Very weird.

The other party obviously wanted to eat Lin Mo.

A horrifying aura emanated from this evil ghost. It was chilling, even colder than the wind in extremely cold places. It seemed that it could solidify the air and freeze the blood. A normal person would be frightened and unable to move by this aura, and then be chewed up and swallowed by this evil ghost along with their bones.

But the evil ghost didn't check the almanac when he went out today, so he had bad luck and met Lin Mo.

"Look at you, you're in this state and still thinking about eating? No wonder you're stuck in this place. Come on, I'm kind-hearted and I'll give you a ride." The brick hammer in Lin Mo's hand drew a mark of fire and knocked the skinned evil ghost to the ground.

The bricks were very hard and the evil ghost's head was smashed directly. Black stuff sprayed all over the ground. Then he fell to the ground with a bang and didn't move. It seemed that he was dead.

Lin Mo suddenly remembered something at this time.

This is real hell, these are all dead people.

If they are killed by me again, even if they die for the second time, will they disappear, or will they enter another unknown place and continue to suffer endless pain?

This question was too profound to be understood at once. Thinking about it again made his head hurt, and Lin Mo realized that he was worrying for nothing.

"Why would I think about this question?" Lin Mo muttered while holding a black umbrella.

In fact, this is not a waste of worry.

Lin Mo was worried about Xiaoyu.

If Xiaoyu is killed in this hell, will she disappear? "Pfft, pfft, pfft, Lin Mo, ah Lin Mo, you just have random thoughts all day long, can you just think about such unlucky things?"

Lin Mo spat a few times.

It's very windy here.

Fortunately, there is a black umbrella to block the wind. I don’t know what Lao Can’s black umbrella is made of. The wind here can blow over your car, but it can’t blow this umbrella over.

Lin Mo walked for a long time and looked into the distance.

There was a stream of scarlet light ahead.

I didn't expect there was light in hell.

The scarlet light was right above my head, and there seemed to be dozens of luminous spots of varying sizes, a bit like a moon dyed red.

But these glowing points are sometimes on and sometimes not.

Like eyes opening and closing.

Maybe it really is an eye.

Lin Mo just took a quick glance and lowered his head.

He remembered what Xu Po said: in hell, don't look up.

This is taboo.

Xu Po didn’t say what would happen if the taboo was violated, but it would definitely not be a good thing.

The place is huge, very wide and deserted.

Grandma Xu said that there were people who had died here for tens of thousands of years. With such a long period of time, Lin Mo thought that this place should be crowded with people, but in fact, as far as he could see, there were very few dead bodies.

In order to resist the horrible wind outside, most of the dead people hide in low-lying areas or in canyon-like places. Only in such places can the deathly gray fog accumulate.

Lin Mo didn't come here to travel and see the scenery, he came here to look for someone.

He and Xiaoyu are connected by a symbiotic curse, so no matter where they are, they can feel that breath.

Lin Mo could feel this breath in the distance.

Need to cross an open area.

But he didn't move.

Because there was wind outside, and because the other dead people were not walking around, they seemed to know there was danger outside, and they were waiting.

Then Lin Mo also waited.

One cannot be careless in a place like hell, he needs to be extremely careful here.

At this moment, Lin Mo was hiding under a low pit. There were strange rocks here that could help block the knife-like wind from above.

There were more than a dozen dead people hiding here with Lin Mo.

But none of these dead people dared to approach Lin Mo.

The reason was that there were several dead people with smashed heads around Lin Mo.

They had tried to attack Lin Mo before, but were killed without mercy.

Even if it is a brainless evil ghost, its instinct will tell it at this moment that if it rushes forward, its fate will be the same as the corpse on the ground.

After waiting for a while, the wind gradually weakened.

The wind died down, and Lin Mo heard a series of chaotic whispers. It was hard to make out what they were saying, but the sounds were irritating.

Lin Mo didn't plan to wait any longer.

He walked upwards.

The dead people in the pit did not follow out. They lowered their heads, hid in the darkness, and kept staring at Lin Mo until Lin Mo's figure holding the black umbrella went away.

Tick-tock, tick-tock! Lin Mo was stunned.

Is it raining? Raindrops as big as beans fell, and in a few seconds, it went from sparse to heavy rain.

The rain is scarlet.

Same with blood.

The air was not only cold, but also mixed with a dampness that was filled with frightening negative emotions, despair and fear.

If you get involved in this bloody rain, there will be problems.

Fortunately, Lin Mo had a black umbrella, so the rain did not fall on him, but a dead man not far away seemed to have not had time to find a place to hide from the rain, and was soaked all over. He screamed and roared, making sounds of pain and unwillingness.

But there is no use being unwilling.

At this time, the other party seemed to have discovered Lin Mo, and seemed to see hope, and crawled towards this side.

It's a female ghost.

With her hair disheveled, the blood rain had soaked the ghost girl like a drowned rat.

The female ghost was wearing a filthy nightgown, which mixed with her wet hair made people frown when they saw her.

Its fingers were sharp and long, like chicken claws that had been magnified several times. This hand should be able to easily break a living person's neck, rip open a living person's stomach, and dig out the intestines.

But now, the blood rain made the female ghost suffer.

It crawled over, and when it was only one meter away from Lin Mo, it looked up at Lin Mo.

The female ghost is extremely ugly.

His face was large and long, with distorted features, as if it had been casually molded by a child playing with mud and then stepped on hard.

Lin Mo didn't sympathize with it.

The female ghost has a lot of resentment. Even if she is released into the outside world, she will be an evil ghost that kills innocent people.

Lin Mo prepared to move forward.

But the next moment, the female ghost grabbed Lin Mo's trouser leg.

Lin Mo frowned.

"Looking for death!"

He shook the brick hammer in his hand and flames appeared on it.

A look of fear appeared on the female ghost's face, but she still did not let go of her hand. Instead, she begged and revealed a little ghost under her body.

This kid looks no more than three years old, and looks quite fierce, with a pair of big eyes, as if he was wearing giant black contact lenses. In any case, there is not a trace of white in his eye sockets.

It was pitch black.

The resentment in him is stronger than that of his mother.

Lin Mo didn't hit it with a brick hammer.

He looked at the female ghost, and then looked at the three-year-old boy who was being protected by the female ghost.

"What do you mean?"

Lin Mo asked.

The female ghost was in great pain at the moment. The blood rain was corroding her. The hair on her head began to fall off, and her legs were soaked in blood and had become boneless.

Looking closely, its feet were long gone and its knees were covered in blood. It had crawled here while protecting the three-year-old kid.

The ghost girl was speechless.

Maybe it can't speak.

But the pleading in his eyes was very obvious, he was begging Lin Mo to take care of this little kid.

Lin Mo instinctively wanted to refuse.

He has important things to do, so how could he take in a child without doing anything else?

Besides, didn't he have enough children in the past? The kids in Lvyuan Community alone could form a kindergarten.

Also in Guimen Village, Lin Mo has a godson. Anyway, he discovered that he has a special affinity with children.

The three-year-old kid seemed to feel his mother's pain and started crying loudly.

Lin Mo couldn't stand this.

If the female ghost showed any sign of forcing or using violence on him, or even had a hint of malice, Lin Mo would have reason to refuse, or simply send the mother and daughter to the west and give them a quick death.

Bang, bang, bang.

His head hit the ground like cracking a walnut, without any restraint.

That's real.

Lin Mo thought about it and thought, forget it, it’s just arranging one more transfer student in the Lvyuan Community Kindergarten, never mind, never mind.

He nodded at the ghost girl.

A smile appeared on the ghost girl's distorted face.

Then he pushed the three-year-old kid hard under Lin Mo's black umbrella.

The little ghost was a little reluctant to leave its mother, but the ghost mother seemed to have let go of her obsession, or perhaps, it had already given up and was only holding on until now because it wanted to protect the little ghost.

At this time, the female ghost began to collapse, and finally merged with the blood and disappeared.

The little ghost cried loudly.

Lin Mo looked at the place where the female ghost disappeared. There was nothing left except a strand of hair.

All melted.

Reaching out and grabbing that strand of hair, Lin Mo tied it around the little ghost's wrist.

Then he took the little ghost's hand and continued walking forward.

The rain keeps falling.

There was a section of the road covered with bones. Lin Mo looked down and saw that it was a road made entirely of bones. The bones were so densely packed that it was unknown how many layers there were. Standing in such a place, even the three-year-old kid that Lin Mo was holding was too scared to make a sound.

It seemed that even ghosts felt fear and terror in this place.

But Lin Mo didn't feel anything.

"Don't be afraid."

Lin Mo patted the kid's head.

"Do you have a name?" Lin Mo asked.

The three-year-old kid didn't understand anything and obviously didn't know what Lin Mo was talking about.

"No? Fine, I'll give you a name, let's call you Xiaobai." Lin Mo felt that except for the black pupils of this child, the rest of the child was very white, and his skin looked like it had been dipped in flour. This name was very appropriate.

In this way, we have Lao Bai, Xiao Hei, and Xiao Bai.

Ahead is a twisted forest.

The rain stopped at this time. When Lin Mo walked in, he found that the trees here were huge, but without leaves. The branches were entangled with each other, looking like a large ball of tangled black thread.

There are a lot of dead people here.

But Lin Mo had to come in because Xiaoyu's breath was here.

Also, there are doors everywhere.

Wooden door with door frame.

Colorful.

Lin Mo had heard about this from Grandma Xu.

This is the 'Gate of Memory'.

Memories of the dead.

Grandma Xu spoke in a very mysterious way, saying that this door was very scary. Lin Mo didn't see what was scary about it. There were a lot of dead people here, but no dead person dared to approach these doors.

Some doors have no door panels at all, only door frames.

Moreover, these doors are not necessarily all vertical or suspended in the air. Some are actually laid flat, hidden on the ground, and covered with rotten soil.

Why did Lin Mo know? Because he accidentally fell in.

This was definitely an accident.

He was so busy looking around that he didn't pay attention to his feet. As a result, he stepped on empty air and fell down.

Fortunately, he didn't pull Xiaobai, otherwise Xiaobai would have fallen down as well.

After falling to the ground, Lin Mo found that the ground was covered with leaves. He looked up and saw that the surroundings were already wilderness.

There is moonlight overhead.

This is obviously not the hell world inside bronze door No. 4.

Then, there were cries from the front.

Lin Mo hid aside with a black umbrella, and saw a dilapidated temple not far away.

The sound came from over there.

When he walked in, he saw a group of people dressed in retro style, some kneeling or standing. Some were crying, some had expressionless faces like zombies, and some looked like ferocious monsters.

Judging from his clothes and hairstyle, he should be an ancient person.

It is not clear which dynasty it was from.

Several people were chopping off heads with steel knives in their hands.

The people kneeling on the ground were hacked to death one by one, and their bloody heads rolled to the ground. Considering the desolate wilderness, dark night and strong wind, the scene was quite scary.

Someone else is talking.

After listening for a while, Lin Mo figured out that the people kneeling on the ground seemed to be the family of an official in the capital, more than a dozen people, young and old.

I guess he has offended another high-ranking official, or he has learned someone's secret and the other party wants to kill him to silence him. Now he is forcing him to tell the whereabouts of something.

The official who was restrained was still quite tough. Several people in his family were killed, but he still refused to surrender and would rather die than surrender.

Have guts!

This place should be the memory of this official, or those who were beheaded.

It's something that has already happened.

Lin Mo accidentally fell in, and it felt like watching a real-life movie.

In the end, more than a dozen people were beheaded.

The ground was covered with blood.

The smell of blood is pungent.

The restrained official cried and cursed, but said nothing. In the end, the killers dug out his heart and beheaded him.

The head was placed on the altar in the dilapidated temple.

These killers were extremely vicious. Not only did they kill people, but they also placed the heads of more than a dozen people in the family on the altar. This was really too much.

But Lin Mo didn't want to get involved in this trivial matter.

Besides, these are the memories of the dead, there is no point in controlling them.

The killers are gone.

Lin Mo didn't see clearly how these killers left. It is possible that they disappeared suddenly.

"Let's find a way out as soon as possible." Lin Mo prepared to leave.

But at this moment, Lin Mo discovered a problem.

The headless corpses on the ground were also gone.

Feeling a cold and bloody smell behind him, Lin Mo thought to himself, "No way."

Turn around and take a look.

It’s true.

The headless bodies of more than a dozen people in the family, young and old, stood in a row behind Lin Mo.

The wind blows and the clouds cover the moon.

The danger around was surging like a tide.

Lin Mo looked around, then took out the brick hammer and held it in his hand. After thinking for a while, he put away the black umbrella, and took out the tiger bone sickle and unfolded it, one in each hand.

"What do you mean?"

The headless corpses did not answer, but pounced forward.

There was no suspense in this battle. Lin Mo had come this far by wading through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, so dealing with a dozen dead bodies would not be a problem for him.

After a while, the ruined temple fell silent again.

More than a dozen innocent people were killed by Lin Mo.

This time, he truly rested in peace.

The dozen or so human heads on the wooden table in the dilapidated temple were now rapidly rotting and turning into blood.

Lin Mo planned to go into this dilapidated temple to take a look.

As soon as he entered the door, he was in a trance and found himself free from the trap and back in the dark forest.

And at that moment just now, Lin Mo seemed to hear someone talking.

The voice said, "Once you enter the door, you will be bound by karma, which can be washed away by the underworld."

(End of this chapter)