Lin Mo was full of expectations.

The tall dancer on the stage was stunned after reading the note.

Obviously surprised.

Maybe Lin Mo was the first audience member to run over and pass her a note, saying that she performed well.

But she didn't say anything, just smiled. Because she had no mouth, Lin Mo could only judge that she was smiling from the corners of her slightly narrowed eyes.

There is no other indication.

At this time, the lights on the stage dimmed one by one, and at the same time, the curtain began to close. With a swish, the dark red curtain separated the audience seats from the stage.

The stage was dark without any lights.

Lin Mo knew there was no chance.

But it doesn’t matter, twelve hours later, the Grand Theater will perform the second half of this dance show.

Then we will know the ending of the story.

Turning around, he saw that most of the audience had left, only Zhang Xu and the female ghost holding the child were still there.

Obviously they all regarded Lin Mo as their backbone.

Lin Mo asked them to leave.

When they got outside, they found that the audience who had left in large numbers before had gone to another place. There were also some people in the circular hall outside, but they were all separated and wary of each other.

Lin Mo counted the people on his side. Not counting himself and Zhang Xu, there were still five Nightmares.

No, there should be seven in total.

The little ghost in the female ghost's arms also counts as one, plus the one that was killed by the scavenger in the theater before.

Zhang Xu was feeling better at this time. Lin Mo asked him if he could walk on his own. He nodded, but still looked a little weak.

It is indeed difficult to adapt to so many curses at once.

But as long as it succeeds, it is equivalent to having one more master of internal energy.

Lin Mo suddenly thought of something at this time.

I was so absorbed in watching the performance that I didn't notice Doudou came in.

On second thought, the theater is very large, and there are many ghosts and monsters. Doudou is short, so it is normal that he can't see them.

Again, Lin Mo has great confidence in Doudou.

However, Lin Mo already has a preliminary understanding of the Silence, so he decided to find Doudou first and act together.

Then Lin Mo took out a paper crane, wrote Doudou's name on it, and when he wanted to blow it, he found that he had no mouth.

A dozen horses immediately ran through my mind.

“It’s a spoiled dish!”

Lin Mo was sweating.

There is a key point in his paper crane technique, which is that to activate the paper crane, he needs to blow into it.

As a result, he forgot such an important thing.

It's not his fault, the blowing step is something he could easily overlook.

Things are not going well.

I took a deep breath. Since the paper crane couldn't be used now, I had to think of other ways.

In the following time, Lin Mo took Zhang Xu and others to stroll on the boat.

I thought I would encounter some "managers" like the tall and thin man I met at the beginning who would come to cause trouble, but I didn't encounter any at all.

Later, Lin Mo made some revisions to his previous inferences about the Silence.

The tall and thin man might not be a "manager". He was just an ordinary passenger who relied on his strong strength to bully the newcomer.

As a result, the other party chose the wrong target and hit a wall.

This reasoning is undoubtedly more reasonable.

The Silence was more "free" than Lin Mo had imagined. He could go wherever he wanted with Zhang Xu and the others, and no one would stop him.

But some places are inaccessible.

Because the door can't be opened.

Zhang Xu had been looking for someone from the beginning. He was looking for his father, uncle and others. According to him, his father, uncle and cousin must also be on the Silence.

Time flies.

At this time, Lin Mo heard a series of banging sounds.

He looked in the direction of the sound and found it was his own cardboard box.

Lin Mo was very puzzled.

Doudou is no longer in the box, so who is making a fuss in the box?

Out of curiosity, I walked over to check it out, opened it and looked inside. I saw an arm reaching out from a painting in the box, and then I saw a woman's head sticking out of the painting.

The other party was obviously confused.

Lin Mo saw it and was happy.

He forgot about Zhang Meng.

When leaving Lvyuan Community before, Lin Mo took away the painting that Zhang Meng was hiding. He didn't expect that the other party had stayed there for such a long time.

Then Zhang Meng, who was in a daze, looked up and saw Lin Mo.

She probably wanted to curse.

But the moment she crawled out, she was also invaded by the curse and her mouth was gone.

Tell the truth.

This time, Lin Mo really felt that this curse was pretty good. At least it blocked Zhang Meng's mouth now. Otherwise, one could imagine how the other party would spit foul language.

Lin Mo couldn't just stand there and watch, so he hurried forward to lend a hand and pulled Zhang Meng out of the box.

Zhang Meng stared, looked left and right, then touched her smooth mouth and looked at Lin Mo again.

She is a smart girl.

At this moment she probably knew what was going on.

He jumped out of the box and grabbed Lin Mo's neck.

Looking at her anxious look, it is not difficult to guess that if she could speak, she would definitely say at this time: I will strangle you to death.

Lin Mo has the Iron Curse and a strong physique, so he is not afraid of her pinching him.

When Zhang Meng vented her anger, the man pointed at her bald mouth and then pointed at the surroundings, as if to ask where this was and why did you bring me here?

Lin Mo spread his hands, indicating that he couldn't open his mouth even if he wanted to speak. Then he found paper and pen from the box and wrote down a sentence.

"Zhang Meng, don't be anxious. Let's talk it over. This is the Silence."

Zhang Meng rolled her eyes when she saw this.

She grabbed the pen and paper, and then wrote a sentence: Director Lin, do I have a grudge against you?

There is no need to write this. Lin Mo shook his head to indicate that we are on good terms and have no grudges against each other.

Zhang Meng continued to write: So you like me? Lin Mo was puzzled and took the pen to write: Why do you ask? Zhang Meng wrote: If you don't like me, why did you drag your hand to this place? You are sick.

Lin Mo resisted the urge to write “I am indeed sick”, but waved his hand and wrote: “Let’s not say anything else, okay? I need your help now.”

Zhang Meng narrowed her eyes and didn't write.

But Lin Mo could see that the other party meant to say, if you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have to fart, fart quickly.

Lin Mo wrote down the general situation of the Silence. Zhang Meng read it carefully and frowned. Only then did she look around carefully.

As a result, she got even more excited after seeing this.

The next moment, she noticed an oil painting on the wall, ran over and began to study it.

Lin Mo also walked over.

To be honest, Lin Mo's knowledge of this type of oil painting is relatively shallow. He only knows some simple knowledge. From his perspective, this oil painting is quite ordinary.

The lines are a bit random, and the oil application feels a bit scattered here and there.

Anyway, he will take it if it is given for free. If he wants to pay for it, we will have a face-to-face meeting

But looking at Zhang Meng's expression, she was obviously very interested in this painting.

After looking for a while, she found a new target and ran to another painting to stop and look at it. At this moment, Zhang Meng no longer looked as "violent" as before. On the contrary, she looked very excited.

Lin Mo thought, could it be that the paintings here are masterpieces of some great masters? Anyway, he didn't understand.

As Zhang Meng looked over, an hour had passed.

Lin Mo couldn't help it and went over to pull her. Zhang Meng turned around and glared at him.

Writing: "Big sister, what are you doing?" Zhang Meng wrote back: "These are all famous paintings, the kind of legendary ones, you won't understand even if I tell you, and, these are all authentic."

Lin Mo rolled his eyes at the other person, thinking that it was a genuine ghost.

Can there be authentic paintings in the nightmare world? But that's not the case.

If it is a projection of an authentic painting, or, in other words, a painting of a nightmare, then it can indeed be called an authentic painting.

Lin Mo told Zhang Meng that now was not the time to study the painting, and asked if he could draw a passage for the boat to leave.

Lin Mo is looking for a way out.

The reason why I brought Zhang Meng here is for this.

As soon as he wrote down this idea, Zhang Meng shook his head and wrote the following.

"There are special restrictions here, which involve very advanced theories. To put it simply, I can't do it."

Lin Moxin said, wouldn’t it be simpler for you to just write that you can’t do it? Why waste so many words at the beginning?

But the situation is not good. Zhang Meng, who was given high hopes, is completely useless at this time. Isn't it meaningless to bring her here? Zhang Meng ignored Lin Mo at this moment and continued to run around looking at the oil painting on the wall.

Although he had noticed it before, Lin Mo didn't realize that there were so many paintings on this ship, hanging in almost every room and every corridor.

No two paintings are exactly alike. Zhang Meng was fascinated by them, but Lin Mo also discovered an interesting thing: Zhang Meng did not look at every painting.

For example, just now, there was an oil painting more than two meters high placed at the end of a corridor. Zhang Meng took a look at it from a distance and actually walked around the painting.

Lin Mo was puzzled and chased after him to ask.

Zhang Meng wrote with a pen: That painting is very dangerous, there are several very scary evil spirits on it.

Lin Mo smiled and wrote: How scary can it be? Zhang Meng wrote: It shouldn't take much effort to kill you and me.

Lin Mo suddenly became serious.

Although this girl is usually not very serious, she would not joke about such an issue.

Lin Mo leaned over and looked at the oil painting carefully.

The main tone of the oil painting is Gothic and dark, very dim, with some bright colors used to outline the specific contours and content in the darkness.

There was a man on it, holding a lantern, wearing a tall hat, and his face was wrapped in blood-stained white bandages, so his face could not be seen at all. His exposed hands were also wrapped in bandages. He was wearing a black suit and boots.

If you look carefully in the background of the picture, you can find some strange monsters.

Zhang Meng wrote: This is a night watchman and also a law enforcer.

Law enforcer? Lin Mo somehow remembered the terrifying chill that came from behind them when they were in the theater.

Lin Mo felt the same atmosphere from this painting.

Could it be that the cold and gloomy thing that walked into the theater was this thing in the painting?

That is a possibility.

If that's the case, then there must be a very talented painter on this ship, perhaps even better than Zhang Meng, otherwise where would so many weird oil paintings come from.

There are obviously more than one weird oil paintings like the Bandaged Watchman.

Following Zhang Meng, Lin Mo saw another one. In a cabin on the upper level, probably in the same location, at the end of a dark corridor that no one would enter, there was a huge oil painting.

However, this oil painting depicts a graceful back.

The other person was dressed like a maid, but in a more high-end style, with a small cap similar to a nurse's, but black. Her entire back revealed a strange beauty.

But even stronger was the sense of danger.

When Zhang Meng saw this painting, her eyes widened and there was a hint of fear in the depths of her pupils.

Understood.

The one in the optimization may be scarier than the bandage watchman just now. He is a big guy and you can't afford to mess with him.

Then don’t provoke it.

Or, just don't bother with it for now.

At this time, Zhang Meng wanted to go up to the next floor, but at this moment, many people rushed into this cabin from all directions, as if they had made an appointment.

The rumbling sound of footsteps could be heard, there must be thousands of them.

When Zhang Meng saw this scene, her legs went weak with fear. She had never seen anything like this before. After all, she spent most of her time in the studio in Lvyuan Community.

Of course, she is not really afraid of these people, it’s mainly because she is a stay-at-home girl with social phobia!

When I’m in a crowded place, I feel uncomfortable all over and my hands and feet become weak, especially when I see so many unfamiliar faces.

At first Lin Mo thought that this group of people were coming for him, but he soon discovered that these people ignored them and ran quickly to a big gate in front.

Lin Mo noticed that there was also a clock hanging above the gate.

Looked at the time.

Oh my god, I didn’t realize it and it’s almost three o’clock.

According to previous inferences, something major will happen on the ship every three hours, and everyone must comply.

At twelve o'clock, we watch a musical. What do we do at three o'clock? I guess the answer is in the front door.

Without saying a word, Lin Mo pulled Zhang Meng and told Zhang Xu and the others to follow the crowd forward. Zhang Meng was obviously unhappy, but this made her weak and she had no way to resist. As a result, Lin Mo easily dragged her into the house.

When I went in and took a look, I was shocked.

Hundreds of beds were neatly arranged there.

It's the kind with bunk beds.

At this moment, the crowd has begun to scramble for beds. It is so lively that some people even fight for beds.

Lin Mo looked at the hundreds of bunk beds and began to ponder.

The three o'clock pattern on the clock looks like a bed.

Is it that at three o'clock, I have to go to bed?

At the moment, this seems to be correct.

At this moment, many people have found the shop, climbed up and lay motionless, as if they were planning something.

Lin Mo felt that he had to adapt to the local customs, just like watching a musical in a theater. If they asked him to sleep, he would just lie on the bed for a while.

Soon, most people found beds.

At this time Lin Mo discovered a problem.

The number of beds is obviously not enough.

Unless two people are allowed to lie on some of the beds, it is impossible to have one bed for each person.

In the blink of an eye, the beds were full.

The passengers on the boat, no matter if they were ghosts or monsters, if they knew each other, they could only squeeze into one bed two by two, which was really an eye-catching sight.

Judging from the situation, there is no bed to lie on under normal circumstances.

But Lin Mo knew the rules on the Silence.

If you are not in bed by three o'clock, the consequences will be very serious.

So Lin Mo randomly found a bed where Nightmare was lying and motioned for him to get up.

The nightmare on the bed glared at me with fierce eyes, obviously not wanting to move away.

Lin Mo took out the knife.

Then he waved it a few times, which meant to tell the other person that if he moved aside now, he could still grab someone else's bed. If he didn't move aside, he would die.

The nightmare rolled his eyes and understood the current situation.

It has no say in this matter.

The other party was also a decisive person. He immediately stood up and pounced on the other nightmares who had beds.

Lin Mo then did the same thing and grabbed eight beds.

Everyone has one.

Of course, there are also nightmares who are not happy and want to fight to the end, but at this time Lin Mo will not be polite and will directly kill the opponent.

I looked at the clock and there were still a few minutes left.

Lin Mo looked around at this moment.

He wanted to see if Doudou was here.

Logically speaking, as long as Doudou is on the boat, he must come to this place, because when the time comes, he must do the corresponding thing. This is the rule on the boat.

To violate is to break a taboo.

Lin Mo already knew it before the end.

So at this moment Lin Mo was really worried about Doudou. Although Doudou was very smart and powerful, he was afraid of accidents.

If something goes wrong, Lin Mo will definitely regret it for the rest of his life.

Taking advantage of the remaining few minutes, Lin Mo began to search in this huge lounge. He ran around and looked at almost every bed.

Zhang Xu also ran around.

Lin Mo guessed that he was looking for his father.

That's right.

As long as his father was here and not really dead, he would have to come and sleep.

Unless, he is dead.

Lin Mo ran a few laps and took a quick look. He saw all kinds of monsters, including men, women, young and old, with strange shapes, but he didn't find Doudou.

This made Lin Mo's heart sink.

Could it be that something unexpected happened to Doudou? Lin Mo rarely panicked, but at this moment, he admitted that he was a little panicked.

The confidence that I had built up in Doudou has now somewhat collapsed. Moreover, this kind of thing cannot be thought about. The more I think about it, the more scared I become. The most troublesome thing is that people can imagine some scenes in their minds.

At this moment, Lin Mo’s mind was filled with the various ways in which the cute purple-skinned Doudou died after encountering powerful enemies.

Later, he scared himself so much that his hands and feet became numb.

"No, I have to find Doudou. If Doudou really encounters an accident, no matter who did it, I have to kill it and avenge Doudou."

Lin Mo felt ruthless at this moment.

Because of his worry about Doudou, Lin Mo's mentality underwent a huge change in a short period of time.

Lin Mo was really angry at this moment.

What rules.

What taboos.

Get out of here, all of you.

At this moment, Lin Mo walked out with a knife in his hand. Aren’t there weird things and taboos? Come on, cut off these weird things and taboos first. No matter what, Doudou must be found back.

If he's alive, I want to see him. If he's dead, I want to see his body.

Lin Mo was furious and the nightmares along the way felt the violent anger from Lin Mo and were so scared that they all moved away.

The parasitic tiger bone sickle seemed to have sensed the murderous aura, and its eyes widened with excitement.

It seems that the more violent Lin Mo is, the more powerful this weapon will be.

At this time, the clock had already pointed to three o'clock.

In an instant, the atmosphere on the Silence changed.

A terrifying aura came from outside.

It seems like something is approaching here.

Lin Mo was almost at the door. He sensed the aura and looked outside with a frown.

At this moment, two hands grabbed Lin Mo, pulled him hard, and pushed him onto a nearby bed. The nightmare on the bed was so frightened that he quickly looked for another bed.

Lin Mo looked and saw two hands holding his own, one was Xiaoyu's and the other was Zhang Meng's.

Xiaoyu had already hidden herself back, and Zhang Meng hugged Lin Mo, pressed him down on the bed, and quickly closed her eyes.

Lin Mo didn't have time to feel the softness in his arms, as he heard footsteps coming from the door.

Something is coming in.

(End of this chapter)