Nightmare Attack

After a fierce and brief confrontation, Jiang Cheng lay on the bed honestly, but not the biggest and best one, but a particularly broken bed.

The fat man was lucky enough to sleep on the big bed, but he only dared to squeeze on the edge like walking on thin ice.

Xia Meng slept in the center of the big bed, and the group of three people was very harmonious.

As time passed by, the fat man who had planned to stay awake gradually became dim, and then his head tilted and he didn't know anything.

In a blur of consciousness, he sat up from the bed, a faint gray mist enveloped his neighborhood. He had already remembered the location of all the furniture in the house, but at this moment, only a dark dark outline remained around him.

What's more frightening is that there is no one around.

The doctor and Xia Meng who was sleeping beside him were gone.

He left the bed like walking corpses, opened the door, and went downstairs along the European-style spiral staircase. The sound of "click" footsteps on the stairs was very clear.

Until he turned a corner, the next second, his eyes rose slightly uncontrollably, and a dark door was embedded in the tall wall in front of him.

Shaken, he walked up.

When he opened his eyes again, the surrounding light was slightly dazzling. He squinted, and it took a while before he could see the sights around him clearly.

He is in a hotel-like room.

But it's not a hotel in the usual sense of modern people, but...the kind in costume films.

He was lying on the bed, a wooden bed with plain curtains on both sides and carved wood.

The pillow is not the commonly used one, but is made of wood. The two ends are high and the middle is low, and there is a soft cushion of unknown material on the top.

Everything around is filled with a sense of antique. Not far away is a low wooden square table with four corners, and a few dark chairs are placed next to the square table.

A teapot with a pointed mouth was placed on the table with traces of the years, and a few ice cracked teacups produced in the workshops were buckled upside down.

The door is also the kind of wooden door that often appears in costume dramas. The upper part of the grid is pasted with a layer of paper, which looks like it can be pierced with a touch of saliva with your hand.

There was a shelf standing behind the door. The upper half of the shelf was hung with a yellow-faced bronze mirror. In the groove underneath, there was just a small copper basin with water in it for guests to wash.

Looking away, on another wooden shelf similar to a clothes hanger, he also saw a few things hanging on it that were not rags or towels, because they were very worn, and even the edges were pulled out of silk.

All in all, this is an ancient hostel theme hotel with a high degree of restoration. At least from the eyes of a fat man, there is no flaw in it yet.

Just as the fat guy was thinking whether I had crossed or strayed into the shooting location of a certain costume film crew, the door opened with a creak.

This sound really scared the fat man, he immediately sat up and wrapped his body in a thick quilt.

I don’t know if it’s the reason why he was brainwashed by some pop-up advertisements recently. He was very worried that a beautiful woman would walk in, with revealing clothes, holding a coarse porcelain bowl in both hands, and then calling him in a gentle voice, "Da Lang, it’s time to eat." It's medicine."

But it's okay...

It was indeed a woman who came here, her appearance was not bad, but she was not gentle, on the contrary, with a hint of coldness on her face, Xia Meng who suddenly rushed in and said, "Hey fat man, you are really here."

"You..." The fat man was taken aback for a moment, "Where is the doctor?"

"Get up and follow me!"

Leading by Xia Meng, they left the room. Outside the door was a similarly antique corridor with wooden handrails on one side and a hall-like place below. People in twos and threes were sitting together, drinking and drinking, none of them were modern people. Attire.

On the other side, there were doors one after another. Some of the doors were open, and the decoration inside could be seen. They were the same as the one where the fat man lived, and some were closed.

They walked to the end of the promenade, turned a corner, and heard people arguing and crying, which was a little harsh.

Xia Meng opened the door very invisible, and the scene inside really surprised the fat man.

I saw a small room filled with people in a daze, and seeing the two fat guys coming in, everyone looked at them with a squinting gaze.

Fatty understood immediately, these people seemed to be teammates this time.

But what he didn't expect was that there were so many teammates this time, and there were 10 people in the room. It was not clear whether there were orphans who were "abandoned" outside daily like doctors.

"Where is this?" There was a cry from the position of the bed, but it pretended to be a very confident voice, "Who are you? I can tell you, you... if you don't let me go , I will call the police!"

As if worried that his words were not convincing, the man finally added another sentence in his throat: "Let the law punish you!"

Just when the fat man, who was still in a muddle-headed mind, thought that this was a match for a silly newcomer, Xia Meng's voice reached his ears.

Her voice was extremely low, it seemed that she didn't want others to hear it, and she seemed to be asking for help that she couldn't bear, "You...you quickly tell him to shut up~www.wuxiamtl.com~ blinked, the fat man carefully Looking over to the bed, a few seconds later, there was a "buzz" in his head, and then ten thousand grass and mud horses galloped past in his heart.

The poor man on the bed who was wrapped in a quilt, with his upper body exposed, shaking his body from time to time with the sound of crying, and tears in his eyes, turned out to be a special doctor!

He was accustomed to seeing the doctor wearing clothes. He suddenly became naked, and he didn't recognize it for the first time.

Fortunately, after seeing the appearance of Fatty and Xia Meng, Jiang Cheng receded a lot, at least not struggling and crying, and the phenomenon of "嘤嘤嘤" was much better.

Probably to match the doctor's perfect acting skills, the fat man walked over "cursively" and acted as a rule explainer to popularize his science.

In the process of listening to the lecture, Jiang Cheng still showed a frightened expression from time to time, his eyes looked like an ignorant little deer with fear.

Standing not far away, Xia Meng had already helped Jiang Cheng's parents to loosen up the soil several times.

"So...we have crossed?" Jiang Cheng sat on the side of the bed, his performance was much better than before.

"I'm afraid that is the case." The speaker was an old man with white eyebrows and beards, wearing a snow-white Tai Chi suit, and stepping on a pair of black cloth shoes under his feet.

He looks like an old man doing Tai Chi in the square early in the morning, kind of kind, but at the moment his two eyebrows are crowded together, obviously in a bad mood.

Before entering the nightmare, the middle-aged people also told them about some representative tasks, and focused on analyzing the way of life.

Although he said he collected it, listening to the level of detail in his analysis, he can judge that this is something that people who have not personally experienced can not do, middle-aged people... have also entered nightmares, and they are quite experienced. .

But even in the middle-aged people's narration, they did not go too far into ancient times.