Chapter 629 There is a beautiful woman in the house [5000 monthly ticket]
In a quiet old house somewhere in a ghost town.
Old Sun lowered his head and stood in a narrow alley.
This alley is at best a corridor, only a little over one meter wide, with high walls on both sides, running from front to back for twenty meters, and at the end is a scarlet gate.
That door is not painted red.
But blood.
Blood beads were even slowly seeping out from the door panel, then flowing down the door panel and pooling on the ground.
Faintly, you can hear whispers from the corners on both sides.
The sound is intermittent.
In this narrow alley, besides the captured Lao Suntou, there were other ghosts.
He must have been arrested too.
They all stood in a row, shaking non-stop.
It's fear.
The atmosphere here frightened them. In addition, what frightened them was the tall ghost figures standing behind two rows of high walls.
The walls on both sides are two meters high, but these figures stand behind the wall, with their heads poking out, staring at the ghosts in the alley.
The whispers I heard before were caused by these tall ghost figures.
At this time, the blood door in front opened with a creak, and the ghosts in the alley trembled.
"Four in, four in quickly!"
The heads protruding from the corner said in unison at this time.
The few ghosts in front had no choice but to walk in fearfully and unwillingly.
The next moment, the bloody door closed and silence returned.
Old Suntou felt scared because it was too quiet inside, even if there were a few screams.
But there was no sound inside.
It's like a dead place.
This is already the second wave of ghosts that Lao Suntou has seen.
As for what you were going in for, those tall ghost figures on the wall also told you.
Tell a story to a young lady inside.
Lao Suntou thought it was a joke at first, but he realized that the other party might not be joking.
The ghosts on the walls also said that if the lady doesn't like the stories you tell, then she will trim you and plant them in the yard.
Old Suntou didn't know about others, but when he heard those ghosts say these words, he was already extremely frightened.
Because he looked up at the tall ghost figures outside the wall before.
What is connected under their necks is not a body, but a branch.
These heads all grow on trees.
Lao Suntou felt that if he cut off its head and stuck it on a branch, it would be more terrible than dying again.
At this time, a ghost in front of him turned his head secretly and called out softly to Lao Suntou.
"Do you know any interesting stories? Tell them to me."
The ghost's body remained motionless and his head twisted 180 degrees.
He also seems to be a ruthless character.
But in this place, you can only be honest.
Upon hearing what the other party said, Lao Suntou immediately became on guard.
"How do I know? I still want to ask you."
Lao Suntou is not stupid.
Going in later, whether it is good or bad, may all depend on the story told.
So even if there is a good story, it is impossible to share it.
At this moment, let's take care of ourselves.
The ghost in front showed a fierce look, and Old Sun Tou was not polite. He showed it bleeding from his seven orifices. It was more terrifying than scary. Old Sun Tou asked himself that he was not a bad person.
But obviously, neither the other party nor Lao Suntou himself dared to act wild in this place. It was bluffing at best.
There were some who acted wildly before, but they were picked off one by one by the people in the corner.
The outcome can be imagined.
The other party saw that Lao Suntou couldn't be stopped by bluffing, so he gave up.
"Don't worry, I'm just asking, forget it if you don't tell."
The other party took back his ghostly look and turned his head back again.
Lao Suntou also sneered and reached out to touch the blood on his face.
"I don't know what happened to Lao Lin!" Lao Suntou thought to himself at this time, because he knew that Lao Lin was also arrested.
By the way, it seems that Lao Lin's eldest nephew is also chasing him.
"That guy is awesome, but this place is even scarier. I'm afraid he won't be able to make any waves. Hey, this is fate. I'd better think of a good story. At this time, I can only take care of myself.
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Time passes in silence.
At this moment, the blood-red door in front opened again.
That sound was like hitting the mouths of those ghosts behind.
"Four in, four more in." The heads on the surrounding walls screamed.
This time it was Lao Suntou's turn.
He and the three fellow victims in front of him had no choice but to bravely walk in.
That feeling is scarier than entering the hell gate.
There is a big courtyard inside.
Looks very clean.
There are flowers, grass, pavilions, water, fish, and beauties!
I'm sitting in the pavilion in front.
Judging from his figure, he is definitely not bad.
However, none of the four ghosts who came in would pay attention to this. Everyone was looking at the surrounding plants.
Here comes the scary place.
Just say that there are flowers and plants on both sides, there are big flowers, which look delicate and blooming, but if you look closely, you will find that in the center of the flowers, there is a human face.
There are also human heads buried in the soil under the grass and trees.
Plants and trees grow out of the eye sockets, mouths and nostrils of these human heads. This is not the most scary thing. The most frightening thing is that the human heads below, which are covered with plants and trees, are actually still 'alive'.
In other words, these ghosts still maintain their original appearance. You can imagine how painful and uncomfortable it is to have grass growing in their mouths and noses and flowers growing in their eyes.
Just looking at it made the four ghosts who came in feel numb.
In the pavilion, the woman was pruning something. Look, what she was holding in her hand was one of the four ghosts who came in before.
The woman trimmed it and cut off the other person's nose.
The ghost was in great pain, but could not make a sound.
Next to it is a tongue.
Lao Suntou understood that his tongue had been pulled out.
This woman is quite cruel.
Anyway, Old Sun Tou was frightened, and the other three ghosts who came with him were probably the same. They were standing outside the pavilion, looking at the heads in the ground and the heads hanging on the trees. They were already at the point of collapse.
the edge of.
The woman in the pavilion turned her back to them, and waved to them without looking back.
Signal them to come in.
None of the four ghosts, including Lao Suntou, dared not to listen.
If you don't obey, you will end up being thrown into the ground, which is more terrifying than dying a hundred times.
As for resistance, the woman was held hostage or even killed.
This thought never occurred to me.
None of the four ghosts are stupid.
There is an extremely strange aura about this woman, mysterious and dangerous. In short, she cannot be beaten.
If you take action, the end may be even worse.
At this time, Lao Suntou looked at the pool next to the pavilion.
There seemed to be fish in it.
Look carefully.
There are fish, but there are also corpses of ghosts.
There are at least a dozen or even more in the entire pool.
The fish is a strange fish, not big in size, with scarlet scales, the largest is the size of a palm, and it shuttles among the many ghost corpses below to eat.
The problem is, those ghost corpses are still moving, showing painful expressions, and their fingers are twitching, as if they want to escape.
But to no avail.
It can only be eaten and eaten by those strange fish.
Lao Suntou had teased Lao Lin for peeing his pants before, but now, he wanted to pee too.
Pain and despair are not terrible.
The terrible thing is that the pain is always there, the despair is endless.
The four ghosts approached cautiously. The woman in the pavilion pointed to the four stone pillars there and motioned for them to sit down.
The four ghosts could only sit down.
Obviously, they do whatever the woman tells them to do, without any hesitation.
"You speak first!"
Suddenly, the woman's finger pointed at a ghost.
The ghost was a skinny middle-aged man. The latter shivered for a while, and it was obvious that he was extremely frightened.
It stammered, but because it was too scared, it didn't know what it said.
After only two sentences, the woman over there shook her head: "It doesn't sound good, and I can't understand it. You can go feed the fish in the water."
After saying that, he waved his hand.
The middle-aged ghost actually stood up on his own, staggered, and fell into the pool.
Is this the end?
The remaining three ghosts really wanted to get up and run away immediately.
But there is no escape from this place.
The most frightening thing is that the human heads in the ground, the human heads on the trees, and even the ghosts in the water seem to be looking at them, staring at them, hoping that they will suffer the same endless pain as themselves.
As the saying goes, we don’t all enjoy blessings, but we must all suffer hardships!
The woman's delicate fingers pointed at the second ghost.
This time, the second ghost became smarter and told a story honestly.
Mainly because the woman didn't say what she wanted to hear, so it was just a matter of luck.
This ghost is telling a joke.
Not to mention, it's quite funny.
The woman had no reaction after hearing this.
Then she came over and cut off the head of the joke teller.
At this moment, Lao Suntou saw the woman's appearance clearly. She was indeed very beautiful. The problem was that she was very ruthless. At this moment, she was grabbing the ghost's head and holding a small pair of scissors in her other hand.
Old Sun Tou could see clearly just now that the woman used small scissors to cut through the air, and the ghost's head came off.
Next, Lao Suntou and the remaining ghost watched as the woman trimmed the head in her hand, stuffed some seeds into her mouth, and buried it in the ground.
Only his face was shown.
I believe that soon, lush flowers and plants will grow in the eyes, nose and mouth of this face.
The woman held the scissors and tilted her head, looking at Lao Suntou and the other ghost.
These two people were scared to death.
I kept thinking in my mind that I should choose the one next to me instead of myself.
The woman began to order troops and generals.
Hit another ghost.
This ghost can only tell a scary story.
The funny thing just now was that someone tried it, but it didn’t work, so maybe this girl likes horror and excitement.
The story about this ghost is very scary and the process is very vivid.
The woman listened with great interest.
When the ghost saw that there was a door, he felt relieved.
Secretly, this woman actually likes horror stories.
But after he finished speaking, the woman came up and made him a part of the human body garden landscape.
The stone pillar under Lao Suntou's buttocks was already wet.
Urinary.
He suddenly realized something, this last one is not good either.
Seeing with my own eyes the fate of the first three, it was like a public execution. It had no other benefit except making myself more frightened and frightened.
It's not as refreshing as being the first one.
But even if there is still a glimmer of hope, Lao Suntou cannot give up.
"It's your turn." The woman's voice sounded nice, but to Old Suntou's ears, it was almost like the death charm of the King of Hell.
Old Suntou's brain is in a state of confusion now.
He couldn't remember more things at all, and he didn't know the story either.
Subconsciously, he told the story about playing mahjong in the communication room.
In fact, it was neither vivid nor detailed.
The woman's brows furrowed.
Old Suntou was really scared and trembled as he sped up.
At this time, he talked about Lao Lin's eldest nephew coming in.
"Old Lin is my friend. His eldest nephew is Lin Mo. After we came in, we played mahjong together. Lin Mo said it would be better to let that gambler win..."
At this time, the female ghost suddenly stretched out her hand to stop Lao Suntou from continuing to speak.
"Did you just talk about Lin Mo?"
Old Suntou was already frightened now.
The female ghost asked again before he responded and nodded.
"Yes, it's Lin Mo, my friend's eldest nephew."
After Lao Suntou finished speaking, he noticed that the female ghost had a strange expression.
He seemed to be stunned somewhere.
Frowning, as if remembering.
"Lin Mo, Lin Mo, this name is so familiar."
…
Ghost town alley.
Watching Lin Mo crushing the bones of the deserted dummy, Liu Sheng walked over from the back corner.
His attitude became more respectful.
In his eyes, Lin Mo is more terrifying than '軻'. There is no doubt about this. If he offends Lin Mo, there will definitely be no good results. That will be the fate of the dummy who was killed on the ground.
At this time, Liu Sheng was actually glad that he could be swallowed by that big tiger.
Otherwise, his current fate will be no better than that of the dummy just now.
Lin Mo called Liu Sheng over and asked him if he knew the person 'Lin Yuan'.
Liu Sheng nodded.
"I know, but I've never seen it."
Lin Mo asked again if the other party knew ‘Master Zhang’.
"Of course you know, Mr. Zhang is the chief official of the government and has always been responsible for the security of the ghost town, but he has not been out much in the past ten years."
After Liu Sheng finished speaking, he secretly glanced at Lin Mo.
He had also heard the conversation between Lin Mo and the dummy just now, and knew that the man in front of him looked exactly like Lin Yuan from the government. No wonder those ghosts knelt down when they saw this man.
Sure enough, he had admitted the wrong person.
Lin Mo asked some more questions about these two people, but Liu Sheng mostly heard from hearsay and couldn't tell what Lin Mo really cared about.
"Okay, you go back first." Lin Mo waved his hand.
Liu Sheng was stunned and asked where he was going.
Lin Mo touched the ghost ring on his little finger, and the little tiger appeared and swallowed Liu Sheng back in one gulp.
The ghost, of course, returns to the belly of the tiger.
Now that the uncle has been rescued and the corpse immortal has been killed, Lin Mo's main goal this time has been achieved.
To be honest, the whole process went very smoothly with almost no obstacles.
The key here is that the ghost town's ghost mistook himself for 'Lin Yuan'.
Now Lin Mo finally knew that 'he' was Lin Yuan.
But the question is, what is the connection between Lin Yuan and himself?
The other party is a big boss in the ghost town. Although I have never seen him, I can guess that he must be very powerful.
If it was Lin Yuan who helped him five years ago, then why did the other party do this?
Looking alike is definitely not the reason.
Lin Mo walked around in place, thinking about the cause and effect.
At this moment, Lin Mo thought of his mother's diary.
On the minibus, Lin Mo read part of the diary. In his mother's diary, there was a record of 'him'.
Judging from the tone and title in my mother’s diary, that ‘him’ is the same generation as me.
And my mother calls them ‘family’.
When reading the diary at that time, Lin Mo had a feeling.
Now after figuring out some things, that feeling is back and getting stronger.
"Let me go, could it be my brother? Elder brother? Or younger brother? Could it be that they are twins?"
Lin Mo felt that his speculation was well-founded and very likely.
But if this is the case, another problem arises.
How did my brother end up in this ghost town?
Lin Mo was a little anxious, he desperately wanted to find out the ins and outs of this matter.
He turned his head and glanced at Xiaohu.
This guy can't help.
After looking at Xiao Yu again, Lin Mo walked over and took out a pencil.
Xiaoyu also obediently reached out and held Lin Mo's hand.
"Xiaoyu, do you think that Lin Yuan is my brother?"
This is the question Lin Mo asked Xiaoyu.
In the past, it was normal for Xiaoyu not to be able to detect just a 'he' if he didn't know the name. After all, the scope was too wide.
Now that I know the name, it is very accurate.
Lin Mo hopes to get results.
The light rain is also very powerful.
She was silent for a while, then grabbed Lin Mo's hand and started to move it, and the pen tip made difficult marks on the paper.
It can be seen that even Xiaoyu, who has undergone three transformations now, is very difficult to write this answer. It feels like a mountain is pressing on his shoulders.
But no matter how difficult it was, I finally wrote this word.
"yes!"
This is the answer written by Xiaoyu.
After writing this word, Xiaoyu's eyelids began to twitch and she made a sleep gesture towards Lin Mo.
Before Lin Mo could say anything, Xiaoyu's figure flickered and disappeared.
It looks like it's back in the pencil.
There is no doubt that writing this answer is a huge burden for Xiaoyu, but fortunately, the result is achieved.
Since Xiaoyu wrote ‘yes’.
That must be it.
Lin Mo was rarely as excited as he was now.
That Lin Yuan is really his brother.
Whether he is an elder brother or a younger brother, it is of great significance to Lin Mo.
"No wonder, he wanted to help me five years ago, but why didn't he tell me, why didn't he come to see me?"
Lin Mo was a little confused.
At this time, he didn't care so much anymore. Now that he knew that Lin Yuan was his brother, Lin Mo decided to go see him immediately.
In all likelihood, the other party is in the government office.
Lin Mo took back Xiaohu's ring and walked towards the government office.
The government office was still gloomy, and at this time, there seemed to be another figure in front of the door.
This figure was talking to the ghost in front of the door.
After Lin Mo got closer, he heard the conversation between these two ghosts.
"Hurry up and inform Mr. Lin Yuan that something big happened in the Ghost Pavilion." The person who spoke was a paper man.
Lin Mo thought he had seen it wrong.
But soon I discovered that it was not the paper man who was actually speaking, but a human head held in the paper man's arms.
Lin Mo gives full marks to this look.
The feeling of terror was extreme.
The ghost at the gate of the government office didn't speak, and probably couldn't tell where to wave.
However, there were originally two ghosts, and only one remained.
I guess the other one went back to report.
After a while, a ghost wearing an official hat came out from inside.
The ghost's face was bloodless, as white as if it had been covered with a layer of flour.
"Master Lin Yuan is not here."
The head held by the paper man was anxious: "It's broken. It's urgent now. It's urgent. Find it quickly, or find Mr. Zhang..."
"Of course I know it's urgent, but it's useless to be anxious. Mr. Zhang has been sleeping for ten years and can't be woken up. Don't waste your efforts. We still have to find Mr. Lin Yuan, but he is really not here..."
Just as the white-faced ghost officer said this, he suddenly saw Lin Mo standing over there.
He was stunned for a moment, and then said happily: "Master Lin Yuan is back!"