Doomsday Begins with a Nightmare

The evil ghost who was blown by the cloudy wind and looked **** and **** stumbled towards Lin Mo. The other party opened his mouth and twisted his body, like a crappy dancer. The only thing he praised was that he could move a short distance, but It is one or two meters, one or two meters, moving forward, swooshing close, as if watching a high-latency online movie.

Weird.

The other party obviously wanted to eat Lin Mo.

A terrifying aura emerged from this evil ghost. It was cold and colder than the wind in the extremely cold land. These things seemed to solidify the air and freeze the blood. Normal people would be shocked and unable to move under this kind of aura. Then it was chewed and swallowed by this evil spirit with the bones.

But the evil ghost went out today and didn't read the almanac. He was unlucky and met Lin Mo.

"Tell me about you, you still want to eat when you are like this? No wonder you are sinking in this place, come and come, I have a good heart, I will give you a ride." The brick hammer in Lin Mo's hand drew a fire mark, It smashed the skinned demon to the ground in one fell swoop. .

The brick was very hard, the head of the evil spirit was smashed directly, and the black thing was sprayed on the ground, and it fell to the ground with a bang, motionless, and looked dead.

Lin Mo suddenly remembered something.

Here is the real hell, these are the dead.

If they are killed again by themselves, even if they die for the second time, will they disappear, or will they enter another unknown place and continue to suffer endless pain?

This question is too advanced, and I couldn't understand it for a while. Thinking about it again, my brain hurts, and Lin Mo found that he was completely worrying about this.

"Why would I think about this?" Lin Mo muttered while holding the black umbrella.

Actually, it's not a fool's errand.

Lin Mo was worried about the light rain.

If Xiaoyu is killed in this hell, will she disappear?

"Bah, ah, Lin Mo, Lin Mo, you've been thinking about it all day, can you think about such an unlucky thing?"

Lin Mo spit a few mouthfuls.

It's very windy here.

Fortunately, there is a black umbrella to cover the wind. Lao Can's black umbrella does not know what it is made of. When the wind blows here, the car can be overturned for you, but it can't blow this umbrella.

Lin Mo walked for a long time, and he looked into the distance.

There is a scarlet streamer in front.

Unexpectedly, there is light in hell.

The scarlet streamer is just above the head, and there seem to be dozens of luminous points of different sizes, a bit like a red moon.

But these glowing dots come and go.

It's like opening and closing eyes.

Possibly it's really the eyes.

Lin Mo just glanced secretly and lowered his head.

He remembered what Mrs. Xu said, in hell, don't look up.

This is taboo.

What would happen if the taboo was violated, Madam Xu didn't say, but it was definitely not a good thing.

The place is huge, very wide and barren.

Madam Xu said that there are people who have been dead for tens of thousands of years here. After such a long time, Lin Mo thought that this place should be overcrowded, but in fact, there are very few dead people in the past.

Because in order to resist the terrifying wind outside, the dead mostly hid in low-lying places, or in places like canyons. Only in such places can the dead gray fog accumulate.

Lin Mo didn't come to travel to see the scenery, he came to find someone.

There is a 'symbiotic' curse between him and Xiaoyu, so no matter where he is, he can feel that breath.

Lin Mo could feel this breath in the distance.

Need to cross an open space.

But he didn't move.

Because it was windy outside, and because the other dead people weren't walking on it, they seemed to know there was danger outside, and they were waiting.

Na Lin Mo also waited.

A place like **** can't be careless, it's worth his caution.

At this moment, Lin Mo is hiding under a low-lying pothole. There are strange rocks here, which can help resist the knife wind above.

There are more than a dozen dead people hiding here with Lin Mo.

But none of these dead people dared to approach Lin Mo.

The reason was several dead people whose heads were smashed around Lin Mo.

They tried to attack Lin Mo before, but they were all killed mercilessly.

Even a brainless evil spirit will tell it instinctively at this time, if it rushes up, it will end up like a corpse on the ground.

After a while, the wind gradually weakened.

The wind had subsided, and Lin Mo heard whispers, which were messed up and couldn't hear what was said, but these voices made people irritable.

Lin Mo didn't plan to wait any longer.

He went up.

The dead people in the pit didn't follow. They lowered their heads and hid in the darkness, watching Lin Mo until Lin Mo's figure with a black umbrella was far away.

Tick, tick!

Lin Mo was taken aback.

It's raining?

The bean-sized raindrops fell, and in a few seconds, it changed from sparse to heavy rain.

Rain is scarlet.

like blood.

The air is not only gloomy and cold, but also mixed with a dampness. In this dampness, there are only terrifying negative emotions, despair and fear.

If you touch this rain of blood, there will be problems.

Fortunately, Lin Mo had a black umbrella, and the rain could not fall on him, but a dead man not far away seemed to have no time to find a place to hide from the rain.

But it was useless to be unwilling.

At this time, the other party seemed to have discovered Lin Mo, and it seemed that he saw hope and climbed over here.

is a ghost.

Her hair was disheveled, and the rain of blood had already drenched this female ghost.

The female ghost was wearing a dirty pajamas, mixed with wet hair, making people frown when they looked at it.

Its fingers are sharp and slender, like chicken feet magnified several times. This hand should be able to easily break the neck of a living person, break open the stomach of a living person, and dig out the intestines.

But now, the blood rain made the female ghost miserable.

It climbed over, and when it was only one meter away from Lin Mo, it looked up at Lin Mo.

The ghost is very ugly.

The face is big and long, and the facial features are twisted, like a child playing with mud and pinching it casually, and stepping on it hard.

Lin Mo didn't sympathize with it.

The grievance on the female ghost is so great that even if it is put outside, it is still an evil ghost who slaughtered innocent people.

Lin Mo was ready to move on.

But the next moment, the female ghost grabbed Lin Mo's trouser legs.

Lin Mo frowned.

"Looking for death!"

With a shake of the brick hammer in his hand, flames emerged from it.

There was a look of fear on the face of the female ghost, but she still did not let go of her hand, but begged, revealing a little ghost under her body.

This kid looked like he was three years old, and he was quite fierce. His eyes were big, as if he was wearing giant black contact lenses.

Total darkness.

The resentment is stronger than its mother.

Lin Mo didn't smash it down with a brick hammer.

He looked at the female ghost, and then at the three-year-old kid who was being protected by the female ghost.

"What do you mean?"

Lin Mo asked.

The female ghost was in great pain at the moment, the blood rain was corroding it, the hair on the female ghost's head began to fall off, and the two legs were soaked in the blood and had already lost their bones.

Looking closely, its feet were long gone, and the blood on its knees was blurred. It was crawling over with the three-year-old kid all the way.

The ghost was speechless.

Maybe it won't speak.

But the pleading in his eyes is very obvious, this is to beg Lin Mo to take care of this kid.

Lin Mo instinctively wanted to refuse.

He has something to do, how can he take a child without doing anything.

Besides, how many children did he take in in the past?

The little ghosts in the Guangluyuan community can form a kindergarten.

And in Guimen Village, Lin Mo has a godson. Anyway, he found out. He has a special relationship with children.

The three-year-old kid seemed to feel his mother's pain, and at this time he was crying.

Lin Mo couldn't see this.

If the female ghost showed any coercion or use of force against herself, or even a hint of malice, Lin Mo would have reason to refuse, or just send the girls back to the west and give them a happy life.

But the other party not only begged, but at the moment even knocked on the head.

Bang, bang, bang.

The head hit the ground, just like hitting a walnut, with no effort at all.

That's a real knock.

Lin Mo thought about it for a while, and then he decided to forget it. Isn't it just to arrange an extra transfer student in the kindergarten of Lvyuan Community? That's all.

He nodded at the female ghost.

A smile appeared on the female ghost's twisted face.

Then he pushed the three-year-old kid under Lin Mo's black umbrella.

The little ghost was a little reluctant to part with its mother, but the ghost mother seemed to have given up her obsession, or maybe it could not hold on any longer, and it was only because she wanted to protect the little ghost that she persisted until now.

At this time, the female ghost began to collapse, and finally merged with the blood and disappeared.

The kid was crying.

Lin Mo looked at the place where the female ghost disappeared, except for a strand of hair, there was nothing left.

All melted.

Reaching out to grab the strand of hair, Lin Mo tied the kid to his wrist.

Then he took the little devil's hand and continued to walk forward.

Rain kept falling.

There was a section of the road where the ground was full of skeletons. Lin Mo looked down and saw that it was a road made entirely of skeletons. The bones are densely packed, and I don't know how many layers are laid. Standing in such a place, even the three-year-old kid who was pulled by Lin Mo was too scared to make a sound.

It was as if even the ghosts in this place felt terrified and frightened.

But Lin Mo didn't feel anything.

"Don't be afraid."

Lin Mo patted the kid on the head.

"Do you have a name?" Lin Mo asked.

The three-year-old kid didn't understand anything, obviously he didn't know what Lin Mo was talking about.

"No, that's fine, I'll make one for you, let's call it Xiaobai." Lin Mo felt that the child was white except for the black pupils, and his skin was as if he had been dipped in a dough ball. It's a fitting name.

In this way, Laobai, Xiaohei, Xiaobai all have it.

In front is a twisted forest.

The rain also stopped at this time, and when he walked in, Lin Mo found that the trees here were huge, but there were no leaves. The branches were entangled with each other, looking like a large tangle of black threads.

There are a lot of dead people here.

But Lin Mo has to come in, because the breath of Xiaoyu is here.

Also, there are doors everywhere.

Wooden door with door frame.

colorful.

This Lin Mo heard from Mrs. Xu.

This is the 'door of memory'.

Memories of the dead.

Madam Xu said something very wicked, saying that this door was terrifying, but Lin Mo didn't see any horror, but there were a lot of dead people here, and indeed no dead person dared to approach these doors.

Some doors do not have door panels at all, only door frames.

Moreover, these doors are not necessarily upright or suspended in the air, and some are actually laid flat, hidden on the ground, and covered with rotting soil.

Why does Lin Mo know, because he accidentally fell into it.

This is definitely an accident.

After looking around, he didn't pay attention to his footsteps. As a result, he stepped in the air, and Lin Mo fell directly.

Fortunately, he didn't pull Xiaobai, otherwise Xiaobai would have to fall.

When he fell to the ground, Lin Mo found that the ground was full of leaves, and when he looked up, he saw that the surroundings were already deserted.

There is moonlight overhead.

This is obviously not the **** world inside No. 4 bronze gate.

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of crying from the front.

Lin Mo hid aside with a black umbrella, and saw that there seemed to be a broken temple not far away.

The voice came from there.

He walked in and saw a group of people dressed in retro style either kneeling or standing, some crying, some expressionless, like walking dead, and some vicious.

Looking at the clothes and hairstyles, it should be an ancient person.

Which era is unclear.

Several people are holding steel knives in their hands and are beheading.

The people kneeling on the ground were hacked to death one by one, and their **** heads rolled to the ground. Combined with the wilderness and the high moon and wind, the scene was quite scary.

Someone else speaks.

After listening for a while, Lin Mo realized that the people on the ground seemed to be the family members of a certain official in the capital, a dozen young and old.

It is estimated that he has offended another high-ranking official, or he has mastered the secret of others, and the other party wants to kill and silence him. At this moment, he is pressing for the whereabouts of something.

The restrained official was quite tough, and the family had been killed several times, so he would rather die than give in.

Kind of!

This place should be the official, or the memory of those who were beheaded.

is what has happened.

Lin Mo accidentally fell in, it felt like watching a live-action movie.

In the end, more than a dozen people were beheaded.

Rivers of blood flowed on the ground.

The smell of blood is pungent.

The restrained official cried and scolded, but didn't say anything, and was finally poached by the killers.

The head is placed on the altar of the broken temple.

Or to say that these killers are extremely vicious, killing people and killing the heads of more than a dozen people from a family, old and young, on the altar, which is really too much.

But Lin Mo didn't want to worry about this business.

Besides, this is the memory of the dead, and it is useless to ignore it.

Those killers have already gone~www.wuxiahere.com~ Lin Mo didn't see how these killers left, maybe they disappeared suddenly.

"Let's get out of here." Lin Mo was about to leave.

But at this time, Lin Mo discovered a problem.

The headless corpses on the ground were also gone.

Feeling a cold and **** aura behind him, Lin Mo said no.

Turn around.

It really is.

The headless corpses of the family of more than a dozen people stood in a row behind Lin Mo.

Cloudy wind blows, clouds cover the moon.

The dangers around him rushed like a tide.

Lin Mo looked around, then took out the brick hammer and held it in his hand. After thinking about it, he closed the black umbrella, and took out the tiger bone sickle, one in each hand.

"What do you mean?"

The headless corpses didn't answer, but pounced on them.

There is no suspense in this battle. Lin Mo came out of the mountain of corpses and blood, and it is not a big problem to deal with more than a dozen dead people.

After a while, the temple fell into silence again.

More than a dozen unjustly killed ghosts were killed by Lin Mo.

This time, it's really at rest.

The dozen or so heads on the wooden table in the ruined temple are also rapidly decaying and turning into blood.

Lin Mo intends to enter this ruined temple to have a look.

As soon as he entered the door, he was in a trance, and he actually escaped from the predicament and returned to the black forest before.

At that moment just now, Lin Mo seemed to hear someone talking.

The voice said, "When you get started with karma, Huang Quan can wash it away".