Nightmare Attack

　　 The night is getting darker, but you can still see the countless mottled stains on the ceiling through the night.

　　 But there is nothing but stains.

　　 The fat man retracted his gaze and looked at Jiang Cheng suspiciously. His lips squirmed for a while before he carefully said: "Doctor, I don't understand what you mean..."

　　 "It's 12 o'clock," Jiang Cheng held the camera in his hand, but looked at the door.

　　 seems to be able to penetrate this door and see the scene in the corridor.

　　 The fat man became more confused.

　　 "Yesterday...no one died." Jiang Cheng said.

　　 Hearing that the fat man's body paused, and then couldn't stop shaking. He stared at Jiang Cheng's face and couldn't help but said, "Doctor, isn't it okay if no one is dead?"

　　 "Okay," Jiang Cheng couldn't see any expression on his face, "but it's not normal."

　　 "Is it normal that people die every day?" The fat man suddenly raised his tone.

　　 "Yes," Jiang Cheng nodded surely, "At least one."

　　 They have spent three full days in this mission.

　　 The cheongsam girl died in the night of the first day, and Long Tao died in the afternoon of the second day.

　　 is now the fourth day.

　　 Indeed, no one died yesterday.

　　 Even with some twists and turns, everyone returned to the dormitory safely.

　　 "Doctor," the fat man swallowed and whispered, "Could it be that you are too nervous? The ghost probably has to rest."

　　 Jiangcheng ignored him.

　　 After a while, the fat man persuaded: "Doctor, you have done well enough, don't put too much pressure on yourself."

　　 Jiangcheng repeatedly looked at the camera in his hand, over and over again.

　　 Zhen Jianren took almost the entire music classroom from the inside to the outside, even the teachers and students did not let it go, but still no ghosts were found.

　　 Ghost...It's like disappearing out of thin air.

　　 "Papa!"

　　 The light in the room turned on suddenly.

　　 Jiangcheng's eyes condensed, and he immediately looked at the door.

　　 The chandelier switch is by the door.

　　 The fat man standing in front of the switch was startled by Jiang Cheng's eyes suddenly.

　　 "Doctor," he quickly explained, "I don't feel right, either. I have a very bad premonition. I think we'd better turn on the lights."

　　 This is fine, after all, he is not going to sleep tonight.

　　I don’t feel bored with a fat man.

　　 But just when he lowered his head and was about to watch the video again.

　　 His body suddenly froze.

　　 The chandelier above his head was still on, emitting a dim yellow light.

　　 Following his gaze, there is a small shadow under him.

　　 is like a mist that will never disperse.

　　 The fat man discovered the abnormality in Jiang Cheng's body and immediately asked, "Doctor, what's wrong with you?"

　　 No one answered.

　　 "Doctor?" The fat man increased his tone.

　　 The anxiety in his heart grew stronger.

　　 Just when he was about to be unable to stretch--

　　 Jiangcheng suddenly moved. He put down the camera, then took the black camera bag that was hanging on one side, and put the camera in.

　　 "Fatty man," Jiang Cheng said while packing up, "Hurry up and pack up."

"Doctor, I have this possession, it's all in my clothes," the fat man looked at the ink-like night outside the window, his throat rolled, his eyes filled with puzzled explanation, "But...but now, don’t you? Too dangerous?"

　　 He is also a bit dumb, after all, a few hours ago, it was Jiang Cheng who told himself that he could not leave here tonight.

　　 He looked at Jiang Cheng suspiciously.

　　 After finishing talking about the latter, he first sorted out the garbage on the ground, and then connected the empty big bottle of ice black tea to the empty bottle, and packed it together behind the door.

　　 then walked back again, took off his coat, and then his pants.

　　 The fat man watched Jiang Cheng helplessly, taking off only a pair of boxer briefs.

　　 "Doctor," the fat man widened his eyes, "You are..."

　　 In the next second, Jiang Cheng was like a fish, "swish" into the bed.

　　 "Fatty," Jiang Cheng groaned comfortably from the bed, his voice was a little dull, "Hurry up and clean up, turn off the lights first, I'm going to bed."

　　......

　　 This night was absolutely tormenting for Fatty. He had a problem with his stomach, but before he could ask, Jiang Cheng fell asleep to death.

　　 Although he suspected that Jiang Cheng was acting.

　　 may suddenly jump up again after a while and drag him to run.

　　 So he didn't take off his clothes, so he waited all night.

　　 Until the sky is bright.

　　 The sound of footsteps came from outside the door.

　　 "Who?!" the fat man asked alertly.

　　 "It's me," the visitor replied, "Luo Yi."

　　 is indeed Luo Yi’s voice, and...

　　 The fat man turned his head and looked out the window. It was already dawn.

　　 Jiangcheng also poked his head out of the bed, and said dazedly: "Let him wait a while, I'm not used to dressing in front of men."

　　 The fat man returned according to Jiang Cheng's meaning, "You wait a while, we haven't gotten up yet!"

　　 There was a "hiss——" outside the door, as if Luo Yi had lost his temper with these two people.

　　 "What's the matter with you?" the fat man asked.

　　 "Come to our room for a meeting later, and everyone will study what to do next."

"good."

　　 Hearing that the fat man agreed, Luo Yi left, and he wanted to inform the 406 people.

　　 Unexpectedly, the door of 404 behind him suddenly opened. Jiang Cheng's head poked out from the door and shouted, "Brother Luo, please stay!"

　　 Luo turned around when he heard the words and looked at Jiang Cheng like this with a strange expression.

　　 "Let's come to our room for a meeting later," Jiang Cheng said confidently, "This way I will feel more valued."

　　 Luo was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't want to understand Jiang Cheng's intentions, but he nodded and said, "Okay, then you can pack it up."

　　 20 minutes later, everyone gathered in room 404.

　　 It rained last night, but today is a rare good weather~www.wuxiamtl.com~The first rays of morning light broke through the clouds.

　　 Sprinkle evenly into the room.

　　 By opening the window, you can smell the refreshing smell after the rain.

　　 In view of the views of Luo Yi yesterday, few people in 406 are not very much waiting to see him.

　　 Zhou Taifu made no secret of his doubts.

　　As the mission time limit approaches, the atmosphere becomes more tense.

　　 "There is not much time left," Luo Yi's expression was so bad, he also felt everyone's rejection of him.

　　 But he didn't explain, because this would only make things more difficult.

　　 "Do you still use it?" Zhou Taifu mumbled. He was sitting with him at the moment with Yu Wen, and he was more confident, "We will all die here when the celebration opens!"

　　 Luo's face turned dark when he heard the words.

　　 Zhen Jianren glanced at Zhou Taifu and sneered: "I'm afraid Mr. Zhou is still too optimistic."

"What do you mean?"

"Do you think we will survive until then?" Zhen Jianren unbuttoned his shirt, staring at him and said, "The ghost disappeared during the second rehearsal, which shows that it has completed a certain transformation, some of the previous rules. It can no longer be imprisoned."

　　 "I think the third rehearsal is our last chance. If we can't end this mission before the third rehearsal, everyone will die!"

　　 The fat man swallowed and asked in a low voice, "Then who knows when the third rehearsal will be?"

　　 No one answered.

　　 The fat man was relieved a little.

　　 "Tomorrow," Yu Wen suddenly spoke. She took out a small red mobile phone from her pocket, shook it and said, "Feng Lan notified me, 10 minutes ago."

　　 Then her face changed slightly, "The place remains the same, the time... is midnight."