He was beaten and scolded, but Liu Jia still had to say that Lin Mo's story was told well.

Otherwise, Lin Mo will have to be killed.

"Are you sick? You must have done it on purpose." Liu Jia finally suppressed her smile. It was more difficult than holding in her feces and urine. Liu Jia was sweating on her forehead.

Lin Mo was curious. He has become a ghost. How can he still sweat?

After thinking about it, I decided not to ask. If there is nothing to do, just look for it yourself.

"I, I didn't know what was going on at the time. This joke just came out. It must have been the power of the taboo that affected me." Lin Mo's words were not to excuse himself, it was a fact.

The power of the taboo must have affected him with some hidden power, otherwise it's not like his brain was really caught in the door, and he told Liu Jia a joke even though he knew he couldn't laugh.

Liu Jia also believed it.

Her understanding of the power of taboos is much better than that of Lin Mo. Sometimes this power does have a subtle influence. This kind of influence cannot be counteracted, and one can only be careful at all times.

As for whether those ghosts were deliberately funny, Lin Mo and Liu Jia didn't want to care. Anyway, they didn't want to see their faces again. Now that they saw them once, they just wanted to laugh.

Ahead is the staircase going down.

It is currently on the eighth floor. According to the situation outside the mirror world, they will go directly through the seventh floor and enter the sixth floor.

But it’s not clear whether this is the case in the mirror world, so we can only take a look around first.

"I did it first just now, you will do it this time." Liu Jia said at this time, her smile had not been completely suppressed, for fear of being irritated by what she saw again.

Because he told a joke, Lin Mo took the blame and took the lead honestly.

Go downstairs.

It was pitch black.

The good thing is, if you can't see anything, you won't be stimulated, and if you aren't stimulated, you won't smile. This is a good start.

very good.

Lin Mo turned around and asked Liu Jia to follow him quickly.

As a result, the two of them walked forward in the dark, but could not find the stairs going down.

This definitely wouldn't work, so Lin Mo took out a brick hammer and shook it.

The moment the flames appeared, the light also tore through the darkness. The next moment, a big-headed ghost was seen building something up.

It seems like a skull.

Several piles have been built around it.

Originally, Lin Mo, Liu Jia, and the big-headed ghost were on the same page, and no one was delaying the other, but the sudden flames made the big-headed ghost stunned.

Then it accidentally stepped back.

This was good news. The pile of skulls it had just built collapsed and rolled to the ground.

The falling skull ran around mischievously and bumped into other piles of skeletons that had been piled up. This chain reaction caused a chain reaction, and the only sound that could be heard was the sound of skulls rolling down.

The big-headed ghost was anxious.

I want to save it, but in this case, let alone two hands, even twenty hands are not enough.

Tell the truth.

This big-headed ghost is quite funny in itself, just like the big-headed son, and combined with the current scene, it matches the expression of wanting to save but being helpless.

Very funny.

If Lin Mo had to hold back under normal circumstances, there would be no problem at all.

But both he and Liu Jia were affected by that forbidden power.

It was like someone was tickling them between their ribs, and they couldn't help it anymore.

But you have to endure it.

Lin Mo simply stretched out his hand to strangle his face.

Turning around, he saw that Liu Jia was doing the same thing.

"Hold on, there's nothing funny about this. Although this little guy looks similar to Big Head's son, it's not funny at all." Liu Jia didn't know whether he was telling Lin Mo or himself.

As a result, at this moment, reality dealt her a heavy blow.

Over there in the corner, another ghost ran out.

Lin Mo just glanced at it and almost passed away.

This ghost was tall, but mainly had a small head. He was staring at Lin Mo and Liu Jia with eyes like two mung beans.

His eyes are full of stories.

In an instant, a song unconsciously appeared in Lin Mo's mind.

"The big-headed son and the little-headed father, a pair of good friends, a happy father and son..."

At this moment, Lin Mo began to open his mouth wide, exhaling and inhaling in large mouths, like a fish lacking oxygen.

Liu Jia gritted her teeth and slapped her hands fiercely, as if she had eaten deviled chili peppers, as if this could cool her down.

"I'm dying!"

Tears almost came out of Liu Jia's eyes.

"Hurry downstairs, you can't stay in this place!"

The two of them helped each other down without saying a word.

Now they have forgotten about finding the exit. What they are thinking about now is how to get out of this place quickly. The big-headed son and the little-headed father cannot look at it at a glance.

Look again, something will definitely happen.

Don't say look, don't even think about it.

In order to make them laugh, the power of taboo can be said to have done it secretly without respecting martial ethics.

"I think there must be something else down there." Lin Mo expressed his speculation at this time. He had to concentrate and stop himself from thinking about those messy and funny things.

"What do you mean, it's for sure, okay?" Liu Jia was also a little angry.

The power of taboo has a terrifying influence on their subconscious.

Scenes that aren't very funny in the first place will always bring back the funniest memories, which you can't stop.

Of course the big-headed son and the little-headed father cannot stay on this floor, but who can guarantee that the next floor will be safe?

But even though they knew there might be new 'traps', they could only go down.

As expected, there were another series of critical hits.

There are two bears below.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like Bear Big Bear II.

Liu Jia reached out and pinched Lin Mo's thigh, and Lin Mo also grabbed Liu Jia's hair without hesitation.

The pain prevented them from laughing.

"Something's wrong. There can't be such a funny ghost. Our eyes have been tampered with." Liu Jia made a judgment immediately.

Generally, ghost blindness can have similar effects.

But Lin Mo and Liu Jia are not ordinary people, and there is no ghost that can cover their eyes at the same time.

All we can say is that the power of taboo is still at work.

This power seems to add a filter to their eyes.

Definitely, whatever you are afraid of will come to you, and whatever you think will come to you.

Lin Mo suddenly had an idea in his mind.

Then he glanced at Liu Jia.

In his eyes, it was as if he had experienced an earthquake.

Then he tried his best to raise his head to make sure not to laugh. Lin Mo even started to pull his hair out and used pain therapy again.

"What's wrong?"

Liu Jia was surprised.

"Stop talking!" Lin Mo waved his hands quickly.

In his field of vision just now, Liu Jia was pouting, her lips as thick as two grilled sausages, and her face was black and blue, asking you what's wrong in a serious manner.

I really can't stand it.

At this moment, Lin Mo's face began to twitch uncontrollably.

He couldn't control himself anymore.

Smiling is like the feeling of being released at that moment when your bladder is filled to the extreme, as if it is about to spurt out, unstoppable.

Liu Jia was right, the power of the restriction affected their vision.
To be continued...