Nightmare Attack

Then Jiang Cheng looked at Xia Meng, and after a few seconds, he suddenly said, "Can you help me?"

Xia Meng sneered, and just when she was about to say some cruel words to save face, such as "You are so powerful, you still need me?" or "Why?", she suddenly caught a glimpse of the fat man's eyes staring at her.

So she swallowed her words again, pursed her lips, and reluctantly uttered one word: "Say!"

"Da da da."

The sound of crisp footsteps came closer and closer. Qin Jian, who was drinking tea at the table, stood up alertly, and You Qi also sat up from the bed.

The window was ajar, leaving a small gap. Through the gap, An Xuan saw someone walking towards them along the stone road.

The person came very quickly, as if it was something important.

It’s Chen Xiaomeng.

An Xuan narrowed his eyes and immediately lowered his voice and said, "Don't let her in."

Qin Jian was the first to walk towards the door and stopped Xia Meng before she could knock on the door. You Qi also followed, and finally An Xuan slowly followed.

"Miss Chen." Qin Jian still looked like a worldly expert, and said in a very sincere tone: "What can I do?"

"Did you find anything strange in your room?" Xia Meng spoke quickly, and there were drops of sweat on her forehead.

Qin Jian pretended to be curious, "What's that weird thing?"

"A painting.

"No." Yuqi affirmed.

Even though he said this, several people crowded in front of the door and seemed to have no intention of letting Xia Meng go in to take a look.

"This painting appeared out of thin air. It is very strange. There may be clues on it." Xia Meng continued: "Do you want to come and take a look?"

An Xuan smiled slightly, "It will be later," he said with squinted eyes: "We are still talking about the clues we found before, and we already have some clues."

"Okay." Xia Meng sighed, and did not force anyone to do anything. She just added: "The painting is of a woman dancing in a costume. That costume is very similar to the one Tang Shirou wore before."

You Qi's pupils moved, and then he said in a more concerned tone: "Then you should be more careful."

"By the way." Xia Meng suddenly said, "There is also a poem on it."

"Poem?" Qin Jian's expression changed, but soon he realized that he had lost his composure, so he immediately adjusted himself and said in a calm tone: "What poem? Is it from this era, or..."

Shaking her head, Xia Meng lowered her voice and said, "I don't know, there are only 16 characters in total. I suspect it has something to do with the clues."

"Oh?" An Xuan stared at her, nodded and said, "Tell me about it."

"The drums are ringing at the third watch, the boat is sailing on the lake, and the funeral is carried out at night, and the salary is in the silver frost.

After Xia Meng finished speaking, she specifically glanced at Qin Jian's clothes, and then looked away without any trace.

Qin Jian's expression changed slightly at first, but after a few seconds, there was some undisguised mockery in her eyes when she looked at Xia Meng.

"Encourage clothes." He looked down at the black funeral clothes on his body, then raised his head and said with an exaggerated expression: "Ms. Chen, are you talking about me?"

Qin Jian squinted his eyes and sneered in his heart.

These people actually regarded him as a newcomer who had just entered the nightmare, but they had chosen the wrong opponent.

This trick is so clumsy that it can be seen through at a glance.

They obviously also knew that there was something strange about the sudden appearance of the painting, and then they tried to deceive themselves and find ways to expose their flaws and become the scapegoat.

Qin Jian immediately realized that this idea must have been thought up by the little bastard who called himself Hao Shuai. He was young but full of bad ideas.

Knowing that it was possible for him to see through their scheme and not be attracted by the painting, he made up a few very pointed, nonsense code words to seduce himself.

With such vicious thoughts, isn't he afraid that his family will suffer retribution? !

Just when Qin Jian thought Chen Xiaomeng would defend herself, the latter left without saying a word.

It wasn't until Chen Xiaomeng disappeared on the way back to the wing that Qin Jian reacted, and then a strange emotion suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The door had just been closed when a mechanical and old-fashioned knock on the door suddenly sounded. Qin Jian, who was thinking, suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

An Xuan opened the door, and a middle-aged woman stood outside the door, with an expressionless face, and said word by word: "To thank all the doctors, the young master invites you to take a boat trip to the lake tonight." She paused, Added: "Midnight."

Qin Jian was stunned for a moment, and the next second, the blood on his face faded completely.

"Doctor." The fat man came over and asked in a low voice, "Do you think Qin Jian can be fooled?"

After taking a sip of tea, Jiang Cheng, the person involved, behaved very calmly. The fat man was extremely anxious, thinking that it was true to the old saying, the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuch is.

"I don't know." Jiang Cheng said, "But you can ask her."

The fat man followed Jiang Cheng's guidance and looked at Xia Meng. Unexpectedly, Xia Meng, who was sitting on the bed, snorted coldly as if she sensed something.

Fatty felt much relieved.

It seems that if the same thing happens, even Xia Meng is not sure that he can avoid being fooled. There is really nothing that ordinary people can do against an orphan with a bad attitude like the doctor.

According to the hints in the clues, they were sure that Master Huang would have arrangements tonight, so the doctor ambush the middle-aged woman on her way to deliver the message in advance, and then intercepted her, trying every possible means to delay the time.

After the middle-aged woman was stopped, it was Xia Meng's performance time. She went to Anxuan's room to inform them and revealed some relevant information to them.

Especially the third watch, and the ship, such specific information.

Then throw the doctor's modified clues at them.

Jiang Cheng had already calculated that Qin Jian would not be fooled. He was not that stupid, but as long as he planted the seeds of doubt in him, he would be successful.

After that, Xia Meng left cleanly, and then the middle-aged woman came to deliver the message, completely solidifying the clues.

After all, no boat has appeared on the lake so far, so Qin Jian cannot help but be suspicious of such an accurate source of information.

"Doctor." The fat man licked his lips and couldn't help but said worriedly: "I just thought about our plan again in my mind, and I always felt that there was something wrong with it. It seems," he paused, "it's not so perfect. Qin Jian's Will an old fox really be fooled?"

"There is no absolutely successful strategy in this world. This is inherently risky." Jiang Cheng said nonchalantly, "But don't worry too much. Have you ever thought about it?" He turned his head and looked at the fat man: "Who is the most dangerous person in this book now? "

The fat man replied without hesitation: "It must be you, doctor. I have already hung your paintings in the house, so I just need to send you an elegiac couplet!"

"Tsk." Jiang Cheng suddenly became unhappy.