Doomsday begins with a nightmare

There is only one event.

That was a certain 'wise man' who seemed to have dug out a bronze door, remelted it, and cast it into a black bell.

The story ends here.

Lin Mo watched from the beginning to the end, babbling and babbling, feeling unfinished.

Obviously, the 'clock' depicted in the last picture is most likely the ghost clock that Lin Mo saw at the moment. If you look at it this way, then the 'wise man' who smelted a copper gate to cast the bell is the ghost clock in the ghost town. The legendary 'Mr. Chunfeng'.

This is also in line with Lin Mo's expectations for this legendary figure.

But why did the other party smelt the copper gate into a bell?

Lin Mo couldn't understand.

At this moment, Liu Jia, who was searching around, ran back without finding anything. Seeing that Lin Mo got into the ghost clock, she became curious and got in too.

Here, it is very good to stay alone, but it is a bit crowded for two people.

Lin Mo still has no memory of Liu Jia, so he was a little embarrassed to be so close at this moment, but Liu Jia didn't feel embarrassed at all. Seeing that Lin Mo seemed to be avoiding her, he complained that you were close to that little San'er You don’t feel uncomfortable when you’re together, why do you feel uncomfortable when you’re with me?

Lin Mo was speechless.

"Then I'll hold you?" He was speaking angrily.

"Do you dare?" Liu Jia was obviously provoking him.

"Look if I dare!" Lin Mo hugged her and clung to her tightly. Are you still afraid of a little girl?Are you kidding, come on, get it together, who is afraid of whom.

But honestly, it doesn't feel bad.

Liu Jia died five years ago. At that time, she was still a female student in the third year of high school, and now she is still the same as before. At this moment, Lin Mo felt like an old cow eating young grass.

A little cool.

Liu Jia is not at all unaccustomed to it.

Leaning against Lin Mo naturally, she looked up at the picture on the inner wall, and was also taken aback.

After Lin Mo found out, she asked her if you didn't know there were paintings here?

Liu Jia shook his head, saying he didn't know.

"Didn't you stay with this ghost clock for five years? See you every day, and you haven't sneaked in to see it once?"

"No, I'm in charge of ringing the bell, not maintenance and oiling, so why do I have to sneak in to see it?" Liu Jia said confidently.

But there is nothing wrong with what people say.

People just ring the bell, and after the ringing, they walk away and look outside. That's why people like me have strange thoughts, so they sneak in.

Liu Jia then read the nine-story comic strips on the inner wall from the beginning, and Lin Mo followed suit again, and was responsible for explaining next to him, communicating what he understood and what Liu Jia understood, and discussed with each other.

Both of them believed that weird things had happened since ancient times.

And this kind of weirdness is reflected in the spiritual realm, and dreams are a kind of spiritual realm.

In addition, the ancients studied this, and those who study it are 'wise men'.

Of course, the wise man is Lin Mo's name, and Liu Jia gave him another name.

'The big-eyed monster'.

Not to mention, there is nothing wrong with using the big-eyed monster as a metaphor, because all the wise men, in the pictures, are ordinary 'human'-shaped outlines with an extra big eye.

Take a quick look, and it looks a bit like a character in the cartoon "Monsters Inc" in the White Eagle Kingdom, Big Eye Boy!

So Liu Jia gave him the nickname 'big-eyed monster', which is not a problem at all.

Liu Jia also noticed that the Mr. Chunfeng who founded the ghost city should be the big-eyed monster, or at least one of the big-eyed monsters.

Lin Mo asked her if you had seen Mr. Chunfeng.

"I've heard of it, but I haven't seen it. He has disappeared for hundreds of years. Where can I go to see him?" Liu Jia raised his hand to touch the most popular painting at this time.

"The bronze door was cast into a bell, why is that?"

Lin Mo also wanted to know her question.

The current situation is like a final exam. Two students who have been sleeping for a semester sit together and discuss how to answer the paper.

"Then, do you want to ring the bell?" Lin Mo asked at this time.

It has been a long time since he entered the Ghost Pavilion, and the bell hadn't been rung for a day before that. According to what Chang Zhou and the others said, if they didn't rung the bell for two consecutive days, there would definitely be a big mess.

"Knock, but I don't know if the bell can be heard, and there is no clock wood." Liu Jia touched a hard thing on his waist at this time.

"Lend me this thing!"

"Row!"

Liu Jia was talking about bricks and hammers.

The bell-ringing wood is a piece of wood tied to the side and suspended in the air, specially used for ringing the bell.

There is none here, so if you want to ring the bell, you have to use something else instead.

A brick hammer would be fine.

After Liu Jia took it from Lin Mo, the two got out together. She waved her arm and said it was a good thing.

Lin Mo has a face of course I know it's good, and I still use the expression you said.

The brick hammer is his exclusive weapon. Whoever uses it knows how powerful it is. The most important thing is that it fits Lin Mo's personality very well.

It's his favorite anyway.

Looking at it now, Liu Jia actually likes it.

After swinging it twice, Liu Jia walked towards the ghost clock.

Walked closer, thought for a while, then turned around and asked Lin Mo: "You said, if you ring this bell, there will be no problems, right?"

In fact, Lin Mo was also worried.

"Or, don't knock?" He gave a more pertinent suggestion, and also echoed Lin Mo's character. He has always been as stable as an old dog.

"No, if you don't knock, the ghosts in the ghost pavilion will riot, and nine times out of ten they will have to rush out, and then the ghost city will suffer as well." Liu Jia was worried.

"That's true, then knock." Lin Mo felt that it was a piece of grass, and it fell to the other side when it was blown there.

Liu Jia gave Lin Mo a white look.

"What if something bigger happens!"

"Then, don't knock!"

Liu Jia got angry and said that she didn't want to ring the bell now, but wanted to ring you.

Lin Mo smiled awkwardly: "This is a real problem. If you don't knock, something will happen; if something happens, if something happens anyway, then I can't make any suggestions."

Liu Jia thought about it, she lived in the garden below the Ghost Pavilion for five years.

Five years.

How did she get here?

This is definitely an indelible growth experience for a female student who was once a third-year high school student.

It can be said that Liu Jia's current state of mind is also very calm, and it is definitely not comparable to those young girls outside.

Just like what Lin Mo said, if you don't knock, something will happen, but if you knock, something may happen, then, of course, you must choose the latter.

But Liu Jia also knows that the accident of the former is at least predictable, but once the accident of the latter happens, it will be unknown. It may be small and negligible; or it may be large and shocking.

So after weighing one or two, Liu Jia thought it over.

knock!

She is not an indecisive person either. She stood still in front of the ghost clock and gave Lin Mo a look.

Lin Mo understood and was ready to fight.

This is because I am afraid that if something happens, I can deal with it in advance, so that I won't panic when the time comes.

The next moment, Liu Jia picked up the brick hammer, and with a burst of flames, the hammer directly hit the ghost clock hidden in the mirror world.

There was a click.

Accompanied by the terrifying bell, it seemed that countless glasses were shattering.

Lin Mo immediately covered his ears.

This voice is a bit over the top.

Liu Jia also frowned and covered her ears. She was the closest, and the voice was blinded to her.

Lin Mo knew something was wrong when he saw the situation.

Because Liu Jia has been ringing the bell for five years, if the movement is so loud and the sound is so harsh, it is impossible for her not to know, and it is impossible not to prevent it in advance.

She was so stunned that it meant that something unexpected might have happened in ringing the bell this time.

Moreover, how could there be the sound of glass breaking?

Just wondering.

Lin Mo suddenly saw the crooked female ghost in a red robe that he had seen before.

The female ghost seemed to come out of the phantom of broken glass shards around her.

At this moment, he quickly rushed towards Liu Jia.

Lin Mo hurriedly sounded the warning.

But he found that when he was talking now, there was no sound.

Not without sound.

The sound seems to be shielded by the vibration of the still ringing bell, and it cannot be transmitted at all. The sound of the bell seems to crack the air and turn it into a separate space, isolating everything, including the sound.

Now Lin Mo is in a hurry.

Liu Jia seemed to be ignorant of the attack behind her, and the red-robed female ghost with tilted head didn't seem to be a good person, even though Liu Jia was very powerful, she was afraid of suffering.

But it's useless for Lin Mo to worry.

The female ghost with the tilted head had rushed over at this time.

But at the next moment, a pair of scissors came out of nowhere and stabbed into the female ghost's stomach, and then the female ghost was shaking like a cramp.

In the end, the scissors broke out from the back of its head, and got out with a sticky liquid that didn't know what it was.

Being headshot by scissors must feel very sour.

Lin Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

Liu Jia is worthy of being a fierce ghost who can ring the bell in the ghost pavilion. Apart from the taboo that can force others to tell stories, his physical strength is also very strong.

Guarding the Ghost Pavilion alone, and ringing the bell for five years, Liu Jia is not an easy woman.

I just don't know why she stays here.

It seems that no one restricts her, why doesn't she leave?

With her ability, apart from those terrifying soldiers and ghosts guarding the gate of the ghost city, even the ghost messengers of the ghost city government can't do anything to her.

Then she can leave the ghost town, go back up there, find her parents, find her friends.

Or go find yourself.

So why doesn't he leave?Lin Mo hasn't figured this out yet.

The sound of the ghost clock began to fade away.

I used to hear people say that the melodious bells lingered for three days without stopping. Before, Lin Mo thought this was an exaggerated description, but now I feel that this is really not an exaggeration.

The bell seemed to be ringing all the time, and the shaking made people's brains hurt.

Lin Mo was in pain, and Liu Jia was also in pain. She was still covering her head. After all, she was the closest and was most affected.

As a result, Lin Mo saw another shocking scene at this moment.

The female ghost whose head was shot with scissors on the ground stood up again.

Lin Mo hurried over there.

It was too late just now, but it should be almost the same this time.