Nightmare Attack

  Chapter 311 Night Watch

   "Cough cough." Xia Meng swallowed a trace of blood in his throat, stared into Jiang Cheng's eyes, and said viciously: "You must. You will regret it."

   "The bed is there." Jiang Cheng reached out and nodded on the bed Xia Meng slept in. The threat was self-evident.

  Xia Meng shut up immediately. After a while, she gritted her teeth and said, "No, just the two of them."

   "Who are they?"

   Xia Meng looked at Jiangcheng, and it took a long time to squeeze a few words from her teeth: "Night watchers." She said fiercely: "They are night watchers."

The three words    seemed to represent a special meaning. Jiang Cheng keenly discovered that when Xia Meng mentioned these three words, something subconsciously appeared in his eyes, and then quickly disappeared.

  Contemplating for a moment, Jiang Cheng asked: "They came for the crimson?"

"Yes."

   nodded, Jiang Cheng’s previous guess was not wrong. Since the crimson in the mouth of the middle-aged man is so terrible and cruel, the players in the nightmare will inevitably organize themselves to compete with it in order to survive.

  It seems that the night watchman is one of them.

   "Are you also members of the Night Watch?" Jiang Cheng asked Xia Meng as he looked at him.

"no."

  "You'd better be smart." Jiang Cheng raised his eyebrows intentionally, "If you don't, then you will be clear."

  Xia Meng was so angry, but there was no way. She had already decided, and she went out to find him to settle the account, "I said, no, believe it or not."

   "What was the original intention of the night watchman?" Jiang Cheng continued to ask: "It's not just to fight Crimson."

The name   Night Watchman sounds very decent. It is literally understood as a type of person who guards the peace of the night for people, and is closer to the existence of the guardian.

Appearing to see Jiang Cheng’s thoughts, Xia Meng swallowed and nodded, “You’re right. The original intention of the night watchman is for nightmares, and they will try to make people involved in nightmares as possible. To survive, the same is true for the encirclement and suppression of Crimson." She glanced at Jiang Cheng with a guilty conscience, "The brutality of Crimson is beyond your imagination. You should be thankful that you haven't fallen into their hands."

  Jiangcheng completely ignored her. He only cared about the problems he wanted to know, so he squinted and mocked: "Why didn't I see that the night watchman is as beneficial to the country and the people as you said."

  Xia Meng was taken aback, and immediately realized that he was talking about Tang Shirou.

   "I don't know why An Xuan did this." Xia Meng explained: "But he must have his reasons, maybe. I said maybe, it was the information he received that went wrong."

   Jiangcheng frowned, "Perhaps? Don't you share your information?"

   "Of course not." Xia Meng replied: "I have already said that I am not a night watchman, but I have some cooperation with them. We have no affiliation."

   "There is no need to tell them my information. For the same reason, there is no need for them to tell me."

   "But they know we are together," Jiang Cheng leaned forward, staring at her and said, "Isn't it? And you also told them the information in the clue newspaper."

   "This is all to fight against crimson." Xia Meng said naturally, "This is the best choice."

   There were footsteps outside the door, unclear, but barely audible, from far to near, a moment later, the fat man probed in and said, "Doctor, hurry up, here comes someone!"

   Turning his head, Jiang Cheng tilted his head to look at the door, and said, "I'm done."

  The fat man saw Xia Meng who was lying on the ground very embarrassed, and he mumbled that he was really fast, then turned and closed the door again.

After hearing someone talking outside, Jiang Cheng immediately changed his face, squatting down and helping Xia Meng get up, while helping her pat the dust on her **** and said, "Miss Xia." He smiled and nodded: "Just kidding. That's it, you are frightened."

  Xia Meng had already believed in her heart that he was sick and mentally problematic, and then his emotions were extremely uncontrollable. At least before going out, she didn't want to have any conflict with him anymore.

   "Crack—"

  The door opened.

The fat man walked in first, followed by An Xuan and a few people. When they saw Jiang Cheng supporting Xia Meng, and the latter was half leaning against Jiang Cheng because he had not been relieved from the previous panic, everyone's eyes were all There was a momentary pause.

  After discovering that everyone’s eyesight changed, Jiang Cheng straightened up his face and said to the fat man with a bit of complaint, “Why don’t someone come to tell us in advance.”

  Fatty knows how to argue: "Who knows that your time is so long this time!"

   Xia Meng shuddered, and almost fell to the ground again, then gritted her teeth and pushed Jiangcheng away. After so long, her body has recovered a lot.

  A few subtle gazes hovered back and forth between the two of them, especially Jiang Cheng subconsciously tidied the skirts and belts.

  In the next second, You Qi's throat rolled violently.

   "You guys, what happened to you suddenly visiting?" Jiang Cheng's cheeks flushed and he said, panting.

  An Xuan stayed on him for two seconds, and then said: "The painting has changed again, I would like to invite you to take a look."

  Until standing in front of the painting, everyone did not realize how big or specific this change was.

  Almost all the women in the painting turned around. In addition to the previous attic, there was also a **** full moon from the back, and the circle in the attic also revealed the real body.

   is indeed a drum.

   is exactly the same as what they saw in the attic.

   "Mr. Hao." An Xuan suddenly looked at Jiang Cheng, motioned somewhere in the painting with his eyes, and then said, "Did you see anything unusual about this drum?"

  The drum painting is very realistic, almost as if it were taken with a camera, and every strand is almost perfectly restored.

  The texture of the drum surface and the mottled feeling on the drum body are hard to imagine. This is the feeling that a painting can present. The most important thing is that it is extremely vivid!

It seems that the soul is printed in ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Most of the woman in the painting shows a smile on her face, Yan Yan, her bright eyes are almost dazzling, after looking at it for a long time, the woman in the painting seems to be able to see from the painting Dancing out, stepping on a moving melody.

  There is a pale tattoo on the back a little bit below the exposed neck.

The reason why    is a tattoo is also their preconceived view. It may also be a birthmark or some other special mark.

  But these are not important. The important thing is that there is also a mark on the side of the drum that is exactly the same as the back of the woman in the painting.

  After noticing this, everyone present was silent.

  In fact, when he was in the attic, Jiang Cheng had probably guessed the origin of this drum.

  Human skin drum.

  The head of this drum is wrapped in human skin. Obviously, it is the poor woman in the painting. This also explains why everyone killed by a ghost is finally skinned.

  This is the revenge of the ghost.

   "Sister Drum." Chen Qiang stared at the painting and said in a low voice.

  (End of this chapter)