Nightmare Attack

At least so far, he hasn't noticed any flaws.

These... he pursed his lips, it should be the truth.

"What is their purpose for doing this?" Chen Qiang raised his head and asked.

Jiang Cheng and An Xuan didn't answer this question. It seemed that they didn't know it, or they were clearly unwilling to say it.

In short, Chen Qiang did not get the answer.

Everyone, including the fat man, did not come up with the simplest and seemingly most reasonable answer to making money. After all, Huang Mansion is also considered to be a wealthy family.

Looking for money, a group of actors from the rivers and lakes who sing for nothing, seem to be the most reasonable explanation in everyone's impression.

But only those who have in-depth contact with Zhou Guanjia know that it is not that difficult to make some money with the help of these people's scheming methods.

They spend so much time, so much energy, and risk so much to do such a thing.

Will not.

There must be other reasons.

"The room is too boring." An Xuan said suddenly.

Jiang Cheng nodded, "Let's go for a walk, here...I'm staying enough."

At present, the strength of Jiang Cheng and An Xuan, as well as the resolution of this mission, is unmatched by others.

Naturally, no one objected to the words of the two.

So was Xia Meng, she even reacted more simply than Chen Qiang.

But before leaving, they lit all the candles in the room and then closed the door.

The group of people stopped and walked and came to the lake. The moonlight tonight was surprisingly good, and there was a lone moon in the sky.

There is not a single star.

On the icy lake, the wind is calm and the waves are calm, and a full moon is reflected in the middle of the lake.

This was the first time for them to come out at night when they had not received an acting assignment, but at this moment, facing the night breeze blowing on the lake, there was actually some comfort.

Perhaps because of the lack of time, there is no fog at all on the lake, and there is no such eerie and weird singing.

An Xuan was standing on the shore, looking at the lake. Jiang Cheng had the same posture as him. It was not far from where You Qi's body was found during the day, but now the body has disappeared.

Only a low-lying land remained there.

"Mr. Jiang." Turning his head, An Xuan suddenly said, "It's getting late, go sit in my room."

Chen Qiang didn't think much at first, but after hearing the appellation that An Xuan said, his eyes couldn't help changing. Then, a feeling of rejoicing was fermented in his eyes.

He was right.

Fortunately, he didn't get on Yuki's thief ship.

These people... really knew each other.

But what he couldn't understand was why the person who had the alias of Hao Shuai and An Xuan... seemed to have a very subtle feeling.

Jiang Cheng stared at the lake without answering.

An Xuan smiled and didn't care. Instead, he turned to look at the wary fat man. After a while, he said, "Fat brother, please trouble you and me..."

"Fatty." Jiang Cheng said suddenly: "You just follow me."

The fat man glanced at An Xuan first, then blinked, looked at the doctor, and returned without a doubt: "I see."

Of course he would listen to what the doctor said, but he couldn't figure out how it looked...the doctor seemed to be breathing with An Xuan.

Is there any conflict between the two of them?

After a while, the fat man suddenly remembered what the doctor had said before that Crimson does not exist, and it doesn't even matter whether there is Crimson in this mission.

The important thing is that An Xuan Zuo Jing, who is the night watchman, and Xia Meng's group feel that the existence of Crimson is the most important thing.

Crimson does not show up for a day, then the delicate alliance between them will not be broken, but now... Uki is dead.

The crimson threat was lifted, and the remaining Chen Qiang, who said something bad, no matter it was the doctor, An Xuan, Xia Meng, none of them took him seriously.

Chen Qiang is also an interesting person. He studied doctors and An Xuan, staring at the lake honestly, without interrupting at all, and he didn't mean to stand in line.

Everyone is near but not far away.

He is only with people who can survive.

An Xuan turned his head and looked at Jiang Cheng for a few seconds, then his tone changed, and a hint of indifference filled him, "Mr. Jiang, you have no right to make decisions for others."

Jiang Cheng retracted his gaze, tilted his head to look at the fat man, there were more things in his eyes that the fat man couldn't understand.

"Since the fat brother appears in the painting, it means that he is the one selected." An Xuan continued, "Although I don't know why, tonight is our last chance. If we miss it, everyone will To die."

"I will be the first." An Xuan said straightforwardly, "But what about him?" He pointed to the fat man and said, "Can you be sure that he is not the second one?"

"You have seen his face painted." An Xuan said coldly, "Is that a face that a living person should have?"

Listening to the conversation between the two, the fat man became more confused as he listened, but he understood the last few sentences. On that ghost painting... he appeared.

This news was a bolt from the blue for him. He went to the doctor subconsciously, but what made him chill is that the doctor rarely refuted it.

It seems... to be true.

The fat man immediately thought of what happened in the afternoon. The doctor refused to let himself go to see the paintings, and Xia Meng and Chen Qiang, their strange behavior... all had reasonable explanations.

The doctor said that because he didn't want to put himself in danger.

Although the fat man is a little stupid, he is not stupid.

Finally, he glanced at the doctor, and the fat man walked to the side room with paintings, which was An Xuan's.

Standing in front of the painting, his body shook unconsciously, and he saw the little beggar again, but at the moment, she was a cleanly dressed little maid with a low eyebrow and a small smile.

The old and new times seem to meet at this moment.

The painter has a strong brushstroke, and he has a very precise control over the layout of the characters ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and the light and shadow. Before his eyes, the girl seems to come alive again.

He subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch her face, but his eyes fell on the face of the woman in the painting. The fat man immediately woke up and couldn't help but shudder.

The woman in the painting... No, it's a ghost!

With his eyes down, he was staring at him coldly, with undisguised resentment in his eyes, as if... just waiting to meet him soon.

"Fat brother." An Xuan looked away from the painting, looked at him, and continued: "According to the instructions on the painting, you should be the key to solving the final problem."

"There are also records in ancient books, but it is rather vague. It probably means that you got something." He paused and said with a sign: "One thing a girl gives you, that thing can solve ghosts. threaten."

Looking at the **** the painting, she was dragging a plate in her hand, on which was covered with a red hood.

"Could it be Steward Zhou's...head." Xia Meng guessed: "We need to kill him, take his head and give it to the ghost, so that we can pass the level."