immediately, but said to Li Gui, "Is it really enough to just ring the bell?"

Rentou Li Gui nodded: "Yes, these years, haven't they come here like this? In the earliest days, it was Master Zhang who knocked first, then Master Lin Yuan, and later, it was the woman. Now that woman can't be counted on. , If Lord Lin Yuan can go, I believe you can walk to the top floor safely and ring the ghost bell!"

"Those ghosts in the ghost pavilion will not attack Lord Lin Yuan, will they?"

"Hey, I wouldn't dare to lend them a hundred courage."

"Oh, if it's a person who looks exactly like Lin Yuan, can you tell them apart?"

"It's possible, but it's unlikely. After all, who would dare to stop Lord Lin Yuan?"

"It makes sense!"

The white-faced ghost official and the human-headed ghost tell me a sentence, sing and harmonize, and arrange things directly.

Lin Mo isn't stupid either. If he didn't understand it at first, but after such an obvious conversation between the two, if he doesn't understand anymore, then he's a fool.

Immediately, he waved his hand: "Hey, hey, don't make fun of me here. I'm just here to find my brother. I can't handle other things, especially risky things, let alone."

The human head that the paper figure was holding ran over, and then knelt down.

"What do you call your lord?"

Too polite.

Lin Mo hurriedly told you to get up, and said that I am not an adult, my name is Lin Mo.

"Lin Yuan, Lin Mo, they are really two brothers." The head ghost was excited, and it said to Lin Mo: "My name is Chang Zhou, the ghost pavilion's little manager, in fact, is to watch the gate, and usually does paper figurines handicrafts. I am very familiar with Lord Lin Yuan."

Lin Mo nodded, believing he knew him.

"Lord Lin Mo!"

"Just call me Lin Mo."

"Then how can I do it? At worst, I have to call Brother Lin."

"whatever!"

"Little Brother Lin, you are Lord Lin Yuan's brother. You have to do this, because if something goes wrong in Ghost Pavilion, Lord Lin Yuan is the most responsible. Even for Lord Lin Yuan, you have to help."

Chang Zhou's words immediately hit the pain point.

Lin Mo didn't know what to say.

It stands to reason that he is not completely sure that Lin Yuan is his family and brother, but he is basically certain that Lin Yuan helped him five years ago.

So I aimed at ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ If it was what the other party asked, Lin Mo was absolutely obliged.

Although it wasn't Lin Yuan asking him for help in this matter right now, Lin Mo couldn't refuse when Chang Zhou, a savage ghost, said so.

The white-faced ghost officer next to him also reacted at this moment, and hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"Little Brother Lin, Chang Zhou is right about this matter. The ghost pavilion is indeed the responsibility of Lord Lin Yuan, and if something goes wrong, the entire ghost town will suffer. What will happen, no one can predict."

At this moment, the two ghosts are your words and my words, and they actually persuaded Lin Mo.

The latter frowned and thought about it, then asked what the situation was.

"Let's talk about it first, what is the ghost pavilion?"

"This is for me." Chang Zhou asked the paper figurine holding it to lift it up, keeping an eye on Lin Mo, and only now said: "Simply put, the Ghost Pavilion is where Mr. Chunfeng imprisoned the murderous ghost Li back then. There are many evil things in the land of evil, but there is a ghost bell on the ninth floor of the ghost pavilion. It was also cast by Mr. Chunfeng. It has to be struck once a day to suppress the ghosts. In the past hundreds of years, the ghost bell has been tolled every day. Ring once, but today, no ring."