Nightmare Attack

"Yes, I think so. Tang Qisheng nodded vigorously, "But this is not enough, because if the toe is broken, blood will flow out, which will also expose the identity, so we need to stop the bleeding as soon as possible. "

Li Bai stood up after hearing this and took out a small cloth bag from the bed, "This is the medicine I bought at the pharmacy. There is a hemostatic powder in it, which is very effective."

"But no matter how you stop the bleeding, someone's blood will leak along the wound. It's best to get some grave soil. The grave soil has a strong yin energy, so it is more secure to cover it with a layer of grave soil." Tang Qisheng continued.

Everyone understood what he meant, but it was already dark now. Digging dirt in the backyard mass grave was tantamount to asking for death. But what was surprising was that the fat man actually raised his hand tremblingly. The next second , taking out some dirt from his pocket in front of everyone's surprised eyes, "Is it grave soil? I...I grabbed some when I went to the backyard today."

Then Jiang Cheng also recalled that this was indeed the case. Before leaving, the fat man said that Yao, Shun, and Yu could survive thanks to the grave soil, so he also took some with him.

Tang Qisheng walked quickly to the fat man, took some soil and put it under his nose and smelled it. After a few seconds, his eyes lit up and he nodded with certainty, "Yes, it's grave soil, it can't be wrong!"

Not long after, the paper suit that Li Bai rushed to make was completed. He tried it on the fat man's upper body and found that it fit. Then Zhu Jie took out the rouge and gouache he had prepared and painted on the fat man's face. Soon, a pale face appeared. A human face appeared, with red rouge painted on the two cheeks and a red dot between the eyebrows. Yao and Shunyu took a black melon-skin hat and put it on the fat man's head. From a distance, it looked like someone burned in a grave. The paper man is almost the same, but a little fatter. 6̾̾

Looking at himself in front of the bronze mirror, Fatty felt like he was dying. He was most afraid of ghost things like paper figures, but this time he actually had to dress up like this and walk on the Yin Bridge.

Everything was ready. The fat man looked at the white medicine powder on the table and the black grave soil. He knew that what was supposed to come would eventually come. There was no need for anyone to rush him. He took off his shoes honestly but slowly and lowered his head. Staring at his two temporarily intact feet, Fatty almost cried.

It was not convenient for Zhang Qizheng, Tang Qisheng and others to talk at this time. Everyone looked at Jiang Cheng, and Jiang Cheng looked at Fatty. After a moment, he took a deep breath and said, "Fatty, are you ready?"

"No...no, it's still early. I remember the ceremony won't start until the third night. We still have time." Although he knew that things were inevitable, the fat man suddenly wanted to struggle again.

Jiang Cheng didn't even look at him, and winked at the others. Then seven or eight hands stretched out and pressed the fat man firmly. Yao, Shunyu pulled the fat man's left leg out, and placed his foot on the ground with thick padding underneath. A thick layer of cloth.

The fat man also struggled a few times, but Jiang Cheng knew that if the fat man struggled with all his strength, the people present would really not be able to control him. Then he looked at the fat man's face, and the familiar face was filled with the word "acceptance of fate" , and his legs were shaking non-stop. Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng's hand holding the knife couldn't help but tremble.

After taking a few deep breaths, Jiang Cheng gave up. He handed the knife to Yao Shunyu, who was holding on to his leg, "Here you go."

Yao, Shunyu and Jiang Cheng exchanged positions, raised the knife and gestured several times. Every time the knife was raised to the highest position, the fat man's whole body shook non-stop. Yao, Shunyu and Jiang Cheng couldn't stand it anymore. If he continued like this, he would collapse first. No matter how he comforted himself in his heart, he really couldn't do it to Wang Fugui.

"I...I can't do it, replace me!" Yao Shunyu put the knife directly on the table without consulting anyone. The way his chest rose and fell violently showed how entangled he was in his heart.

"Hurry up, we have to stop the bleeding, apply medicine, and use grave soil to deal with it later. We don't have that much time." Tang Qisheng, who was standing next to the fat man, urged. People who can survive to this day are cruel people. He I don’t understand what these people are dawdling with. They are just cutting off two toes, not beheading them.

But he regretted the words as soon as he said them, because Jiang Cheng directly picked up the knife and handed it to him without giving him a chance to refuse, "Mr. Tang, you are in trouble."

Tang Qisheng took the knife cruelly, "I'll do it, I'll do it, but the ugly words will come first. Brother Fugui, I'm here to help you. Don't bear any grudge against me."

The fat man closed his eyes tightly, stretched his legs straight, and then nodded quickly and almost imperceptibly.

"Okay, then I'm offended." Tang Qisheng raised the knife neatly.

The moment the blade fell, Jiangcheng Yao and Shunyu's body twitched violently.

…

In an inn not far from the Hou Mansion, a guest room had its doors and windows closed, and the light of candlelight danced along the cracks in the door. They were the only guests in the entire inn.

Due to the frequent occurrence of strange things in the city, this inn has long put up a sign of closure, but today the boss does not dare not open the door. After all, the people who come here are not only given more money, but also have the mark of the Hou Mansion on their belongings. He does his job. He was assigned to do business, and even if he lent him ten courages, he would not dare to go against the Hou Mansion.

Lu Qin was sitting at the table, her clenched fingers betraying the nervousness in her heart, while Shaotong, on the other hand, was much more leisurely, sitting cross-legged on the bed and playing with his mobile phone.

There is a very classic game on the phone, Tetris, but if you look closely, you will find that Shaotong plays the game at a speed far faster than ordinary people. His brain seems to be a sophisticated instrument, rapidly analyzing and processing the things falling in front of him. Various graphics and combine them reasonably with the optimal solution.

After another round, Shao Tong threw away his phone and looked at Lu Qin with a smile, "Would you like to come and play with me? It's too boring to play alone."

"Don't bother me, just do your own thing." Lu Qin looked at Shao Tong with a vigilant look in her eyes, as if he was not her teammate, but a wild animal that needed to be looked after.

Shao Tong was not angry either, he tilted his head and saluted Lu Qin, "Yes, my keeper."

Lu Qin seemed to be irritated, and her eyebrows were instantly frowned, "How many times have I told you not to call me a keeper, I am your attending physician, I am helping you with treatment."

"Treat what? Treat the disease in my brain?" Shao Tong's smile became more and more weird, "Stop it, I am sick, but not here, but... here!"

Shao Tong first pointed to his head with his finger, and then slowly moved to his heart. His military coat was now open a seam, and he could see the blue and white hospital gown inside.

"I don't even remember how long I was locked up. They only let me out when they needed me. But at least I'm lucky. All my dear fellow patients were destroyed by you."