Lin Mo had never been above the seventh floor before.
According to his previous plan, the eighth and ninth floors certainly had more terrifying nightmares, so of course he needed to explore carefully.
But now, Lin Mo couldn't care about that anymore.
He rushed up to the eighth floor at an extremely fast pace, his footsteps echoing in the stairwell.
The eighth floor was pitch black.
There was no sign of Mao Mao Hen Dan Da, and the ninth floor was just above.
Lin Mo had seen clearly earlier that Mao Mao Hen Dan Da went upstairs, which meant she was either on the eighth floor now or had gone up to the ninth.
Looking up at the ninth floor, Lin Mo found it shrouded in a strange black mist. Without needing to ask Xiao Yu, Lin Mo could feel the terrifyingly suffocating aura from the ninth floor.
There were definitely extremely horrifying nightmares up there.
Compared to the ninth floor, the eighth floor looked scary too, but somewhat better.
Lin Mo quickly analyzed.
Mao Mao Hen Dan Da had put on the bone mask, gaining the speed and strength of a nightmare. Similarly, her perception had also improved. Whether it was Mao Mao Hen Dan Da herself or the bone mask controlling her body now, it was unlikely she would enter a more dangerous area.
So she was most likely on the eighth floor.
Well, it would be more direct to just ask Xiao Yu.
Lin Mo immediately took out a pencil to inquire.
Xiao Yu's answer was more specific.
810.
In the innermost room.
Lin Mo understood at once - this was the bone mask's deliberate action. It drove Mao Mao Hen Dan Da to hide in the innermost room with only one purpose.
To buy time.
It hadn't completely taken over Mao Mao Hen Dan Da's mind yet.
In other words, there was still hope for Mao Mao Hen Dan Da.
Without another word, Lin Mo grabbed the brick and headed inside.
He had decided that when he caught up to her, he would smash that bone mask to pieces.
How dare it play such a dirty trick.
This time, Lin Mo was truly angry, so his gloomy face looked somewhat frightening at the moment.
Just then, in the dim corridor, Lin Mo heard the sound of glass marbles falling on the ground.
Vaguely, he could see what seemed to be a child crouching ahead, fiddling with something. From time to time, he could hear a child's laughter.
However, in this environment, no one would find this scene heartwarming.
Some people are brave, but Lin Mo's courage was made of alloy. He walked up in a few steps and saw clearly that it was indeed a child, crouching on the ground playing with marbles.
Because the child's back was to Lin Mo, he couldn't see the child's face, but judging from the body shape, it seemed to be about four or five years old.
Just then, a marble rolled to Lin Mo's feet.
Normally, Lin Mo would certainly investigate, but at this critical moment, he really had no time.
Bypassing the marble, Lin Mo walked straight past.
As for the child crouching nearby playing with marbles, Lin Mo didn't disturb them.
But to Lin Mo's surprise, another child appeared ahead.
The previous one was a little boy, this time it was a little girl.
She also looked about four or five years old, wearing a red dress, with a teddy bear hairpin in her hair. The little girl was holding several strings with balloons of different colors tied to them.
She stood right in the middle.
Fortunately, the corridor was quite wide.
"Excuse me, coming through."
Lin Mo turned sideways and went around her.
The little girl had her head down, and it was very dark here, so even at close range, he couldn't see her face clearly.
"Why are there so many children on the eighth floor?"
Lin Mo couldn't help but feel a bit curious. He didn't need to look closely to know that these children were all nightmares, with extremely heavy resentment around them.
The question was, who would be afraid of children?
Just then, Lin Mo felt his body freeze.
Someone had grabbed his hand.
The touch was ice-cold, and his entire arm instantly went numb, clearly not grabbed by a living person.
Already fearless, and having gone through many trials with ample experience, Lin Mo wasn't panicked at all. Enduring the invasion of resentment, he turned to look and saw it was the little girl in the red dress holding balloons from earlier grabbing him.
Her little hand was blue-purple, obviously having been dead for a long time.
Possibly sensing danger, Xiao Yu appeared beside Lin Mo, wanting to reach out and push away the little girl in the red dress.
However, Lin Mo stopped Xiao Yu.
Next, Lin Mo crouched down, at eye level with the little girl.
From this angle and distance, Lin Mo could clearly see the little girl's face.
Her eyes had been gouged out, leaving only two bloody black holes. Not only that, her chest had also been torn open, and it seemed her heart was missing too.
The little red dress she wore was actually stained red with her own blood.
A normal person seeing this scene would definitely be scared witless, probably fainting from shock, but Lin Mo only felt a pang of heartache.
Who could be so cruel to such a small child?
Though the little girl's hand was small, her strength was great, gripping Lin Mo's wrist painfully.
Lin Mo had no intention of breaking free, but instead asked gently, "Little one, do you need something?"
The little girl didn't respond.
At this moment Lin Mo noticed that behind her, the little boy who had been playing with marbles earlier had also appeared.
The little boy's eyes were the same, gouged out.
Just bloody black holes.
Behind the little boy, a few more children appeared. They were all about the same age. The horrifying thing was, all their eyes were gone too. Some even had their bellies cut open, their internal organs missing.
Lin Mo noticed that these children seemed to have all come out of room 903.
The resentment on these children was extremely strong. If Xiao Yu wasn't standing beside him, these little ones would have already rushed at him.
Lin Mo asked gently again.
Still no response.
At this moment, a little boy opened his mouth, and Lin Mo's pupils constricted.
His tongue had been cut out.
No wonder they couldn't speak.
In other words, the other children were probably the same.
Lin Mo didn't want to waste time.
After thinking for a moment, he said, "Uncle has urgent business to attend to. How about this - you wait here for me, and I'll come find you later. If you have anything to say, we can talk then."
The little girl still wouldn't let go.
Lin Mo continued, "Uncle keeps his promises. Trust me, after I finish my business, I'll definitely come find you."
This time after he finished speaking, the little girl finally let go.
Lin Mo looked at his wrist and saw a small black handprint left there.
These children were clearly not harmless. The resentment on them was extremely terrifying, especially with seven or eight children standing together. That oppressive force even surpassed the Split-Head Ghost.
"Perhaps it's because of them that the Split-Head Ghost doesn't dare come up to the eighth floor."
A guess popped into Lin Mo's mind.
As for his promise just now, it wasn't a lie.
In life, one may tell some lies, but it depends on who you're talking to.
As Lin Mo was about to head inside, he thought of something and turned back to the group of eerie children, saying, "Oh right, Uncle came here to find a big sister. Can you help me guard this place and not let anyone leave? Remember that."
After saying this, Lin Mo reached out and patted the head of the little girl in the red dress.
"Good girl!"
This way, with a group of little ghosts guarding the corridor, Lin Mo felt more at ease.
Even if Mao Mao Hen Dan Da, controlled by the bone mask, wanted to escape again, it wouldn't be so easy now.
Lin Mo knew clearly that time couldn't be delayed any longer, otherwise Mao Mao Hen Dan Da might turn into a real nightmare.
Walking all the way to the door of the last room, Lin Mo thought for a moment and put on his own bone mask.
Instantly, power flooded his body, and he directly kicked the door.
With a loud bang, the door was kicked flying.
Carrying the brick, Lin Mo charged in.
A cold glint came at him.
It was a knife.
The angle was tricky, stabbing straight for Lin Mo's vital points.
Lin Mo's reaction wasn't slow at all. He quickly retreated while simultaneously swinging the brick in his hand.
And this time Lin Mo threw it.
With the enhancement of the bone mask, the speed was even faster than the opponent's.
There was a "pa" sound, clearly hitting something.
Flames surged on the brick, briefly illuminating the pitch-black room.
In that instant, Lin Mo saw clearly.
His throw had solidly hit Mao Mao Hen Dan Da's face. Undoubtedly, there was an element of luck in this, but more so it was due to Lin Mo's foresight.
In fact, if Lin Mo had been half a beat slower, he might be the one lying on the ground now.
Mao Mao Hen Dan Da was directly knocked unconscious.
The bone mask on her face was cracked by the brick. Lin Mo stepped over in a few strides, first using his knee to pin down both of Mao Mao Hen Dan Da's arms, then reached out to peel off the cracked bone mask from her face.
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