Doomsday begins with a nightmare

Next, is the real contest.

At this moment, the gate of the toy factory is closed.

Lin Mo didn't rush in.

He took out a paper crane, took out a pen and wrote Yu Po's name on it, and then blew.

"Go!"

Raising his hand and shaking it, the paper crane seemed to come alive, and began to flap its wings and fly.

This time, Lin Mo didn't look at it, but followed the paper crane.

Lin Mo doesn't know what's going on in the Shuguang Toy Factory right now, and it's not the safest way to send ghosts in to see, because no matter who it is, since it can pose a threat to Sister Yue, it may even be restrained, or Sister Yue has already been killed, and if the mere ghost enters, it will be discovered in all likelihood.

So Lin Mo had to find a safer way.

Because Grandma Yu replied to the letter before, Lin Mo thought that Grandma Yu was safe now, so it would be right to contact Grandma Yu first when she came.

Of course Lin Mo didn't know where Granny Yu was, but Zhihe did.

With paper cranes in the future, Lin Mo is definitely a professional in finding someone.

The paper cranes did not enter the toy factory through the main entrance.

It flapped its wings and flew around the wall from the side, and Lin Mo followed closely behind at the speed of relying on black leather shoes.

All the way around to the back of the toy factory, there is actually a back door here.

Paper cranes flew over from above.

Lin Mo went up and pushed the small iron door.

opened.

There is no lock.

After entering, it was behind the toy factory, with paper cranes flying in front, and flew in through a broken second-floor window at the back door.

Lin Mo hurriedly chased after him.

The windows on the second floor are seven or eight meters above the ground, and ordinary people simply cannot go up.

However, Lin Mo used both hands and feet to climb up the wall, and easily climbed to the top, looked at it, and then got in.

Above is a dark corridor.

The paper crane is gone.

Lin Mo was not in a hurry. At close range, he could sense the position of the paper crane, which was not far from him.

Walking forward for a while, Lin Mo found that he had never been to this area before, which is normal, the toy factory is so big, he only walked a small part of it last time.

The one he had been to before was like a production workshop, but this place was more like an office area.There were some printed forms scattered on the floor, which looked like orders.

Lin Mo looked around and found a problem.

In the toy factory before, all kinds of dolls can be seen everywhere, but now, the place is as quiet as death.

Where are those cute dolls from the toy factory?

Lin Mo was not used to not seeing them.

At this moment, a sense of danger suddenly struck, Lin Mo immediately stopped and stayed where he was.

He felt pretty bad.

Just like when he was in the haunted house.

Lin Mo paused for a few seconds, and during these few seconds, there was really no sound around.

He took a step forward.

Another step.

Then stop.

Lin Mo felt a little itchy on the back of his hand.

He looked up.

Eye pupils shrank.

At some point, someone wrote a word on the back of his hand.

The word 'crime'.

Oil paint on black.

Lin Mo rubbed it with his hands, but couldn't wipe it off.

It's like a tattoo, engraved on the skin.

"When did it happen?" Lin Mo frowned and thought about it.

He remembered that it wasn't there when he climbed up from the bottom just now, and it should have been written after he entered the toy factory.

The problem is, he didn't notice anything.

Or, as long as you enter the building, you will be written this word?

There is this possibility.

Lin Mo planned to look at his yellow paper, maybe it was a curse, but Lin Mo didn't smell any curse.

If it wasn't a curse, it would be worse.

Because that is probably the power of taboo.

For taboos, let alone Lin Mo, no one can resist.

Taboos are rules.

If you break the rules, you will be punished.

Punishment includes death.

Fortunately, Lin Mo has experienced many similar things, so he can hold his breath.

Keep going.

Soon, Lin Mo stopped again.

It's because of something else.

He heard very slight footsteps behind him.

"There is something behind me." Lin Mo immediately realized this.

He didn't look back.

Now this feeling is a bit like encountering a taboo ghost, that suffocating atmosphere makes my heart unstoppably heavy.If you don't look back, you are afraid of violating taboos.

The taboo ghosts are not joking, the first criterion is not to violate their taboos.

Otherwise, you must be recruited.

Lin Mo lowered his head and looked at the ground behind him.

Sure enough, there are a pair of feet.

At this moment, Lin Mo heard a whisper.

"The criminal's crime is unforgivable. I was ordered by the superior to be beheaded. Do you have any last words?"

The voice is quite mellow, and the voice that comes out has a little bit of drama, a bit like singing, with ups and downs.

Lin Mo frowned, he was not a good person.

At this moment, there is already a bone spur in it, and I don't even know how to do it, so I will stab it in the back.

Assassination is something like this, if you do it too much, it will become a habit.

For example, what is the key point to stab, and what point is easy to pierce, and it is easy to catch the other party by surprise.

Lin Mo is relatively familiar, so the speed is extremely fast.

But he missed it.

Turning around, the ghost behind him was gone.

"So fast?" Lin Mo raised his head.

Obviously, the opponent this time is not simple. Up to now, Lin Mo has only seen the opponent's feet, and he has not seen the part where the feet go up.

The other party left?

Obviously not.

The threat of chills all over the body still exists, and it is stronger than before.

It was so strong that Lin Mo got goose bumps all over his body.

"You are guilty, if you don't leave a last word, go at ease."

The voice still sounded behind him.

Lin Mo's scalp exploded.

"You are the one who is guilty." Lin Mo cursed, backhanded the assassination, and pulled out the brick hammer at the same time.

But he stabbed again.

Turn around, no one, empty.

But the sense of crisis has reached its peak at this moment.

Lin Mo's pupils shrank, knowing something was wrong.

"It's noon, behead!"

One cut.

It came from behind Lin Mo.

Obviously, the ghost is still behind Lin Mo, like a piece of paper pasted on the back.

No matter how you turn around, you will never see each other.

A cold light flashed.

Lin Mo fell to the ground with a thud.

"When the head falls to the ground, the crime will be eliminated from now on."

After the voice finished speaking, a black shadow quickly moved away.

And the word 'crime' on the back of Lin Mo's hand gradually faded away, and finally disappeared.

After a while, the few black hairs wrapped around Lin Mo's fingers began to squirm, and more hair grew. Then he searched around, found the head, and then reconnected the head and body.

Lin Mo moved his fingers.

Then got up from the ground.

"I'll fuck him, what the hell is this?"

Lin Mo cursed in a low voice.

His neck still hurts now.

Just now, before he could figure out what was going on, he was beheaded.

What is this called?

Lin Mo debuted for so long, and it was the first time that he didn't take advantage of anything, but suffered a big loss instead.

A surge of anger in my heart couldn't help but soar into the sky.

If it wasn't for the curse of the undead, he would have died just now.

But Lin Mo knew very well that it was useless to just be angry at this time, the curse of the undead had been triggered, and the CD was still not healed at this moment, if he stabbed himself again, he would really be unable to guard against it.

go now.

Go out first and think again.

Lin Mo turned to leave, but at this moment, he heard a slight knock on the door.