What is a non-existent area? If it doesn't exist, then where am I at this moment? It's a contradiction.

And what is a horror novel? Lin Mo needs some time to digest this stuff.

Now he was basically certain of one thing, that the place they were in now was not the real Ward 4.

"Take me to Ward 4." Lin Mo didn't waste any words.

The evil spirit quickly agreed.

"In fact, as long as you go down the stairs at the end, you can leave this non-existent area." The evil spirit explained: "In the novelist's conception, this is an area shrouded in terror, and a series of horrific events have occurred. The characters here are experiencing a demon invasion, and we are playing the role of demons... In their cognition, this is the only safe area, and other places are occupied by demons, so they absolutely dare not take a step forward. But this is just a setting, and it can only be limited to the original characters in the novel..."

Lin Mo slowly began to understand.

But he was a little bit unbelieving.

A man who created a horror zone by writing novels? That's too much.

But then I thought again, if the painter Zhang Meng in Lvyuan Community can use his painting skills to create a huge and terrifying painting world, there is no reason why a novelist cannot do the same.

Let’s see if it’s true first.

If he can really walk out of this so-called non-existent area after going down the stairs, then Lin Mo will believe it. If not, then he will kill this evil spirit.

A lying evil spirit is not a good evil spirit.

At this time, Lin Mo heard a shout from behind him. He turned around and found Neeson rushing out with his eyes wide open and trembling, smashing things around with a brick in his hand.

This guy probably finally made up his mind and rushed out with Lin Mo to fight desperately.

I was stunned when I just came out.

The situation outside made Nissen unable to react to what was happening.

A man with a paper bag and holding a knife was standing in the corridor. There were three horrible evil spirits kneeling on the ground. In the distance, there was a woman in a black dress, but she was not clearly visible due to the distance.

After a brief moment of surprise, Neeson subconsciously ran back.

"Nisen, come here!"

Lin Mo yelled.

Nissen recognized Lin Mo's voice and was stunned.

"Brother, is that you? What are you doing..." Nissen was still very alert and did not come over immediately.

Lin Mo took off the paper bag, let Neeson see his appearance clearly, and then put it back on.

"Come here, I have the situation under control."

When Lin Mo greeted him this time, Nissen hesitated for a moment, and finally mustered up the courage to come over.

The main thing was that he saw clearly that the three "evil spirits" were kneeling on the ground, which showed that Lin Mo really had the situation under control.

Lin Mo took the brick back and didn't explain more to Neeson. Instead, he asked the evil spirit, "Is he a character created by the novelist?"

The evil spirit looked up at Neeson and shook his head: "I don't know either, but if it is a created character, it cannot leave this area."

Lin Mo nodded and asked the evil spirit to stand up and lead the way.

Let's leave this area first.

As expected of a world of horror novels, the atmosphere of horror along the way was at its maximum.

The bloodstained rock wall had unknown scratches and some inexplicable black mist filled the corners, as if a bloody corpse would rush out from it in the next moment.

A pitch-black staircase appeared in front of them, spiraling downwards. On the wall at the entrance, a strange pattern was painted in blood.

"This pattern represents that it has been occupied by an evil demon." The evil spirit explained, and then laughed dryly: "It's actually just a pattern, it doesn't have any other function, but the characters in the novel really don't dare to cross the line."

Having said that, he walked down on his own initiative.

The other two evil spirits also followed obediently, looking back from time to time, because they were really afraid that Lin Mo would suddenly stab them. Being an evil spirit to such an extent was simply a disgrace to the other evil spirits.

Nissen followed Lin Mo tremblingly.

He didn't quite understand what the evil spirit said, so he could only follow Lin Mo forward.

Nissen also discovered something else.

The woman in the black dress disappeared.

I don’t know where he went.

Walking down the stairs, the surroundings soon fell into complete darkness, so that even when it was very close, I couldn't see anything.

You can only move down by feeling.

After a while, a light suddenly appeared in front.

As they moved forward, the light got closer and closer, and the next moment, they walked down a staircase.

There are dim lights here, and the environment is different from the previous castle-like asylum. It is a building of completely different era.

Lin Mo looked around at this time and found that the three evil spirits in front had turned into normal people.

Wearing the vertical striped hospital gown, the evil aura on his body disappeared without a trace.

Looking back, I saw Neeson coming down as well. He looked confused and seemed to want to say something but didn't know what to say.

Looking back at the stairs they came down from, it was just an ordinary staircase that could clearly lead to the next floor, and it was also brightly lit the previous time.

"According to the novelist's setting, the entrance to the horror story is between the 3rd and 4th floors, but you need to walk up with your eyes closed to enter. Going upstairs is entering, and going downstairs is exiting."

A person in a hospital gown came over and said.

The man looked to be in his forties or fifties, with sparse hair, skinny body, pale face, bloodshot eyes, and a kind of morbid madness.

This patient is the evil spirit just now.

The other two patients who played the evil spirits hid not far away and did not say a word, as if they had autism.

It looks quite pitiful.

But Lin Mo would not feel pity for these patients.

You can't tell from the appearance of these patients that they are sick. Judging from the current situation, they are playing the role of evil spirits in the plot of that horror novel, killing people, and they are not soft-hearted at all.

Moreover, they clearly had the ability to kill all the survivors, but they chose not to do so. Instead, they chose to torture those people slowly. Just because of this morbidity, Lin Mo could no longer feel pity for them.

Lin Mo asked the other party if this was the real 4th Ward? The other party nodded.

"Have you heard of a wise man?" Lin Mo asked tentatively.

The patient nodded: "Of course I have heard of them. The Novelist, God, and the Wise Man. They are the three most famous patients in Ward 4. How could I not have heard of them?"

"Take me to see him." Lin Mo didn't waste any words.

Since there are wise men in Ward 4, then what the merchant said before was not all lies.

At least, there is such a thing as a wise man in Ward 4.

Find a wise man and ask him first.

The patient shook his head and said, "I don't know where the wise man is."

Lin Mo was curious: "You don't know? Isn't he very famous?"

The patient said seriously: "Yes, so I just heard about it, but hearing about it and seeing it are two different things, don't confuse them."

Lin Mo was so choked by this routine that he didn't know what to say.

After organizing his thoughts, Lin Mo asked, "Then who do you know where the wise man is?"

"Go ask the novelist, he will definitely know." The patient at least gave a solution.

“Where is the novelist?”

This patient is quite enthusiastic.

Lin Mo called out to Nissen to follow.

Neeson, who was still confused, looked around in horror. When they passed by some wards, hysterical and strange laughter could be heard from inside.

There were people shouting and singing, and suddenly a person in a hospital gown crawled out on all fours and barked at several people.

The patient who led the way grabbed a broken wooden stick from the ground and threw it away.

Woof! The patient, who was on all fours, immediately rushed forward like a dog.

"This is Wangcai, a stray dog. Don't be afraid of it. It's just bluffing and won't bite anyone." The patient who led the way explained.

Lin Mo was fine, but Neeson's face turned pale with fright.

I guess this guy accidentally entered the horror novel created by the novelist when he first arrived at the mental hospital. He is really lucky. For an ordinary person, it is quite amazing that he can survive in a horror novel for a month.

But even though he brags a lot, he really doesn't have much courage.

"Have you heard of merchants?" Lin Mo asked the patient who was leading the way.

"Merchant?" The patient smiled and said, "There are many merchants here. Which one are you looking for?"

"Like me, wearing this kind of paper bag." Lin Mo gave the specific characteristics.

This time the patient laughed even harder.

"There are many people wearing paper bags like this. How would I know which one you are looking for?"

Coincidentally, at this time, a man walked by. He was only wearing trousers, with a paper bag on his head, the same as Lin Mo's, and a bed sheet tied around his neck. He walked with the wind. As he walked, he muttered: "We are pests, we are pests."

What’s even more exaggerated is that there is another one in the distance, standing on a stool, gesticulating with a small stick in his hand, and also wearing the same paper bag.

"What is he doing?" Lin Mo asked the man standing on the stool and gesturing.

"A talented conductor." The patient who led the way introduced him: "He is conducting a grand symphony concert."

Lin Mo suddenly felt that he was not special. He was originally embarrassed to wear a paper bag, but now he found that paper bags were standard equipment for many people in Ward 4, and seemed to represent a kind of fashion here. Suddenly, Lin Mo felt that his back straightened a lot.

More confident.

We were going down the stairs in front, and halfway down, the patient leading the way suddenly stopped.

There was a female patient walking up the stairs.

The female patient had disheveled hair and extremely long nails. She looked extremely old and mumbled unconsciously as she walked.

“If we can’t find the dean, everyone will die. Everyone will die…Haha, hahaha, it’s better to die, it’s better to die!”

The patient who was leading the way quickly pulled Lin Mo out of the way.

"This crazy woman is called Bad Luck. She is very unlucky. Just like her name, she will bring bad luck. Don't touch her or talk to her, otherwise you will definitely be unlucky."

Lin Mo didn't believe in luck, but when he saw his mother waving at him, signaling him to get out of the way, he was moved and immediately moved aside.

There must be a reason why my mother did this.

Unexpectedly, when this misfortune passed by, it suddenly discovered Lin Mo, then pointed at Lin Mo and let out a strange laugh.

"You, it's you, I've seen you before, hahahaha...you are..."

Before the crazy woman could finish her words, Lin Mo suddenly reached out and covered her mouth.

The patient who was leading the way and Nissen who was following Lin Mo were both startled.

In fact, Lin Mo himself was also stunned.

Because this wasn't his doing.

It was my mother who did it.

At this moment, my mother covered the crazy woman's mouth, then stretched out her hand to make a "hush" gesture to silence her, moved closer to her, and said something in her ear.

No one heard what she said.

Even Lin Mo didn't hear it.

The figure projected in the crazy woman's eyes at this moment is her mother's figure.

She chuckled and nodded vigorously, but did not do anything other extreme.

Mom let go of the crazy woman, who burst into laughter and continued to mutter, "I can't find the dean," as she quickened her pace and went upstairs. Soon she disappeared.

The patient who led the way and Nissen looked at Lin Mo as if he were a monster.

But Lin Mo was looking at his mother at this moment.

"What's going on?"

Mom came over and whispered, "My little Romi, don't worry. The spiritual power of that woman is very strange. It seems to be able to bring bad luck. She was about to call your name just now. I could feel that power, so I stopped her and made up a story for her to send her away."

Lin Mo nodded.

He did feel a very special spiritual power from the crazy woman named Doom.

In Ward 4, the air is filled with various spiritual forces.

This is a mentally ill paradise.

The mental power is overflowing.

"Thank you, Mom."

Lin Mo chose to believe.

"Also, when you have a chance later, take me to see this crazy woman again. In addition to being a symbol of misfortune, she is also a prophet." said my mother.

"prophet?"

Lin Mo nodded.

My mother has always had a strong sense of perception; this is her ability.

Since mom said there was no rush, Lin Mo planned to go find the novelist to find out where the wise man was.

The patient who led the way was so frightened when he saw Lin Mo acting out schizophrenia again that he dared not ask anything.

Keep leading the way.

At this time, Lin Mo asked the patient who was leading the way if he knew the "dean".

The crazy woman named Doom just now also mentioned the dean.

And the other party knew that the dean was missing.

"I know, but the dean has been missing for a long time. This is a good thing, because there is no one to restrain us. So now everyone is out and can do whatever they want. No one can control us. In my opinion, it's best if the dean never comes back."

Going down to the second floor and walking to the deepest part, Lin Mo found a long queue in front.

Those queuing up were all patients wearing hospital gowns.

Judging from the number, there are at least hundreds of people. Anyway, from this angle, you can't see where the line starts.

Lin Mo was curious about what this was about.

Could it be that the insane asylum also has some popular items on sale in limited quantities? Just as I thought of this, I saw the patient who led the way walk over and line up at the end of the line.

"What are you doing?" Lin Mo was puzzled.

"Queue up." The patient said, "Don't you want to see the novelist? There are many people who want to see the novelist to experience horror stories. You have to queue up, otherwise you won't be able to see him... We waited in line for two whole days before we got the chance..."

(End of this chapter)