Nightmare Attack

You Qi looked up and down Jiang Cheng for a while, and his expression gradually became strange. He never noticed that Jiang Cheng's clothes were expensive.

There are threads exposed on some edges, and the workmanship is also very problematic.

"Do I need to change into the clothes of a member of the family?" Zuo Jing, who had been observing before, said, her voice was magnetic and recognizable.

Judging from the information obtained so far, Mr. Huang is probably suffering from a disease such as hysteria. Most patients like this are afraid of strangers. It would make sense if he changed into the clothes of someone in the house and approached him in order not to alarm him. .

"That's right," Housekeeper Zhou's mustache trembled slightly, "I'll ask her to take you there as soon as I have something else to do." He motioned to the middle-aged woman standing behind him.

After saying that, Butler Zhou left surrounded by the fierce man and the young woman.

"Doctors, please follow me." The middle-aged woman's voice sounded again.

After passing a few more courtyards, everyone had a new understanding of the vast space of Huang Mansion.

Here, one courtyard is next to another, and the two adjacent courtyards are connected to each other by half-moon arches. Together with the hollow structures that can be seen everywhere, it looks full of space and does not feel oppressive at all.

There are also some unnamed strange beasts carved in some places that are almost unnoticeable. It seems that they have the meaning of guarding the house and warding off evil spirits.

And there are more and more such carvings as they go.

"Let me tell you." The teacher Liao Zhi, who was looking around, rolled his throat a few times, and said in a low voice: "Isn't this young master already dead, and then turned into a ghost, so he can only come out at night and during the day?"

At this point, he suddenly shut up.

In fact, it was not just him, many people had thought about this issue, but thinking about it and speaking it out were two different things, and the atmosphere in the team immediately became subtle.

If this is the case, then they are now tantamount to throwing themselves into a trap.

Hearing this, Tang Shirou, the timidest one, was so frightened that she could hardly stand still. After all, she was the only one who saw the young master's "real body" with her own eyes.

Fortunately, An Xuan came over in time to support her and didn't mind the latter leaning on him.

"Don't be afraid, Miss Tang," An Xuan said softly, "I'm here."

"Thank you, Mr. An."

"Just follow me closely." An Xuan smiled and nodded.

But there are some risks in nightmares that must be taken, such as this time. If they don't go, they won't be able to see the young master, and thus they won't be able to solve the mystery.

And it's better to go proactively during the day than to find the young master at night.

After making a choice between the two, everyone decided to put on their clothes and go visit the young master.

"arrive."

After pushing open a dilapidated wooden door, a three-story small building with a very unique layout appeared in front of everyone. The doors and windows of the small building were closed, and there was no sound.

The walls and pillars are painted with paintings of beauties singing operas, with slender hands and graceful postures.

But combined with what happened last night, everyone just felt a chill in their hearts.

"Young Master lives here?" Master Liao Zhi asked in an unnatural voice.

"yes."

"Don't we have to change clothes first?" The fat man blinked, "Why did you come directly to the young master?"

The middle-aged woman didn't answer when she heard this. She just stepped forward and pushed open the door on the first floor of the small building. After a "creak", the door opened.

The sunlight pouring in gave this building that had not been properly ventilated for an unknown period of time a warm atmosphere.

The middle-aged woman turned around, stared at everyone in an unchanging tone and said, "Please change your clothes."

The moment she gave way, something suddenly flashed in everyone's eyes, and then even their breathing became rapid.

The room behind the woman is filled with costumes of various colors.

White, green, blue, azure, but the most eye-catching thing is the big red costume hanging neatly in the middle.

The costume was dazzlingly red, like a sea of ​​blood splashing in the face.

The moment she saw the bright red costume, Tang Shirou, who was already excited, was stunned. Then, there was a "buzz" in her mind, her vision went dark, and she fainted.

It seems that the "thing" Tang Shirou saw last night was probably wearing this bright red costume.

"Do we still need to change clothes?" Fatty asked bravely.

But before he finished speaking, several figures immediately walked into the room. They didn't shy away from other people. They just took off their clothes and started to put on costumes.

After a while, Fatty suddenly understood that although there were many costumes inside, most of them were only semi-finished products, and only the innermost ones were wearable.

And he counted, exactly 9 pieces!

But there are 10 of them!

An Xuan reacted the fastest. He threw away the unconscious Tang Shirou, rushed in, and immediately grabbed a blue costume in his hand, as if he was worried that someone would snatch it from him.

Just when the fat man was worried that he wouldn't be able to grab it, and was about to run over to grab the clothes, someone suddenly pulled him from behind. He looked back subconsciously, only to find that it was a doctor.

The doctor seemed to be there and was not in a hurry at all.

And in the direction he was squinting at, Xia Meng had put on a blue costume. Her fair complexion paired with this costume made her look even more handsome.

"Doctor," the fat man asked in a low voice but anxiously, "Why don't we grab some clothes?"

"What's the rush?" Jiang Cheng said calmly: "Don't you still have her?"

Looking in the direction indicated by Jiang Cheng, Tang Shirou was lying on the ground at the moment, half of her face was covered by her hair, and the other half of her face was exposed with her eyes closed, seemingly in great pain.

After swallowing, he understood what the doctor meant. As long as Tang Shirou didn't wake up, the costume would be enough.

And I'm afraid that when she wakes up, she will face a dilemma. Either she has no costume to wear, or she can only wear the bright red costume that hangs in the middle and no one dares to care about it.

It's the one the "young master" wore last night.

Staring at this young woman, the fat man sighed lightly.

"Pity her?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"A little bit," Fatty didn't hide it, "but my pity is useless. Maybe it's because I've been deceived too much before. I've always wondered if she was faking it, but look at it now."

"In short, it doesn't matter whether she is pretending or not," Fatty suddenly became a little calm, "If she is not pretending, she is dead. If she is pretending, she must have mastered the means and bargaining chips that we don't know yet. There is a high probability that She came for the massacre team, so no matter what, she is definitely not a friendly force to us."

"Those who are not friendly forces in the mission must be treated as enemies," Fatty stared at Tang Shirou and said coldly, "Once you have doubts, don't give them a chance to draw your gun."

"You taught me," the fat man looked up and said, "Doctor."