After I became the underworld, global terror descended

Chapter 151 Money can make the world go round

People like Wei Fu died in very strange ways.

Mo Lin looked at Qin Yuyu in the distance again.

This is all too weird.

I always feel that something is very strange.

Stuck in a loop?
Keep repeating?

"What's wrong with you?" Qin Yuyu asked Mo Lin.

Merlin didn't answer her.

At this moment, Mo Lin's gaze was focused on the distance.

Waiting for Wei Xun to appear.

Ten minutes. Thirty minutes. Sixty minutes
Wei Xun did not show up.

But Qin Yuyu showed up.

Mo Lin lowered his head and fell into deep thought.

Mo Lin chose to leave Qingyuan Miaodao Temple and walked forward along a road.

I walked forward along the light, not knowing how long I had been walking.

The light gradually dimmed.

There is darkness at the end of this road.

Mo Lin suddenly remembered a word that the blue ghost had said before, Nightmare Realm.

In other words, Mo Lin hasn't gone out yet.

He is still trapped here.

A glimmer of light appeared in the dark night.

Mo Lin walked towards the direction of the light.

There was a thatched hut.

Very old-fashioned house.

This type of house has long been eliminated by the times.

Outside the thatched hut, a kerosene lamp was lit.

It was this ray of light that attracted Mo Lin.

There is only this glimmer of light within a few kilometers.

An old man in a yellow robe slowly appeared in sight.

The old man walked out of the thatched hut, and was stunned when he saw Mo Lin.

"Boy...locked up in here? Can't get out?" The old man smiled.

"Um"

Mo Lin stepped forward and slowly said to the old man: "Senior, do you know where this is? Why am I here?"

"Why should I tell you?" The old man in yellow robe asked, stumping Mo Lin.

Seeing Mo Lin's dazed expression, the old man in yellow robe said again: "I am the guardian of this place.
This is the Nightmare Realm. This is not the way you want to ask questions, right? You want to ask someone to do something for you but you come back empty-handed? "

Mo Lin suddenly realized: "I understand...I understand"

As he said that, Mo Lin took out a thousand ghost money from the ghost-suppressing book and handed it over obediently.

"Senior, this is a little thought."

The moment he saw the paper money for the dead, the old man in yellow robe showed a kind smile on his face.

"Little brother, you really understand things."

The attitude is different after receiving the money.

"Why am I here?" This is really what Mo Lin is most confused about.

"Someone from the Nightmare Temple took the money and called you over, so you came." The old man in yellow robe said to Mo Lin.

"Normally, you would have died the first time you came in, but someone outside saved you, so you survived."

Mo Lin once again offered 10,000 ghost money.

"Senior, please don't be polite to me."

"Hey young man, you're welcome."

The moment he saw the ten thousand ghost money, the old man in the yellow robe's eyes lit up.

"There is a trick here.. I will tell you in detail."

"When you first came in, it was the Nightmare Realm, where everyone would be trapped in a cycle. The same things would happen over and over again, and there would be the same people. Normally, people would not be able to get out once they were trapped in it.

You are lucky, someone rescued you, but you did not completely leave the nightmare world."

It sounds complicated, but to put it simply, Mo Lin was trapped in the Nightmare Realm before, and would have been stuck in a cycle until his death.

But someone rescued him.

It is estimated that Wei Fu and others in the real world took action.

Mo Lin had seen the shadows of these people before.

The place where Mo Lin is now is the real nightmare world.

"You offended someone, and that person wanted to bring you to the Nightmare Realm to kill you, but you turned out to be lucky in disguise. Not only did you not die, but you actually entered the Nightmare Realm." The old man in yellow robe said to Mo Lin again. The truth of all these things was revealed.

All the strange things that happened before also had appropriate explanations.

"You're here, it's an opportunity for you." The old man in yellow robe said to Mo Lin deliberately keeping him in suspense.

Mo Lin once again offered 10,000 ghost money and handed it to the old man in yellow robe.

After receiving the money, the old man in yellow robe no longer kept the secret and pointed in the direction behind him and spoke.

"This is the Nightmare Realm, and inside it is a temple called the Nightmare Temple.

There is an immortal named Sanyanxian.

The more money you pay him, the better. As long as the money is enough, he will accept you as a registered disciple."

"From now on, you will be a registered disciple of the Nightmare Temple."

"What are the benefits of being a registered disciple?"

"There are many benefits that can help you turn danger into safety." The old man in yellow robe explained.

"Thank you for your guidance, senior."

Mo Lin's heartbeat unconsciously quickened at this moment. This was indeed an opportunity.

"Go in!" The old man in yellow robe waved at Mo Lin, signaling him to go in.

Looking at Mo Lin's back, the old man in yellow robe reminded him: "If you can't find the Nightmare Temple, go to a place called Nightmare Street. There is money that can make the devil work."

Then Mo Lin's figure completely disappeared from his sight.

The old man in yellow robe looked at the more than 20,000 paper money in his pocket and smiled.

“This is a rich kid.”

Then the old man in yellow robe suddenly focused his gaze.

Waved to stop the front.

He grabbed a black figure out of the darkness.

The black shadow fell heavily to the ground.

"What are you doing?" the old man in yellow robe shouted at the black shadow.

"Senior, I want to go to the Nightmare Realm." The black shadow replied respectfully.

"Are there any ghost money?"

"This is a little gift from the junior." The black shadow took out two hundred paper money from his pocket.

"Snapped!"

The old man in yellow robe slapped the black shadow hard on the face and shouted angrily, "Get lost!"

Two hundred ghost money, are you trying to fool the ghosts?
"Senior, didn't that person just go in?" The black shadow retorted somewhat unwillingly.

"Pa" the old man in yellow robe slapped the black shadow hard on the face again.

"What qualifications do you have to be compared with the person in front?"

Can two hundred ghost money be compared with twenty thousand ghost money?

"If you show up here again, I will kill you." The old man in yellow robe scolded.

The black shadow didn't dare to say anything more, turned around and left.

Mo Lin walked slowly along the pitch-black road.

It was still very dark here. Mo Lin was like a headless fly, walking forward all the time.

I didn’t see anything, the Nightmare Temple.

Mo Lin was glad that he had ghost money.

When communicating with the old man in yellow robe before, Mo Lin realized one thing. If he didn't have the ghost money, his fate would be different now.

The ghosts here seem quite realistic.

"Stranger?" A cold voice came.

Mo Lin looked in the direction of the sound, but saw nothing.

"here."

The voice came from below. Mo Lin lowered his head and saw a small coal-like thing standing below.

This thing is round and dark in color.

It looks similar to a sea urchin.

"This is the Nightmare Realm. Without someone to lead the way, you will never find where you want to go."

Meiqiu said slowly to Molin: "Two hundred ghost coins for leading the way, and one thousand ghost coins for finding someone."

"Is ghost money important to you?" Mo Lin discovered something very interesting.

The old man in yellow robe also hinted at Mo Lin to give money.

The coal-like ghost in front of him also opened his mouth to ask for paper money for the dead.

"Of course, this is the Nightmare Realm. Nether Money is very scarce. As long as you have enough Nether Money, you can almost walk sideways in the Nightmare Realm!"

The coal-ball kid's words made Mo Lin's heart beat faster.

Enough ghost money?
Mo Lin seems to meet this condition.

(End of this chapter)