Nightmare Attack

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The sky outside was already dark, and Jiang Cheng and the others were gathered in the living room of the room at this time.

There were two corpses lying on the ground, their faces covered with clothes.

"Why... how could this happen?" Zhao Xingguo sat slumped on the ground, as if he hadn't come out of shock. They had just entered this world for less than 2 days, and he was the only one left in his team. one person.

Two corpses, one is naturally Pan Du, and the other is Linghuyong.

"Do I still want to ask you?" Fu Fu sneered, and asked in a dissatisfied tone: "You are still leading the team like this, and you can't even stand it personally."

"Never mind the dead, you can't recognize the living, don't you have eyes?" Although Fu Fu was young, he didn't mean to respect Zhao Xingguo at all.

"Say a few words." Luo He said.

His tone was flat, and there were no other emotions in his eyes when he looked at Zhao Xingguo. Instead of pitying Zhao Xingguo, he was more disdainful of him communicating.

"Let's talk about what happened to you first." Jiang Cheng looked away, his gaze flicked across Luohe's calm face, and finally stopped on the people of Huai Yi.

Huai Yi seemed to have received some kind of instruction and spoke about their experience again. Linghuyong's body was found in the last and largest room.

When the body was found, he was lying on the luxurious bed with his hands folded flat on his chest, with a weird smile on his face.

Same as the victims found before.

What is even more chilling is that the decorative painting on the door exposes things after falling.

That is a photo with yellowed corners.

There is a man standing in the center of the photo, his body twisted forward weirdly, his hands like chicken feet curled up, and his body is full of tattered wounds.

There was no flesh and blood in the wound, only dry grass, as if a human skin was draped on a grass man.

It's Linghuyong.

With this discovery, they found photos after the decorative paintings of every door in the corridor.

There are males and females in the photos, they all seem to be from Feng's family.

The moment they saw Linghuyong's photo and body, they immediately realized that Jiangcheng's team... was in danger.

Because not long ago, the two teams had just separated.

However, in order to avoid being stunned, everyone did not use any lighting equipment. Instead, they calculated the time. They gathered at 2 o'clock in the morning and started to act.

Because of the poor lighting, they could only look at it vaguely. At that time, they remembered that there were 10 people in total, and a team of 5 people.

"Could it be that... Linghuyong was already dead at the time. Linghuyong who was in the team... is it a ghost?!" Pi Ruan seemed to be aware of this, and then looked at the corpse on the ground. At that moment, the pupils couldn't stop shaking.

"You can say that." It was Lin Wan'er who spoke. She glanced at another corpse lying on the ground, "It's Pan Du."

Similar to the experience of the Luohe team, Jiang Cheng and the others did not encounter the strange fog, but came to their target area smoothly.

In Jiangcheng's plan, Lame Liu should live nearby.

After all, his legs and feet are not good, and his range of motion is not too wide.

But during the search, they encountered a problem. The neighborhood seemed to be a place where people lived, so there were many and dense rooms, and various low and uneven roads interspersed among them.

It didn't take long before they got lost inside.

After walking a long way, Jiang Cheng stopped and he realized that they were not simply getting lost.

He has a good memory and his choice of direction is fixed.

According to the distance they walked, they had left Feng Mansion now.

The problem is not the way under their feet, but...they themselves.

A fool came in, right beside them.

It's the same as in a gold mine tunnel.

He calmly began to look at the people around him. Counting him, there are five people in total. Everyone's face is very familiar, and he can't see any flaws.

On the excuse of vigilance, he retreated to the back of the team and continued to observe until a hand shook in front of his eyes.

Lin Wan'er stretched out a hand and pointed to the ground imaginarily. After a while, Jiang Cheng's eyes were slightly narrowed, and then his face was tapped on his chin as usual.

Just now, a group of them stepped on a puddle, so after everyone walked, they left a wet, muddy footprint on the ground.

But among the many footprints, there were a few barefoot footprints. The footprints were relatively small and looked like children.

This little footprint followed Linghuyong crookedly, looking at the distance between the footprints, it seemed to be close to his back.

"Everyone, be careful." The fat man's voice came, pressed very low, his sturdy neck tucked into his collar, and his small eyes turned steadily, seemingly very alert, "Something's wrong around here."

"Okay." Linghu, who was next to him, replied, shrinking his waist.

Just when Jiang Cheng discovered the strangeness behind Linghuyong, a strange feeling hit his heart, and his expression was in a trance for a moment.

The next second, when he opened his eyes again, before he could see the scene in front of him clearly, he heard the fat man scream suddenly, "Fuck! What's the situation?!"

In sight, a straight stiff body stood in front of him, still keeping his back to him and walking, but the owner of the body changed.

It's not Linghuyong, but...Pan Du who should have died honestly on the bed of the room.

"In that case, the illusion disappeared after the ghost was seen through." Luohe analyzed, "It's the same as before."

In the tunnel, Luo He also saw through the ghosts who had mixed into them, but the way was different, he was by dialing that tiger's phone.

Pan Du is not like a ghost, but the thing clinging to his back is.

He can only be counted as a puppet at best.

"It's a pair of small footprints. It seems that this ghost should be a child." Huai Yi touched his chin and said, "Or the appearance of a child~www.wuxiamtl.com~ By the way, we were sung by a while. Attracted to enter that room." Huai Yi continued: "It's...it's the song "Sakura Fall""

Songs that only circulate in Yoko’s hometown, grass man, wishing, the **** who can’t figure out his temper, plus the footprints of the new children now appearing...

It seems that there are more and more clues, but they all point to the temple in a foreign country. The remaining time is definitely not enough to support them to travel to the East.

"Will it..." The fat man asked in a low voice, "Is there a problem with that temple? It is not a **** at all, but... a ghost?"

"The ghost and the Oriental came here together, crossing the ocean."

Having said this, the fat man paused and scratched his head, seeming to think that what he said was not specific enough, but he didn't know how to say it.

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