Nightmare Attack

But Jiang Cheng's subsequent performance once again refreshed Fatty's understanding of him.

He calmly looked at the face that was covered by blood stains, and patted Zhen Jianren's hand, "I know you are not dead, you still have a pulse."

Jiang Cheng's voice was full of persuasiveness, and Zhen Jianren was not as excited as he was at the beginning.

"Let go of your hand first, and I will check the injury for you." Jiang Cheng said again after a short pause.

Zhen Jianren was panting violently, not knowing whether it was the pain or because of what Jiang Cheng said. In short, he slowly released the hand that clasped Jiang Cheng's wrist.

Two blood holes looked at Jiang Cheng's direction, seeming to pin his last hope on him.

But when his hand left Jiang Cheng's wrist, the fat man watched Jiang Cheng take off the camera bag slung around his waist very calmly, and then wrapped the strap around his hand a few times.

Fatty's eyes widened, and he didn't know what Jiang Cheng was going to do.

Until... Jiang Cheng swung the camera bag up like a meteor hammer, and then hit Zhen Jianren's face heavily in the fat man's extremely shocked eyes.

"boom!"

Unprepared, Zhen Jianren couldn't stand firmly, and was smashed directly back into the box. The tall nose was crooked into several pieces, and the nosebleeds couldn't stop spraying outwards.

Jiang Cheng ran forward and fastened the baffle on the box, then turned around and shouted to the fat man: "Run!"

The fat man hadn't reacted yet, Jiang Cheng had already ran to the door.

Just as Jiang Cheng raised his leg and was about to kick open the obstructive wooden door, a sound suddenly rang in his ears.

"Boom boom boom."

The sound is not loud, and it is not very close, but it has a magical power to deceive people's hearts.

Jiang Cheng's raised leg was put down again.

The fat man was even more miserable. He stood there and didn't move.

Although the fat man couldn't move, his thinking was still very clear.

He listened for a few seconds with his ears erected, and found that the sound was not messy, as if it had some obvious rhythm.

This rhythm is very strange, and after listening, the fat man's unconscious legs beat the beat.

Drums?

Unlike, the fat man thought quickly.

The sound was heavier than the drum beat, but he didn't understand the instrument, so he couldn't make out what the sound was.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The rhythm is getting faster and faster, and every beat seems to have stepped in his heart.

He swallowed and foamed unconsciously.

The brisk rhythm sound became clearer and clearer, and more and more violent, until the last "boom".

This sound completely awakened the fat man.

Even Jiang Cheng's body did not consciously shake.

The two raised their heads almost at the same time, a trace of complex emotions flashing in their eyes.

This sound...different from all the previous sounds, this sound...very close, as if behind you!

The fat man turned his head tremblingly, and a dark red curtain hung on the wall a few meters away behind him. There is no doubt that the thing that made the sound... was hiding behind the curtain.

What will it be?

His pupils bounced.

Chen Yao?

Or... something like Zhen Jianren in the box.

He is still not sure whether Zhen Jianren is a human or something else.

The extremely strong sense of pressure made the fat man's mouth dry, and he dared not move, as if he had already accepted his life.

Until Jiang Cheng stepped up, he tore off the curtains.

later......

The fat man opened his eyes slightly, it was a huge mirror.

But what really attracted his attention was the scene reflected in the mirror.

A woman on tiptoe.

Although it is just a simple back, it is not difficult to see a woman's graceful posture and excellent control.

The woman stood in a place similar to a dance classroom, tall and straight, but with her back to the mirror, in the dim light, she didn't say a word, looking very strange.

"It's Chen Yao..." The fat man didn't do what he thought.

In the end, the appearance of the ghost even made Fatty ignore the unreasonableness of the foreground image. The image in the mirror was obviously the music classroom before the transformation.

At this time, the mirror seemed to lose its ability to reflect light, and became a medium between two periods of time.

The outside of the mirror is now, and the inside of the mirror is 10 years ago.

As time passed, the fat man gradually noticed abnormalities in other positions in the mirror. It turned out that Chen Yao was not the only "person" in the mirror.

More than a dozen black shadows stood around, as if worshipping, facing Chen Yao in the middle.

There is light overflow in the mirror.

Not strong, similar to the light emitted by a miniature flashlight.

With the only light, the fat man vaguely saw a few people in security uniforms and two students among the standing black shadows.

He moved his gaze slowly, from left to right, until he could see half of a man's face.

Yes... Chow Tai Fook!

It's Zhou Taifu, yes!

The tiny flashlight emitting light fell under his feet.

Just like other people who died, his eyes were turned up strangely, and the corners of his eyes were exaggeratedly provoked, and his expression before death was unpredictable.

But obviously, he was not completely scared to death, because everyone here...has lost his jaw and tongue.

The hideous blood sprinkled on their chests, like a **** feast.

Although it is not the first time I have seen such a scene, so many corpses are gathered together, and it is still such a weird scene similar to a sacrifice.

Fear spread to the limbs and hundreds of skeletons, and then wrapped the fat man tightly like a vine, and he couldn't breathe under the pressure.

As soon as his leg regained consciousness, the fat man ran towards Jiangcheng stiffly. He felt safe only when he was next to Jiangcheng.

"Doctor!" The fat man grinned, and when he was about to seek comfort from Jiang Cheng, the latter slapped him over.

He controlled his strength very well, and when he was about to touch the fat man's face, he covered his mouth with his backhand.

There is no sound.

The fat man looked at Jiang Cheng in horror, completely unaware of what he had done wrong.

Isn't it...should you come here?

He found that Jiang Cheng's line of sight was constantly wandering in the mirror, and it seemed to be unstable, and... he also saw a trace of seriousness on Jiang Cheng's face.

This scared the fat man. In his impression, the doctor was definitely a representative figure who was not afraid of danger, and sometimes even made some harmless jokes in front of the dead.

He cast his gaze into the mirror suspiciously.

Almost, immediately, his face changed.

The middle of the mirror...empty.

Chen Yao... is gone! !

But through Jiang Cheng's expression, the fat man knew that he had not found where Chen Yao had gone.

What is more terrifying than the appearance of ghosts?

After the ghost appeared, it suddenly disappeared.

You have no idea where it will appear in the next second.

Maybe it's your closet, bathroom, or even under the bed, in the quilt...

The strongest fear...from the unknown.

"Crunch—"

The two turned around almost at the same time ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ because they heard a strange rubbing sound behind them.

It's like a heavily worn rope, embarrassing and overwhelmed.

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