Nightmare Attack

"Go, follow and have a look." Yu Chengmu raised his legs and followed the shoe prints and walked into the village.

The strange shoe prints were quickly separated from the footprints of the villagers, and they embarked on a path alone. Based on the rough estimates of the footprints left, there were quite a few of these ghosts, at least a dozen.

Obviously, this number cannot be explained by the corpses in the coffins last night.

Everyone walked all the way, and finally followed to a separate courtyard at the edge of the village, where the shoe print disappeared in front of the courtyard gate.

The yard was bigger than the villagers' houses they saw along the way, but it was slightly dilapidated. If you look closely, you can see traces of people living in it, and the front door has been simply taken care of.

"The courtyard walls of this house are so high." The fat man looked around. The height of the courtyard walls prevented them from seeing the scene inside. The more it was like this, the more curious everyone became.

Jia Jinliang pretended to go up to knock on the door, but Yu Chengmu stopped him and scolded him, "Naughty, do you know what you are doing?" Yu Chengmu shook his beard and looked serious.

"Old gentleman, what advice do you have?" Jia Jinliang laughed with him, his acting skills were more natural than Yu Chengmu, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Yu Chengmu walked over, stood on tiptoe, straightened his arms, and touched the top of the door frame with his hand. After a while, he seemed to have touched something, and when he pulled it with his hand, a light suddenly shot towards him.

It is a mirror embedded on one side, the style is simple, and there are gossip patterns around it.

The mirror was originally covered with a piece of cloth, but at this moment, the dark cloth was torn off by Yu Chengmu and held in his hand.

"There is a gossip mirror on the door, the stone steps under the door are thin and long, the courtyard walls are tall and uneven, and bricks are always lacking every nine months. , that face was a little unnatural, "You must knock on the door of someone else's door, otherwise you will accidentally rush into the evil spirit inside, and the happy event will turn into a mourning event."

Hearing this, Jia Jinliang's body couldn't help but tremble, but he still said with a stubborn smile: "Sir, it's not as hung up as you said." Yu Chengmu sneered and stepped aside: "Then knock, I'd rather Let's see, what will open the door for you." Seeing the lively performance of this group of people, Du Moyu secretly laughed in his heart, but he still pretended not to know, and stepped forward to persuade: "Mr. Yu, Boss Jia is also unintentional, Don't bother with him when you are old." After the conversation changed, Du Moyu complimented: "Please also explain the mystery of this yard in front of us, Mr. Yu, for our juniors."

Yu Chengmu did not answer directly, but gave Zhang Junyu a wink. Zhang Junyu immediately walked to the door after receiving the order. He did not dare to touch the door with his hands, but picked up a stone from the ground and gently pressed against the wooden door.

There was a gap in the middle of the door, about half a finger's width. Zhang Junyu waited for a while before slowly putting his face in.

After about a few seconds, I heard a sound of air-conditioning, "Everything is stable." Zhang Junyu retracted his gaze, turned his head, and his voice was a little strange.

Yu Chengmu narrowed his eyes slightly after hearing this, "It really is a paper maker!"

"Is there a man who lives here?" Lei Mingyu blinked, he didn't know anything about these things, "But what did you mean when you said everything was peaceful?"

Before Cheng Mu could answer, Zhang Junyu looked at him, and said with some coping: "This is a jargon in the antiques business. It refers to four paper horses and eight large sedan chairs. It is usually used for important ceremonies."

This is where ordinary people in the antiques business will understand. It is clearly understood by people who have been cheating all year round. Jiang Cheng's heart is more and more clear about the identities of these people, but his face is humbly asking for advice.

But at this moment, Jia Jinliang seemed to realize something suddenly, and looked at the yard with fear, "So - the one who carried away the coffins last night was... a paper figurine made by a paper maker?"

"Paper man lifts the coffin?" Zhou Qing couldn't help being horrified.

Yu Chengmu glanced at him, and Zhou Qing opened his mouth and closed it honestly.

There were hurried footsteps not far away, everyone immediately became nervous, their eyes turned to the corner of the wall, and after a while, a dark-skinned man walked out from behind the wall, the one who led the way last night.

Seeing these people from Jiangcheng, the man trotted over and said in a very anxious tone: "Oh, why did the masters come here, I'm looking for it!"

"What happened?" Jiang Cheng asked. Not long ago, the old man was called away in a hurry, thinking that something happened in the village.

"Someone in the village is missing." The man said quickly: "It's a woman, her husband and son are both dead, there are these two people in the few coffins you guarded last night.

"The woman was arguing and died. We were worried that she was looking for a shortcoming, so we specially arranged for someone to watch her. As a result, the woman used an excuse to go to a thatched hut, but it didn't take long for her to look again, and the person was gone."

"Let's put this matter aside for now. Let me ask you, who is the owner of this house?" It can be seen that Zhou Qing is not interested in the disappearance of the woman at all. A shadow was cast.

Hearing this, the man looked at Zhou Qing with a strange expression, and the next sentence he said made everyone stunned on the spot, "The owner of this house is the woman's husband, and her husband and son take care of it on weekdays. In the business here, their family is rather eccentric, and they don’t have much contact with the villagers.”

"By the way, it should also have something to do with the business they are engaged in. He is a paper maker, and he makes paper figurines and horses for the dead. His craftsmanship is very good, and the paper figurines look alive at first glance. similar."

The man said so much in one breath, but when he heard his sentence, the paper figurine looked like it was alive at first glance~www.readwn.com~ Fatty's face instantly became ugly, thinking of you brother Be more confident, maybe it's not just as complicated as it looks, it's alive, and it will carry coffins!

The man rubbed his hands, looked at them a little embarrassedly, and suddenly said: "Since all the masters are here, please come in with me to have a look, and by the way, give me courage." The man was very honest and bitter. The face said: "To tell the truth from the masters, I am alone, and I really dare not go in and find someone."

Fatty swallowed and said cautiously, "Will that woman run back here, I think. I think not."

"Definitely not!" Jia Jinliang also echoed, even though he was writing about supernatural beings, in fact, he was not very courageous, he just screamed fiercely, mainly because the yard looked out of place.

"If you're not inside, you have to go in and look for it." The man didn't give them a chance to agree at all. He walked forward directly, and he didn't know what method to use, and opened the door in two clicks.

"Masters, please come in.

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