Nightmare Attack

Unlike Zuo Jing's unconcealed panic, Jiang Cheng's face showed almost no emotion. He discovered the abnormality in the prints of his teacher Liao Zhi's shoes, and his shoe prints were backwards.

He immediately thought of the actions performed by the fat man.

The little beggar pointed at his feet while walking backwards, trying to remind him of this.

The ghost's legs are backwards.

As expected, Master Liao Zhi was a ghost in disguise. The real Master Liao Zhi had already died in the attic. Jiang Cheng had always wondered how Master Liao Zhi escaped, and now he finally had the answer.

After discovering the abnormality in the mirror, Zuo Jing subconsciously glanced at the position of her teacher Liao Zhi. Unexpectedly, her teacher Liao Zhi seemed to have a premonition and turned her head suddenly, with no emotion in her gloomy eyes.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Master Liao Zhi approached Zuo Jing step by step. The cold feeling on his body was like substance, making people fear from the bottom of their hearts.

You Qi couldn't see his teacher Liao Zhi's face from where he was standing. He subconsciously wanted to break up the fight, but just after taking a few steps, he felt a chill and stopped involuntarily.

Jiang Cheng retreated calmly. There was a window behind him. If he had to, he could jump out of the window and leave.

Zuo Jing's face turned pale and she watched her teacher Liao Zhi walking step by step.

escape!

Must escape!

But think of a good enough reason that doesn't anger the ghost, otherwise she will die as well.

At this moment--

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Someone knocked on the door.

The knock on the door was very slow and not powerful, but in such a silent environment, it seemed particularly abrupt.

Teacher Liao Zhi was attracted by the knock on the door. He stopped and slowly turned his head to look at the door.

Turning his head, Jiang Cheng looked at the door. Under the cold moonlight, a figure was reflected on the door paper. But what made Jiang Cheng frown was that the figure was very bloated.

A biting chill exploded in my heart. It was so quiet in the night, but no one heard the footsteps of the visitor. Zuo Jing's slender fingers kept shaking, and something flashed rapidly in her pupils.

Is there more than one ghost?

The more Zuo Jing thought about it, the more frightened she became. Her nascent escape plan was now overwhelmed by fear. She couldn't even tell whether what she saw was an illusion.

Could it be possible that the teacher Liao Zhi is not a ghost, and the abnormalities she sees are just a deception by the ghost to make her escape from the room. The real ghost is actually guarding the door.

The one outside is the ghost.

Panic will greatly destroy a person's will. Even if Zuo Jing has been trained, the fear from the deepest part of her heart cannot be countered by human power.

She ran out of time and had to make a decision quickly.

"Is there anyone there?" A voice came from outside the door. Jiang Cheng frowned. It turned out to be Fatty's voice, but his voice sounded a little weird.

After a while, when there was no response, the fat man continued: "It was the middle-aged woman who asked me to come. She said that Master Huang fell ill again and needed a doctor to see him." After a pause, he continued: "Please open the door for me."

The fat man's voice sounded very uncomfortable, as if his voice was squeezed out of his throat bit by bit.

Hearing the fat man's voice, the teacher Liao Zhi who was staring at the door suddenly took a few steps back, his eyes full of fear. After a few seconds, he lowered his voice and said: "Be careful, it might be a ghost."

After looking at the position of the door, Zuo Jing looked at the teacher Liao Zhi who suddenly became normal in front of her, and seemed to be making a decision.

She was not a hesitant person, but this decision was about life and death.

A figure flashed past, and Youqi's eyes widened. He saw Jiang Cheng walking up and opening the door.

Master Liao Zhi, who was standing beside Zuo Jing, stretched out his hand, seemingly wanting to stop her, but it was still a step too late.

The door opened.

Under the cold moonlight, the fat man stood in front of the door.

There was no one around, and the night was as quiet as death.

The moment he saw the fat man clearly, You Qi felt a chill in the back of his head. He saw that the fat man was wet all over, his lips were blue, his trouser legs were still dripping with water, and the water on the ground had gathered into a small puddle.

The moment he saw the door open, the fat man's gloomy eyes lit up, "Mr. Hao Hao." The fat man said excitedly: "Please come with me, Master Huang, he fell ill again and needs a doctor."

Jiang Cheng stared into Fatty's eyes without saying anything or moving.

The fat man seemed to be anxious. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Jiang Cheng's wrist, trying to pull him out, but Jiang Cheng stood upright and he didn't pull.

At this time, the teacher behind him, Liao Zhi, also came over, but he seemed to be very afraid of the fat man, so he just tried to persuade him: "Mr. Hao, is it too late today? How about we go tomorrow?"

The moment he saw his teacher Liao Zhi, the fat man's face became particularly ugly. The blood on his face gradually faded, as if it was covered with a layer of frost. He grabbed Jiang Cheng's hand and shook it, but in the end he did not let go.

"Mr. Hao." Looking into Jiang Cheng's eyes, the fat man's slightly purple lips moved after a moment, "Be obedient."

The next moment, Jiang Cheng stepped out of the room without hesitation.

Fatty's eyes were red with excitement, but he didn't dare to show it. Then the two changed positions, and Jiang Cheng directly pulled Fatty away.

"I'm also going to check on Master Huang's illness." Zuo Jing walked out of the room in a few steps as if she had received an amnesty.

After that came Yuki.

His reaction was slow, but that didn't mean he was stupid. Besides, even a fool knew what to do at this moment. He didn't even dare to look at his teacher Liao Zhi, and ran out directly, shouting to the people in front of him: "Wait for me, I I am coming too!"

Now there was only one teacher left in the room, Liao Zhi. He was standing in front of the door with no intention of leaving.

Gradually, a trace of resentment that could not be hidden took shape in his eyes. He stared at the fat man's generous back, and then, the fourth drum sounded.

The sound of drums comes from the direction of the attic.

The figure of Master Liao Zhi gradually became illusory, and finally, suddenly disappeared.

"Huh..." Chen Qiang, who was hiding in the woods not far away, breathed a long sigh of relief. At the same time, when he looked at the fat man, a special feeling appeared in his eyes.

An Xuan and Xia Meng were beside him. They were lying low and hiding behind a dense bush. From the outside, the concealment effect was very good.

Recalling the scene not long ago, Chen Qiang was still frightened.

That purple, dead-eyed face was still replayed countless times in his mind.

The soaked corpse under the red wooden boat was the teacher Liao Zhi.

It is unknown what happened to the teacher Liao Zhi and why he became like this. The important thing is that he is dead.

And after his death, the ghost disguised himself as him and sneaked into the room.

Knowing this, they immediately judged the way to survive this scene, which was to leave the room, as far away as possible. The ghost would kill those who stayed in the room when the last drum sounded.