Nightmare Attack

Pei Gan's eyes widened in horror. He suddenly realized that with his strength, he could not break away from Zhou Rong, whose arms were like iron pincers.

He immediately thought of Jiang Cheng who had left with an excuse, and then, an unconcealable fear appeared in his eyes.

"Mr. Zhou Zhou," he said in an almost pleading tone, his body shaking uncontrollably, "How about we go find Mr. Yin together? He should be outside and has found clues."

Zhou Rong was already standing in the corner of the room. It was surprisingly dark. Next to Zhou Rong was a surprisingly large water tank.

The surface of the water tank was extremely rough, and there was a black iron pot upside down on it.

"Don't worry," Zhou Rong said, "It's not too late to go find Mr. Yin after reading the clues I found."

When he spoke, his voice was mixed with the sound of whistling wind, as if there was an old bellows hidden in his lungs, or as if his throat had been cut and leaked.

The iron pot, which looked very heavy, was actually opened by Zhou Rong with one hand. Pei Qian, who was riding a tiger and couldn't get off, bravely looked inside. It was dark inside and should be filled with water-like liquid. From time to time, faint reflections were reflected. of light.

Just as he frowned and the corners of his mouth tightened unconsciously, a series of small bubbles suddenly appeared in the water tank.

Immediately afterwards, a pale human face suddenly emerged from the black water.

The eyes were opened to the maximum, the eye frames were almost split, and the mouth was opened in horror. From the expression, you can tell the fear of this person before death. He should have been drowned or frightened to death.

But these are no longer important to Pei Qian, because this face is Zhou Rong's face.

And Zhou Rong was standing in front of him at the moment.

Just when he couldn't help it and opened his mouth to scream, a cold light flashed in front of his eyes.

The next second, his world began to turn upside down.

At the last moment, what he saw was a twisted figure and a huge knife clutched in the figure's hand.

After leaving the kitchen, Jiang Cheng immediately walked lightly and went directly to the door. He grabbed the door handle with his hand and tried it gently. There was a jamming feeling at the door handle and the door was locked.

He immediately gave up his plan to leave through the door, looked back at the dark stairs, then without hesitation, turned around and walked quickly toward the stairs.

As he carefully chose his footing and climbed upstairs carefully along the wooden stairs, he suddenly heard the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground from the kitchen behind him.

"boom!"

"Gululu"

The object that fell on the ground seemed to be relatively round. After falling on the ground, it rolled twice more and stopped until it hit something.

Jiang Cheng swallowed and immediately sped up his movements.

The windows and doors on the first floor were sealed by some force, and he wanted to try his luck on the second floor.

After all, there is no fatal situation in nightmares. If he can't get out of the second floor, then he plans to set a fire and try to see if he can create a chance to escape.

After all, he had discovered the problem with Zhou Rong.

His posture when moving was very strange, and the strangest thing was the footprints he left behind when he stepped back.

The footprints are only a little bit of the toes.

It was as if he was always walking on tiptoe.

Something is obviously wrong.

The layout of the second floor is completely different from that of the first floor. The entire second floor is a large room without any partitions, and the view is wide and unobstructed.

And due to the lighting, the view is much better than on the first floor.

There is a bright window about 10 meters away from Jiangcheng. You can rush through it with just a run-up.

But Jiang Cheng turned around first and looked around.

Although the second floor is not high, normally there is no danger.

But this is a nightmare. No one knows if something will suddenly appear and push him after he jumps.

Or maybe a broken tree or something suddenly appeared below, and he was strung up like Jiang Zhongyi, and hung on the tree with a miserable death look.

His eyes slowly scanned the surroundings. The layout on the second floor was relatively simple. It seemed that it had been used as a study.

Next to the wall are a wooden screen, an old-fashioned armchair, and a very orthodox table. On the table are a pen stand, an inkstone, a ruler, and tools used for calligraphy and painting.

Several brushes of different thicknesses hang on the exquisitely crafted pen holder.

There was also a dusty rocking chair in the corner.

Several strange-shaped stones were thrown beside the stairs, looking a bit nondescript.

His eyes rarely lingered on these things until he saw a rather large wardrobe.

The shape of the wardrobe is somewhat similar to a modern wardrobe, but the workmanship materials are obviously more solid. This wardrobe can be said to be the most modern thing in this building.

But when used in this way, this wardrobe is very uncomfortable to look at.

Because the surface of the wardrobe is covered with dense scratches.

The scratches may be long or short, but without exception they are all very deep. The moment he saw the scratches, desperate scenes suddenly appeared in Jiang Cheng's mind.

"Crunch——"

Suddenly there was the sound of the door being opened downstairs.

The current environment was far from silent, and the sound of a door being opened downstairs shouldn't have been so clear when it reached Jiang Cheng's ears.

It was all so deliberate, as if it was done on purpose.

There is no doubt that it is a ghost.

The kitchen door was opened.

Then there was a slow but long friction sound, and Jiang Cheng's heartbeat fluctuated. He could even imagine the scene of the ghost's limp and boneless body squirming on the ground.

It seemed that Pei Gan had already cooled down and did not hold the ghost back for long.

"Snapped!"

The ghost had already stepped on the stairs and was heading straight for his position.

There are only two options now.

One is to rush to the window and jump out.

The second is to immediately hide in the closet, hold your breath, say nothing, and leave life and death to fate.

Normal people would choose the first option without any doubt. After all, as long as you jump out of the window, it means leaving the scope of the building, and ghosts should not be chasing you in the scorching sun.

Moreover, the scratched wardrobe makes people feel uncomfortable all over. Something terrible must have happened.

The worst possibility is that there are actually two ghosts in this building, and the other one is hiding in the closet.

The moment someone opens the closet, the fatal easter egg in the mission is triggered.

Time was running out, the ghost's footsteps had already appeared at the corner of the stairs, and at the same time, there was also a sharp friction sound.

It sounded like a sharp knife slowly scraping along the rough plaster wall.

It's that ghost!

She was dragging her broken body, holding the huge knife in her hand, with the blade close to the wall, and slowly walked towards her.

Like an experienced hunter, playing with the cornered prey in a trap.