Nightmare Attack

Genius remembers this site address in one second: []The fastest update! No ads! "Fuck it!" The fat man yelled, "How come there are so many old men in the copy recently? Is the orphanage on holiday?"

"Tsk," Jiang Cheng's emotional expression changed immediately. He looked up and down the fat man suspiciously, always feeling that this fat man was not as well-behaved as before, and seemed to always have something to say.

Fortunately, Jiang Cheng only stared for a few seconds and then looked away, walked to the table where Xia Meng was and sat down. He first glanced at the cup in front of Xia Meng, and then poured himself a glass of water.

It looks wrong in this house. If you can be more careful or be careful, the safest way is to follow the footsteps of the predecessors.

Xia Meng drank a bit of water just now, and he and the fat man saw each other.

Appearing to see through Jiang Cheng's thoughts, Xia Meng glanced at him with disdain.

After drinking his saliva and moisturizing his throat, Jiang Cheng contentedly pulled away his clothes, then made a special circle, and threw out the clue newspaper in front of Xia Meng very loudly.

He squinted his eyes and said in an accented tone: "Let me see what's written in it?"

Before he opened the newspaper, Xia Meng sprang up and pressed the newspaper on the table, "Are you a stupid pig, open this time?"

Although the voice is not loud, it can be heard that she was suppressing it deliberately, otherwise it would be more fierce.

Thanks to the good quality of the newspapers, I am afraid that Xia Meng’s shot would be split directly when replaced by ordinary newspapers.

Jiang Cheng blinked, with a dull expression on his face, obviously waiting for her to continue.

"Is there any idea when this thing will be opened?" There was also the fat man who was equally puzzled. He pursed his lips. He just picked up the teacup before he could drink it, and shivered all over himself.

The information he had about the nightmare was still told to himself by the doctor, and he only knew that there were mission clues hidden in the newspaper, and it would only be revealed when he entered the nightmare.

After discovering that Jiang Cheng and Fatty were not pretending, Xia Meng sighed, and finally glared at Jiang Cheng, who had almost broken a major incident, and sat back slowly.

Of course, the newspaper also returned to its original owner.

"The later the newspaper opens, the greater the profit." She said concisely.

After a few seconds...

"That is to say, the clues inside are not fixed. The later you open, the more clues...the more clues will be exposed, right?" The fat man seemed to understand something, swallowed, and continued to ask: "It's this Mean?"

"Yes."

The fat man who got the affirmative answer secretly turned his head to look at the doctor.

After discovering that the fat man was looking at him, Jiang Cheng immediately stalked his neck and yelled in an accented voice: "I know!"

The rain came fast and went fast. It didn't take long for the patter of rain to be inaudible. This gave the people in Jiangcheng a feeling that the rain was just trying to drive them into the wing.

"Look," the fat man walked to the window and probed out, "the rain has stopped."

Xia Meng also walked to the window. After a while, she said, "Strange, although the rain has stopped, it hasn't changed this day. It's still so dark."

The fat man turned his head, "Will it rain for a while?"

"It's not like," Jiang Cheng replied. He walked to the door in the other direction, hid behind the door, and looked out through the gap in the middle of the door. After a while, he retracted his body and said slowly: "It's like fast It's night."

Although the flow of time in the nightmare has always been a mystery, it is no more than an hour from the time they wake up. It is only two hours from early morning to night, which is still a bit weird.

"Will it be related to the task in this copy?" the fat man asked.

Xia Meng nodded and said, "It's possible."

Although the rain stopped, a layer of mist appeared on the lake facing the window. The mist came suddenly, and when the fat man discovered it, it had almost filled the entire lake.

"Doctor, it's foggy." The fat man stared at the doctor who found a few candles and lit them immediately. The room was gradually shrouded in light.

Xia Meng is responsible for checking the doors and windows to make sure they are closed and try not to let the fog in.

After all, the mist blowing from the lake is really weird. If there is nothing wrong with it, they probably wouldn't believe it.

Several people huddled at a distance from the window and door, and waited quietly.

Not long after, a vague voice came into the fat man's ears. He heard only a little bit at first, but then, as if he had sensed something, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Just when he turned his head to say something to the doctor beside him, a hand came out from his shoulder and suddenly covered his mouth, "I heard it too," an inaudible voice came from his ears. Passed over from the bank.

It's a doctor.

The doctor did not choose to pile the limited candles beside him, but scattered the candles, two standing behind the door and the other two standing behind the window, reflecting the position of the door and the window.

The only remaining one was held in the doctor's hand, and it seemed that he had no intention of igniting it for the time being.

Even if the three of them get together, his face when seeing the doctor and Xia Meng is not very clear, but there is probably an outline, shadowy, and it looks a little scary after a long time.

It was a sound of singing, babbling, coming from the location of the lake, and the singing was extremely sad and weird.

Fatty quickly searched in his mind, then frowned, where he seemed to be...heard a similar voice.

After a while, his face suddenly paled, and he remembered that it was the time the doctor fell asleep while watching a horror movie. The female ghost in that movie was like this.

The female ghost's name is Chu Renmei.

Thinking of the weird lady in red ghost standing at the bottom of the lake~www.wuxiamtl.com~ the fat man immediately became calm, and his body trembled slightly. He didn't believe there was such a coincidence.

In the depths of the old house, at night, by the lake, singing, and fog...No matter how these things are combined, it is a good horror film with a sense of sight.

I tried my best to plug my ears with both hands, but it was useless. The sound seemed to pierce through the palm of my hand and directly reach my mind.

Just when the fat man was about to be unable to bear it, the sound of singing gradually faded. Soon, the outside was completely quiet. The people in Jiang Cheng did not immediately get up to check, but waited for a while before gradually standing up.

When it was the fat man's turn, his legs were numb and he couldn't stand up, and he still didn't dare to speak because he hadn't heard Jiang Cheng or Xia Meng's voice yet.

"Remember what the woman said?" It was the doctor's voice.

After a pause, Xia Meng's emotionless voice sounded: "Master is happy to be quiet. The house is always deserted and there are few rooms for people. Please stay in the wing at night and don't walk around, so as not to disturb you."

"This should be what disturbs us." Jiang Cheng said.