The gate was not locked.
The walls and yard are dilapidated, and this gate is just a decoration.
As I entered the yard, a chill hit me in the face.
There's no way. If nothing unexpected happens, there's no living person in this yard except Lin Mo, so it's definitely not warm.
There was a paper man in front, looking at Lin Mo with strange eyes. The latter ignored him and walked around him and got close to the human head brother.
This guy held his head with a ferocious expression and looked at Lin Mo with slanted eyes.
Like winking.
Lin Mo shook his head.
I have good fighting ability, but I am too impulsive, rushing around like a fool. Now it is obvious that I have been restrained by someone, and I don’t know why.
But this did serve as a reminder to Lin Mo.
The old man squatting over there is definitely not a good person.
Generally speaking, when encountering such a situation, Lin Mo always takes the initiative and suppresses the opponent first, regardless of anything else.
"Xiaoyu!"
Lin Mo called out softly.
This old man is very strange. He can easily subdue such a powerful little brother. If Lin Mo wants to fight, he must go all out and will not hold back, let alone underestimate the enemy.
Xiaoyu appeared in an instant, her black skirt swaying, and the chain rushed over like a snake.
At the same time, Lin Mo put on a bone mask.
He threw the brick over.
"fire?"
The old man over there screamed and quickly dodged.
You have to hide.
The brick is like a fireball, coming straight at you. Who can withstand this
A wreath was knocked to the ground by a brick and flames immediately jumped out.
The old man didn't care about being angry. He moved very quickly, jumped up from the other side, and threw something at Lin Mo.
It's a paper figure.
There were hundreds of human figures cut out of white paper, falling down like flowers from heaven.
At this moment, Lin Mo's heart was pounding.
These paper figures are definitely not that simple, so it’s best not to touch any of them.
But the yard was so small, and the number of paper people scattered by the old man was too many, there was no place to hide, and no way to avoid them.
Then there's no need to hide or avoid it.
Lin Mo reacted very quickly. If he just dodged, he would definitely miss the opportunity.
Now it depends on who is faster.
Lin Mo unfolded his sickle and rushed forward as well. In this way, Xiaoyu was in front and he was behind, attacking the old man from both sides.
As for what would happen if the paper man fell on him, Lin Mo didn't care.
Just as he said, at this time it’s a competition of who can seize the initiative.
No matter how fast Lin Mo was, he still ran into a few paper figures.
The moment one of the paper figures touched Lin Mo, it immediately seemed to come alive, moving its hands and feet, then landing on the ground and running towards the old man.
Lin Mo didn't see it.
I really can't take care of it.
The old man was quite powerful. He was holding a pipe in his hand and actually used offense instead of defense, forcing Xiaoyu to repel an attack. However, when Lin Mo came over, it was two against one and the old man could not hold on.
He was so busy blocking Lin Mo's knife attack that he left an open hole behind him and was pierced through the shoulder by Xiaoyu's chain. Then the chain wrapped around him like a python, trapping the old man tightly.
"Wait, you're alive?"
The old man spoke at this time.
Lin Mo did not let Xiao Yu kill him. After making sure that he had the old man under control, he immediately put the knife to the old man's neck and said, "Tell me, what happened to those paper figures just now?"
This time Lin Mo took the initiative, but those paper figures were too weird. Lin Mo always felt something was wrong, so he had to figure out the situation as soon as possible.
"I'll ask you later. Put out the fire first, otherwise the yard will be burned down." The old man saw the flames burning more and more vigorously and shouted hurriedly.
Lin Mo didn't refuse.
He also didn't want to start another fire.
Fortunately, only two wreaths were burned and the house did not catch fire. Lin Mo took some effort to put out the fire.
Lin Mo came over, squatted on the ground, and looked at the old man closely. He was obviously old, and he worked outdoors for a long time. His face was full of wrinkles, he had a little gray beard, and his eyes were shining.
The old man was also looking at Lin Mo.
His nose twitched as if he was smelling something.
"He is really a living person. You can control ghosts. Could you be a fellow ghost?" Lin Mo didn't quite understand what the old man said.
But there is no doubt that this old man is a nightmare. His situation is very similar to Zhou Li's. He also retains human memory and thinking ability. He is easier to deal with than those nightmares who are full of resentment and hatred.
Lin Mo didn't say anything, but went to take a look at the room behind the old man.
"Don't look, I'm the only one here." The old man saw Lin Mo's purpose and said something.
Lin Mo walked back, this time he had taken off his mask.
"You haven't answered my question yet."
Lin Mo stared at the old man.
The old man reacted and said, "I, Wang, have been doing funerals all my life, so I naturally know a few methods passed down by my ancestors to avoid misfortune and seek good fortune. Paper figurines are just one of them, and they are all more symbolic than practical. But I didn't expect that a few years after my death, I would suddenly wake up here in a daze. The skill I used to make paper figurines has also gained some magical powers."
Lin Mo thought to himself, he is indeed a dead man.
A few years after his death, he suddenly woke up.
Isn't this just the same as light rain
In other words, this old man became a nightmare out of the fear of others.
After another conversation, Lin Mo roughly understood.
This old man Wang had been handling funerals for people in the village. Naturally, some superstitious people thought that Old Man Wang, who dealt with the dead all the time, was evil and unclean. Some people even used Old Man Wang to scare children.
As a result, Old Man Wang actually became the embodiment of fear for some people.
Coincidentally, this place became a polluted area, affecting several families, and Old Man Wang turned into a nightmare in the fear of some people. However, Old Man Wang died peacefully, without any obsession or resentment, and even if he became a nightmare, he had no ill intentions towards the living.
But most nightmares have some abilities.
His ability is the craft passed down from his ancestors.
Make paper figures, wreaths, ghost money and so on.
His paper figurine has a special ability: once it touches someone, whether it is a living person or a nightmare, the person's name will appear on the paper figurine.
Whatever you do to the paper figure can be blessed upon the other person.
This ability is quite special.
In the yard, the headless brother couldn't move because Old Man Wang had been holding the paper man of the headless brother in his hand, which was equivalent to restricting the other party's ability to move.
No wonder I can’t move.
"Then its head..."
"I cut it out too, but it was a paper man's head." Old Man Wang looked at a pair of scissors on the ground next to him.
Lin Mo also looked over.
These scissors are not ordinary.
It's an old item, I don't know how long it has been used, but don't be fooled by its old appearance, it is very sharp.
There is a black aura lingering above.
At this time, Lin Mo saw something move over there. He turned his head and saw a paper man hiding behind a wreath.
Old Man Wang also saw it. He blew a whistle and the little paper man ran out by himself.
"If you had been slower just now, I would have caught your paper figurine. Now I would be the one asking you, not you asking me." Old Man Wang said.
Lin Mo was naturally shocked when he looked at the lifelike paper figure that could move on its own.
Looking more closely, he saw his name clearly written on the paper figure.
Obviously, this paper man was the first one to touch him.
Lin Mo walked over at this time, reached out and picked up the little paper figure with his name on it.
It's a hassle to keep this little thing. If someone else gets it, it would be like your life is in someone else's hands.
Must be removed.
Wait a moment!
Lin Mo reacted and realized that if the paper figure was destroyed, wouldn’t he be in trouble too