Lin Mo also meant the same thing.

Both father and son are fierce people. They were very cautious before they knew the rules, but once they understand the rules, there is nothing to be afraid of.

"Do you really want to go up?" Zhang Meng asked.

Lin Mo nodded.

"He might die." Zhang Meng threatened him.

"Just close your eyes." Lin Mo disagreed.

"What if you can't resist the temptation? What if you have other good deeds?" Zhang Meng's head was filled with all kinds of accidents. It seemed that if he accidentally fell while walking, he might break his neck.

"Don't worry, we know what's going on. If you're scared, just stay on the first floor and keep an eye on it for us." Lin Mo guessed that Zhang Meng didn't dare to go up, so he said this.

Zhang Meng said nothing.

Seeing Lin Mo and his father entering the stairs one after another, Zhang Meng gritted his teeth and walked in with his eyes closed.

"I'm here too, I'm behind you, please protect me." Zhang Meng shouted with her eyes closed.

But strangely, there was no response.

Zhang Meng shouted again, but there was still no sound, which made her feel a little nervous.

Go back?

We have already followed, so where can we go back? Just feel our way up.

But why didn't Lin Mo respond?

Zhang Meng couldn't understand.

But I couldn't open my eyes to see, so I could only walk up in fear.

The number of steps one step at a time.

Every step I took was scary.

At this time, Zhang Meng heard Lin Mo's voice coming from the front: "Open your eyes, it's okay, I'll kill that ghost."

Huh?

Zhang Meng was stunned.

But she's not stupid either. She didn't hear any movement just now, and she actually said she killed a ghost.

Who are you lying to?

Lin Mo wouldn't say that, it would be to harm her, so the voice that just spoke was not actually spoken by Lin Mo at all.

It's the ghost in the stairwell.

Zhang Meng smiled: "If you want to lie to me, you still have some skills."

Ignore it and continue upward.

In fact, both Lin Mo and Dad heard similar sounds just now.

But what they heard in their ears was not Lin Mo's voice.

What Lin Mo heard was his father's voice, and what his father heard was Lin Mo's voice.

It's just that they are not ordinary people, and it is impossible for them to fall for such simple deception and confusion.

The next moment, Lin Mo felt something wet.

Flexible.

It looks like a hand.

The next moment, this hand firmly grasped Lin Mo's hand.

Holding hands together.

This feeling, not to mention how uncomfortable it is.

The main reason is that they can't see it. When most people close their eyes and suddenly touch another person's hand, they will instinctively open their eyes and take a look, especially when they know that this person is definitely not a companion.

But who is Lin Mo?

He touched the other person's hand and then moved his other hand up, along the other person's arm, and up.

"It's wet. It's not sweat. You can't sweat so much, and it's still a little sticky."

Lin Mo muttered and smelled it.
Chapter completed!