Nightmare Attack

At night, Linxian Village.

An old building stands by the lake. The building seems to have been abandoned for a long time. The cement wall is covered with spiderweb-like cracks. The door is ajar, and light shines through the cracks.

A figure wrapped in gray cloth walked on the path from far to near, holding a candlestick in his left hand. The flames on the candlestick swayed in the wind, like a dying old man, giving people the feeling that the next second will go out.

What is really surprising is that the flame is not the usual bright orange, but a faint and miserable green, like a ghost eye, revealing something strange everywhere.

The man holding the candle stopped in front of the door of the building and stretched out his hand. Before he could knock on the door, the door opened by itself with a "squeak" sound. The man holding the candle hesitated for a moment and walked in.

The view inside the building is very poor, filled with a light blue mist. The mist surges slowly, as if there is life.

If Jiang Cheng had seen this scene, he would have immediately realized that the green mist was the same as that on the bus, but the man holding the candle continued to walk on the unknown road as if it was commonplace.

The moment the candlestick in his hand came into contact with the cyan mist, the originally faint candle flame became intense. As the light became stronger, the surrounding scene became clearer.

At least from the inside, this place is definitely not a dilapidated cement building, because there are brand-new floors on the ground. As the candle holder walked forward on the floor, more and more scenes came into his eyes.

There are people here, lots and lots of people.

Sitting around tables, drinking, singing, and giving orders. The space here is much larger than it looks from the outside. There is even a larger space in the middle where scantily clad dancers dance to add to the fun. There are also people nearby. There are specialized gambling stalls and a troupe of musical instruments. In short, this is a rare gold-selling cave in the world.

But the really weird thing is that there is absolutely no sound here, yes, because everything here is still!

The wine glass he held paused in mid-air, the posture of his fisting hand did not change, the graceful figure of the dancing girl had also been frozen, and even the expressions on people's faces had been frozen.

Everyone was smiling, smiling with all their might, and their smiles were also frozen.

Smiling faces loomed in the blue mist, but no sound was heard. The strange scene was completely beyond words.

The candle-bearing man walked past these wax figure-like people with an expressionless face, as if he was not surprised, because he knew these people, and even knew quite a few of them.

Without exception, they are all disciples, and there are even high-level disciples who have been famous for a long time.

But at this moment, these people are dead. To be precise, they have become puppets at the mercy of others. In the real world, most of these people are defined as dead or missing.

The candle bearer continued walking until he stopped in front of a table.

This table is not big, with only 9 seats. Currently, 6 people are sitting there, and 3 seats are still empty. The main seat is a handsome man.

The man is probably in his early 30s. His pupils are silver, very light in color, and they have rare double pupils. Just staring at these eyes makes you feel like you are being swallowed up.

And the most important thing is that the man with silver eyes is different from anyone here. He is alive because... this is his world.

The man holding the candle looked at other locations. Apart from the president, there were five puppets left here. He also knew the identities of the puppets very well. The man with the sword in the middle was the Crazy Sword Immortal, followed by the Evil Scholar, the Gu Granny, and Blind cobblers, skinners, all high-level disciples, some of whom were notorious even many years ago.

But now, they all have become distinguished guests in this building.

wrong.

It’s just a ghost guest!

Bingzhuren looked at the silver-eyed man and spoke carefully, "These guys are barely qualified. In order to round up this crazy swordsman, we lost many good men. With their help, your injuries should be alleviated." Quite a few.”

"It's not enough, their quality is too poor." There was no emotion in the silver-eyed man's tone. Even Zhu Zhuren, who was used to such conversations, couldn't help but feel a chill running down his spine.

The silver-eyed man slowly shifted his gaze and stared at the other three empty seats. "Uncle Ghost, you know, what I really want are these three people."

After hearing the word "Uncle Ghost", Bing Zhuren's tight mouth relaxed slightly. He naturally knew who the three people the president was talking about were. If nothing else happened, the people sitting here should be Lin Wan'er and Luo He. , and the man who deceived them and has now become unrecognizable.

Thinking of that man's deception, Bing Zhuren felt itching with hatred, and...and Lin Wan'er, this damn woman, he had never completely trusted her, but he just didn't have a more suitable candidate.

If I had known this, I should have listened to this old guy, the presiding judge, and let him kill her and seize her door!

"It's really a pity, we almost... almost killed them all." Bingzhuren's face was gloomy, "It was all because of that guy named Wu who ruined our affairs, and the old guy who was the presiding judge also died in his hands.

"His abilities are somewhat similar to yours, Mr. Chairman. We should kill him before he grows up. This is my dereliction of duty." Zhu Bingren lowered his voice, "According to reliable information, he has swallowed at least 10 strange... The door, the growth rate is really scary, with him by our side, we want to..."

Before the candle bearer could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a calm voice, "These doors are not a problem, the real problem is that door." The silver-eyed man's eyes were cold.

Bingzhuren took a deep breath and nodded, "Xia Tan's door."

"I tried to restrict him in the dream, but his ability exceeded my expectations, and the degree of integration between him and Xia Tan's door was much better than I thought. Our previous intelligence was wrong, and now it is not complete It was Xia Tan's door that restricted him, they were taking advantage of each other," the silver-eyed man recalled.

Things are also getting tricky for the Night Watchmen. In terms of overall strength, the Night Watchmen are naturally unable to compare with the state machinery. Their strength is their ability as disciples. But now, although Xia Tan is dead, another one has popped up, and another one has just appeared. Gong Zhe, who was about to lose his mind and at the peak of his strength, kept causing trouble for them outside.

"What's the latest news?" The silver-eyed man rubbed his temples. His injuries kept coming back, and he had been getting better recently by swallowing a lot of doors.

Hearing this, Bingzhuren hesitated for a moment, and just as he was about to speak, he saw the silver-eyed man looking at him, "Uncle Ghost, I trust you the most. You know, I want to listen to the truth."

At this time, Bingzhuren immediately retracted his prepared words and did not dare to hide any more, "Our plans are progressing steadily, even with Gong Zhe, he is just like the Xia Tan before, he is a life-threatening lunatic!"

"The previous head of the executive department was his friend. Gong Zhe didn't know where he got the news. He almost killed all the people who participated in the hunt for the head of the executive department and everyone who had participated in it."

"The news came yesterday that the person in charge of the Southern Region and the dozen or so disciples accompanying him were intercepted during the transfer and were all killed. Judging from the scene, it was also Gong Zhe who did it. He doesn't care about being detained at all now. Backlash, he is killing like crazy, not just people related to the previous executive director, he wants to kill everyone who is ours.”

"Because we focus on planning now, we didn't concentrate on killing him. Otherwise, how could he be so rampant by himself?!" Bingzhuren said angrily.

The silver-eyed man nodded and exhaled, "Everything will be carried out according to the original plan. Don't distract your energy because of him alone. Don't ruin our big event and let him kill us. We just lost some insignificant people. Look at his condition. He doesn't have much time."

"A dying person is nothing to worry about."

"That's right, as long as we don't mess up, it's their turn." Bingzhuren agreed.

"Is there any news outside?" the silver-eyed man asked, "I mean around here, it has been quiet for too long."

Bingzhuren naturally knew what he meant, and gradually showed a strange expression. Then he turned his head and looked behind him, as if he could penetrate here and see the scene outside clearly, "Yes, it's so peaceful. Since we arrived It has been here for some time, but the nearby secret sentry reports that there is indeed no sign of a large number of disciples gathering. "

"According to Lin Wan'er's intelligence capabilities, they should be able to detect signs that we have ordered to assemble. Based on the movements of those disciples, they should be able to trace them here soon."

"They know I'm injured. This is a perfect opportunity. I don't think they will miss it easily." Although his tone was calm, there was an undisguised murderous intent in the silver-eyed man's eyes.

"I can't figure this out. Could it be that they are overly motivated and unable to do so? After all, President, your dream is not that easy to escape. Lin Waner, Luo He, that damn No. 1, they all suffered. Unknown injuries, not to mention Lin Wan'er, Luo He was directly destroyed, and the traitor No. 1, although he noticed something was wrong at the last moment, opened the space channel, and sent away the ice seals used to deal with us. Disciple, but due to the limitations of his strength and the scene, he was unable to exert his 100% ability. This was all too forced.”

"Our news said that they found some corpses in the Xixieming Mountains, all of which belonged to the Frozen Disciples. Judging from the signs on the scene, they encountered time and space turbulence. You also personally tested the physical condition of No. 1, at least In terms of physical condition, No. 1 has no chance to lie. He is at the end of his strength. I think this time and space turbulence will be enough to kill him, and he will never appear again. "

Hearing what Bingzhuren said, the silver-eyed man frowned, "Not necessarily, after all, his body hasn't been found yet. It's too early to say this now."

"President, what should we do next?" Bingzhuren asked.

A few seconds later, the silver-eyed man's voice sounded, "Wait, they didn't move, and neither did we. They are the ones who are worried now. Have the things you arranged for us come to fruition?"

Being stared at by the silver-eyed man, Bingzhuren felt uncomfortable all over, but he still answered bravely: "Don't worry, everything has been arranged. I went there myself. This time we deliberately exposed some people to them, They also revealed some information that is difficult to distinguish between true and false. Judging from the current situation, they already believe it.”

"The disciples who were exposed have all been monitored. Most of the people used for surveillance are ordinary disciples. It should be the guy from Luo Yunshan who is responsible for this. It is the secret army he formed. This thing that has no oil or salt can do it. After that, I will take people to clean them up personally, as well as those idiots in charge of the Luo family." Bingzhuren's eyes were fierce.

"Luoyunshan is nothing to worry about, what about the others?"

"The situation of the others is not completely clear yet. It is certain that Luo He has been crippled. Use his body to exert your strength. His door has never been so squandered. But Lin Wan'er's whereabouts are unknown. Now I only know that she is still alive, but whether she is still in the town needs to be investigated. "

"Huh--" The silver-eyed man leaned back in his chair. After a moment of silence, he suddenly asked: "That guy named Wu, is there any news about him?"

Bingzhuren looked embarrassed, "No, not yet. Our people don't dare to get too close. As you know, he..."

The silver-eyed man naturally knew that although Wu was not completely confused in the dream he created, the other party had to forcefully break through the barrier he had set up several times and paid a huge price, so he must be cultivating himself now.

Bingzhuren waited for a moment, but did not hear the silver-eyed man continue to speak, so he asked cautiously: "Then you have been staying here to heal your wounds recently, or should you change a place? I think it is good to leave an illusion here, otherwise if something happens thing……"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he said this, the other party suddenly laughed. Bingzhuren couldn't help but take a breath. The man with silver eyes would smile, but this time his smile looked very strange. "Don't worry, nothing will happen." It doesn’t matter, I’m already prepared. I’ll stay here and won’t go anywhere, and...it doesn’t matter even if they don’t show up. In short, I will meet them again soon,” the silver-eyed man said with a smile. Really...really looking forward to that day coming soon,"

Suddenly, the person holding the candle felt the momentum around him change. This feeling may be very unfamiliar to others, but to the person holding the candle, it was indeed familiar deep in his bones.

Because...because this is the aura of the old president!

Perhaps to set off something, or to explain, slowly, the silver-eyed man turned his head and looked in another direction, where the mist was filled and had a sticky texture, as if something was slowly surging.

Gradually, the man holding the candle opened his eyes wide, and saw the fog slowly receding, and then revealed a huge car body hidden in the fog. It was an old bus, with stains on it, as if it had come from a previous period of history. Drive over here.

"It doesn't matter if they don't come. I will wait for them, waiting for them on this bus." The silver-eyed man looked at the bus, his eyes gradually turning into nothingness.