Nightmare Attack

"Ragdoll…"

No one thought that the doll in the reminder was actually hidden beside them, and it was the so-called special patient.

And it looked like it was what the monster was looking for.

"Play..., give me..."

Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie shivered at the same time. They vaguely heard a strange sound, and the two subconsciously looked towards the door.

But the strange thing is that the sound didn't come from the door, it was very soft and very close, very close.

Tang Qisheng grabbed the enamel cup by the bedside as a weapon, and began to search the room, under the bed, in the closet, behind the curtains... He searched all the places where people could hide, even though he had already done so immediately after entering the ward.

Just when Tang Qisheng put down the corner of the curtain, he suddenly heard Zhu Jie's short exclamation, and turned around, Zhu Jie had already jumped away from the bed, looking at the position of the bed in horror.

The phone was thrown on the bed with the screen facing up, and the picture was still frozen at that moment.

In the next second, Tang Qisheng's breathing stopped, and he saw the phone screen start to flicker, and the picture trembled frame by frame, as if an invisible hand was constantly dragging the progress bar.

"Eyes...give me...I want eyes!"

Countless voices of resentment were mixed together, vaguely coming from the phone, it was the voices of the children who stitched up the monsters.

…

Precept Temple.

It was late at night, Jiang Cheng and Fatty woke up not long ago, this time there was no panic, everything was the same.

Because Jiang Cheng's left hand had not received treatment for a long time, the injury began to worsen, and it was already swollen all over, and it looked like it was in severe pain.

"Doctor, your hand..."

"It's okay." Jiang Cheng picked up the package on the table with one hand and threw it to the fat man, "There's dry food in it, take a quick bite, and then we'll get down to business."

I found two sewing needles from the room, roasted the tip of the needles repeatedly on the candle, and then pricked the red and swollen area of ​​my wrist to squeeze out some of the dirty blood inside.

Although Jiang Cheng didn't have much expression on his face, the fat man knew that it must be very painful. After Jiang Cheng finished all this and wrapped his hands with cloth again, the fat man immediately handed over a piece of dry food.

After eating and drinking briefly, the two carefully extinguished the candles, closed the door, left the room, and rushed towards the west wing with very light steps along the way.

This was agreed with Ye Qiutang and Song Tianming early in the morning. The two groups met in the West Wing. After all, there were only two people on this side of Jiangcheng, and they had a small target when driving, so they were not easy to be noticed by the monks in the temple.

Of course, there is a more important point. There is a second-generation crimson hidden in Ye Qiutang's team, and Jiang Cheng is worried that the other party will play tricks on the road.

They were discovered before they entered the yard. A man jumped from a crooked tree not far from the gate, "Hurry up, I'll wait for you, something happened." The man with the knife on his waist lowered his voice. , turned around and led the way.

When I came to the west wing room, there was no light inside, but I could barely see the situation inside the room through the dim light outside.

Ye Qiutang and Song Tianming were sitting together, their faces were very ugly. When they saw Jiang Cheng and the two of them, they immediately got up, "Jiang Xiaoyou, you are here. If we hadn't made an appointment, we would have gone to find you."

Sensing that the atmosphere was not right, Jiang Cheng looked around and suddenly frowned, "I remember that you still have a little boy with you, what about the others?"

The plainly dressed old woman didn't know whether she was afraid or because she had a deep love for the little boy, so she wiped her tears and cried, "I'm glad he went out to use the toilet. He's timid, and he definitely wouldn't dare to go far, but who knows... "

"Have you looked everywhere?" Jiang Cheng looked directly at Song Tianming. In his opinion, this old man was the most reliable.

Song Tianming nodded, "I searched everything, but I didn't find anyone, but I found traces left by going to the toilet by the wall in the backyard."

"Also, Zhao Dutong is very skilled. He found traces of being trampled on and broken branches on the nearby trees near the courtyard wall," Song Tianming added.

Looking at the current situation in this way, it is already very clear that the boy was kidnapped by the monk of the Chijie Temple.

"These Monks Hua are really evil. I didn't even realize that they kidnapped a living person at such a close distance." Zhao Dutong, who was holding a knife, couldn't understand it.

"This temple is very evil, and everything cannot be deduced with common sense." Jiang Cheng said a few words of comfort in a dignified manner, but he had another idea in his mind. If the boy was not taken away, he was the second child in hiding. Dai Shenhong, leaving now has his own plan, just like the woman who died before.

At this moment, Song Tianming noticed the injury on Jiang Cheng's hand, and took out a cloth bag from his arms. Inside the cloth bag were rows of silver needles of different sizes. The bones recovered, "I have to do this first, don't use force." Song Tianming reminded.

After thanking him, Jiang Cheng was just about to discuss with Song Tianming what to do tonight, when Zhao Dutong suddenly raised his hand and made a gesture of silence.

A few seconds later, there was a very slight sound outside, like the wind blowing leaves.

"Swish..."

"Someone." Zhao Dutong mouthed to everyone, and then slowly pulled out his saber.

He signaled everyone not to move, and approached the rear window lightly, pushed away and rolled over in a flash.

In less than half a minute, there was a sudden exclamation outside, but it lasted less than a second before it stopped suddenly.

Everyone in the room couldn't help being surprised, because the voice just now...was a woman.

Soon, the door was pushed open, and a staggering woman was pushed in first. The woman was wearing a monk's uniform, her hands were tied in front of her body, and a piece of cloth was stuffed in her mouth.

After seeing the woman's face clearly, everyone present was startled, "Hui Qing!" The fat man never expected that it was actually Monk Hui Qing~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Jiang Cheng stepped forward and took a closer look, Huiqing kept shaking her head, staring at Jiang Cheng with anxious eyes.

Taking out the cloth from Huiqing's mouth, Huiqing's hurried voice sounded immediately, "Everyone...all benefactors, I'm here to report the news. The little benefactor who came with you was kidnapped by the monks in the temple and said that he would Kill him, hurry up and save him!"

"Heh." Song Tianming sneered, "Little Master Huiqing, if I remember correctly, you are with those evil monks, why would you tip us off now?"

Wen Yan Huiqing's eyes immediately turned red, with a complex expression of humiliation and resentment on her face, "I...I don't know what's wrong with me, I actually...could do that kind of thing, but just now, When I was reading the Buddhist scriptures, I suddenly came to my senses. You may not believe me when I say it, but I... I actually heard the voice of Master Fuji. His words completely woke me up, and he was the one who asked me to come to you!"

After saying this, Huiqing also seemed a little guilty, and bit her lips with a complex expression, "I know you will not believe my words, Master Fuji has been in retreat, how could he come to me, but what I said is true, Please trust me!"