Nightmare Attack

"Ghost?" The eldest young master couldn't help but tremble in his voice. After a moment, he asked in a confirming tone: "How could it be a ghost? I clearly heard it was Abin's voice. Master Yao... do you have any evidence?"

As soon as these words came out, Yao and Shunyu felt reassured. It seemed that the key to surviving tonight was this young master. As long as he could be persuaded to believe that Abin outside was a ghost, the crisis would be resolved.

Without any further hesitation, Yao Shunyu quickly explained his findings to the eldest young master. Upon hearing this, the eldest young master's body began to tremble, "So... the Abin outside is really not a human being, but... a ghost?"

"That's definitely the case." Yao Shunyu nodded.

At this moment, the situation became more and more critical. "Abin" had stretched out his entire arm and kept beating the door panel. His head was also struggling to squeeze towards the crack of the door, and his face had become distorted due to excessive squeezing.

"Get out, get out! Even if you become a ghost, you little slave, I won't be afraid of you!" The eldest young master roared at the top of his lungs at the door.

Although the eldest young master's roar was just a bluff in Yao and Shunyu's eyes, the effect was obvious. "Abin", who had been fierce just now, immediately did not dare to move when he heard the eldest young master's voice, and then withdrew his arm like something As if nothing had happened, he turned around and left.

"Young Master, your words worked, and the ghost left." Yao Shunyu looked at the squeezed and deformed door, and couldn't help but feel a sense of fear in his heart.

"Cough...cough cough..."

The roar just now seemed to have drained the last of the young master's strength. At this moment, he was extremely weak. He fell on the bed and coughed violently, as if he wanted to cough out his lungs.

After all, I still have to count on the eldest young master tonight. Yao and Shunyu leaned over and asked with concern: "Young Master, how is your health?"

"Cough...cough cough...water, bring me a glass of water." The eldest young master spoke clearly, and you could feel the pain and helplessness of the eldest young master at this moment through the curtains.

"Okay, wait a moment."

Yao Shunyu walked back to the table, poured a glass of water, and brought it to the eldest young master. Before opening the curtain, Yao Shunyu hesitated. Although he could not see that there was anything wrong with the eldest young master for the time being, who could say for sure.

In the eyes of Yao and Shun Yu, this curtain was just another door, but this door separated him and the eldest young master. Taking the initiative to lift the curtain meant that he took the initiative to open the door.

If the eldest young master also has a problem, the consequences will be disastrous.

They had been here a few hours ago. It would not be an exaggeration to say that the eldest young master's life was hanging by a thread at that time. Yuan Shanyuan also bluntly said that his medical skills could only be regarded as dredging the blood and had no possibility of cure. But now the eldest young master not only Yao, Shun, and Yu didn't believe it when he woke up from a coma and could still communicate with people. He said that there was no problem.

"Yao...Master Yao, I would like to trouble you to lift the curtain. My body..." The eldest young master's voice was broken.

Yao Shunyu, who was holding the tea, was unmoved. He just bowed slightly and handed the teacup to the curtain, "Young Master, Mr. Yuan gave instructions when you came here, saying that you should move your body as much as possible. This will help." Blood flow."

After a few seconds, the figure struggled to get up, and then a pale hand poked out from the curtain and took the tea cup tremblingly. The young master drank the tea in one gulp, and then handed over the empty cup, "Thank you...Thank you, Master Yao." ”

As if soaked with tea, the young master's voice became much smoother.

The process went so smoothly that Yao, Shun and Yu couldn't help but wonder. Could it be that he was overthinking it? There was nothing wrong with the eldest young master. The crisis tonight came from outside the door.

Yao and Shunyu held the empty tea cup and walked towards the table while thinking, but the next second, he was stopped, "Master Yao!"

Yao Shunyu, who was thinking, subconsciously turned his head and looked at the figure behind the curtain. To Yao Shunyu's surprise, the figure was lying quietly on the bed, motionless.

Frowning his eyebrows, Yao Shunyu asked tentatively: "Young Master, did you just call me?"

There was no answer on the bed. The eldest young master lay quietly, as if he had fallen asleep after being too tired.

This made Yao, Shun, and Yu begin to wonder if the scream just now was an auditory hallucination caused by being too nervous.

After returning to the table and sitting down, Yao Shunyu was still thinking about this strange thing. He refilled his tea cup by cup. Gradually, he finally realized that something was wrong.

He felt cold, and it was cold for no reason.

The tea he drank was all hot tea, but cups of hot tea couldn't dispel the inexplicable chill, and... he had an indescribable feeling that the source of the chill didn't seem to come from the external environment, but from him. On oneself.

Recalling that not long ago, the eldest young master was huddled in the quilt, his whole body was trembling, and he kept complaining about being cold in a coma. Yao Shunyu couldn't help but wonder if there was something wrong with the Yang Fire in his body?

Continuing to think along this line of thinking, Yao, Shunyu and Yu confirmed the problem to the previous cry.

The old man said that if you hear someone calling your name from behind when you are walking at night, do not turn around rashly, otherwise the sun fire on your shoulders will be easily blown out and ghosts will come to sit on your shoulders.

But he turned around the moment his name was called, which also caused the sun fire on his shoulders to be extinguished.

Yao and Shunyu were also people who could afford to take things and let them go. He knew that it was useless to regret at this moment, and he did not expect that such a thing would happen.

Judging from his current physical condition, it seems that only one Yang Fire was extinguished. As long as he can keep the other two Yang Fires in the remaining time, he can survive.

Thinking of this, Yao Shunyu subconsciously looked at the bed. The next second, his heart was violently plucked. The young master who was lying quietly on the bed unexpectedly sat up at some point.

"Water...Give me water..."

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The fat man looked at the two corpses in the front hall, his heart beating fast. Master Wu's corpse was covered with white cloth, tightly wrapped from head to toe, and stood there like a white tombstone.

Wang Bao's body was lying on the ground, with a red hijab covering his face. When he got closer, the fat man found dense stitches where the hijab connected with his face.

It is unimaginable that this hijab was sewn on Wang Bao's face stitch by stitch.

"Mr. Luo is worthy of being a master of physiognomy, and his methods are profound. My eyes have been opened today." Yuan Shanyuan looked at Luo Tianhe and said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

Not to be outdone, Luo Tianhe, who was wearing a high hat, turned to Yuan Shanyuan and clasped his fists, "I don't dare to take it seriously. If it weren't for Mr. Yuan and the help of this Miss Bai Yu, I would never be able to do it alone."

When mentioning the word Baiyu, Luo Tianhe emphasized his tone, as if he was deliberately mentioning something.

Staring at the two corpses, Lin Qianqian still seemed to be concerned, and confirmed: "Mr. Luo, Mr. Yuan, these two corpses...are they really okay?"

"That corpse with its tiptoes and smiling face was sewn to death by Mr. Yuan, and its hamstrings were severed by Miss Bai Yu. It no longer poses a threat to us. As for Master Wu's corpse..." Luo Tianhe paused, "I All we can do is temporarily restrain him."