Doomsday begins with a nightmare

The ground cracked and shattered directly, and the huge force was at least twenty times greater than that of ordinary people.

It was the first time Lin Mo had seen such fierceness.

"Old Wang, calm down." Papa Lin didn't kill him, after all, friendship is on the other side, and besides, Junk Lane also cannot do without the coffin-bearer.

The two of them are indispensable.

So, Father Lin just slapped the man who carried the coffin.

That means to wake you up.

As a result, the coffin-bearer cursed and became even angrier, and the malice on his body surged into the sky.

The two men fought.

Lin Mo, a bystander, knew clearly that the coffin-carrying man was not sober, but was affected by the malice in the coffin, so he went to extremes when thinking about things and seeing things.

Strictly speaking, this is the true intention of the man who carried the coffin.

He might not be able to hold on any longer.

But just like Papa Lin said, the balance of Junk Lane cannot be broken now.

Then the man who carried the coffin couldn't be killed, and likewise, he couldn't let the man who carried the coffin kill Father Lin.

The only way is to let the coffin-bearer stop himself.

This is a bit difficult.

But after thinking about it for a while, Lin Mo knew that if there was anyone in the world who could stop the coffin-carrying man, it would be Tian Tian in the wooden house No. 133.

Taking advantage of the fight between his father and the man carrying the coffin, Lin Mo sneaked to the door of the wooden house. After checking that it was unlocked, he pushed the door and walked in.

Chapter 0273 A painting for Dad every day

There were loud noises outside the house, but after closing the door, all sounds were blocked by the ordinary wooden door.

It was very quiet in the cabin.

Tiantian is still the same as last time, sitting on the old cartoon floor mat and playing with building blocks. Sometimes, I will pick up some small dolls and play the game of hitting the left hand with the right hand.

Lin Mo walked over and greeted Tian Tian.

"day by day!"

"Uncle, you are here again." Tiantian was obviously very happy: "Uncle, do you want to play a game of fighting monsters?"

While speaking, he handed over the little doll in his hand.

"Okay, uncle will play with you for a while."

Lin Mo was also sitting on the edge of the cartoon floor mat, taking the little doll handed over every day.

To be honest, Lin Mo is quite resistant to playing games with Tiantian.The last time I came to play the game of guessing pictures, I gave Lin Mo a hard time, so this time, Lin Mo had to ask clearly.

"Every day, uncle asks you, if you lose, will there be any punishment?" Lin Mo asked seemingly casually.

"No, there is no punishment for this." Tiantian looked puzzled: "Uncle wants to play with punishment?"

"No, I don't want to play!" Lin Mo hurriedly waved his hands, he almost killed himself just now.

At this time, Lin Mo carefully looked at the little doll in his hand.

It was a doll that looked like a toy soldier, and it was a little damaged from playing for a long time.

"Tiantian, does this doll have a name?" Lin Mo asked.

"Yes, yours is a monster, and the one I'm holding is the security captain, the most powerful." Holding a doll in his hand, Tian Tian explained to Lin Mo the rules of the game to fight monsters.

To put it simply, monsters invaded the town, and the security captain defeated the monsters.

Simple and naive to outrageous.

After Lin Mo listened, he played with the little guy for a while according to Tiantian's request. Of course, the monster on Lin Mo's side was defeated in the end, and the security captain in Tiantian's hand was still the victor.

Lin Mo put down the little doll in his hand at this time.

"Tiantian, I'll play this game later, uncle wants to talk to you."

It was dark outside, and Lin Mo was playing games with the children here, how could he take it to heart, after all, neither of the two people outside could lose.

The balance that has been maintained in the junk alley for so long cannot be broken today.

Sure enough, Tiantian is well-behaved and sensible.

"Uncle, what are you going to say?" He also put down the doll and looked at Lin Mo.

Lin Mo thought for a while, and said, "Uncle met your father before."

"Really?" Immediately jumped up excitedly every day, and ran in front of Lin Mo, with a pair of small eyes shining brightly: "When will Dad come back? I have been waiting for him for a long time, but if he doesn't come back, I hate him a little bit. "

Lin Mo could clearly feel that Tiantian's mood swings were very severe.

Even with it, the whole junk alley vibrated.

Obviously, the words just now touched Tian Tian's sensitive nerves and changed his spiritual power.

This is not a good thing.

What is needed now is balance. Only when Tian Tian's emotions are normal can his mental strength maintain the existence of Junk Lane, otherwise, Junk Lane will soon fall apart.

But at this time, there was no turning back when he opened the bow. No matter what Lin Mo said, he had to bite the bullet and continue.

"Do you hate Dad?" Lin Mo simply asked this question clearly.

"Well, he's always busy, busy making money." Tian Tian pouted and said, "Father said that he hopes he can earn 1000 yuan a day, so that he can come back to accompany me right away."

1000?

Lin Mo understands a little bit why the price of getting rid of the curse of the junk alley cage is 1000.

It turns out that the roots are here.

So speaking of it, this cage is actually blessed by his daily fantasies.

Because if there is 1000 yuan, his father will come back.

Then, he can also be free, because his father can take him out to play.

What a poor child.

Lin Mo has seen many poor children, even if they have encountered many misfortunes, there has never been one like Tian Tian.

The child's greatest pain is actually loneliness and endless waiting.

Loneliness makes him like to fantasize and play alone.

It may also be the reason why Tiantian's mental power is so strong.

Right now, Tiantian is obviously emotionally fluctuating, Lin Mo has to calm his emotions, and at the same time, continue to proceed according to his own plan.

"Then, why does Dad want to make money?" Lin Mo decided to take the initiative to guide.

He took the initiative to meet Tiantian this time, originally intending to stabilize Tiantian's mood.

Lin Mo knew very well that no matter an adult or a child, one must have a goal in order to persevere, or in other words, one must have expectations and thoughts.

Without this, that person has no hope, and sooner or later he will collapse.

On the contrary, with hope and thoughts, and even upgrade to faith in the end, this person, at least on the spiritual level, is invincible.

Lin Mo came to see Tiantian just to give Tiantian hope.

Believe in this way, you can persevere every day, and you will not collapse.

The question of why dad wants to make money made Xiao Tiantian unable to answer for a while.

Lin Mo smiled inwardly, secretly thinking that children are easy to fool.

"Every day, do you need money to buy the toys, food, and clothes you play?" Lin Mo started his performance.

Nod every day.

Approved Lin Mo's idea.

That is, fun toys, delicious food, all need money.

"Then dad makes money, in fact, it is for you to live a good life every day, so tell me, is dad working hard?"

After thinking about it every day, he nodded: "It's hard work."

"How hard is it?"

"Dad gets up very early every day and comes back very late."

"anything else?"

"During meals, my father would give me delicious shrimp and fish... He said he didn't like to eat them, but I feel that my father also likes to eat shrimp."

"Yeah, Dad leaves early and returns late, it's actually all for you. He wants you to have a good life in the future, he wants you to eat well and dress well, he wants you to go to a good school, and you can learn whatever you like. The reason why he wants to make money, your father loves you very much, do you understand?"

"Well, I understand, I, I love Dad very much, I love Dad the most."

Lin Mo felt that it was almost done.

Because the hostility before Tiantian disappeared, that is to say, he was appeased.

The mood has also recovered a lot, as can be seen from the thrift alley that no longer continues to vibrate.

Things outside can no longer be delayed. Lin Mo doesn't know who will win between the father and the coffin-bearer, because it is not good for anyone to win, so he must hurry up.

"Tiantian, uncle is leaving, but uncle can see your father, and your father misses you very much, do you have any presents for him?"

Lin Mo asked.

This is his main purpose this time.

The only thing that can calm the coffin-carrying man is Tiantian, but he can't see Tiantian, so Lin Mo can only think of the next best thing.

Let Tian Tian give his father a present.

There is thought power on this gift, and it is impossible to fake it. As long as the coffin-bearer sees it, he will definitely be greatly touched.

Only in this way can he regain his sobriety after being devoured by malice.

"There is a gift, I have prepared it a long time ago." Tian Tian picked up a painting from the table over there at this time: "This is what I gave to my father. I painted a big house. My father said that if you are rich, Let me live in a big house, he asked me what kind of house I like, and I drew it."

Lin Mo took the painting, knelt down and touched Tian Tian's furry head.

"Tiantian, that uncle has left, and he will come to play with you another day."

"Well, goodbye uncle!"

Tian Tian was in a good mood at the moment, bouncing back, picked up the brush again and began to draw. Lin Mo glanced at it when he went out, and saw that the paintings on the drawing paper were colorful.

Chapter 0274 8-4 Vampires

The battle outside was more intense than Lin Mo thought.

Many houses were destroyed, the ground collapsed, both Papa Lin and the coffin-bearer were injured all over, but obviously, Father Lin didn't use all his strength, otherwise the coffin-bearer would not be his opponent.

The malice on the coffin-carrying man was so strong that it was suffocating. His whole body was like a mass of burning briquettes, and the billowing malice was coming out like thick smoke.

It's like a man-shaped chimney.

Can't delay any longer.

Lin Mo immediately ran over and showed the painting to the coffin-bearer.

"Uncle Wang, this is a painting given to you by Tiantian. He said that he gave it to his father. He painted a big house. His father said that if he is rich, let him live in a big house. Tiantian also said that he Will wait for you to go back..."

The body of the man carrying the coffin visibly shook.

The next moment, the other party rushed over like a ghost and took away the painting from Lin Mo's hand.

Father Lin was afraid that Lin Mo would be hurt, so he stepped over to protect Lin Mo at this moment.

The coffin bearer did not attack.

Just staring at the painting without saying a word.

Presumably, at this moment, the coffin-carrying man's heart should be like a volcanic eruption, definitely not as calm as it appears on the surface.

How to choose next depends on the coffin-bearer himself.