But this evil woman was so excited that no one could stop her from talking, and she revealed everything at once.

Lin Mo's face turned pale and blue.

He and Dad looked at each other.

No one knows a son better than his father.

Father Lin sighed and called out, "Lao Can!"

Lao Chan, holding a black umbrella, walked over.

To be exact, this guy was walking backwards. This ghost Lao Can had a problem. He never showed his face to people and you could only see the back of his head.

"Lend me your umbrella for a few days."

Upon hearing this, Lao Can took a few steps forward and then shook his head.

That means no lending.

"You have to lend it to me. Think it over. If you don't lend it to me, I will rob it. If you lend it to me, I will pay it back one day. If you rob it, I won't pay it back." When Lin's father cheated, he was no different from a gangster.

Lao Chan started running.

As a result, he was pulled back by the third brother after running just two steps.

"Why are you running? It's just an umbrella. I'm not going to take your life." The third brother muttered while hugging Lao Can's shoulders.

Soon, Lao Chan seemed to be convinced.

It reluctantly backed away and handed the black umbrella in its hand to Lin's father.

The latter nodded and said, "We are so familiar with each other, I won't write a document. After all, with our relationship, it would hurt the relationship if we talk about borrowing. What's mine is yours, and what's yours is mine. Why should we separate them?"

Lao Can was so angry that he was shaking all over, but he couldn't speak and had no way to refute.

I wanted to come up and have a fight with Lin's father.

Then I thought that I might not be able to win, so I could only accept my bad luck.

Dad Lin immediately handed the black umbrella to Lin Mo.

"Xiao Mo, take this thing. It will be very useful to protect you from wind and rain. Also, be prepared. You are a living person. Going to the world of the dead is like throwing a piece of bloody meat into a wolf's den. It will definitely attract many ghosts to attack you. So, Dad will go with you."

Lao San, Xu Po and Lao Can were all stunned.

They wanted to say something, but swallowed the words back when they reached their lips.

What happened between this father and son is inappropriate in any way.

Let’s not talk about it.

But they knew that if Dad Lin went in, he would never be able to come out.

Dad Lin is different from other ghosts.

Others are 90 percent, he is 100 percent.

Lin Mo frowned.

"Dad, stop it, I'm doing this for the girl."

"I'm doing this for my son." Dad Lin argued, and his reasons were very sufficient.

Lin Mo turned around and asked Grandma Xu and the third brother.

"Mrs. Xu, Uncle San, can you hold my dad down?"

This is an attempt to use force.

Grandma Xu shook her head, and the third brother waved his hands: "We can't hold your father down. He is a stubborn donkey. We can't hold him down. Look at me, what are you doing? Look at me, I can't hold him down either."

Lin Mo was worried now.

This is not easy to deal with.

My dad has the same temper as him. Once he makes up his mind, no one can stop him. If he really wants to go, no one can persuade him unless you use force.

But what if no one could hold him down? Lin Mo suddenly felt something and looked into the distance.

He saw a little kid in a small passage in the distance looking over here timidly.

At this moment, Lin Mo's eyes lit up.

"Tiantian, come here quickly."

Lin Mo waved fiercely.

The little guy over there is Tiantian.

Although Lin Mo asked him to stay in bed, Tiantian was still a little worried about Lin Mo, so after thinking it over, he bravely walked out.

This is definitely a historic moment for Tiantian.

Too bad his father didn't see it.

Uncle Wang, the coffin carrier, is probably still standing foolishly at the door of cabin No. 133.

But they don’t know that they can enter and exit freely anywhere in the Second-Hand Alley every day.

As long as he thinks about it every day, he can do anything in the second-hand alley.

"Tiantian? Why is he here?" Dad Lin was also stunned.

Lin Mo ran over and picked up Tiantian, mumbling in Tiantian's ear as he walked over.

"Tiantian, it's settled."

"Okay, Uncle Lin, don't worry, I will definitely get it done for you every day."

"Then I'll leave it to you."

Lin Mo walked over and suddenly threw Tiantian to his father. His father subconsciously took it and instantly realized he had been tricked.

Because the moment Tiantian hugged him, Dad Lin found himself being moved into a mental maze.

Father Lin’s fighting power is ridiculous, but he can’t move.

After looking at the small room with four doors, Dad Lin opened a door and looked forward. There was also an identical small room on the other side.

I was dumbfounded.

Knowing that he wouldn't be able to get out in the short term, Father Lin sighed.

I wanted to find Tiantian, but Tiantian had obviously been arranged by Lin Mo and had run away long ago.

I guess he is hiding under the quilt.

At this time, Lin Mo was already holding a black umbrella and approaching the bronze door. The dead man who came out of the door saw Lin Mo holding the umbrella and subconsciously dodged.

I know you're not easy to mess with.

But there are also some short-sighted peeps waiting for an opportunity to strike.

But they were all hacked to death by the third brother.

The third brother is very clear about the dead people with bad intentions.

Lao Chan didn't say anything. He couldn't talk, but he didn't think about taking the umbrella back either.

He even made a crutch for Lin Mo.

The crutch was made of bones from the dead people who were chopped to death by the third brother, and was still stained with blood. After it was made, he walked over backwards and put the crutch into Lin Mo's hand.

Grandma Xu was watching from the side, quite surprised.

"Xiao Mo, this is a good thing. If you get lost and can't find the exit, just stand the cane upright and then let go of it. Go in the direction where the cane tip falls. It won't go wrong."

When Lin Mo heard this, he knew it was a good thing and hurriedly thanked him.

"Thank you, Uncle Chan!"

Very sweet.

Lao Can waved his hand behind his back to indicate that you’re welcome.

Grandma Xu was still giving instructions to Lin Mo.

"Remember, you can't throw away the umbrella. You can't throw it away at any time. There are people who have been dead for tens of thousands of years in there, and some of them are very powerful. This umbrella can not only protect you from wind and rain, but it can also cover up your breath. Although the jade ring on your hand can also cover up your breath, the copper door is too terrifying, and the power of the jade ring will be directly corroded."

Lin Mo nodded to show that he understood.

"Also, don't be afraid. The more afraid you are, the more likely you are to be discovered by the evil spirit inside."

Lin Mo smiled and said, "Don't worry about this, Mrs. Xu. I'm a very brave man. I'm made of titanium alloy."

"Yes, yes, after you go in, you may see a lot of doors. Those are doors of memory. Don't go in rashly. Most of the memories of the dead are full of despair, resentment and hatred. If you go in rashly, in addition to being polluted by negative emotions, you may also get lost in the memories of the dead."

Lin Mo wrote down all these knowledge points.

"Well, I have nothing else to say. Go and bring that good girl back."

Lin Mo nodded, then turned and walked into the bronze door.

The moment he passed through the bronze door, Lin Mo seemed to have walked into a gray fog.

But this fog was more like thick volcanic ash, and breathing it in made people extremely uncomfortable.

Now the dead are walking out, he is going against the flow, so it is inevitable that he will bump into some dead people.

Some of the dead ignored Lin Mo and hurried past, because Lin Mo, holding the black umbrella, completely suppressed the breath of the living.

But there were a few who were able to sense it and wanted to attack Lin Mo, but as soon as they made a move, they were knocked to the ground by Lin Mo.

Through the gray fog, Lin Mo felt the wind.

Very harsh wind.

It really is like a knife and can cut through the skin and flesh.

Lin Mo saw with his own eyes a dead person being blown by a gust of wind, with a lot of flesh and skin torn off his body. He looked like a skinned frog, covered in blood.

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