Nightmare Attack

"Listen!"

The fat man suddenly spoke. 6⃞ 9⃞ s⃞ h⃞ u⃞ x⃞ .⃞ c⃞ o⃞ m⃞

The low-pitched discussion immediately disappeared, and everyone held their breath until half a minute later.

"What did you want us to listen to?" Youqi turned to look at the fat man, with a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

"I thought I heard the sound of paddling just now." The fat man explained: "But I don't know why, but there was no sound again."

"Maybe I'm too nervous." Qin Jian, who was standing a little further away, said. He acted very confident, and looked at the others with a look of relief that I had seen through everything. "Or maybe you showed up. magical"

Before he finished speaking, Qin Jian stretched his neck like a goose that had been stepped on, and stared at the mist-filled lake with a fearful expression.

A boat broke through the fog very quietly and sailed out quietly.

There was no one on board.

It wasn't until the bow of the boat hit the shore with a "dong" sound that everyone reacted.

The next second, the drums sounded.

The third watch has arrived.

Chills began to spread along the spine, and everyone's gaze gradually shifted to the lake. The fog that was originally filled gradually dispersed, and a dark red figure appeared on the lake.

It's Master Huang.

The figure is crooked, one arm is stretched diagonally, the other arm is bent, and the wide sleeves of the robe hang down, just covering his face.

This hazy scene with a pipa half-hiding its face is placed here. Not only does it have no sense of beauty, it only brings deep fear to everyone.

They were almost certain that the face behind it must be terrifying.

"Look," Master Liao Zhi's voice was trembling, "Look around him!"

As the fog around Master Huang gradually dissipated, everyone's eyes were stunned for a moment, and then a strong fear exploded in their hearts. Their limbs became cold, and their blood vessels seemed to be filled with ice.

Next to Mr. Huang on the lake, there were many brides wearing wedding clothes and bright red headscarves.

There were 10 of them in total, and they formed a circle, surrounding Mr. Huang in the middle.

The arms hang naturally, and the scene is very strange.

Now it is obvious that the ghost is hiding in it. If anyone doesn't pay attention to pick out the ghost,

"Let's begin." An Xuan breathed.

There was a very resistant expression on Youqi's face, but he still moved his steps and was the first to jump onto the boat.

There is no way, the order is determined from the beginning.

This is the order in which I met Young Master Huang before.

The boat carried Youqi and disappeared into the mist.

What's even weirder is that as soon as Youqi's ship entered the fog, the area around Master Huang's position became illusory, and then gradually, nothing could be seen clearly.

People on the shore had no idea what was going on inside.

While everyone was waiting distractedly, the boat appeared from the lake again, but to everyone's dismay, the boat was empty, and Youqi, who was supposed to come back with the boat, was missing.

"Where are the others?" Everyone's scalps were numb.

Especially the teacher Liao Zhi, who was next in line, his legs were shaking and his expression looked like a deceased relative. Everyone was worried that he would accidentally fall into the lake.

But fortunately, the boat seemed to be controlled by some force, and it sailed directly towards the center of the lake without seeing how hard Master Liao Zhi used it.

After realizing that he had entered the fog, Liao Zhi, the teacher who always pretended to be timid, seemed to be a different person. He stood in the middle of the ship, first tested whether the ship was stable enough, and then began to observe the surroundings.

The speed of the boat was neither fast nor slow. He slowly squatted down and wanted to take a look under the water, but the next second, he himself was frightened by the thoughts he had out of thin air.

After thinking that he would most likely see a soaked face hidden under the water, or countless pale hands pushing the boat forward, he chose to be more honest.

He is a soldier.

And he is also an officer in the special forces.

Although the main direction is not assassination and fighting, the vigilance, or premonition, rooted in the mind is still much stronger than that of ordinary people.

Although he suspected something strange underwater, for him, the young master Huang and the brides he was about to meet were the biggest threats.

"Whoosh-"

Master Liao Zhi immediately became alert, and the sound of water under the boat changed.

Then the bottom of the boat seemed to hit something, and it began to slow down slowly, and finally stopped.

He raised his head, and the sudden sight in front of him scared him so much that he took several steps back and almost fell from the boat into the lake.

Less than two meters in front of him, a bride wearing red clothes and a bright red hijab stood there silently, her arms hanging naturally.

The cold wind blew, and the teacher Liao Zhi became more awake. The bride in front of him was just a lifelike paper figurine, similar to what he saw last night.

This can be seen from the hands hidden in the sleeves.

He looked to the left and right and found several paper brides standing around him.

He counted, there were 9 in total.

It seems that the missing one was probably chosen by You Qi.

He squinted his eyes and looked at each one one by one. No matter the workmanship, clothing, or hijab, these paper figures were exactly the same. As time passed by, he finally made up his mind and carried away the one closest to him.

The reason why he used his back instead of hugging or carrying something else was entirely due to the rules of the game. Otherwise, he would rather hold the paper man than carry it on his back.

God knows who came up with this idea.

After carrying the paper man on the boat, Shi Liaozhi finally breathed a sigh of relief, because the boat under his feet started immediately without any abnormality.

Although he couldn't tell the direction in the fog, according to his feeling, he was indeed going back.

The paper man was very light, so light that he didn't feel any burden.

Before this, he had imagined countless terrifying and thrilling scenes, such as when he just stretched out his hand and was grabbed by the bride with a veil, or when he landed on the island, the strange-looking Master Huang

Shi Liaozhi's thinking stopped immediately here, and he found that he had overlooked something very important.

That Master Huang!

Where did that Master Huang go?

Shouldn't he be among those brides?

But why didn't he just now

"Squeak--"

He suddenly heard a very light, but strange sound, right next to his ear, like the sound of an embroidered bearing being forcibly bent by external force.

The next second, he saw with his peripheral vision that the two straight arms of the paper figures on his shoulders were slowly bending at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the hands hidden in the sleeves gradually appeared.

Shi Liaozhi's pupils gradually widened, and he saw that the fingers gradually exposed from the sleeves were different from before, swollen like a mallet, and seemed to have been soaked in water for an unknown period of time, and even had a strange dark blue color on them.

There was also a tingling sensation in his neck, as if something wet was approaching.

Oops!