Nightmare Attack

After a short rest, the two stood up and left. Jiang Cheng found no trace of the Toyo people following them nearby. It was unclear whether they had relaxed their vigilance or shifted more attention to other teammates.

To be on the safe side, they called two more rickshaws and drove around in a long circle. Finally, they entered the teahouse and listened to a dull local song. Jiang Cheng shook his head for a while and commented to the fat man that there were stickers on both sides of the teahouse door. The couplets written by the author are exquisite, "The fragrance of tea is the quality of clouds and mist in the mountains, the sweetness of water is the soul of springs, frost and snow."

The fat man knew that the doctor was just talking nonsense, but he was actually looking around to see if anyone was staring at them. Later, the two of them took advantage of the situation and walked along the alley at the back door of the teahouse to Bao Mo Zhai.

There was no politeness in the familiarity of the car, and the two of them entered in a flash. To their surprise, the old gentleman whom they had met before was standing in front of the table with his eyes narrowed and a smile on his face, as if he had expected you to come.

"Boy, please come upstairs. My shopkeeper has been waiting for you for a long time." After the old gentleman finished speaking, he bowed respectfully to the two of them.

He wasn't sure what the old gentleman was doing, but he was a senior after all. Jiang Cheng returned the greeting politely, and the fat man also responded in a decent manner, and the two of them immediately went upstairs.

Upstairs is an antique room. As soon as the door is opened, there is a smell of incense. The shopkeeper whom I met before has changed his clothes and is sitting at the table.

Jiang Cheng was not polite, he just took it easy as he came, and sat down carelessly, "Shopkeeper, it seems you figured we would come back, you recognized the painting.

"You still sent people to follow us!" Fatty was very worried about this.

The man was neither anxious nor annoyed, and first poured a cup of tea for each of them using a very elegant teapot, and then looked at Jiang Cheng with a sense of scrutiny in his eyes, "I heard that you have news about the Ghost Horse Picture, right? "

As soon as these words came out, the fat man raised his brows fiercely, but Jiang Cheng seemed to understand something and nodded, "That's right. The shopkeeper's information is very well-informed."

"Now that it's all said and done, I won't hide it. I have a few friends who are very interested in the Ghost Horse Picture and the whereabouts of Song Keli. If you are willing to help them, these are all yours." The man. He spoke sincerely, and at the same time reached out and opened the wooden box on the table. Inside were bundles of cylinders wrapped in paper.

Tear open a piece and reveal a bright silver dollar.

Glancing at the silver dollar, Jiang Cheng looked away and looked at the man, "Why do you believe us?" Jiang Cheng was more concerned about this point.

"I sent people to follow you and found that the Japanese are also monitoring you, so you are not like their lackeys. Also, my intuition, I believe in your character." The man said solemnly.

"Shopkeeper, you are still too adventurous. Once we are pretending, you will be in danger. Jiang Cheng reminded without hesitation, "But I am very happy that you are a conscientious person. "

The man was silent for a while, with a hint of helplessness on his face, "Little brother, you are right, but I can't do anything about it. The situation is urgent. I have received definite news. Now this ghost horse picture has fallen into the hands of the Japanese people." , they will soon ship it and send it back to the island country together with other items.”

"Once they succeed, we will really have no face to see Mr. Kegong."

Some emotions that are revealed naturally are difficult to fake. Jiang Cheng saw this in men.

"We don't know the whereabouts of Ghost Juntu yet, but I know where Song Keli is, and one thing I can assure you is that he won't live long." Jiang Cheng's voice was convincing.

"I will try my best to find the whereabouts of the Ghost Horse Picture during this period, but I came here today to find out the background of this picture. I heard some rumors that it seems that this picture is a little weird." Jiang Cheng carefully considered his words.

Mentioning this painting, the man's face gradually became serious, "I have never seen this painting with my own eyes, but there are a lot of rumors about this painting. They say it is an evil ghost painting that can connect yin and yang." Two realms.”

"It is said that the horse on the painting is not an ordinary horse, but a ghost horse from the underworld. The ghost horse has a huge body, ears and one eye. It is responsible for pulling the prison cart and guiding the newly deceased souls from the human world to the underworld."

"According to legend, this painting has a strange spirituality. If the soul of the deceased near the painting has great grievances and cannot be eliminated, the resentment will activate the painting, and the ghost horse will come to reality from the painting."

"After dark night falls, it will lead these innocent souls through the gate of the underworld, return to the human world, find their murderers, and bring them back to the underworld for trial."

"What's even more sinister is that as long as the ghost horse appears, someone will definitely die, otherwise it will keep looking for it with its innocent souls, and it will not stop." The man's voice became unnatural, and he seemed to think that this statement was too gloomy. .

After hearing this, the fat man's mind instantly recalled Ding Zhenzong's words. He said that he saw dead Japanese people behind the strange horse, and those people with iron chains on their feet could be Mr. Kegong and the others.

Mr. Kegong and the others were so sad and angry that they turned into ghosts under the guidance of Guijun and came to seek revenge on Song Keli. They didn't find Song Keli, so they took away the Dongyang people. All this makes sense.

As for He Ping's death, it was a complete misunderstanding. After all, Mr. Kegong could not distinguish their relationship with the Japanese people, let alone understand their mission.

"This picture of a ghost horse has also been mentioned in history books, but they were all in some unpopular unofficial biographies. At first we just thought it was a legend, but who knew that this picture really appeared in the world not long ago, and it is said that According to scholars who have come into contact with this picture, the exact age of the picture cannot be determined. In short, it is a very precious antiquities,” the man added.

"Where is this scholar? Can you recommend him to us?" Jiang Cheng asked.

The man pursed his lips and shook his head in pain, "This scholar is also a friend of Mr. Kegong, and he suffered along with Mr. Kegong."

Although the man's position had been basically confirmed, Jiang Cheng still did not fully reveal the details to him. Firstly, it was not necessary, and secondly, he did not want to cause complications. After understanding the basic situation, Jiang Cheng stood up and left.

"I'll leave the matter of the Ghost Horse Picture to you two. If there is any new situation, you can come to me at any time. If it's inconvenient, you can also contact me through Kegong's students." The man stood up to see them off, and then seemed to suddenly think of something. , "Also, this box of silver dollars"

"You can keep the silver dollar. We don't need it. It's our duty to contribute to the country." The fat man turned his head and nodded heavily to the man, his eyes firm.

"If everyone thought like these two little brothers, how could such a large country be reduced to the point where it is now being slaughtered by others." The man couldn't help but feel extremely sad as he thought of the tragedies he had witnessed.

Jiang Cheng turned his head and pointed out the window. Through the half-open wooden window, he could see a crowd of people far away, crowding the entire street.

Students gathered together, followed by people from all walks of life wearing various costumes. Even at such a distance, bursts of shouts could be heard, like a heavy rain, washing away the ignorance and ignorance in this land. gray.

"The darkness will eventually pass, and I can already hear the sound of dawn."