Doomsday begins with a nightmare

Unless this ghost pavilion has facial recognition and permission settings, it doesn't make sense at all.

"Wait a moment!"

Lin Mo thought of a key now.

All the ghosts who went up before disappeared, not even a scum left.

And when he went up for the first time, he relied on the balloon to block an attack, and was then teleported to the sixth floor of the stairs.

There is a cognitive problem here.

Has the ghost really disappeared, or has it gone up.

Xiaohu said that the ghosts are all dead. This should be true, but what about the corpses?

Impossible to really disappear out of thin air.

And Xiaohu also said that it can still sense the ghost's corpse now, but it's not on this floor.

"So, you have to try again yourself. It's useless to rely on ghosts alone." Lin Mo came to a conclusion.

Or, he gave up ringing the bell and returned by the same way.

Or, rise to the challenge and try again for yourself.

After thinking about it, Lin Mo decided to give it a try.

The main reason is that he knows that the stairs must be able to go up, otherwise, wouldn't the ringing of the bell on the ninth floor be a joke from the beginning?

First take back Xiaohu, who was vomiting and turned blue, and Lin Mo asked Xiaoyu to return to the pencil as well.

Xiao Yu seemed to know what Lin Mo was going to do. She shook her head, swayed, and rushed into Lin Mo's arms.Lin Mo felt a skin-to-skin contact with a cold but soft body at this moment.

Xiao Yu and Lin Mo came to overlap each other. She didn't disappear or fully revealed, but overlapped each other.

It was the first time for Lin Mo to experience this mode.

Not to mention, it feels good.

Very cool and soft.

Lin Mo also knew Xiao Yu's plan. He wanted to bear that weird attack with him.

It's like putting on armor and going to war.

Of course, the death rate is different between not wearing armor and wearing armor.

After making all these preparations, Lin Mo started to go up the stairs.

First order first order.

At the top door, just one step away from entering the seventh floor, Lin Mo took a deep breath and activated the Iron Curse.

All of a sudden, most of the skin on his body turned black like cast iron.

Then step out.

Go up to the seventh floor.

Something weird happened.

Lin Mo felt a huge pressure at this moment.

It was as if a car had been placed on him suddenly.

This pressure makes it difficult for Lin Mo to take a step now.

Almost at the same time, Lin Mo saw many ghosts around. They stretched out their hands from the surrounding darkness, showing hideous faces, full of malice, and stretched out their hands to grab Lin Mo.

It seems that they want to drag Lin Mo into the darkness, and bear the boundless pain here with them.

Lin Mo also had a splitting headache at this moment, the pressure around his body doubled, and he was pulled by many evil spirits.

Before, he might be dragged into darkness.

But at this moment, his own strength has reached a certain standard, not to mention, now that Xiao Yu is integrated with him, Lin Mo is obviously stronger in terms of resistance.

As a result, Lin Mo took this step.

It was like stepping out of a terrifying world all of a sudden.

When Lin Mo stepped on the ground with this step, all the oppression, pulling, roaring and whispering of evil spirits, and horrible pain disappeared in an instant.

It's like it's never been there.

A light flashed before Lin Mo's eyes, and he entered the normal floor.

Look around.

The corridor behind him was pitch black, and he came up from below.

On this floor, Lin Mo saw the word 'eight' written on a wooden beam in front.

Lin Mo was stunned.

This is the floor above. Lin Mo has seen it before, but he obviously went up from the sixth floor. Now he should be on the seventh floor. How could it be the eighth floor?

Got it wrong?

Lin Mo thought for a while and shook his head.

probably not.

How could this kind of thing be mislabeled, and turning his head to look at the bottom of the stairs, he found that there were some outlines below, but it was definitely not the sixth floor.

In other words, Lin Mo actually went directly from the sixth floor of the ghost pavilion to the eighth floor this time.

And it probably wasn't an accident.

The problem is on the seventh floor.

Perhaps, the seventh floor itself is very special, and even Lin Mo suspects that the seventh floor of the Ghost Pavilion is a non-existent floor.

You can't really enter the seventh floor, you can only pass through it.

And the process of passing through the seventh layer will bear the previous negative attacks and influences.

If you don't have enough strength, you will die.

Like those ghosts.

Only when the strength reaches a certain standard can one truly pass through the seventh floor and reach the eighth floor.

If you understand it this way, many things can be explained.

The ghosts that disappeared actually stayed on the seventh floor, but they were dragged in by the many evil spirits on that floor, and stayed on the seventh floor forever.

If he hadn't taken that step at that time, if it wasn't for Xiao Yu's strength, Lin Mo might not have been able to pass smoothly.

"Trying around, this turned out to be a floor that requires hard indicators to pass. If you are not strong enough, you will be left on the seventh floor forever. If the strength of that non-existing floor meets the standard, you can go up. Simple."

Lin Mo figured it out.

Thankfully, he passed.

But Lin Mo felt that there was nothing to be proud of about this matter.

Mainly according to this set of theories, those who can reach the eighth floor are at least "violent people" who meet this standard, no, they are "violent ghosts".

Otherwise, I won't be able to come up.

Look around.

Really, this is the eighth floor of the Ghost Pavilion, and the terrifying atmosphere around, as well as the resentment and malice permeating this floor, are more terrifying than any of the floors below.Even resentment and malice have condensed on the walls, floors and ceilings, turning into hideous and distorted faces.

Or turn into a mass of black, twisted hair.

Anyway, this place is scarier than the six floors below combined.

Even Lin Mo could feel that Xiaoyu's fine hairs in his clothes stood up, which was very itchy.

"Xiao Yu, go back to your pencil and rest for a while!"

Lin Mo said something.

Xiao Yu shrank back without saying a word.

Already on the eighth floor, Lin Mo didn't want to cause trouble, so he went up to the ninth floor to see if he could ring the bell.

Lin Mo tried not to get involved in other things.

The other thing is to see if I can find Liu Jia and catch up with her. Although Lin Mo actually has nothing to say, the memory of Liu Jia in the past is gone, and meeting her is like a stranger.

But the other party should remember that maybe such a chat can remind him of something.

Not to mention, when Lin Mo thought of this, he was still a little excited, feeling like he was about to meet his ex-girlfriend.

The eighth floor is the same as the lower one. I don't know where the upward stairs are, so I have to look for them.

There are three roads in front of Lin Mo at this moment, all of which are dark, and they don't know where they lead.

Obviously, no matter which way you go, you can encounter ghosts [-]% of the time.

Lin Mo reached out to order Doudou, and chose one at random to move forward.

Because of the heavy resentment, the walls are covered with black mold spots, some with clumps of hair, and it seems that there are some pale faces hidden in them.

Others directly grew pale hands, and when they sensed someone approaching, they would suddenly stretch out, intending to drag passers-by to the black spots on the wall.

These are just pure condensation of resentment, not even a ghost.

But often, this kind of thing is the most difficult to deal with.

Because there is no intelligence at all, only relying on instinct to attack.

It was okay at first, Lin Mo only needed to avoid the sudden grabbing hand once in a while.

But as he walked forward, there were more and more hands on the walls. In the end, not only the walls on both sides, but even the ceiling under his feet were full of hands.

And hair.

It is densely packed and has blocked the road. If you want to pass, you have to reach out and brush your hair.

This road is not easy to walk.

Lin Mo retreated the same way and decided to change another way.

Neither does the second way.

Halfway through the walk, a dilapidated wooden door appeared in front of him.

There are several locks on the wooden door. In addition, it is covered with talisman paper.

It is denser than the small advertisements in the corridor.

The sound of scratching the door came from inside the door from time to time, and a soft female voice lured Lin Mo to open the door.

Is Lin Mo the kind of stunned young man who can be easily fooled?

It was impossible to open the door, but Lin Mo chatted with the voice inside the door for a while.

At first Lin Mo pretended to promise the other party to open the door, so the other party was quite enthusiastic and asked what to say, but later found that Lin Mo didn't intend to open the door at all, it was just chatting, and he was angry immediately.

The gentle female voice suddenly turned into a rough male voice, cursing at Lin Mo, and banging on the door frantically, trying to knock the door open.

Lin Mo was also unambiguous, and scolded the ghost inside the door.

Anyway, the other party can't come out.

If you want to come out, you have to hit the door and come out.

He scolded until the other party died down, and then he left in satisfaction.

Chatting is not a waste of time, at least Lin Mo has found some useful information.

Just like the origin of this ghost pavilion.

Another example is some past events about Mr. Chunfeng.

It's quite secretive, some things are too bizarre, and Lin Mo doesn't know if it's true or not.For example, Mr. Chunfeng built this ghost pavilion out of selfishness, wanting to feed ghosts with ghosts.

It is the ghost of Mr. Chunfeng.

In addition, there are more bizarre-sounding ones.

It means that this ghost pavilion is Mr. Chunfeng's "canteen". Mr. Chunfeng's desire is not only to have a long life, but also to strengthen himself by devouring powerful ghosts.

Ultimately, the 'fruit' bit is achieved.