Nightmare Attack

In the sight of the fat man, Jiang Cheng shook his head, "Young Master Huang exists, but I think he is dead. That female ghost should also be Young Master Huang's new wife.

"I'm afraid Mr. Huang misses too much and has a confused mind, so he plays his son every night." Jiang Cheng continued: "Only in this way can he regain the feeling that his son is still alive."

After thinking about it briefly, Fatty felt that the doctor's speculation was more reliable and more realistic. His speculation just now was completely based on the influence of the plot trends in some movies and TV series.

Master Huang should have existed, otherwise many things would not be explained.

"By the way, doctor." The fat man seemed to suddenly remember something, "There is one more thing I forgot to tell you. Before you ran out, we heard a drum sound."

Jiang Cheng frowned slightly, looked away, looked at the fat man and asked, "Did you hear the drum sound?"

"Ah." The fat man nodded, "It was just like the sound of drums coming from the lake. When you ran out, I wanted to ask you why you were here, but the situation was urgent and you grabbed me and ran away. I didn't have time to ask."

The sound of the drum was an instrument knocked over by the teacher Liao Zhi. The sound produced by knocking on the drum was not loud because the collision position was relatively remote. He did not expect that it could travel so far and be so clear.

An ominous premonition slowly came over his heart, and he immediately realized that the ghost appeared after the drum sound.

"Doctor." The fat man licked his lips. He didn't notice that the doctor's expression had changed, but he continued to talk to himself: "Listen to me, the sound of the drum is nothing, but after hearing the sound of the drum, the little beggar But he was so frightened that he first looked in the direction of the attic, then turned around and stared at me. I thought he was going to do something to me."

"Unexpectedly, he suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed my arm, and then shook it up and down, making a whining sound." The fat man recalled while describing the scene to the doctor.

"Then what?" Jiang Cheng urged.

The fat man scratched his head in annoyance, "The main reason is that he can't speak either. He just whined like that. I couldn't understand a word, but he seemed very anxious."

Jiang Cheng probably knew in his heart that the little beggar obviously wanted to tell the fat man something, but unfortunately the fat man had poor understanding and the little beggar couldn't speak, so there were communication problems.

"How about I show you a show, doctor." The fat man said.

"hurry up!"

The fat man first walked forward quickly for a few steps, and then stepped back step by step, each step using a lot of effort. Jiang Cheng looked at him, and the fat man showed an expression that said that was what he was doing.

Then the fat man pointed to the place under his feet and looked at Jiang Cheng.

"It's over?" Jiang Cheng also looked at him.

The fat man nodded sheepishly, "Yeah."

When he saw Jiang Cheng's expression immediately worsening, as if he was about to deal with himself, the fat man immediately defended himself and said, "Doctor, don't be like this. Really, that's what he really did."

Jiang Cheng stared, with a look on his face that he was clearly conveying important information to you, which could possibly save his life, but you felt like he was just playing in the mud.

But it's useless to say anything now. It's almost dark, unless the little beggar comes again tonight. With him here, maybe he can get some clues.

But what makes Jiangcheng angry is that this little beggar seems to only be kind to Fatty, and the only one he wants to help is Fatty.

As for whether he could demonstrate it to himself again for Fatty's sake, it was unclear.

Extraordinary times call for desperate measures. If that doesn't work, you can only join forces with Xia Meng to see if you can use the fat man as bait to find a way to catch this little beggar.

Through the incident with the fat man, he felt more and more that the identity of this little beggar was strange. Judging from his familiarity with the Huang Mansion, it was definitely not just a day or two.

There is also a problem with his age. He is still so young and looks like a child.

A child who can come and go freely in Huang Mansion

More importantly, he seemed to know many secrets about the Huang Mansion.

Who is he?

"Doctor." The fat man approached and asked, "It will be dark soon, why haven't they come back yet?"

Before he finished speaking, as if something in the dark heard what the fat man said, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a gust of cold wind blew in, making the fat man's huge body feel weak.

Staring at the open door was like looking at the gate of hell.

Xia Meng walked in and glanced at the fat man, then went directly to the table and sat down, poured herself a glass of water, and drank it all.

The fat man blinked, then looked outside the door.

No one but Xia Meng came back.

"Throw it away?" Jiang Cheng took the tea cup, poured himself a cup, and drank slowly.

Xia Meng nodded, "Yes."

Then his face changed slightly, as if there was something he couldn't figure out, "You can't see ghosts in the water, and You Qi's words can't be trusted." It was getting dark, and as soon as I turned around, the person was gone.”

"It seems you weren't the last one to run away?" Jiang Cheng said with a smile.

Xia Meng glanced at him and snorted: "An Xuan is still there, and he is probably thinking of a way to escape."

The door had been closed by the 120,000-vigilant fat man. She looked out through the window and saw that the sky was gradually getting dark, and it was estimated that night would fall soon.

"What are you talking about?" The fat man was confused.

Xia Meng drank enough water, turned around, and looked at the fat man up and down with a very contemptuous look, which made the latter feel guilty, "Master Liao Zhi is a ghost." She suddenly said.

"Is it a ghost?" The fat man subconsciously looked at the doctor. He didn't believe Xia Meng's words either. He only believed in the doctor.

Then he saw the doctor nodding, and then he felt a cool breeze rushing out from the back of his head. He looked like a normal person in the afternoon, but why was he suddenly a ghost again?

He really wanted to ask if he had made a mistake, but his reason told him not to ask, and he was right to listen to the doctor.

At least he won't die.

Seemingly still having some affection for Fatty, Jiang Cheng said, "Don't you think something is missing today?"

"There's no dinner tonight!" the fat man replied immediately.

Indeed, since the afternoon, they have not seen the middle-aged woman, so no one has informed them of dinner.

"There is no mission!" Xia Meng couldn't stand it anymore and said, "It's almost dark, and the middle-aged woman hasn't come to notify me yet, which means there will be no opera tonight!"

"So what if I can't sing?" Halfway through, the fat man suddenly paused, and then his eyes changed, as if he had opened up the two channels of Ren and Du, and everything was connected naturally.

The plot has reached this stage, and people are basically going to die every night, and the way ghosts kill is by acting, so how could there be no drama to be performed tonight?

Unless the fat man's pupils trembled violently, someone would have died today.