Nightmare Attack

Chapter 1439 Disaster Catcher Girl

Hearing that the Marquis of Zhennan was also there, Tang Qisheng and Zhu Jie raised his eyebrows slightly. This was inconsistent with the clues brought by Jiang Cheng. If the Marquis of Zhennan was still in the mansion, what exactly was taken away in the coffin last night?

But now they couldn't help but think too much. A group of people followed General Yuwen to the outside of Fuzhong Yizhuang. At this moment, many people were already waiting outside the Yizhuang. A luxuriously decorated sedan was sitting in the center, covered with a huge gauze umbrella. It was getting late now and there was no sunlight. The people in the sedan seemed to be living in another world.

Through the gauze umbrella tent, one can vaguely see a figure sitting in the sedan chair. The figure is very thin, giving the impression that he is close to the Marquis of Zhennan.

Seeing this, Jiang Cheng quickly took a few steps forward, but was stopped by a guard on the side. The guard was armed with a sword and full of evil aura. Jiang Cheng did not rush in. He bowed far away in the direction of the person in the sedan and said loudly: "I have seen the Marquis."

The person in the sedan seemed to have heard Jiang Cheng's greeting, nodded slightly, and then waved his hand towards General Yuwen's position.

The people in the sedan expressed a feeling of weakness in their movements, as if their end was approaching.

Seeing the Marquis waving his hand, General Yuwen immediately led Jiang Cheng and his party to push open the gate of Yizhuang.

With a "squeak" sound, the old wooden door of Yizhuang was pushed open, and everyone's hearts immediately lifted. I don't know if it was because of the weather. At this time, Yizhuang looked more and more dilapidated, with withered vegetation around it. Hidden in the darkness, the spreading branches are like withered arms, pointing feebly at the sky.

The fat man looked around cautiously. It was clear that it had only been a day since he last came, but this village seemed to have been deserted for ten years. This was not just as simple as it seemed.

Everyone had a feeling similar to that of a fat man, as if something terrible had happened in this charity village after they left.

Thinking of the man who died mysteriously in this yizhuang, tonight's mission was cast with a gloomy shadow before it even started.

Suddenly, Zhang Qizheng, who was walking in the front, stopped, and everyone's breathing quickened.

After entering the gate of Yizhuang, there was a whole mourning hall not far away. At this moment, a "creeping" sound suddenly sounded in the originally silent and dim mourning hall, and at the same time, a shaky shadow was clearly reflected in the mourning hall. On the sticker on the door, it looks like a person who was lying down stood up.

Coco where is this place?

This is the righteous village of the Hou Mansion, and there are dead people lying inside!

The sight in front of him stopped General Yuwen, who was leading the way, but a few seconds later, General Yuwen's voice rang out, "Masters, don't panic. The mourners of Yizhuang are in the mourning hall. The masters will be tasked with the task tonight." arrange.

Although General Yuwen said it lightly, Jiang Cheng didn't look relaxed when he saw him, and General Yuwen's hand unconsciously touched the saber at his waist. This was a subconscious move to realize the danger.

General Yuwen spoke a few words quickly, then turned and left. As General Yuwen walked out of Yizhuang, the door was immediately closed from the outside.

At this time, apart from Jiang Cheng and others, the only people left in Yi Zhuang were the so-called mourners in the mourning hall.

As the candlelight flickered, the figures in the mourning hall became more and more illusory, as if another gust of wind would blow them away.

"Is the person here a human or a ghost?" Zhu Jie asked in a low voice, and the successive blows made her lose her sense of control.

Tang Qisheng frowned and turned his head to look at Jiang Cheng, "Mr. Jiang, the last time we came here, the woman who led the way seemed to have said that no one usually comes to this Yizhuang."

Jiang Cheng stared at the figure just one door away and nodded, "Yes, I remember that too."

"So the person behind this door is a ghost?"

The fat man had a mournful face. He felt that God was so unfair to him. He had just escaped from death last night, and he was the only one who was hit by the attack. Today, he was hit by a ghost again.

"Why are you panicking? I don't believe it. This ghost can kill us all as soon as we open the door." Although Lu Qin's face was ugly, her temperament was still calm. Even if there was such a ridiculous setting as opening the door to kill, she would still have a way not to die. that person.

"Yes, yes, yes, listen to Sister Qin. Sister Qin has experience." Shao Tong greeted in a low voice, fearing that his voice would be too loud to attract the attention of the things inside the door.

But before everyone could discuss who would be the one to open the door, the door of the mourning hall was opened, and a figure appeared in front of them.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this person's appearance and dress. This person was actually a woman.

"Come in."

The woman's voice was hoarse, and her eyes were like a pool of stagnant water. There was no emotion in her eyes as she looked at Jiang Cheng and the others.

However, the brief exchange of glances also made Jiang Cheng sigh in relief. He was 80% sure that the person in front of him was a person, not a ghost.

"It's strange, how come the person keeping watch is a woman?" The fat man couldn't help but muttered. It is a custom everywhere for women not to keep watch. To be more serious, it will ruin the feng shui of the family, especially in ancient times with strict rules. This is terrible Not a small thing.

Several people in Jiangcheng couldn't figure this out. On the contrary, Tang Qisheng's eyes moved thoughtfully, "Could it be the disaster girl?"

Li Bai's face changed suddenly when he heard this, but because everyone had already entered the mourning hall and was very close to the woman guarding the mourning, it was inconvenient to say some words.

The mourning hall was still the same, with dozens of corpses placed on dozens of wooden shelves. The corpses were covered with a layer of white cloth, and the putrid smell wafting in the air hit the nose.

The strange woman who was keeping watch led them straight to a corner of the mourning hall, which was the brightest place in the entire mourning hall. There were many white candles, which were burning faintly, making the tablets flicker in and out.

Several people in Jiangcheng are no strangers to this place. The tablets of General Guo and the late Madam are all here.

The woman knelt devoutly in front of the numerous tablets, kowtowed three times, then stood up and said indifferently to the people in Jiangcheng: "Kowtow."

No one dared to neglect, so the fat man kowtowed 8 or 9 times in succession. After all, if you don't hit the smiling person with your hand, ghosts would more or less obey the rules.

After kowtowing, the vigil woman led everyone to an open space, where several shabby futons had been placed. Everyone followed suit and sat down cross-legged.

"Tonight your task is to replicate the scene 10 years ago, dressing up as the Marquis of Zhennan to steal the hydrangea from my young lady." The woman said.

Yao, Shun, and Yu wanted to use clichés, so they deliberately tried to confuse them, "May I ask who your young lady is?"

Unexpectedly, the woman didn't pay attention at all, as if she hadn't heard anything, and continued: "Tonight, at midnight, my lady will appear in the backyard of the Yin Mansion. She will be carrying an hydrangea. The hydrangea contains my lady's birthday and horoscope. Find a way to steal the hydrangea, and your mission tonight will be over."