Nightmare Attack

The moment he saw the comb clearly, Jiang Cheng's pupils suddenly tightened.

The comb is relatively thick and very old. It looks like an old object that has been used for a long time, and many of the teeth on it have been broken.

But this is not the most important thing, the important thing is that he has seen this comb before, in the broken yard in the dream not long ago, in Xiuling's hands!

It's Xiuling!

It must be her!

Jiang Cheng turned around and stared at the weird footprints on the incense ash, a bold guess came to his mind.

Could it be that they were all going in the wrong direction at the beginning?

There are no evil cultivators in this village at all, the real danger is these villagers, they are the ghosts in the mist!

Recalling what I saw in the dream, the entire Wugong Village was almost in ruins. Looking around, there were ruins, collapsed houses, darkness left by the fire, and traces of knives. He didn't think anyone in the village would have a chance to survive under the devastation caused by the destruction. This was all about slaughtering the entire village.

So. so the current villagers may be ghosts!

They entered a ghost village!

However, before there is any conclusive evidence, all of this is just speculation. Time is running out, Li Bai's life is at stake, and Jiang Cheng's actions have become much more radical.

He left some people guarding the yard, and he took Fatty Shao Tong to visit the village.

However, Tang Qisheng also insisted on joining, and in the end Jiangcheng left Fatty, and Jiangcheng was relieved to have Fatty by Li Bai's side.

"Don't worry, be careful on the road." Yao Shunyu said.

Opening the courtyard door, it was deserted outside, and white paper money was still falling on the ground. The three of Jiang Cheng walked cautiously towards the center of the village, observing the nearby buildings along the way.

No matter day or night here, it is groggy, and the sky is very low, which brings a sense of oppression. Tang Qisheng couldn't help wrapping his coat tightly. This scene like the doomsday makes people feel powerless to resist from the bottom of their hearts.

The one that felt the greatest contrast was Jiangcheng. Everything here was different from what I saw last night. Although the nearby houses were dilapidated, they were far less miserable than the ruined buildings last night.

The only thing that Jiang Cheng and others couldn't figure out was that many of the buildings here were covered with pieces of cloth. The color of the cloth was relatively close to the color of the wall, so it couldn't be seen from a distance.

And the area is large and small, and the shape is also strange.

While there was no one around, Shao Tong walked over and tore apart a piece of cloth with his hands. Behind the cloth was a very thick crack. The crack was so exaggerated that it almost split the entire wall in two.

Another piece was torn apart, and a large dark hole appeared behind it, through which one could directly see into the yard.

The three of them couldn't help being horrified. This kind of house is more like a house for ghosts, let alone people.

Jiangcheng suddenly had a feeling that these pieces of cloth were like big patches, and these broken walls were stitched back together in an incredible way, barely maintaining the bright life of Wugong Village.

And this kind of ability is obviously not possessed by ordinary villagers, it should be that guy, the terrifying shadow tens of meters high in the mist!

As the cloth was lifted more and more, the three of them also had a deeper understanding of the tragedy of exterminating the village. Jiang Cheng stared at the remaining knife marks on the wooden door and couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Tang Qisheng looked at the knife marks and touched the marks left by the knife edge with his hands. They had found many similar marks. He slowly frowned and pointed to the knife marks, "It's strange, you see, these knives cut The method is very professional, and the cuts are almost half a finger deep, and this group of people has received very professional training."

"Also, all the traces of sharp weapons left here are narrow and long knife edges, which means that the opponent is wearing all knives, and ordinary bandits are not so rich."

It's not like they haven't seen bandits in this era, and it's not bad to have an ax in hand.

Shao Tong came from another direction, raised his hand and threw a small thing to Jiangcheng, "These people who participated in the village destruction are not simple bandits, but organized officers and soldiers."

Jiang Cheng spread his hand, and saw an arrow lying quietly in the palm of his hand.

The arrow is timeless, and there is still a faint light flowing on it, and the workmanship is not bad.

Shao Tong turned his head and raised his chin in the direction he came from, "There are still many dug out from the pillars outside the courtyard."

If the matter of sabers can be barely explained, then the large number of arrows is a certainty. In ancient times, it was a felony to hide arrows, and bows and arrows, especially usable arrows, were scarce. There should be.

Connecting all these together, a vague guess arose in Jiangcheng's heart. A group of elite officers and soldiers attacked the fishing village at night. Thieves attacked, destroying corpses and eradicating traces.

Such a remote fishing village is definitely not rich, and it should not be done for money, and the possibility of vendetta is more likely, or this team of officers and soldiers has other missions, for example, there is some kind of unknown secret in this village.

And the people who can mobilize the officers and soldiers to slaughter the village are obviously not idle people. In the vicinity of this huge Luo'an City, the person who can do this is the first person in Jiangcheng City to think of Zhennanhou.

Suddenly, Jiangcheng heard a slight noise, as if the silent village came to life again, and the sound of kicking footsteps came from a distance.

"Someone is coming, let's go!"

The three of Jiang Cheng used the fastest speed to stick some pieces of cloth back. They ran all the way, and finally returned to the yard before the footsteps caught up with them. Jiang Cheng turned and closed the door.

After Jian Jian explained a few words to Fatty and the others, there was a knock on the courtyard door, and the villagers came again.

With the same faces, the old woman who was helped into the door approached Li Bai straight away, holding her hand to ask her how she was.

"After another night, you must be hungry. Don't worry, the food will be delivered in a while. If you want to eat, you must eat." The old woman's face was full of wrinkles, but when she said this, her face was full sincere.

"Isn't it? You must eat it. That meal is delicious."

A villager echoed with a weird smile, licked his lips while talking, his mouth kept wriggling, and made a sound of "哧~www.wuxiamtl.com~哧—".

When hearing this sound, Jiang Cheng couldn't help shivering, he thought of it!

Fake grandpa!

The fake grandpa also moved his mouth last night and made the same sound!

It turned out that he was referring to meals, those white rice.

The problem is the rice. Anyone who eats the rice will be cursed and end up like the fake grandpa.

As soon as I thought of this, the villagers had already started to set the table, and everyone raised their heads, with smiles from the heart on their faces.

"The meal is here!"

"dinner time!"

The villagers smiled at each other, as if they were sharing a happy event. Everyone moved away, looked at the courtyard door with a devout look, and left a straight road leading to the courtyard door.