Chapter 115 The soul-destroying umbrella opens, and the underworld comes
“So, you are saying that the base is just a cover. At that time, it was the official of the Card Master Alliance and sent people to try and conduct experiments here, and it cannot be done. An open secret experiment?”
Lin Mo pondered for a moment and asked what was on his mind.
I wonder if it is because of the special magnetic field here. These mutated card spirits showed considerable wisdom after breaking away from the card master.
Almost comparable to the evil god cards I made myself.
Each one of them is like an independent living entity.
"It's like this. I don't know the details. The card master who contracted me is not a high-ranking person in the base."
The faceless man Shen who wore Wang Zuo's face He spoke loudly, his voice still hoarse, making people grit their teeth.
"Okay, I understand." With a wave of his hand, the faceless man turned into a card again.
The time for these card spirits to mutate did not last long, at least not as long as Lin Mo imagined.
Asking three questions and not knowing is the most true portrayal.
Whenever the other party lies, there will be emotional fluctuations.
Not only humans, but also these alien races and weird ones, all have emotions.
Even weird, it is the best expression of emotion.
After all, the resentment and obsession accumulated before death will become strange under the influence of the magnetic field after death.
This is the most common way for weirdness to appear.
The probability of card masters from all over the country and the police stations dealing with strange and extraordinary events is much higher than that of aliens.
"Shoggoth, possessed form."
"Jin Bu Huan, thank you for your hard work, please go back to the Life Palace to rest for now."
Lin Mo said casually, The Shoggoth changed his body shape, and the squirming black irregular objects attached to his body, gradually turning into a black outfit.
"Hey~ I don't feel bitter doing things for my benefactor." After saying that, the black mist dispersed from Jin Buhuan's body, turned into a card again, and returned to the Palace of Life.
Building 201. Big fire in Bihai Manor.
Lin Mo's mind began to sink. The business in Bihai Manor was much more difficult than he imagined.
As he walked forward, he looked around and finally found the single-family house with the house number 201.
Unlike in 204, there are no security guards to greet you here, and you can even see a desolate and messy scene.
Even the outermost identification security door is half-covered.
“Good guy, what does this smell like?”
Before entering, Lin Mo pinched his nose in disgust.
The towering smell of corpses made him wary.
While hesitating, the space around Lin Mo suddenly moved.
The next moment, a blood-stained spike fell into Lin Mo's hand.
Another note was pierced on the sharp point of the spike.
“There is a painter living in Room 306, help him choose a painting he likes.”
“Little classmate Lin Mo, someone died again!”
< br>Taking off the note, Lin Mo looked gloomy.
He took a long, deep breath and put the note away.
Then he pushed the door open and walked in.
It was a little different from what Lin Mo thought.
The overwhelming smell of corpses outside the door disappeared without a trace after he stepped into the house.
On the contrary, the whole room was filled with a strange burnt smell, which seemed to cover up the smell of corpses.
Tick tock, tick tock.
On the ceiling, there seemed to be drops of water dripping continuously.
The surroundings were a little dim, but Lin Mo, with his enhanced facial features, could still see clearly.
The wall was severely cracked, and the entire house was full of traces of being burned by the fire.
"So, where is the elevator?" Lin Mo couldn't help but wonder.
201 and 204 have different structures. This is a small five-story building. If you include the basement, there are six floors in total.
Before coming, Lin Mo took a look at the layout of the manor. Even though there was no valuable information about relevant events, he still checked some more relevant information.
For example, when did the manor project start and when was it completed?
Casualty list, and layout plan.
Basically everything was replicated in Lin Mo’s mind. The most obvious thing about the improvement in mental power is that the memory is much stronger than that of ordinary people.
Tick tock, tick tock.
The water droplets dripped again, dripping on Lin Mo's clothes. To be precise, it was the black outfit transformed by the Shoggoth.
This house, which had been completely burned by fire, still returned to the tide. It was simply strange.
Staring at the falling water drops, Lin Mo squinted his eyes and was about to get up and walk forward to find where the elevator was.
After all, the note clearly said, Arsonist in the elevator.
Originally, this was his plan.
But suddenly, he froze.
“This smell is.”
As his nose twitched, Lin Mo dipped his hand into the water drops on his clothes and put it in front of him.
Kerosene?
Lin Mo's pupils shrank, he looked up at the ceiling, and couldn't help but take a breath.
On the iron frame connected in the middle of the ceiling, shriveled corpses were hung.
The kerosene dripped from these shriveled corpses.
These mummies died in miserable ways.
They don't look like they were burned to death by fire, but rather like they were drained of moisture.
They are just left here to dry.
While thinking, Lin Mo suddenly felt a tingling sensation in his fingers.
Raising his hand to look, his fingertips came into contact with the kerosene, and white smoke began to rise.
It seems that these kerosene cannot be touched.
There are rules for strange killings.
Obviously, this kerosene is one of them.
The only thing that puzzled Lin Mo was if this strange thing was really in the elevator.
Then how can it control kerosene to kill people from such a long distance?
The thoughts in his heart gradually faded away. Lin Mo flicked his wrist, and a blue card appeared in his hand.
After a sudden change, an umbrella that was completely black and printed with dark cloud patterns appeared in Lin Mo's hands.
Although the old saying does not allow you to hold an umbrella indoors, this moment is the same as that moment.
Lin Mo held up the black umbrella, but feeling that it was not enough, he took out the ash jar and bowl.
For this type of prop card, the priest only needs to prepare it once.
In other words, Lin Mo only needs to inject source power, and does not need to use additional grains and animals to sacrifice to it.
"The soul-destroying umbrella opens, and the yellow spring water comes."
As the source of power was injected into it, a stream of extremely clear water poured out from the bowl, surrounding Lin Mo's body.
Under Lin Mo’s conscious control, it formed a bubble-like appearance.
Wrap yourself completely in it.
Lin Mo, who was wearing Shoggoth brand clothing, had his safety factor maxed out at this moment.
After confirming that everything was safe, Lin Mo walked towards the inside.
Spend as much energy as you need, after all, your life is important.
Lin Mo was still worried about being stabbed in the heart.
Although he knew that he would not die at the time, Lin Mo didn't want to try it again because of the uncomfortable feeling.
People must learn to grow and cannot fall into the same pit twice.
Taking steps and humming a little tune, Lin Mo continued to walk forward.
As a gust of wind passed through the hall, the mummies on the ceiling began to shake slightly.
Every time Lin Mo took a step forward, a mummy from the ceiling fell down and followed Lin Mo's butt, walking swaying.
Unconsciously, the cracked wall covering began to peel off, and mummies fell from the ceiling, following Lin Mo in an orderly manner.
Outdoor 201, the thick black air completely covered it.
The unknown mysterious realm is slowly unfolding in this building.
On the ceiling, on the walls, on the shelves. The mummies were all following Lin Mo's steps with their heads swaying.
The group of people walked towards the innermost elevator in such a mighty manner.
(End of this chapter)