Doomsday Begins with a Nightmare

Ninety-five years ago, Swallowing Whale City.

rainy night.

Rosner and Wu second child are very familiar.

Seeing Wu Lao Er knocking on the door, it opened the door immediately.

It was raining heavily outside, and Wu Lao Er was soaked in soup, but he was obviously holding something in his arms and wrapped it in clothes. Rosner knew that there must be something in there.

After drinking a glass of foreign wine and roasting the fire, Wu Er Er slowed down and took out the things.

In Rosner's eyes, this is a small house carved in black wood.

"What is this?" Rosner asked curiously.

"Shrines are things dedicated to gods and Buddhas. It's a good thing. You can estimate the price. If it's suitable, you can take your things immediately." Wu Lao Er was counting on this to make a lot of money.

Rosner immediately picked it up and studied it.

In the past few years in China, I don’t know how many antiquities and artworks have been stolen and sold. Many of them sold for extremely high prices at international auctions. Rosner, a little-known businessman, not only made a lot of money , and the reputation is also very loud.

The current situation is that as long as he has the goods in hand, he will not worry about selling them at all.

As long as the wind is released, buyers will soon come to the door.

The wooden shrine in Rosner's hands resembles a pocket-sized temple.

The workmanship is very delicate.

It seemed to be made of black wood, but the wood showed no signs of decay, but because it was just unearthed, it smelled like a rotten grave.

But it is because of this smell that it is proved that it is the real thing.

Soon, Rosner discovered that there was a black sculpture in this 'small temple'.

It was the image of a green-faced and fangs evil ghost.

"No, since it is a shrine, it is something dedicated to your Chinese gods and Buddhas, there should be some immortals in it, how could it be such a thing?" Rosner was also very shrewd, and he began to pick on.

It's not that he doesn't want something, but he wants to bargain.

Wu Lao Er is even more refined, he grinned, showing his yellow teeth: "Lao Luo, we are so familiar with each other, you should stop doing this to me. To be honest, you have made money from me all these years. Little. I don't plan to do this work. This time, if you give me a good price, I will retire. I will also go to the Southern Bird Country with you, buy a piece of land, plant bananas, and find some foreign girls who are comfortable and comfortable. the rest of my life."

Rosner thought for a while: "Don't worry about the price, we are so familiar, we won't cheat you, but you have to explain this to me. You know I like your Chinese culture, especially the ancient Chinese culture. Let me tell you, why is there an evil spirit enshrined in this shrine?"

How did Second Wu know this? He made a nonsense story, and Rosner believed it.

"It's raining outside, so I'll stay with you tonight." Second Wu received the money and felt at ease. He glanced at the wind and rain outside the window and said something.

"Okay." Rosner agreed.

late at night.

Wu Lao Er, who was sleeping, suddenly woke up, and he heard what seemed to be movement outside the house.

But the second Wu Wu, who woke up, found that the house had changed.

The rain had stopped outside, but it seemed darker, and he could smell the familiar rancid stench.

It was a smell that could only be smelled in ancient tombs.

Wu Lao Er was stunned for a moment.

He responded quickly, reaching out to touch the revolver under the pillow. He bought this gun at a huge price.

But this touch made him panic.

Missing.

His first reaction was that it was impossible. With his alertness, he would know immediately if someone entered the house, let alone taking his gun secretly.

At this time, Wu Er heard movement in the room.

"Someone?"

He was tense and stared straight ahead.

The place ahead was dark, and he couldn't see anything, but he was sure that there was something over there.

Then he heard some strange noises, like something was scratching the door.

At first Wu Er thought that someone was scratching his door, but soon found out that it was not.

Taking a closer look bravely, the old man Wu was stunned.

There was actually a coffin in his house.

It felt like it had just been dug out of the soil, with dirt on it.

Wu Lao Er's head suddenly went blank.

He recognized it. He had seen this coffin. When he went down to the ground two days ago, he had seen this coffin and that shrine. It was brought out of the coffin.

But now, the coffin kept making noises, as if someone was inside.

To say that he dared to go underground to rob tombs, Second Wu's courage was quite big.

But at this moment, he also panicked.

Terribly afraid.

The more like him, the more afraid of this kind of thing, this coffin seems to be the embodiment of all his fears.

"Then, did you open the coffin?" Lin Mo couldn't help but ask when he heard this.

At that time, it must be because of the pollution incident that Wu Er Er entered a nightmare.

And that coffin was the nightmare that his fear had turned into.

Judging from what Lin Mo currently has, the strength of Nightmare is largely related to the fear value that created it. To put it simply, when a timid person enters the nightmare world, his fear value is very small, and the nightmares born from it are also very general, usually F or D grades.

If it is a courageous person, his fear value is high, then the strength of the nightmare born from this is stronger.

After that, many nightmares can also increase the rating by swallowing each other.

But at that time, with the courage of Wu's second child, his fear value must be extremely high, and the nightmare that was born is absolutely no trivial matter.

According to normal circumstances, the nightmare was at least B grade at the beginning, and the second Wu and it were in the same room, and the possibility of surviving was extremely small.

"No!" Second Wu shook his head: "I was woken up by another voice, and then I realized that it was just a dream."

After finishing speaking, Second Wu looked at Rosner over there: "It was he who woke me up, I didn't know the situation at the time, so I opened the door for him. gun."

"That's because I'm possessed by a demon," Rosner declared.

It means that the death of your second child Wu has nothing to do with me Rosner.

Lin Mo looked at Rosner~www.readwn.com~ to indicate that you continue.

"That night, I also had a dream. I dreamed that the evil spirit in the shrine came out. It attacked me and bit me. I pretended to be dead to escape. Later, I vaguely saw myself holding a gun, Killed everyone in the house and dumped their bodies in a cellar in the yard."

Rosner seems to be recalling something of his painful memory: "It wasn't me doing it, it was the devil who got on me, killed everyone, and in the end it took control of my body and crawled into it too. cellar, and pulled the trigger to the head."

Although it was just a narration, Lin Mo could imagine the horror scene at that time.

And according to Nie Hong's story, the first owner of the Black Sheep Mansion disappeared mysteriously, and they all thought that the other party had returned to China, but he didn't expect to die in the cellar.

Maybe, there are still their bodies in that cellar now.

"What about that shrine?"

"Also in the cellar."

Seemingly seeing Lin Mo's plan, Rosner said at this time: "Don't think about it, the shrine should have been taken away by Mr. Li, and what we said just now was also told to Mr. Li."

Lin Mo knew what Rosner said was right, but it was still necessary to investigate after going out, in case anything was discovered.

"Since Mr. Li was mentioned, tell me what kind of person he is." Lin Mo continued to ask for advice.

"A very special person." Rosner pondered for a while, then raised his head and stared at Lin Mo: "Speaking of which, he is a little like you!"