Nightmare Attack

He seemed to notice something with his peripheral vision. He turned his head and saw a word written on the pushed-open iron door where he was. read

zero.

Is this the room number?

Jiang Cheng frowned slightly. He seemed to vaguely remember something, and some scattered pictures flashed through his mind.

But before he could think about it, he heard a strange rubbing sound.

The sound was not loud, and it seemed that the person who made the sound was very cautious.

He looked up and found a door in the corridor opened, and then, a small head poked out from inside.

"Zero?" A voice came. Although it was very low, it could not conceal the surprise.

It's a child, a boy.

I can't see his face clearly, but he seems to be about 5 or 6 years old.

"Zero?" Jiang Cheng thought for a moment, "This child seems to regard me as the owner of the room behind him."

He walked over calmly and could see numbers written on the boy's door. It's 4.

The boy in door No. 4 first looked around and found nothing unusual. Then he walked out from behind the door and tiptoed toward Jiangcheng. He quickly said: "Zero, why did you sneak out? If sir, you know." , you deserve to be punished again."

Although he said this, his tone sounded happy.

There seems to be a good relationship between the two.

"I" Jiang Cheng wanted to say something to stop him, but the other party didn't seem to doubt his identity at all, so he directly took his hand and walked in another direction.

Along the way, the doors on both sides of the corridor kept opening, and behind each door stood a child. They were different in height, short, fat, and thin. There were boys and girls.

"Zero is out?"

The news swept through this boring and cold place like a gust of wind, and these children carefully walked out of the room.

He noticed that each door had a corresponding number, starting from zero, No. 1, No. 2, No. 3, up to No. 12, and No. 13.

There were 14 doors in total. Except for the one he came out of, which was at the end, the other 13 doors were distributed on both sides of the cold corridor.

Like a bodyguard, guarding the door he walked out of.

Jiang Cheng stopped in front of a door. Unlike other doors, this door was open from the beginning. When he looked inside, it was empty.

And no one.

"No. 10" Jiang Cheng memorized this number.

Realizing that Jiang Cheng was looking into this door, the boy who walked out of door 4 with his hand also stopped and said in an envious tone: "Sir, he said that number 10 was the best and most controllable, so again Arranged for him to go out to play."

Hearing this, a girl next to her said angrily, "Humph! My performance is not bad, my aunt, but my husband is partial!" She raised her little fist, as if she was very powerful.

"No. 8, don't talk nonsense. Sir's orders are never wrong." It feels awkward to say such mature words in a childish voice.

Jiang Cheng turned his head and saw a taller boy. He could feel that the boy was also looking at him.

The tall boy seems to be older than most of the children, and his speaking and temperament are also different.

After being scolded, the girl who came out of door No. 8 stopped immediately, "No. 3." She pinched her waist and glared at the tall boy, "Don't talk to me in that tone, I don't want anyone to care about me! "

"Okay, okay, if you continue to make noise, you will attract your husband." The child coming out of door 4 threatened: "By then, all our plans will be ruined."

After hearing what No. 4 said, girl No. 8, who was about to have a big quarrel, instantly became silent. Several other children who were making noises also seemed to have been poured cold water on them, and the situation was immediately brought under control.

It can be seen that this person called sir is the absolute authority here.

And Jiang Cheng looked at the children around him. These children were not ordinary, otherwise they wouldn't be locked up in a place like this.

Jiang Cheng judged from experience that this should be a place like an orphanage.

Because these children are all dressed similarly, uniform blue and white striped plaid clothes, some have slippers, and some are barefoot.

The ground is a very cold cement floor. Normal people would not let their children step on the ground like this. Only orphans who are unwanted and uncared for can do this.

Obviously, these are abandoned children.

"Come on, don't be in a daze." Boy No. 4 urged, "Let's go to the old place."

After saying that, as if they had received an order, the group immediately lined up and headed in one direction. They walked very carefully and walked very lightly. After turning a few turns, they continued walking up the stairs.

Finally, they turned into a small, secluded room at the end of a corridor corner.

The room was empty, but there was a rare small window with no glass installed and only a few heavily rusted iron bars lying across it.

The wind outside blows in, bringing a touch of warmth.

As soon as they entered the room, a group of children turned around and closed the door as if they were guilty of committing crimes. Then they crowded around the narrow window and looked outside.

The taller and older children could barely restrain themselves, but the younger children squeezed their way to the front, held the windows open, and stared outside eagerly without batting an eyelid.

Jiang Cheng had only seen similar scenes in zoos, with small animals waiting to be fed, but the feeling was different.

Time passed by, and just when Jiang Cheng was tired of waiting, suddenly, the children burst out with a cry, and then turned around and ran out the door.

Jiang Cheng was squeezed and staggered around, standing there with a confused look on his face. After a moment, he walked to the empty window, looked out, and saw a figure walking into his sight.

He is also a child, wearing the same clothes as other children. He is slightly fat and carries a gray bag behind his back.

Jiang Cheng immediately confirmed the identity of the visitor. He should be the child in the empty door No. 10.

It seemed that those children were waiting for him.

Out of curiosity, Jiang Cheng turned around and walked towards the door.

When he met No. 10 for the first time, Jiang Chengyou was shocked by the scene. He could feel that No. 10 was more popular among this group of children, but he did not expect such a scene.

The fierce girl No. 8 saw No. 10 and pounced on him, hanging on him like a koala, "Wow! No. 10, you are finally back!"

"Hey, No. 8 is the best. Guess what gift I brought you!" No. 10 put down the bag behind him and squatted down to avoid crushing the girl, so he supported her with his hand.

Then, in the expectant eyes of girl No. 8, she took out a small thing from the bag with a smile, "Look!"

It's a small hammer not much bigger than a key pendant. It probably costs less than 10 yuan in some small commodity supermarkets.

"It's a hammer!" Girl No. 8 grabbed it and said excitedly.

Although he couldn't see their faces clearly and everything in this world seemed to be foggy, Jiang Cheng could feel the excited light in the girl's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, No. 10, like Santa Claus, took out a small worthless thing from the broken bag and distributed it to each child with a smile.

With every gift given out, a burst of cheers erupted from the crowd, and everyone gathered together. The scene was more lively than the Chinese New Year.

No. 4's gift was a mask. After he put on the mask, No. 10 picked him up from behind and put him on his shoulders.

No. 4 is like a knight, commanding No. 10 to chase other children.

I received a book on the 3rd and a short sword on the 6th.

Looking at these children, Jiang Cheng suddenly realized something. After No. 10 came back, the originally cold orphanage suddenly became like a home.