Chapter 1169 A Way to Escape

Lin Mo doesn't remember the process of going to court very clearly. After experiencing real pain and despair, people will become calmer.

It's like a pool of stagnant water.

Death has long been unable to bring any influence or threat to Lin Mo.

For him, death is already a relief, even a luxury.

He now looks like a completely rotten thing, exuding an aura of darkness and fear.

In this quiet state of mind, he could completely ignore the abuse and attacks on him by Xiaoyu's parents, Yu Po, and other family members at the court hearing, as well as the calls and cries of his parents on the other side.

The heart that was originally restless like a raging fire has long been extinguished.

When he was in the detention center at night, Lin Mo sat motionless on his bunk. His roommates in the same cell did not pay much attention to him, and of course, they would not provoke him.

Everyone knows that this guy is a murderer, and he will be shot if nothing happens.

Their crimes are not that serious, and they generally don't want to provoke people like Lin Mo.

Of course, it’s not a matter of discrimination, it’s just that I feel that the other person is not gregarious, because most of the time, the other person behaves very strangely, barely speaks, and sits there motionless from the beginning, or even if he speaks, he is mumbling in a low voice, listening. I don’t know what to say, it’s just talking to myself.

"Brother Yao, is there something wrong with this guy's brain?" A prisoner in the same cell and another prisoner with a sinister face muttered in a low voice.

The person called Brother Yao is a famous gangster. This kind of person can do well outside and enjoy life inside.

"What's the problem? Maybe he was scared. He killed two beautiful little girls. He is dead. Moreover, he pleaded guilty and the verdict will be handed down soon."

Brother Yao speculated based on his experience.

"He looks quite normal, but I didn't expect him to be a perverted murderer. He doesn't have any blood. He only dares to kill women. He is not a man."

"Don't say that." Brother Yao said: "People's experiences are different. Don't judge someone superficially. You will suffer a disadvantage. I suffered this disadvantage when I was young. I didn't understand it at that time, but I really understand it. When I have learned some principles of life, I want to change, but it is too late and I am unable to do what I want.”

"Maybe that guy made a mistake on impulse. Compared to him, we are lucky. We will live an honest life when we go out this time. Don't come in again. This place is not meant for human beings at all. place."

"Yes, yes, hey, Brother Yao, that person is looking at us."

Someone pointed over there.

Several prisoners looked up and saw that it was true.

The murderer named Lin Mo who killed two women looked up at them now.

In a place like this, the first taboo is to stare at one person.

This represents provocation. Most people lower their heads and look at their feet. Many people inside cannot change this habit for a long time after they come out.

If a prisoner looks directly at another prisoner, a fight will most likely result.

Brother Yao frowned. He was one of those naturally evil-looking people with a sinister face. Because when he was young, he got into a fight with someone and received a knife on his eyebrow, leaving a scar.

This made him look even more fierce.

Normally when walking on the road, no one would dare to look at him. Even if they did, if he glared at them, they would definitely look away in fear.

But now that the murderer was looking at him, Brother Yao naturally took it as a provocation and immediately glared.

Looking into each other's eyes, he hasn't lost yet.

But almost in the next second, Brother Yao looked away.

He swallowed, feeling a little panicked.

"There's something wrong with this guy's eyes. It's scary."

There was no deliberate ferocity, no aggressive gaze, but it was as quiet as water, with a scalp-numbing feeling.

Even the well-informed Brother Yao was intimidated at that moment.

He didn't dare to look at each other.

Because he felt that if he looked any further, he might be killed by the other party.

It is conceivable that Brother Yao is scared, how can other prisoners be stronger?

Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look at Lin Mo.

I thought to myself that we are all scared, so just stop looking. Unexpectedly, the next moment, Lin Mo got out of bed and walked over.

It is no exaggeration to say that those few people were in a state of panic at this moment, no matter how much they had boasted before.

This is a feeling of oppression that I have never felt before.

All self-esteem, bloodiness and male cruelty were all forgotten at this moment. They just wanted to know who provoked this guy, so they had to stand up quickly so as not to injure others.

Lin Mo walked to these people and squatted down.

"Brother Yao, right?"

The sound is flat.

Brother Yao nodded quickly and asked brother if you have any advice.

"Play a game with me."

"Playing games? What, what games?" Brother Yao's mind didn't turn around at all.

"Pen Fairy!"

Lin Mo said, let's play together. He also said that he had overlooked one thing before. Because he had always played alone, the energy was not strong enough, so it was not successful. If there were more people playing, it should be OK.

"Just, that's it?" Brother Yao asked bravely.

"Recruit the pen fairy." Lin Mo smiled with such sincerity, but in the eyes of Brother Yao and the others, this guy is definitely a psychopath among psychopaths.

I don't know which bastard doctor checked him before and said he wasn't, but this is clearly the case, and he's still terminally ill.

Brother Yao thought about it, and soon he complained and asked for a change of cell.

He couldn't stay in this room any longer, otherwise he would have a heart attack.

But now, he didn't dare to mess around. Facing Linong, he felt like he was being targeted by some mysterious alien creature. The hairs all over his body stood up. At a certain moment, Brother Yao seemed to see something in Lin Mo's eyes. thing.

If he hadn't been straining his sphincter, he might have peed his pants.

"This guy definitely has more than two lives on his back."

This is what Brother Yao is thinking about at this moment.

What kind of look is that, as if it is above all life, the kind of indifference that will not cause any fluctuation even if you watch 10,000 people die in front of you, a higher realm of existence, not deathly silence, There are emotions, but those emotions are beyond the reach of ordinary people, even if they want to be like the moon in the water.

Brother Yao's cultural level is not high, and the only word he can think of is.

This guy is not human.

People don't have such eyes.

I have to add one more thing, that is, this guy has killed people, many people, so many that everyone in the world is afraid and trembling.

"Psycho, who wants to play with you?" Some other prisoners muttered with their heads down at this time, but Brother Yao immediately slapped him when he heard it.

"Brother Yao, you..."

"Don't talk nonsense. If he wants to play, just play with him. And don't look into his eyes."

"Eye?"

There was a prisoner who didn't believe in evil and looked at Lin Mo at this time.

I don't know what he saw, but he immediately collapsed on the ground in fear.

It looked like I had just run a marathon, my face was pale, and there was cold sweat on my head and face.

The prisoners in the house were now honest, and what happened next was a nightmare that would linger in their lives.

If you don’t have paper, use sheets.

There were sheets in the cell, spread out on the floor.

Then the murderer named Lin Mo bit his own finger, and then gently dropped his finger on the bed sheet, and blood began to fall on the bed sheet along the fingertips.

"Everyone, come around and sit down."

Lin Mo gave an order.

Brother Yao came first, and so did the other prisoners, who were all honest.

"You guys read it after me, Bixian, Bixian..."

Brother Yao and the others had no choice but to read along.

Lin Mo stared at the blood stains slowly spreading on the sheets, silently reciting the names of Xiao Yu, Sister Yue and Xi Wenjun.

again and again.

In addition to having several more people to play with this time, Lin Mo's state of mind was also different.

Before, he was like an unpolished rough stone. Although it was extremely valuable, it was obscured by the stone skin and did not reveal its own value.

Lin Mo has experienced a lot since his last failed suicide, and his state of mind is different.

At this moment, he was like a work of art carved by a sharp knife.

But the process of carving is bloody, bloody, and a journey of transformation accompanied by pain and despair.

At this moment, he finally heard the voice from another dimension after countless attempts.

Lin Mo smiled.

The sound of his laughter was extremely harsh. To others, it sounded like the voice of a top pervert in a horror movie, which made people feel terrified.

At this time, the guard outside heard the commotion and ran over, asking what was going on and what you were doing together. Please disperse quickly.

"No one moves!"

Lin Mo said, Brother Yao and the others almost cried in fear at this moment.

Because the voice coming out of Lin Mo's mouth at this moment was no longer his original voice, but a woman's voice. Although the voice sounded very nice, it depended on the scene. Who wouldn't be afraid of this scene?

The problem is that some prisoners want to run, but find that their bodies cannot move.

It was as if someone was pressing their shoulders and forcing them down.

The guards also discovered the problem and began to call people to get the key to open the door. However, they soon discovered that the door in the cell could not be opened. They twisted hard and the key broke with a click.

Things started to develop in a weird direction.

The bleeding speed of Lin Mo's fingers suddenly accelerated. The originally blue sheets were dyed red in almost a few seconds. Then the blood extended from the sheets like thin lines, and then the blood lines followed the floor. , along the walls and up, finally converging on the white ceiling.

This scene is definitely a supernatural phenomenon. No one present except Lin Mo has seen this scene.

Everyone was stunned.

The guard reacted and immediately shouted for someone.

Soon, more people came.

But they couldn't open the door. The door seemed to be welded shut, and they couldn't open it no matter how hard they tried.

The most nervous people at the moment are Brother Yao and the others.

That was really stressful.

The next moment, he saw a strange line of blood penetrate into the body of a prisoner next to him. The prisoner shivered as if he had been shocked by an electric shock. He lowered his head first, and when he raised his head again, his eyes had no pupils. , all the whites of the eyes.

At this moment, the prisoner said to Lin Mo: "I finally contacted you, but it seems that it is a bit difficult to get you out."

In Lin Mo's sight, the prisoner looked like Sister Yue.

"It doesn't matter, we are almost successful, work harder and get me out of this place."

Another line of blood spread like a bug to another prisoner, but this prisoner's eyes were bloodshot and he also made a woman's voice.

"It's a bit troublesome. That person is going to become an immortal. We have to hurry up, otherwise we will all be finished."

Lin Mo took a look and saw that it was Xi Wenjun.

The blood lines on the top of the head gathered into a strange talisman, which was constantly squirming and changing. Then more blood appeared around the talisman with words like tadpoles.

A timid guard outside saw this and screamed in surprise.

What was happening before them was completely beyond their cognition.

Lin Mo looked up and pointed, all the sheets on the surrounding beds flew up, sealing all the doors and windows here.

"Just stop reading, so you won't have nightmares!"

Obviously Lin Mo had already made contact with Xiao Yu and the others. In that desperate state, he gained not only the contact with Xiao Yu and the others, but also some of his own abilities.

Mental strength.

But he still couldn't break away from this world, as if something was pressing him down and not letting him leave.

Lin Mo knew that it was Chunfeng.

The current situation is like a game. During the years when he was trapped in this world, Chunfeng should have had the upper hand. However, after many efforts, especially Xi Wenjun, Sister Yue and Xiaoyu committed suicide tragically, and used Strong resentment tore a hole here.

This is the beginning of a turnaround.

Even so, Lin Mo couldn't get in touch with them at that time.

Because his own state of mind is still a little worse.

Later, after experiencing real despair, Lin Mo suddenly had an epiphany at a certain moment.

Then he heard the voices of Xiaoyu and the others.

Even if it is intermittent, it is like a shot in the arm for Lin Mo. He must seize this opportunity.

So after gaining a little strength, he immediately took action and played the Bixian game with multiple people, successfully widening the hole opened by Xiao Yu and the others.

The situation is much better now.

Lin Mo can use spells, use mental power, and even a little bit of the power of his curse sequence.

But the annoying thing is that he still can't escape from this world.

This is a very hot thing.

"Should I kill myself first? Just like you, can I get out of here?" Lin Mo asked.

As a result, the two prisoners possessed by Sister Yue and Xi Wenjun immediately shook their heads and said no.

The blood on the sheets also gathered into the word 'no'.

This is Xiaoyu’s expression.

"Why not? You can, why can't I?"

Lin Mo didn't understand.

"Because Chunfeng didn't notice this place at that time. Now because we escaped, he also discovered the situation here. Now Chunfeng has taken action. You can't die. If you die, it will be completely over."