Nightmare Attack

Jiang Cheng was bleary-eyed, obviously still in the transitional state between sleeping and waking up, "What's wrong?"

"Tang Shirou has been found!"

Jiang Cheng's eyes opened immediately.

Huang's backyard.

To be more specific, it was the remote yard where they went last night.

A bright red sedan sits in the center of the courtyard.

It was bright red, as if it had just been fished out of a pool full of blood.

"When did you discover it?" Qin Jian frowned and looked at the teacher Liao Zhi who informed him of the information.

In the early morning, it was the teacher Liao Zhi who knocked on the door and told them the news.

"I don't know." Master Liao Zhi swallowed, and his eyes kept wandering on the bright red sedan, with fear in his eyes. "It was the middle-aged woman who came to inform us."

But they looked around and saw that no one from the Huang Mansion was coming.

There wasn't even anyone to explain or lead the way.

It's really evil here.

It's really a paper sedan made of white paper.

It depicts dragons and phoenixes, which looks a bit strange, and the weirdest thing is the four paper figures standing around the sedan.

Wearing bright red paper clothes and green melon hats, the paper people's eyebrows and eyes are charming, and their waists twist violently.

Two plain white paper lanterns are held in the hands of the two leading paper figures.

Weird and extraordinary.

The bright red blood soaked the white paper sedan. Xia Meng sniffed the tip of her nose, and a sweet and fishy smell poured into her nasal cavity. She had never smelled the smell of blood.

The sand under the paper sedan has been dyed red with blood, making people wonder what kind of scene is inside.

An Xuan took a deep breath and turned to look at his teacher Liao Zhi, "What did that middle-aged woman say?"

"She said the missing person we were missing was in Huangzhai Abandoned Yard," the teacher Liao Zhi replied in a low voice.

"that's it?"

Master Liao Zhi nodded, "That's all."

"How did that middle-aged woman know that we had a missing person last night?" Xia Meng asked.

The question she asked was what everyone wanted to know, and judging from the appearance of the paper sedan, no one should have opened it, otherwise the blood-soaked sedan would have been broken long ago.

"What are you talking about? You'll know after you take a look."

It was Youqi who spoke. He seemed to dislike standing here. It was just this sedan, as well as the courtyard and the lake.

There are weird things everywhere here.

"Who is going?" Zuo Jing sneered, "Are you going?"

Youqi swallowed his saliva and returned bravely: "I'll go, I'll go." He paused and then said, "But you can talk about the ugly things up front, if there is anything in it."

"It's all yours." Jiang Cheng encouraged, "Go quickly." "

You Qi glanced at everyone and slowly moved closer. As the distance got closer and closer, the inexplicable panic became stronger. He made up his mind, picked up a stone on the ground, and walked towards it before everyone could dissuade them. The sedan was thrown away.

There was no sound of any paper being torn apart. The entire sedan seemed to have reached the limit of its load and burst apart. The next second, a bride wearing a red cloud and a hijab appeared in front of everyone.

She sat upright on the wooden chair in the sedan chair, with her hands in her sleeves and flat on her knees.

He looks very dignified.

But at this moment, what everyone felt was not the feeling of a lady from a famous family, but a chill that penetrated the bones. This must be the missing Tang Shirou.

No one expected her to survive, but

"Look at her clothes!"

Someone shouted, and then everyone noticed that the bride was wearing the red costume that was hung in the center of Master Huang's attic yesterday!

Because it was soaked in blood, no one noticed it at first.

A gust of wind blew and lifted the red hijab on the bride's head. Under the hijab was a picture of

No, not one!

It's a skull face with the skin shaved off.

The corpse shook slightly, and the hand slipped down along the cuff. The originally white hand was bloody and bloody, and even the white finger bones were exposed in some places.

"Where's her skin?!"

At this moment, Tang Shirou only had a complete skeleton and the flesh and blood on the skeleton.

Her skin was gone.

"No one without a costume has no skin!" Teacher Liao Zhi seemed to have realized something, and cried out: "This costume, this costume is our skin!"

The next second, everyone was nervously staring at the costumes they were wearing. No one would complain that the costumes were uncomfortable and wanted to take them off.

After all, the bloody example is right in front of you.

Because she fainted, Tang Shirou didn't put on this bright red costume until her death.

The price is to exchange it with your own skin.

Because of Tang Shirou's relationship, no one was in the mood to have breakfast in the early morning. They just sat around the table in the pavilion.

The horrific scenes lingered in their minds, and some people felt nauseous from time to time.

"despair."

"despair."

"despair."

There was a crisp but mechanical sound of footsteps, approaching from far away.

The fat man, who was feeling nauseated, looked up and saw that the middle-aged woman from before was coming. Behind him was a younger woman, who seemed to be the one who had greeted them at the door before.

But he wasn't sure.

"Master Huang, thank you all the doctors for your cooperation last night. The performance was very successful." The middle-aged woman's eyes were blank and seemed to have no focus. She seemed to be just going through the motions.

The younger woman was carrying a food box. The food box looked very big and probably heavy. It seemed very difficult for her to carry it with both hands, but her expression was still the same as before.

"To thank all the doctors for their cooperation, the young master ordered me to add another dish to you." The middle-aged woman stepped aside slightly.

The young woman walked up with an indifferent expression and placed the food box on the table with a bang. She was so strong that the table shook several times.

Everyone's expressions became unnatural.

Master Liao Zhi stared at the two women nervously, and the idea even came to his mind that there was something wrong with these people in the Huang family, and they didn't want to play anymore and were ready to show off directly.

An Xuan slowly picked up a wine bottle on the edge of the table, and then quietly held it in his hand. Just when he was about to wait for the situation to change, he smashed the bottle and inserted the sharp fragment directly into the woman's neck. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed something flashing around him.

Looking along, he suddenly saw where Jiang Cheng was sitting.

He held a wine bottle in each hand, and the light just now was the light of the glazed wine bottles.

After realizing that An Xuan was looking at him, Jiang Cheng pursed his lips, nodded to the former, and showed a warm smile.

The fat man An Xuan sitting next to him rolled his throat unconsciously. He saw that the other person was holding a jar as big as a volleyball in his two hands hidden under the table.