Lin Mo asked, but this time, Xiaoyu didn't respond.
Usually when this happens, it means that even Xiao Yu doesn’t know the cause.
In other words, her current ability is not enough to detect the situation in that room.
After playing the hide-and-seek game so far, Lin Mo has successfully broken the mentality of the Split-Head Ghost, and further forced the opponent out of the territory of the Five, Six, and Seven levels that originally belonged to the Split-Head Ghost.
In order to prevent Lin Mo from finding it, Split-Head Ghost ventured into the territory of other nightmares. For this reason, Split-Head Ghost is a real "hardcore player".
No need to ask, the Split-Headed Ghost is definitely still in room 409.
This is Lin Mo's preliminary judgment.
Lin Mo didn't look for it immediately this time, but went straight to the seventh floor.
He has to go get some things first.
After playing more than a dozen games of hide-and-seek with the Split-Head Ghost in this three-story space, Lin Mo had already figured out the layout here. He had also been to most of the rooms.
The nightmares that originally existed in the three levels of 5, 6 and 7 were all killed by the Split-Headed Ghost.
The death conditions of the victims were the same. The bodies were torn into pieces and the flesh was bloody. The violence index of the Split-Headed Ghost was the highest among all the nightmares seen so far.
Lin Mo collected some broken limbs in the corridor and several rooms.
After arranging these bloody limbs, Lin Mo picked up a human head with a bone mask and looked at it carefully.
This should be a murderous nightmare formed by someone's fear.
A standard villain look.
Strong, wearing a penetrating bone mask.
Not surprisingly, when this monster was alive, it should have been armed with some kind of murderous weapon and enjoyed hunting living people.
But now there is only one head left.
It was said to be a mask, but in fact, after careful observation, Lin Mo discovered that the mask was completely grown on the other person's face, like an organ.
"It is indeed a monster."
Lin Mo stretched out his hand, grabbed the edge of the bone mask, and pulled it down hard.
Surprisingly, it actually came off.
A scoff.
It felt like opening a crab shell. There were many blood-colored silk threads connecting the inside of the white bone mask, and a putrid smell hit your face.
Lin Mo glanced at the bloody head, threw it aside, and started looking at it with the bone mask.
There is murderous intent and ominousness in it.
Causes extreme discomfort.
But this is exactly what Lin Mo needs.
Survival is the primary problem faced by ordinary people in the nightmare world.
Lin Mo himself also experienced many hardships, and with a little bit of luck, he gradually mastered some survival skills.
But for others, if they cannot obtain shelter from a nightmare in a short time, every minute and every second in this world will be extremely dangerous.
It is a fact that ordinary people who enter the nightmare world are at the bottom of the pyramid and are the priority targets of other nightmares.
So how to change this situation?
In Lin Mo's opinion, it is simple, that is, changing his identity.
Let other nightmares treat you as a kindred spirit, or at least make yourself look like you are not 'easy to mess with'.
In this way, some low-level nightmares may not dare to take action, which increases the chance of survival.
Of course, encountering someone like the Split-Headed Ghost who slaughters his own kind without any scruples is a special case.
Next, Lin Mo collected two bone masks with flesh and blood still attached to them. He originally wanted to find some blood-stained clothes, but they were all torn and shredded, making them impossible to wear.
Holding two bone masks, Lin Mo returned to the sixth floor and entered the old house where Maomao appeared.
Putting a bone mask in a conspicuous place, Lin Mo turned around and walked out.
This is the survival prop he left for the cat.
In the next time, Lin Mo has to find the Split-Head Ghost.
The reason is simple. If you can't find it, then you should look for it next time.
He went straight down to the fourth floor. Halfway through, Lin Mo put on another bone mask on his face. Not to mention, although this thing was a little disgusting on his face, he didn't feel uncomfortable after it was put on his face.
Moreover, the bone mask seems to have a suction force that can stick firmly to the face.
Almost at the same time, Lin Mo suddenly felt an inexplicable irritability in his heart.
What followed was a burning desire to kill from the bottom of his heart.
Lin Mo immediately took off his mask.
The irritability and murderous intention disappeared.
When I put it on again, that feeling came again.
"Can this thing affect normal people?" Lin Mo came to a new conclusion.
Not only that.
Lin Mo put on the mask again and felt that his whole body seemed to be filled with a violent force.
It seems that his own strength has also been greatly improved.
Taking off his mask, Lin Mo began to think.
He felt that he had captured a very key point, but this experiment could be studied in detail later.
After putting away the bone mask first, Lin Mo found room 409.
Xiaoyu said that this is where the crack-headed ghost disappeared.
Lin Mo was more inclined to believe that there was something special about this house that blocked Xiaoyu's exploration.
The door was unlocked and opened with a push.
It was a bit empty inside, with the windows wide open and the black gauze curtains swinging in the wind. You could see the dark sky outside and the blurry outline of the building opposite.
Of course, it's not like there's nothing in the house.
There are paintings here.
There are many paintings, most of them are hung on the walls, a few are on wooden shelves in the room, and some are only half-painted and seem to be unfinished.
"Is this a studio?"
Lin Mo also saw it.
How to hide in this place?
Lin Mo took a step to go in, but the next moment, Lin Mo felt someone pulling him from behind.
Turning his head, he saw that Xiaoyu was standing behind him with his head lowered at some point, holding the corner of Lin Mo's clothes with one hand.
It seemed that he was preventing Lin Mo from entering this room.
Lin Mo's face was solemn.
For the first time, Xiaoyu showed up without summoning him.
It seems that the problem is very serious. There seems to be nothing special about Room 409, but the more so, the more it indicates that there is an unknown danger.
Lin Mo felt a little discouraged.
But then I thought about it, if the Split-Headed Ghost never appeared again, that would be fine. If it appeared again next time and I couldn't find it this time, I would have to find him instead.
The Split-Headed Ghost's mentality was broken by him before, and he was probably holding back some bad energy in his heart. He really gave the other party a chance to catch it. With the level of violence of the Split-Headed Ghost, Lin Mo had no chance at all.
So this time, even if there is danger in Room 409, Lin Mo plans to try it out.
"It's okay, I have my own sense of discretion." Lin Mo said to Xiao Yu, and then walked into the house.
Nothing special happened, and Lin Mo didn't take it lightly, but soon he felt something was wrong and turned his head to take a look.
The door behind you is gone.
It was as if the door had never appeared, and there was a wall behind it.
Lin Mo was stunned for a moment, closed his eyes, and opened them again, but there was still a wall.
Damn it.
Lin Mo knew why Xiao Yu didn't let him in.
This place is indeed weird. What does it mean to cut off people's retreat first?
Almost at the same time, a change occurred.
Lin Mo heard the sound of running water.
Looking again, blood suddenly seeped out from the ceiling and flowed down the surrounding walls. In an instant, the room was dyed blood red.
A strong smell of blood and putrefaction hit his face.
Lin Mo stood still.
Because he has nowhere to hide.
The blood fell very fast, leaving no time for thinking. In the blink of an eye, Lin Mo was covered in blood below his knees, and it seemed that the blood around him was still increasing.
"What a nightmare, come out, hurry up." Lin Mo was a little upset while waiting.
The abnormality in the room must be the work of some nightmare.
But to observe, you must first see the other person.
What does it mean to just bleed?
At this moment, Lin Mo lowered his head suddenly because he felt a hand suddenly grab his ankle.
Almost at the same time, a huge force pulled Lin Mo down.
His whole body sank directly into the blood pool at his feet. The blood pool that originally only reached his knees now seemed to be bottomless.
Lin Mo really didn't expect this situation.
When I opened my eyes, what I saw was blood red, and I couldn't see anything else.
Lin Mo held his breath. He knew that he must not panic at this time. Normally he could hold it for more than a minute, but the accident just happened so suddenly that Lin Mo was pulled down before he could take a deep breath.
Now it's pretty good to be able to hold on for half a minute.
Time was running out, Lin Mo immediately arched his body and looked down.
The blood greatly affected his vision, and Lin Mo could only vaguely see a black shadow below.
The other party was still holding on to his ankle, seemingly intending to drag Lin Mo into the abyss of blood.
Lin Mo reached out and touched it.
I touched a cold hand.
In the thick blood, he touched a hand that was as cold as a corpse. Anyone would feel numb, but Lin Mo didn't hesitate at all. He used both hands to break the other person's hand apart.
If you don't break it apart, the final result will be drowning in this pool of blood.
It's just that the cold corpse hands are extremely powerful.
Ten seconds later, Lin Mo realized that with his current strength alone, there was no way he could break the dead man's hand.
Fortunately, he got wise in his haste and took out the bone mask from his arms without hesitation and put it on his face.
A surge of negative emotions surged over me.
What Lin Mo wants is the power blessing that this mask brings to him.
Goodbye.
This time Lin Mo grabbed the opponent's fingers and picked them up and broke them one by one.
When the third finger was broken, the dead hand that had been holding on to him finally let go.
Lin Mo immediately went upstream.
He couldn't hold it in any longer.
The next moment, his hand touched the wall.
The wall above your head is the ceiling.
If blood hadn't blocked his mouth and nose, Lin Mo would have cursed loudly.
This nightmare is simply shameless.
Fortunately, Lin Mo, who was wearing the bone mask, had been strengthened in all aspects and would not drown immediately. However, in this case, he could hold on for more than ten seconds at most.
Under the influence of the negative emotions on the mask, murderous intent almost occupied Lin Mo's entire brain.
This is a side effect of using the Bone Mask.
The physical perception has improved, but the reason has also weakened.
Fortunately, Lin Mo still retained a little bit of clarity.
He resisted the crazy idea of rushing down and tearing apart the nightmare that had dragged him into the bloody water, and instead swam in another direction.
Fumbling along the wall, Lin Mo touched a picture frame.
Without hesitation, Lin Mo grabbed hard toward the center of the frame.