Nightmare Attack

It was already dark outside, and Jiang Cheng and others were gathered in the living room. Everyone lowered their heads, with indescribably weird expressions on their faces.

Two bodies lay on the ground, their faces covered with clothes.

"Why is this happening?" Zhao Xingguo slumped on the ground, as if he had not yet come out of the shock. Less than two days after they entered this world, he was the only one left in his team.

Of the two corpses, one was naturally Pandu, and the other was Linghu Yong.

"What else do I want to ask you?" Fu Fu sneered and asked in a dissatisfied tone: "You still lead a team to do this, you can't even look down on one person."

"Forget about dead people. You can't recognize a living person. Don't you have eyes?" Although Fu Fu was young, she didn't mean to respect Zhao Xingguo at all.

"Say less." Luo He said.

His tone was calm, and there was no other emotion in his eyes when he looked at Zhao Xingguo. Rather than pitying Zhao Xingguo, he was more disdainful of his communication.

"First, let's talk about what happened to you there." Jiang Cheng looked away, his eyes passing over Luo He's calm face, and finally stopping on Huaiyi and the others.

Huaiyi seemed to have received some kind of instruction and recounted their experience. It was Linghu Yong's body that they found in the last and largest room.

When the body was discovered, he was lying on the luxurious bed, with his hands folded together and flat on his chest, with a strange smile on his face.

Same as the previous victims found.

What is even more chilling is what is exposed after the decorative painting on the door falls off.

It was a photo with yellowed corners.

There is a man standing in the center of the photo, his body twisted forward strangely, his hands like chicken claws raised, and his body is covered with ragged wounds.

There was no flesh and blood in the wound, only dry grass, as if a piece of human skin was draped on a straw man.

It's Linghu Yong.

With this discovery, they found photos behind the decorative paintings on every door in the hallway.

There are men and women in the photos, and they all appear to be members of the Feng family.

The moment they saw Linghu Yong's photo and body, they immediately realized that the Jiangcheng team was in danger.

Because not long ago, the two teams just separated.

But in order to avoid alerting the enemy, everyone did not use any lighting equipment. Instead, they calculated the time and gathered together at 2 o'clock in the morning to start taking action.

Because of the poor lighting, they could only get a vague overview. At that time, they remembered that there were 10 people in total, 5 people in one team.

"Could it be that Linghu Yong was already dead at that time and Linghu Yong who was in the team was a ghost?!" Pi Ruan seemed to have realized this. When he looked at the corpse on the ground, his pupils couldn't stop trembling.

"You can say that." It was Lin Waner who spoke. She glanced at the other corpse lying on the ground, "It's Pandu."

Similar to the experience of the Luohe team, Jiangcheng and the others did not encounter the strange fog, but arrived at their target area smoothly.

In Jiangcheng's plan, Liu Laizi should live nearby.

After all, his legs and feet are not good and his range of motion is not very wide.

But during the search, they encountered a problem. This area seemed to be a place where servants lived, so there were many rooms and they were very dense, with various low and uneven paths interspersed among them.

Not long after, they actually got lost inside.

After walking far away, Jiang Cheng stopped and realized that they were not simply lost.

He has a good memory and his chosen direction is fixed.

According to the distance they have traveled, they must have left Feng Mansion now.

The problem is not the road under their feet, but themselves.

Someone sneaked in, right next to them.

Just like in the gold mine tunnels.

He calmly began to look at the people around him. Counting him, there were five people in total. Everyone's face was very familiar, and there was no flaw in it.

He excused himself to be on guard and retreated to the back of the team, continuing to observe until a hand waved in front of his eyes.

Lin Wan'er stretched out a hand and pointed at the ground. After a moment, Jiang Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he nodded his chin as usual.

Just now, a group of them stepped through a puddle, so everyone left a wet, muddy footprint on the ground after walking through.

But among the many footprints, there were actually a few barefoot footprints. The footprints were relatively small and looked like children.

This small footprint followed Linghu Yong crookedly, and judging from the distance between the footprints, it seemed as if it was clinging to his back.

"Everyone, please be careful." The fat man's voice came, very low. His thick neck was tucked into his collar, and his small eyes were squinting, seemingly very alert, "There's something wrong around here."

"Okay." Linghu Yong, who was next to him, curled up and responded.

Just when Jiang Cheng noticed something strange behind Linghu Yong, a strange feeling came over him, and he felt dazed for a moment.

The next second, when he opened his eyes again, before he could see the scene in front of him clearly, he heard the fat man suddenly scream, "Fuck! What is going on?!"

In his sight, a straight and stiff body stood in front of him, still walking with its back to him, but the owner of the body had changed.

It wasn't Linghu Yong, but Pandu who should have died on the bed in the room.

"So, after the ghost was seen through, the illusion disappeared." Luo He analyzed: "It's the same as before."

In the tunnel, it was Luo He who also saw through the ghosts who had infiltrated among them, but in a different way. He dialed Na Ruhu's phone number.

Pandu wasn't like a ghost, the thing clinging to his back was.

He is a puppet at best.

"It's a pair of small footprints. It seems that this ghost should be a child." Huaiyi touched his chin and said, "Or the form shown is that of a child."

"By the way, we were attracted into that room by a burst of singing." Huaiyi continued: "It was the song "Sakura Falls""

Ballads that only circulated in Yoko's hometown, straw men, making wishes, the god whose temper is unpredictable, plus the new children's footprints that appear now

It seems that there are more and more clues, but they all point to the temple in a foreign country. The remaining time will definitely not be enough to support their journey to the East.

"Could it be possible?" the fat man asked in a low voice, "is there something wrong with that temple? What is worshiped there is not a god at all, but a ghost?"

"That ghost came over with the Oriental people and traveled across the ocean."

At this point, the fat man paused and scratched his head. He seemed to think that what he said was not specific enough, but he didn't know what to say.