Nightmare Attack

When they walked out, the three found some water stains in the front hall of the ancestral hall. The water stains were irregular, one by one, and most importantly, they were not there when they first came in.

A terrifying guess instantly appeared in the hearts of the three of them: Dahe Niangniang has come!

Since it was unclear whether Dahe Niangniang had gone far, or whether she was squatting with them outside, none of the three dared to go out.

It wasn't until it was dawn and that it was safe to go out.

On the way back, the fat man took a deep breath. After the rain, a damp and grassy smell spread in his nostrils. He has never missed the feeling of being alive as much as he does now.

The soul is sealed in a body made of paper, and the sense of despair cannot be described in words. Even the process is scarier than death itself.

Fatty thought a lot along the way. In just ten minutes, faces flashed in his mind, Huai Yi, Wang Qi, Pi Ruan's fresh lives all ended at the brightest moment in their lives, the culprit. The calamity is this car. No, it's the Abyss Plan, the Night's Watch's insatiable desire!

Doctors, and myself, and many, many innocent people, are the victims of all this. Now, looking back at Yu Chengmu, Jia Jinliang, and the others, Fatty doesn't think they are so hateful, but thinks they are pitiful. Everyone is the same at some point, they are all a group of pitiful worms struggling to survive.

It's just that some people keep the most basic bottom line, and some people's bottom line has been polished in missions.

But he knows that he is not qualified to talk about the bottom line, especially in the mission. If one day, in an extremely dangerous situation, he has no doubt that the doctor will participate in the entire mission in order to help him survive. All were killed.

Because of the doctor, he can live until now, and he still has a life to think about the bottom line, and those who are not so lucky have long been thrown into the mission world, and their bones can not be found.

But in all fairness, he didn't want the doctor to become that kind of person, even to save himself, he didn't want it.

He had a vague feeling that there was still a door in the doctor's body, and that door felt weird to him, even weirder than nothing. If he had to describe it, the door was more like the door of the doctor's heart. .

If one day, as a psychiatrist, he can't control himself and falls into true despair, then that door of the heart will be opened, the current doctor will walk in, and the other one that no one has ever seen The doctor will come out of that door and come into this world.

What would happen after that, Fatty didn't dare to think, all he could do was stop it from happening. Walking into the Wu family's mansion, before reaching the wing, I saw a pool of white things under a tree in the courtyard from a distance. After approaching, even Lei Mingyu, who had a fiery personality, sighed.

It's a paper man soaked in water.

Almost all of the paper figurine's body turned into a puddle of pulp, only the small half of the head was still there, and the lips and nose painted with red and green paint had melted, looking extremely terrifying.

It would be fine if it was just a paper figurine, but they knew clearly that this paper figurine represented Zhang Junyu.

That is a living person.

Everyone heard Zhang Junyu's mournful and helpless mourning last night. Whether it was an enemy or a friend, at least at that moment, everyone felt a pain in their hearts.

Without staying longer, the three of them left separately.

"Crench--" Pushing the door open, the fat man walked in shaking, as if his body hadn't fully adapted to the "change from the paper figurine," "Doctor, I'm back. "

Seeing Fatty coming back safe and sound, Jiang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, "All three of you back?

"Yeah." Fatty nodded absent-mindedly, he was still thinking about some esoteric questions, but there was no result.

"Is Zhang Junyu the one who died?"

"Yes." The fat man sat on the chair, sighing a little: "Come back through the yard, we saw his paper figurine, right under a tree, he. He probably wanted to go under the tree to hide from the rain."

There is no need for Fatty to describe the scene. Jiang Cheng could probably guess from Fatty's expression. Knowing that Fatty was moved with compassion, Jiang Cheng didn't say much.

He tilted his head and glanced out, and then looked at the timer on the phone. Jiang Cheng raised his head: "It will take a while before it will be fully bright. You have been busy all night, so go to sleep."

Fatty was silent for a moment, frowning slightly, "Doctor, Zhang Junyu didn't open the door to Gan Lianren last night."

"Um."

"But why?" Fatty was a little surprised by Jiang Cheng's wonderful attitude, "This Gan Lianren can be considered a group of Gan Lianren, and his death would also weaken their overall strength. Could it be that Zhang Junyu is not sure which paper talent is. Really, he doesn't want to take the risk?'

"It's not very likely." Jiang Cheng told the truth, "This Zhang Junyu has something to say, who is most likely to survive this mission to the end, he is definitely one.

"He doesn't want to save people subjectively." Jiang Cheng's tone affirmed.

"Why is that?" the fat man asked.

"Infighting, or maybe... Yu Chengmu knew something he shouldn't have known, in short, it should be related to this mission." Jiang Cheng thought for a moment, "I believe this Zhang Junyu saw some key clues, but he didn't I said, and I didn't talk to anyone."

"Just now when we changed our bodies, Ah Biao saw that Yu Chengmu was dead, and his expression was very strange." Fatty recalled, "Lei Mingyu mocked him, but he didn't reply.

Anomaly analysis, with a thigh like Gan Lianren, the survival rate is higher than the other groups, but who would have thought, now a total of 3 people have died, and the people around Gan Lianren are already dead. There are only 2 and a half members of this tomb robbery gang that seems to be well-organized and have the upper hand~www.readwn.com~ Although using half a person to describe Jia Jinliang may mean something else, Fatty doesn't believe it, without the help of a doctor In this case, he might be enough to deal with this half of them by himself.

"Let's take one step at a time." Jiang Cheng had some guesses in his mind, but he didn't know what to do, so he didn't talk to Fatty.

"By the way, doctor, when we left the Wu family ancestral hall, we found a few water stains in front of the mourning seat in the front hall." Fatty said lightly, "But it wasn't there when we first entered."

"After the three of us discussed it, I felt that Empress Dahe should have come, but for some reason, she didn't do anything when she came, so she stood in the front hall for a while and then left."

Hearing that, Jiang Cheng's face changed slightly, and then he glanced at Fatty as if he had reacted, and sighed: "It's not that she didn't do anything, it's that you didn't do anything, she's waiting for you."

"If the three of you have an internal strife and make a move, then Empress Dahe will not stand idly by.

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