Doomsday begins with a nightmare

"Are you sick? Why don't you die for several years?"

Men, women, young and old, all ran out at this time.

Especially the female nightmares in the community, that is the fastest.

Nie Hong came, as if she had dressed up; Dandanma also came, and she seemed to have put on makeup; the most exaggerated one is Sister Liren (the female nightmare of the cosmetics store in Qiandu Commercial Plaza), who is actually wearing heavy makeup.

A female ghost next to her couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Sister Liren, I didn't see it, do you have thoughts about the district chief?"

The beauty geigei smiled: "Nonsense, but my mother knows that I can't compete with those little hoofs, so I want to see if the district chief's father likes me like this."

When the ghosts nearby heard this, their eyeballs dropped all over the floor, each of them was in awe, and they spoke brilliantly, expressing their admiration.

Lin Mo didn't know about these messy things.

He showed Xiaobai to the fat man first, and he brought his father to Zhang Meng's studio.

The fat man looked at the fat white kid who was holding his hand, and then at the head held in the other's arms. The fat man who thought he was well-informed and wouldn't be frightened again trembled again.

studio.

Lin Mo pushed open the door and looked at the paintings all over the room, which seemed to be similar to before.It seems that Zhang Meng did not engage in creation during this time.

Could it be that the other party has been in that painting?

The old man who followed behind also had his eyes lit up when he saw this room.

"Xiao Mo, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in your neighborhood."

One sentence shows that the owner of this house is unusual.

Zhang Meng is indeed unusual.

A standard house girl with a great personality; a painter with the terrifying ability to write and create the world.

I searched around but couldn't find anyone, and Zhang Meng was not in the house.

Lin Mo asked a few ghosts in the painting, and they said that Zhang Meng was in the painting in the house.

I went in and took a look, and it really was the pair of "Lost City".

"Come on, let's go in and find her."

The father also made a decisive decision. It was a matter of his son's life and death, and he couldn't wait for a moment.

The two got into the painting.

There have been some changes in this painting world.

Before it was a 'lost city' at most, now it's more like a bombed city.

There are ruins everywhere, and some tall buildings have collapsed.

At this time, there was a tremor on the ground and a rumbling sound.

Some crumbling buildings not far away finally collapsed at this moment.

Apparently, the place is unstable.

Lin Mo didn't know where Zhang Meng was, but felt that this must be related to the other party.

At this time, in a dark corner nearby, a figure flashed past.

The old man chased after him directly, which felt a bit like a cheetah preying on him. The old man relied on real hard power.

After a while, he came back with a humanoid monster.

The monster was strangled by the neck and kept struggling, but it obviously couldn't make any waves in the hands of the old man.

"This thing has a cursed smell on it. It should be the seven lives you mentioned." The old man smelled it and recognized the cursed smell.

Dad had yellow paper and collected curses earlier than Lin Mo.

So the understanding and research on the curse is deeper than that of Lin Mo.

Recognizing curse smells, Dad is a pro.

After finishing the work, the old man took out a three-inch stick incense stick from his arms, blew on it lightly, and lit it.

The next moment, like a magic trick, this stick of incense was stuffed into the head of that corpse.

It felt as easy as stuffing a coin into plasticine.

After stuffing it in, Dad let go of the wight.

A faint white smoke slowly spewed out from the corpse monster's nostrils, and obediently followed behind his father.

"This is our Lin family's Ghost Nuxiang, don't you know how to make it?" the old man asked.

Lin Mo nodded embarrassedly.

"Hey, you should do more research on the skills of our old Lin family."

Lin Mo took it for granted.

If he could prepare a little more 'Showing Demon Soup', then this battle with Yuan Xiuqing might have a different ending.

But it is useless to regret this kind of thing, it can only be learned.

Lin Mo thought it over, and when the matter of the undead curse is resolved, he must spend time studying the Lin family's skills, and then prepare enough magic soup.

In this way, if you encounter hard stubble again, just pour it in, and just roll up your sleeves and do it.

People block and kill Buddhas block and kill Buddhas.

Very good!

The old man let the corpse controlled by Gui Nuxiang open the way ahead, and the two quickly headed towards the place where the curse was the strongest.

The old man on the road said that the burning time of Guinu incense is different because of the different craftsmanship.

And this burning time determines the time of the controlled ghost.

"What I made at the beginning can only be burned for 1 minute. You just started, and you may not last for 1 minute. But remember, this craft requires long-term practice. Now I can do it for 10 minutes. Dad hopes You can surpass me, and the blue is better than the blue." When the old man mentioned this, he was quite proud and proud, and there was a teaching meaning in his words.

Lin Mo showed his father the technique of paper figurines.

Father fell silent.

Then he kept urging Lin Mo to run faster.

"Hurry up, kid, haven't you eaten?"

Ahead is the center of this 'lost city'.

There is a tall building here.

Lin Mo has seen it before, and the source of the curse is probably inside.

Interestingly, most of the buildings in this city were damaged, or completely collapsed, but this tall building was intact.

The seven dead corpses that once gathered here are also gone.

At this moment, footsteps came from the front.

A skinny man with a face like a skeleton ran towards this side.

This man is dangerous.

There was an unbelievable malice about him.

Seeing Lin Mo and Dad, the man pulled out something and swiped it in this direction.

A sense of danger looms.

The old man stretched out his hand and threw the corpse monster controlled by him to the front.

The next moment, the corpse split into two.

Even Lin Mo didn't see what cut open the corpse.

When the skinny and malicious man on the opposite side was about to swipe a second time, the old man got behind him at some point, and slapped him down, with strong wind, slap.

The man was directly shot down to the ground.

His foot twitched, and he didn't move.

died!

A person from behind walked over slowly, looked at the corpse on the ground, then at Father Lin, and asked Lin Mo, "District Chief, who is this old man, so fierce?"

Chapter 0594 will die when you open your eyes

This person is Zhang Meng that Lin Mo is looking for.

The other party looked tired, but there was a hint of excitement in his brows.

Maybe something good happened.

"This is my dad." Lin Mo introduced.

"Dad?" Zhang Meng's brain circuit always has one more split than normal people.

Lin Mo didn't want to talk to her. If he followed Zhang Meng's way of thinking, he would definitely go astray.

Seeing that Lin Mo didn't follow her routine, Zhang Meng chuckled, and ran over to say hello to Father Lin, one uncle at a time, quite affectionately.

The father's evaluation of Zhang Meng is that the child is very polite, but it is not suitable for his son.

"By the way, what are you doing here? Are you looking for me specifically? I'll tell you clearly, don't come to me if you have any troubles. I don't like going out. Anyway, if you let me go out, I will definitely not do it. "

The full level of house girls is really not bragging.

Lin Mo briefly explained his intentions.

Zhang Meng ran over and touched Lin Mo's forehead: "No wonder you look sick, and there is no living breath on your body, so you are dying."

There's nothing subtle about this guy's words.

Lin Mo didn't know, and the more unpretentious ones were still behind.

"If you want me to say, if you die, you will die. If you die, you can just die quickly, get rid of all the bad things in the world, stay in the house with me, and do whatever you want. How comfortable it is."

Lin Mo said that you should stop talking nonsense, saying that I am different from you, that I am going to die this time, and it really just disappears.

"Have you ever been in that building?"

What Lin Mo was talking about was the building with the source of the seven-life curse.

"I went in. The guy your dad shot to death just now came out of it. This guy is also a painter. I originally wanted to get along with him peacefully, but I didn't expect him to be a madman. He didn't listen to me at all."

Zhang Meng pointed to the skeleton man on the ground who was shot to death by his father.

This guy fought Zhang Meng several times, and the fight was impressive, but he was slightly weaker than Zhang Meng.

Because of this, Zhang Meng marveled at how fierce your father was when he saw his father slap this guy to death.

"Is it safe?" Lin Mo asked again.

"It's not safe." Zhang Meng told Lin Mo that there are a few powerful ghosts in that building. Once a taboo is violated, the gods can't stop them: "I swayed on the first floor and fought a few times with the skeleton painter. The source of the curse should be on the fourth floor, but the elevator in that building is broken, so you can only take the stairs. There is a ghost in the stairway between the first and second floors. It is very weird. If you want to go upstairs, you must close your eyes. have to die."

Lin Mo asked you if you haven't been on it again, how do you know.

"Another ghost told me that it was wandering on the first floor. Why, you don't believe me?"

Zhang Meng was very angry because he was suspected.

Lin Mo said that he didn't doubt you: "You said that a ghost told you. As the saying goes, there are many lies. Many things have to be seen with your own eyes, and true knowledge comes from practice."

While talking, Zhang Meng had already brought Lin Mo and Dad Lin in.

Although his mouth was full of coquettish words, Zhang Meng still offered to help.

She has such a temperament, and of course Lin Mo will not be as knowledgeable as this house girl.

Zhang Meng looked around, and then pulled out a ghost from under a table in front of him.

This ghost looks like a tramp, with messy hair, unshaven beard, translucent body with a touch of green, looking at Lin Mo and Dad in horror.

"It's called Yuri, an artist from the Goose Country, good at sculpture."

Zhang Meng introduced it.

artist?

No wonder he looks out of his mind.