Doomsday Begins with a Nightmare

When he opened his eyes again, Lin Mo had already entered the nightmare world.

Different from the brightness and clarity in the real world, the nightmare world seems to have added a few filters, and everything you see is distorted or even distorted.

There seemed to be a lot of black particles floating in the air, giving a very uncomfortable feeling of suffocation.

Lin Mo looked up at the painting.

The eminent monk in the painting is still sitting cross-legged, but his head raised high is now lowered, his hands are naturally hanging down, blood is dripping from his body, and the blood also seeps out of the painting paper and drips out of the frame. .

The originally dignified and solemn temple is now also revealing the eerie and terrifying Buddha statue behind the monk. At this time, it is more like the King of Yama in the Temple of Yama, with green face and fangs, terrifying.

A wave of blood energy spreads out from the painting.

Just by looking at it, you can tell that this painting is terrifying, and it seems to be connected to another, more terrifying world.

Lin Mo is also mature now, unlike when he was young, full of curiosity about everything.

He knew that curiosity killed the cat.

People, if you want to live longer, the first thing you need to suppress is your curiosity.

Lin Mo smiled and took out the lighter from his arms.

"Since there is something wrong with this painting, just burn it."

He really intended to do this, set fire to it, walked over and started burning along the frame.

The next moment, the eminent monk who was sitting cross-legged suddenly reached out and grabbed it.

Most people are scared to death when they encounter this.

Lin Mo had been on guard for a long time.

He also reached out like lightning and clasped the opponent's wrist.

"I know you're not being honest."

Lin Mo used one arm hard, trying to pull the opponent out.

This is called preemptive strike. It is better to pull the other party out than to be pulled in by the other party. Lin Mo has been to places like the painting world many times, but there are still dangers a few times.

This painting looks more terrifying, so if you can't go in, you won't go in. Lin Mo has already thought about it. He will not explore the story and reason behind this painting.

Explore so much for what, since the dummy came out of this painting, it's burnt.

After burning, it was a hundred.

At this moment, after Lin Mo exerted force, he did not pull the opponent out.

"It's quite strong?" Lin Mo used both hands, but the opponent's strength still seemed to be endless, and Lin Mo couldn't take it any longer.

"What are you doing, still not helping?" Lin Mo roared.

Immediately, a few ghost hands stretched out from his shadow, grabbing the monk's arm and pulling them out together.

At this moment, the monk in the painting raised his head.

The skin-like face was full of hideousness. The next moment, the skin on the back of the infiltrating man was ripped open, and he actually stretched out six arms like an eight-armed Arhat.

"You are cheating!"

Lin Mo cursed angrily.

But it is undeniable that this horror version of the monk does have two brushes, and now the eight arms are working together, and the ghosting is impossible.

Lin Mo was being pulled into the painting little by little.

This is the same as tug-of-war, Lin Mo's fighting spirit has also been completely aroused. He has never lost tug-of-war when he was in school before, and he can't lose now.

"Sister Yue, I was bullied, so you just look at me like that?"

Lin Mo started shaking people.

He can't take out the paper book now, so he can only call out Sister Yue first.

But Lin Mo didn't know if Sister Yue would come out.

After all, Sister Yue's temper is a bit weird.

If you can't say it, if you can't help, you really won't come out to help.

After shouting twice, as expected by Lin Mo, there was no response.

"Sister Yue, I have information on that player, do you want to hear it?"

Still no response.

"I'm going to write a letter to Mrs. Yu, saying that you bullied me with others!"

Lin Mo began to zoom in.

He is about to be dragged into the painting now, and he is about to lose.

At this moment, a shadow appeared on Lin Mo's body, and then a person walked out of Lin Mo's body.

A terrifying darkness spread from this person to all around, and in the blink of an eye, the entire room, except for the **** painting, fell into darkness.

It's like being dipped in black ink.

This figure, the black wedding dress, and the white skin like a hand-made doll are particularly conspicuous.

Sister Yue first glanced at Lin Mo, then reached out and grabbed the monk's arm and started to pull.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the painting, ‘Amitabha! ’

In the painting, another monk seemed to be approaching in the distance.

The other party had a gray beard and was wearing a gray monk's robe. He walked very slowly, but he came to the front in a few moments.

It feels like a helper invited by the eight-armed ghost monk.

But Lin Mo looked at each other, but felt a little serious, as if he had seen it somewhere.

But I can't remember for a while.

I heard the old monk say: "The Lotus Temple is not malicious, my junior brother seals the devil and the body, only for the common people. He invites you to enter the temple. Is he really asking for something? If you don't want to help, you can't ruin my generation's cultivation. "

After speaking, the old monk stretched out his palm like a dead tree and patted the eight-armed ghost monk, who actually let go of his hand.

Seeing this, Lin Mo also told his helper to let go first.

In fact, Lin Mo is the least fond of hands-on.

If you can be reasonable, then you must be reasonable, but if it really doesn’t work, then do it again.

Of course, this reasoning is only aimed at those whose strength is evenly matched with him. If it is far inferior to him, Lin Mo is too lazy to reason, so he will beat him first.

Believe that the other party thinks the same way.

"What's the name of the master?" Lin Mo asked.

Since the other party is willing to communicate, then Lin Mo is also happy.

"Dharma Name Heart Fate!"

"Oh, Master Xinyuan, what's your situation here?"

Lin Mo asked quite directly.

The implication is, what Lotus Temple, your place is almost the same as the Yama Temple, you better explain it to me, or I will have to burn your broken temple.

The monk Xinyuan in the painting smiled slightly, his eyes swept over the ghost at Lin Mo's feet and Sister Yue who was staring at him with her head tilted.

"The donor is not the same."

There is no clear explanation.

But in fact, it can be regarded as an answer to Lin Mo's question.

What the other party means is, you see so many monsters and monsters around you, you also ask me, let's not kill anyone.

They are all special old foxes, pretending to be big tailed wolves.

This master who wanted to know how to advance and retreat was also passed over by the lake, but Lin Mo is obviously not this type of person.

He was habitually starting to get muddled.

"I don't care. If you don't explain clearly, I will burn the painting!"

Lin Mo raised the lighter in his hand.

After thinking about it, she may think that Sister Guangyue alone is not enough to deter the other party, so she ran over and pulled Doudou out of the cardboard box.

"Dad, Doudou wants candy!"

Doudou stretched out her little blue-purple hand to ask for candy.

Without saying a word, Lin Mo shoved one to the other party.

"Eat, but remember to be obedient."

Doudou is very honest when there is sugar to eat.

The monk Xinyuan in the painting couldn't help shivering when he saw Doudou.

"Donor, what are you doing? Our Lotus Temple has always been good, never bullying others, and never doing any wrongdoing. Those who have successfully cultivated in the temple are all thinking of the common people and seal the demons in their bodies. Pay attention to who will enter if I don't go to hell. Hell, I suffer alone, and the people will be blessed."

Saying that, he stretched out his finger and pointed at the eight-armed ghost monk just now.

"It is said that my junior brother's mentality is sealed within the body. If he hadn't sacrificed his life for the common people, the world still doesn't know how many innocent people would die."

Lin Mo laughed when he heard this.

"Isn't it okay to say so earlier?"

Not to mention, this Xinyuan monk is also a wonderful person, and the speed of the other party's confession is also relatively fast.

Lin Mo likes it very much.

At this time, he found that Sister Yue had been tilting her head and looking at Doudou.

When she found that Lin Mo was looking at her, Sister Yue said, "This is your son?"

"That's it."

A son is a son, so there is nothing wrong with this.

"I can't see it." Sister Yue was obviously very concerned about this matter, and she felt that she didn't quite believe it.

Lin Mo laughed dryly.

This is not the time to discuss Doudou.

Now it's time to figure out what's going on with the painting.

The clown divination machine said that the source of the dummy in Qianlong City is this painting.

But from the beginning, Lin Mo has not seen the dummy.

Since the other party is so good at talking, it is better to ask.

"The donor said that it was a wooden man and a wax man?"

Lin Mo thought about it and nodded.

There are two types of dummies.

"That should have climbed out of the lotus pond. Unfortunately, after we sealed the big devil, we have no time to take care of these little evil things, so we can only let them go."

The monk Xinyuan looked helpless.

It feels like I want to control it, but I can't control it.

Lin Mo has been staring at each other all the time, and now he suddenly remembered that he had met this Xinyuan monk there.

It is the Black Sheep Mansion in Swallowing Whale City.

In the nightmare world in the mansion ~www.readwn.com~ there is a special door that can enter a strange world.

Lin Mo once saw a meditating monk there.

The monk was blinded, his nose was cut off, his tongue was cut off, and his ears were deafened.

Don't see, don't listen, don't smell, don't ask.

The other party is also wearing the same clothes as the heart in front of him.

And for some reason, the monk Xinyuan in front of him was at least nine points similar to the big monk in the Heiyang Mansion.

Is this a coincidence?

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