Nightmare Attack

Seeing Fatty's worries, Jiang Cheng comforted him: "Don't worry too much. After all, there are not only Chengmu, Jia Jinliang and our two teams here, but also Chen Hao and the others. Yu Chengmu and the others won't all focus on them." On us. Google Search Read

Fatty thought of the appearance of Chen Hao and the four of them, and couldn't help but sigh: "Doctor, I don't think they can be of much help. Those four people look too clean."

After experiencing so many crises, Fatty also has his own experience on how to identify teammates in missions. Chen Hao and the others look too ordinary. Among them, Chen Hao and Lei Mingyu are the only ones who look like the same thing. There is only one left. There is a college student who has not graduated, and a fair-looking internet writer who looks a little afraid of society. He cannot carry it with his shoulders or lift it with his hands.

Jiang Cheng frowned and looked at the fat man in surprise: "Why do you think so?"

The fat man was stunned for a moment, "What do you think?'

"Why do you think that the author of the online article is bad?" Jiang Cheng asked back: "Now that the control is so strict, an author who writes about supernatural beings can still live by writing books without starving to death. Is that an ordinary person?'

The fat man thought about it for a while, and then he had some enlightenment, "So Chen Hao and the others are also really capable?"

Jiang Cheng sat on the chair and continued his analysis: "Look, this world should be the door to the ghost bride on the bus, and the ghost bride is one of the few managers on the bus, so I have a guess."

"Chen Hao and his group, as well as Yu Chengmu and Jia Jinliang's group, this is not the first time for them to board this car." After a pause, Jiang Cheng said in a low voice: "It is unlikely that new people will be targeted by managers as soon as they come on. "They are regular customers of this car just like us."

Fatty was secretly shocked, recalling the hardships of the previous dungeons. If it was true as the doctor said, then it would definitely not be easy for Chen Hao and his group to survive other dungeons on the bus.

"This is a high-end game." Fatty cheered up, and suddenly felt a sense of honor that he was qualified to compete with the high-end players in the bus.

Although Jiang Cheng is a psychiatrist, he still can't figure out the fat man's brain circuit. He was so scared just now, but now he actually pursed his lips with a mysterious smile on his face.

The high-end game is true, but what does it have to do with him? He is just a bastard who just follows the fish to gain points.

"That old man named Yu Chengmu is a tomb robber?" Pang Xiaofeng asked in surprise.

In the first wing, three people gathered together and sat around the table. Lei Mingyu glanced at Pang Xiaofeng, his face full of impatience: "I asked you to be quiet, are you afraid that the group won't hear it? ?”

"No, you" Pang Xiaofeng leaned forward and lowered his voice: "How do you know he is a tomb robber?"

Lei Mingyu sniffed and said disdainfully: "He smells like rotten bones and slag, and his two apprentices, the three of them are just the same thing. It's impossible not to smell it.

"But why didn't I smell it?" Pang Xiaofeng looked like he was asking questions.

"I tell you, you don't understand. You have just gotten into the car. There are many dangers here. Remember not to act alone and follow us closely, otherwise you will be dragged away by ghosts. When we find you, half of your body will be gone. Okay." Lei Mingyu said scaredly.

Pang Xiaofeng's face turned pale.

Chen Hao leaned on the chair, crossed his arms over his chest, and frowned, "Don't scare him, everyone has a first time." After a pause, he continued: "This mission looks like a folk funeral. There is a connection between them, which is very beneficial to Cheng Mu.”

"And there are more than three of them, Yu Chengmu, Jia Jin, Liang and Abiao are also part of their group." Chen Hao's face became increasingly worried, "I have observed that they are communicating with each other using secret codes."

Lei Mingyu turned to look at Chen Hao, "How is it? Can you decipher it?"

Chen Hao slowly shook his head, "Not yet, they communicate too little, and the A Biao next to Jia Jinliang is very powerful and has a strong sense of counter-investigation. I just took a look and was noticed by him."

Pang Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel a little discouraged, "It would be great if it was outside. Brother Hao is a policeman. We can ask Brother Hao to contact the police team to catch all these tomb robbers. It would be a great achievement!"

"This group of tomb robbers is extraordinary. They have strong organizational skills. There are two teams, one in the dark and one in the dark. The important thing is that they have noticed us. Now there is no chance to deal with us at the beginning of the mission. When the mission is about to end, they will probably They're attacking us." Chen Hao recalled the look in A Biao's eyes, and the awe-inspiring murderous intent made him understand that there must be someone in this man's hands.

He has memorized the faces of these people. After he goes out, he will report to the superiors and strive for success.

Thinking of this, Chen Hao couldn't help but stare blankly. It took him a long time to realize that because he was involved in the nightmare world, he had no energy to continue working in the criminal police team and had resigned not long ago.

But it doesn't matter whether he wears the police uniform or not. What matters is that in his heart, he is always a policeman, and that's enough.

"Du Moyu, what are you doing?" The conversation was in full swing. Du Moyu was lying alone in the bedroom with a look of despair on his face. Pang Xiaofeng couldn't help but poke his head in and ask.

Du Moyu didn't move or answer.

"Du Moyu?!"

"Ah?" Du Moyu finally reacted this time. He got up from the bed and looked at everyone in surprise.

He wasn't asleep, he was just lying down, resting, in a daze.

"Tell me, our great author, what do you think?" Lei Mingyu put down his rolled-up sleeves. The night was getting darker and the weather was getting cooler.

Surprisingly, both Chen Hao and Lei Mingyu were looking at Du Moyu seriously at this moment, as if his next words were very important.

"I'm not thinking about what you said. Yu Chengmu and Jia Jinliang, you guys have said it." Du Moyu pulled the quilt up and wrapped it tightly around himself, "I was thinking about that Jiangcheng."

Chen Hao hesitated for a moment and nodded, "His self-introduction is indeed impressive.'

"He was pretending." Du Moyu affirmed: "He behaved normally at first, but after listening to the villagers' introduction, his attitude changed. He must have discovered something.

"Also, have you noticed that Jia Jinliang and A Biao are more interested in these two people than the four of us. I suspect that these two people have also seen through the identities of Yu Chengmu, Jia Jinliang and the others, and the threat of Yu Chengmu and the others. In terms of judgment, these two people are higher than the four of us. I don't know why this is the case, but it is so from the results.'

"The last point" Du Moyu made a long sound and suddenly stopped talking.

"You should tell me what the last point is!" Lei Mingyu has a bad temper and has already planned to go out and correct Du Moyu's problem of half-telling and half-leaving. This child has a writing disorder.

Du Moyu smiled sheepishly, "The last point is a bit idealistic. This man gives me a very unusual feeling. The things in his eyes are different from us, and they are different from Yu Chengmu and A Biao." ”

"If I have to describe it, it's like a traveler who has been trekking in darkness and despair for countless years. Coming to such a place is far from being a torture for him."

"What's that?" Pang Xiaofeng couldn't help but ask. Du Moyu's strange description made him feel terrified.

Du Moyu turned to look at him and said calmly: "Go home.

"Going home, Chen Hao lowered his head and slowly savored what Du Moyu said. After a few seconds, he raised his head and said, "I don't quite understand what you said*. Yes, but I don’t feel any malice from this person, at least not yet. "

"Yeah." Du Moyu nodded, "Me neither."

Chen Hao took a deep breath, "Well, let's look for clues first. If it is really necessary, we can choose to try to contact the two of them."

"The first clue is that even if there is a conflict with the two of them in the future, with Lei Mingyu here, we won't necessarily suffer." Chen Hao turned to look at Lei Mingyu and whispered: "How is your door?"

"It's the same as before. After getting into this car, I didn't respond." Lei Mingyu couldn't help but sigh. He had injuries on his face and body. "And the last time we dealt with those people, they swallowed two doors in a row. , My body is a little overwhelmed, and it will probably take at least two days before I can do anything with anyone.'

"Then we will find a way to get through these two days. There should be no problem." Chen Hao looked out the door with some worry. It was very dark outside. What made them even more uneasy was that since they entered the big house, the outside There was no other sound at all, and the whole village was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water.

In another wing, Jia Jinliang sat astride a chair with a gloomy face, completely different from the good old man who accompanied him with a smile before.

"A Biao, what do you think?" Jia Jinliang picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea.

A short man with brown skin sat opposite him. Even in this environment, the muscles under his clothes were very tight. "Chen Hao and the others have noticed us, and our identities have been exposed." Ah. Biao speaks in Mandarin which is not very fluent.

Jia Jinliang put down his tea cup and shook his head, "I'm not asking them, I'm asking Jiang Cheng and Wang Fugui, what do you think of them?

"I've been staring at the man named Chen Hao. I didn't pay attention to Jiang Cheng." Abiao said hoarsely, "Boss, I remind you to pay more attention to that Chen Hao. He is a policeman.'

At the mention of these two words, Jia Jinliang suddenly became alert, "Police?" He calmed down, seeming to realize that this was a nightmare world, not the real world they lived in, and his expression improved slightly, "Are you sure?'

"Yeah." Abiao nodded with a gloomy face, "They're either criminal police or border guards. I've dealt with such people in the Golden Triangle. I can tell them after just one face-to-face encounter."

"police

Jia Jinliang narrowed his eyes, "Where are the three remaining people?"

"Probably not, but I'm not sure." Abiao reached for the teapot and poured another cup of tea for Jia Jinliang. His exposed arms were covered with scars, knife wounds, and some that looked like they had been burned with cigarette butts. "I have already informed Yu Zhangyan that the three of them will act more carefully. Yu Zhangyan has always been prudent in doing things."

"Look for clues first. After finding the clues, regardless of whether the identity is exposed or not, this Chen Hao and the people he brought must die, otherwise I will not be able to sleep well when I go out." Jia Jinliang firmly believed that the day he entered the industry, people cannot stand without ruthlessness. Steady, if you want to make a living in this industry, you will have to fight three times. Internally, you must guard against your accomplices burning bridges. Externally, you must guard against the police. If anyone dares to block your way of making money, I will come to you. Also stabbed three times.

And this is a nightmare world. It's so convenient to kill people here without having to deal with the bodies.

"A Biao, send a message to Yu Zhangyan and ask him to keep an eye on Chen Hao and Jiang Cheng. We can just keep an eye on those two people." Jiang Cheng's face and his impressive self appeared in Jia Jinliang's mind. introduce.

"Palm Eyes." Zhou Qing held up his cell phone and said respectfully: "Boss Jia came with news. He said that Chen Hao is a policeman. He is worried about being a threat to us. Let us keep an eye on the four of them. It is best to find an opportunity to kill them."

Yu Chengmu squinted and sat cross-legged on the bed in the bedroom, twirling his goatee and raising his brows, "Ignore him, he knows nothing. That Chen Hao is nothing to worry about, Jiang Cheng is a serious problem!"

"That boy obviously understands our methods, but the strange thing is that he doesn't have the corpse rotting gas in the tomb. He doesn't look like one of our colleagues." Zhang Junyu also said in a strange tone.

"There's something weird about this kid. Not only does he know about tombs, but he also knows some Feng Shui. He also noticed the Guillotine Hill in the middle of the yard. If he can have such knowledge at this age, he must have the guidance of an expert behind him.'

Yu Chengmu stretched out his arm like a dead tree, the back of his hand was covered with dark brown patches, and pointed out the window, "This is a transformed Yin Mansion. It is said in the Burial Sutra that the vitality in the sky flows around. All things come into being on the earth, Qi is dispersed by the wind, and water in the boundary is stopped.

"The filling of water and broken mountains here shows that the owner of the house died violently. The most hateful thing is that these villagers actually dared to build a mourning hall for other people in such a place, and still left the floating corpses for an unknown period of time. The most serious evil among the evils is that they can't afford the corpses. Weird!" Yu Chengmu said bitterly, "If these villagers are not hopelessly stupid, there is someone behind the scenes who has set up a formation here!"

Zhang Junyu and Zhou Qing have been with Yu Chengmu for some years, and they know that the latter has real abilities. They all commented like this when they saw Yu Chengmu, who has always been calm, and they are well aware of the dangers here.

Zhang Junyu said after careful consideration: "Zhangyan, according to your old ways, can you tell what kind of formation this is?'

"The haunted house is the place where corpses are raised. The floating corpse controls the water. This place should be related to water." Yu Chengmu twirled his goatee and said slowly: "I can only see these for the time being. In detail, I will go to the mourning hall to keep vigil tonight. You can tell at a glance.”

Zhang Junyu frowned slightly, and just as he was about to speak, he heard a sound coming from outside.

"Tuk-tuk-bang-bang."

"Tuk-tuk-bang-bang.'

"What's the sound?" Zhou Qing's ears perked up, his expression alert.

Yu Chengmu listened for a while, seemed to recognize the clue, and said in a deep voice: "The watchman is here.

"I've heard the sound of banging clappers. It's like a banging sound, isn't it?" Zhou Qing couldn't help but speak.

"The bangs are played forward and backward. The banging is to tell the time, and the back banging is to drive away ghosts." Yu Chengmu listened to the sound of the bangs getting faster and faster, and suddenly frowned, "No, the watchman may be in trouble!"