Nightmare Attack

At the same time, the fat man also heard the sound, and his eyes became alert: "What is the sound?"

Jiang Cheng walked toward the door, but did not open the door. He just looked out through the gap in the middle of the door. After a while, the increasingly rapid sounds slowly subsided, and then there was a sound of banging wooden clappers.

"Boom."

"Boom.

The noise was constantly moving. Judging from the direction, it was coming from the courtyard gate, taking the same path they came from.

Jiang Cheng squinted his eyes and saw someone holding a big white lantern from a distance, standing next to the wing where Yu Chengmu and the others were.

After a while, someone came out of the wing and seemed to be having a conversation.

Jiang Cheng silently counted the time, then turned to look at the fat man: "Let's go, the watchman is here." After speaking, Jiang Cheng opened the door and walked out. The fat man hurriedly followed after taking a sip of hot tea.

By the time Jiang Cheng and Fatty arrived, Chen Hao's group and Jia Jinliang Abiao had already arrived, and standing in front of them now was an old man wearing a black robe and a white cloth belt around his waist.

The old man's right arm was still wrapped with a tattered red cloth.

Everyone's attention was focused more on the lantern held by the old man. On the white lantern was a blood-red word "Die" written clearly on the surface.

The word "Dian" is drawn like a dragon and a snake, reflecting the erratic candlelight, giving people an unreal illusion.

Yu Chengmu looked at the lantern and the old man's clothes, and seemed to see something. His eyelids couldn't help but twitch a few times, and then he cupped his hands with a very respectful attitude: "Senior can come and give me some advice, but I am afraid.'

The old man raised the lantern, and with the light, everyone could vaguely see the old man's face. Pang Xiaofeng, the timidest one, suddenly changed his face. The right side of the old man's face was completely destroyed, as if it had been torn off by the claws of a beast. Yes, on the remaining half of the left face, there is a triangular one-eye embedded in the eye socket, with a faint edge reflecting in the middle of the slightly closed eyelids.

After a moment, a hoarse voice sounded, like gravel rubbing against the glass, "You guys who scooped up corpses and I, who worked on the job, were of the same lineage thousands of years ago, so you won't give in to calling me "senior".'

"Let's stop talking. Tonight, the corpse collector will go to the mourning hall to keep vigil. I will give you a few instructions. Please listen carefully."

"Senior, please speak." Yu Chengmu became more and more respectful.

"Don't go together for the night vigil. If there are too many people gathered and angry, something may happen out of thin air. You go one by one, and each of you will stay for one stick of incense. When the incense burns out, you can leave." The voice of the watchman was mixed in the wind. It doesn't sound real.

Chen Hao lowered his voice: "Senior, does everyone have to keep vigil?"

His question was very appropriate. After all, it was already close to the third watch. There were 11 of them. According to the calculation of one stick of incense and half an hour, it would be dawn before the last person was guarded.

The watchman turned his head to look at him. Being stared at by these eyes, Chen Hao felt like a thorn in his back. "Huuyiyi,huiyi" the supervisor said.

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A strange gasping sound, like a muffled laugh: "Of course not all of them, there are 5 people, 5 people are enough.

The watchman's eyes swept over the people in front of him and suddenly said: "Just the five people closest to me!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, but it was too late to retreat at this time.

Five people, Yu Chengmu, Pang Xiaofeng, Lei Mingyu, A Biao and Fatty, won the prize.

Several people came out one after another and stood in front of the watchman.

In fact, Jiang Cheng was the fifth one, but before he could walk out, the fat man pinched him secretly, and the fat man who was beside him walked up first.

Just as Jiang Cheng was about to speak, he noticed from the corner of his eye that the watchman took out a pen holder-like object from his arms, and there was a rattling sound inside. It’s a lottery bucket!

Are they going to draw lots?

The fat man turned his back to Jiang Cheng and made a reassuring gesture to him.

The watchman's eyes scanned the faces of the five people one by one. After a moment, he handed the bucket to Lei Mingyu, "Let's start with you. You draw lots to decide the order."

Lei Mingyu sneered, without shaking, he took out one and handed it to the watchman, "That's it.

The fat man was very close and secretly stretched his neck to look at the signature. There were a bunch of ghost symbols on it, but he didn't recognize a single word.

The watchman glanced at it and said in an announcing voice: "Sign up."

Chen Hao exhaled slightly after hearing this.

Next was Yu Chengmu. Yu Chengmu took the bucket of lottery tickets respectfully. First he held the bucket and whispered a few words in a low voice. Then he shook the bucket three times to the left and three times to the right. Finally, he gently shook the bucket. Shake out a lot.

When he saw the ghost talisman signed, Yu Chengmu frowned slightly, but he didn't look worried.

"Winning the draw," the watchman announced.

The next one was the fat man. The fat man stretched out his hand to sign for the bucket. Because his hand was too fat, it almost got stuck. When Yu Chengmu saw it, he couldn't help but sneered and shook his head. This man really has no awe at all. In a place like this, he still Dare to be so presumptuous without fear of retribution.

But the next second, he couldn't laugh anymore. The watchman looked at the lot, then raised his head and looked at the fat man's innocent face, "Sign it."

Jiang Cheng's heart was relieved

The hearts of the remaining two people were raised.

The top lot is gone, the top lot is gone, the middle lot is gone, what is left?

A Biao couldn't help but feel a trace of panic on his calm face when he heard the news that he had won the lottery. Pang Xiaofeng had received the lottery, and his calves were even weak at this moment.

"The first one who signs up will keep vigil." The watchman put away the bucket and said calmly, "Then the next one will go down one by one, and the one who signs next will keep vigil last."

Now the expressions on A Biao and Pang Xiaofeng's faces became brighter. 6̾̾

Fatty: “???’

The watchman was not prepared to explain. He raised his legs and walked towards the side room where Yu Chengmu and the others were staying. Everyone followed him in confusion. The watchman took out two conical trinkets from his arms and threw them on the table. .

"You can find the incense that counts time in the mourning hall. Use the thickest white candle in front of the mourning hall to light the incense. Remember, no matter what happens in the middle, you are not allowed to leave.

"These two little things are left for you in case of emergencies." As he said this, the watchman took out some more from his arms and distributed them to everyone. "Two for each wing, please keep them."

Jiang Cheng took it and weighed it with his hands. The texture was thick and hard at the same time. It was covered with a dark green shell. Jiang Cheng couldn't guess what was inside.

"Senior." Jia Jinliang said with a smile, "How to use this thing, and when will it be used?"

"Just light it with fire." The watchman said quietly: "As for when to use it, you will know when the time comes.

Frustrated, Jia Jinliang didn't dare to ask any more questions. The watchman in front of him was obviously not a good person.

Standing up, the watchman walked out, and turned around when he reached the door, "Also, remember, the mourning hall is at the west end of the house. In front of the hall, there is an old locust tree planted in the old days, and there is a bell under the locust tree. The five of you must ring the bell before entering and when you leave. When you hear the bell, it is time to change people.'

"Five people, five sticks of incense, calculated based on half an hour for each stick, may not survive until dawn." Jiang Cheng suddenly said: "Doesn't it matter, senior?'

A hint of sullenness appeared on the watchman's horrified face, "Didn't you understand what I said?

The next second, the clock watcher suddenly stopped, his mouth opened slightly, and his single eye stared at Jiang Cheng. First it narrowed slightly, and then suddenly opened wide again.

Yu Chengmu looked strange and asked in a low voice: "Senior?'

The watchman seemed to have woken up from a dream at this moment. After leaving behind the words "It will start in a quarter of an hour, you can take care of yourself", he held the lantern and staggered away. His right leg seemed to be injured.

After the watchman left, everyone turned their attention to Jiang Cheng, but Jiang Cheng himself didn't know why.

Time was running out. Jiang Cheng wanted to take Fatty away quickly, but was stopped by the shameless Jia Jinliang, "Don't leave yet. It's fate that we met here. We should all work together in the same boat.'

"In my opinion, how about we all leave each other's contact information and share the information once we have it?'

Although they knew he had bad intentions, everyone did not break up with each other after all, so they left each other's contact information.

"We are the first, we have to prepare first." Jiang Cheng pulled the fat man away.

On the way, the fat man cried sadly, "Doctor, what the hell do you think this is? Am I being targeted? Why am I the first to go to the vigil after being signed? Isn't this the best sign?"

"It's quite strange, but you don't have to worry too much. The probability of someone dying at the beginning is low. This time, the danger may be greater as you go to the back." After thinking about it, Jiang Cheng continued: "But you also have to be careful. If you are not careful, If it touches a taboo, it’s hard to talk about it.”

Speaking of taboos, Fatty looked at Jiang Cheng curiously when no one was around, and lowered his voice and said, "The look in the watchman's eyes at you just now was so strange. He seemed to have seen something."

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng slowed down and seemed to be thinking about this issue.

"Has he found out that he has no brothers?" the fat man asked in a low voice.

Jiang Cheng shook his head, "No way, I've thought of this too, but I just tried to wake Wu up, and he didn't respond at all. I don't believe the night watcher can find out if Wu shows up on his own initiative."

If the clock watcher really had this kind of behavior, then Jiang Cheng would suspect that he was the big boss in this dungeon world.

After a while, Jiang Cheng made an analysis that made the fat man's hair stand on end: "If I look at a person with that look, then I will think that this person is familiar to me, but I can't think of where I have seen it before, or that this person is familiar to me." I know him, but I don't understand why he suddenly appears here.'

"You mean the watchman has seen you before?" The fat man couldn't help but tremble. This guess was really scary. When the night wind blew, the goosebumps on his body stood up.

Jiang Cheng didn't stop until he could see the big locust tree from a distance, "I won't give it to you, Fatty, be smart." After saying that, Jiang Cheng took out a piece of the thing given by the watchman and gave it to Fatty. He explained: "We don't know yet whether this thing is good or bad, but remember, don't use this thing unless you are at the end of your rope.'

"I got it, doctor." The fat man took it nervously. He seemed to feel that it was not safe to hold it in his hand, so he stuffed it into his pocket.

"Also, when you arrive, you should observe more, but only look. Try not to touch it with your hands, and don't use your mobile phone. I won't call you, and you shouldn't call me."

"good!'

After the explanation, Jiang Cheng returned immediately. He came to see Fatty off at his own risk, so he tried to return to his residence before the third watch, otherwise he might be entangled.

But halfway through, Jiang Cheng's worries came true.

It’s just that what’s haunting him isn’t a ghost, or it’s not a ghost yet, but

A white lantern was about a few dozen meters away from him.

The place swayed meters away.

It's the watchman!

The watchman actually didn't leave, but stared at me from a distance!

A chill ran down his back. It wasn't that Jiang Cheng was afraid of him, but he didn't understand why he would do this to him. Jiang Cheng couldn't remember the face of the watchman, and they were in two different worlds, so they should have never known each other.

What's even weirder is that from the look in the watchman's eyes, he also noticed the other person's doubts.

"Dong

The dull bell echoed in the abandoned house, like a stone thrown into stagnant water.

After the fat man hit the clock, he cheered himself up and walked into the mourning hall in front of him.

After getting closer, the fat man discovered that the building housing the mourning hall was a bit strange. It didn't look like a normal house, but more like a temple.

Yes, it is a temple!

The burlap white cloth and white flags hanging outside had been blown to pieces by the night wind, and some fell to the ground. After stepping into the high threshold, what came into view was a statue.

It's a statue of a woman.

Fatty didn't know much about things like worshiping gods, so he didn't know which goddess or female Bodhisattva it was. He just thought this sculpture was really exquisite.

The woman is very beautiful, and it is an unobtrusive beauty. The woman's eyebrows, the corners of her lips, and even the folds on her clothes are all lifelike. It even feels like the woman will dance with the wind when a gust of wind blows.

The fat man shivered suddenly, "Why do I have such an outrageous feeling?"

He immediately looked away from the woman and lowered his gaze. There was a table of offerings in front of the sculpture, with various white paper flowers and hanging white lanterns on both sides.

On the lantern, large words "Die" were written with black writing brush.

The fat man found the incense burner from the table where the sacrifices were placed. There were a few sticks of incense scattered around the incense burner.

The fat man picked one that pleased his eyes, kept in mind what the watchman said, found the thickest white candle in front of the mourning hall, then lit the incense and inserted it into the incense burner.

Later, the fat man knelt devoutly in front of the statue of the woman, kowtowed three times to the statue respectfully, and muttered in a low voice: "I'm sorry, sister fairy, I know you should burn incense for gods three by three, but I There is no other way. I only have one stick of incense. You have a beautiful heart and a kind-hearted Bodhisattva. Please don’t argue with me. When I go out this time, I won’t do it myself. I will drag the doctor along and we will offer incense to you together. Please, please , Fairy sister, don’t blame me!”

As if sensing his kindness, there was a sudden "crunch" sound in the direction of the sculpture, as if someone had stepped on rotten wood.

The fat man was startled and jumped up from the ground.

He carefully discerned that the sound seemed to come from behind the sculpture. Several large pieces of white cloth were spliced ​​together behind the sculpture. When the wind blew, a large black gap was exposed where the white cloths were connected. There was obviously still space behind it.

The fat man approached carefully, not daring to touch the white cloth, but slowly moved his face closer.

The next second, his pupils narrowed into slits. He saw several large coffins placed side by side immediately behind the sculpture. At this moment, all the coffin lids were lifted, and along the edges, Water is still flowing downwards

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