The greatest pleasure in playing games is to clear levels quickly in a way that others cannot.
To do this, talent and hard work are indispensable.
Lin Mo happens to be a master in middle school.
Regarding the nightmare world, he is different from others in that he takes it seriously and is relaxed at the same time.
In addition, he has no fear at all, so he can often avoid many traps and observe details that others often overlook.
For example, before entering Room 409, he had memorized the entire layout of the room.
This includes the paintings placed or hanging inside, as well as the content on the paintings.
The paintings in room 409 are very strange.
The first painting on the left wall depicts a water ghost in a sea of blood.
Now that I think about it, what is described in the painting is very similar to what Lin Mo encountered.
Lin Mo naturally associated them together.
And now the possibility of finding the water ghost in this chaotic blood water is extremely slim. It is better to look for this painting, maybe there will be a turn for the better.
At the moment, Lin Mo can only act as a doctor for a dead horse.
He grabbed hard and scratched the painting he found.
In an instant, Lin Mo felt a suction force sucking him into the frame of the painting.
With a bang, Lin Mo fell to the ground.
Look again, the room is that room, but the endless sea of blood has disappeared.
Lin Mo gasped, and while his head still had a glimmer of clarity, he stretched out his hand and pulled off the bone mask with force.
The blood threads on the inside of the mask are stretched, giving the appearance of being disconnected.
In an instant, the horrible negative emotions disappeared without a trace.
"I was almost controlled by this bone mask." Lin Mo muttered to himself.
This thing is indeed useful. Just now, the water ghost in the sea of blood grabbed his ankle. Lin Mo couldn't break free with his own strength. In the end, he relied on the physical improvement brought by the white bone mask to break the water ghost's fingers and escape.
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But similarly, after wearing the bone mask, you will be wrapped in all kinds of negative emotions and corrode your soul.
If it cannot be taken off in a short period of time, I am afraid that it will completely turn into a madman who only knows how to kill.
"So, as long as the use time is controlled, this bone mask will become a very useful and valuable prop."
The same thing, some people see risks; some people see opportunities.
Regarding the Bone Mask, Lin Mo felt that there was still a lot to explore, but before that, he had to hurry up and find the Split-Head Ghost.
Look at the painting of blood and sea water ghosts on the wall.
The appearance has some changes from what I saw at first.
The biggest change comes from the water ghosts in the sea of blood.
Before, this water ghost had a hint of mystery, weirdness and terror.
But at this moment, the other party looked a little angry, with a touch of malice in his eyes. If you look carefully, you can see that several fingers on his right hand were twisted abnormally.
"So, I just entered this painting, and there are more than just this painting here." Lin Mo looked at the room, and there were more than a dozen paintings hanging on the wall alone.
There are ones placed on separate shelves, and there are also two.
If every painting represents a horrific nightmare, then there are a lot of nightmares in this room.
What if they swarm us?
This possibility exists.
Lin Mo felt that he had to do something.
After taking a look at the ghost painting of blood and sea water, Lin Mo stretched out his hand and pulled the painting off the wall.
Then he took out a lighter and lit it, directly lighting the painting on fire.
The whole movement was smooth and smooth, without any delay. Even if there was someone standing next to him, he would not have time to stop him or even react.
The fire suddenly started burning.
The painting began to shake, blood seeped out from the edges of the frame, and faintly, painful roars could be heard coming from the painting.
Logically speaking, blood is liquid and is incompatible with fire.
But obviously, the flame emitted from Lin Mo's lighter was no ordinary fire.
There seemed to be a vicious curse in the flames.
Even though blood kept pouring out of the frame, the result was that instead of extinguishing the flame, it became fuel for the cursed flame, burning even more fiercely.
Lin Mo threw the painting on the ground, and the next moment, the flames had swallowed up the entire painting. In the flames, blood became fuel, and the painting paper began to change color and burn.
It shook even more.
It seemed like something was trying to crawl out from inside.
But in the end, the drawing paper was burned to ashes, and whatever was inside was either burned to death or trapped inside forever.
This was Lin Mo's revenge.
And not overnight.
The embers of fire have not yet been extinguished, and the thick smoke in the house has dissipated a lot, but the originally weird and terrifying atmosphere in the house has also undergone some changes at this time.
Lin Mo could feel it.
He even heard some whispers, but he couldn't make out what was specifically said.
It seems like an argument.
Lin Mo had actually been on guard.
The painting just now almost capsized his boat. There are so many terrifying and weird paintings here. Some are paintings of hell-like ghost realms; some are portraits of deformed monsters; and
, full of poisonous insects and spiders, a bit like some kind of Cthulhu-style evil god.
Lin Mo even saw a separate wooden door.
The subject of this painting is a wooden door.
However, this wooden door not only looked old, but there was blood seeping out from the cracks in the door.
It's hard to imagine what's behind the door.
If each painting represents a nightmare, then the danger level of this house is definitely the highest.
Just when Lin Mo was thinking about whether he should strike first and burn all the paintings in the room, the faint whispers in the room suddenly disappeared.
The next moment, Lin Mo heard a click.
Turning around, he saw that the door that had disappeared from the wall had reappeared.
And the door is wide open.
Lin Mo stared blankly for a moment.
"Does this mean you want me to leave?"
He had finally tasted it.
As expected, the door of this house was blocked by these ghost paintings. The purpose was to trap him in the house and let them prey on him.
But the development of things did not go according to the ideas of these ghost paintings, so they decided to open the door hidden by them and let Lin Mo go back to where he came from.
Lin Mo didn't move.
He won't leave.
He hasn't found the Split-Headed Ghost yet.
However, Gui Hua's show of weakness still gave Lin Mo a hint that the lighter he got was of great use.
It is no exaggeration to say that the lighter is his magic weapon and support for settling down in this ghostly painting house.
At this time, a breeze blew from the window, and Lin Mo noticed a bright light surging in the ashes on the ground.
This discovery moved Lin Mo's heart.
He immediately knelt down to check.
The ashes after the ghost painting was burned were a bit strange. The sparks on it did not disappear. Instead, they were transmitted between the ashes particles and seemed to be able to rekindle at any time.
Next to it fell the bricks that Lin Mo had brought over. He picked up the bricks and punched the ashes from the sparks on the ground.
Something Lin Mo didn't expect happened.
The original ashes automatically climbed up the bricks like ants.