Nightmare Attack

"Is this song widely circulated among you?" It was Luo He who asked this question. His azure blue eyes made him very special among the crowd.

Being watched by these eyes, the woman couldn't help lowering her head, her voice getting smaller and smaller, "Actually, it's not very wide, it's just near my hometown."

Through the introduction of the woman, everyone learned that the woman came from a small place, and there was a temple in her hometown where the gods representing the grass were enshrined.

Every year when the cherry blossoms are about to wither, someone will come to the temple to ask the priest on duty to ask for the grass man, and the grass man who asks will be taken home and placed under the cherry tree.

Luo He's gaze swept across the faces of several women, and when his gaze swept across, several timid women lowered their heads and trembled all over.

Withdrawing his gaze, Luo He looked at the woman who spoke again, "You...are all from the same place?"

"Yes." The woman replied in a low voice, "We moved here together. The people in Greystone Town...they are all from my hometown."

Everyone understood what the woman meant. The Orientals in Greystone Town came from one place. It seemed that the soldiers occupied the place first by force, and then brought their family members together.

After all, Dongyang belongs to an island country, and its land and resources are very barren.

This is very common in wars, and it can be regarded as the prototype of the pioneering regiment.

Cultural aggression is carried out on the basis of military occupation, which gradually blurs the Chinese people's sense of identity with their own identity. Compared with simply resorting to military force, this is the means to subdue the country and destroy the species.

"What's your name?" Jiang Cheng asked, staring at the woman.

The woman hugged the child in her arms and said in a very small voice: "Just call me Yoko."

Jiang Cheng nodded, and said directly, "Okay, Yoko, have you always been around here, right?"

Hearing that Yoko suddenly raised his head, a panic flashed in his eyes. After Jiang Cheng saw it, he calmly explained: "Don't be afraid. I may have some questions to ask you during this time."

"We are not here all the time, we are all... all..." Yoko couldn't say it halfway through, obviously, they are in a bad situation now.

I am afraid that if they can find a bite of food there, they will go wherever they go, without a fixed place to stay, and they will even be rushed to and fro.

"Well, you are staying around here these few days, and I may come to you at any time." Jiang Cheng said: "As a reward, I want all of your things, how about?"

Hearing that the eyes of several women were bright, they raised their heads cautiously and looked at Jiang Cheng's face, as if they were telling whether what he said was true or just teasing them for fun.

"Hurry up, how much is it?" Jiang Cheng frowned.

"No money, one... one for one bun." Yoko stretched out a finger and said quickly.

She still had a steamed bun in her hand, which was just given by Jiang Cheng and they hadn't had time to eat it.

"Okay." Jiang Cheng agreed, and after speaking, he pointed to a corner not far away. There was a very simple stall with white steam on the stove. Inside the huge steamer were drawers of steamed buns.

Their steamed buns are bought from here.

"Have you seen that stall? I will tell the boss in a while that you can go there to get steamed buns and eat them. I will deposit some money in advance, and your account will be deducted from it."

"But you can only eat steamed buns, vegetables and steamed buns, don't think about it, and you can only eat, not take it, do you understand?" Jiang Cheng asked.

Yoko nodded again and again, "Understood."

Before leaving, Jiang Cheng turned around and warned them that if he came and found that they were not there, then the agreement would be invalidated.

"Wait." Jiang Cheng, who had already walked a few steps, heard someone calling and turned around and found that Yoko was running up in a small pace. She was carrying a cloth bag with a bulge inside. Yoko stopped and looked at him very seriously. Said: "I forgot to take your things."

The remaining Oriental women stood not far away, watching.

Open the cloth bag, there are some small toys inside, they have seen before, rough dolls sewn with broken pieces, and small mirrors, wooden combs and the like.

They are all things they don't need.

"Keep it for yourself, it's useless for us to hold it." Linghuyong rebuffed very simply, and he didn't have a good expression on these women.

Just when everyone was about to leave, Yoko seemed to have made up his mind and took out a small cloth bag from the wide sleeves.

The cloth bag was wrapped close to her arm, as if there was a precious thing in it.

This action aroused everyone's curiosity. They watched Yoko carefully opening the cloth bag, seemingly worried about breaking something inside.

But after everyone saw what was inside, they were taken aback for a moment, and then a cold chill wrapped them up.

"Please accept this gift." Yoko held up the gift with both hands and bowed exaggeratedly to Jiang Cheng, "Even if it is my reward for you!"

Under the gaze of more than a dozen eyes, a rough-handed grass man lay quietly in Yoko's hands, exactly the same as the grass man previously seen on the altar of Feng Mansion.

"This straw man..." Looking at Yoko, Zhao Xingguo rolled his throat a few times, "Where did it come from?"

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Half an hour later ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ In a teahouse facing the street, the guy in the running hall went upstairs with a huge teapot to make tea for the guests in the box.

Originally wanted to say something pleasing and ask for some rewards, but after feeling the depressive atmosphere in the private room, the guy quit with interest.

In the private room, four people were sitting around the only table, Jiang Cheng, Lin Wan'er, Luo He, Zhao Xingguo, and the rest were standing behind them.

A grass man wrapped in cloth was lying quietly in the middle of the table.

Perhaps it was a psychological effect. After a long time, the face without facial features became more and more weird, as if it would pull out a weird smiling face at any time.

Zhao Xingguo looked a little irritable, the hot tea was drunk, and the teacup was placed on the table with a "boom", "This grass man is the same as the one on the altar. I think Pan Du has become the way he is now. Cao Ren is related." Zhao Xingguo said viciously.

After all, everyone remembers that Pan Du was the first person to touch the grass man on the altar.

What's more surprising to everyone is that Yoko said that this grass man was asked from the temple in her hometown, because she didn't find the right opportunity to make a wish, so she always took it with her.

"Isn't this ghost local to us, but from the East?" Pi Ruan's question sounds strange at first, but when you think about it, it's very appropriate.

"Perhaps it's not just the ghost inside the door. The disciple who carries this door may also come from the East." Luohe analyzed: "The disciple is an Oriental. He followed his companion to Greystone Town for a long distance, but he couldn't stand it. Lived and eroded, was backlashed by the door, and the ghost behind the door ran out."

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