Chapter five hundred and seventy third things are not so simple
Lin Mo thought he had seen it wrong.
He rubbed his eyes and looked again...
The mirror is every day.
When Lin Mo stretched out his hand, Tiantian in the mirror also stretched out his hand; when he opened his mouth, Tiantian also opened his mouth.
"No wonder I feel like I'm getting shorter. So it's me who has become Tiantian?"
This is the first time Lin Mo has encountered this situation.
At this time, Lin Mo heard someone opening the door.
He turned to look over.
A middle-aged woman wearing very simple clothes walked in.
The other person looked to be in his forties, with cheap makeup on his face, and his makeup skills were really bad. From Yi Linmo's perspective, it was better not to wear makeup at all. His hair was permed ridiculously, like a yellow-feathered peacock.
There is a jade bracelet on the rough hand. Judging from the average texture, it cannot be ruled out that it is made of plastic.
Lin Mo looked at the other party, and the middle-aged woman also looked at Lin Mo.
"Tiantian, you're awake."
Lin Mo said nothing.
He looked in the mirror again.
The person I am now is indeed the same as I am every day.
There are no bricks, hammers and sickles, no curses, and no powers that belong to one's own adult body.
Lin Mo clenched his fists.
Can't feel any power.
"Does this mean that I am just a five-year-old kid now?"
A middle-aged woman came over at this time.
"Tiantian, why are you mumbling alone?"
Lin Mo shook his head.
Although he became Tiantian and lost almost all his abilities, there was only one ability that he did not lose.
Mental strength.
Lin Mo can also use his mental power, but what he is good at with his mental power is not attacking or creating items and environments, but exploration.
It may not seem like much, but this kind of perception also has benefits.
For example, he could easily use his mental power to detect that the middle-aged woman who entered the house was not a human being.
Not only is he not a human being, he is not even a ghost.
There was no mental fluctuation on the other side.
Logically speaking, it is something that does not exist.
But the other party can clearly see, speak, and interact with each other.
This is very strange.
Lin Mo stared at the other person for a few times.
"Tiantian, are you uncomfortable? Oh, it's so pitiful to be alone at such a young age. Do you miss your father? Auntie told you, your father asked me to help take care of you for a while, and he will
Just come back."
After saying that, he went to pour water on his own.
She took a sip herself first, and then poured a glass from an old children's cup.
"Tiantian, drink more water. Play with your toys for a while. It's not time to eat yet. If you are hungry later, Auntie will get you something to eat."
As he said that, he put the water glass on the table.
After that, the middle-aged woman went out, and Lin Mo heard a click.
The other party locked the door from the outside.
Lin Mo walked over and looked out through the crack in the door. He could see the middle-aged woman entering the room next door.
Outside, there are narrow alleys, crowded, and all kinds of old items are piled up in the corners of the alleys. In some places, there is not even a place to stay.
I also saw many small signboards hanging on the facades of the houses on both sides of the alley, and some even didn’t have any signboards.
Old furniture, old appliances, bicycles and electric scooters, it feels like there is everything here.
Lin Mo immediately thought of a possibility.
"This is...the real secondhand alley, the place where Tian Tian's memory is vivid."
Lin Mo suddenly figured out a lot of things.
You can see people walking around outside.
Just like the middle-aged woman, she doesn't have any mental fluctuations. She is neither a human nor a ghost.
"I understand, this is Tiantian's memory, the scene in his memory."
Lin Mo reacted immediately.
Whether it is a middle-aged woman or a pedestrian outside, they are all memories, so they are neither people nor ghosts. They are just like the words in the diary, the songs on the tape, and the movies on the hard drive.
Just an image.
"But how did I enter Tiantian's memory, and why did I become like Tiantian?"
Lin Mo was thinking about something when suddenly, shouting came from outside.
It became chaotic.
This time Lin Mo ran to the window and looked out.
People outside panicked and fled, and a house not far away was already on fire.
The flames quickly shot up to four or five meters high.
"Fire?"
Lin Mo was stunned.
All the people outside suddenly ran away, and Lin Mo also saw the frightened middle-aged woman stumbling out of the second-hand shop, holding something in her hand.
At this time, she saw Lin Mo (Tiantian) at the window.
The two looked at each other, and then the middle-aged woman reacted and hurriedly got the key to open the door.
But she forgot that the key was in her house.
And the flames have swept over.
Strictly speaking, if she had taken some precautions, she would have had time to get the key and open the door, but if she hesitated a little, she would have missed the opportunity.
The woman looked guiltily at Lin Mo (Tiantian) behind the bars and ran away.
The fire came quickly, and Lin Mo retreated. His survival instinct made him look for a way out, but the only exit here was locked from the outside, and it was impossible for a five-year-old child to push it open.
The windows are also equipped with anti-theft nets, making it impossible to get out.
The fire burned very quickly.
It had already infiltrated into the room. In fact, before even seeing the fire, a large amount of toxic smoke had poured in, and Lin Mo was suffocated to death.
In this situation, Lin Mo had no tricks at all.
Opening his eyes again, Lin Mo found that the surrounding environment was still the same as before. He was sitting on the small bed. He could see the scenery outside the window. It was cloudy and dark outside, and he could hear all kinds of noisy sounds.
When Lin Mo saw all this, he was stunned for three seconds and immediately got out of bed and looked in the mirror.
As expected, it still looks like Tiantian in the mirror.
"What's going on? Death loop?"
Lin Mo was really killed by the thick smoke just now. He thought of a way at that time, but a 5-year-old child was too weak and no one paid attention to his shouts.
It's just like waiting to die without any other options.
"Unsurprisingly, this is the memory of the day Tiantian died. That is to say, after the fire broke out, Tiantian was locked in the house by the neighbor's aunt, and was smoked to death."
Lin Mo didn't have time to sigh now.
Because he is Tiantian now.
Although the situation was very strange, Lin Mo had to find a way to solve it.
He returned to more than ten minutes ago, and it seemed that he would experience what he had just experienced and be smoked to death again.
no.
Definitely not.
Lin Mo wasn't stupid either. This time he waited until the neighbor's aunt came in, so he could try to persuade her to take him away.
Otherwise, you can run out by yourself.
Anyway, as long as you leave this house, you will be safe.
You can run around as much as you want outside.
Sure enough, a few minutes later, the neighbor's aunt came in just like last time, still dressed in the same tacky style.
"Tiantian, you're awake."
Lin Mo immediately stepped forward: "Auntie, take me away quickly, this place will be on fire in a moment."
The neighbor's aunt was obviously stunned.
She knelt down and patted Lin Mo's head.
"Tiantian, are you uncomfortable? Oh, it's so pitiful to be alone at such a young age. Do you miss your father? Auntie told you, your father asked me to help take care of you for a while, and he will
Just come back."
Let me go, am I uncomfortable?
"Auntie, it's going to catch on fire, hurry up."
"Tiantian, don't make trouble. Come, Auntie will pour you some water."
When Lin Mo saw this posture, he thought, "Master, I don't expect you. I should just run away by myself."
As a result, before I could run out, I was hugged back by my tall and round aunt.
No matter how Lin Mo explained it, it was useless.
In the end, the neighbor's aunt locked the door and left, leaving Lin Mo alone in the house.
The fire started again.
As expected, Lin Mo was smoked to death again.
Opening his eyes again and sitting on the small bed, Lin Mo muttered: "Do you want me to experience the pain and despair when he died every day? I feel that things are not that simple."
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