He would not kill Han Feng, but would only make him suffer a little.
In addition, Lin Mo knew that what his father was going to say next was very important and could not be heard by outsiders.
Look at this house full of demons and evil spirits. Something big must be happening.
"Xiao Mo, you came at the right time." Dad Lin said at this time.
Then he took Lin Mo and introduced these strange creatures in the house one by one.
Lin Mo had seen some of these strange beings before, such as his old friend Uncle Wang (Tiantian's father), the coffin carrier, and the ghost holding a black umbrella.
Of course there are also some that I haven’t seen before.
At this moment, they all looked at Lin Mo and nodded at him.
Dad Lin also explained them to Lin Mo one by one.
"Uncle Wang, you've known him for a long time. The one who brought you here is Lao Can. Don't be fooled by his perverted appearance and the black umbrella he holds. He's actually quite respectable and reliable. That's Lao Si, a security guard who has been with me for a long time. He's smart, capable, and loyal. This is Granny Xu. She was very pretty when she was young..."
Lin Mo glanced at Mrs. Xu over there. Oh my god, the wrinkles on this girl's face are enough to kill a mosquito, there's a green light in her eyes, she's hunched over, her hands are so thin that only a layer of skin is left, like skeleton claws, but her body is very fat, just like a snowman made by a child on the roadside in winter.
Hiding his surprise in his heart, Lin Mo greeted everyone one by one.
Anyone who can be carefully introduced by my dad must be extraordinary.
After all, ordinary ghosts and nightmares are not worthy of Dad’s attention.
"And the one who just went in was the third brother. You can just call him Third Uncle. He once saved my life." Lin Mo could also hear the hidden meaning in his father's words.
Those who can be in this room are all Dad's confidants.
They are all very powerful nightmares.
But relatively speaking, the one that Dad trusts the most is the 'third brother'.
Another thing is that my dad has asked so many powerful friends to come, so he must let them contribute.
As a youngster like me, there is no harm in being a little sweet-talker.
After all, there are things I can say myself that it’s hard for my dad to say.
Lin Mo understood his position and the role he should play, and immediately got into character and started shouting.
"Hello Uncle Wang, Hello Aunt Xu, Hello Fourth Uncle."
Uncle San was still communicating with Han Feng in the room, and would greet him when he came out.
"Xiao Mo, the water over there is ready, go and help make tea." Dad Lin called out, and Lin Mo immediately went over to get busy.
Father Lin glanced at the nightmare in the room and said, "Let's continue. According to the current situation, the Second-Hand Alley will not last for a few more days. It's like a huge bubble. What I mean is, instead of waiting for this bubble to burst, it's better to be proactive and choose a suitable time to burst it."
The nightmares in the room were silent.
Some don't want to talk, and some can't talk at all.
It is certain that this matter is of great importance, and Lin Mo can understand it. He sighed in his heart. It seems that the Second-Hand Goods Alley will not last long. Without the suppression of the Second-Hand Goods Alley, the bronze door below will be opened.
No one knows what will happen then.
Lin Mo saw the tea jar and after opening it, he immediately heard wailing and cursing from within the jar.
The tea leaves inside are clinging to a layer of resentment and malice.
I don't know how it was made.
Maybe the raw materials are some kind of nightmare.
If nightmares were made into tea, the tea would definitely taste really good.
When you rinse it with boiling water, you can clearly see that the hot air is mixed with resentment, which changes and distorts in the air and then dissipates.
You know what, Lin Mo also wants to have a taste.
At this time, Grandma Xu came over and picked up a cup, and said to Lin Mo: "What, are you greedy?"
Lin Mo said he really wanted to try it.
"No, this stuff can't be drunk by living people." Grandma Xu smiled, revealing her scarce front teeth, and a hint of green light appeared in her tiny eyelids.
After saying that, he picked up the cup and took a sip. It felt like he drank some evil spirits and resentment into his mouth, and his face was full of satisfaction.
After drinking, Lin Mo immediately poured another glass for the other person.
Grandma Xu was very pleased and repeatedly praised Lin Mo for being sensible.
At this time, her nose moved, as if she smelled something.
"Don't move, kid." After saying that, Granny Xu came over and sniffed Lin Mo, then looked puzzled: "Strange, I just smelled a strange smell, but now I can't smell it anymore."
After muttering, she told Lin Mo that she might have made a mistake and asked Lin Mo not to worry about it.
Weird people do weird things, Lin Mo doesn't care about that.
He brought over the tea for the other nightmares, and then Lin Mo stood behind his father and listened.
It can be seen that dad is still the one in charge here.
Although it was a discussion, basically no one else had any objections, except Uncle Wang, the coffin carrier, who looked worried.
He is worried about his son every day.
"Old Wang, don't worry. It might be a good thing that Tiantian no longer has the Second-Hand Alley. After all, the Second-Hand Alley has consumed too much of his energy, so it's a good thing to abandon it early. My son is here, and he has a good relationship with Tiantian. Why not let him accompany Tiantian?"
"This is the only way." Uncle Wang nodded when he heard it, turned his head and said to Lin Mo: "Then Xiao Mo, I'll leave it to you every day."
Lin Mo also listened to the general idea just now.
He had known about the crisis of the bronze door under the Second-Hand Alley for a long time. His father had said a few months ago that this place would not last long. As the security captain of Second-Hand Alley, his father naturally had to settle the nightmare in Second-Hand Alley.
At this time, the door of the inner room was opened, and the third brother came out dragging Han Feng, who looked like a dead dog.
"How is it, have you said it?" asked Lin's father.
The third brother threw the man to the ground, sat beside him and nodded: "It's all over. This guy knows a lot about the things going on. He doesn't have any bad intentions. He just wants to reunite with his deceased family. He is also a pitiful person. I didn't make it too difficult for him."
Lin Mo glanced at Han Feng who was beaten half to death, and thought that this was not that difficult.
It's so difficult. I guess he was killed directly.
"Also, what he gave Lin Mo was not poison, but something to treat diarrhea. He said he was not well prepared beforehand and just made up a bunch of nonsense about poison to bluff."
When Lin Mo heard this and saw Han Feng, whose face was bruised and swollen, on the ground, he had an urge to rush up and punch this guy a few more times.
It's the most poisonous poison in the world.
Are you kidding me?
In fact, if you think about this matter carefully, you will find the flaws. No matter how powerful the other party is, it is impossible for him to calculate everything perfectly.
How could everything be ready?
But having said that, Lin Mo really admires Han Feng.
So cruel.
Good brain.
He has good acting skills and is willing to take risks.
Obviously, it was not easy for the third brother to get the other party to speak. From the side, the third brother's nightmare was very powerful, and he made Han Feng say everything he should say in a short period of time.
Lin Mo walked over and patted Han Feng on the shoulder.
"You either don't understand the situation or even No. 1 doesn't know. In fact, the bronze door under the Second-Hand Alley is about to open. Why are you making such a fuss?"
Lin Mo had been mentally prepared for the bronze door at the bottom of the Second-Hand Alley to open. At that time, his father had said that it was only a matter of time before the bronze door opened.
Why bother with all that effort for a bronze door that is bound to open?
Of course, this may be the result of information asymmetry.
Han Feng didn't know the situation here.
Number 1 may not know either.
That's why this kind of thing happens.
Han Feng was also dumbfounded.
He looked at Lin Mo with a bruised face and asked, "You mean, even if I don't threaten you, this bronze door will open."
"We don't want it to be opened, but some things cannot be stopped." Dad also said this at this time, which was regarded as admitting the matter.
Han Feng's expressions are very interesting.
He just stood there stupidly.
His eyes were wide open, and I guess his mind was in a mess.
Because according to the current actual situation, there is no need for him to do so many things, and there is no need to kidnap Lin Mo, he can just do it himself.
Because this bronze door will definitely open.
Seeing Han Feng's silly look, Lin Mo didn't bother to pay attention to him.
Of course, the reason why Han Feng is still alive now is because the medicine he gave Lin Mo was fake. If it was real medicine, his father would definitely kill him in the most cruel way after getting the antidote.
There is no doubt about this.
Lin Mo had his own things to do, and since he came to the Second-Hand Alley, of course he wanted to help.
Dad said that if we leave it alone and wait for the Second-Hand Alley to collapse on its own, then only one in ten of the nightmares here will survive.
Even Lin's father himself will be implicated. After all, all people and nightmares who enter the Second-Hand Alley will be cursed with the 'cage'.
If the Second-Hand Alley collapses, it will be backfired by the power of the curse.
Those who were not strong would probably collapse on the spot along with the Second-Hand Alley.
That's why Father Lin called together some strong men from the Second-Hand Alley to discuss how to make a soft landing.
And for themselves.
Father Lin said that everything else was easy to handle, except for the most important one, how to convince Tiantian to give up the game of "Second Hand Alley" and remove the curse imposed on Second Hand Alley. This was not easy to handle.
But now he said that things would be easier now that Lin Mo was here.
"Son, I'm leaving this difficult task to you. I was planning to find you in two days, but I didn't expect you to come here by yourself."
Dad Lin took Lin Mo to find Tiantian.
Every day I am still at the wooden house at No. 133, Junk Lane.
Now all the nightmares in the entire Junk Alley have changed into the identity of 'rabbits', so that everyone can stay together without being forced to kill each other, so many nightmares follow behind, creating a scene of unity and friendship.
When they reached the door, Father Lin stopped, and Uncle Wang, who was carrying the coffin, also stopped.
Lin Mo said to the coffin bearer, "Uncle Wang, Tiantian has been waiting for you to come back for such a long time. You should have figured it out, right? Yes, it was your fault that Tiantian was killed, but he didn't hate you for it. I think you should stop torturing yourself. Why don't you come in with me? It would be great if you and your son can be reunited."
Lin Mo had wanted to say this for a long time.
And I’ve said it before.
But the coffin bearer was tormented by obsession and regret and could not forgive himself.
He won't listen to any advice.
But in Lin Mo's opinion, this matter doesn't need to be done this way. Moreover, to dispel Tiantian's obsession, just going in and talking by himself may not be enough.
Why do we have to create a second-hand goods alley for fun every day?
It's not because of loneliness.
Because he couldn't wait for his father to come back.
If his father went back, Tiantian would probably disband the Second-Hand Alley on his own without Lin Mo saying anything.
The man carrying the coffin at the door had a painful expression, as if he was struggling and hesitating.
It can be seen that he really wants to see Tiantian.
He wants to hold his own child, cry with him, and laugh with him.
But sometimes, the knot in your heart is not so easy to untie.
Seeing that the coffin bearers did not respond, Lin Mo wanted to speak, but Lin's father stopped him.
"Xiao Mo, don't force your uncle Wang on this matter. I understand his thoughts. He is afraid that something else might happen. If Tiantian waits for his father, his obsession will disappear, and Tiantian himself will disappear as well, then the gain will outweigh the loss."
After hearing this, Lin Mo thought about it for a while and nodded.
You know what, this is really a possibility.
And even if Tiantian did not disappear, some unexpected changes would occur due to the loss of that powerful obsession.
For example, it gets weaker every day.
It's not a good thing.
In the nightmare world, being weak is a sin in itself.
After taking a look at the man carrying the coffin, Lin Mo immediately understood the other person's thoughts.
Even if the other party misses his son so much that he goes crazy, he will not go to see his son. It is not because he does not love his son, but because his love is too deeply.
"Uncle Wang, don't worry, I will be with Xiao Tiantian these days and won't let him feel lonely."
After Lin Mo finished speaking, the man carrying the coffin came over, patted Lin Mo on the shoulder and said thank you.
"Go ahead, leave the other things to us, and you just need to take care of Tiantian." Dad waved his hand.
Lin Mo turned around, opened the door, and walked into cabin No. 133.
The cabin was quiet.
Lin Mo looked around and found Tiantian curled up in the crib sleeping, with the quilt kicked aside. Lin Mo walked over, picked up the quilt, and covered the little guy.
Lin Mo was stunned just by touching Tiantian's skin.
“It’s so hot!”
Only then did he realize that he was shaking every day.
Lin Mo touched Tiantian’s forehead again.
"Fever?"
Lin Mo was stunned.
Can nightmares also get sick? Judging from the symptoms, it is true, but this is the first time Lin Mo has encountered such a situation.
He definitely couldn't just stand there and watch. The founder of the Second-Hand Alley was actually sick with a fever. Lin Mo had to find someone to discuss what to do about this.
Maybe there's a doctor in Junk Alley.
Lin Mo prepared to go out and get help.
But when he turned his head, he saw that there were no walls around the room.
Something had changed in Cabin 133.
No need to ask, it must be related to being sick every day.
Lin Mo tried to find an exit, but the surroundings were in chaos and he couldn't get out.
There was no choice but to sit back on the bed.
Lin Mo was a little dumbfounded. No one expected this to happen.
After thinking about it, Lin Mo decided to try to wake Tiantian up and ask about the situation first. If Tiantian woke up, it should not be difficult to open the door and let him out.
"Tiantian, Tiantian, wake up, it's me, your brother Lin Mo."
Lin Mo shook Tiantian.
No response.
Shaked again.
Still no response.
Tiantian just mumbled a few words and was still sleeping soundly.
Lin Mo had also experienced a lot of things, and at this time he thought about it. He didn't know how to cure diseases, let alone cure nightmares, and now the Second-Hand Alley had to rely on Tiantian to relieve it, otherwise the Second-Hand Alley would collapse on its own, and nightmares including Lin's father would suffer.
By then, the Bronze Gate will no longer be suppressed by the Second-Hand Goods Alley and will also open, and there will probably be even more trouble.
Still have to wake Tiantian up.
Lin Mo was ready to take some ruthless action.
“It’s time to eat!”
Lin Mo shouted.
Tiantian's eyelids moved, but he still didn't wake up.
I shook it with greater force and even twisted my arms, but it was of no use.
"This doesn't seem to be sleeping, it's coma!"
Lin Mo went over and opened Tiantian’s eyelids.
There was darkness in his eyes.
It's like there's a vortex.
Lin Mo just took a look and felt dizzy.
Lin Mo had this feeling before.
When Lin Mo was pulled into the TV world by Xiao Jiexi, he remembered that this seemed to be called a mental attack, or a mental traction that forcibly pulls you into the spiritual realm.
"By the way, the entire Junk Alley is Tiantian's spiritual realm. According to Academician Li's classification of spiritual power levels, Tiantian has reached the fourth level of spiritual power and can create the spiritual realm he needs at will."
With a flash before his eyes, Lin Mo discovered that the surrounding environment had changed a little.
It was still the same ordinary little wooden house as every day, but you could see the scenery from the window. It was cloudy and dark outside, and you could hear all kinds of noisy sounds.
Not in the house every day.
Lin Mo got up to look for it, and when he passed a mirror, he stopped.
Look in the mirror.
In the mirror, I see Tiantian’s appearance.
(End of this chapter)