Nightmare Attack

The surrounding area of ​​the island was calm, and the boats that everyone took were able to land easily, but at this time, how to deal with Zhang Qizheng's body became a problem.

The corpse was very quiet along the way, and it was so quiet that everyone felt suspicious. The fat man who had already landed at the moment even had a somewhat absurd idea. He hoped that the corpse would move a little bit, so that everyone would not be tense all the time. The string in my heart.

"The dead body can't be kept. I suggest pushing the boat and the dead body back into the lake." Yao Shunyu was the first to speak, with some eagerness in his tone.

Hearing that the boat was no longer needed, the fat man began to hesitate, "Isn't that right? How can we go back without the boat?"

"This is a dream, not reality. Believe me, that corpse poses a greater threat to us than no boat." Yao Shunyu wanted to convince everyone to agree with him.

"Brother Yao is right, but Brother Fugui is also right. Let's see it this way. If we take one, the body must be thrown away, but the boat must also be kept. Don't quarrel with you two. This trivial matter hurts peace." Shao Tong stood up to make peace.

Yao Shunyu was already very wary of him, so he sneered, "It's no big deal between us brothers to discuss things, there is no need for you, an outsider, to talk too much, if you have time, please explain to me that I fell down the hillside yesterday. "

Shao Tong looked at Yao Shunyu with an exaggerated expression, "I don't understand Brother Yao's words. It was you who fell down the hillside and disappeared inexplicably, and it wasn't me. You are... Do you want me to excuse you?"

Seeing that the dispute intensified, Jiang Cheng said, "Don't say a few words, the boat can stay, but what are you going to do with the corpse?"

Tang Qisheng looked around, and the mist that dispersed on the lake surrounded him again. The mist floated on the lake. If it weren't for the gloomy background color, it could be called a fairyland on earth.

Yao Shunyu looked at Shao Tong, "Since you proposed it, you should get on the boat and carry the corpse away."

Shao Tong was right, and nodded naturally, "Yes, I have no ghosts in my heart, what am I afraid of?"

After finishing speaking, Shao Tong took a deep breath, and then jumped onto the boat alone, and got into the cabin with a low body. After a while, he actually came out with the corpse, but it was not carried on his back, but held in front of him and supported by his hands.

I don't know if it was a coincidence, but the neck of Zhang Qizheng's body was just leaning towards the shore, and a pair of slightly cloudy eyes were slightly opened, as if he was greeting his friends.

Seeing the corpse approaching him, Zhu Jie felt ants crawling all over his body, and said in panic, "Are you crazy? Why did you bring the corpse to the shore? Just throw it into the lake!"

Tang Qisheng seemed to understand it, and motioned Zhu Jie to shut up, "Don't talk nonsense, maybe something evil will happen if the corpse is thrown into the lake, don't forget, we may not be able to take this boat again go back."

After Tang Qisheng's reminder, Zhu Jie suddenly remembered something. Not long ago, Jiangcheng retold the story of the shopkeeper of the antique shop. At the end of the story, the fishermen who were forced to board the boat encountered an extremely terrifying scene. There was a knocking sound.

If Zhang Qizheng finds them on the way back by boat, they will die as well.

Shao Tong dragged the corpse to a place a little farther away, and then began to dig a hole. Seeing that Mr. Zhang was kind to him, the fat man also went to help. The pit, just enough to put the corpse in, maybe because he felt that he had gone the wrong way before and got on the thief ship of the night watchman, Shao Tong rarely bowed three times to the burial place of Zhang Qizheng, and said some words of apology .

Fatty couldn't help but change his opinion of Shao Tong a little. It seems that this person is very sincere, maybe he misunderstood him, this time he really surrendered.

Influenced by Shao Tong, the fat man changed his whole body, but he couldn't find anything decent to keep. In the end, he could only pull a piece of cloth, tie it to a piece of wood, and insert it here. Let's count it as Mr. Zhang's tombstone .

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But he was stopped by Shao Tong who stood up, "Don't leave a mark, there may be some ghosts on this island, don't let them destroy Mr. Zhang's body."

The fat man nodded after hearing this. He didn't expect Shao Tong to be quite meticulous. The corpse is buried here. As soon as the tide rises, the traces left by the excavation will be wiped away by the waves. corpse.

After fixing the boat, Jiangcheng observed the surroundings silently. The island was very humid, and some unnamed vegetation could be seen everywhere. These vegetation were relatively low, but without exception, they were all wet, even dripping water downwards. It feels like it just emerged from the bottom of the water not long ago.

The island is not very big, and the group arrived at the center of the island not long after. They didn't realize how magnificent this ancestral hall-style building was until they got close.

Although it looks extremely old, the towering stone walls, the vermilion gate, and the statues of strange beast stones under the raised eaves all show the magnificence of this place.

Tang Qisheng obviously understood, he nodded repeatedly, "That's right, the stone withers here are rare and ferocious beasts, this is the General's Shrine! General Guo's Shrine!"

Looking up at the majestic building, Shao Tong couldn't help sighing: "A general's ancestral hall is more magnificent than the imperial palace. I really don't know what these villagers think. Even if General Guo didn't die in the flames of war, the emperor might be willing to wait until the world is peaceful." If you don’t leave him alone, those civil servants in the history books will want to poke him in the back in black and white.”

Several people worked together to push open the heavy door ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Stepping into the Shengci Temple, a sense of weight that belongs only to history permeates, and the depressed people can't breathe.

Turning around a screen wall, we came to the main hall, but the scene in front of us caught people off guard. The building here had collapsed, and a rockery stood among the broken walls, and heavy rice grew densely on the rockery.

Before everyone could react, a gust of icy wind blew past, and the rice plants were bent down, and then countless tombstones hidden under the rice were exposed. The tombstones were made of blue stone slabs, all mottled with time. Fatty couldn't help shivering, he seemed to have misread just now, he actually saw these tombstones as wet, bluish-white faces.

"This... Is this a living shrine, or a sacrificial burial?" A huge sense of crisis came to my mind, and the scene here was far beyond Zhu Jie's imagination.

"The people who were buried don't deserve so many tombstones." Tang Qisheng's breathing also became rapid.

Jiang Cheng looked up little by little, and saw a gazebo on the top of the mountain, and a black figure stood in it, with a long knife at his waist with a murderous look.