It's like a pool of stagnant water.

Death no longer has any influence or threat on Lin Mo.

For him, death is a relief, even a luxury.

Now he was like something that had completely decayed, emitting an aura of darkness and fear.

In this quiet state of mind, he was able to completely ignore the verbal abuse and attacks from Xiaoyu's parents, Grandma Yu and other family members at the court scene, as well as the calls and cries of the parents on the other side.

The heart that was originally as restless as a raging fire had long been extinguished.

At night in the detention center, Lin Mo sat on his bunk motionless. His cellmates didn't pay much attention to him, and of course, they wouldn't provoke him.

Everyone knows that this guy is a murderer and he will be shot if nothing unexpected happens.

Their crimes were not that serious, so they generally did not want to provoke people like Lin Mo.

Of course it's not discrimination, it's just that I feel that the other person is not sociable, because most of the time, the other person behaves very strangely, hardly speaks, and just sits there motionless from the beginning. Or even if he speaks, he mumbles in a low voice, and you can't hear what he says clearly, it's like he's talking to himself.

"Brother Yao, is there something wrong with this guy's brain?" A prisoner and another prisoner with a fat face in the same cell whispered.

The one called Brother Yao is a famous gangster. This kind of person is successful outside and also has a good reputation inside.

"What could be the problem? Maybe he was scared. He killed two beautiful girls. He is doomed to die. Besides, he has confessed his crime and the verdict will be announced soon."

Brother Yao speculated based on his experience.

"He looks normal, but I didn't expect him to be a perverted murderer. He has no blood and only dares to kill women. He is not a man."

"Don't say that." Brother Yao said, "People have different experiences. Don't judge a person superficially. You will suffer if you do that. I suffered this when I was young. I didn't understand it at that time. But when I really understood some life principles, I wanted to change, but it was too late and I couldn't do it."

"Maybe that guy made a mistake under impulse. Compared to him, we are lucky. Let's live honestly this time when we get out. Don't come in again. This place is not a place for people to stay at all."

"Yes, yes, yes. Hey, Brother Yao, that person is watching us."

Someone pointed over there.

Several prisoners looked up and saw that it was true.

The murderer who killed the two women, named Lin Mo, looked up at them.

In a place like this, the first taboo is to stare at someone.

This represents a provocation, and most people keep their heads down and look at their feet. Many people who come out of there cannot change this habit for a long time.

If one prisoner stares at another prisoner like this, it will most likely lead to a fight.

Brother Yao frowned. He was the type who was born with the look of a villain. Not to mention his face full of flesh, when he was young, he had a fight with someone and was stabbed on the eyebrow, leaving a scar.

This made him look even more ferocious.

Normally when they walk on the street, no one dares to look him in the eye. Even if someone does, he will glare at them and they will surely be scared and look away.

But at this moment, the murderer was looking at him, which Brother Yao naturally took as a provocation and immediately glared at him.

Eye to eye, he has never lost.

But almost in the next second, Brother Yao looked away.

He swallowed, feeling a little panicked.

"There's something wrong with this guy's eyes. It's scary."

There was no deliberate ferocity, nor any aggressive gaze, but it was as quiet as dead water, with a chilling feeling.

Even Brother Yao, who is well-informed, was scared at that moment.

He didn't dare to look the other person in the eye.

Because he felt that if he continued to look, he might be killed by the other party.

It is conceivable that Brother Yao is scared, how strong can the other prisoners be? They all lowered their heads, not daring to look Lin Mo in the eye.

I thought to myself, we are all scared, so just stop looking, but I didn’t expect that the next moment, Lin Mo got out of bed and walked over.

It is no exaggeration to say that no matter how much those people boasted before, they were extremely panicked at this moment.

This is a feeling of oppression that I have never experienced before.

All their self-respect, bloodiness and masculinity were thrown out of their minds at this moment. They just wanted to know who had provoked this guy, and to stand up themselves as soon as possible, and not to implicate others.

Lin Mo walked over to these people and squatted down.

"Brother Yao, right?"

The voice is flat.

Brother Yao nodded quickly and asked, "Brother, do you have any advice?"

"Play a game with me."

"Play games? What, what games?" Brother Yao couldn't wrap his mind around it.

"Pen Fairy!"

Lin Mo said, let’s play together, and said that he had overlooked one thing before, because he had always been playing alone and his energy was not strong enough, so he was not successful. If more people played, it should be possible.

"Just, just what?" Brother Yao asked bravely.

"Call the Pen Fairy." Lin Mo smiled sincerely, but in the eyes of Brother Yao and the others, this guy was definitely a psychopath.

I don't know which damn doctor said he wasn't sick before, but this guy clearly is, and is in a very serious condition.

Brother Yao has made up his mind. He will complain soon and ask to be transferred to another cell.

He couldn't stay in this room any longer, otherwise he would have a heart attack.

But now, he didn't dare to act rashly. Facing Linong at this moment, he had a feeling of being stared at by some mysterious alien creature, and his hair stood on end. At a certain moment, Brother Yao seemed to see something in Lin Mo's eyes.

If he hadn't been controlling his sphincter so hard, he would have wet his pants.

"This guy is definitely responsible for more than two deaths."

This is what Brother Yao is thinking at this moment.

What kind of look was that? It was as if he was above all life. He was the kind of indifference that would not waver at all even if he saw ten thousand people die in front of him. It was a higher level of existence. It was not dead silence, but had emotions. But that kind of emotion could not be touched by ordinary people, even if they wanted to be like the moon in the water.

Brother Yao has a low level of education, and the only word he could think of was.

This guy is not human.

People don't have this kind of look.

If I have to add one more thing, it is that this guy has killed people, many people, so many that everyone in the world is afraid and trembling.

"Psycho, who wants to play with you?" Other prisoners lowered their heads and muttered at this time, but when Brother Yao heard it, he immediately slapped him.

"Brother Yao, you..."

"Don't talk nonsense. Just play with him whatever he wants to play. And don't look him in the eye."

"Eye?"

Some prisoners refused to believe it and looked at Lin Mo.

I don’t know what he saw, but he was so scared that he immediately collapsed to the ground.

The book looked like it had just run a marathon, its face was pale, and its head and face were covered with cold sweat.

The prisoners in the room were all obedient now, but what happened next was a nightmare that would haunt them for the rest of their lives.

There was a bed sheet in the cell, spread out on the floor.

Then the murderer named Lin Mo bit his own finger, and then gently dropped his finger on the bed sheet, and blood began to drip onto the bed sheet from his fingertips.

"Everyone come over here and sit down."

Lin Mo gave an order.

Brother Yao was the first to come over, and the same was true for the other prisoners, they were all very honest.

"You follow me and chant, Pen Fairy, Pen Fairy..."

Brother Yao and the others had no choice but to follow along.

Lin Mo stared at the bloodstains slowly spreading on the bed sheet, silently reciting the names of Xiaoyu, Sister Yue and Xi Wenjun.

Over and over again.

In addition to the fact that there were several more people playing together this time, Lin Mo's mood was also different.

Before, he was like an unpolished stone. Although priceless, his value was hidden by the stone skin and could not be revealed.

Since his last failed suicide attempt, Lin Mo has experienced a lot and his state of mind is different.

At this moment, he was like a work of art carved by a sharp knife.

But the carving process is bloody and a journey of transformation accompanied by pain and despair.

At this moment, after countless attempts, he finally heard the voice from another dimension.

Lin Mo smiled.

His laughter was extremely shrill, and to others it sounded like the voice of a top pervert in a horror movie, which made people feel creepy.

At this time, the guards outside heard the noise, ran over, and asked what was going on and what they were doing together, and asked them to disperse quickly.

"No one move!"

Lin Mo spoke up and Brother Yao and the others were almost scared to tears at this moment.

Because the voice coming out of Lin Mo's mouth at this moment was no longer his original voice, but a woman's voice. Although the voice was very nice, it depended on the situation. No one would not be scared in this situation.

The problem is that some prisoners want to run, but find that they can't move their bodies.

It was as if someone was pressing down on their shoulders, forcing them down.

The guards also discovered the problem and started calling people to open the door with keys, but they soon found that the door to the cell could not be opened. They twisted it hard and the key broke with a click.

Things started to take a weird turn.

The speed at which the blood flowed from Lin Mo's fingers suddenly increased. The originally blue bed sheet was dyed red in just a few seconds. Then the blood extended from the bed sheet like thin lines. Then the blood lines flowed along the floor, up along the wall, and finally gathered on the white ceiling.

This scene was definitely a supernatural phenomenon. No one present had ever seen such a scene except Lin Mo.

Everyone was stunned.

The guard reacted and immediately shouted for help.

Soon, more people came.

But they couldn't open the door. It was as if the door was welded shut and couldn't be opened no matter what they did.

The most nervous people at this moment are Brother Yao and his friends.

That was really stressful.

The next moment, he saw a strange line of blood instantly drill into the body of a prisoner next to him. The prisoner shuddered as if he was electrocuted, and lowered his head. When he raised his head again, his eyes had no pupils and were only white.

At this moment, the prisoner said to Lin Mo: "I finally contacted you, but it seems that it is a bit difficult to get you out."

In Lin Mo's sight, the prisoner looked like Sister Yue.

"It's okay, we're almost there, hurry up and get me out of here."

Another line of blood ran to another prisoner like a worm. This prisoner had bloodshot eyes and also made a woman's voice.

"It's a bit troublesome. That person is about to become an immortal. We have to hurry up, otherwise we will all be doomed."

Lin Mo took a look and saw that it was Xi Wenjun.

The blood lines above the head gathered into a strange talisman, which kept wriggling and changing. Then more blood emerged around the talisman, and words like tadpoles appeared.

The timid guard outside saw this and also screamed.

Everything before their eyes was completely beyond their understanding.

Lin Mo looked up, stretched out his hand and pointed, and all the sheets on the surrounding beds flew up, sealing all the doors and windows here.

"Don't watch it, or you'll have a nightmare!"

Obviously Lin Mo has already made contact with Xiaoyu and the others. In that desperate state of mind, he not only gained contact with Xiaoyu and the others, but also some of his own abilities.

Mental power.

But he still couldn't escape from this world, as if something was pressing him down and preventing him from leaving.

Lin Mo knew that it was Chun Feng.

The situation now is like a game. During the previous years when he was trapped in this world, Chunfeng should have had the upper hand. However, after many efforts, especially Xi Wenjun, Sister Yue and Xiaoyu's tragic suicides and powerful resentment, a hole was torn here.

This was the beginning of a turnaround.

Even so, Lin Mo couldn't get in touch with them at that time.

Because his own state of mind is still a little bit poor.

After experiencing true despair, Lin Mo suddenly had an epiphany at a certain moment.

Then he heard the voices of Xiaoyu and the others.

Even though it was intermittent, it was like a shot of adrenaline for Lin Mo, and he had to seize this opportunity.

So after gaining a little strength, he immediately took action and played the Pen Fairy game with multiple people, successfully widening the hole torn by Xiaoyu and the others.

The situation is much better now.

Lin Mo can use spells, mental strength, and even a little bit of the power of his curse sequence.

But the annoying thing is that he still can't escape from this world.

This is a very infuriating thing.

"Should I kill myself first? Then I can get out of here like you guys?" Lin Mo asked.

As a result, the two prisoners possessed by Sister Yue and Xi Wenjun immediately shook their heads and said no.

The blood on the bed sheet also gathered into the word "no".

This is Xiaoyu’s statement.

"Why not? You can do it, but why can't I?"

Lin Mo was a little confused.

"Because Chunfeng didn't notice this place at that time. Now that we have escaped, he has also discovered the situation here. Now Chunfeng has taken action. You can't die. If you die, it will be all over."

(End of this chapter)