Nightmare Attack

Qin Jian squinted and nodded very calmly, ""Jiaohongji" is a drama," he continued: "The story is also very old-fashioned. It is an ancient story about a couple of lovers who couldn't love it. "

　　 "But what I want to say is the ending of this story," his tone changed suddenly, "the heroine died with hatred, and the heroine was willing to guard her spirit and never married."

Hearing that Jiang Cheng blinked and said cautiously: "In other words, in this story, the heroine is dead, but the male lead is not dead, is that true, Huang Shao...no no," Jiang Cheng expressed A self-knowingly faux pas, an expression of extreme trepidation, "Mr. Qin?"

　　 Qin Jian took a deep breath, smiled and looked at Jiang Cheng, "That's it."

　　 "Will this clue be a hint?" Seeing that nothing happened, Shi Liao Zhi gradually grew courageous, and his expression was not as scared as it was at the beginning.

　　 "This song hints to us that Young Master Huang is actually a living person, and he became like this because of a woman."

　　 "This woman is probably his lover. After the woman died, Young Master Huang missed her so much that she became delirious and became what she is now." He said in a breath.

　　 Combined with the current situation, his speculation sounds quite reasonable.

　　 From the current point of view, this Huang Shaoye should be the key figure to break the game, and the most urgent thing they need to do is to dig out the story behind Huang Shaoye.

　　 If nothing else, this story is the problem that caused Young Master Huang to go crazy.

　　 And all of this is consistent with the identity of the copy they are in.

　　They are doctors, and their job is to treat diseases.

　　Heart disease is naturally a disease.

　　 Not long after they entered this book, the clues they got were very limited, and there was no need to continue the discussion. After eating, the three groups dispersed in batches and went back to their respective houses.

　　 Although no one mentioned it, everyone has a hunch that this weird Young Master Huang...will appear again tonight.

　　 So everyone is ready to take advantage of the sunshine and take the time to rest.

　　 As soon as he closed the door, Xia Meng caught Jiang Cheng and pulled him to the bed.

　　 "Take it lightly," Jiang Cheng squeezed his body shyly, his cheeks flushed and said, "I'm not ready yet!"

　　 Xia Meng has become accustomed to Jiang Cheng’s brain circuits, and said straightforwardly: "Did you see something?"

　　 Jiangcheng blinked his big innocent eyes.

　　 Xia Meng sneered, "You show me smarter, I don't believe you didn't see anything, dare you to run out of Master Huang's room?"

　　 "Although Young Master Huang behaves a little weirdly, I don't believe you dare to take such a big risk?" Xia Meng said in a breath, "You are not afraid of angering Young Master Huang and being killed directly?"

"Yes, yes," the fat man didn't intend to help at all, and stared at him and asked: "And doctor, you don't know what Young Master Huang was before, so how can you tell that Young Master Huang you are facing upstairs is in danger? ?"

　　 "Is it just a weird posture?" The fat man said, "I don't believe it."

　　Jiangcheng turned his head and glanced at the direction of the window. The window was open, and there was a azure blue lake facing the outside. As the breeze passed by, the lake began to ripple.

　　 "The Young Master Huang you saw sat up?" Jiang Cheng looked at Xia Meng and asked suddenly.

　　 Xia Meng's expression paused, and after a while, nodded, "Is there any problem?"

　　 "On the wooden bed behind that red curtain?"

　　 "Yes," Xia Meng's expression became more and more exciting. After a while, she seemed to suddenly realize something, and the fingers that had originally pulled Jiang Cheng's sleeve trembled slightly.

　　 "I didn't see Young Master Huang at all," Jiang Cheng exhaled, "When I went up, the wooden bed was empty and there was no one in the room."

　　 As if a chill rushed up from the soles of the shoes, and instantly broke through the fat man's defenses, this later sensed fear made his face pale as if he had been drained of blood.

　　 "So..." He stared at the doctor, his teeth trembling.

　　 He finally figured out why the always cautious doctor ran down in spite of the danger. He did not expect that the room was such a scene.

　　 Young Master Huang... disappeared.

　　 No, it's not that he's gone, he just... disappeared, or to be more precise, he hid, hid in the room, a place they couldn't see.

　　 Like... the ceiling, or lying behind the screen.

"I think if it's just an empty room, it's impossible for you to stay for a few minutes, or even longer," Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand, pulling back his sleeves still held in Xia Meng's hands, "This makes no sense. "He continued.

"So... that Young Master Huang has already left the bed," Xia Meng barely broke free from the shock. She gritted her teeth and stared at Jiang Cheng's eyes, "but he hid and waited in the dark. ...Waiting to attack us."

　　 "So that Qin Jian who went up after you went up to the doctor..." The fat man rolled his throat and looked at Jiang Cheng and said, "He...he is..."

　　 "He stayed for enough time." Xia Meng said, something flashed in her eyes, "Moreover, after he got down, Young Master Huang was suddenly tired and no one else was seen."

　　......

　　 "Can you be sure?"

　　 It was Shi Liao Zhi who spoke, his expression is rather weird now, as if he wanted to confirm a certain fact urgently.

　　"I'm sure ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Chen Qiang, who is sitting in a chair by the side, nodded.

The elegant Zuo Jing turned her head, under the light, her body was bumpy, with a thin lip slightly open, but her words were cold as if there was no temperature: "Children," she said casually, "This is no better than the outside. Individuals are responsible for what they say."

　　 "If you deliberately fabricate lies in order to attract our attention, creating a false impression of your value, so as to achieve the purpose of obtaining our protection," she chuckled, "I advise you to dispel this idea as soon as possible."

　　 "Because once exposed, you will die ugly," she stared into Chen Qiang's eyes, "especially ugly."

　　 "I'm sure." Chen Qiang took a breath and still nodded, "There is something wrong with what Qin Jian said. The person who wrote "Jiaohong Ji" was called Meng Chengshun, and he was from the Ming Dynasty."

　　 He raised his head, his eyes were filled with the calmness that is rare among newcomers, "But this is the Song Dynasty, how could that Huang Gongzi understand and sing a play that only appeared hundreds of years later?"

　　 "It's us who pass through," Chen Qiang said, "It's not him."

"So...that Qin Jian is lying?" Shi Liao Zhi swallowed his saliva. "From his knowledge of "Jiao Hong Ji", he was not killed and replaced by a ghost, because it is impossible for a ghost to know. This, his real purpose is to interfere with other people's sight."

　　 "He is looking for a ghost for himself!" Zuo Jing said suddenly.