Nightmare Attack

"Watch the night?" A short, fat man who finally came to join us frowned unnaturally. After a moment, he said in a consultative tone: "There is actually no problem with the night watch. It's just that tonight, we people have been lost in the mountains for a long time, and our bodies are really weak. It’s too much to bear, otherwise…”

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the old man, "Masters, don't worry, we have already thought of this. We have found a place for you to rest. It is the best in our village. Please rest assured first." Rest and wait until later, and then arrange for the masters to keep vigil.

"Later means..." someone said tentatively. After all, it was completely dark and it had obviously been dark for a while.

The man stuck his torch on the ground and said to them: "It's midnight."

The fat man calculated in his mind. He knew that the third watch in the middle of the night was called the third watch. The third watch was twelve o'clock in the middle of the night. At this time, they were asked to keep vigil for the drowned man. It would be strange if nothing unexpected happened!

Some people tried to use other excuses, but the old man and the man shouted back. Finally, everyone stopped struggling. It seemed that they had to keep this night.

"Where are we going to rest?" Jiang Cheng asked: "Also, where is the mourning hall where we are going to keep vigil?"

When the old man heard that they had agreed, he couldn't hide his good mood, and wrinkles appeared on his face, "Masters, don't be busy, you can rest here for a while, little old man, I will come back as soon as I go.

After saying that, he left alone.

When the man saw the old man leaving, he also said that he would arrange for the villagers to help the masters clean up the room and let them wait here. He said that he would take them there after the cleaning was done. After that, the man also took the rest with him. The villagers left.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Cheng and the others were the only ones left here.

Everyone felt like they had been cheated, but they were angry because everyone could see that there was something wrong with it, but they couldn't refuse.

Without being entangled in this issue, someone spoke slowly. It was a muscular man wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and his brows were full of masculinity. "It is fate that we meet in a place like this. My name is Chen Hao. As an athlete, this is my third time in a world like this.”

"We also passed a bus the first two times?" someone asked.

Chen Hao shook his head, "That's not true. It's my first time to come here through this car."

Someone started, and the three people who came with Chen Hao also began to introduce themselves. Among them, the shorter man was called Pang Xiaofeng, a college student.

The man with bandaged hands and injuries on his face calls himself Lei Mingyu, a small owner of a second-hand car dealership. The injuries on his body were caused by a car accident some time ago.

The remaining fair-looking man introduced himself in a low voice as an online writer.

"What are you writing about?" The fat man couldn't help but become interested.

"Spirit...supernatural." The man seemed to have a personality. He spoke in a low voice and quickly looked away from the person as soon as he made contact with them.

"Then you just don't have a job?" Someone grinned and joked, "And...you have the guts to write supernatural novels?"

"Let's just eat for a living." The man muttered in a low voice: "It depends on the boss's face when I go to work. I have a bad stomach. I can't digest the pie that the boss draws for me. The boss doesn't like employees like me. I'd better be readers. Coax, I wrote a book to scare them, but instead of scolding me, they praised me and gave me subscriptions and rewards. Where can I find such a good job? "

"What's your name?" Jiang Cheng thought this person was quite interesting.

"Du Moyu." The man finally introduced.

Next was a middle-aged man who looked rich. The man smiled and said, "My name is Jia Jinliang. If you don't mind, just call me Lao Jia. I help a friend manage a company, a transportation company."

"By the way, this is my driver. Just call him Abiao. He is from Southeast Asia. He just came to China not long ago and he speaks average Mandarin." Jia Jinliang patted the shoulder of a man next to him.

The man was short and had brown skin, but his eyes were very sharp. He nodded along with Jia Jinliang's words and had no expression on his face.

"My name is Yu Chengmu. I retire at home and help my friends appreciate antiques in my free time." The skinny old man in coarse cloth began to introduce. The old man had a goatee and a slight hunchback.

There are two people beside Yu Chengmu, a middle-aged man wearing a black vest, and a young man who has just reached adulthood. The middle-aged man is named Zhang Junyu, and the young man is named Zhou Qing. They are both the old man's apprentices.

After these people finished their introduction, they turned their attention to Jiang Cheng and Fatty.

Especially Jiangcheng.

"Jiang Cheng, one of the top ten outstanding young people in Handong Province, a national scholarship holder, a courageous and advanced individual, a promising young man with a bright future." Jiang Cheng took a breath and continued: "I don't have a job now, it's not that I'm not good enough, it's The doctor insisted on urging me to stay in the hospital for observation for a while.”

The fat man's hair stood on end after hearing this. He didn't know what kind of disease the doctor had, so he immediately spoke, trying to draw everyone's attention to himself, "Hello everyone, my name is Wang Fugui, and I am a truck driver who is not an orphan. "

As soon as he said this, everyone looked at him with the same look as they looked at Jiang Cheng. After a while, Du Moyu, who relied on the readers for food, swallowed his saliva and asked tentatively: "You... you ran out of the same ward?"

Fortunately, someone came and rescued them. The man came over with a bamboo basket on his back and a smile on his face, "I'm sorry, masters, for keeping you waiting for so long."

"You're welcome." Yu Chengmu replied lukewarmly.

As if he didn't hear the dissatisfaction in Yu Chengmu's words, the man turned around and led them out, his tone as respectful as ever, "Masters, I will take you to rest first. The rooms have been tidied up."

Following the man, Jiang Cheng and the others were surprised to find that the village was much larger than they thought, and the terrain was very complicated. It was divided into several layers inside and outside. Even a layman like Fatty found it very mysterious.

"That's incredible." Yu Chengmu squinted his eyes and twirled his goatee, with his apprentice Zhou Qing supporting him. "I'm afraid there are experts involved in the design of this village. It looks simple and ordinary from the outside, but there are hidden mysteries on the inside."

The man walking in front scratched his head, "I don't know about this. Our ancestors have lived here for generations. When my grandfather was here, the village was like this, and it has never changed much. As for the experts you mentioned, I am more Not sure anymore.”

After turning a corner, the man stopped and pointed not far away, "Masters, please look, that's where it is."

Jiang Cheng looked in the direction of the man's finger. There was a large courtyard, which looked a little dilapidated, and two large bright red lanterns hung in front of the courtyard gate.

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