Nightmare Attack

"Brother Ouyang, in this world we can only survive by working together." Miao Qing's tone sounded like he was doing the best for the other person.

But Ouyang Huanbin ignored him at all, his vigilant eyes swept over everyone, and then he seemed to have made up his mind, turned around and ran downstairs, the sound of footsteps getting further and further away.

The third floor is similar to the second floor, except that there are fewer rooms. The corridor is covered with a dark floor, which makes a tooth-breaking crunching sound when you step on it.

Every door is closed. According to everyone's investigation, there is no sign that these doors have been opened recently. The handles are covered with dust, and there are no signs of dragging on the ground in front of the door.

Huaiyi stood up with a strange expression and looked deep into the corridor. At the end was a wall with a gray oil painting hanging on the wall.

"Where did the body go?" The fat man couldn't help asking.

Everyone fell silent. Perhaps only the dead Liu Hui could answer this question.

The group eventually left, walked out of the manor, and came to the town to search for clues.

Walking on the street, the depression of the whole town cannot be concealed. There are very few shops open and the signs are shabby. From time to time, there are some dull-looking people squatting on the corner of the street, their lips moving, unclearly talking to themselves. What.

But without exception, the people here seem to have an instinctive rejection of strangers. They walked for a long time, but no one was willing to receive them, even if they paid.

The last time, before they could explain their purpose, the boss drove them out with a steel fork.

"They don't hate us, but they are afraid." Jiang Cheng said: "They are worried that contact with us will cause trouble. They want us to leave here as soon as possible."

Miao Qing looked at the shop owner not far away who was holding a steel fork and had a strange expression. He turned around and added: "They are afraid of the Dacorossa Manor. As the tramp said, we carry that smell with us. ”

"But..." Fatty looked around nervously and muttered, "Why are there no crows following us this time?"

Bai Xiaojie also nodded, "Yes, it's strangely quiet today."

As soon as she finished speaking, a sound of tapping footsteps came from the corner of the street. They were four men, wearing shabby uniforms, like law enforcers here.

The four people stared at them, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

"Please come with us." The leader was a man with a mustache. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, but his rough skin and shabby clothes showed that his life was not satisfactory.

"Who are you?" Miao Qing asked calmly, "What crime have we committed?"

It was obvious that he still had questions to ask, but as the man behind him took out his weapon expressionlessly, Miao Qing wisely chose to compromise, "Don't be rude, if you have something to say, we are all good people.

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The four men escorted them through half of the town, and finally came to a building that looked more luxurious than the nearby houses, like an office building.

They were taken to an office. As soon as they entered the door, everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them. Ouyang Huanbin, whom they had not seen for a long time, was tied to a bed and his mouth was gagged. The scary thing was that his two One leg was gone from the knee down, the white sheets were stained with blood, and the body was twisted in pain.

Just when Jiang Cheng realized that he had been ambushed and wanted to deal with the leading man with a moustache, an elderly man stood up from his desk and hurriedly explained: "Don't get me wrong, it's your friend who was injured. Saved him."

Jiang Cheng couldn't listen to this. Their fighting power was not comparable to that of these obviously malnourished men. Jiang Cheng controlled the leader's mustache in a few moves. Huaiyi got rid of the one following him, and then guarded the door, the fat man Relying on his physical advantage, he pushed the remaining two men against the wall with his body, unable to move. After a while, the two men began to roll their eyes and suffocated.

Miao Qing was frightened by this series of cooperation. He had no idea what these people had gone through to achieve such tacit cooperation.

As soon as Jiang Cheng let go, his moustache, which had been strangled with only half a breath left, fell to the ground.

"Who are you and why are you looking for us?" Jiang Cheng found the weapons on Mustache. Fatty and Huaiyi also held the weapons seized from several half-dead men in their hands and looked at them with wary expressions. elder.

"I'm the mayor." The old man looked calm, but not only that, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes as he looked at the people. "I know what happened to you, and I can help you."

"How did he become like this?" The fat man held a weapon and yelled very loudly, looking very powerful.

"Your friend was attacked by crows, many, many crows." At this point, the old man's face looked a little ugly, as if recalling the scene at that time, "The crows knocked him down, and they ate his calves. All that’s left is the bones.”

"You people have a curse on you. Unless the curse is lifted, you will never be able to leave this town. If you leave rashly, that will be the fate of him." The old man looked at Ouyang Huanbin on the bed and explained: "We are the only one in the town that leads to the outside world. He was found on a bridge, the sky was dark and all the crows in the town were gathered there. "

Jiang Cheng walked over to check Ouyang Huanbin's injury. The old man didn't seem to be lying.

Moreover, Ouyang Huanbin seemed to have gone crazy at this time. After removing the gag cloth, he screamed like crazy and made meaningless noises. Soothing him was ineffective, so Jiang Cheng had to gag him again.

"What can you help us with?" Jiang Cheng turned to look at the old man.

When the old man saw that the mood of several people had stabilized, he waved to them to sit down and asked, "How much do you know about Dacorossa Manor?" The old man sat back on the chair behind the desk.

When Jiang Cheng heard this, he took out the book and put it on the table. The meaning was self-evident.

The old man shook his head, "The records above are not entirely true. The history of Dacrossa Manor is much more complicated and darker than you think."

The old man took a deep breath, looked out the window with slightly cloudy eyes, and his thoughts began to go backwards, "It was a very terrible era, and it was so terrible that you can't understand it at all." The old man's lips trembled slightly, "People at that time regarded all disasters as Blame it on witches and say they can never be forgiven.”

"Witches were hunted in large numbers, but soon, people became more and more crazy, and they became red-eyed with killings. During the killing, the definition of witches became more and more blurred. In the end, even a woman with a mole on her chest was recognized as a witch. , tied to a tree and hanged alive."

"Everyone didn't trust anyone and reported each other. More and more people were implicated. At this time, some kind-hearted people stood up and began to use their own abilities to help these poor women in private."