Nightmare Attack

The horrific scene as imagined did not appear. All the models, including the one whose head was severed, still stood quietly, motionless.

"Why are you so nervous?" Jiang Cheng turned around and asked.

Looking at the head in Jiang Cheng's hand, the model's face happened to be facing the fat man's position. From the face with blurred features, the fat man actually saw a trace of grievance.

"Brother Jiang." Huaiyi looked at the head and felt panicked. He quickly said, "Just throw that head away. It looks scary."

Jiang Cheng thought for a while, then cracked the model's arm joints and put the head back into the model's hand, thus returning the favor.

These living models are all standing here, facing this wood carving shop, like a pilgrimage. Obviously, there is something attracting them inside.

"Let's go in and take a look."

Fatty Huaiyi followed Jiang Cheng, and the three of them followed the gap between the models and walked inside.

Some of the models were wearing all kinds of clothes, and some were wearing hats, which was very strange in such an environment.

The fat man walked very carefully, trying not to bump into any of them.

Standing inside the wood carving shop, Jiang Cheng's eyes slowly scanned the surroundings. Compared with the shops outside, the situation of this wood carving shop was much better.

Some large tables and chairs are placed relatively neatly, with no signs of excessive damage.

"Brother Jiang." Huaiyi said in a surprised tone: "It's so clean here, and things aren't too messy, except..."

Apart from these weird models surrounding him, Jiang Cheng nodded, of course he understood what Huaiyi meant.

"Look there." The fat man pointed to a place. He didn't dare to make too much noise, as if it would wake up the models.

Looking in the direction of his finger, there was a blue curtain, which seemed to have been pulled hard. The hook on the curtain fell off, and part of the curtain drooped on the ground.

It was dark behind the exposed gap, and there was obviously still space.

He signaled to Fatty Huaiyi and the two of them to stay, while Jiang Cheng walked over alone.

As the distance got closer, Jiang Cheng noticed that there were several wounds left on the curtain, as if they had been scratched by the claws of a beast.

Opening the curtain, there is a cabinet as high as one person behind.

The wooden cabinet is dark, simple and elegant in shape, and the materials used are very solid, giving it a sense of heaviness.

But what really attracted Jiang Cheng was that there was a huge gap under the cabinet, close to the ground. The ground was covered with broken pieces of wood and debris.

Moreover, the whole gap protruded outwards, and the edges were covered with jagged scratches, as if something had been dug out from the inside and then drilled out.

"It seems this is the source."

Squatting down, Jiang Cheng took out his mobile phone, turned on the mobile phone's flashlight, and shined it into the gap.

It's a closed space inside, not too big, but hiding a person in it won't be a big problem.

And there was no sliding door that could be opened. In other words, this thing was deliberately sealed inside.

Through the light, Jiang Cheng saw that the inside of the wooden board was covered with scratches, and there was a faint smell of blood floating in the air. He reached in, touched it, and took out a hemp rope.

The hemp rope is relatively thick and looks very strong, but it has been broken. From the break, traces of violent pulling can be seen, as if it was broken free.

If you look carefully, you can see a layer of dark red blood on it.

Holding the hemp rope, Jiang Cheng probably had a guess in his mind.

Someone, no, it should be a force, took control of a disciple who was about to be completely corrupted, and then tied it tightly with hemp rope and sealed the disciple in the bottom mezzanine of the cabinet.

The cabinet was transported into the shopping mall without anyone noticing and placed in this wood carving shop.

Finally, when the disciple completely lost consciousness, the door in his body exploded, leading to this D-level supernatural incident codenamed Julong Shopping Mall Window Model Incident.

And for a reason, the first person Jiang Cheng thought of as a force that had the strength to do this was the Night Watch.

I'm afraid they are responsible for the supernatural incidents that occur not only in shopping malls, but also in movie theaters and hospital morgues.

These crazy guys

"Doctor, doctor, come and see me!"

Fatty's voice came from outside, and it sounded like he had discovered something. As soon as Jiang Cheng walked out from behind the curtain, he saw Fatty pointing at a location, and Huaiyi beside him looked nervous.

It was a corner of the wood carving shop, and there were about a dozen models standing near the corner.

"What did you see?" Jiang Cheng asked.

"Man, there's someone there!" The fat man's breathing became rapid. "No, it's a model. One of the models moved. I saw the last one."

His eyes swept over these models. What was slightly different from the models outside was that all of the dozens of models were wearing clothes, and more than half were wearing hats. In the dark environment, Jiang Cheng had an indescribable feeling.

Just as he was walking towards the model, Fatty and Huaiyi rushed over, "Let's go together." Fatty said cautiously: "We are here to help you."

This time they checked very carefully. Several people took action and removed the obstructive models one by one. In the end, only the model that the fat man mentioned was left.

The model stood at the far end of the corner, wearing an ordinary pair of cotton pajamas. Judging from her figure, she looked like a woman, with her head slightly lowered and a very mismatched peaked cap on her head.

The peaked cap covered most of his face, revealing only his pointed chin and a pair of scarlet lips.

"That's her, doctor," the fat man whispered.

Jiang Cheng lowered his head and saw the woman's bare feet stepping into a pool of blood. Blood was still dripping down along the sleeves of her pajamas.

Walking forward, Jiang Cheng took off the woman's peaked cap.

The next second, a pair of lifeless eyes were aimed at Jiang Cheng's face.

The woman is about 30 years old, and her whole body exudes a strange aura, which is very similar to the ghost in the mission.

But this time, Jiang Cheng didn't feel any danger.

This is an experience I've never had before.

Seeing that the woman did not move, Jiang Cheng became rude. After a brief nod to the woman, he took the initiative to grab her hand.

Sure enough, there were traces of being tied up on his wrists and arms.

It seemed that the poor woman in front of her was sealed in the mezzanine of the cabinet by the night watchman.

The woman's hair had been shaved off, and there were still wounds of various sizes on her scalp, both old and new, most of which had scabbed over.

Suddenly, a hand came from behind and poked Jiang Cheng's back. Jiang Cheng turned around and found the fat man looking at him with eyes that were about to cry.

In the peripheral vision, all the models around them turned around and stared at them from all directions.

"Don't panic." Jiang Cheng said calmly: "They would have taken action long ago, and they won't wait until now."

"Are you sure they won't do anything?" Huaiyi summoned his Qilin Arm countless times in his heart, but the guy in his door has been out of contact since he got on the bus.

The fat man had comforted him before and told him not to worry, saying he was scared to death if it didn't work out.

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