Nightmare Attack

Three drums sounded soon, and along with the drums came a burst of babbling singing.

The mist surged on the lake, and a red figure appeared from the lake, as if standing in the clouds.

She has a graceful figure and a slim waist. She wears a phoenix crown on her head and a red cloud on her shoulders.

Several big red lanterns floated on the left and right, reflecting the surrounding lake's red color.

Like a pair of staring red eyes.

The sound of the opera singers was erratic, and with the strange movements of the opera singers, it gave people a gloomy and miserable feeling.

Master Huang is indeed a ghost.

Qin Jian, who was wearing a paper head, couldn't help but tremble in his calves.

He was one of the first group to carry the sedan, and as he shook, the entire sedan began to shake.

Tang Shirou, who was sitting in the sedan, folded her hands together and clutched the hem of her clothes, her face drained of color.

At first glance, they don’t look much different from ghosts.

Fortunately, the curtains around the sedan were lowered, so she could only hear the sound, but could not see what was happening on the lake.

No one dared to make a sound.

Within a short time after the three drums sounded, Qin Jian, Anxuan, Chen Qiang, and Youqi, the four sedan bearers worked together to lift the sedan up, and then ran towards the designated location.

It was an old stage made of wood.

It is built right next to the lake and along the water.

However, it had obviously been abandoned for a long time, and the surrounding area was covered with reeds half as tall as a man and various aquatic plants. During the day, they looked across the lake from a distance and found nothing.

Now the stage is also eroded by the fog, and it is surrounded by shadows. I don't know what is hidden.

The people carrying the sedan stepped on the wooden stage. The wood under their feet was obviously rotten, and harsh "crunching" sounds sounded from time to time, as if they might step on the wooden boards and fall into the water at any time.

Following the path that had been rehearsed before, a few people took a deep breath, carried the sedan swayingly, and jogged twice along the wooden stage.

To use An Xuan's previous words, the general meaning of this scene is to pick up the bride from her home and then deliver it to the groom's house.

After carrying the sedan chair for a while, the fourth drum finally sounded.

An Xuan and others immediately looked in one direction.

According to the arrangement of this scene, the second group of people will come from this direction soon.

Then after completing the handover of a scene, they can leave.

This is also the moment An Xuan is most worried about. He is worried that the second group will not appear.

Accidents are likely to occur along the way.

Time passed by, and some time had passed since the fourth drum sounded, but the direction in front of him was still shrouded in a thin layer of mist.

The second group did not show up.

Did something happen again?

Just as An Xuan was thinking quickly about how to respond, a blood-red sedan rushed out of the mist and came to the stage where they were standing.

An Xuan immediately felt his body tremble. It seemed that the other people were worried about the second group not coming, just like him.

When the sedan finally appeared, he breathed a sigh of relief.

They immediately carried the sedan to greet him, and the two identical red sedans began to play against each other.

It's said to be a double play, but the plot and actions are very simple. After all, none of them has ever acted in such a play. It would be really troublesome if the actions were more complicated.

The sedan chairs of Jiangcheng's group and those of Anxuan's group circled each other twice, and the sound of singing and singing floated in their ears, moving from left to right, which was very strange.

The surrounding area was filled with fog, and they could only see a small area nearby. As for what was on the lake, they couldn't see it, and they didn't dare to see it.

Now everyone's thoughts are on finishing this scene as soon as possible.

I hope nothing goes wrong again.

Five drums sounded.

The two teams looked at each other, then stopped their movements in perfect agreement, slowly put the sedan down, and then followed the instructions on the paper, stepping on the rhythm of the opera, taking strange and mechanical steps, jumping up and down. He jumped away from the sedan and finally came to the opponent's sedan to take over the opponent's position.

The two groups of people pass by each other, which is equivalent to the sedan chair not moving, and the bearers carrying the sedan chair changing positions with each other.

The whole scene was weird and silent. Qin Jian, who was wearing a paper head, felt very uncomfortable, as if his clothes were crawling with maggots.

They were waiting, everyone was waiting.

Both groups of people stopped beside the sedan and stood solemnly. No one dared to make a sound, and no one could even hear breathing in the sedan.

They were waiting for the sixth drumbeat.

After the sixth drum sounds, they can leave separately and then return to the abandoned house to assemble.

The lake that was surrounded by the mansion gave people a very bad feeling, it was eerie, as if the water was filled with dead souls.

They even doubted that when they rushed to the water's edge and looked down with a lantern, the face reflected in the water was not their own face.

Maybe it was a fierce ghost with a green face and fangs.

When the plaintive singing was approaching its climax, they finally heard the sixth drumbeat.

The whole sedan trembled, An Xuan understood, and everyone let out a long sigh of relief.

The same goes for the other team on the opposite side. Zuo Jing, Jiangcheng and others reacted even faster than An Xuan's team. They immediately set up their sedan chairs and ran in the other direction.

As the second group, they needed to make an extra circle. They could only rush back after An Xuan and his party returned to the courtyard where they gathered.

Anxuan and others grabbed the lifting pole, immediately put the sedan on their shoulders, and then evacuated along the arranged route.

On the way back, their speed was obviously faster than when they came.

The singing on the lake behind him gradually subsided. If you took off Qin Jian's paper head at this moment, you would find that the look on his face was much better than when he first heard the singing.

He originally thought that today would be a bad day.

Glancing at An Xuan, who was also in the first row beside him, Qin Jian narrowed his eyes slightly.

As expected, Mr. An had some tricks up his sleeve, and the suggestions he made for himself actually saved his life.

Although it was too early to say this at the moment, he could clearly feel that after the singing and opera sound disappeared, the strange aura that permeated the lake also dissipated.

There should be no problem tonight.

As for tomorrow, it depends on whether someone will make a more fatal mistake.

And he also understood what Mr. An meant. He still had Tang Shirou in his hand who could save his life.

Although he didn't have much contact with Mr. An, the latter's mental skills really impressed him who was decades older than him.

Inadvertently glancing at An Xuan beside him, Qin Jian had some other thoughts in his eyes. It seemed that the clue should be in him.

Hurry up, hurry up.

Youqi was sweating profusely from running. He stared at the house not far ahead. As long as he entered the yard and waited until the other group came back later, this mission would be over.

"Crunch——"

A sharp scraping sound interrupted his thoughts.

The next second, the courtyard door suddenly opened, and an identical red sedan rushed out of the courtyard and headed straight for them.