Chapter 172 Can’t Let It Take Pictures

Dark, eerie.

Lin Mo looked at the mirror in front of him.

There are cracks on the mirror, but the mirror in the real world is intact.

In addition, looking through the mirror at this moment, you can see a strange smoke, and you can vaguely see some faint light.

Is that the real world?

This is the first time Lin Mo has seen a mirror that can see the real world from the nightmare world. This is a bit magical. There is no doubt that this mirror is definitely a good thing.

Of course, they are also pollutants.

Lin Mo has been to many polluted areas, but this was the first time he encountered one like Black Sheep Mansion.

At this time, Lin Mo heard a scream.

It was most likely Xiaorou. He pulled out the tiger bone sickle, and Lin Mo immediately walked over there.

The voice was downstairs. Lin Mo walked down the stairs and saw an old lady sitting on the stairs, sewing clothes.

But I don’t know how it was sewn, and there was blood on my hands.

"Auntie, I'm going to do what's mine, and you're going to do yours, and let's not offend the river, okay!" Lin Mo said as he passed quickly.

Originally the lady wanted to stand up, but after hearing Lin Mo's words, she turned around and glanced at the majestic sickle in Lin Mo's hand, and finally sat down.

"That's right. If I have time later, I'll chat with you. I don't have time now. By the way, aunt, have you seen a little girl?"

Lin Mo was actually asking for directions.

Because the other party was carrying a knife, the aunt had no choice but to do so. Although she was reluctant, she still stretched out her bloody finger in a direction.

"Thanks!"

Lin Mo immediately chased after him.

At this time, Xiao Rou's voice can no longer be heard, so it is a bit difficult to find him alone. It will be much easier with guidance.

Lin Mo rushed into the corridor on one side of the first floor. The doors on both sides were not closed tightly, leaving a crack exposed.

There seemed to be something peeking out from those gaps.

When someone approaches, the door will close immediately.

Every room is like this.

It has the smell of nightmare in it.

It's hard to imagine how many nightmares are hidden in this mansion, but Lin Mo is too lazy to count.

He needs to find Xiaorou as soon as possible.

If Xiaorou is killed, everything done before will be in vain.

There is a dead end ahead, there is no way.

Lin Mo knew that Xiaorou might be in a certain room now.

But which room he didn't know.

Turning to look at the door next to him which was open a crack, Lin Mo pushed it open and walked in.

"Sorry, I want to ask something..."

Angry growls and curses immediately filled the room.

But soon the sounds turned into screams.

After a while, Lin Mo walked out, followed by Xiao Yu. Behind the black skirt formed by the curse, a blood-burning iron chain is slowly retracting onto the skirt.

"It would have been fine if I had said no."

After getting the exact information, Lin Mo walked directly to the door of the last room.

The door to this room is closed.

But this didn't bother Lin Mo.

Take out the brick and smash it hard.

If one try doesn't work, try twice.

By the third blow, the door couldn't bear the heavy blow and cracked with a click.

At this time, he kicked again and easily broke through the door.

There was a large room inside, with thick curtains drawn around it, and there was almost no light.

But Lin Mo could hear the girl's low crying in the room, as if something was covering her mouth.

In addition, Lin Mo saw a group of people standing in front of him.

Or something similar to a humanoid.

Shake the bricks and flames will appear.

In front, there are two rows of figures.

The people sitting in the front row are tall and standing, which gives people a great sense of oppression.

Obviously, these people are all 'ghosts'.

It looked like they were planning to take a group photo.

In all likelihood, they are the same people in the previous photo.

Since that's the case, they can be considered acquaintances.

Among this group of dark shadows, one person stood out.

Xiaorou.

Lin Mo recognized it at a glance. The other person's mouth was covered by a dark hand, and he could only make a whining sound. Maybe she saw Lin Mo, and she struggled even more fiercely. Her eyes flickered and she winked fiercely, obviously hoping that Lin Mo would save her.

When Lin Mo came in, all the nightmares in the room looked over. These nightmares are completely dark, with only a pair of eyes showing a fierce light.

There are people who are photographed, and there are photographers who take pictures of them.

There is an old-fashioned camera in the front, which is a wooden box placed on the ground. There is a thick cloth hanging on the back. When taking pictures, someone needs to get in and operate it.

At this moment, the photographer lifted up the black cloth and stretched out a dark head to look over.

Lin Mo counted the number of people on the other side.

Even if Xiaoyu is added, it still has to be one to six.

Disadvantage.

The situation is not good.

If it were in the real world, Lin Mo could threaten to burn the photos, but it wouldn't work here.

However, they didn't seem to dare to move first, and they must have been muttering in their hearts, so at this moment, Lin Mo and I were looking at each other, and the two sides were in a stalemate.

Lin Mo's purpose was to save people, and taking action was the second priority.

His rule is to fight if you can't fight, but talk if you can't.

So at this time, he laughed and said: "Are you taking pictures? Come on, add me and let's take pictures together."

After saying that, he walked over naturally.

Xiaoyu followed him.

In this situation, there are too many ghosts in the house, and the temperature of the entire room is already approaching freezing point.

The dark shadows made no movement.

Maybe you are still in a trap.

As he walked around, Lin Mo's only two red balloons were left and right. In addition to holding bricks, he also held a tiger bone sickle in his other hand to deal with emergencies at any time.

As he got closer, Lin Mo noticed that Xiaorou over there was wearing a piece of clothing that obviously didn't belong to her.

The pure black coat is the same as the other ghosts around.

This dress is obviously not a good thing.

She has to take it off!

Walking closer, Lin Mo said to a dark figure sitting next to Xiaorou: "You give way, I'll sit here."

After saying that, he couldn't help but drag the other person up.

At the same time, Xiaorou over there seemed to have broken free of some restraints, pulled away the ghost hand on her mouth, and shouted at Lin Mo: "Don't let it take pictures."

Lin Mo's heart moved.

Behind the scenes, the photographer had sneaked into the black cloth and was fiddling with it.

Lin Mo reacted very quickly and threw the brick directly.

Just hear a snap.

The old-fashioned camera was smashed and fell to the ground.

Although he didn't know what was going on, Lin Mo also sensed the danger. If he accidentally let the other party take a photo just now, there would most likely be unpredictable consequences.

No wonder I came over to take pictures, these ghosts didn't object at all.

It turns out that the clown is actually me?

This is called a little pig visiting a butcher's shop and falling into a trap.

Fortunately, at the last moment, Xiaorou successfully reminded him.

Otherwise, I might be like Xiaorou before, with something occupying my body in the real world.

The brick smashed the camera, clearly angering the ghost in this room.

Each of them had vicious eyes and immediately pounced on him.

"Xiaoyu!"

Just as Lin Mo shouted, the next moment, he was thrown to the ground by two black figures.

What follows is no opportunism, it is a complete fight of life and death.

In the chaos, another red balloon burst.

Lin Mo was not polite, he released Xiaohu.

This greatly reduced his own pressure, and he was finally able to get up, hide behind Xiao Yu and observe, and occasionally go forward to make a point.