Nightmare Attack

Vol 3 Chapter 218: history

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"Fatty," Jiang Cheng's voice interrupted his guess, and when he calmed down, he found that he had come to the second stone gate.

The doctor and Chen Ran have separated from the intimate state of Siamese twins.

Two people, one on the left and the other on the right, occupy the same terrain.

"Wait for me outside," Jiang Cheng said in a habitual tone: "I want to go in with Brother Chen to do some things first. I won't ask you. Don't come in and disturb our good deeds."

Hearing that the fat man was stunned for a moment, his brain still stuck on his previous guesses and did not react, but out of trust in the doctor, he nodded and said with a twitching mouth: "You two take your time, don't worry, I can Wait."

Chen Ran's mouth opened with a grin, squinted at the fat man, and said, "Then work hard, fat brother, wait."

"What did he work hard for?" Jiang Cheng yelled dissatisfiedly while squinting at Chen Ran, "I work hard too!"

Chen Ran tilted his head, looked at Jiang Cheng more, then left a look, and stopped talking, stepped back and flashed into Shimen.

Seeing that Chen Ran was gone, the fat man trot to Jiang Cheng and said in an urgent but still very low voice: "Doctor, you won't have any trouble if you go in, how do I feel inside..."

Jiang Cheng harp harp, turned his head and said to the concerned fat man: "Don't worry," he patted his waist, and groaned, "Don't you know how good I am? I'm from the night market..... ."

In the latter case, the fat man was automatically blocked, but he still advised the doctor to be more careful.

"Stay here cleverly," the doctor stared at the stairs they had walked up, and suddenly spoke. The joking expression disappeared. He retracted his gaze and pointed to the position under his feet. A few seconds later, he said: "There is something below. problem."

The fat man slowly opened his eyes.

......

"Brother Hao," Chen Ran looked at Jiang Cheng who came in cautiously, and said with a smile: "What are you doing? With me here, are you still worried about someone sneaking in behind the door?"

Jiang Cheng patted his clothes and apologized slightly, saying, "Don't blame Ah Chen, I was bitten by a dog hiding behind the door when I was a kid."

He looked around, except for the old woman shrinking in the corner, there was still Su An's shadow everywhere.

Su An... also disappeared.

But unlike the two people who disappeared before, they can be sure that Su An disappeared in this room, and because of serious injuries, it is impossible for him to leave here.

So... the two of them looked at the shivering old woman in the corner at the same time.

It goes without saying who the murderer was.

Both of them are smart people. The information obtained from the stone plate and the paintings carved with dark patterns on the stone pillars, plus their own judgment, is enough for them to restore most of the plot.

It has to be said that the history of Blackstone Town is far more complicated than they had previously thought.

The story told by the "things" in Blackstone Town is a complete lie.

They are not aboriginal at all.

Jiangcheng had doubts for a long time, how could the aboriginal people on this isolated island build iron tools for use as weapons? Still mass production...

They are invaders, invaders who came here on a huge wooden ship.

Just like in the 15th century, those who used the Mayflower to log in to Plymouth in the Americas were the Puritans who were not tolerated by the government at that time.

The first carved painting on the stone pillar records the origin of this group of invaders.

With huge waves on the sea, this group of invaders probably discovered the island by accident, or after a shipwreck, the wooden ship ran aground on the coast near the island.

Simple local aboriginal people kindly received them and gave them the necessary food and shelter.

Soon, they got acquainted with the local aborigines, the townspeople who were once in Blackstone Town.

This is also the meaning of the second painting. Two groups of people in completely different dresses gather together. The background is the sea, and the figures are twisting, like singing and dancing.

In the third picture, someone is cutting firewood in the forest, and some people are climbing up and down the wooden boat stranded by the sea, seemingly helping to repair the ship.

But the weird thing is that the people who cut wood or repair ships are all locals in weird costumes, and the outsiders who should have done their own work are gathering in the dark at this moment, whispering.

From time to time, point to the direction of the forest.

Obviously, they found something.

And it was precisely because of this discovery that they were reluctant to leave Blackstone Town, instead they had some other thoughts.

In the following paintings, the perspective is no longer single, but it starts to jump one after another, and the brushstrokes are sharper and bolder.

On a dark night when the fingers were invisible, a long queue gathered from the town, then set off and walked into the forest silently.

The reason why I can understand the intention of being silent in the middle of the night is because the painter used the method of contrast.

On the left is the team entering the forest, and on the right of the same painting, there is a sculpture of a group of people lying on a bed and sleeping.

Those who enter the forest are aboriginals, and those who are asleep are naturally outsiders.

The aborigines deliberately chose to enter the forest quietly in the middle of the night, naturally with the goal of avoiding the eyes and ears of outsiders, and... several of them also carried something similar to a wooden board.

On the wooden board, there was a person lying.

One by one, arms hanging weakly in the air...dead people.

In the middle of the night, a group of townspeople silently carried a dead man into the deep forest without lighting a torch. It felt weird to think about it.

But what is even more bizarre is... those outsiders.

They lie on the bed in different postures, everyone is sleeping in a comfortable position, but in the position that represents the eyes, all of them are carved with a gap from top to bottom.

The eyes are erected like a snake.

Of course they are not monsters. Jiang Cheng took a breath slowly. He thought what the painter wanted to express should be...They were all awake, not asleep.

And fully aware of what happened outside.

The following paintings also confirm this.

The next painting has a sudden change in perspective, which is like a modern candid shot.

In the middle of the screen ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ a group of weirdly-dressed people gathered around the edge of a huge stone plate, holding hands, some people bowed and some wept.

There was a person lying on the stone plate, a motionless person.

Immediately afterwards, a woman in a white dress slowly walked out of the stone pan, portraying this woman much more detailed than others, and it felt like the folds on the skirt could be clearly seen.

Some townspeople stepped forward respectfully and handed her a crock-shaped container. After the woman took it, she lifted the container above her head, and then dumped it suddenly.

There is blood in the container!

Bright red blood!

It is not a guess, but this part of the painting by the painter is covered with blood. The bright red color has not dimmed with the passage of time, but is still red and dazzling.

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