It was obvious that Father Lin didn't want Granny Xu to say so much.
But the witch was so excited that she couldn't stop her, and she immediately revealed the whole situation.
Lin Mo's face turned blue and white.
He and his father looked at each other.
There is no better son than a father.
Father Lin sighed and shouted: "Lao Can!"
Lao Can walked over holding a black umbrella.
To be precise, this guy walked over backwards. Lao Can has a problem with this ghost. He never shows his face to others and always only lets you see the back of his head.
"Lend me your umbrella for a few days."
Upon hearing this, Lao Can took a few steps forward and then shook his head.
That means don't borrow it.
"It won't work if you don't borrow it. Think clearly. If you don't lend it to me, then I will rob it. If you borrow it, you still have one day to pay it back. If you rob it, then you won't pay it back." Father Lin is cheating. He is no different from a gangster.
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Lao Can started to run.
As a result, as soon as he took two steps, he was dragged back by the third child.
"Why are you running? It's just an umbrella, and it's not going to kill you." The third child muttered while holding Lao Can's shoulders.
Soon, Lao Can seemed to be convinced.
It reluctantly stepped back and approached, and handed the black umbrella in its hand to Father Lin.
The latter nodded: "We are so familiar, so I won't write a written note. Speaking of which, borrowing money from us would be harmful to our relationship. What's mine is yours, and what's yours is mine. There's no point in distinguishing between us."
Lao Can was so angry that he was trembling all over, but he couldn't speak and couldn't refute.
Come up and have a fight with Dad Lin.
He also thought that he might not be able to defeat him, so he had no choice but to accept his bad luck.
Father Lin changed his hands and handed the black umbrella to Lin Mo.
"Xiao Mo, take this thing and keep it out of the wind and rain. It's very useful. In addition, be mentally prepared. You are a living person. Going to the world of the dead is like throwing a piece of bloody meat into a wolf's den.
Just like here, it will definitely attract many ghosts to besiege you, so daddy will go with you."
Lao San, Xu Po and Lao Can were all stunned.
They wanted to say something, but when the words reached their lips, they swallowed them back.
What happened between this father and his son is inappropriate no matter how you describe it.
It's better not to say it.
But they knew that if Father Lin went in, he would really not be able to get out.
Father Lin is different from other ghosts.
Others are 90%, but he is 100%.
Lin Mo frowned.
"Dad, don't make trouble, I'm doing it for the girl."
"I am doing it for my son." Lin's father argued hard, and the reason was very good.
Lin Mo turned around and asked Mrs. Xu and Lao San.
"Mr. Xu, Third Uncle, can you hold my dad down?"
This is intended to be strong.
Mrs. Xu shook her head, and the third child waved his hand: "We can't hold your dad down. He's a stubborn donkey and can't hold him down. Look at what I'm doing. Look at me, I can't hold him down either."
Lin Mo was worried now.
This is not easy.
My father has the same temper as him, and he can't stop him from doing something he's determined for. If he really wants to go, he really can't be persuaded, unless he uses force.
But what if no one can hold him down?
Lin Mo suddenly felt something and looked into the distance.
He saw a little guy looking timidly in a small passage in the distance.
At this moment, Lin Mo's eyes lit up.
"Tiantian, come here quickly."
Lin Mo waved fiercely.
The little one over there is Tiantian.
Although Lin Mo asked him to hide under the covers, he was still a little worried about Lin Mo every day, so he thought about it and plucked up the courage to come out.
This is definitely a historic moment for Tiantian.
It's a pity that his father didn't see it.
The coffin bearer, Uncle Wang, is probably still stupidly guarding the door of cabin No. 133 at this moment.
Little did he know that he could freely come and go anywhere in the Secondhand Alley every day.
He didn't come out before because he didn't want to come out.
As long as he thinks about it every day, he can do whatever he wants in the junk alley.
"Tiantian? Why is he here?" Father Lin was also stunned.
Over there, Lin Mo ran over and hugged Tiantian over. As he walked over, he whispered in Tiantian's ear.
"Tiantian, it's settled."
"Okay, Uncle Lin, don't worry, I will do it for you every day."
"Then it's up to you."
Lin Mo came over and suddenly threw Tiantian to his father. His father subconsciously picked it up and instantly knew that he had been fooled.
Because the moment Tiantian hugged him, Father Lin found himself being moved into a mental maze.
Father Lin is incredibly powerful, but he won't budge.
After looking at the small room with four doors, Father Lin opened a door and took a look. There was also an identical small room over there.
I was dumbfounded at the moment.
Knowing that he couldn't get out in a short time, Father Lin sighed.
I wanted to find Tiantian, but Tiantian was clearly arranged by Lin Mo and ran away early.
He was probably hiding under the covers.
At this time, Lin Mo was already holding a black umbrella and walked to the bronze door. The dead man walking out saw Lin Mo holding an umbrella and subconsciously avoided it.
I know it's not easy to mess with.
But there are also unsightly peeps, waiting around for opportunities.
But they were all hacked to death by Lao San with a knife.
When it comes to dead people with bad intentions, Laosan is unambiguous.
Lao Can didn't say anything. He couldn't speak, but he didn't think about taking the umbrella back.
He even made a crutch for Lin Mo.
The bones were made from the bones of dead people who had been chopped to death by the Third Brother, and were still stained with blood. After they were done, they walked over backwards and put the crutches into Lin Mo's hands.
Mrs. Xu looked on, quite surprised.
"Xiao Mo, this is a good thing. If you get lost in there and can't find the exit, just hold this crutch upright, then let go of your hand, and walk in whichever direction the stick head falls.
wrong."
When Lin Mo heard it, he knew it was a good thing and hurriedly thanked him.
"Thank you, Uncle Can!"
The mouth is very sweet.
Lao Can waved his hand behind his back, saying you're welcome.
Mrs. Xu was still explaining to Lin Mo.
"Remember, don't throw away the umbrella, never throw it away at any time. There are people inside who have been dead for tens of thousands of years, and some are powerful thieves. In addition to protecting you from wind and rain, this umbrella can also cover up your breath. Although, this jade in your hand is
The ring can also mask your aura, but the copper door is too scary, and the power of the jade ring will be directly corroded."
Lin Mo nodded to show that he understood.
"Also, don't be afraid. The more afraid you are, the more likely you will be discovered by the evil spirits inside."
Lin Mo smiled and said, Mrs. Xu, don't worry about this. I am very courageous. I am made of titanium alloy.
"That's right, after you go in, you may see many doors. Those are the doors of memory. Don't go in randomly. The memories of most of the deceased are full of despair, resentment and hatred. If you go in rashly, in addition to being exposed to negative emotions,
In addition to contamination, there is also the possibility of getting lost in the memories of those who have died.”
Lin Mo wrote down all these knowledge points one by one.
"Okay, I don't have anything else to say. Go ahead and bring that good girl back."
Lin Mo nodded, then turned and walked into the copper door.
The moment he walked through the bronze door, Lin Mo seemed to have walked into a gray fog.
But this fog is more like thick volcanic ash, breathing itself makes people extremely uncomfortable.
Now the deceased is walking out. He is a retrograde man, so he will inevitably bump into some dead people.
Some dead people ignored Lin Mo and walked past in a hurry, because Lin Mo holding a black umbrella completely suppressed the breath of the living people.
But there were a few who could sense it and wanted to attack Lin Mo, but as soon as they did, Lin Mo knocked him to the ground.
Through the gray fog, Lin Mo felt the wind.
Very shrill wind.
It's really like a knife, it can cut through skin and flesh.
Lin Mo saw with his own eyes a dead man being blown by a gust of wind, with a lot of skin and flesh torn off, making him look like a skinned frog, all bloody.