Nightmare Attack

Zhu Jie couldn't wait, but he didn't want to be too obvious, "This hydrangea won't be able to say anything anymore, I mean it's dangerous."

Tang Qisheng on the side shook his head, "Probably not. After all, it's already dawn and the mission should be over."

But to be on the safe side, Jiang Cheng waited until the sun really emerged from the horizon before he took a serious look at the hydrangea. The hydrangea was sewn with fine brocade, and the stitching on it was meticulous. You could tell that the person who made it was very attentive.

There was nothing strange from the outside, but as he touched it inch by inch, Jiang Cheng suddenly paused. The touch from his fingertips told him that there was something inside the hydrangea, which was a little hard and felt like a wooden sign.

"Is there something in there?"

The mature and prudent Zhang Qizheng also became nervous. The clues they collected since coming to this world were too scattered, and most of the clues were related to the tragedy on Spring God Lake many years ago, and this late lady was the key to this tragedy. How could he not be excited?

Jiang Cheng's answer was just a simple nod. Li Bai took out a small knife from his arms. The blade shone with a cold light in the darkness, "Cut it with a knife."

"No." Tang Qisheng stopped him immediately. Perhaps he felt that he was being rude, so he quickly explained: "Miss Li Bai doesn't know that the hydrangea is a good luck thing, and good luck things need to avoid disaster. After the hydrangea is made, it needs to avoid knives and axes." There is a saying that using sharp tools such as scissors is to cut the hydrangea and send the girl to throw it. This means that once the hydrangea is cut, when the marriage is completed, even if the child is born in the future, it will only be a girl." *°•.˜˜.•°*”˜”

The preference for boys over girls has been around for a long time, especially in ancient times. High-ranking families were very particular about it, and the weird customs that evolved from it are even more incredible.

Jiang Cheng has even heard a saying that in the past, some wealthy families in ancient times would find a fortune teller to choose a dark and windy night if their first child was a daughter. , kill the girl, and then bury it under the threshold of the door of the house. This is called scaring evil, and the meaning is to scare away the girl who comes to this house to be reincarnated, so as to ensure that the next child will be a boy.

If this method does not work, if the next baby is a girl, they will be killed and buried under the threshold until a boy is born.

After listening to Tang Qisheng's words, Jiang Cheng nodded slowly, and then motioned for everyone to spread out. Then he followed the gap in the stitches, grabbed one end with one hand, tightened his muscles and slowly exerted force, and the hydrangea was actually torn open.

At the same time, a dark wooden sign fell from the hydrangea. The fat man grabbed it with quick eyes and hands, so that it did not fall to the ground.

Zhu Jie and Tang Qisheng had a panoramic view of this scene. They couldn't help but take a higher look at Wang Fugui. They saw what had happened just now. The dark wooden sign was not that big. It was very inconspicuous in today's environment. They didn't even fully notice it. I noticed that Wang Fugui's reaction was surprisingly fast.

A person who can survive an unjust ghost really has two skills. The most important thing is that he is also good at pretending. He pretends to know nothing and only follows Jiang Cheng's lead.

Zhu Jie and Tang Qizheng looked at each other and secretly communicated in their hearts. They speculated that maybe Jiang Cheng was only the nominal commander of this group of people, but in fact the core of these people was a man named Wang Fugui.

Strangely enough, standing next to Wang Fugui, they had an indescribable feeling, like a sense of security. In short, everyone felt at ease wherever Wang Fugui appeared. They had never felt this way before.

The ability to cause changes in the environment is terrifying.

Jiang Cheng took the wooden sign in his hand and took a closer look. There were many strange patterns engraved on the sign, like some kind of font, but no one could understand it at all.

"What is this?" Fatty blinked and complained, "Why does it look like a ghost drawing?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Cheng moved the wooden sign closer to him. He must have thought of something later, and frowned slightly, "This seems to be a water book."

"What is a water book?" Fatty asked because he didn't understand.

Yao, Shun, and Yu saw this and explained, "Shui Shu is a memorial text. It is the language used by priests to communicate with ghosts and gods at ancient ceremonies. This language can also be used to communicate with ghosts under special circumstances, but it can only communicate some deep grievances." Evil ghosts, these ghosts have their own ways, which ordinary ghosts cannot understand."

The fat man's scalp was numb when he heard it. He only remembered one sentence, this kind of weird words can communicate with evil spirits.

Zhang Qizheng stepped forward, stared at the wooden sign in Jiang Cheng's hand, and finally nodded after a few seconds, as if to confirm, "Yes, it's Shuishu, and it's very authentic. It's really rare that someone can actually write such a thing. , I think this person must be quite good.”

"I have always heard people in the mansion mention the words "Tianshifu" and those exquisitely crafted lightning strike wooden plaques. I think it is possible that such a level of water book was created by them."

Li Bai's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Why, Mr. Zhang knows Shui Shu?"

Seeing the clues in front of us, but no one can understand it, this kind of thing is really torturous. The clues about the late madam must be deciphered.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Zhang shook his head and said in a somewhat regretful tone, "Sorry, I only know a little bit about it, that is, to the extent that I can tell whether it is a genuine Shui Shu. If I want to translate it, I can't do it. Among the people I know, maybe only People like Yu Chengmu have a way, after all, this is what they eat."

Unexpectedly, Yu Chengmu had such ability. Fatty couldn't help but secretly sigh. Fortunately, he followed the doctor, otherwise his ashes would have been scattered by Yu Chengmu and the others.

Suddenly, a steady voice came from behind, "Shui Shu, right? I'm so talented, maybe you can understand it a little bit."

Looking through the sound, I saw Shaotong walking over in a swaggering manner. At this time, he was much more normal than before, at least he didn't sound like a Taoist. After Lu Qin died, the shackles on his body disappeared.

After taking the wooden sign and holding his breath for a moment, Shao Tong exhaled, "That's true."

The fat man was extremely anxious, "What's it like? What did you see?"

"It contains the birth date and name of the late Madam." Shao Tong looked at the crowd, "Her name is Guo Shaoyi."

The moment the name came out of his mouth, Jiang Cheng immediately thought of the general's tomb in the backyard. The tombstone said the tomb of Guo Shaotang, the mighty general of the army.

Judging from the name and the clues we had previously obtained, it is now obvious that this first lady is a family member of General Guo, and is most likely his biological sister.

It was precisely because of this relationship that General Guo neglected to take precautions against Zhennan Hou, which eventually led to his being plotted and the entire army being annihilated on Chunshen Lake.

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