The greatest joy of playing games is to beat them quickly in a way that no one else can.
To achieve this, both talent and hard work are indispensable.
Lin Mo happens to be an intermediate to advanced player.
When it comes to the nightmare world, he is different from others. He takes it seriously but is also relaxed about it.
In addition, he has no fear at all, so he can often avoid many traps and observe details that others often overlook.
For example, before he entered Room 409, he had memorized the entire layout of the room.
Including the paintings placed or hung inside, and even the content of the paintings.
The paintings in room 409 are all very strange.
The first painting on the left wall describes a water ghost in a sea of blood.
Now that I think about it, what is described in the painting is very similar to what Lin Mo encountered.
Lin Mo naturally associated them together.
Besides, the possibility of finding the water ghost in this chaotic blood water is extremely small. It would be better to look for this painting, maybe there will be a turning point.
Right now, Lin Mo can only try his best to save the situation.
He grabbed hard and tore the painting he found.
In an instant, Lin Mo felt a suction force sucking him into the frame of the painting.
With a bang, Lin Mo fell to the ground.
Looking again, the room was still the same room, but the endless sea of blood was gone.
Lin Mo was breathing heavily, and while his mind was still a little clear, he reached out and forcefully pulled off the bone mask.
The bloodshot on the inside of the mask was stretched, giving a sense of lingering connection.
In an instant, the horrible negative emotions disappeared without a trace.
"I was almost controlled by this bone mask." Lin Mo muttered to himself.
This thing is indeed useful. Just now, when his ankle was grabbed by a water ghost in the sea of blood, Lin Mo was unable to break free with his own strength. In the end, he relied on the physical improvement brought by the white bone mask to break the water ghost's fingers and escape.
But at the same time, after putting on the bone mask, you will be surrounded by all kinds of negative emotions, which will erode your soul.
If it cannot be taken off in a short period of time, I am afraid that he will completely turn into a madman who only knows how to kill.
"So, as long as you control the time of use, this bone mask will become a very useful and valuable prop."
For the same thing, some people see risks; others see opportunities.
Regarding the bone mask, Lin Mo felt that there was still a lot to explore, but before that, he had to hurry and find the Split-Head Ghost.
Look at the painting of a bloody sea ghost on the wall.
The appearance has changed a bit from what I saw at the beginning.
The biggest change comes from the water ghosts in the sea of blood.
Before, this water ghost had a hint of mystery, weirdness and horror.
But at this moment, the other party looked a little angry, with a hint of resentment in its eyes. If you look closely, you can see that several fingers on its right hand are abnormally twisted.
"So, I just entered this painting, and there are more than one painting here." Lin Mo looked around the room. There were more than a dozen paintings hanging on the wall alone.
Some are placed on a single shelf, and some are placed on two shelves.
If every painting represents a horrific nightmare, then there are too many nightmares in this room.
What if they come in droves
This possibility exists.
Lin Mo felt that he had to do something.
After taking a look at the bloody sea ghost painting, Lin Mo reached out and tore the painting off the wall.
Then he took out a lighter and lit the painting directly.
The whole action was smooth and flowing, without any delay. Even if there was someone standing nearby, they would not be able to stop it in time and might not even react.
The fire suddenly started.
The painting began to shake, blood seeped out from the edge of the frame, and faintly, one could hear painful screams coming from the painting.
Logically speaking, blood is a liquid and is incompatible with fire.
But obviously, the flame emitted from Lin Mo's lighter was not ordinary fire.
There seemed to be a vicious curse in the flames.
Even though blood continued to flow out of the frame, the result was that instead of extinguishing the flames, it became fuel for the cursed flames, causing them to burn even more fiercely.
Lin Mo threw the painting on the ground. The next moment, the flames had engulfed the entire painting. The blood became fuel in the flames, and the drawing paper began to change color and burn.
It vibrates even more.
It was as if something was trying to crawl out from inside.
But in the end, the paper was burned to ashes, and whatever was inside was either burned to death or trapped inside forever.
Lin Mo has taken revenge.
And not overnight.
The remaining fire was still there and the thick smoke in the house had dissipated a lot, but the originally weird and terrifying atmosphere in the house had also changed at this time.
Lin Mo could feel it.
He even heard some whispers, but he couldn't make out what was said.
It seems like they are arguing.
Lin Mo was actually always on guard.
Just now, a painting almost made him capsize. There were so many horrible and weird paintings here. Some of them were ghostly areas like hell; some were portraits of deformed monsters; and some were full of poisonous insects and spiders, a bit like some Cthulhu-style evil gods.
Lin Mo even saw a separate wooden door.
The subject of this painting is a wooden door.
However, this wooden door not only looked old, but also had blood seeping from the cracks.
It's hard to imagine what's behind the door.
If each painting represents a nightmare, then the level of danger in this house is definitely the highest.
Just as Lin Mo was thinking about whether he should take the initiative and burn all the paintings in the room, the faint whispering in the room suddenly disappeared.
The next moment, Lin Mo heard a click.
Turning around, I saw that the door that had disappeared from the wall appeared again.
And the door was wide open.
Lin Mo stared at it for a moment.
"Does this mean that you want me to leave?"
He has finally tasted it.
The door of this house was indeed blocked by these ghost paintings. The purpose was to trap themselves in the house and let them bully them.
But things did not develop as these ghost paintings had imagined, so they decided to open the door they had hidden and let Lin Mo go back to where he came from.
Lin Mo didn't move.
He won't leave.
He hasn't found the Split-Head Ghost yet.
However, Guihua's show of weakness still gave Lin Mo a hint that the lighter he got was extremely useful.
It is no exaggeration to say that the lighter is his magic weapon and support to survive in this haunted house.
At this time, a breeze blew in from the window, and Lin Mo noticed that there was a bright light surging in the ashes on the ground.
This discovery made Lin Mo's heart move.
He immediately squatted down to check.
The ashes after the ghost painting was burned looked a bit strange. The sparks on it did not disappear, but instead were transmitted between the ash particles, as if they could reignite at any time.
Next to him was the brick that Lin Mo had brought with him. He picked up the brick and poked the ashes on the ground where sparks were flying.
Something happened that Lin Mo didn't expect.
The original ashes automatically climbed up the bricks like ants.