Nightmare Attack

"Da da da."

There was a sound of brisk footsteps not far away, and before anyone was seen, a feeling of relief could be heard.

Yu Chengmu's eyes almost popped out. He saw Wang Fugui and Du Moyu running out of the shadows one after the other, each with a musical instrument in their hand.

The two of them didn't even look at him and ran directly back to the room where Jiang Cheng was.

When they entered, they gave Jiang Cheng a high-five one by one.

Jiang Cheng picked up the letter, shook his head at Yu Chengmu, bowed again to express his gratitude, and the next second, he closed the door skillfully.

Yu Chengmu seemed to have forgotten what he had just done. He turned his head and glared at A Biao who was also in a daze with gritted teeth, "You idiot! Didn't you say that weirdness can't be manipulated?"

"What the hell!" Abiao felt a surge of anger rushing into his head.

Even with only one arm left, Yu Chengmu was no match for A Biao. Without using three moves, A Biao pressed him to the ground and rubbed him with one hand.

His clothes were torn apart, his face was pressed to the ground, his gray hair was messy, and his elegant demeanor was gone.

"Yu Chengmu, you old man!" Abiao was so angry that he didn't expect that this old man was so vicious that he didn't intend to let him out alive, "You deserve to die!"

A Biao used great force to strangle Yu Chengmu's neck, pinching him until he rolled his eyes.

But before he could continue to rub against Cheng Mu, suddenly, a strange melody came from the direction of crossing the river. The level of horror was not comparable to the previous tune.

"Yes, Lady Dahe!" Yu Chengmu's nose was still bleeding, with despair written all over his face.

Even if he knew that he would not be able to escape today, according to A Biao's character, he would not want to sit back and wait for death.

He endured it, let go of Yu Chengmu who was like a dead dog, stood up, and quickly closed the door.

Looking out through the crack in the door, I don't know when there was a layer of fog outside the door.

The fog filled in quickly, and he could only see a few meters outside the door.

Jiang Cheng's room was also obscured by the fog and disappeared.

"Dang!"

"Dang!"

After a series of jumping sounds, it finally stopped outside Jiangcheng Gate.

Jiang Cheng maintained the same posture as A Biao, squatting behind the door to observe.

This time he saw clearly that it was Lady Dahe, the ghost bride on the bus!

You can’t go wrong!

Wu pulled out his knife and stood behind the door, only one door away from the ghost bride.

"Easy~, easy~" Fatty comforted Wu in a low voice, worried that he would rush out and fight with the ghost bride.

Wu glanced sideways at Fatty and put the knife behind him, showing his greatest sincerity.

Jiang Cheng took a deep breath and opened the door.

The ghost bride stood quietly outside the door. Her skin was unusually white against the backdrop of the red wedding dress.

Jiang Cheng didn't want to, and didn't dare to use the adjective "blow to break" to describe a woman's skin, because he was worried that it could really break.

After all, this skin has been immersed in the cold bottom of the Dushui River for a full 10 years.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Jiang Cheng put on a paper mask in advance.

The ghost bride has a hijab on her head. Through one side of the hijab, you can vaguely see the ghost bride's chin with a soft curve.

Suddenly, Jiang Cheng became extremely curious about the face under the hijab.

"Crunch——"

The sound of the wind blowing on the door axis interrupted Jiang Cheng's thoughts. He immediately took out the letter from his arms and handed it to the ghost bride.

To his surprise, when the Ghost Bride saw the letter, her cold temperament suddenly disappeared. She held the letter in her two plain white hands and slowly unfolded it, causing her shoulders to tremble.

Jiang Cheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

A few drops of tears slid down his cheeks and landed on the letter.

The once dirty cloth suddenly glowed and became brand new.

Lines of delicate handwriting appeared on it.

The next scene made Jiang Cheng's heart tremble violently. He saw that a portrait appeared out of thin air where the ghost bride's tears touched.

It is a young man with a bookish look between his eyebrows. The young man is holding a paper umbrella and smiling.

Regardless of his clothes, this young man actually has a face as handsome as his own!

No, it’s the exact same face!

There was a "buzz" in Jiang Cheng's mind, and he couldn't help but sigh. Fortunately, he was wearing a mask. Otherwise, he would have been dragged away by the ghost bride today and taken to cross the river to become the village's prime minister.

Moreover, according to Wu's character, if he knew the ghost bride's purpose of robbing him, he might even help him deliver the goods to his door.

Fortunately, the ghost bride is also a cheerful person. After being excited for a while, she took the letter and left.

Judging from the direction in which her back disappeared, she went to Yu Chengmu Abiao's room.

Some people were happy and some were sad. Abiao looked through the crack in the door and saw Empress Dahe coming, and his face was distorted.

Then he looked down at the crying Yu Chengmu, went over and kicked him, "If you're not dead, get up quickly and think of a way to deal with Empress Dahe!"

Yu Chengmu seemed to have lost his soul, shrinking on the ground, his eyes fixed, and he kept repeating: "There is no chance, there is no chance, we are all going to die."

"Trash!" A Biao kicked Yu Chengmu hard. It seemed that the latter was waiting to die.

But Abiao still held on to his last hope. He stared at Yu Chengmu on the ground, a fierce light flashing in his eyes.

Maybe it would be enough for Lady Dahe to only kill one person tonight.

Thinking of this, A Biao no longer hesitated and started to drag out Yu Chengmu who was lying on the ground like a dead dog. Then he opened the door and was about to throw Yu Chengmu outside.

Yu Chengmu also reacted and struggled fiercely, but he couldn't break free from A Biao's iron-like hand.

"Yu Zhangyan, it's your own fault that you ended up like this, no one else is to blame!" A Biao said fiercely: "I am avenging Boss Jia, Zhang Junyu and the others!"

"no, do not want!

"

Yu Chengmu, who was thrown out, lay on the ground and crawled back using his hands and feet, but unfortunately A Biao had already closed the door in advance.

"Let me in! Let me in!" Yu Chengmu slammed the door crazily, but the door seemed to be made of cast iron and remained motionless.

Abiao's angry voice came from behind the door, "Yu Zhangyan, I think Zhang Junyu was begging you so hard back then, but what about you! What did you do?!"

"Now that things are changing, you can go with peace of mind." After Abiao said the last sentence, as the Queen of the River approached step by step, Abiao stopped talking.

There was a crisp sound of a watermelon exploding outside the door, and large amounts of blood mixed with other things spattered on the door, flowing down in a sticky consistency.

At the same time, Yu Chengmu's wailing stopped abruptly.

Ah Biao hid behind the door and looked out through the gap, not daring to let out any air.

He saw with his own eyes that Empress Dahe didn't even look at Yu Chengmu. When she came over, she stepped on his head.