Nightmare Attack

Cao Yang first looked around and found nothing unusual.

Turning along the corridor, the other side leads to the hospital lobby. There are vague sounds of people talking and moving.

It was still raining outside and the sky was extremely gloomy.

Perhaps there are few people here, so even though two overhead lamps were broken, they were not repaired.

The corners of the wall were slightly blackened, leaving traces of moisture and mold.

In the corners of the ceiling, there are cobwebs swaying gently in the breeze.

Cao Yang stopped wasting time, after all, it was not completely dark yet.

According to Huaiyi, when it gets completely dark, those weird things will come out.

As his eyes slowly swept over, he could hear the sounds of Jiang Cheng and Zheng Xiazi drinking, which made Cao Yang feel a little more at ease.

A few meters to your side is a low door.

According to Cao Yang's height, he had to hunch his back to get in.

The door was unlocked, just ajar.

Cao Yang slowly opened the door. It was relatively dark inside. His hand fumbled around the door handle for a while, and then he touched a very thin rope.

Then with a gentle pull, the room lit up.

Inside is a small warehouse.

But fortunately there is a window.

The window was half open, and the wind blew from time to time, and the room was not as stuffy and suffocating as the previous room.

It's just colder.

It is impossible to sleep here at night.

In addition to a simple wooden bed, there is also a wooden cabinet standing there next to the wall.

The wooden cabinet looks old.

Painted with a layer of dark red paint.

Some places have been badly worn, and the red paint has peeled off, revealing the original wood color inside.

In such a room, Cao Yang suddenly saw a large wooden cabinet painted red, and Cao Yang felt indescribably awkward.

He calmed down after listening to the voices coming from next door from time to time.

He quickly walked to the bed, where a few old clothes were thrown.

Cao Yang picked up one of the long military green coats. He touched it first but found nothing, and then rummaged through other clothes.

Then came the bed. He even opened the bed and looked at it.

Apart from a few crumpled lottery tickets, there were bags of bulk liquor piled under the bed.

It can be seen that Blind Zheng is deliberately accumulating wine bags.

As for the reason

After Cao Yang saw a line of small words written on the wine bag, everything became clear.

Accumulating 10 wine bags can be exchanged for a brand new bag of wine.

He noticed that although the room was dirty, there were no cigarette butts.

Blind Zheng himself should not smoke.

After looking around, Cao Yang finally turned his attention to the large dark red wooden cabinet.

To Cao Yang's surprise, there was a lock on the wooden cabinet.

Cao Yang really couldn't figure it out. Is there anything else that Blind Zheng is afraid of being stolen?

But then, he realized he was wrong.

The lock was just a decoration. It wasn't locked at all. It opened with a slight flick of the hand.

After opening the heavy wooden box lid, a musty smell hit us.

It was full of clothes, quilts and so on.

Among them was a pair of wrinkled, black trousers that looked very thick. They were rolled up and thrown in the corner, with the cotton wadding exposed.

There doesn't seem to be anything strange about it.

This old man named Zheng Blind lives in embarrassment, and this cabinet contains almost all his belongings.

Cao Yang put back the piece of clothing he had just picked up, and then patted it gently, trying to restore everything to its original state.

But it was this slap that made his body tremble.

His eyes moved down a little bit and turned to the clothes in the cabinet.

It doesn't feel right.

Logically speaking, a box full of clothes should feel stuffy when patted, but what was given back to him was a very weird elasticity.

His throat couldn't help but roll. Cao Yang stretched out his hand and slowly opened the top few clothes until a pale face was revealed.

The muscles on his face were tangled together, and his eyes were wide open.

I will never die with my eyes in peace.

"Brother Jiang." Blind Zheng was swaying along at this moment, and kept drinking wine, "We are really destined!"

"Yes." Jiang Cheng said with a smile: "I also feel that I have a special affinity with Brother Zheng."

While the two were having a good time drinking, Jiang Cheng glanced at the door from time to time.

Cao Yang has been away for a while.

Why haven't you come back yet?

That man is not stupid. If there were no special circumstances, he would not have delayed it for so long.

Jiang Cheng's first reaction was that something had happened to him.

But after leaving Cao Yang, Jiang Cheng's ears perked up. He didn't hear any unusual sounds at such a close distance.

"Come on!" Zheng Xiazi, who was opposite, was in a state of drunkenness. He raised his glass and made sure to touch one with Jiang Cheng, "Let's take one!"

Jiang Cheng picked up the wine glass and dealt with it casually.

A mouthful of strong wine went down his throat, and the tip of Zheng's nose turned red. He couldn't help but hiccup from the wine. Then he picked up the chopsticks on the table, picked up a few peanuts and pressed the wine.

After stuffing a few more mouthfuls of cold vegetables, the feeling of wanting to spit it out eased a lot.

But across from Jiang Cheng, his expression suddenly changed.

He immediately understood what the problem was.

It's not that Cao Yang won't come back.

But I dare not come back!

Because Jiang Cheng calmed down and exhaled slowly.

The blind man Zheng opposite is not a human, he is a ghost! !

He is a ghost in disguise!

A person who can't hold a wine glass firmly can actually control chopsticks to accurately pick up fried peanuts?

You know, not long ago, he ate with his hands.

Jiang Cheng smiled and took a sip of wine and continued to chat with Blind Zheng.

But my mind was thinking about how to escape.

He couldn't count on Cao Yang. Jiang Cheng guessed that the real Blind Man Zheng had died when he went out to find a pillow just now.

However, the time was short and the ghost could not remove Zheng Xiazi's body.

So the body should be next door.

This also explains why Cao Yang never came back.

He must have discovered Blind Zheng's body while searching the next door. He understood that the person in the room was a ghost, so he greased his feet and slipped away.

After cordially greeting Cao Yang's family in his heart, Jiang Cheng smiled and continued to fight with the ghost disguised as Blind Zheng.

The ghost hasn't taken action for so long, probably because he is waiting for some kind of opportunity.

Jiang Cheng is also waiting.

"Brother Jiang Jiang." Blind Zheng clapped his hands, shook his head and said, "Do you think this purse looks like a tips bag?"

"Tips?" Jiang Cheng looked at the purse on the table and pretended to be very interested.

"Yes." Blind Zheng continued, "I just don't know what's inside, so it makes it mysterious."

"Who says it's not?" Jiang Cheng squinted his eyes, probably understanding the ghost's thoughts.

Since this blind man Zheng is fake, there is a high probability that there is something wrong with this wallet.

Once opened he will die.

"How about we open it and take a look?" Blind Zheng said casually, but Jiang Cheng could see the suppressed desire in his eyes.