Nightmare Attack

In such a world, the danger of staying alone outside can be imagined. Even if they want to return to this haunted house after nightfall, it may not be easy.

Time passed by, and the work in everyone's hands was coming to an end little by little, but Lu Qin and Shaotong were still missing. The most important thing was that there was no news at all.

As the night went on, the atmosphere in the room became more and more subtle. Zhang Qizheng tentatively called Lu Qin's mobile phone. The call went through, but no one answered.

The same goes for Shaotong's mobile phone.

Something happened... everyone can be sure of this, but the question now is whether it was Lu Qin Shaotong who had the accident, or the ones who stayed in the Yin Mansion.

Shaotong Lu Qin didn't seem like someone who would be easily tricked. Thinking about it from another perspective, they probably found some key clues and knew that something was going to happen in the haunted house tonight.

Looking around, Jiang Cheng focused his attention on the paper bridge, as well as the nearby paper ingots and candles. If something was going to happen tonight, then it would most likely be during this exorcism ceremony for the fat man.

Jiang Cheng looked at Zhang Qizheng, who was frowning, and Tang Qisheng, who was busy beside him, "Mr. Zhang, Mr. Tang, how are you preparing the things you need tonight?"

Tang Qisheng stood up and wiped the sweat from his cheeks with the back of his hand, "It's almost done. The paper bridge has been set up. The ingots and candles are also ready. The water basin is ready-made in the Yizhuang. Now I just need Miss Li Bai's paper clothes, by the way." , and those pairs of boots, we all bought them in large sizes, and we will ask Brother Fugui to try them on with the paper clothes later.

At this time, the fat man had also accepted the reality. He squatted on the ground dejectedly, with an expression uglier than death. According to what Yao, Shun, and Yu had just introduced to him, he would soon wear paper clothes and a funeral attire, pretending to be a dead man. Then he had to walk on a paper bridge. Just thinking about that scene made the fat man want to cry.

Jiang Cheng checked the required items one by one and found no problems. Because they were not sure of the fat man's shoe size, Tang Qisheng and others specially purchased several pairs of boots of different sizes. The boots were made of leather and looked very strong. And the outside is covered with a thick layer of white paper.

The things in front of them were all discussed early on, and there were no problems in Jiang Cheng's memory, but Jiang Cheng just felt unsafe. He glanced at these things one by one, always feeling that something was wrong.

It wasn't until he took out the paper in his arms that they recorded the things they needed to exorcise evil spirits. It was specially left by Jiang Cheng. After comparing the two, he finally discovered the problem.

Li Bai, who came to his side, opened his eyes wide and his hair stood up in shock, "How...how could this happen?"

According to the records on the paper, the shoes they need tonight are called "funeral shoes", also known as "old shoes" or "funeral shoes". They are usually black cloth shoes, and funerary shoes must not be made of fur, and are even more taboo. With leather soles, such shoes will break through the Naihe Bridge and fall under the bridge, and be reincarnated as livestock in the next life.

After seeing the record on the paper, everyone was dumbfounded. Tang Qisheng even rubbed his eyes in disbelief. He personally selected the shoes, and as a folklore researcher, how could he make such a mistake? Finally, Tang Qisheng looked at Jiang Cheng nervously, "This... this is not my original intention! I did not mean to harm brother Wang Fugui, it is my memory... There is something wrong with my memory!"

"It has nothing to do with you. It's not just you. It's all our memories that have problems." Putting away the paper, Jiang Cheng said with a sullen face. He had already realized the problem.

Tang Qisheng didn't lie. Someone had modified their memory, and it was this false memory that drove them to buy the wrong shoes. He didn't react until he saw the words on the white paper clearly.

"It's these two guys, Lu Qin and Shaotong!" Zhu Jie gritted his teeth in hatred, "No wonder they don't dare to come back because they know something will happen tonight!"

Zhang Qizheng stomped his feet heavily at this moment, with an undisguised murderous intention on his face, "Wearing such shoes to cross the Yin Bridge, the rich little brother will definitely go there and never come back. Not only that, along this bridge, the other side of the bridge There’s no telling what kind of ghost is going to come out, Lu Qin Shaotong is not just after you guys this time, they want to kill us all!”

"I will kill them when we meet next time!" Yao Shunyu looked at those pairs of leather boots, and the anger in his heart had been suppressed to the extreme. The night watchman really had no good intentions.

Now everything is clear. Lu Qin and Shao Tong changed their memories. This ability is not terrible. The first time was at the inn at night, the second time was last night, and today. , these two men changed their memories at least three times, and the night watchman was definitely prepared.

As for the purpose, Jiangcheng Yougu Mohu guessed that the other party's willingness to spend such a large amount of money was definitely not just to kill them, but there must be a bigger plot behind it, and this plot was probably related to their so-called memory.

The ability to modify memory made him involuntarily think of Lin Waner, and he conducted a new round of examination of himself. Perhaps it was because Lin Waner had modified his memory so many times that when faced with the falsehood Lu Qin Shaotong created for himself, He could only be alert when he was memorizing, and he was also the first to notice that there was something wrong with the things he had prepared.

But now is not the time to think about this. How to let the fat man spend the night safely is the top priority. It is obviously too late to buy a pair of mourning shoes now.

"Mr. Zhang, are there any remedial measures now?"

Hearing this, Mr. Zhang pursed his lips and his eyes could not help but darken, "The role of mourning shoes is the same as paper clothes. They are both used to cover up the yang energy of living people. Without mourning shoes, how can living people step on it safely?" Crossing the paper bridge, let alone sending Gao Yanqing’s innocent soul to the underworld on the other side of the paper bridge.”

Hearing this, the atmosphere in the room froze for a moment. Fatty looked at the almost desperate eyes of Doctor Yao Shunyu and the others and wanted to say a few words of comfort, but he didn't know what to say.

"I have a way, maybe I can try it." After a long silence, Tang Qisheng suddenly said while hesitating: "But there is no guarantee that it will be successful, and the rich brothers will have to suffer some hardships."

"Speaking!"

"The purpose of wearing mourning shoes is to cover up the yang energy in the soles of a living person's feet. The middle toe of a living person's foot is open to yang and has the heaviest yang energy, so..." Tang Qisheng paused and looked at Jiang Cheng with a somewhat embarrassed look.

"So as long as the middle toes of his two feet are broken off, the yang energy can be temporarily covered up and those things will mistake him for a dead person, is that right?" Jiang Cheng asked.