Nightmare Attack

"Fat man," Jiang Cheng's voice interrupted his speculation. When he recovered, he found that he had arrived in front of the second stone door.

The doctor and Chenran have separated from the intimate state of conjoined twins.

The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, occupied a terrain respectively.

"Wait for me outside," Jiang Cheng said in a habitual tone: "I want to go in with Brother Chen to do some things first. If I don't call you, don't come in and disturb our good deeds."

Hearing this, the fat man was stunned for a moment. His brain was still stuck on his previous guess and he could not react. However, out of trust in the doctor, he still nodded and said with a twitch, "Take your time, you two, don't be in a hurry, I can do it." wait."

Chenran grinned, stared at the fat man with squinted eyes, and said, "Then thank you, fat brother, for waiting."

"Why is he working so hard?" Jiang Cheng looked at Chenran sideways and shouted dissatisfied, "If it's hard work, it's also hard work for me!"

Chenran tilted his head, glanced at Jiang Cheng one more time, then left a look in his eyes, stopped talking, took a step back, turned around and ducked into the stone door.

Seeing that Chenran was gone, the fat man immediately ran to Jiang Cheng and said in an eager but low voice: "Doctor, will nothing happen if you go in by yourself? How can I feel inside?"

Jiang Cheng chirped, turned to the fat man with a concerned look on his face and said, "Don't worry," he patted his waist and bared his teeth: "Don't you know how powerful I am? I'm from a nightclub."

The fat man automatically blocked the next words, but he still advised the doctor to be careful. If something goes wrong, just shout loudly and he will run in to help.

"Stay smart here," the doctor stared at the stairs they walked up and suddenly spoke. The joking expression disappeared. He looked away and pointed to the place under his feet. After a few seconds, he said: "There is something down there. question."

The fat man slowly opened his eyes.

"Brother Hao," Chenran looked at Jiang Cheng who cautiously stepped in and said with a smile, "What are you doing? With me here, are you still worried about someone sneaking up behind the door?"

Jiang Cheng patted his clothes and apologized slightly, "Don't be offended, Brother Chen. I was bitten by a dog hiding behind the door when I was a child."

He looked around, and except for the old woman huddled in the corner, there was no sign of Su An anywhere.

Sue Ann is also missing.

But unlike the two people who disappeared before, they were sure that Su An disappeared in this room, and because he was seriously injured, it was impossible for him to leave here.

So the two of them looked at the trembling old woman in the corner at the same time.

It is self-evident who the murderer is.

Both of them are smart people. The information they obtained from the stone plate and the paintings carved with dark patterns on the stone pillars, coupled with their own judgment, is enough for them to reconstruct most of the plot.

It has to be said that the history of Blackstone Town is far more complicated than they thought before.

The story told by the "things" in Blackstone Town is a complete lie.

They are not Aboriginal at all.

Jiangcheng had long wondered, how could the aborigines on this isolated island create iron tools for use as weapons? Or mass production

They were invaders, invaders who came here in huge wooden ships.

Just like in the 15th century, those who landed in Plymouth, America on the "Mayflower" were Puritans who were not tolerated by the government at that time.

The first carving on the stone pillar records the origin of this group of invaders.

There were huge waves on the sea. This group of invaders probably discovered the island accidentally, or maybe they encountered a shipwreck and the wooden ship ran aground on the coast near the island.

The simple local aborigines received them kindly and gave them necessary food and shelter.

Soon, they became familiar with the local aboriginal people, the townspeople who were once the real Blackstone Town.

This is also what the second painting wants to express. Two groups of people dressed completely differently gather together. The background is the sea, and the figures are twisting, as if they are singing and dancing.

In the third painting, some people are cutting firewood in the forest, while others are climbing on and off a wooden boat stranded on the beach. It seems that they are helping to repair the ship.

But the strange thing is that whether they are cutting wood or repairing ships, they are all locals wearing strange costumes, while the outsiders who should be doing the work themselves are gathering in the dark and whispering.

From time to time he pointed in the direction of the forest.

Apparently, they found something.

And it was precisely because of this discovery that they were unwilling to leave Blackstone Town, but had other thoughts.

In the following paintings, the perspective is no longer single, but begins to jump one after another, and the brushstrokes become sharper and bolder.

On a pitch-black night, a long line of people gathered outside the town and set off quietly into the forest.

The reason why we can understand the intention of being silent until late at night is because the painter used contrasting techniques.

On the left is a procession entering the forest, while on the right of the same painting is a sculpture of a group of people lying on beds, sleeping soundly.

Those who enter the forest are indigenous people, and those who sleep soundly are naturally outsiders.

The aborigines deliberately chose to enter the forest quietly late at night, naturally to avoid the eyes and ears of outsiders. Moreover, several of them were carrying something similar to a wooden board.

There is a person lying on the wooden board.

A dead man with one arm hanging limply in the air.

Late at night, a group of townspeople quietly carried a dead man into the depths of the forest without lighting torches. It's strange to think about it.

But what's even weirder are the outsiders.

They were lying on the bed in different postures. Everyone was sleeping in a comfortable position, but there was a gap carved from top to bottom where the eyes were.

It has vertical eyes like a snake.

Of course they are not monsters. Jiang Cheng took a slow breath. He thought that the painter wanted to express that they were all awake and not asleep.

And fully aware of what's going on out there.

The following paintings also confirm this.

In the next painting, the perspective changes, much like a modern candid shot.

In the middle of the picture, a group of strangely dressed people gathered around the edge of a huge stone plate, holding hands. Some people kowtowed and some cried.

There was a man lying on the stone plate, motionless.

Immediately afterwards, a woman in a white dress slowly walked out from the stone plate. The depiction of this woman was much more detailed than the others, giving the impression that even the folds on the skirt could be seen clearly.

A town citizen came forward respectfully and handed her a container in the shape of a clay pot. After the woman took it, she raised the container high above her head and then suddenly tipped it over.

There is blood in the container!

Bright red blood!

This is not a guess, but the person who painted the painting covered this part of the painting with blood. The bright red color has not faded with the passage of time, and it is still red and dazzling.