Nightmare Attack

"Shentan?" Pei Qian thought a little.

Although everyone is modern, thanks to TV dramas and movies, we are somewhat familiar with the cold torture and punishment in feudal society, so we did not show any surprise.

"As the main criminal, even if she is dead, I think the police will come to find her body," Zhou Rong looked up at the village chief and said, "Otherwise, who can prove that she is really dead?"

Just as Zhou Rong asked this question, his eyes seemed to scan Jiang Cheng's face inadvertently, as if expecting the latter's response.

But he obviously thought too much.

Jiang Cheng squinted his eyes while warming himself by the fire, feeling as comfortable as a lazy cat.

Zhou Rong had no choice but to look away. He originally thought that the village chief's description of Zhao Xiangmei would remind the latter of a person. That person's eyes changed slightly, and the face of the terrifying woman hiding in the dark room of Anping Hotel came to mind.

A hypothesis emerged in Zhou Rong's mind: Could it be that Zhao Xiangmei did not die in reality, but survived through some unknown method, and finally came to Anping Town and hid in the Anping Hotel.

Although it sounds like a fantasy, Zhou Rong, who has experienced five missions, knows that nightmares are an extremely weird place, and even nonsense can happen here.

The only thing that matters is whether you can find enough evidence to support your hypothesis.

Or clues.

"Zhao Xiangmei is really dead," the village chief sighed, "I can guarantee you this, because I was at the scene when the body was thrown, and her body was cold. I touched it and went home to do it one after another. It’s definitely not the temperature of a living person after a nightmare for several days!”

Zhou Rong seemed a little aggressive at the moment, "What about the body?"

"At the bottom of the back mountain pool."

"Didn't the police organize people to fish him out later?" It was Penfolds who spoke this time. He hugged his knees and looked like a child listening to a horror story.

The village chief shook his head slowly and said with a serious look: "You don't know about the deep pool in the back mountain. It's very strange there. The water temperature is extremely low all year round. No matter whether it is a person or anything, as long as it falls into it, it will disappear without a trace. "

He licked his lips and suddenly lowered his voice, "The old people in the village said that the underworld is connected there."

Chen Xiaomeng sneered when she heard this. She didn't know whether it was connected to the underworld, but there was always a problem.

"Tomorrow we are going to have a look at the deep pool in the back mountain," Zhou Rong said, and then he seemed to remember something again, "Is the stone tablet with the curse written on it still there?"

"Still," the village chief nodded.

After saying this, the swarthy man who had never said a word suddenly came over and said to the village chief with an embarrassed look: "Village Chief," and then glanced out the window with his eyes.

Everyone looked out the window and saw that it was completely dark.

The village chief became nervous instantly when he saw this scene. He thought he had concealed it well, but he couldn't escape the eyes of the people in front of him.

"Perhaps the village is not very safe at night," Zhou Rong first looked out the window, then turned back and stared at the village chief with a smile, observing his reaction.

"Masters, please rest early and we won't disturb you." The village chief quickly stood up and winked at the dark man, who immediately began to pack his things.

After the things were almost packed, the two opened the door and left.

Before leaving, the village chief promised to take everyone to the deep pool in the back mountain to take a look tomorrow morning. At the same time, he also warned everyone not to wander around at night and stay in the house.

Everyone knows the reason even if he doesn't say it.

After the two village chiefs left, everyone held a brief meeting. During the meeting, Zhou Rong was very obsessed with the deep pool in the back mountain and thought there would be clues there.

Pei Qian was still relatively conservative. He suggested asking around the village first, and when the time was right, it would not be too late to go to the deep pool in the back mountain.

Later he came up with a very scary, yet somewhat reasonable hypothesis.

"Perhaps coming to the deep pool or seeing the stone tablet with the curse written on it is the condition that triggers the curse." He slowly scanned everyone with his eyes, and his voice was deep and steady, which made people feel very reliable.

"Will this happen?"

Benfu was so frightened that his face turned pale. He was already in a state of vacillation and was immediately ready to fall to Pei Gan's group.

Just as everyone was arguing over whether to go to the deep pool in the back mountain tomorrow or not, Jiang Cheng suddenly raised his right hand in an upright manner.

From the time the first person noticed him to the time everyone stopped arguing and looked at him, it only took 10 seconds.

Zhou Rong looked weird for a moment, but he still asked: "Mr. Yin, do you have anything to say?"

"Actually, it's nothing," Jiang Cheng put down his hand, then looked around and said, "I just think this yard is quite strange. It seems like people come to live there often, but it also seems like it has been abandoned for a long time."

There are many smart people here, and almost instantly, someone realized the meaning of his words.

From the outside, this grand courtyard is really dilapidated. Not to mention the gate, some areas that originally looked like flowers and plants have become overgrown with weeds due to lack of care all year round.

But judging from the environment in the room, this is not the case.

There were remnants of cinders in the stove, and several large bamboo baskets were piled near the corner.

Lift the lid and there is charcoal inside.

The swarthy man came empty-handed, but after a while he brought in a bundle of firewood, indicating that there was a place to store firewood near the yard.

All this shows that there should always be people living here, and Zhang Cheng stood up and opened the door on one side. The room was relatively dark, but you could still see several plain beds on the earthen kang covered with mats. Quilt.

The quilts were folded neatly.

Although it is old and worn, it is still clean and there is no peculiar smell.

Yu Man lowered her head, and the firelight in the furnace flickered her face. "In other words," she said slowly, "the people who live here don't help clean the yard. They just live in the house." It’s just here, and I don’t plan to live here for a long time.”

As soon as these words came out, Pei Qian, Zhou Rong, and Chen Xiaomeng's eyes lit up at the same time.

Isn’t this what they are talking about?

They are here to investigate the case, so naturally they will not stay here for a long time, let alone help with cleaning up the courtyard and taking care of the vegetation. All they need is a place to rest.

Zhou Rong looked at everyone and lowered his voice: "Do you still remember what the hotel owner said?"

"Those missing exorcists?" Jiang Zhongyi's eyes widened. He was a believer and was more accustomed to using devils to describe those inexplicable and terrifying existences.

Now everyone's eyes became frightened.

According to their reasoning, those talented people and strangers hired by the village with huge sums of money should have lived here before, and then they mysteriously disappeared.

Never appeared again.