Nightmare Attack

Just when Xia Meng was about to continue speaking, the fat man took out a piece of cloth from his arms with trembling hands.

Xia Meng stared at him doubtfully.

The piece of cloth embroidered with rough stitches looked very familiar to her. After a moment, she realized that the piece of cloth was placed next to the pillow on the bed.

There is one on every bed.

Probably because the wooden pillows are too hard, people who are not used to them can sleep on them.

But at this moment, the fat man opened the cloth layer by layer, and there was obviously something inside.

Chen Qiang, An Xuan, and Xia Meng were all staring at this, especially the latter, who seemed eager to rush forward and help him open it.

Gradually, a round pearl appeared in his hand.

He held the pearl in both hands, as if he were caring for a work of art. The pearl exuded a round luster, but the only drawback was that there were some signs of breakage on one side.

It was as if it had been set on a piece of jewelry before, and then was broken off.

"This is"

"She gave it to me." Without hearing Jiang Cheng stop him, the fat man looked at the maid in the painting and said slowly: "It fell when I was moving her body."

This is a sentence that is not very fluent, but at this moment, when it comes from the fat man's mouth, it is inexplicably convincing.

After all, the pictures that appear in the paintings cannot lie.

There must be some connection between the fat man and the maid that they don't know yet.

Very close contact.

Xia Meng stared at the pearl in the fat man's hand, but had no intention of touching it. The mission was about to end, so she had to be cautious.

She was worried that after touching the pearl, the fat man in the painting might turn into her.

"This seems to have fallen from some jewelry." An Xuan raised his head, looked at the fat man and said, "It should be the reminder left by the maid for you."

An Xuan deliberately did not use the term "little beggar" to describe the girl, because he was worried that it would irritate the fat man.

But what he didn't know was that the latter didn't care.

In his eyes, the person who helped him, trusted him, and took the initiative to ask for steamed buns was the little beggar.

After thinking for a moment, An Xuan suddenly said: "Let's go." After that, he turned around and walked towards the door. The remaining people were obviously stunned for a moment.

"Where are you going?" Chen Qiang asked subconsciously.

"attic."

Jiang Cheng was the second to take action. He said as he passed by Chen Qiang.

There are many women's jewelry in Master Huang's attic, and the owner of these jewelry is obviously Xuanji.

The little beggar was caught and beaten to death after going to Master Huang's attic. Her body was just moved to the yard behind.

I think that when Butler Zhou and the others did this, they not only wanted to provoke them into taking action, but also wanted to divert their attention away from the attic.

After all, there are too many secrets hidden there.

An Xuan also dug out the real ancient book in the attic.

Moreover, the only time a ghost appeared during the day was on the bed in the attic. Master Liao Zhi paid the price with his life for his stupid behavior.

Thinking of this, everyone no longer hesitated, and the group took advantage of the night to arrive near Master Huang's attic.

It's quiet here, but this quietness makes people panic.

"Don't go through the door." Xia Meng half-crouched near the wall and whispered, "Follow me. I know a broken wall that I can climb into."

Everyone followed her tacitly, with Xia Meng walking at the front and An Xuan at the end.

Jiang Cheng followed Fatty silently all the way.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, several people climbed in along the broken wall. The sound of landing was almost negligible. An Xuan lowered his body and looked around warily.

The importance of tonight to them is self-evident, life or death.

But the same goes for Butler Zhou and the others. Since they also know the importance of the attic, why is there no one to guard it?

He wouldn't think it was an oversight.

People who can use it for several years, or even longer, will not make such stupid mistakes.

The only explanation is that there is a conspiracy.

Could the contents of the attic have been removed?

Suddenly, he felt someone touch him and turned his head. Under the moonlight, he saw a pair of sharp eyes, "Don't be distracted." Xia Meng said in a low voice.

Under the leadership of Jiang Cheng, several people came to the window that he and Anxuan master Liao Zhi had climbed into before.

No one knew anything about the area, so they planned to leave a few people outside to look for clues.

The fat man had to go in. He subconsciously looked at the doctor, who nodded.

"Be careful." Chen Qiang said softly.

The fat man carefully opened the window a crack and looked in through the crack. The light was dim, but he could still see clearly.

Jiang Cheng gently walked to the other window next to it, opened a gap, looked inside for a while, and then turned in.

On the first floor, there are still costumes everywhere, with only a little light shining through the gaps, and the surrounding shadows. From time to time, the wind will flutter the costumes, as if someone is standing there.

Jiang Cheng's body suddenly paused. The fat man was near the doctor. He immediately squatted down. He didn't dare to speak, he just asked with his eyes.

After a while, Jiang Cheng looked away, shook his head slightly at the fat man, indicating that it was okay, and then raised his chin to face the stairs.

After swallowing, the fat man tiptoed towards the stairs.

When the fat man stopped paying attention to him, Jiang Cheng's face turned ugly. He turned his head and stared at the clothes hanger in the middle of the first floor, something flowing in his eyes.

The bright red costume that had been hanging there was gone.

He didn't dare tell Fatty.

This is definitely not a good thing for him.

The wooden stairs were very old, and the handrails were rotten in many places, making an uncontrollable creaking sound when you stepped on them.

In the silent night, this sound is like a reminder of death.

Second floor, here we are.

This place was very unfamiliar to Fatty. He had never been here before, but what Jiang Cheng didn't expect was that not only was he not unfamiliar, but he also seemed to have a strange sense of familiarity with this place.

He pointed at the very large screen on the opposite side and signaled the doctor with his eyes. Jiang Cheng took a deep breath. Behind the screen was the human skin drum.

The teacher Liao Zhi died there.

Looking around bit by bit, a strange feeling fermented in Jiang Cheng's heart. There seemed to be something special around him.

But the strange thing is that after looking around, he couldn't find the source of this strange feeling.

But in the next second, Jiang Cheng stopped moving. Cold sweat broke out, instantly soaking his back, and his pupils suddenly shrank into slits.

"Seeing her rising from a high building, good things often go wrong. How many beauties have been mismatched? Couples are destined to be destined, and it is difficult to force them. How many happy and loving relationships will last forever?"

"How many Luanhuangs reward Luanhuang mates? How many purple swallows and yellow orioles call Tao by mistake? Meeting each other brings happiness and wisdom in life. Ask God, if you have a moment of love, it will be hard to bear even if you are afraid of not being rewarded."

"But if we have a son of the same heart, die in the same hole, and live in the same body, we will join the branches and share the grave, and my heart will be happy if we share the grave."

A strange drama sounded, and the waves turned, sad and resentful.

Right in his ear.