As soon as he finished asking, Lin Mo reacted and opened his eyes suddenly.
The blurred vision caused by the burning curse just now gradually recovered, and Lin Mo could see clearly what was in front of him.
The first thing I saw was a man in security uniform.
The security guard had his back turned to him at the moment and was talking to someone.
The person the security guard was talking to was a coffin-carrying man with a murderous look on his face, wrapped in malice and hatred.
At this moment, the man carrying the coffin only had madness and murderous intent in his eyes.
Logically speaking, the nightmare in this situation should be out of control, but the coffin bearer actually maintained a trace of reason and argued with the security guard.
Lin Mo came back to his senses completely at this time.
He first looked at his hands, where the kerosene had been soaked.
At this moment, nothing unusual could be seen, as if the magma-like fire oil seeping in before was an illusion.
Is it really an illusion?
Lin Mo shook his head.
Ever since he got the 'ghost eye' curse, any illusion or ghost-covering eyes no longer works for him. He has long been immune to this.
Moreover, Lin Mo had never experienced that kind of pain and burning before, it was too real.
It's just true.
If you look closely, the blood vessels under the skin look like they are burning with fire.
Lin Mo knew that he must have been contaminated by the 'burning' curse just now. After all, he directly touched the cursed object, but he did not die.
The problem lies in what I just drank.
He looked down and saw some black blood around him, as well as many burned holes. There was also black blood and some broken limbs inside.
The dark version disappears every day.
In the distance, Xiaodong, Sister Li Gui, the bald murderer and the belly-headed man stood motionless, with their heads lowered, as if they were controlled by something and lost consciousness.
The scene was very strange.
All you could hear was the angry roar of the coffin bearer.
"He must die...he killed my Tiantian, get out of my way...this matter has nothing to do with you."
This was obviously meant for the security guard.
The security guard shook his head and said: "The dead one is just a dark clone that represents negative emotions. It's not like he has never died before. Why are you anxious? You know it very well. You are still in the house every day and you are well protected.
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"I don't care, this matter has nothing to do with you, get out of the way..."
The man carrying the coffin was filled with black energy, and his aura was several times stronger than when Lin Mo saw him for the first time.
"I'll get out of the way, okay, but if you dare to touch him, try it." The security guard's voice was a little colder, and he actually stepped aside to get out of the way: "Your son is a son, but my son is not a son? What a joke, and
I've told you before that the man just now is not your son, why can't you understand that your real son is still in cabin 133."
The two people talking here didn't know that Lin Mo behind him was already stupid.
He stared blankly at the man in security uniform.
The other person was leaning sideways at the moment. He looked to be in his fifties, slightly hunched over, and his hair on the temples was already a little gray due to hard work.
But Lin Mo will never forget that look.
Lin Mo remembered clearly that the last time he saw him was in the cold funeral parlor. Everything that happened that night five years ago was still vivid in Lin Mo's mind.
Once upon a time, Lin Mo thought that he would never be able to see this person again.
Later, the nightmare world invaded, and Lin Mo saw a glimmer of hope in nightmares such as Xiao Yu, Yue Jie, and even Xi Wenjun.
But he didn't dare to hope.
Until a few days ago, he saw each other on the Ligui bus.
"dad?"
Lin Mo finally couldn't help it and shouted.
As a result, this old man in security uniform came over and hit Lin Mo on the forehead.
"I gave you signs at that time, telling you not to follow me. Why didn't you understand? Who asked you to come? You haven't listened to me since you were a child, and you still don't listen now. Just wait and see how I deal with it later.
you."
The old security guard beat and scolded me.
Lin Mo held his head and bent over, and defended: "Do you blame me? I was obedient at the time and didn't get in the car. Later I came to wander around when I had nothing to do, and I met that car again. I didn't think so at the time.
What went up was a zombie wearing a shroud chasing after me. I couldn’t help it. Dad, it’s really not my fault.”
Here comes the familiar stick education.
Lin Mo missed not being beaten in the past few years and thought he would never experience it again.
As a result, we reunited today after a long absence, and it still tastes and feels the same.
"The one wearing the shroud...could it be him..." The old security guard thought for a moment, and did not continue to beat his son. Instead, he grabbed Lin Mo's collar and said, "Go and admit your mistake to your Uncle Wang."
"Who is Uncle Wang?" Lin Mo didn't react for a moment.
The old security guard pointed at the coffin-carrying man over there who was covered in black gas, which meant that you were blind.
Without saying anything, Lin Mo went over and bowed: "Uncle Wang, I'm sorry!"
After apologizing, Lin Mo turned around and asked softly: "Dad, where did I go wrong?"
"Have you forgotten what happened just now?" The old security guard was furious.
"What happened just now?" Lin Mo really didn't remember. He just remembered that he was in pain from being burned and his mind was filled with mush. Besides, he couldn't see at that time.
Seeing that Lin Mo really didn't know, the old security man whispered: "You beat his son to death, but fortunately, that was not his real son, there is still room for trouble. Don't be nervous, don't say you just beat one to death.
If you are a fake, even if you beat a real one to death, with you and me here, I will not let you lose a single hair."
"It seems that you are really my father!" Lin Mo muttered.
"Are you still suspicious just now?" The old security man was about to take action again: "Who else will wipe your ass except me? Only your father will wipe your ass."
"Then, dad, why are you in the junk alley, and why did you become a security guard?" Lin Mo asked the doubts in his heart.
"What's that look like? I'm the security captain. Didn't you see the captain's armband?" Lin's father showed the red armband on his arm. Lin Mo looked at it and saw that it really said: Security Captain, four words.
The security captain, isn't that the nightmare Xu Yang said? He is the defender of order and rules in the junk alley, and his strength is extremely terrifying.
It turns out that he is actually his father.
Happiness comes too suddenly.
Sometimes, admitting your mistake just gives the other party a step down, and this is the case right now.
The murderous intent of the coffin-carrying man opposite him weakened.
Of course, the main reason is that the other party also knows that he cannot kill Lin Mo with the security captain present.
In addition, reason also prevailed at this time.
Originally, the coffin-carrying man had a good impression of Lin Mo, and he didn't necessarily want to be hostile to Lin Mo. After all, Lin Mo had helped him before. The main reason was that Lin Mo just killed the dark version of Tiantian when he lost control after being cursed.
, this made the coffin bearer lose control.
Lin Mo also confirmed his initial speculation at this time.
The coffin bearer is related to Tiantian in wooden house No. 133.
It is very likely that he is the ‘dad’ that Tiantian calls him.
The problem is that Lin Mo remembers very clearly that when Lin Mo asked about Tiantian's father, the coffin bearer used a tone of extreme hatred and disgust, as if he wanted to skin and dismantle Tiantian's father.