Nightmare Attack

"This time is the last time. As long as you complete the mission, you will be free. You can go wherever you want." Lu Qin looked at him and said seriously.

Shaotong showed a longing expression for a while, and then finally let out a breath, "My ability to copy that woman is already at my limit. I can't maintain it for long. I can spy on a person's memory and modify it... It's really a good ability, but You are so greedy, you actually want me to inherit Jiang Cheng’s body.”

"Since that person said it is possible, then it must be possible. There is no need to doubt this. Jiangcheng is the source of all evil. We will destroy his spirit, and then you will take advantage of it and inherit his body. All of this is within the plan. ." Lu Qin tried his best to comfort Shao Tong. His mental state was not stable, and he was the top priority of this plan.

"Let me ask a question. After the plan was successful, I read most of Jiang Cheng's memories and inherited his body. So... am I still me? Or... have I become Jiang Cheng?" Shaotong leaned forward, Rao Looking at Lu Qin with interest, he seemed to be very interested in this point.

Lu Qin frowned, "Why, is this important?"

"Of course, if I were still me, then the agreement between us might still be valid. If you think that I was no longer me at that time, but that guy named Jiang Cheng..." Shaotong paused, and the corners of his mouth raised. "Is the agreement between us still valid? You also said that Jiangcheng is the source of all evil. Will you let me go at that time?"

The words were convoluted, but not difficult to understand. Lu Qin immediately nodded with a serious expression, "The promise is naturally valid. I made the promise on behalf of the night watchman. As that person, it is impossible for him to break his promise.

Shaotong patted his face, as if he was relaxed, "Now that I'm relieved, I will clear out everyone in the mission as agreed between us, and I will penetrate Jiangcheng's memory bit by bit. Until it completely replaces him."

Hearing what Shaotong said, Lu Qin's tense expression finally relaxed, and he said slowly: "We can definitely achieve this by cooperating with each other, but there is one thing you have to pay attention to. Jiang Cheng is different from the others. He is here The memory has been penetrated many times before, and it will be repeated every once in a while. It was done by the woman whose ability you copied, so Jiang Cheng has already developed a certain resistance to this ability. You have to pay special attention to it. He is very vigilant. Don't let him find out."

"This is nature, we are grasshoppers on a rope."

After saying this, Shaotong grabbed his phone again and looked at the time on it. The night was getting deeper and deeper, and according to the plan, at the third watch tonight, Wang Fugui would put on the wrong pair of shoes and walk on the Yin Bridge.

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Stopping the bleeding, applying medicine, wiping the grave soil... Everyone in the room was busy nervously. Zhang Qizheng couldn't help but look at the fat man with admiration. Even though he suffered such pain, the fat man endured the veins on his forehead and sweated, but he still gritted his teeth. Without saying a word, he finally comforted Yao, Shun, Yu and others in Jiangcheng.

The cloth on the cushion was dyed red by the blood, the ground was stained with blood, and there was a pungent smell of blood in the nose. In the ghost house, this scene made people instinctively feel uncomfortable.

The time was coming, and the whole Marquis Mansion was quiet. Li Bai brought a paper lantern. Inside the lantern was a candle. The candle exuded orange light. Then Zhu Jie very preciously poured out three sticks of incense from a tube. "These three incense sticks were obtained from the shopkeeper of the paper shop. They were buried in the cemetery for a long time and then dried in the shade. You can then light them and take them with you on the road."

Jiang Cheng seemed to have noticed the trick and asked, "Soul-inducing incense?"

Tang Qisheng nodded, "There is such a saying, but this is all according to the old almanac. People walking on the Yin Bridge cannot remember the time, so the ancients limited the length of the incense and must come back before the incense burns out."

After applying the medicated powder from Li Bai, the severe pain was relieved a lot. The fat man gasped and asked, "What if... what if you don't come back before the incense burns out? What will happen?"

"Then you will be lost on the bridge forever, and become a lonely ghost like those things." Zhang Qisheng lowered his voice and said, he didn't mean to scare the fat man, that's how he heard about it.

But the fat man obviously discovered new information and couldn't help but open his eyes wide. "What do you mean, there are other things... on that bridge?"

Originally, Fatty thought that as long as he brought Gao Yanqing's wronged soul across the bridge, it would be over. The danger mainly came from Gao Yanqing behind him, but now it seems that the danger is far more than that.

"To tell you the truth, we don't know what's on the bridge. After all, we haven't walked across the Yin Bridge. The risk is very high, but it is also a no-win solution. Everything that follows can only depend on you. "Tang Qisheng said sincerely, "I can only remind you to move as fast as possible and go back quickly. You only have three sticks of incense. If all the incense is used up, the way back will be cut off."

"Also, there are likely to be various risks on the road, but you have to remember not to get entangled with those things. The most important thing is that you must not expose your identity as a living person."

"Remember, you are a dead person. From the moment you board that bridge, you are a dead person!"

The fat man took a deep breath and nodded firmly, "I know!"

Everyone stood behind the paper bridge and looked at the fat man. After the fat man said goodbye to everyone, he held a paper lantern in one hand and a stick of incense in the other. He carefully put away the other two sticks. These were his. All capital.

"Are you ready?" Li Bai asked.

The fat man nodded, his tense face full of determination, "Ready."

Li Bai and Zhu Jie moved almost at the same time. Li Bai placed the copper basin filled with water under the paper bridge. The basin was equivalent to the Nai River, and the paper bridge spanned it. Zhu Jie used candlelight to light the paper ingots and incense candles as tributes. The time room was enveloped in a strange atmosphere.

Although they couldn't see it, everyone was keenly aware of the sudden drop in temperature nearby, as if something quietly appeared, or the door to another world opened.

"Walk on the Yin Bridge -" Tang Qisheng shouted at the top of his voice, "The dead go on the road, the living turn back!"

This voice carried far away in the silent night, and the sound was empty.

After the sound, the fat man raised his bare feet and stepped on the first step of the paper bridge. With the sound of "squeaking", a shocking scene appeared. This aircraft looked very The fragile paper bridge actually supported the fat man's weight with difficulty. Also in the eyes of everyone, the fat man stepped onto the paper bridge step by step, and then disappeared into the darkness at the other end of the paper bridge.

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