Doomsday Begins with a Nightmare

In a quiet old house somewhere in the ghost town.

The old grandson bowed his head and stood in a narrow alley.

This alley is at best an aisle, but more than one meter wide, with high walls on both sides, 20 meters in front and back, and a scarlet courtyard gate at the end.

It wasn't the red paint on the door.

but blood.

Even the door panel continued to slowly seep out blood beads, and then flowed down the door panel, converging and flowing on the ground.

Vaguely, whispers could be heard from the corners on both sides.

The sound is intermittent.

In this narrow alley, in addition to the old grandson who was caught, there are other ghosts.

Must have been caught too.

They were all standing in a row, trembling constantly.

is afraid.

The atmosphere here frightened them, and in addition, they frightened the tall ghosts standing behind two rows of high walls.

The walls on both sides are two meters high, but these figures stand behind the walls, their heads sticking out, staring at the ghosts in the alley by the walls.

The whispers I heard before were sent out by these tall ghosts.

At this time, the blood door in front opened with a creak, and the ghosts in the alley trembled.

"Go in four, quickly go in four!"

The heads protruding from the corners said in unison at this time.

The few ghosts in the front had no choice but to walk in tremblingly.

The next moment the blood door closed, and it was silent.

The old grandson was afraid because it was too quiet inside, even if there were a few screams.

But there was no sound inside.

Like a dead place.

This is the second wave of ghosts that Lao Suntou has seen.

As for what to do in it, the tall ghosts on the wall have also said.

Tell a story to a lady inside.

The old grandson thought it was a joke at first, but he found that the other party might not be joking.

The ghosts on the walls also say that if the lady doesn't like the stories you tell, she'll trim you up and plant them in the yard.

The old grandson didn't know anyone else, anyway, when he listened to those ghosts saying these words, he was already terrified to the extreme.

Because he looked up at the tall ghosts outside the wall before.

Attached under their necks is not a body, but a branch.

These heads all grow on trees.

The old grandson thought that if its head was chopped off and stuck on a branch, it would be more terrifying than dying again.

At this time, a ghost in front turned his head secretly, and called out softly at the old grandson.

"You know any interesting stories, tell me."

The ghost's body didn't move, and his head was twisted one hundred and eighty degrees.

Seems like a tough character.

But in this place, it can only be honest.

Hearing the other party's words, the old grandson immediately became on guard.

"How do I know, I still want to ask you."

The old grandson is not stupid.

Go in later, whether it is good or bad, maybe it all depends on how the story is told.

So even if there is a good story, it is impossible to share.

For now, take care of yourself.

The ghost in front showed a fierce appearance, and the old grandson was not polite, and the seven orifices bleed for it to see, which was more terrifying than scary, and the old grandson was not wrong to ask himself.

But obviously, neither the opponent nor the old grandson himself dared to play wild in this place, at best bluffing.

There were savage ones before, but they were all taken out one by one by the people in the corner.

The outcome is predictable.

Seeing that the other party couldn't bluff Lao Suntou, he gave up.

"Don't worry, I just ask, don't say it."

The other party took back the ghost image and turned his head back again.

The old grandson also sneered and reached out to touch the blood on his face.

"I don't know what happened to Lao Lin!" The old grandson thought to himself at this time, because he knew that Lao Lin was also arrested.

By the way, Lao Lin's eldest nephew seems to have chased after him.

"That kid is amazing, but this place is even scarier, I'm afraid it won't make any waves, hey, it's life, I still think about what a good story, at this time, I can only care about myself. ."

Time passed in silence.

At this moment, the blood-red door in front opened again.

That voice seemed to hit the hearts of the ghosts behind.

"Go in four, go in four more." The heads on the surrounding walls screamed.

This time it was the old grandson's turn.

He and the three troubled brothers in front of him could only bite the bullet and go inside.

That feeling is more frightening than entering the gate of hell.

Inside is a big yard.

It looked clean.

There are flowers, grass, pavilions, water, fish, and beauties!

Sitting in the gazebo in front.

Judging by the figure, it's definitely not bad.

However, none of the four ghosts who came in would pay attention to this, and everyone looked at the surrounding plants.

The scary place has come.

It is said that the flowers and plants on both sides have large flowers, which look delicate and blooming, but if you look closely, you will find that in the center of the flowers is a human face.

There is also the soil under the grass and trees, which are buried with human heads.

Plants and trees all grow from the eyes, mouth, nostrils and nostrils of these human heads. This is not the most frightening thing. The most frightening thing is that the following human heads covered with plants and trees are still 'alive'.

In other words, these ghosts still maintain their original appearance. You can imagine how painful and uncomfortable it is to have grass on the nose and nose and flowers in the eye sockets.

Just looking at it made the scalps of the four ghosts go numb.

In the pavilion, the woman was trimming things, and she saw that what she was holding was not one of the four ghosts who had come in before.

The woman trimmed and cut off the other's nose.

The ghost was in great pain, but could not make a sound.

There is a tongue beside it.

The old grandson understood that the tongue was pulled out.

This woman is cruel enough.

Anyway, the old grandson was terrified, and it is estimated that the other three ghosts who came with him were the same. They were standing outside the pavilion at the moment, looking at the heads in the ground, and at the heads hanging on the trees, they were already collapsed. the edge of.

The woman in the pavilion turned her back to them, and waved her hand without looking back.

Signal them to come in.

None of the four ghosts, including Lao Suntou, dared not listen.

If this is not obedient, the end is to be taken to the ground, which is more terrifying than dying a hundred times.

As for resistance, the woman was held hostage or even killed.

The thought never came up.

The four ghosts are not stupid.

This woman has a very strange aura, mysterious and dangerous, in a word, she can't beat her.

If you do it, you may end up worse.

At this time, the old grandson looked at the pool next to the pavilion.

There appeared to be fish in it.

look carefully.

There are fish, but there are also ghost corpses.

There are at least a dozen or more in the entire pool.

The fish is a strange fish, with a small size and scarlet scales, the largest of which is the size of a palm. It shuttles and eats among the many ghosts below.

The problem is that the ghosts are still moving, showing a painful expression, and their fingers are twitching, as if they want to escape.

But to no avail.

It can only be eaten and eaten by those strange fish all the time.

Old Suntou laughed at Lao Lin for peeing his pants before, but now, he wants to pee too.

Pain and despair are not terrible.

The scary thing is that it has been painful, desperate, and endless.

The four ghosts approached tremblingly, and the woman in the pavilion pointed to the four stone piers over there, motioning for them to sit down.

The four ghosts can only sit down.

Obviously they do what the woman asks them to do, without any hesitation.

"You speak first!"

Suddenly, the woman's finger pointed to a ghost.

The ghost was a thin middle-aged man, and the latter shivered for a while, and it could be seen that he was already extremely frightened.

It stammered, but because it was too frightened, it didn't know what to say.

After only two sentences, the woman over there shook her head: "It doesn't sound good, and I don't understand it. Go and feed the fish in the water."

He waved his hand when he was done.

The middle-aged ghost actually got up by himself, staggered, and plunged into the pool.

Is this the end?

The remaining three ghosts really wanted to get up and run away immediately.

But there is no escape from this place.

The most frightening thing is that the human heads in the ground, the human heads on the trees, and even the ghosts in the water seem to be looking at them, staring at them, expecting that they, like themselves, are also suffering from this endless pain.

As the saying goes, blessings are not shared, and difficulties must be shared!

The woman's bright fingers pointed to the second ghost.

This time, the second ghost learned smart and told a story honestly.

Mainly because the woman didn't say what she liked to hear, so it was just a matter of luck.

This ghost is telling a joke.

Not to mention, it's funny.

The woman did not respond.

Then she came over and cut the joker's head off.

At this moment, the old grandson saw clearly the appearance of this woman. The other party was really beautiful. The problem was that she was ruthless. At this moment, she was holding the ghost's head, and in the other hand, she was holding a small pair of scissors.

Just now, the old grandson could see clearly, the woman took a small scissors and cut it in the air, and the ghost's head came down.

Next, the old grandson and the remaining ghost watched the woman trim the head in her hand, put some seeds in her mouth, and buried it in the ground.

Only showed his face.

I believe that soon, dense flowers and plants will grow in the eyes, nose and mouth of this face.

The woman tilted her head with scissors and looked at the old grandson and another ghost.

These two were already terrified.

In my heart, I was talking about choosing the one next to me, not myself.

The woman began to point soldiers and generals.

Hit another ghost.

This ghost can only tell a horrible story.

Someone tried the funny one just now, but it didn't work, so maybe this **** likes scary and exciting.

This ghost is very scary, and the process is very vivid.

The woman listened with relish.

When the ghost saw the door, he was relieved.

Secretly, this woman likes horror stories.

But when he finished speaking, the woman came up and made him part of a human garden landscape.

The stone pier under the old grandson's **** was already wet.

urine.

He suddenly reacted to one thing, and this last one was not good either.

Seeing what happened to the first three with my own eyes was like a public execution, with no benefit other than making myself more fearful and fearful.

Not as refreshing as the first one.

But even if there was a glimmer of hope, the old grandson couldn't give up.

"It's your turn." The woman's voice was very nice, but in the ears of the old grandson, it was similar to the urging talisman of the King of Hell.

The old grandson is now in a state of confusion.

He couldn't remember more things, and as for the story, he didn't know either.

Subconsciously, he told the story of playing mahjong in the reception room before.

In fact, it is neither vivid nor careful.

The woman's brows furrowed.

The old grandson was really frightened, and tremblingly accelerated.

At this time, he talked about Lao Lin's eldest nephew coming in.

"Lao Lin is my friend. His eldest nephew is called Lin Mo. After we came in, we played mahjong together. Lin Mo said it's better to let the gambler win..."

At this time, the female ghost suddenly reached out to stop the old grandson from continuing to speak.

"You just said Lin Mo?"

The old grandson was already frightened at this moment.

The female ghost asked again, before he responded and nodded.

"Yes, it's Lin Mo, my friend's eldest nephew."

After the old grandson finished speaking, he found that the female ghost had a strange expression.

It seems to be stuck somewhere.

He frowned, as if recalling.

"Lin Mo, Lin Mo, this name is so familiar."

…

Ghost town alley.

Watching Lin Mo 'smashing the bones and ashes' of the deserted dummy over there, Liu Sheng came over from the back corner.

He was more respectful.

In his eyes, Lin Mo is more terrifying than 'Xuan'. There is no doubt about this. If he offends Lin Mo, there will be no good results. The dummy who was killed on the ground is the end.

At this time, Liu Sheng was glad that he was swallowed by the big tiger.

Otherwise, his current fate is not much better than the dummy just now.

Lin Mo called Liu Sheng over and asked him if he knew the person 'Lin Yuan'.

Liu Sheng nodded.

"I know, but I haven't seen it."

Lin Mo asked again if the other party knew about 'Master Zhang'.

"Of course you know that Mr. Zhang is the chief official of the government and has been in charge of the security of the ghost town, but he hasn't come out much in the past ten years."

After Liu Sheng finished speaking, he secretly glanced at Lin Mo.

He also heard the conversation between Lin Mo and the dummy just now. Knowing that the man in front of him was exactly the same as the official 'Lin Yuan', no wonder those ghosts knelt down when they saw this man.

Surely the wrong person.

Lin Mo asked a few more things about the two of them, and Liu Sheng was mostly just hearsay and couldn't tell what Lin Mo really cared about.

"Okay, you can go back first." Lin Mo waved his hand.

Liu Sheng was taken aback and asked where.

Lin Mo touched the ghost ring on his little finger, and the little tiger appeared and swallowed Liu Sheng back.

The ghost, of course, is back in the belly of the tiger.

Now that the uncle has been rescued and the corpse immortal has been killed, Lin Mo's main purpose this time has been achieved.

To be honest, the whole process went very smoothly with almost no obstacles.

The key here is that the ghost in the ghost town mistook himself for 'Lin Yuan'.

Now Lin Mo finally knew that 'he' was Lin Yuan.

But the question is, what is the relationship between Lin Yuan and himself?

The other party is a big guy in the ghost town. Although he has never seen it, he can guess that he is definitely strong.

If Lin Yuan was the one who helped him five years ago, why did the other party do this?

It's definitely not a reason to look alike.

Lin Mo walked around in place, thinking about the cause and effect.

At this moment, Lin Mo thought of his mother's diary.

On the minibus, Lin Mo read part of the diary. In his mother's diary, he recorded a 'he'.

Judging from the tone and title in my mother's diary, that 'he' and myself are of the same generation.

And my mother called it 'family'.

When reading the diary at that time, Lin Mo had a feeling.

Now after figuring out a few things, that feeling is back and stronger.

"I'm going, shouldn't it be my brother? Brother? Or brother? Could it be twins?"

Lin Mo felt that his speculation was well-founded and very likely.

But if this is the case, another problem arises.

How did your brother fall into this ghost town?

Lin Mo was a little anxious, he desperately wanted to figure out the ins and outs of this matter.

He turned his head to look at the tiger.

This stuff can't help.

Taking another look at Xiaoyu, Lin Mo walked over and took out a pencil.

Xiaoyu also obediently reached out and held Lin Mo's hand.

"Xiaoyu, are you saying that Lin Yuan is my mother and brother?"

This is the question that Lin Mo asked Xiaoyu.

In the past, I didn't know the name. It was normal for Xiaoyu to detect it because it was just a 'he'. After all, the scope was too wide.

Now that the name is known, it is already very accurate.

Lin Mo wants results.

Light rain is also very powerful.

She was silent for a while, grabbed Lin Mo's hand and started to move, the pen tip made a difficult mark on the paper.

It can be seen that even Xiaoyu, who has undergone three transformations, is very difficult to write this answer. It feels like a mountain is pressing on your shoulders.

But no matter how difficult it was, this word was finally written.

"Yes!"

This is the answer written by Xiaoyu.

After writing this word, Xiaoyu's eyelids began to shrug and he made a gesture to Lin Mo to sleep.

Before Lin Mo could speak, Xiao Yu flickered and disappeared.

It looks like it's back in pencil.

There is no doubt that writing this answer is a huge burden for Xiaoyu, but fortunately there are results.

Xiaoyu has written 'yes'.

That must be.

Lin Mo is rarely so excited as he is now.

That Lin Yuan was really his brother.

Whether it is a brother or a younger brother, it is of great significance to Lin Mo.

"No wonder he wanted to help me five years ago, but why didn't he tell me, why didn't he come to see me?"

Lin Mo was a little puzzled.

At this time, he can't take care of that much anymore. Now that he knows that Lin Yuan is his own brother, Lin Mo decided to go to see him immediately.

Nine times out of ten, the other party is in the government office.

Lin Mo took the little tiger back to the ring and walked towards the government office.

The government office is still gloomy, and at this time, there seems to be another figure in front of the door.

This figure is talking to the ghost in front of the door.

After Lin Mo approached, he heard the conversation between these two ghosts.

"Hurry up and inform Lord Lin Yuan, there is a big incident in the ghost pavilion." It was a paper man who spoke.

Lin Mo thought he was wrong.

But it was soon discovered that the person who actually spoke was not the paper figurine, but a human head held in the paper figurine's arms.

Lin Mo gave full marks to this look.

The sense of terror has been pulled to the extreme~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The ghost at the gate of the government office almost didn't speak, maybe not, where did he wave his hand.

However, there were originally two ghosts, and there was only one left.

It is estimated that the other one is going back to report.

After a while, a ghost in an official hat came out.

The ghost's face was bloodless, as white as a layer of flour.

"Lord Lin Yuan is not here."

The head held by the paper figurine was anxious: "It's broken, now there is a hundred thousand in a hurry, one hundred thousand in a hurry, hurry up and find it, or, find Master Zhang..."

"Of course I know that 100,000 fires are in a hurry, but it's useless. Master Zhang has been sleeping for ten years, and he can't wake up even when he screams. Don't waste your energy. You still have to find Master Lin Yuan, but he's really not here..."

Just as the white-faced ghost officer said this, he suddenly saw Lin Mo standing over there.

First stunned, and then happily said: "Lord Lin Yuan is back!"