Chapter 26 There Are Many Nightmares in the House

The greatest pleasure in playing a game is to quickly complete a level in a way that others cannot.

To do this, talent and hard work are indispensable.

Lin Mo happens to be a master of middle school.

Regarding the nightmare world, he is different from others in that he takes it seriously and is relaxed at the same time.

In addition, he has no fear at all, so he can often avoid many traps and observe details that others often overlook.

For example, before entering Room 409, he had memorized the entire layout of the room.

Including the paintings placed or hanging inside, and even the content on the paintings.

The paintings in room 409 are all weird.

The first painting on the wall on the left depicts the appearance of a water ghost in a sea of ​​blood.

Now that I think about it, what is described in the painting is very similar to what Lin Mo encountered.

Lin Mo naturally associated them together.

And now the possibility of finding the water ghost in this chaotic blood water is extremely slim. It is better to look for this painting, maybe there will be a turn for the better.

At the moment, Lin Mo can only act as a doctor on a dead horse.

He grabbed hard and scratched the painting he found.

In an instant, Lin Mo felt a suction sucking him into the frame of the painting.

With a bang, Lin Mo fell to the ground.

Looking again, the room is that room, but the endless sea of ​​blood has disappeared.

Lin Mo gasped, and while his head still had a glimmer of clarity, he stretched out his hand and pulled off the bone mask.

The blood threads on the inside of the mask are stretched, looking a bit disconnected.

In an instant, the horrible negative emotions disappeared without a trace.

"I was almost controlled by this bone mask." Lin Mo muttered to himself.

This thing is indeed useful. The water ghost in the sea of ​​​​blood just grabbed his ankle. Lin Mo couldn't break free with his own strength. In the end, he relied on the physical improvement brought by the bone mask to break the water ghost's fingers and escape. out.

But similarly, after wearing the bone mask, you will be wrapped in all kinds of negative emotions and corrode your soul.

If it can't be taken off in a short time, I'm afraid it will completely turn into a madman who only knows killing.

"So, as long as the use time is controlled, this bone mask will become a very useful and valuable prop."

The same thing, some people see risks; some people see opportunities.

Regarding the Bone Mask, Lin Mo felt that there was still a lot to explore, but before that, he had to hurry up and find the Split-Head Ghost.

Look at the painting of blood and sea water ghosts on the wall.

The appearance has some changes from what I saw at first.

The biggest change comes from the water ghosts in the sea of ​​blood.

Before, this water ghost had a hint of mystery, weirdness and terror.

But at this moment, the other party looked a little angry, with a touch of malice in his eyes. If you look closely, you can see that several fingers on his right hand were twisted abnormally.

"So, I just entered this painting, and there are more paintings here." Lin Mo looked at the room, and there were more than a dozen paintings hanging on the wall alone.

There are single shelves, and there are also two.

If every painting represents a horrific nightmare, then there are a lot of nightmares in this room.

What if they swarm us?

This possibility exists.

Lin Mo felt that he had to do something.

After taking a look at the blood and sea ghost painting, Lin Mo stretched out his hand and pulled the painting off the wall.

Then he took out a lighter and lit it, directly lighting the painting on fire.

The whole movement was smooth and smooth, without any delay. Even if there was someone standing next to him, he wouldn't have time to stop him, and he might not even be able to react.

The fire started burning all of a sudden.

The painting began to shake, blood seeped out from the edges of the frame, and faintly, painful roars could be heard coming from the painting.

Logically speaking, blood is a liquid and is incompatible with fire.

But obviously, the flame emitted from Lin Mo's lighter was no ordinary fire.

There seemed to be a vicious curse in the flames.

Even though blood kept pouring out of the frame, the result was that instead of extinguishing the flames, it became fuel for the cursed flames, burning even more fiercely.

Lin Mo threw the painting on the ground, and the next moment, the flames had swallowed up the entire painting. In the flames, blood became fuel, and the painting paper began to change color and burn.

It shook even more.

It seemed like something was trying to crawl out from inside.

But in the end, the drawing paper was burned to ashes, and whatever was inside was either burned to death or trapped inside forever.

This was Lin Mo's revenge.

And not overnight.

The embers of fire have not yet been extinguished, and the thick smoke in the house has dissipated a lot, but the originally weird and terrifying atmosphere in the house has also undergone some changes at this time.

Lin Mo could feel it.

He even heard some whispers, but he couldn't make out what was specifically said.

It seemed like he was arguing.

Lin Mo had actually been on guard.

The painting just now almost capsized his boat, and there were so many terrifying and weird paintings here. Some are paintings of hell-like ghost realms; others are portraits of deformed monsters; and others are full of poisonous insects and spiders, a bit like some kind of Cthulhu-style evil god.

Lin Mo even saw a separate wooden door.

The subject of this painting is a wooden door.

However, not only did the wooden door look old, but there was blood seeping out from the cracks in the door.

It's hard to imagine what's behind the door.

If each painting represents a nightmare, then the danger level of this house is definitely the highest.

Just when Lin Mo was thinking about whether he should strike first and burn all the paintings in the room, the faint whispers in the room suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, Lin Mo heard a click.

Turning around, he saw that the door that had disappeared on the wall had reappeared.

And the door is wide open.

Lin Mo looked stunned for a moment.

"Does this mean you want me to leave?"

He had finally tasted it.

The door of this house was indeed blocked by these ghost paintings. The purpose was to trap him in the house and let them prey on him.

But the development of things did not go according to the ideas of these ghost paintings, so they decided to open the door hidden by them and let Lin Mo go back to where he came from.

Lin Mo didn't move.

He won't leave.

He hasn't found the Split-Headed Ghost yet.

However, Gui Hua's show of weakness still gave Lin Mo a hint that the lighter he got was of great use.

It is no exaggeration to say that the lighter is his magic weapon and support for settling down in this ghostly painting house.

At this time, a breeze blew from the window, and Lin Mo noticed a bright light surging in the ashes on the ground.

This discovery moved Lin Mo's heart.

He immediately knelt down to check.

The ashes after the ghost painting was burned were a bit strange. The sparks on it did not disappear. Instead, they were transmitted between the ashes particles and seemed to be able to rekindle at any time.

Next to it fell the bricks that Lin Mo had brought over. He picked up the bricks and punched the ashes from the sparks on the ground.

Something Lin Mo didn't expect happened.

The original ashes automatically climbed up the bricks like ants.