Chapter 597 Poker and the Invisible Gambler

In the dark stairwell, Lin Mo clutched a hand that stretched out from nowhere.

At this time, the strange hand seemed to want to withdraw.

It is estimated that the other party also realized that Lin Mo would not open his eyes just because he touched an unknown arm.

But the other party twitched and didn't pull back.

Lin Mo held on tightly.

Lin Mo touched his shoulder, then his collarbone, and then continued to touch his face along his neck. His posture was similar to that of a blind man touching an elephant.

Touch the thief seriously.

"There's no nose, and he's still bald. Damn, I can't tell if he's a boy or a girl." Lin Mo muttered, and started to touch down.

Neck, collarbone, and then straight to the opponent's chest.

This time the other party couldn't bear it anymore, and suddenly with a huge force, he pulled his hand back.

Lin Mo had no choice but to pinch his breasts.

"Maybe it's a female ghost, otherwise why are you so shy..."

He continued walking upwards.

We should be almost on the second floor. As long as we reach the second floor, we'll be fine.

Lin Mo actually discovered a long time ago that he couldn't actually hear the sound while going up the stairs.

In other words, that ghost blocked the voices among the outsiders.

Dad, I and Zhang Meng can't hear each other's voices.

In this way, through the sound, the ghost can make some seduction tricks.

For example, imitate your father's voice to open your eyes.

Another example is to imitate dad’s voice and scream, or call for help.

But as long as you are familiar with this routine and rules, no matter what the other party shouts, just ignore it.

Not a big problem.

As for the thing Lin Mo touched just now, it should be that the ghost wanted to further 'force' himself to open his eyes.

But still the same.

Just don’t open your eyes.

The ghost might have been a little anxious. After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly heard a voice.

"Be careful, get out of the way."

It's Dad's voice again.

But Lin Mo still ignored him.

At this time, something fell on Lin Mo. Lin Mo touched it and it felt like wet hair.

"That ghost, isn't he bald?" Lin Mo was stunned.

Why did someone with hair show up again?

Could it be that there is more than one ghost in the stairs?

It's really possible.

There is a lot of hair, and it feels cold and itchy when it comes in contact with the skin.

Lin Mo's original intention was not to talk to him. I'll go up to my building and you can do yours. We just don't interfere with each other.

But I can’t hold too much hair.

This designation is not a person's hair.

He was not polite, stretched out his hand and pulled hard on his hair, tearing off a handful.

It seemed that a scream was heard.

Other hair also retracted.

Lin Mo understood that the ghosts in the stairs could not attack them now, because they could only attack if they opened their eyes, and they must be very terrifying and even unstoppable attacks.

That's why they try their best to lure you into opening your eyes.

For Lin Mo, as long as he is sure that there is no problem with this rule, there is no difficulty.

No matter what the other party does, he will not open his eyes.

After going up a few more steps, Lin Mo felt a pair of cold hands touch his face, actually planning to open his eyelids with his fingers.

It’s time to start playing bad, this is so impatient!

Lin Mo reached out and patted his face.

But he found that he couldn't touch the cold fingers.

"Depend on!"

Lin Mo cursed.

Of course, his eyelids couldn't withstand the strength of his fingers. The next moment, Lin Mo's eyelids were opened.

It seems that at this moment, the sneers of the ghosts around can be heard.

"Did you really think you won? You are naive and childish."

Lin Mo chuckled at this time.

Looking again, Lin Mo was rolling his eyes at this moment, just like the actor who played the Golden Retriever Lion King. No one else wanted to see his eyes anyway.

The surrounding ghosts suddenly became silent.

Can it still be like this?

Their ultimate kill actually failed.

I guess they never imagined that someone would roll their eyes in such a refreshing and perverted way.

Lin Mo rolled his eyes and finally stepped onto the second floor.

In an instant, the surrounding terrorist threats disappeared without a trace.

Lin Mo rubbed his eyes and heard his father's voice.

"Xiao Mo, are you okay?"

Lin Mo looked up and saw that his father was also rubbing his eyes. He must have rolled his eyes just now.

"I didn't expect that the ghost in the stairwell was so shameless. He actually held his eyelids with his fingers. Fortunately, we reacted quickly." Dad couldn't help but curse.

Indeed, it's too insidious.

In fact, there is really no solution in that situation, even wearing a blindfold is useless.

The other party can still open it for you.

Either he is blind and it is useless to open his eyelids.

"The little girl is here too." Dad said at this time.

Lin Mo took a look and realized it was true.

Zhang Meng cursed and walked up with the same roll of eyes.

When I came up, I didn't even turn my eyes for a long time. I patted my head before coming down.

"It seems that our heroes have the same view." Zhang Meng rolled her eyes when she knew that Lin Mo and Lin's father were the same as her, and couldn't help but praise.

In short, the stairwell is over.

The source of the curse is on the fourth floor, and there are two more floors to go.

There seems to be nothing special here on the second floor. It looks like an ordinary office building with various partitions and looks quite high-end.

Quietly.

It's even a little unusual to be quiet.

But Lin Mo had no interest in anything else.

No matter what was on the second floor, he didn't want to care about it or know about it.

Just go upstairs.

Go all the way up to the fourth floor and take out the source of pollution.

You're done.

"Be careful. This place is very weird. I don't know what else is up here."

Zhang Meng reminded him at this time.

She is the most afraid of trouble.

But this time I still caught up.

I just feel that she should help. After all, this is the world of painting, and she has a natural advantage in the world of painting.

Lin Mo did her a big favor last time, saved her, and helped her mend her painting world.

Zhang Meng has a clear understanding of the warmth and warmth of human relationships.

This favor must be returned.

In the entire Luyuan community, only Lin Mo could let her take this risk.

In the world of painting, she has a stronger sense of danger.

She felt that there was a very scary thing hidden on the second floor, which was obviously more dangerous than the ghosts on the stairs.

That's not even the most important thing.

The most important thing is that she feels that this dangerous thing has caught up with her before she knows it.

Just on her, Lin Mo and Lin's father.

Therefore, Zhang Meng's expression at this moment was unprecedentedly solemn.

The sense of danger is approaching step by step.

Zhang Meng's hair stood on end.

She was so scared that she wanted to go to the toilet.

Usually she only has this urgency reaction when she is very nervous.

After thinking about it, she took out a paintbrush without hesitation and swept around.

Buzz!

There was a wave of fluctuation.

A circle appeared around them.

It was like drawing a circle on the ground with a pen, trapping Lin Mo and the other two people inside.

There was a click.

The ground crumbles.

The sound was very loud, as if there was an invisible force hitting the floor. The wooden floor was splashed, and Lin Mo and Lin's father were both stunned.

Father Lin reacted quickly. He looked around and suddenly stretched out his hand to grab it.

A snort!

Father Lin has something extra in his hand.

It's half a playing card.

He snatched it from someone, but the other person didn't let go, so he tore half of it off.

"Poker cards?" Father Lin didn't know what was going on.

The playing card in his hand is an old king.

king!

But this old K looks very strange, his eyes seem to be staring at you.

"Where did you get the playing cards?"

Lin Mo asked.

Zhang Meng suddenly realized something at this time and hurriedly reached into his pocket. Soon, he pulled out a playing card from his pocket.

It’s ‘Six of Hearts’.

"Quickly check to see if you have any playing cards on you." Zhang Meng said quickly.

Lin Mo and his father also followed suit. His father took out one from his jacket pocket, while Lin Mo took it out from his pants pocket.

"Dad is the 10 of spades, and I am the 8 of diamonds. What is this for? A comparison of sizes? The question is, who put it in?" Lin Mo asked three times in a row.

The first and second questions are self-asking and self-answering.

And nine times out of ten, that’s the case.

Just compare the size.

As for who put the playing cards on them, this is not clear.

Zhang Meng said that she had sensed the danger in advance, so she drew a protective circle with a pen.

Unexpectedly, the other party broke immediately.

Fortunately, the protective circle worked and blocked the opponent's attack.

Zhang Meng is a otaku, and otakus are very proficient in games and other things, and are on par with Lin Mo.

"I have an 8, my father has a 10 of spades, and Zhang Meng, you have a 6 of hearts. So, the opponent's king of spades is the biggest, so it wins, and then attacks."

Lin Mo said it's a bit like a turn-based game.

But it's different.

In the turn-based system, you fight once and I fight once, but in this case, it is a competition of big and small first. Whoever is bigger can take action.

Zhang Meng also nodded in agreement with this reasoning.

"The circle just now was quite impressive, please draw a few more." Lin Mo said.

"I can only draw the protective circle once." Zhang Meng shook his head and said that this is also a rule in the painting world. If the opponent attacks again, there will be nothing to resist.

"Okay, since you're playing poker and drawing cards, you can't deal random cards. Who knows if the other party is dealing small cards intentionally." Lin Mo yelled dissatisfied.

The sound echoed throughout the second floor.

The words just fell.

Snap.

A box of playing cards fell to the ground.

No one could see where the card fell.

Lin Mo picked it up and saw that it was a complete deck of cards.

Now he figured it out.

There is a ghost hidden here. This ghost is addicted to gambling. He perfectly combines killing and gambling.

Lin Mo said it was cheating, and the other party threw down a deck of cards, which meant that he could randomly draw cards from them for comparison.

In this way, he is willing to admit defeat.

Lin Mo thought for a while, then looked at his father and Zhang Meng.

"The second floor is your territory. Who knows if you will cheat? If you want to be fair, go to the third floor. Otherwise, you are cheating." Lin Mo likes to break the rules.

Of course, if the other party disagrees, they can only play on the second floor.

Not playing?

The other party will definitely continue to force the dealing of cards, and by then, the possibility of losing will be greater.

If you lose, the ghost will attack.

It's okay if you can see it, but the problem is that you can't see it. If something goes wrong, it will be a huge loss.

The other party was probably thinking. About a minute later, he heard a creak and the door at the stairway opened automatically.

Lin Mo saw a smile and called his father and Zhang Meng upstairs.

My heart said, this second-floor ghost is a fastidious ghost!

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