Nightmare Attack

"This kind of thread has been specially treated and has the effect of suppressing corpses.

Jia Jinliang came over and looked at the body with a very vigilant look. His throat rolled unconsciously and he asked in a low voice: "We...we'd better move the body out. Here..."

Everyone knows what Jia Jinliang means. The lighting here is not good, it is very dim, and there are many paper figures standing and hanging around. Just standing here makes everyone very uncomfortable.

But Yu Chengmu glanced at him and said without mercy: "Boss Jia, my legs are on you. You can leave anytime you want, but I won't accompany you."

When Yu Chengmu said this, Jia Jinliang was also stunned. After a moment, he seemed to realize it, and asked a little confused: "Mr. Yu, what do you mean?"

"Boss Jia, this corpse is an evil corpse. It is fine if it is kept in this room. If it is really moved out, there may be some big trouble." Zhang Junyu looked at Jia Jinliang's face and said with a smile: "Otherwise, think about it, why are these two corpses tied with corpse wires?"

Not long after, Fatty and Lei Mingyu came back. In Lei Mingyu's hand, there was something wrapped in cloth with a black handle exposed.

Du Moyu looked behind the two of them, and before he could speak, he heard Lei Mingyu say impatiently: "Don't look, the village chief didn't follow. He said he had something else to do."

The fat man curled his lips when he heard this and said noisily: "The village chief is just afraid. If I ask him to tell me, he might have something going on in his heart.

Lei Mingyu opened the cloth bag, and inside was a sharp knife with blood stains on it. After Yu Chengmu took it, he looked at it and found that the blood stains had penetrated into the wood of the handle, dyeing the handle almost black.

Zhang Junyu twitched his nose, frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "What a strong evil spirit."

Yu Chengmu asked everyone to spread out. He squatted in front of the corpse, found an angle, inserted the blade of the knife into the connection between the two corpses, and cut off the ropes one by one.

After the two corpses were completely separated, everyone unexpectedly discovered that the two corpses were holding something back to back.

After a brief hesitation, Yu Chengmu picked out the thing with the tip of the knife.

It's a handkerchief made of silk.

Unfolding the handkerchief, there was actually writing on it. The first half was covered in blood and could no longer be seen clearly, leaving only the second half.

"...The lanterns are like daylight, but there is endless love. It can be as short as a few months, or as long as a year old. When I am named on the gold medal, and when I come home at night with my colorful clothes and angry horses, I dare not betray the king's kindness." Jiang Cheng stood on one side and stared at it. Chanting softly.

"It looks like a love letter." Chen Hao was a little surprised by the appearance. "It was written by a candidate who came to Beijing to take the exam to his sweetheart. He said that he would come back to her when he was named on the gold medal list."

"This handkerchief should be a girl's personal belongings." Du Moyu said, picking up the handkerchief and pointing to a beautiful embroidery in the corner of the handkerchief. Before he could continue his analysis, he suddenly felt a pain in his finger.

A drop of bright red blood stained the handkerchief, and before Du Moyu could react, his eyes suddenly blurred.

He shook his head, trying to wake himself up, but a sudden scene in his peripheral vision scared him so much that he almost jumped up. In the corner not far from him, a paper man poked his head out.

And he actually knew the face of the paper man!

The paper man opened his mouth wide and looked anxious, as if he had something very important to say to him. But the next second, a big black hand stretched out from behind the paper man and tore off the paper man's face.

"Ah!" Du Moyu exclaimed.

"What's wrong with you?" Lei Mingyu shook his shoulders.

At this moment, Du Moyu's eyes gradually returned to normal. Chen Hao took the handkerchief from Du Moyu's hand, and there was a little more bright red blood on the handkerchief.

As if sensing something, Yu Chengmu lowered his voice, "What did you see?"

"Face." Du Moyu pointed not far away and said in horror: "The paper man there has a face! The face was later torn off by a big hand!"

There were many paper figures piled up in the corner. It seemed that the paper figures here were defective. Several people walked up and pulled away the paper figures outside. Zhang Junyu suddenly paused, and a paper figure appeared in front of everyone.

The workmanship of this paper figurine is obviously more exquisite than other paper figurines. It has been painted bit by bit with a paintbrush. In the dark, if you don't look carefully, it almost looks like a real person.

It's just that... there is no face, there is a big hole on the face.

Seeing this scene, everyone fell silent, and an ominous premonition arose in everyone's mind.

"What does the face you see... look like?" Yu Chengmu said with a gloomy face.

A scene that made everyone's hair stand on end appeared. Du Moyu looked sad, raised his hand, pointed at A Biao, and said in a voice that sounded like he was asking for help: "That's it... that's him. That face is exactly the same as his!"

"I just saw it clearly, and before I could call you, his face was torn off by a hand. It was...a hand stretched out from behind the paper man!"

Du Moyu's words were like a bombshell that exploded in everyone's hearts.

Abiao's right eyelid twitched fiercely, and he couldn't help but said angrily: "If you talk nonsense again, I will cut out your tongue!"

"I'm not talking nonsense, it's true!" With Lei Mingyu standing in front of him, Du Moyu became more confident and insisted that the paper man he saw was A Biao.

A few obscure glances secretly looked at A Biao, as if trying to find his flaws.

Finally, Yu Chengmu stood up and said with a firm voice: "Abiao is a human being, not a ghost pretending to be a ghost. Otherwise, based on what this little brother said just now, he would not be alive."

"After all..." Yu Chengmu said coldly: "It was this little brother who violated the taboo and dropped blood on the handkerchief."

Chen Hao shook his head, "Old man, you can't say that. Look for yourself, is there any sharp spot on this handkerchief? How could it cut a person's finger?"

"This is obviously a deliberate arrangement of the mission. No matter who finds the handkerchief, it will definitely trigger the next plot, that is, seeing the paper man with the face of A Biao's brother." Chen Hao kicked the ball back.

Jiang Cheng did not speak for either party. He liked the excitement, the more excitement the better.

In the end, it was the smiling tiger Jia Jinliang who stood up to make peace, saying that the information was unclear now, and it might be that this was intentional by the ghost, so everyone must not fight among themselves. Only by unity, everyone can leave here alive.

Yu Chengmu turned around and carried the paper man out with Zhang Junyu. Judging from the workmanship, there must be something wrong with this paper man.

As Yu Chengmu checked the paper man, he found three words at the position of the paper man's shoulder blade.

"Lu Jianli." Zhang Junyu showed a puzzled expression.

These three words were sewn on the paper man with thread, which was the corpse-binding thread they had seen before. There was also a faint mark near the name.