Nightmare Attack

"Maybe... maybe it's a few of our lives. The fat man stared at the green grass in the hidden ghost road and said something dryly that he didn't even believe.

Unexpectedly, Tang Qisheng nodded in a serious manner, "Brother Wang, your life is indeed very good. A rainbow appears between your eyebrows, misfortunes turn into good fortunes, and misfortunes turn into auspiciousness, but these two..."

Tang Qisheng looked at Jiang Cheng and Yao, Shun and Yu. There was no need to say the second half of the sentence, everyone understood it.

After being stunned for a moment, the fat man felt that these words sounded familiar, as if someone had said it to him not long ago. After realizing it, his eyes widened slightly, "Do you know Luo Tianhe?"

"Mr. Luo, the physiognomist?" Tang Qisheng raised an eyebrow, "We have been friends for many years. Mr. Luo is very clever. I will ask him for advice on some things that I can't see clearly. Why, Mr. Luo also met Brother Wang?"

Worried that the fat man would spill the beans, Jiang Cheng took over the words naturally, "I'm not familiar with him, but I know him well. Mr. Luo is one of the best in Feng Shui."

Hearing this, Zhu Jie slowly shook his head, "Mr. Luo is good at facial recognition, which are some methods of identifying people. It is said that Cheng Mu is the best at Feng Shui, but it is said that this person has a gloomy mind and is not easy to understand. Make friends, we haven’t seen him yet.”

At this point Zhu Jie paused for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: "I'm talking nonsense, it's best...it's best never to see him.

The fat man let out a long sigh in his heart, thinking that you can get your wish, because these two guys are already dead. In retrospect, it took a lot of effort to deal with these two guys, and many lives were involved. That is to say, the doctor is better than The two of them tied together are insidious, otherwise it's hard to say who will win.

"Master~"

"Gao ~ Gao Ren ~"

There were several very soft voices coming from behind, the voices were full of fear, and there was also a hint of probing. Everyone immediately turned around, and there was a person standing behind a pillar wrapped in an ivy.

The man was slightly chubby. Although he had a smile on his face, his smile was very forced. What was more, he was afraid, "Master, why are you not in the room and why are you here?"

"Who are you? Why are you so sneaky and walking silently?" Zhang Qisheng frowned when he saw the mark of the Hou family on the fat man's clothes.

"That's right, Mr. Marquis... Mr. Marquis sent me to ask why the masters didn't go to see him last night, and whether they were hindered by anything, and... and..."

"What else?" Li Bai asked.

"And...and the steward on duty asked me to ask if the masters know where Quanfu has gone. After being sent to inform the masters last night, he did not go back."*°• .˜˜.•°*”˜”

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Cheng immediately turned to look at the threshold in front of the Hidden Ghost Road. Zhang Qizheng reacted upon seeing this, "The person from last night also crossed the threshold?"

"Yes, not only did he come in, he also tripped on the threshold."

Jiang Cheng recalled the scene that happened last night and confirmed that Quan Fu had thrown himself down on the ghost-hiding road, and that he was missing now. Thinking of Tang Qisheng's words, it was probably more serious than that.

After the slightly fat man noticed the displeasure on everyone's faces, the uneasiness in his heart was infinitely amplified. There have always been rumors of haunting this haunted house. It was fine during the day, but once it fell at night, he could feel it through a door. There was an evil atmosphere in the house, and some of the maids who were menstruating even said they could hear women crying.

Swallowing, the man nodded and bowed with a smile on his face and said: "Quanfu's matter is a trivial matter. Just let the stewards find it themselves. Now... now the Marquis is still waiting. Master, you see..." "

"Lead the way."

The matter of the Marquis cannot be delayed, and more importantly, Jiang Cheng also wants to see the Marquis of Zhennan with his own eyes.

The roads in the Hou Mansion extend in all directions, and they look similar from front to back. If someone is not there to guide you, you will easily get lost. Gradually, everyone was surprised to find that there are many layouts in the Hou Mansion that are similar to hidden ghost roads and tailless alleys. There are some It was clear that there was a dead end in front of the road, but the construction was unusually neat. Some even dug a hole in the wall. In the hole was a clay statue. The clay statue was clad in gold and silver. It looked rich, but it had no face.

Although I have heard about Zhennan Hou's strangeness from several people, but when I saw it with my own eyes, I still couldn't help but sigh in my heart, this is not the appearance and momentum of a warrior on the battlefield.

In a plainly decorated front hall, behind a veil, the person sitting in the first place is Zhennan Hou. He wears half a mask on his face, only covering the right side of his face. The exposed left cheek has high cheekbones and a pale face. There was no color in him, and his figure was even thinner. He could hardly even hold up his clothes.

If it weren't for the support of the chair back, Jiang Cheng suspected that the so-called Zhennan Hou would even turn into a withered skeleton and smash to the ground.

"I have met the Marquis." The people in Jiangcheng were neither humble nor overbearing. It was the Marquis of Zhennan who asked them to do something, not them who asked the Marquis of Zhennan. Besides, no one knew what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.

"Cough...cough cough..."

Raising his hand and covering his mouth with a white handkerchief, this simple action seemed extremely difficult for Zhennan Hou. He was like a dying old man who was about to reach the end of his life. But such a person, The first words he spoke shocked Jiang Cheng and others.

"You...you guys...you've all seen those tombstones in the backyard." Zhennan Hou put down his handkerchief. There was a dazzling bright red on it.

Jiang Cheng raised his hands and replied calmly: "Replying to the Marquis, I have already met. I think the Marquis had this deep meaning in placing us in that house."

The fat man clenched his hands tightly and sweated fiercely for Jiang Cheng. He had seen the things in the backyard and naturally knew how many doors there were, including the former general and his wife who had cursed him to death. No matter which one of these things was spread, He, the Marquis of Zhennan, was in trouble, and he might even be killed.

Unexpectedly, after hearing Jiang Cheng’s answer, the Marquis of Zhennan simply nodded, “You are quite perceptive, unlike those charlatan sorcerers we found before. You have some methods... ahem... but they all like to hide things. I don’t dare to say it after seeing it through, I...I don’t like it.”

"Since you have been to more than a hundred barren tombs and escaped unscathed, you must have real skills. If you have any questions, please ask."

The more magnanimous the Marquis of Zhennan was, the more cautious Jiang Cheng and others became. Seeing no reaction from everyone, Jiang Cheng was the first to speak: "May I ask, Lord Marquis, how could you kill all the former traitor General Guo and a group of traitors in Chun?" On the divine lake?”

"It's not a kill, it's a drowning. I don't have the ability to defeat him head-on. Not only me, but no one in the entire dynasty can stop his edge."

"And it wasn't me who defeated them, but my wife."