Nightmare Attack

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At the same time, Fatty also heard the sound, and his eyes became vigilant: "What sound?"

Jiang Cheng walked to the back of the door, but didn't open it, he just looked out through the gap in the middle of the door. After a while, the increasingly hurried sound slowly subsided, and then there was a sound of knocking on a wooden clapper.

"winter."

"winter."

...

The sound was constantly moving, and judging from the direction, it came in through the gate of the courtyard, and it was the way they came.

Jiang Cheng narrowed his eyes, and from a distance he saw someone carrying a large white lantern, standing next to the wing where Yu Chengmu and the others were.

After a while, someone came out of the wing and seemed to be talking.

Jiang Cheng silently counted the time, then turned to look at Fatty: "Let's go, the watchman is here." After speaking, Jiang Cheng pushed open the door and walked out, and Fatty hurriedly followed after drinking a sip of hot tea.

When Jiang Cheng and Fatty arrived, Chen Hao's group and Jia Jinliang Abiao had already arrived, and standing in front of them at the moment was an old man wearing a black robe and a white cloth belt around his waist.

There was also a tattered red cloth wrapped around the old man's right arm.

Everyone's attention was more focused on the lantern held by the old man. On the white lantern was written a blood-red libation.

The dragons and snakes walk with the calligraphy pen, reflecting the erratic candlelight, giving people an unreal illusion.

Yu Chengmu looked at the lantern and the old man's costume. He seemed to see something. His eyelids couldn't help but jump a few times.

The old man raised the lantern, and by the light, everyone could vaguely see the old man's face. The timidest Pang Xiaofeng's face changed suddenly. On the left half of the left face, a triangular one eye was embedded in the eye socket, and the slightly closed eyelid reflected a faint edge.

After a while, a hoarse voice sounded like grit rubbing against glass, "You corpse hunters and I, who beat men, belong to the same lineage thousands of years ago, and you won't give in if you call me senior."

"Let's gossip. Tonight, the corpse hunter will go to the mourning hall to watch the night. I will ask one or two, and you will listen carefully."

"Senior, please speak." Yu Chengmu became more and more obedient.

"You can't go to the night vigil together. People get angry and gather together. I'm afraid that variables will be born out of thin air. You go one by one. Each person will keep a stick of incense for a while, and you can leave when the incense burns out." Can't really hear it.

Chen Hao lowered his voice: "Senior, does everyone have to watch the night?"

His question is very appropriate. After all, it is now approaching the 3rd watch. There are 11 of them. According to a stick of incense for half an hour, if the last person is not guarded, it will be dawn.

The Gengren tilted his head to look at him, and was stared at by this stare, Chen Hao was stabbed in the back, "Hu——, Hu——" The Gengren made a strange gasp, as if he was sneering: "Of course not all, there are 5 people. , 5 people is enough."

Shi Gengren glanced at the people in front of him, and suddenly said, "Just the 5 people closest to me!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, but it was too late to think about retreating.

Yu Chengmu, Pang Xiaofeng, Lei Mingyu, Ah Biao, and Fatty won the lottery.

Several people came out one after another and stood in front of the beaters.

In fact, Jiang Cheng was the fifth, but before he could go out, he was secretly pinched by the fat man, and the fat man next to him walked up first.

Just as Jiang Cheng was about to speak, out of the corner of his eye, he found that the Gengman took out a pen-shaped thing from his arms, and there was a rattling sound inside.

It's a... sign bucket!

Are they going to draw lots?

Fatty turned his back to Jiang Cheng and made a reassuring gesture to him.

The watcher's gaze swept across the faces of the five people one by one. After a while, he handed the lottery bucket to Lei Mingyu, "Let's start with you, and you will draw lots to decide the order."

Lei Mingyu sneered, didn't shake it, took out one and handed it to the beater, "That's it."

The fat man got close, and secretly stretched his neck to look at the sign. There were a bunch of ghost characters on it, and he didn't know a word.

After taking a look at the watchman, he said in an announcement-like voice, "Sign up."

Chen Hao exhaled slightly after hearing this.

Next was Yu Chengmu. Yu Chengmu took the lottery bucket respectfully. First, he held the lottery bucket and said a few words in a low voice. Then he shook the lottery bucket three times on the left and three times on the right. Shake out a sign.

Yu Chengmu frowned slightly when he saw the ghost painting talisman on the sign, but he didn't look very worried.

"Zhongping signing." The Gengren announced.

The next one was the fat man. The fat man stretched out his hand to sign the bucket. He almost got stuck because his hand was too fat. Yu Chengmu couldn't help sneering and shaking his head when he saw it. Dare to be so presumptuous, not afraid of retribution.

But the next second, he couldn't laugh anymore, and the watchman looked at the sign, then raised his head and looked at Fatty's innocent face, "Send the sign."

The heart that Jiang Cheng was carrying was put down.

The hearts of the remaining two were lifted.

The top sign is gone, the top sign is gone, the Zhongping sign is gone, so... what's left?

When Ah Biao heard the news that he had been drawn, there was a hint of panic on his calm face, and Pang Xiaofeng had signed, and his calf was softening at the moment.

"Sign up for the first vigil." The watchman put away the signing bucket and said calmly, "Then go down one by one and sign the last vigil."

At this time, the expressions of Ah Biao and Pang Xiaofeng were bright.

Fatty: "???"

The watchman did not intend to explain, he raised his legs and walked towards the wing of the three of Yu Chengmu. Everyone followed in confusion, only to see that the watchman took out two conical gadgets from his arms and threw them on the table. .

"You can find the incense for calculating the time in the mourning hall. Use the thickest white candle in front of the mourning hall to light the incense. Remember, no matter what happens in the middle, you must not leave."

"These two little things are reserved for you in case you need them." After speaking, the watchman took some out of his arms and distributed them to everyone. "Two in each wing, you can keep them."

Jiang Cheng took it and weighed it with his hands. The texture was thick and hard at the same time. It was covered with a dark green shell, and Jiang Cheng could not guess what was inside.

"Senior." Jia Jinliang smiled, "How do you use this thing, and when will it be used?"

"It can be lit with fire." The Gengren said faintly: "As for when to use it, you will naturally know when the time comes."

After touching his nose, Jia Jinliang didn't dare to ask any more questions, and the guy in front of him was obviously not a good person.

Standing up, the watchman walked out, and only turned his head when he reached the door. "Also, remember, the mourning hall is at the far west of the house. In front of the hall, there is an old locust tree planted in the past. Before the five of you go in, and when you leave, you have to hit the bell, and when you hear the bell, it's time to change people."

"Five people, five incense sticks, if each incense sticks for half an hour, it may not last until dawn." Jiang Cheng suddenly said: "Is it okay, senior?"

A sullen look appeared on Shi Gengren's terrifying face, "Don't you understand what I said, I..."

The next second, the watchman stopped suddenly, his mouth opened slightly, and the one eye stared at Jiang Cheng, first tightening slightly, then widening again.

Yu Chengmu looked strange and asked in a low voice, "Senior?"

The watchman was just waking up from a dream at this moment, and after leaving a sentence "start in a quarter of an hour, you can do it yourself", then he took the lantern and stumbled away, his right leg seemed to be injured.

After the beater left, everyone turned their attention to Jiang Cheng, but Jiang Cheng himself didn't know why.

Time was running out, Jiang Cheng wanted to leave with the fat man quickly, but was stopped by Jia Jinliang, who was shy, "Don't leave first, we met here, it's fate, we should all help each other."

"In my opinion, we all leave contact information for each other, and once we have information, we will share it, how about it?"

Although we knew that he was not at ease, but after all, everyone did not tear their faces, so they left each other contact information.

"We are the first, we have to prepare first." Jiang Cheng pulled Fatty away.

On the road, the fat man cried and said, "Doctor, what kind of thing do you think this is? Did I get targeted? How come I was the first to go to the vigil on the sign? Isn't this the best sign?"

"It's very strange, but you don't have to worry too much. The probability of death is not high. This time, it may be more dangerous the further you go." Jiang Cheng continued after thinking: "But you have to be careful, if you are not careful If you touch the taboo, it's hard to say."

Speaking of the taboo, Fatty looked at Jiangcheng curiously while no one was there, and said in a low voice, "It's so strange that Shigengren looked at you just now, he seems to have seen something."

Hearing that Jiangcheng slowed down, he seemed to be thinking about this.

"Did he find out that he has no brothers?" Fatty asked in a low voice.

Jiang Cheng shook his head, "It's not like, I also thought of this, but I tried to wake Wu up just now, and he didn't respond at all. If Wu didn't show up on his own initiative, I don't believe that people in the game can find it."

If the Gengman really has this way, then Jiang Cheng suspects that he is the big boss in this dungeon world.

After a while, Jiang Cheng gave an analysis that made the fat man horrified: "If I were to look at a person with that kind of eyes, then I would think that this person is familiar to me, but I just can't think of where I've seen this person, or who this person is. I know, but I don't understand why he's here all of a sudden."

"You mean to beat Gengren, he... has seen you before?" Fatty couldn't help shaking, this guess was really scary, and when the night wind blew, the goose bumps on his body all stood up.

It wasn't until he could see the big locust tree from a distance that Jiang Cheng stopped, "I won't give it to you, Fatty, be smart yourself." Jiang Cheng also took out a piece of the thing that the beating man gave to Fatty, He explained: "We still don't know whether this thing is good or bad, but you remember, unless it is exhausted, this thing...don't use it."

"Understood, doctor." The fat man took it nervously, as if he felt that it was not safe to hold in his hand, and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Also, you need to observe more when you arrive, but you can only watch. Try not to touch it with your hands, and don't use your mobile phone. I won't call you, and you don't call me."

"it is good!"

After the explanation, Jiang Cheng returned immediately. He came to send Fatty at a risk, so he tried his best to return to his residence before the arrival of the 3rd watch, otherwise he might get entangled.

But halfway through, Jiang Cheng's worries were fulfilled.

It's just that it's not a ghost that is entangled in him, or not a ghost for the time being, but... a white lantern swaying about a few dozen meters away from him.

Is to beat more people!

The watchman did not leave, but stared at him from a distance!

A chill appeared on his back. Jiang Cheng wasn't afraid of him, but he didn't understand why he did this to him. Jiang Cheng didn't remember hitting Gengren in the face, and in two worlds, they should have never known each other.

What's even weirder is that from the look in Gengren's eyes, he also noticed the other party's doubts.

"winter--"

The dull sound of the bell echoed in the abandoned house, like throwing a stone into stagnant water.

After the fat man hit the clock, he encouraged himself as he walked into the mourning hall in front of him.

After approaching, Fatty realized that the building with the mourning hall was a bit strange. It didn't look like a normal house, but it looked like... a temple.

Yes, it is a temple!

The burlap white cloth and white flags hanging outside had been blown away by the night wind, and some fell to the ground. After entering the high threshold, a statue came into view.

It's a statue of a woman.

Fatty doesn't know much about things like worshipping gods, so he doesn't know which goddess this is, or which female bodhisattva. He just thinks that this sculpture is really exquisite.

Women are very beautiful, and they are a kind of unassuming beauty. Women's eyebrows, lips, and even the folds on their clothes are all lifelike. There is even a gust of wind blowing, and women will feel like dancing with the wind.

Fatty shivered suddenly, "Why do I feel this outrageous?"

He immediately took his eyes off the woman~www.readwn.com~ and looked down. There was a table of sacrifices in front of the statue, with various white paper flowers and hanging white lanterns on both sides.

On the lantern is a big word for liberation written with a black brush.

The fat man found the censer from the table where the offerings were placed, and there were a few sticks of incense scattered around the censer.

The fat man picked one that was pleasing to the eye, remembering what the man said, he found the thickest white candle in front of the mourning hall, then lit the incense and inserted it into the incense burner.

Later, Fatty knelt down in front of the statue of the woman reverently, and kowtowed three times at the statue, whispering in his mouth: "I'm sorry, sister fairy, I know that burning incense for the gods should be three sticks of three sticks, but I have no choice. I only have one incense. You are a kind-hearted and kind bodhisattva. Don't care about me. When I go out this time, I will... No, I will also take the doctor, and we will give you the incense together. Please, please, don't blame the fairy sister!"

It seems that he sensed his kindness, and suddenly there was a "crunch" sound in the direction of the withered sculpture, as if someone stepped on rotten wood.

Fatty was startled, and "Zeng" jumped up from the ground in one fell swoop.

He discerned carefully that the sound seemed to come from behind the sculpture. The back of the sculpture was spliced ​​together with several large pieces of white cloth. When the wind blew, a large black gap was exposed where the white cloth was connected, and there was obviously room behind it. .

Fatty leaned over cautiously, didn't dare to touch the white cloth, just slowly brought his face closer.

In the next second, his Tong Kong shrunk to a crevice. He saw that there were several large coffins placed side by side next to the withered statue. The edge is still dripping down.