Doomsday begins with a nightmare

Lin Mo reckoned that this 'Lu Ping' might be in other levels of the house of horrors, and he could look for it later.

Just then, the clock on the wall rang.

The clock struck twelve at midnight.

Liu Jian looked up, and the murderous look and malice in his eyes suddenly disappeared.

"Killing Day is over!"

After he finished speaking, he immediately said: "Dear customers, congratulations for passing the first level of the horror house. Now, please go to the second level and continue our wonderful horror journey."

No one came out.

Even Lin Mo felt that ghosts would believe this.

The skinned aunt in the corridor is still dripping with blood, and the Jiuzhilong on the ground is also cold.

The air is full of bloody smell.

Just ask, as long as the brain is normal, who would believe it?Who dares to come out?

But Lin Mo knew the inside story, so he knew that Liu Jian, the owner of the horror house, was not lying.

At this moment, Liu Jian was not in a hurry. He continued to shout: "The second level of the house of horrors will open in six hours. Everyone hurry up and go out from the exit and wait in the waiting area of ​​the second level."

After shouting several times, he took Lin Mo to the front of the corridor, took out a key, and opened the iron door that had been closed before.

Sure enough, there is more than one exit here.

Walk out of the iron gate, walk through a corridor, open the curtain in front, and you will arrive at the waiting area for the entrance of the second level.

There are chairs for people to rest, as well as equipment for drinking and even entertainment.

Lin Mo saw the clown divination machine at a glance.

Opportunity.

Now there are no other customers, only Liu Jian, the owner of the horror house.

And Lin Mo can be sure that Liu Jian is not a player.

So when not using this divination machine now?

Immediately Lin Mo walked over and took out a coin from his pocket.

This coin was his old one, the bronze one.

It is estimated that the large scene of the horror house will not be cleared for a while, so Lin Mo needs more guidance and hints about this scene.

In addition to this bronze coin, he now has three 'silver coins' obtained from the first level. There are patterns on the silver coins, and their functions are currently unknown.

But it doesn't matter, just try it in a while and you'll know.

The owner of the horror house, Liu Jian, walked to the front counter at this time, sat down, and began to write something.

No one is watching Lin Mo.

He stuffed the bronze coin in without hesitation.

With the familiar startup sound, the clown in the glass cabinet raised his head and smiled strangely at Lin Mo.

"Psychopath, long time no see, you look good, but you must remember to promise others, if you break the contract, you will die. In addition, I smell money from you, the smell is so addictive. "

After saying this sentence, the clown bowed his head and did not move.

A bronze coin in exchange for such a sentence?

It's a scam.

What the clown said, promises to others, should refer to the agreement with Liu Jian and Lin Rou.

Lin Mo didn't intend to breach the contract either.

As for the smell of money, did the little scandal smell of silver coins?

Now Lin Mo has roughly figured out that after the bronze and silver coins are put into the clown divination machine, the prophecies and hints he gets are completely random and depend on luck.

Hints that may be available are useful.

It's like before Lin Mo'ou was possessed and got the address of the dummy's source in Qianlong City.

The value of that tip cannot be doubted.

It is also possible that the hints you get are not very meaningful.

Just like this time.

Lin Mo looked back, but still no one came out from the exit of the first level.

Taking out the three silver coins, Lin Mo glanced at Liu Jian at the bar again.

The other party was still writing with his head down.

Immediately, Lin Mo put the silver coin engraved with the medicine bottle into the clown divination machine.

The clown in the divination machine raised his head again.

This time, the Joker let out a contented grunt.

"The taste of silver coins is endless aftertaste."

The next moment, the clown grabbed a small bottle of medicine from his pocket and threw it into the delivery port. The medicine fell down along the gap. Lin Mo looked at it and reached out to take it out from the delivery port below.

"So, this thing not only can be used for divination, but also has a sales function?"

Lin Mo muttered to himself.

He looked at the medicines.

It's white, not big, a bit like a box for vitamin pills.

Take a look at the properties.

"Painkillers."

Just these four words, nothing else.

No prophetic hints, just this little bottle of pills.

Lin Mo now probably understands the role of silver coins.

Bronze Coins are a random hint and prophecy that can be obtained.

Silver coins, on the other hand, have specific functions and effects.

For example, the silver coin that was put in before had a pattern of a medicine bottle on it, so in the end, what Lin Mo got was a bottle of medicine.

As for the type of medicine, Lin Mo guessed that it might also be random.

This time he got painkillers.

He also has two silver coins.

One is engraved with a question mark, and the other is engraved with a sword.

I can't understand the question mark, but the one with a sword engraved on it, could it be the silver coin that can get the weapon?

Try it!

Lin Mo took out the silver coin with the sword engraved on it, and stuffed it into the clown divination machine.

The clown inside became excited again as if he had been drugged. This time, it didn't speak, but smiled, and took out a rusty wrench from somewhere behind it.

Then throw it out.

Ding bang fell below.

Lin Mo thought he was wrong.

"I was full of expectations. I spent a silver coin, and finally gave me a wrench? It's a second-hand product."

Pick up the wrench from the ground.

Although it is a bit worn out and a bit old, it is still quite smooth.

Portions are also adequate.

If you smash it, most people can't stand it.

Look at the properties.

"Seven people died tragically under this murder weapon. Maliciousness and resentment are entwined on it, making it possess extraordinary destructive power."

It doesn't look very good, but the attributes seem to be pretty good.

Anyway, it is much stronger than the little dagger that Lin Mo inherited from the previous scene, and it feels different.

Two silver coins in return for a bottle of painkillers and a wrench.

Lin Mo stuffed the wrench into his lower back smoothly.

From now on, he is a car repairman.

There is also a silver coin.

Don't keep it anymore, stuff it in to see what will happen, this silver coin has a 'question mark' drawn on it, and I don't know what will happen.

After stuffing in the silver coins this time, the clown raised his head and said to Lin Mo: "Then mentally ill, what do you want to ask?"

Lin Mo was taken aback for a moment, then became excited.

It is actually possible to take the initiative to ask questions.

It seems that you can ask anything.

In Lin Mo's view, the silver coins with question marks are really valuable.

Lin Mo thought about it at this time.

There are too many things he wants to ask.

About the elder brother Lin Yuan, about the whereabouts of the Gluttony, about the current situation of the captain and Xi Wenjun, about where the players are.

Of course, where is the caught fish Lu Ping.

These all need to be answered.

But apparently, he could only ask one question.

The Clown Divination Machine is more like an advanced version of Pen Fairy.

You have to think about what to ask.

He can't ask the clown divination machine how many questions you can answer. If the other party answers one and then says that the answer has been answered, it will be Barbie Q.

After much deliberation, Lin Mo still wanted to ask about his brother Lin Yuan.

Compared with other things, Lin Mo is more concerned about this matter now.

Thinking of this, Lin Mo asked, "Where is my brother Lin Yuan?"

After asking, I waited excitedly for the result.

The clown in the glass window heard the question and began to meditate for half a minute.

Lin Mo felt that he was right in describing the clown. The clown seemed to be really thinking. Looking at it with a thoughtful face and an expression that seemed to be constipated, it must be probing.

It looks like there is a door.

Lin Mo looked forward to it even more.

As a result, half a minute later, the clown's two eyeballs began to spin wildly, and after a harsh and strange laugh, he stretched out his hand and twisted his own head, turning 720 degrees in one direction.

Lin Mo was stunned by this wave of operations.

With a click, the clown's head was twisted off.

A wire that was glowing with light was exposed on the neck. It seemed that it was short-circuited and was still smoking.

bang.

From the coin exit below, a silver coin fell out.

It was the 'question mark silver coin' that Lin Mo had thrown in just now.

"You, what do you mean?"

Holding the silver coins, Lin Mo ran over [-] alpacas in his heart.