Doomsday begins with a nightmare

A Biao, a tall ghost, was bewitched by Lin Mo for several hours under the tree hole.

Under normal circumstances, Lin Mo would not have the opportunity to seduce this kind of nightmare for a long time, but the situation at that time made the impossible possible.

Although because A Biao is too strong, the bewitching effect is not particularly ideal, and he cannot completely obey Lin Mo's command.

But at least, it is enough to prevent the other party from being hostile and aggressive towards him.

Yang Ke had already told Lin Mo about A Biao's situation before. The other party was a member of the security team. He had learned martial arts, but died tragically. He was no longer normal when he appeared in the nightmare world.

At the beginning, he could still talk to Yang Ke and keep company, but later, when he went out once, he was contaminated by resentment and became the ghost he is now.

A Biao is different from other villagers in that he still retains some memories of his life.

These memories are broken and will be forgotten after a long time, but the memories with obsession are the hardest to forget.

A Biao's obsession is patrolling.

Patrolling around the village was also the job of the security team in the past.

So you can often see A Biao wandering around the village. As for the red lantern in his hand, Yang Ke doesn't know when the other party got it. He guessed it was picked up on the road.

However, this red lantern is really unusual. It looks very similar to the lantern monster Lin Mo met.

Possibly, it's the same kind of lantern.

Lanterns can dispel some resentment, and can prevent the resentment nightmare in the village from approaching, so Lin Mo took it with him.

Be prepared.

When I arrived at the place where I met Brother Man, it was empty, and the nightmare had obviously left.

Lin Mo continued to search, and finally found it in a villager's kitchen.

Lin Mo held the lantern in one hand and the burning brick in the other, followed by Chen Bing, Yang Ke, and A Biao.Maybe it really created momentum, or maybe Brother Man was afraid of the flames, so at this time he screamed and retreated without attacking.

"Let's talk!"

Lin Mo tried to communicate.

No results!

Brother Man didn't respond. It is estimated that if it wasn't for the large number of people on Lin Mo's side and the flaming bricks, he would have already pounced on him.

But even so, Lin Mo still spoke out his plan.

"I will help you avenge and kill those grave robbers!"

Lin Mo read softly.

Repeatedly.

At the same time, the bewitching curse was used.

Lin Mo doesn't know if it will work, but it's definitely right to try it, in case it succeeds.

After nagging for more than ten minutes, Lin Mo felt that it was almost done.

"Look, Brother Man's hostility is obviously much less than before, which shows that my persuasion is effective." Lin Mo showed Chen Bing and Yang Ke their achievements.

"Come on, look, if we all go out, if you put out the fire, will it swallow you up?" Yang Ke poured cold water on it.

Lin Mo pretended not to hear.

"Go, next one!"

Coincidentally, I met an old lady when I went out.

The aunt still had a hanging rope around her neck, her head was tilted, her eyes protruded, and she was malicious.

"Ma'am, let's talk..."

The aunt looked at the few people opposite, but didn't react for a while.

As a result, Lin Mo's three-inch tongue gave him a good meal.

The aunt who said it directly was dumbfounded.

"Then we have made an agreement, and we will go to Zhang Carpenter's house to take revenge and kill all the tomb robbers!" Lin Mo raised his hand and shouted a slogan.

Chen Bing wanted to persuade, but at this time Lin Mo had already continued to look for the villagers.

"It's useless, it's just a waste of time!" Yang Ke shook his head.

But Lin Mo insisted on doing this, and they could only accompany him.

Then Lin Mo started persuading the villagers when he met them. Of course, he always used bewitching curses.

As a result, it took only a few hours to communicate with more than a dozen villagers.

This efficiency is obviously not enough.

Lin Mo thought for a while, and asked others to help collect some firewood, and then brought them to the stage together.

"You... what are you doing?" Yang Ke felt something was wrong.

Because Lin Mo obviously threw firewood into the stage.

"Light a bonfire and cheer everyone up!"

After Lin Mo finished speaking, he set fire with bricks.

The fire was not big at first, but because some firewood was put in and the stage itself was made of wood, the fire got out of control after a while.

Fiery flames burned and crackled.

Even the surrounding gray mist has been dispelled a lot.

It is conceivable that a small village caught fire, and the villagers were immediately alarmed.

Next, in all directions, villagers began to appear in twos and threes, and more and more people gathered together, a bit like a troupe singing.

Not to mention, Lin Mo found a gong in the stage.

Seeing the gong, the rabbit immediately knew what Lin Mo was going to do, and said tremblingly: "Brother, don't, don't, knock this, it's too late to regret..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Mo had already sounded the gong.

The sound of the gongs shook the sky!

This time, the village was completely lively.

The rabbit stopped talking, covered his eyes and kept trembling.

Even Chen Bing and Yang Ke were taken aback.

Secretly Lin Mo's way is too wild.

But after thinking about it, the two of them knew why Lin Mo was so confident.

Most nightmares are afraid of fire.

There is such a big fire here, at least before it is extinguished, no nightmare dares to approach.

Lin Mo stood on a high place at the moment and looked around. There were a lot of villagers, there must be more than 200 people.

And among them, there was the third nightmare in Guimen Village, the poor man who was beaten to death with a random stick, and the other party was also in the crowd.

However, because of the strong resentment, the surrounding villagers did not dare to get too close.

Lin Mo even saw Brother Man's figure.

The other party hid in the corner behind and was looking this way.

But did not see Zhang.

This will definitely not work.

Mrs. Zhang is the most important. These villagers may not be able to compare with her, so Lin Mo beat the gong a few more times.

Because the sound was so loud, even the tomb robbers at Carpenter Zhang's house in the distance heard it.

"what happened?"

"I don't know, it seems to be the sound of a gong."

"It shouldn't be, didn't you just finish singing? Why is the troupe back?"

"It doesn't sound like the voice of a troupe."

A few tomb robbers didn't know why, so they guessed wildly.

Inside, the second master also looked into the distance with a puzzled expression, with a stern look in his eyes.

Lin Mo knocked on the gong, and it finally worked.

In the distance, a terrifying resentment surged into the sky, slowly approaching this side, Lin Mo knew that the most terrifying Zhang family in the village was coming.

To be honest, in Lin Mo's nightmare of persuasion, Mrs. Zhang is undoubtedly the most important.

It doesn't even matter if other people don't agree, as long as Mrs. Zhang nods, then this matter can be done.

Chapter 0420 I said run and run

Lin Mo was leaning against the fire at this moment, and the stage was burning with crackling noises, and the flames were soaring into the sky.

There are already a lot of villagers gathered around, almost as lively as when the opera troupe is singing, but at this time, everyone looks at Lin Mo and the three with resentment and malice.

It may be that Lin Mo burned their favorite stage.

Not surprisingly, if there is no such a fire that is burning now, they may rush to kill immediately.

Both Chen Bing and Yang Ke knew that it was useless to say anything now, they could only follow Lin Mo all the way to the dark.

"Ms. Zhang is here, be careful, she is not a soft persimmon!" Yang Ke saw the overwhelming resentment approaching in the distance, couldn't help reminding, and took a step back at the same time.

Totally subconscious.

Yang Ke has been here long enough, so he has a good idea of ​​how terrifying Zhang is.

It is impossible to confront the enemy head-on.

Can't beat it at all.

This fear has been engraved in my bones, and I will never forget it.

After all, Chen Bing was the captain of the scout team, so he couldn't help asking in a low voice at this time.

"Lin Mo, have you ever thought about what we should do if this nightmare belongs to the category that cannot communicate? What if she attacks us desperately?"

This is not Chen Bing's unfounded worry, but something that is very likely to happen.

If Mrs. Zhang couldn't be communicated, then it would be impossible to cooperate with them to deal with the gang of tomb robbers in Carpenter Zhang's family, and they might even kill a few of them now.

As the captain of the scout team, Chen Bing was very particular about tactics, and he had to prepare plans for different situations, so that no matter what happened, they would have a way to deal with it.

"Captain Chen, don't worry, I've already thought about it!"

Lin Mo made an OK gesture.

"Then, let's do it!" At this time, Chen Bing couldn't say anything, he could only take one step at a time.

"By the way!" Lin Mo added: "If I say run later, you all remember to follow me closely, and don't fall behind."

"what!"

Both Chen Bing and Yang Ke were taken aback.

Could it be that Lin Mo's plan of escape is to escape?

This is too unreliable.

In the distance, Mrs. Zhang, who was wet all over, moved over in an instant.

A nightmare that can move, once it is targeted, it is almost impossible to get rid of it.

At close range, the resentment on Zhang's body was simply indescribable, the pressure was suffocating, and Chen Bing couldn't help but take a step back.

But Lin Mo remained calm.

The flames burning on the stage behind him were enough to last for more than half an hour.

And Mrs. Zhang died in Shenhe. As the saying goes, fire and water are incompatible, Mrs. Zhang must also be afraid of flames, so at least there will be no problems for half an hour.

Even if Mrs. Zhang couldn't communicate and was a crazy and bloodthirsty nightmare, she could only lie cross-legged or lying down for half an hour, and there was nothing she could do about Lin Mo.

"Aunt Zhang!"