The eastern suburbs of Luoyan City, that is, the abandoned mine, is the nightmare area, and there is a bronze door below.

The true form of the corpse fairy is a dummy, and the dummy is the strange one that came out of the bronze door.

So there is nothing wrong with Lin Mo's analysis.

Lin Mo even suspected that the corpse fairy might be the dummy that ran out of the bronze door under the abandoned mine in the eastern suburbs.

Three hundred years ago, of course.

It would not work just by guessing, so Lin Mo decided to go to the abandoned mine in the eastern suburbs to take a look.

I hadn’t planned to go so early, and I had promised my dad to wait for him to go together.

But plans cannot keep up with changes. If the corpse immortal went to the East Suburb Abandoned Mine, he must have a purpose. If we miss this time, it may be more difficult to catch this guy next time.

"Looks like I have to go visit the master!"

…

There is no sunrise or sunset in the nightmare world, and ancient books called it the "Land without Sun".

In the East Suburb Mining Area, the entrance to the mine, which has been abandoned for seven years, is eerie and gloomy. There is silence and no one around. Only in the communication room in the distance, there is a figure sitting in front of the window, gazing into the distance.

This is Uncle Lin. He is holding a small wine cup and sipping it sip by sip.

The wine cup was very small, barely enough to hold one or two glasses of wine, but Mr. Lin could drink it all day long.

"Xiao Mo, when will you come to see me? There's not enough wine to drink." The old man missed the wine and felt even more lonely. Although he had been here alone for seven years, he still hadn't completely gotten used to this kind of life.

In the words of Uncle Lin, this is not life at all.

This is torture.

There was a half-full bottle of wine under the table.

This is the last bit of stock, and it will be gone once you finish drinking it.

The little bit of wine in the cup was finished. Uncle Lin licked it with his tongue, still not satisfied. He wanted to have another drink, but thinking that there was still a long time to go, he held back.

"There will always be a day when we will run out of wine. If we don't have wine, how will we live in the future?" Everyone in the Lin family wailed and wanted to cry, but then they thought, he is the only one in this broken place, who would he cry for? It's better not to waste his energy.

Sitting on the recliner, Uncle Lin closed his eyes.

He couldn't sleep.

Because this is already a nightmare.

But you can close your eyes and rest for a long time, and even feel dazed for a while, almost like sleeping, like taking a nap.

Occasionally, he seemed to be able to see his old wife and son.

The days when the family was quarreling were very annoying at the time, but now I think about it very seriously.

"If I could go back to that kind of life, I would do anything." Uncle Lin muttered. He planned to close his eyes and take a nap, just getting by. It has come to this, and this is the only way.

Time passes by every second.

Just when he was dozing off and getting into the mood, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Being used to being in a quiet environment, Mr. Lin was so frightened by this sudden incident that he almost fainted.

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked towards the door.

He didn't move.

The knocking continued.

"What's going on?" Uncle Lin felt something was wrong.

This has never happened before.

No one has knocked on this door in seven years.

Even if Xiao Mo comes, he will call him "Uncle" first.

"Could it be that Xiao Mo is here? Is he playing a prank on me?" Uncle Lin pondered in his mind. He felt that this was really possible, but he would not be stupid enough to go over and open the door.

What if it wasn't? Uncle Lin was old, no matter how he had lived a carefree life, his mind was not muddled.

So he kept silent.

Let's see what happens next.

The knocks on the door continued, and if you listened carefully, the rhythm and frequency were the same.

At this time, Uncle Lin was sure that it was not Lin Mo.

If it were Lin Mo, he wouldn't be so idle as to do such a thing.

"Fuck him, is this a ghost?"

Uncle Lin muttered to himself.

But soon he said, "I'm confused too. I'm a ghost, so why should I be afraid of ghosts? But the situation is too scary now. Who said that ghosts can't scare ghosts?"

Uncle Lin slowly sat up from the recliner. He was praying that the person outside would say something, or stop knocking on the door. The knocking sound was annoying.

It was as if every blow was hitting his heart.

The fear grew.

There were no signs.

It's like the person knocking on the door outside is annoyed and doesn't want to knock anymore.

Uncle Lin still remained silent. He wanted to pretend that there was no one in the room, so that the people outside would leave quickly.

After waiting for a while, there was still no movement.

Uncle Lin was delighted, thinking to himself, could it be that the person knocking on the door had left?

As a result, he turned his head and looked out the window, and suddenly saw a person outside lying on the window and staring at him.

The other person's face was pressed against the glass, staring with a pair of malicious eyes, grinning and laughing.

Uncle Lin's legs went limp.

"Open the door, Lao Lin, open the door, I can see you."

The devil is mumbling outside.

The sound was similar to that of an erhu player, miserable, strange, and with a hint of resentment.

At this time, Uncle Lin recognized the other person.

"Old, Old Sun?"

His eyes widened in disbelief.

Lao Sun is his friend.

In fact, this communication room was Lao Sun's office, and the other party was the security guard of the Dongjiao Mine. On the day when the accident happened in the mine, he happened to come to Lao Sun for a job introduction and wanted to come here to guard the gate.

As a result, he happened to encounter a strange thing. Because he picked up a piece of jade from a dead person, he was infected with nightmares.

That's why he lost his life.

From that day on, he never saw Lao Sun again. In fact, he didn't know what happened to Lao Sun later.

But judging from the way he looks now, he must be dead.

Moreover, he died miserably.

At this moment, Lao Sun's face, which was pressed against the glass, should be bleeding from all seven orifices. His miserable appearance was beyond description.

They are all dead.

They are all ghosts.

But Uncle Lin didn't know why this ghost looked scarier and more terrifying than himself.

"Old Sun, what's wrong with you?"

Uncle Lin bravely asked.

Old Sun did not answer, but continued to stare at him, muttering: "Open the door, Old Lin, open the door, I can see you!"

A sense of foreboding gradually brewed in Uncle Lin's heart.

He knew that he must not open the door in this situation.

If the door was opened, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Old Sun, it looks like you're dead too, but death is death, we're all the same. And I treated you well in the beginning, bringing you wine and meat, have you forgotten?"

"Open the door, Lao Lin, open the door..."

"Can you please stop doing this? It's creepy. We are old friends. There's no need to do this."

"Open the door, Lao Lin..."

"If you say that again, I'll get anxious."

"Open the door..."

"Damn it, you don't understand me, do you? What can you do if I don't open the door for you? I won't open it. If you have the guts, come in by yourself."

Uncle Lin is not stupid either. In fact, the door is not locked.

If the other party could come in, he would have come in earlier.

Maybe this strange thing cannot open the door by itself, or maybe, like some special strange things, it must get the consent of the people in the house before it can enter.

After figuring this out, Uncle Lin actually breathed a sigh of relief and was no longer so afraid.

But soon, his heart was lifted again.

Because he saw Lao Sun tilt his head, take a step back, then turn around and slowly walk towards the door.

One step, one step.

After walking to the door, he pulled it and opened it.

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