Doomsday begins with a nightmare

"But how does Chunfeng know these classmates and teachers? Could it be that he can read my memory?"

Lin Mo was thinking wildly.

The main reason is that he is being held down now and cannot move.

In this situation, I may be eaten by Chunfeng, and the other party will become a fairy.

But Lin Mo didn't wait for Chunfeng to eat people, but was taken to the school infirmary.

It seems to be judging your own mental state.

Lin Mo smiled.

Xin said that this illusion is quite interesting.

Next, Lin Mo experimented. He couldn't sleep, couldn't use his mental power, just like an ordinary person.

And he couldn't jump out of this illusion by himself.

"The situation is a little bit bad."

Lin Mo was thinking about countermeasures.

Outside the infirmary, the school doctor observed for a while, and said to Teacher Zhang: "Old Zhang, the student in your class is afraid that there is something wrong with his brain, please contact the parents and ask them to take the child to the hospital for examination. of."

Chapter 1158 Zhouzhuang Dream Butterfly

Lin Mo decided to stand still for now. Of course, he doesn't have any soldiers to use right now.

In fact, it is a last resort.

If you can't leave this illusion, you can only stabilize, observe, and then wait for the opportunity to move.

After that, Lin Mo saw his mother.

The mother looked a little older than she remembered, she looked to be in her thirties, when she came, she was given a lesson, and she pulled Lin Mo to apologize to the teachers and classmates.

Lin Mo, who had figured it out, also tried his best to cooperate.

But I am very disdainful.

Chunfeng is completely fooling around, in real life, his mother passed away when he was one year old, and he didn't have any...

Just thinking of this, Lin Mo's expression suddenly changed.

Because he discovered that he has memories of his mother when he was growing up.

It seems that my mother is not dead?

Wait a moment?

Something seems wrong.

is memory.

There is another set of memories. Lin Mo was calm at first, and then tried to find the loopholes in this set of memories, but he couldn't find them.

All of a sudden, my forehead was sweating.

My mother felt sorry for her son, so she really went to the hospital for a checkup. It turned out that there was nothing wrong with her, but she just asked if he had bumped his head before.

Lin Mo said yes.

"Before playing football, the back of the head was accidentally hit by a ball, and I was a little dizzy at the time."

"In normal times, do you like to watch some movies and novels?"

"Correct."

"That's right. Everyone in this grade likes to fantasize. It's normal to have a bit of confusion after being hit on the head, but boy, you should have recovered by now, right?"

the doctor asked kindly.

Lin Mo nodded.

"It's nothing, just drink plenty of water, go to bed early, and rest for a few days."

The doctor waved his hand, and then shouted towards the door: "Next!"

On the bus, Lin Mo stared at the scenery outside the window.

This is Luoyan City.

He is very familiar.

This kind of familiarity is not the kind of long-term memory that needs to be seen to be remembered, but the kind of familiarity that we encounter every day, which has been integrated into life.

Correct.

life.

There is a breath of life here, which is very familiar to Lin Mo.

At this moment, Lin Mo thought carefully about everything in the past, and he had a feeling, which was actually quite terrifying.

Because he suddenly couldn't tell what was real and what was fake.

"If those are true, my spiritual power is very strong. With the cozy hut, no one can bypass the cozy hut to influence me."

This is the premise.

Chunfeng can't do it either.

This is Lin Mo's biggest problem. If so, how to explain all this now?

And after waking up from class, Lin Mo remembered many things again. He remembered the details of life here, and each of them was impeccable.

"No, this must be an illusion, and as long as it is an illusion, there must be a flaw, and I will find this flaw."

Lin Mo found that he was a little shaken in his heart, so he quickly strengthened his confidence.

Of course, he also knows that there is no need to behave like a psychopath here.

Let people see the joke, and from the side, doing that can only prove that there is no other way.

"It's better to get familiar with, observe, understand, and then think of countermeasures."

Lin Mo followed his mother back home.

Dad is there too.

Lin Mo looked at his father, and his father also looked at Lin Mo.

The next moment, Dad started taking off his shoes.

Lin Mo ran quickly, and if he didn't run, he would be beaten.

"Old Lin, what are you doing?" Mom came over to protect Lin Mo.

"This kid is so itchy that he even dared to hit the teacher. Teacher Zhang is so interesting that he didn't pursue it. If you change to another teacher, your son won't be expelled from the school."

Dad was obviously very angry.

"Let's go together tomorrow and apologize to Teacher Zhang."

"Okay." The father knew that he would not be able to beat his son, and with his wife to protect him, if he insisted on beating, then it is really uncertain who would get the beating in the end.

Lin Mo looked at his parents, the memory collided in his heart, and his brain hurt a little.

"Xiao Mo, come here."

Mom beckoned at this time.

In the small room, my mother began to interrogate Lin Mo why he messed around at school.

He also said you kid don't want to fool me.

Lin Mo was also a little overwhelmed for a while, so he simply said that he had a dream, in which he encountered a terrible thing, so he became confused after waking up.

"Did you dream about something, a monster or something?" Mom asked.

Lin Mo was taken aback, and asked his mother how do you know?

"How do I know? You don't study hard, and you write some messy novels all day long. Aren't they full of gods and ghosts? I have already said, don't write these messy things, you don't listen at all, and your father , He also can’t tell the importance, but he still supports you in writing those things.”

Lin Mo was stunned.

He remembered that he liked to write novels.

I didn't think of it all of a sudden before, maybe I was really stunned by the ball?In other words, this terrifying illusion is making adaptive adjustments, turning some unbelievable things into reasonable ones.

In the end, Lin Mo took the initiative to admit his mistake, and his mother let him go.

When Mom went out, Dad sneaked in, closed the door gently, and said that you kid is all about trouble.

"Dad can rely on you for other things. You can't beat the teacher. Write me a self-criticism and hand it over to Teacher Zhang tomorrow."

Lin Mo nodded.

Just now when the old man pretended to hit him, he was also acting.

If the father doesn't do this, then the mother will have a meal.

This is also the tacit understanding between father and son.

To help each other and protect each other, there is already a tacit understanding.

This kind of tacit understanding did not come from acting. At this moment, Lin Mo immediately had many fathers helping him resolve troubles in the past.

"Just now I secretly listened to your mother talking at the door, don't worry, if you like to write novels, you can continue to write, men, what you like to do can't be hindered by anyone, especially women, not even your mother .”

"Thank you daddy!"

"Okay, don't say more, so as not to arouse your mother's suspicion, I will withdraw first!"

After the father finished speaking, he slipped out again quietly.

Only then did Lin Mo take a closer look at the room.

There are posters on the wall, male stars, female stars, half of the bookcases are all kinds of novels, martial arts, science fiction, horror reasoning, mythology and folk tales.The other half are all kinds of hand-painted pictures, all kinds of ghosts and strange shapes, all of which were drawn by Lin Mo.

He loves these things.

Lin Mo thought for a while, picked up a pen and paper and drew a portrait of a character on the paper.

The painting shows a girl in a black dress, her skin is pale, and her long skirt is like a night sky. Naturally, the girl's appearance is nothing to say, mainly because of her temperament, resentment, and malice, but it does not make people feel disgusted.

Holding the paintbrush, Lin Mo looked at the girl in the painting, and then put the painting on the bookshelf.

There is a computer on the table.

Lin Mo remembered that he asked for it for a long time before buying it.

There are various games in it, and Lin Mo opened a file shelf with a lot of documents inside.

This is a novel written by Lin Mo, and its name is "Nightmare World".

Rubbing his head, Lin Mo once again fell into some kind of confusion caused by the fusion of memories.

At the beginning, he thought that this place was an illusion, a trap set up by Chunfeng, and it was a fake. This kind of thinking was very firm; but as time went by, his firmness loosened a bit.

Because of writing this novel, he often stays up until after twelve o'clock in the evening, so his mental state is not good during this time, and it seems normal to have some sequelae after hitting his head while playing with a ball.

"So, my mother didn't die, and the Lin family didn't belong to a hidden family, and there was no nightmare doomsday... Everything was because I was writing novels, so I fell asleep in class and dreamed?"

Lin Mo was silent for a few seconds.

"No, no, it's not a dream, it can't be a dream."

"But it's not a dream, what is it?"

After closing his eyes and remembering for a while, Lin Mo suddenly thought of something.

"By the way, if it's an illusion, you can't actually sleep. Let me try. If you can't sleep, it means it's an illusion."

Lin Mo was lying on the bed at the moment.

My head hurts a bit.

Maybe he was tired too, but Lin Mo actually felt a little sleepy, and fell asleep in a daze.

When he woke up again, it was already the next morning.

The alarm goes off.

Lin Mo looked at the familiar room and was suddenly at a loss.