Lin Mo sat down in the car and asked the fat man to drive quickly.
On the way, I told the fat man that if he was unlucky this time, his life would be lost.
Fatty said are you kidding me?
Lin Mo didn't smile, and looked outside calmly without saying a word.
The fat man suddenly turned pale.
After figuring out what was going on, Fatty ran through seven red lights in a row and dragged Lin Mo back to Luyuan Community in fifteen minutes.
"By the way, my dad is back too. You should come and say hello too."
Lin Mo said to Fatty before falling asleep...
"Uncle is here too?"
The fat man's eyelids twitched. He had heard that Lin Mo's father died five or six years ago.
The dead come back?
Not to mention, it was quite scary when I first heard the news.
But then I thought about it, is there still a lack of ghosts in the nightmare world?
No wonder it’s strange.
When he actually met Father Lin, the fat man was extremely attentive.
When meeting the ‘residents’ of the community, they also give warm introductions.
At this time, the entire Green Garden community was alarmed.
"The district chief is back!"
"Not only the district chief, I heard that the district chief's father is also back."
"I heard that the district chief's father died several years ago, which is a bit scary."
"Are you sick? You haven't been dead for several years."
Men, women, old and young, all ran out at this time.
Especially the female nightmares in the community are the fastest.
Nie Hong is here, she seems to be dressed up; Mommy Dandan is also here, she seems to be wearing makeup; the most exaggerated thing is Sister Liren (the female nightmare of Qiandu Commercial Plaza cosmetics store), she is also wearing heavy makeup.
A female ghost next to her couldn't help but whispered: "Sister Liren, don't you see that you also have thoughts about the district chief?"
Beauty Geigei smiled: "Nonsense, but I know I can't compete with those little cowards, so I want to see if the district chief's father likes me like this."
When the ghosts nearby heard this, their eyes dropped to the ground. They were all in awe, saying that they were so clever, and they expressed their admiration.
Lin Mo didn't know about these messy things.
He let Fatty watch Xiaobai first, and he had already taken his father to Zhang Meng's studio.
The fat man looked at the fat white kid holding his hand, and then at the human head held in his arms. The fat man, who thought he was well-informed and would not be scared anymore, started to tremble again.
studio.
Lin Mo opened the door and looked at the paintings in the room, which seemed to be almost the same as before. It seemed that Zhang Meng was not engaged in creation during this period.
Could it be that the other party has always been in that painting?
The father who followed behind also lit up when he saw this house.
"Xiao Mo, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in your community."
One sentence shows that the owner of this house is extraordinary.
Zhang Meng is indeed extraordinary.
A standard otaku with a great personality; a painter with the terrifying ability to create the world with her pen.
After searching around, no one was found. Zhang Meng was indeed not in the house.
Lin Mo asked several ghosts in the paintings, and they said Zhang Meng was in the painting in the house.
When I went in and took a look, it turned out to be the "Lost City" one.
"Let's go in and find her."
The father also made a prompt decision. It was a matter of his son's life and death and he could not wait for a moment.
The two of them got into the painting.
There have been some changes in this painting world.
Before, it was at most a ‘lost city’, but now it’s more like a city that has experienced bombing.
There are ruins everywhere, and some tall buildings have collapsed.
At this time, there was a vibration on the ground, making a roaring sound.
The shaky building not far away finally collapsed at this moment.
Clearly, this place is unstable.
Lin Mo didn't know where Zhang Meng was, but he felt that it must be related to the other party.
At this time, in a dark corner nearby, a figure flashed past.
Dad chased after me directly. It felt a bit like a cheetah hunting. Dad relied on real hard power.
After a while, he came back carrying a humanoid monster.
The monster was strangled by the neck and kept struggling, but it was obvious that it couldn't make waves in Dad's hands.
"This thing has the smell of a curse. It should be the seven lives you mentioned." Dad smelled it and distinguished the smell of the curse.
Dad owned the yellow paper earlier than Lin Mo and collected curses earlier.
Therefore, his understanding and research on curses is deeper than Lin Mo's.
Dad is an expert at identifying curse smells.
After finishing the work, my father took out a stick of incense stick that was only three inches long from his arms, blew it gently, and lit it.
The next moment, like a magic trick, the stick of incense was stuffed into the head of the corpse monster.
It feels as easy as stuffing a coin into plasticine.
After stuffing it in, Dad let go of the corpse monster.
The corpse monster slowly blew out a stream of faint white smoke from its nostrils, and followed the father obediently.
"This is our Lin family's Gui Nuxiang. Don't you know how to make it?" Dad asked.
Lin Mo nodded sheepishly.
"Hey, you should study more about our Lao Lin family's abilities."
Lin Mo believed this deeply.
If he could prepare more 'Demon Manifestation Soup', then this battle with Yuan Xiuqing might have a different ending.
But there is no use regretting this kind of thing, the only thing you can do is learn a lesson.
Lin Mo had thought about it, and once the matter of the immortal curse was resolved, he would definitely spend time studying the Lin family's abilities, and then prepare enough magic manifesting soup.
In this way, if you encounter something tough, just drink it in one gulp, roll up your sleeves and do it.
If people stand in the way of the Buddha, they will kill the Buddha.
Very awesome!
Dad asked the corpse monster controlled by Guinuxiang to clear the way in front, and the two of them quickly headed towards the place where the curse was the strongest.
On the way, my dad told me that the burning time of Guinu Xiang is also different due to the different craftsmanship.
And this burning time determines the time of the controlled ghost.
"The first thing I made can only last for one minute. If you just start, you may not be able to last for one minute. But remember, this skill requires long-term practice. I can do it for ten minutes now. Dad hopes
If you can surpass me, you will be better than the old." When my father mentioned this, he was quite proud and proud, and his words had a teaching meaning.
Lin Mo showed his father the art of making paper figures.
Dad was silent.
Then he kept urging Lin Mo to run faster.
"You kid, run faster, haven't you eaten yet?"
Ahead is the center of this 'lost city'.
There is a tall building here.
Lin Mo had seen it before, and the source of the curse was most likely inside.
Interestingly, most of the buildings in the city were damaged or collapsed completely, but this high-rise building remained intact.
The seven-life zombie monsters that once gathered here are also gone.
At this moment, footsteps came from ahead.
A skinny man with a face like a skeleton ran towards this side.
This man is dangerous.
There was an incredible malice about him.
Seeing Lin Mo and his father, the man took out something and drew it this way.
A wave of danger came over me.
Dad stretched out his hand and threw the zombie monster he controlled next to him in front of him.
The next moment, the corpse monster split into two.
Even Lin Mo didn't see clearly what slashed the corpse monster.
When the skinny and malicious person opposite was about to strike a second time, my father came behind him at some unknown time and slapped him with a strong wind.
The man was knocked to the ground directly.
My foot twitched and stopped moving.
Dead!
A man from behind slowly walked over, looked at the body on the ground, then looked at Lin Mo, and asked Lin Mo: "District Chief, who is this old man? He is so fierce?"