Turning my mother into a doll is a no-brainer.

My mother must have struggled to carry it, and this option was rejected. Put it in a cardboard box, which is not that big. My mother's five-meter-long body is not big enough for the entire container.

After much deliberation, it would be easiest to just turn into a doll.

The doll's ability is exclusive to Sister Yue, so I can only ask Sister Yue about this matter.

But at this time, Sister Yue was looking at Xiaoyu.

You two look at me and I look at you.

It's definitely not that they are deeply in love, but that there seems to be a spark of fire that collides and flickers in the eyes of the two, and they feel that they will take action if they don't agree with each other.

The tip of a needle is facing the wheat awn.

Lin Mo coughed, breaking the tense atmosphere.

He smiled and asked again.

This time, the palm-sized Sister Yue nodded and said yes, but she had to recover first, otherwise others would not be able to do it.

"Then it's settled."

Lin Mo was about to stuff Sister Yue back into her pocket, but Sister Yue said she wouldn't go back. She wanted to stay outside and sit on Lin Mo's head.

If you don't go back, don't go back.

Sit on the head, sit on the head.

Lin Mo then borrowed Sister Yue's power to turn his mother into a palm-sized doll fish.

I originally thought this would be difficult, because the stronger the target, the more difficult it would be for the doll to transform. Just like when Sister Yue transformed the evil ghost for the first time, the opponent could even directly break through the transformation state and re-enter the transformation state.

Recover.

But I didn't expect that the whole process went very smoothly.

Mom did not resist Lin Mo.

It seemed that she was beginning to regain her memory and even knew who Lin Mo was.

His big eyes were staring at Lin Mo with tears in his eyes, which made his father feel heartbroken.

Naturally, the job of keeping the doll fish was left to my father. He held it in both hands and hesitated for a long time not knowing where to put it. Finally, he opened his clothes and put it in his arms.

Sister Yue was sitting on Lin Mo's head, holding Lin Mo's clothes with both hands, looking at Xiao Yu with a provocative look on her face.

Of course, Lin Mo didn't know about this. His father told him about it afterwards.

He said that maybe if he hadn't been there, the two female ghosts would have started fighting.

Of course, if you want to leave, you have to ask Tiantian to go with the coffin bearer, and Doudou is still in the wooden house No. 133.

When I went to pick someone up, I ran into a little trouble.

Far away, I saw a figure standing outside wooden house No. 133.

The surrounding view was very good before, but now, the surrounding area is full of fog. After walking in, I can clearly feel that it has begun to rain lightly.

The figure standing at the door of cabin No. 133 remained motionless in the misty rain.

The other party was holding a bright red umbrella, and the rainwater fell on it and rolled down, forming a series of rain curtains around it.

The red umbrella is not big, but it can just cover the other person's appearance.

The scariest thing is not this, but the fact that the door of cabin No. 133 has been opened a crack.

People holding red umbrellas seem to be able to enter at any time.

But if you look carefully, you can see Doudou blocking the door, whispering something to the person at the door.

This is more like a confrontation.

Doudou was filled with black energy and clenched his small fists. It seemed that he was not communicating well with that person, and he had to fight several times.

The person holding the red umbrella at the door must also be very afraid of Doudou, and it seems that he wants to persuade Doudou to get out of the way.

The situation is critical.

Lin Mo immediately walked forward.

Here, Lin Mo, Xiao Yu, and Dad were exerting great pressure. The person holding the red umbrella also noticed it. The other person turned his head and glanced at it, silent for a moment, then turned around and left slowly.

The other party walked very slowly, and as it left, the surrounding water vapor and fog also disappeared.

Lin Mo hurried to the door.

"Doudou."

"It's dad!" Doudou was very happy, but this kid actually slammed the door and noticed: "Even if dad comes, he still has to say the secret code. If he says the secret code correctly, he can come in."

This guy is pretty good.

Be principled.

Lin Mo said the password, and Doudou opened the door in surprise.

Suddenly he threw himself into Lin Mo's arms.

"Dad, someone wanted to come in just now. He didn't say the code, but he was able to open the door. Uncle So-and-so was also knocked down by him. I was the one who stopped him from coming in. Am I great?"

If you don't praise him for that posture, he will definitely ask you endless questions until he gets an answer that the little guy is satisfied with.

Lin Mo praised it and then went into the house to check.

As expected, the man fell to the ground. Lin Mo went over to take a look and blew a breath before the paper man stood up again.

No one knows what happened before.

If we compare this paper man to a machine, someone just unplugged the machine and paralyzed it.

This method is extremely clever.

Fortunately, there was Doudou, otherwise wooden house 133 would have fallen.

Just like what Dad said, this place is indeed dangerous, with all kinds of strange things emerging in endlessly. It may be dangerous if you stay here for a while.

The next step is to wake up Tiantian and leave here.

This matter is also a bit difficult.

The layer of eggshells around Tiantian can protect him from attacks by foreign enemies, and it also prevents his own people from touching him.

At this moment, Tiantian is completely immersed in a special spiritual realm. It is impossible for ordinary people to wake him up from that special state.

Even nightmares of the level of Xiao Yu and Sister Yue can't do it.

Only Lin Mo has done something similar.

It was Lin Mo who woke up Tiantian last time.

That time, Lin Mo's mental power also improved a bit. However, Lin Mo's mental power has not had the opportunity to exercise these days, and now is an opportunity.

Asking the others to stand aside, Lin Mo sat next to Tiantian and reached out to touch him.

The golden eggshell kept him out.

Can't get in.

Lin Mo began to use his mental power.

His spiritual power is naturally not worth mentioning compared to Tiantian, but Lin Mo is knowledgeable after all. He has met another fifth-level spiritual power user, a horror novelist, on the other side of the ocean.

The ability of a novelist is to create real scenes from fabricated stories.

Every day I use my memory to construct an independent space.

Somewhat similar.

Lin Mo's mental power can be exerted through his 'bewitchment' curse. Tiantian's golden eggshell can prevent others from touching him, but it cannot completely isolate the sound.

Especially the voice with spiritual power.

Lin Mo didn't do anything next and started chattering directly next to Tiantian.

"Tiantian, it's me. Your mission is completed. You can wake up from the scene created by your mental power."

"Open your eyes and look at me. Hurry, open your eyes and look at me."

"Come on, I'll count one, two, three. Listen carefully. When you count to three, you'll wake up."

The sound was like a continuous stream of water, circling around the room, round and round. I don’t know what Tiantian was feeling, but my father had the urge to go over and beat someone in the house now.

I'm so upset.

More lethal than flies around your ears.

The sounds of each sentence are like fingers constantly playing with your eardrums and touching your heartstrings. They are also like pressing your head and beating them constantly.

All in all, it's very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, my father endured it in the end.

It is conceivable that since Dad is like this, Tiantian, who is closer to Lin Mo, cannot be spared at this time.

Especially this kind of spiritual voice, like steel needles piercing into the golden eggshell, Tiantian's expression began to show pain to the naked eye.
To be continued...