Doomsday Begins with a Nightmare

Lin Mo couldn't open his eyes under the bright light.

Not to mention ghost eyes, they dare not show them under this light.

The next moment, a huge suction force came from below, and Lin Mo was accidentally pulled off.

Just when Lin Mo thought he would fall into the abyss and shatter his body, the next moment, he landed on a field of grass.

When I opened my eyes and looked again, the dazzling light was gone.

Lin Mo was stunned.

He didn't expect this to be the case.

Underneath is soft grass.

The cool and shady wind around.

But isn't this place under the mine, where does the grass come from, where does the wind come from?

The lively mourning music was much clearer. I heard it before, it seemed like I was covered with a quilt, but now I am on the scene.

What surprised Lin Mo was that the mourning came from a big city ahead.

Ayutthaya?

Lin Mo looked at the ten-meter-high city wall and the ancient tower, and for a moment didn't know what to do.

"Where is this?"

The surroundings are very empty, and except for this ancient city, the rest of the place is pitch black.

Vaguely, I could feel something in the darkness watching me.

With malice and ill will.

Lin Mo looked back and stared for a while, and finally turned around.

"It should be a group of lonesome and wild ghosts with little ability. They don't dare to come over. They just hide in the dark and peep, and they can't make a big deal." Lin Mo looked down.

The miner's lamp on his waist originally turned into a small red lantern at this time.

The shape has changed.

It's amazing.

The only thing that didn't change was the scarlet blood light, which was still weird.

Originally, Lin Mo thought that something would come to attack him, or that something horrible and strange would happen, but after standing in the wind for two minutes, no one paid any attention to him.

"Then I'll go into the city and see."

Now that you have come to this place, you should follow a thought, and you will be at ease as soon as you come.

The uncle should have been caught here too.

And it is certain that this is under the abandoned mine in the eastern suburbs, and here is the secret of his resurrection from the dead five years ago, so let's take this opportunity to investigate carefully.

The mourning continues.

Obviously, there is a funeral in this strange city.

When he reached the gate of the city, Lin Mo stopped again.

At the gate of the city, stood two rows of ghosts in helmets and armor.

One by one, with hideous faces, with their heads lowered, each ghost held a long-handled knife in his hand, and the body of the knife exuded billowing black energy.

Any one has the strength of a Grade A nightmare.

Lin Mo quickly gave this kind of ghost an apt name.

Soldier ghost!

Simply counting, there are eight in one row and sixteen in two rows.

Sixteen A-level nightmares, this kind of scene and momentum are very scary, and there is an invisible pressure. I believe that no matter who, even Yuan Xiuqing, an S-level soldier, has to weigh himself against sixteen soldiers.

Especially in this city gate area, Lin Mo felt that there was some hidden taboo here.

An idea immediately popped into my mind.

Absolutely can't do anything in this place.

It is no exaggeration to say that if you accidentally violate the taboo at the gate of this city, no matter who it is, you will end up dead.

Lin Mo is a manly man who can bend and stretch. At this moment, he is considering whether to enter the city.

If you think that you don't do anything and don't do anything, you shouldn't break the taboo.

Just at this time, from the other direction, a figure hurriedly walked into the city gate, and when he entered the city, the two rows of soldiers and ghosts did not respond.

It seems that honestly entering the city will not violate the taboo.

Others can do it, so can I.

Lin Mo thought about it clearly, try it.

So he also took a deep breath, then lowered his head and walked inside.

The closer the distance, the stronger the sense of oppression on the soldier.

To be honest, if it was just one or two soldiers, Lin Mo wouldn't think it was a big deal, and he wouldn't be vague even in a fight.

But there are too many opponents, one-on-one and one-to-many, these are two concepts.

According to Lin Mo's thoughts, he will enter the city safely and safely, just like the ghost who entered the city just now, and the soldiers and ghosts will continue to bow their heads and fish without disturbing each other.

But sometimes, things just don't go the way he wants.

As soon as he got close, something unexpected happened.

All sixteen soldiers and ghosts raised their heads at this moment and looked at Lin Mo.

Lin Mo froze directly.

"I X, what do you see me doing?"

He wanted to ask, but was afraid of breaking the taboo.

At this moment, the sixteen terrifying soldier ghosts looked at Lin Mo so directly. The soldier ghost looked very terrifying, with eyes like black holes.

Lin Mo glanced at them, thinking about going back?

Neither.

Wait a minute, don't panic in advance, think about it carefully and you will find that people are just watching, but not doing anything.

Lin Mo felt that he had come, and he had to go first no matter what.

He thought about it quickly in his mind, and he continued to walk forward.

If it's just watching, Lin Mo doesn't care.

If you want to see it, you can watch it, how many pounds of meat can you lose?

Next, Lin Mo was on guard and walked in as if nothing had happened.

The sixteen soldier ghosts really didn't move, they just looked at Lin Mo, and waited until Lin Mo entered the city gate, then the soldier ghosts withdrew their gazes and lowered their heads again.

"That's it?"

Lin Mo said it was nothing, just stared at himself.

Of course, he also thought about why these soldiers didn't even look at the figure who just entered.

I can't understand this question for the time being, and Lin Mo didn't plan to ask these soldiers.

In short, successfully and safely entered this strange ancient city.

This is a real old town.

I have been to the ancient city of Lin Mo in the real world. In that place, I can still feel some traces of modernity, but here, it is absolutely authentic.

What age was the ancient city? Lin Mo didn't quite understand this, but it seemed that there must have been in four or five hundred years.

Although the ground is paved with slate, it is uneven, and there are no slates in some places, all of which are hard dirt roads.

The houses on both sides are very short, many of them are locked, and they are covered with strange charms. Lin Mo passed by and randomly found one to look inside.

pitch black.

Standing vaguely, motionless, staring straight at you, in the darkness, there was a fierce light in those eyes.

That's not too bad.

Just a ghost standing.

Lin Mo looked inside when he passed by a larger house.

Good guy, a room full of ghosts.

Full to the brim.

Likewise, the door of the house was locked with a special chain and sealed with a spell.

Lin Mo thought of one thing at this time. How big is this ancient city. According to the current situation, the ghosts in the city are afraid to be counted in thousands.

"What exactly is this place?"

Lin Mo, a newcomer, knew nothing about this strange ancient city.

He decided to go to the place where the mourning was sent out first.

By the way to find the uncle.

Not surprisingly, the uncle must have been brought here too.

The mourning is getting closer.

Going around to the front, Lin Mo saw it.

It was a family, with white lingerie hanging and black cloth, doing a funeral.

Several figures are sitting at the door playing and singing.

In front of them knelt several people wearing sackcloth and filial piety, crying sadly.

But this cry doesn't sound normal, who can keep crying all the time? At least you have to have a cadence, if you are tired from crying, you have to take a break.

But these few 'filial sons and worthy grandsons' kneeling on the ground kept crying and listening to them for a long time made their scalps numb.

More frightening than the cry.

Lin Mo took a close look at the 'band' that presided over the funeral, the suona, the snare drum, the sheng, and the sanxian.

Not one is human anyway.

Not even a ghost.

paper man.

These paper figurines wear red and green, their facial features are drawn, and their faces are painted with blush, which is called a gorgeous.

But at this moment, it is estimated that no one thinks they are gorgeous.

Just feel scared.

Again, Lin Mo is an exception.

When he saw a group of paper people, he actually felt a sense of intimacy.

This reminded him of Old Man Wang.

Wang Laohan is a master of origami, and what Wang Laohan does is nothing.

"Unfortunately, Old Wang, you left too early. I miss you."

Lin Mo murmured in his heart.

After that, Lin Mo probed into the house and looked.

Inside was a coffin, and in front of it was a low table offering offerings, offering tributes, and candles and incense.

This is an ancient city, and I don't know which dynasty it is, so there is no photo, just a wooden sign with famous taboos and so on.

Lin Mo was about to leave.

The funeral itself is very bad, not to mention the funeral in such a strange place, it is double bad, and there is nothing to see.

Just go.

Just at this moment, Lin Mo's nose moved.

He smelled alcohol.

very light.

But you can smell it.

He looked around. No one was drinking in this place, and there was no wine on display. Where did the smell of wine come from?

At this time, Lin Mo's heart moved.

"It's uncle!"

The uncle was drinking before, and then the old grandson came to the door, and then the gambler Cui Daquan.

And because the uncle has been drinking for a long time, he has a smell of alcohol no matter what.

Can't go away.

Lin Mo's first reaction at the moment was that the uncle was here.

He was immediately taken aback.

Start looking carefully.

Those ghosts kneeling on the ground, no, Lin Mo swept over these ghosts one by one, obviously, there is no uncle in it.

A band that plays and sings?

There is no more.

These paper figures are still recognizable.

Lin Mo followed the smell and looked into the room where he visited the coffin.

There are actually a few ghosts kneeling inside.

Although hidden in the darkness, Lin Mo can still see that he is not an uncle.

Then, there is only one place.

His eyes slowly moved to the big coffin.

Lin Mo squinted his eyes and walked in.

He was watching from the side before, no one of the ghosts here would pay attention to him, probably because the well water does not make river water, but if Lin Mo wants to go in, these ghosts will not be allowed.

The crying stopped.

The ghosts kneeling on the ground outside looked up at Lin Mo one by one.

The air became more and more gloomy and cold.

It was as if the doors of dozens of refrigerators had been opened at the scene, and a stream of decay and stench swept in.

The pressure is enormous.

The danger is gradually increasing.

But Lin Mo was unmoved.

He was thinking about something else now.

My uncle is likely to be in this coffin.

But why?

He didn't quite understand.

If you don't understand things, you can make assumptions and reasoning based on what you already know. Lin Mo is good at this. He has learned it in the training class of the General Administration's expert group.

Assuming the uncle is in the coffin, there must be a reason for the other party.

That is to say, there must be motivation.

Anyone who does anything has a motive.

The same goes for ghosts.

The uncle is also a ghost. Putting a ghost into a coffin, such a complicated operation, can only show that the other party's plans are very big.

It might be a good thing for these ghosts.

But for sure, it's not a good thing for the uncle.

Since it is not good for the uncle, Lin Mo must intervene. After all, he is also the brother of the father.

Let go of thinking a little more and look at the funeral here. This is a ceremony, and it is a ceremony in progress. Lin Mo assumed that the uncle was already in danger.

So we must seize the time to save the uncle.

The ghosts here probably won't agree.

No, it's not an estimate, it's definitely not agreeable.

There is bound to be a conflict.

In this case, it is better to start with the strongest.

Thinking of this, his thoughts are straightened out, and Lin Mo is only in a good mood.

A ghost in front stepped forward to stop him, and Lin Mo knocked him to the ground with a slap.

The other ghosts immediately showed terrifying ghost appearances.

Lin Mo didn't want to waste time, so he called out Xiao Yu.

Then he walked into the house without his head.

The ghosts outside were blocked by the sudden light rain.

Xiaoyu's breath is very terrifying now.

Especially the black dress spreads all around, but all the ghosts affected by the black dress dare not move, and instinct tells them that if they move, the end will be very miserable.

There were still a few ghosts in the room, but these ghosts also saw that Lin Mo was not easy to mess with. Although he was angry, he didn't do anything.

"Master, what do you mean?"

A ghost wearing hemp and filial piety stood up and said, when he spoke, the other party's eyes looked at the little red lantern on Lin Mo's waist, presumably he regarded Lin Mo as some other ghost.

Lin Mo ignored the other party.

Because there is nothing to say, it is the key to rescue the uncle first.

He looked at the coffin, the coffin board had been nailed, and it was a little difficult to try to pull it out.

At this time, several black iron chains stretched out from behind Lin Mo and wrapped around the coffin, just like a python restraining its prey, and with a click, the coffin was completely cracked.

"Thank you Xiaoyu!"

Lin Mo said politely.

Then he kicked the coffin over.

With a bang, the offering platform also fell, and the tribute was also spilled on the ground.

The ghosts in the house were already full of ferocity.

The coffin was opened, and two ghosts rolled out.

One is an uncle, and the other is an old man in a black shroud.

The uncle closed his eyes and didn't move. He was hugged tightly by the old man in the black shroud. It could be seen that there were many long white hairs on the old man's body, some of which had pierced into the uncle's body.

Lin Mo went up and separated the two.

The crackling sound continued, and those long white hairs were torn off one by one, and they rotted rapidly, including the old man's body, which looked like it at first.

Soon, the flesh began to shrink, clinging to the skin, the hair fell out, and the body exuded an unbelievable death.

"Too deceiving!"

The few ghosts in the room were angry at the moment, and one by one they showed their ghosts and rushed over.

"I'll **** you." Lin Mo was also angry.

His uncle has his eyes closed now, and he has no breath all over his body, and he still wants to ask for an explanation.

Go up and kick a ghost.

The brick hammer in his hand rose, and with a click, he broke one of the opponent's legs.

At this moment, Lin Mo was more fierce than the ghosts, and the other two ghosts were also restrained. Although they were gnashing their teeth, they did not dare to approach.

Lin Mo lowered his head and asked the ghost on the ground, "What did you do to my uncle?"

The ghost broke his leg, but he couldn't feel the pain. At this moment, his eyes bulged, staring at Lin Mo.

Suddenly he roared like crazy: "You are not a ghost, you are not a ghost!"

The sound is so loud, it's like turning the volume to Max in an instant.

Lin Mo's reaction was fast enough, and he instantly covered the opponent's mouth.

Before this guy called himself 'the poor man', obviously because of the red lantern, obviously, this kind of small red lantern can only be used by the so-called 'ghost messenger'.

And the other party roared like this, it is estimated that he also wanted to call other ghosts in the city.

How could Lin Mo make it come true.

The opponent resisted frantically, and Lin Mo could only call out Xiaohu and swallow the opponent in one bite.

When the other two ghosts in the room saw this scene, they were silent.

Looking at the uncle's situation, it's a little bad.

Ask the other two ghosts, but the two ghosts didn't say anything.

Lin Mo smiled and asked Xiaohu if you could eat two more.

Xiaohu nodded, went up to take two bites, and swallowed the two ghosts.

It's all work now.

The hidden dangers in the house were eliminated.

As for the ghosts outside, there is a light rain blocking them, and they can't get in at all.

The other Lin Mo can't take care of it for the time being.

Now he was desperate to find out what was going on.

"Xiaohu, are you alright?" Lin Mo asked at this moment.

Xiaohu nodded, opened his mouth and spat out a ghost that was soaked in saliva, and half of his face was corroded.

This is the one swallowed in the first place.

Has been transformed into a ghost by Xiaohu.

The other party got up from the ground after being spit out, and there was only one eye left with confusion.

Guess it's a little confusing.

Lin Mo asked directly.

As long as it is swallowed by Xiaohu and turned into a ghost, it is impossible to violate Xiaohu's will, and now Lin Mo's will is Xiaohu's will.

Then the other party confided everything.

"What happened to my uncle?"

"Who is your uncle?"

Lin Mo pointed to the uncle on the ground.

"Oh, my master needs a new ghost to continue his life in order not to become a slut, so he dragged the ghost to catch a new ghost."

As the other party spoke, Lin Mo understood.

According to what the other party said, people die as ghosts, and ghosts die into humiliation.

His master, the one who has now turned into a mummified corpse like a dried sweet potato~www.wuxiahere.com~ has begun to turn slender. In order to continue his life, he needs a fresher ghost to continue his life.

As for the arrest of the Lin family uncle, it was a complete coincidence.

Lin Mo asked my uncle, who has been dead for seven years, is this a fresh ghost?

"Forget it, ten years count as new death, as long as it counts within ten years."

Lin Mo felt that his strange knowledge had increased again.

Next, Lin Mo asked it, where exactly is this ancient city.

"This is a ghost town, created by Mr. Chunfeng."

Others, I don't know about this stuff.

Lin Mo remembered that after he entered the city, many houses were locked with iron chains and affixed with talismans, but there were some strange ghosts inside, exuding a terrifying murderous aura.

This he also asked.

"That's a dead ghost. It's turned into a scorpion. Before it died, it was sealed in the house and couldn't be released, otherwise it would cause a big mess."