Nightmare Attack

The moment he saw the comb clearly, Jiang Cheng's pupils suddenly narrowed.

The comb is relatively thick and old. It looks like it has been used for a long time, and many of the teeth on it have been broken.

But this is not the most important thing. What is important is that he has seen this comb, in the hand of Xiuling in the dilapidated yard in the dream not long ago!

It's Xiuling!

It must be her!

Jiang Cheng turned around and stared at the strange footprints on the incense ashes, and a bold guess came to his mind.

Could it be that their direction was wrong from the beginning?

There are no evil cultivators in this village at all. The real danger is these villagers, they are the ghosts in the mist!

Recalling what I saw in my dream, the entire martial arts village was almost in ruins. Looking at the ruins, collapsed houses, the darkness left by the fire, and the marks of knife cuts, to this extent He didn't think anyone in the village would have a chance to survive under the devastation, which was completely to kill the entire village.

So all the villagers now might be ghosts!

They have entered a ghost village!

However, until there is no conclusive evidence, all this is just speculation. Time is running out, Li Bai's life is at stake, and Jiang Cheng's actions have become much more radical.

He left some people to guard the yard while he took Fatty Shao Tong to visit the village.

However, Tang Qisheng also insisted on joining. In the end, Jiang Cheng kept Fatty, and Jiang Cheng felt relieved to have Fatty by Li Bai's side.

"You can go at ease and be careful on the road." Yao, Shunyu said.

After opening the courtyard door, it was deserted outside, with white paper money falling on the ground. Jiang Cheng and the three of them walked cautiously towards the center of the village, observing nearby buildings along the way.

It was groggy here no matter day or night, and the sky was very low, bringing a full sense of oppression. Tang Qisheng couldn't help but wrap his coat tightly. This doomsday-like scene made people feel powerless to fight from the bottom of his heart.

The biggest contrast is felt in Jiangcheng. Everything here is different from what I saw last night. Although the nearby houses are dilapidated, they are far less miserable than the ruins of last night.

The only thing that puzzled Jiang Cheng and others was that many of the buildings here were covered with pieces of cloth. The color of the cloth pieces was close to the color of the walls, and they couldn't be seen from a distance.

And the areas are large and small, and the shapes are also all kinds of strange.

While there was no one around, Shao Tong walked over and pulled apart a piece of cloth with his hands. Behind the cloth was a thick crack. The crack was so exaggerated that it almost divided the entire wall into two.

After tearing apart another piece, a large dark hole appeared in the back. Through the hole, you could see directly into the yard.

The three of them couldn't help but feel horrified. A house like this was not just inhabited by humans, it was almost inhabited by ghosts.

Jiang Cheng suddenly felt that these pieces of cloth were like big patches, sewing the broken walls back together in an incredible way, barely maintaining the superficial life of the martial arts village.

And this ability is obviously not possessed by ordinary villagers, it should be that guy, the terrifying shadow dozens of meters high in the fog!

As the cloth was uncovered more and more, the three of them had a deeper understanding of the tragedy that wiped out the village. Jiang Cheng stared at the remaining knife marks on the wooden door and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Tang Qisheng looked at the knife mark and stroked the mark left by the knife edge with his hand. They had found many similar marks. He slowly frowned and pointed at the knife mark with his hand. "It's strange. Look, these knives are cutting. The method is very professional, and the blade is almost half a finger deep into the wood. These people have received very professional training.”

"Also, all the traces of sharp weapons left here are long and narrow blades, indicating that all the opponents were armed with knives. Ordinary bandits are not so generous."

It's not like they haven't seen bandits in this era. It would be nice to have an ax handy.

Shao Tong walked over from the other direction, raised his hand and threw a small object to Jiang Cheng, "These people who participated in the destruction of the village are not simple bandits, they are organized officers and soldiers."

Jiang Cheng spread his hand and saw an arrow lying quietly in his palm.

The arrow remains brand new for a long time, with a faint light flowing on it, and the craftsmanship is excellent.

Shao Tong turned his head and raised his chin in the direction he came from, "There are many more dug out from the pillars outside the courtyard over there."

If the matter of sabers can still be explained, then the large number of arrows is a definite fact. In ancient times, concealing arrows privately was a serious crime, and bows and arrows, especially useful arrows, were scarce. Such a remote fishing village was not suitable at all. It should be.

Connecting all this, Jiang Cheng had a vague guess in his heart. A group of elite officers and soldiers attacked the fishing village at night. After killing all the people in the village, they set a fire in an attempt to pretend that the village was destroyed by mountains. Thieves attacked and destroyed the corpses.

Such a remote fishing village is definitely not rich, and it is unlikely that it is for money. The possibility of a vendetta is greater, or this team of officers and soldiers has other missions, for example, there is some unknown secret in this village.

And those who can mobilize officers and soldiers to massacre villages are obviously no ordinary people. Near the huge Luo'an City, the first person Jiang Cheng thought of who could do this was Zhennan Hou.

Suddenly, Jiang Cheng heard a slight noise, as if the silent village came to life again, and the sound of kicking footsteps could be heard in the distance.

"Someone is coming, let's go!"

Jiang Cheng and the other three people pasted the pieces of cloth back together as quickly as possible. They ran all the way and finally returned to the yard before the footsteps caught up with them. Jiang Cheng turned around and closed the door.

After a brief exchange of words with Fatty and others, the courtyard door was knocked and the villagers came again.

With the same face, the old woman who was helped into the door walked straight up to Li Bai and took her hand to greet her.

"After another night, you must be hungry. Don't worry, the food will be delivered shortly. You want to eat, you must eat." The old woman's face was full of wrinkles, but when she said this sentence, her face was full of wrinkles. sincere.

"Isn't that right? You must eat it. The food is delicious."

A villager echoed with a strange smile. He licked his lips as he spoke, and his mouth kept moving, making a "chi--, chi--" sound.

When he heard this sound, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but shudder, he thought about it!

Fake grandpa!

The fake grandpa also moved his mouth last night and made the same sound!

It turned out that he was referring to eating, those white rice.

The problem lies in the rice. Anyone who eats the rice will be cursed and end up like the fake grandpa.

As soon as I thought of this, the villagers had already started to set the table, and everyone raised their heads with a heartfelt smile on their faces.

"The food is here!"

"dinner time!"

The villagers smiled at each other, as if they were sharing a joyous event. Everyone stepped aside and looked at the courtyard gate with pious expressions, leaving a straight path leading to the courtyard gate.

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