Doomsday Begins with a Nightmare Chapter 820

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 one to run over and pass a note saying that she was a good audience member.

But she didn't speak, she just smiled, because she didn't have a mouth, so Lin Mo could only judge from the corners of the other side's slightly narrowed eyes that the other side was smiling.

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, and with a swish, the dark red curtain isolated the auditorium from the stage.

The stage without lights is pitch black at this moment.

Lin Mo knew there was no chance.

But it doesn't matter, twelve hours later, the Coliseum will perform the second half of this dance repertoire.

That's when the story ends.

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

Obviously they all regard Lin Mo as the backbone.

Lin Mo greeted them to leave.

When they got outside, the audience who had gone out before Wu Yangyang didn't know where they went. There were also some people in the rotunda outside, but they were all separated and guarded against each other.

Lin Mo counted the people on his side, not counting himself and Zhang Xu, there were five more nightmares.

No, there should be seven in total.

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

Zhang Xu's condition was better at this time. Lin Mo asked him if he could walk by himself. The latter nodded, but he still looked a little weak.

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

But as long as it is successful, it is equivalent to an additional master with internal energy empowerment.

Lin Mo suddenly thought of something at this time.

I was watching the show just now, but I didn't notice if Doudou came in.

On second thought, the large theater area is very large, with a large number of various ghosts, and it is normal for Doudou to be short and invisible.

Again, Lin Mo is very confident in Doudou.

However, Lin Mo already has a preliminary understanding of the Silent, so let's find Doudou first.

Then Lin Mo took out a piece of paper crane and wrote Doudou's name. When he wanted to breathe, he found that he was speechless.

A dozen grass and mud horses immediately ran through my heart.

"Bad dishes!"

Lin Mo sweated on his head.

There is a key point in his paper crane technique, that is, to activate the paper crane, he needs to take a breath.

As a result, he forgot about such an important thing.

It's not his fault, the step of blowing air was easy for him to ignore.

Things are not going well.

Taking a deep breath, since Zhihe can't be used now, he can only think of other ways.

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

I thought I would encounter a 'manager' like the lanky man I met at the beginning to ask for trouble, but I didn't encounter it at all.

Later, Lin Mo made some modifications to his previous inferences about Silent.

That lanky man may not be a 'manager', and the other party is just an ordinary passenger, just bullying the newcomer because of his strength.

As a result, the other party chose the wrong object and kicked the iron plate.

This reasoning is undoubtedly more reasonable.

The Silence was more 'free' than Lin Mo imagined. Anyway, he took Zhang Xu and the others to go wherever they wanted, and there was no one to stop them.

But some places are inaccessible.

Because the door can't be opened.

Zhang Xu was looking for someone from the very beginning. He was looking for his father and uncle. According to his thoughts, his father, uncle and cousin must also be on the Silent.

time flies.

At this time, Lin Mo heard a banging sound.

He looked at the sound and found that it was his own cardboard box.

Lin Mo was puzzled.

Doudou is no longer in the cardboard box, so who is making trouble in the cardboard box?

Out of curiosity, I walked over to check it, opened it and took a look inside. I saw a painting in the box, an arm was touching out, and then I saw a woman sticking out her head from the painting.

The other party was obviously a little confused.

Lin Mo was happy when he saw it.

He forgot Zhang Meng.

When he left the Green Garden Community before, Lin Mo passed the painting that Zhang Meng was hiding, but he didn't expect the other party to stay in it for so long.

Then Zhang Meng looked up in a confused state and saw Lin Mo.

She must have wanted to curse.

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

be honest.

This time, Lin Mo really thinks that this curse is quite good, at least he has blocked Zhang Meng's mouth now, otherwise he can imagine how the other party will breathe out the fragrance.

Lin Mo couldn't watch it either, so he hurriedly stepped forward to give Zhang Meng a hand and pulled Zhang Meng out of the box.

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

She is a smart girl.

At this moment, she probably knew what was going on.

At the moment, he jumped out of the box and grabbed Lin Mo's neck.

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

Lin Mo has a steel curse and a tyrannical physique, so he's really not afraid of her pinch.

When Zhang Meng was out of breath, the other party pointed to his bare mouth, and then pointed to the surroundings, which meant to ask where is this? What are you putting me here for?

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

"Zhang Meng, don't worry, we have something to say, this is the Silent."

Zhang Meng rolled her eyes when she saw this.

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

This does not need to be written, Lin Mo shook his head to indicate that we are okay, no grudges.

Zhang Meng continued to write: Then you are interested in me?

Inexplicably, Lin Mo took a pen and wrote: Why do you ask that?

Zhang Meng wrote: You didn't like me, so why did you pull it here? are you crazy.

Lin Mo resisted not to write that I was indeed sick, but waved his hand and wrote: Let's not talk about other things, okay, now I need your help.

Zhang Meng narrowed her eyes and did not write.

But Lin Mo could see that the other party meant to say, if you have something to say, hurry up and let your fart go.

Lin Mo wrote the general situation of Silent. Zhang Meng read it carefully, her brows furrowed, and she only looked around carefully at this time.

In the end, she looked up.

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

Lin Mo also walked over.

To be honest, Lin Mo's research on this oil painting is relatively shallow, and he only knows some simple knowledge. From his perspective, this oil painting is quite ordinary.

The lines are a bit random, and the smearing feeling of the oil is also a little bit west.

Anyway, he gave him what he wanted for nothing. If you spend money, you can talk to him.

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

After watching for a while, she found a new target and ran to another painting to stop and watch. At this moment, Zhang Meng's appearance was no longer as "hostile" as before. On the contrary, she was very excited now.

Lin Mo said in his heart, could it be that the paintings here are still masterpieces?

He didn't understand anyway.

As a result, Zhang Meng saw that an hour had passed.

Lin Mo couldn't help it. He went over to drag her, and Zhang Meng turned back and glared at him.

Write and ask: Sister, what are you doing?

Zhang Meng wrote back: These are famous paintings, legendary ones, you don't understand them, and they are all genuine.

Lin Mo rolled his eyes at the other party, thinking that the ghost was the real thing.

Can the paintings in the nightmare world be authentic?

But that can't be said.

If it is the projection of the real painting, or, if it is the painting of the nightmare, it can indeed be called the real one.

Lin Mo told Zhang Meng, now is not the time to study paintings, is there any way you can draw a passage, a passage that can leave from this boat.

Lin Mo is looking for a way out.

Why bring Zhang Meng here, just for this.

As a result, as soon as the idea was written, Zhang Meng shook her head and wrote such a paragraph.

"There are special restrictions here, involving very advanced theories. If you simply summarize it in one sentence, I can't do it."

Lin Moxin said that it would be easier if you just write that you can't do it.

However, the situation is not very good. Zhang Meng, who has been given high hopes, is completely useless at this time. Isn't it meaningless to bring her?

Zhang Meng ignored Lin Mo at the moment, and still ran around looking at the oil paintings on the wall.

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

No two paintings are completely equal. Zhang Meng was fascinated by what he saw, 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 at the end of a corridor. Zhang Meng glanced at it from a distance, and actually bypassed the painting.

Lin Mo was puzzled, so he chased after him and asked.

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

Lin Mo smiled and wrote: How terrible can it be?

Zhang Meng wrote: It shouldn't take much effort to kill you and me.

Lin Mo suddenly became serious.

He didn't think Zhang Meng was exaggerating.

Although this girl is out of tune on weekdays, she shouldn't joke about this kind of issue.

Lin Mo probed and looked at the oil painting carefully.

The main color of the oil painting is the gothic dark style, which is very dark, and uses some bright colors to outline the specific outline and content in the dark.

There was a person above, carrying a lantern, wearing a high hat, his face was wrapped in blood-stained white bandages, and he couldn't see his face at all. His bare hands were also wrapped in bandages, and he was wearing a black dress and boots.

In the background of the picture, if you look closely, you can find some strange monsters.

Zhang Meng wrote: This is the night watchman and the enforcer.

Law enforcers?

Lin Mo somehow remembered the terrifying gloom that walked in behind them when they were in the Grand Theater.

From this painting, Lin Mo felt the same breath.

Could it be that the gloomy thing that entered the Grand Theater at that time was painted on this thing?

There is such a possibility.

If so, then there must be a very powerful painter on this ship, maybe even more powerful than Zhang Meng, otherwise, where would there be so many weird oil paintings.

There is obviously more than one bizarre oil painting similar to the bandage night watchman.

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

However, on this oil painting, there is a graceful back.

The other party is dressed like a maid, but more high-end, wearing a nurse-like cap, but it is black, and the whole back reveals a strange beauty.

But more intense is the sense of danger.

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

Understood.

This one in the optimization may be scarier than the bandaged night watchman just now. It belongs to the big guy and can't be offended.

Then don't mess with it.

In other words, don't mess with it for the time being.

At this time, Zhang Meng wanted to continue to the upper floor, but at this time, many people poured into this cabin from all directions, as if they had made an appointment.

The sound of footsteps was rumbling, and there must be thousands of them.

Zhang Meng's feet softened when she saw this posture. How could she have seen this before? After all, she spent most of her time in the studio of Luyuan Community.

Of course, I'm not really afraid of these people, mainly because she is a house girl, and the society is afraid!

I feel uncomfortable when I go to a crowded place, my hands and feet feel weak, especially when I see so many unfamiliar faces.

At first, Lin Mo thought that these people were coming for him, but he soon discovered that these people ignored them at all, and ran over quickly to the front door.

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

Check the time.

Good guy, it's almost three o'clock if you don't pay attention.

According to the previous inference, there will be a major event every three hours on this ship, and everyone has to abide by it.

Twelve o'clock is to watch a musical, what are you doing at three o'clock?

Guess the answer is in the front door.

Without saying a word, Lin Mo pulled Zhang Meng, greeted Zhang Xu, and the others followed the crowd. Zhang Meng was obviously unhappy, but it would make her weak and unable to resist. As a result, Lin Mo was easily dragged into the house.

When I went in, I was shocked.

Hundreds of beds are neatly placed there.

Or the kind of bunk.

At this moment, the crowd has already started to scramble for beds.

Lin Mo looked at the hundreds of bunks and pondered.

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

Could it be that it's three o'clock and I have to go to bed?

It should look like it should be right now.

At this moment, many people have found Zhuangpu and climbed up motionless, as if they were brewing.

Lin Mo felt that this matter had to be done as the locals do, just like watching a musical in a big theater.

Soon, most people found beds.

At this time, Lin Mo found a problem.

The number of beds is obviously not enough.

Unless there are two people on some of the beds, it is impossible to want one person to one bed.

In the blink of an eye, the bed was full.

The passengers on the ship, whether they are ghosts or monsters, are familiar with each other. At this moment, it can only be two people sharing a bed, which is called a hot eye.

Looking at this situation, it is normal that there is no bed to lie on.

But Lin Mo knew the rules on the Silent.

If it is three o'clock and not in bed, the consequences must be very serious.

So Lin Mo casually found a bed on which Nightmare was lying and motioned for the other party to get up.

Nightmare on the bed stared fiercely, obviously not wanting to let go.

Lin Mo flashed the knife.

Then he waved a few times, which means to tell the other party that if you move away now, you can still grab someone else's bed. If you don't move away, there is only a dead end.

This nightmare rolled his eyes and understood the current situation.

There's absolutely no reason for this.

The other party is also a decisive master, and immediately got up and rushed towards the other bed-ridden nightmares.

Lin Mo followed suit and grabbed eight beds.

Everyone has one.

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

Looking at the clock, there are still a few minutes left.

Lin Mo glanced around at the moment.

He wanted to see if Doudou was here.

It stands to reason that as long as Doudou is on the boat, he must come to this place, because when the time comes, he must do the corresponding things. This is the law on the boat.

To violate is to violate the taboo.

Lin Mo already knew it before he left the game.

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

If something happened, Lin Mo would definitely regret it for the rest of his life.

While there were still a few minutes left, 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.

Right.

As long as his father is here, and he hasn't really died, he must come and sleep.

Unless, already dead.

Lin Mo ran a few laps and took a cursory look. He saw all kinds of monsters, men, women and children of all ages, but he couldn't find Doudou.

This made Lin Mo's heart sink.

Shouldn't it, what happened to Doudou?

Lin Mo is rarely flustered, but at this moment, he admits that he is a little flustered.

The confidence that I had built up in Doudou has collapsed a little now, and I can't think about this kind of thing.

At this moment, in Lin Mo's head, there are various forms of death of the lovely Zipi Doudou after encountering a powerful enemy.

Later, he made his hands and feet go numb.

"No, I have to get Doudou back. 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 the worry about Doudou, Lin Mo's mentality has undergone a huge change in a short period of time.

At this moment, Lin Mo was really angry.

what rules.

What a taboo.

It's all rough for the old man.

At this moment, Lin Mo walked out with the knife in his hand. Isn't it weird and taboo? Come on, cut down the weirdness and taboo first. No matter what, you have to get Doudou back.

Live to see people die to see corpses.

Under the rage, Lin Mo was anxious, and the nightmares along the road felt the tyrannical anger on Lin Mo, and were scared to move away.

The parasitized tiger bone sickle also seemed to feel this murderous aura, and its eyes widened, showing excitement.

It seems that the stronger Lin Mo's hostility is, the more powerful this weapon will be.

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

In an instant ~www.mtlnovel.com~ the atmosphere on the Silence changed.

The breath of terror was used from the outside.

Something seems to be approaching here.

Lin Mo was almost walking to the door. He felt this breath and frowned and looked outside.

At this moment, he grabbed Lin Mo with both hands, pulled him hard, and pushed him to a nearby bed. The nightmare on the bed was frightened and hurried to find another bed.

Lin Mo took a look and grabbed his two hands, one belonged to Xiao Yu and the other belonged to Zhang Meng.

Xiaoyu had already hidden, and Zhang Meng hugged Lin Mo, pressed him to the bed, and hurriedly closed his eyes.

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

Something has come in.

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