Nightmare Attack

Jiang Cheng did not hide this matter from Chen Hao. After receiving the news, the hearts of Chen Hao and the others sank to the bottom. The last thing they wanted to see finally happened. Google search reading

Without any further hesitation, Chen Hao considered it for a moment and immediately sent a message to Pang Xiaofeng: "Xiaofeng, let me tell you something. Don't be afraid. You must stay calm."

Pang Xiaofeng clutched the phone, feeling even more frightened.

"Your feeling is correct. There is indeed something wrong with the body in the coffin at the back. Wang Fugui said that the body he saw was facing in the opposite direction to the one you saw. The body may have been moved by someone, or the body may have moved on its own."

With the latter picture in his mind, Pang Xiaofeng's shoulders shook violently. Although he was scared, he was not completely out of control. Chen Hao continued to send a message: "How much of your incense is left?"

After calming down, Pang Xiaofeng looked at the incense burner, "There is still one third."

"One incense lasts about half an hour, and one-third is about 10 minutes. You have to hold on for the last 10 minutes." Chen Hao tried his best to comfort him, "I believe you can do it, all of us, We will all leave this hellish place alive, Xiaofeng, you have to believe in yourself."

"Pang Xiaofeng, we have to hang up. It's not good for you to talk for too long. We can't help you. It's up to you." Du Moyu came up and hung up the phone in a stiff tone.

Although he was a little tangled, Chen Hao understood that Du Moyu was right. They were not present and could not give Pang Xiaofeng better advice. Instead of letting Pang Xiaofeng rely on them, it was better to leave the decision-making power to him.

In the mourning hall, Pang Xiaofeng took a deep breath, clutched his cell phone, and forced himself to calm down, "As long as I survive the last 10 minutes, as long as 10 minutes, I can leave here!"

"The three people were fine before, and I will be fine too. There is also the last person who didn't come. That A Biao was the one who signed the lottery, and he is the one with the worst luck! Not me!"

But just as Pang Xiaofeng cheered himself up, he suddenly heard a sound. He immediately located the source of the sound, which was behind the white cloth, in the direction of the coffins!

here we go again

Pang Xiaofeng's face turned pale, but this time, he didn't dare to walk over and take a look anyway, because this time, not only did he hear the sound, but he also saw something even more terrifying.

The shadows are reflected crookedly behind the white cloth, and the whole body is abnormally bloated. They are obviously the corpses in the coffins!

The shadow left on the white cloth became clearer and clearer, swaying from side to side, and accompanied by the sound of treading water, it moved closer to the white cloth.

There was only a layer of white cloth between these weird things. The pressure on Pang Xiaofeng could be imagined. His face turned pale and he even forgot to breathe because of nervousness.

But just as he was in extreme fear, waiting for the corpses to lift the white cloth and rush over to kill him, God seemed to be playing a joke on him. Instead of lifting the white cloth, the corpses mysteriously disappeared in the next second.

"Gone

After Pang Xiaofeng realized this, he quickly looked around, above his head, and even behind him, but he could not find the bodies, and the disturbing sound of treading water also disappeared.

"Hu Yi Yi, Hu Yi Yi_" Pang Xiaofeng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He didn't know why this happened, but he knew that he probably wouldn't die for the time being.

that's enough.

He looked at the burning incense and saw that only the last bit was left.

5 minutes.

Finally, he can leave in 5 minutes!

He never wants to come back to this damned place in his next life.

As his peripheral vision swept by, he suddenly noticed the burning thick white candle. At some point, the candle's flame turned into a faint green, looking like a will-o'-the-wisp in a mass grave.

At the same time, the candle burns much faster, shortening almost at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Pang Xiaofeng suddenly realized that if he burned it at this speed, the candle would burn out before his incense went out. He couldn't even think about what would happen after losing the candle.

After a while, while keeping an eye on the candle, he made another discovery that sent shivers down his spine. The candle seemed to be not only burning fast, but also getting thinner and thinner irregularly.

A little less on this side and a little less on that side.

It feels like someone is squatting on the ground and scraping slowly with fingernails.

The moment this scene appeared, Pang Xiaofeng's head buzzed. He suppressed the heartstring in his heart that was about to break, reached into his pocket with trembling hands, and slowly took out something.

It's a small thing given by the watchman to remind them to use it at critical moments.

But now, Pang Xiaofeng thinks that his life is definitely at a critical moment.

He tried his best to steady his arm so as not to shake, and stretched the corner of the thing towards the flame of the candle. The watchman had reminded that this thing needed to be burned with fire to be effective.

After a while, the candle's light flickered suddenly, and a burst of green smoke rose up. At the same time, it was accompanied by a burning smell.

But for Pang Xiaofeng at this moment, these are no longer important. The scene in front of him caused his brain to shut down, and the trembling heartstring finally could no longer support it and broke.

Several extremely bloated people were squatting on the ground in weird postures, huddled around the candles, and water was still dripping down along the cuffs and trousers. What was even weirder was their movements at this moment. A drop of candle tears was dripping along the candles. It was quickly licked off by a tongue. After licking it, the soaked dead man's face showed an extremely strange expression of satisfaction.

Gradually, the bloated figures turned their heads slowly and looked at Pang Xiaofeng's face.

Against the background of the pale green candlelight, he smiled.

The next second, the candle burned out with a pop.

"Doctor." The fat man swallowed his saliva and asked in a low voice, "How is it?"

Jiang Cheng has been staring at his phone since just now, and until now, they haven't heard the bell ringing.

"Something must have happened." Jiang Cheng put away his phone and looked behind the door with worried eyes. It had been 45 minutes and Pang Xiaofeng hadn't hit the bell yet. He had no feelings for Pang Xiaofeng and was just worried about what would happen next.

It is difficult to guarantee that what happened to Pang Xiaofeng today will not happen to him and Fatty.

Cheng Mu's face that looked like dry tree bark appeared in Jiang Cheng's mind.

Pang Xiaofeng didn't ring the bell in time, so naturally it wasn't Jiang Cheng's turn to worry the most. Lei Mingyu walked around the room, which made Chen Hao's head spin. "Why hasn't it taken so long for you to ring the bell?" Lei Mingyu couldn't help but Question: "Will something happen?"

Chen Hao and Du Moyu on the side did not answer. This was an obvious question, but none of the three of them were willing to accept the result.

Until there was a rush of footsteps outside.