Nightmare Attack

Jiang Cheng was speechless. Fear was only a small part of it, more of it was nausea and hatred for the Zhennanhou Mansion.

These innocent souls who died at his feet were all bestowed by the Marquis Mansion.

Jiangcheng instinctively thought of a word, raising Gu, they are the nourishment, sent to feed this evil village, and that sign is probably the magic weapon to open the barrier outside the village.

Judging from the number of heads and the degree of decay, this matter has been going on for a long time, and what Zhennan Hou wants is definitely not just this evil village, what he wants must be related to that big guy in the mist!

Not long ago he heard the sound of water, that big guy probably came out of Chunshen Lake.

When mentioning Chunshen Lake, Jiangcheng's first reaction was the ghost building in the lake, but the thing in the mist was obviously not a ghost building, it was a living creature.

Judging from the oppressive power displayed by the other party, he was definitely a tricky guy. Jiang Cheng wondered whether Zhennan Hou wanted this guy, and the villagers' evil sacrifices were also done through him.

He walked a little farther, thinking in another place, and now there are explanations for some of the strange things he discovered just now. Those villagers cut off their heads because they didn't need them.

No wonder the real grandpa's head wobbled from side to side just now, because the head didn't fit the body, it was stitched together, and the body belonged to the fake grandpa, that is, the martial arts master who was tricked by the Marquis's mansion to come here.

Through the continuous ceremonies, the people in the village who died due to the war were resurrected one by one, but Jiangcheng didn't know if those villagers who were determined to resurrect their loved ones understood the truth that people cannot be resurrected after death. Are things still their relatives?

But then he shook his head again. Didn't he say this to them? One of the reasons why he and Fatty worked so hard to kill the old president was because they wanted to kill the dead Huai Yi and Wang Qi. Take them out of the car, let them integrate into this world as human beings, and once again, live well.

People are greedy, they are, and so are the villagers, if one day they have to kill a few irrelevant people to save Fatty's life, Jiang Cheng's knife hand will not tremble very much.

There will be a sense of guilt, but there are some things that should be done or must be done.

There was the sound of gongs in the distance. From the direction of the center of the village, Jiang Cheng put away his wooden signboard and looked at the hideous head exposed in the pit, feeling very depressed.

A few seconds later, cracks appeared in the world in front of him, and then suddenly collapsed. Jiang Cheng slowly opened his eyes, and the big face of the fat man came into view.

"Doctor, you're awake!" the fat man shouted excitedly.

Tang Qisheng came over when he heard the sound, nodded and said: "Mr. Jiang, it seems that your guess is correct. That wooden sign is the key to entering the dream. The Zhennan Hou Mansion cannot get rid of this matter. We have already talked about it just now. Here It should be certain that it is the so-called Daotou Village, coming here is a complete scam, and we were tricked by that **** from Zhennanhou."

Just after waking up, Jiang Cheng's thinking was not very clear. He had experienced too much in his dream last night. He felt weak now. Seeing that he was not feeling well, the fat man lifted him up, leaned his back against the wall, and covered him with a quilt. Pad in the back.

After a long while, Jiang Cheng digested what he saw and heard last night, and then told everyone in as concise a language as possible.

He didn't pretend to be mysterious, but because the information was shocking enough, the room was silent for a while, and everyone's faces flickered, obviously falling into intense thinking.

"We are not the first team sent here, but the previous ones are all dead. Also, you said you saw the big guy in the fog, and then heard the sound of water..."

Zhu Jie looked at Jiang Cheng with some doubts. She couldn't figure it out. There was already a ghost building in Chunshen Lake. How could another big guy appear? The water in Chunshen Lake is too deep!

After receiving the water from the fat man, Jiang Cheng gulped down a few gulps, and gradually relaxed his tired nerves. But the next second, he counted the number of people, and suddenly asked, "Where is old Mr. Zhang Qizheng?"

Li Bai immediately explained: "Don't worry, the old man is guarding us all in the yard, we all heard the sound of the gong, it's dawn, everything will be fine."

But as soon as the words fell, there was a rush of footsteps running over, and he pushed open the door. Zhang Qizheng, who has always been mature and prudent, was full of panic, "I ask you, who scattered the incense ash in the next room?"

"Incense ash?" Yao Shunyu frowned.

"Yes, it's incense ash. It's in Grandpa's room, not far from the painting you're talking about."

Zhang Qizheng's flustered appearance also made everyone vigilant, Li Bai stood up and asked: "Don't worry, talk slowly, what's the matter?"

"I did sprinkle a handful of incense ash in that room last night, but it was in a dream." Jiang Cheng recalled that he was trying to verify whether the fake grandpa was those ghosts in the mist outside the village.

"In the dream..." Zhang Qisheng's face became even more ugly, "Come on, you guys go and have a look with me and you'll find out, those ghost things... I found them."

People who were disturbed by Zhang Qisheng panicked, everyone went to the next room together, Xiuling didn't come back, and they were the only ones in the whole yard, so there was no need to shy away from it.

The door was open, and the place where the incense ash was scattered was obvious, and the location was exactly where Jiangcheng was last night, but when they got closer, everyone was stunned, and there was not only an obvious footprint on the incense ash, but also 5 small footprints beside the footprint. Many inverted triangle imprints.

"Fuck!"

Fatty's face turned pale. There are so many of them, but they have been touched into the house and they don't know. What's the route~www.wuxiamtl.com~ They obviously didn't open the door, how did these ghost things get in?

Jiang Cheng squatted down and looked at these triangular marks. These marks were the same as the footprints they had seen before, and they belonged to those ghosts in the fog.

"Did anyone come here while I was in a coma?" Jiang Cheng asked suddenly.

Everyone shook their heads, Fatty shook his head like a rattle, "No, absolutely not, who can come in when the gate is closed?"

Staring at the footprints on the ground, Shao Tong took a step, measured with his own steps, and said at the same time: "The inverted triangle marks on the ground are not all facing the same direction, but two are inward and three are outward, which means that the other party Not only came in, but then left through the door, I simply measured the pace, it is only a little smaller than mine, and its body is at least about the same size as us.”

"Huh? What is this?"

The fat man, sharp-eyed, found an old comb on a table, right under the painting.

(end of this chapter)