Nightmare Attack

"Painted Corpse Man?" This title was new to the rest.

Yu Chengmu didn't detour and explained directly: "You still remember the paper figurine in the paper maker's room, little brother Du Moyu said that the one who saw the face, that paper figurine was left with a painted corpse. Mark of."

"The reason why his face was torn off is because as long as that face is there, the paper figurine may come back to life. That's the scary part of painting a corpse."

"Painting people first paints souls." Yu Chengmu seems to be particularly concerned about this.

"According to the current situation, these shady people first got a paper figurine out, and also forged the identity background and name for the paper figurine. It is a candidate named Lu Jianli, who is going to Beijing to take the exam."

Zhang Junyu paused, "Then arranged for the paper figurine to live in the Wu family, and had an intersection with the Miss Wu family. It is not clear what happened, but the final result was that the paper figurine left a love letter to the eldest Miss Wu family. , Finally, the eldest Miss of the Wu family voluntarily sacrificed the river god."

"Judging from the last sentence of the love letter, I don't dare to lose Jun's kindness, this paper figure is a master of love. He has successfully won the heart of Miss Wu, and he has also made a promise that will never be fulfilled." Fatty didn't realize it himself, he was watching Jiang Cheng said these words.

It wasn't until Jiang Cheng glared at him that Fatty responded.

To be honest, Fatty thinks that this kind of thing is too suitable for the doctor. After passing through thousands of flowers, the leaves don't stick to the body. Besides... He still deeply remembers Du Moyu's words, the paper man actually grew a piece of paper. Doctor's face.

Zhang Jun, Yu Jia Jinliang, who was watching the interaction between Fatty and Jiang Cheng, looked confused. They didn't know what happened, and they couldn't ask questions, but they felt inexplicably uneasy.

Yu Chengmu didn't understand either, but he narrowed his eyes and pretended to be an expert that I could see through.

"What's the secret of this eldest lady of the Wu family, that would attract people from the underworld to do such a scheme?" Jia Jinliang asked a question, and now all the blame is directed at this lady of the river.

"Huh?" Du Moyu suddenly made a voice.

Chen Hao looked at him, "What, what did you think of?"

Du Moyu's face changed, then shook his head, "I just thought of a possibility, but it shouldn't be right, and I have no evidence to prove it."

"Let's talk about it first." Jia Jinliang smiled but didn't smile, "Now everyone has little evidence, these are all speculations to put it bluntly, Du Moyu brothers are so lucky, maybe they can really think of any good ideas. "

Ignoring Jia Jinliang's innuendo, Du Moyu said, "I'm thinking... The woman you saw in Yizhuang last night, is she the Queen of the River?"

"Yes." Yu Chengmu nodded affirmatively.

"Okay." Du Moyu's conjecture seemed to be confirmed little by little, and he continued: "Have you ever thought about what this Lady Dahe is going to do in Yizhuang?"

"Of course it's to kill people, to kill those who violate the rules." Lei Mingyu said.

"I know this, but I'm referring to Empress Dahe's original intention. It's true that she kills people, but why did she open those coffins? She clearly knew that you were in a room separated by a white cloth."

"Could it be... She took so much effort to open a coffin just to scare you?" Du Moyu asked back, "Listening to the grievances of the villagers today, the Yizhuang must have been destroyed badly."

Hearing this, everyone's faces were covered with a special emotion, and after a while, Zhang Junyu was the first to speak: "So... you mean that Empress Dahe didn't go there entirely to kill us, her real purpose was to rummage through those coffin?"

"No." Zhang Junyu added: "She is looking for someone, looking for..."

"Look for her crush, the scholar named Lu Jianli!" Du Moyu said suddenly.

"How could the scholar be in the coffin?" Then another new question was raised, "He died... I mean why does Miss Wu think that the scholar is dead?"

"There's something wrong with that sacrifice ceremony!" Jiang Cheng said decisively: "It's true that the eldest lady of the Wu family volunteered to sacrifice, but she may have been deceived."

"What are you cheating on her? It's not the river **** who cheated her into marrying her, but the scholar?" A Biao sneered. He was very repelled by Jiang Cheng. The last time Zhou Qing was put up by Jiang Cheng.

Laughing ridiculously, he couldn't laugh, because he suddenly realized that these... are not impossible.

After everyone calmed down, Yu Chengmu changed the subject naturally, "These things will be clear sooner or later, don't be impatient, do the things in front of you first, and tonight, there will be another hurdle."

"According to the previous missions, we may meet this corpse painting soon." Du Moyu's face and tone were full of unease.

"Haha." Yu Chengmu twisted his beard, rolled his eyelids and sneered: "No, maybe, I think it is, and it will be very soon, maybe we can see it tonight."

The combination of Yu Chengmu's expression and his tone made people feel more and more uneasy, and most importantly, Yu Chengmu was considered the most experienced person in the sub-mission among them, and his words should be weighed by everyone.

Besides... there's no need for him to lie about this.

"What's the origin of this corpse painting?" Jiang Cheng looked at Yu Chengmu very naturally, without asking for advice at all. He seemed to think that he knew a lot and shared what he should do.

Yu Chengmu didn't care about him, and said slowly: "This corpse painter is like our corpse hunter, both of which belong to the yin line, but the number is even rarer."

"Generally, they don't shoot corpses. Those who need them to shoot are the corpses of some evil sect, or those who have been wronged by Xue to die, or those who have died in a disaster, all of which are of this type."

"Most of these corpses are beyond recognition, or look very scary~www.readwn.com~ At this time, it is necessary to draw corpses. They have the means to temporarily suppress the hostility of the corpse, so that the appearance of the corpse becomes peaceful, so that the relatives When you send them off on their last journey, it's better to walk away."

Jiang Cheng suddenly interjected and asked, "Which one is in front of painting a corpse or sewing a corpse?"

Yu Chengmu glanced at him with some appreciation and nodded, "Of course it is to draw corpses. The most important function of drawing corpses is to dispel the grievances that suppress corpses, so that corpses will be able to complete the work without distractions."

"Of course, the corpse sewers also have their own means of suppressing the corpse, but if the corpse sewers dare not even take over the corpses, then the corpse sewers will not touch it. This is also a rule." Yu Chengmu explained.

"So... the order of our tasks is also problematic." Jiang Cheng touched his chin and said, "The order is reversed."

He had thought about this a long time ago, but only now has it been confirmed.

"That's right." Yu Chengmu nodded.

"What the **** are these shady people doing?" Du Moyu only heard the names of these people and knew that it was not easy to mess with, and these shady people got together, I'm afraid it wasn't to complete some kind of sorcery.

This so-called Dahe Empress is their victim?

Lei Mingyu also opened his mouth and said, "People from the underworld should attach great importance to these paths. How could they make the mistake of reversing the order? In my opinion, these people are intentional. There must be a big hole in it."

Fatty's brain twitched and he blurted out, "This pit must be prepared for us, we don't need to think about it."

Du Moyu heard the fat man talking, although it was nonsense, he still licked: "Brother Fugui is right!"

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Today the company resumed work and asked to work overtime. It's too late to start writing. I'm missing two chapters, brothers.