Nightmare Attack

Chapter 123 What a pity
Even if he is not smart, he can still see that there is something wrong with Zhou Rong and Yin Zhiping in front of him. Even if they are not pretended by ghosts, they are corpses manipulated by ghosts.

Maybe the real Zhou Rong and Yin Zhiping died after stepping into this building.

But just as he turned around and didn't take a few steps, he suddenly stopped.

At some point, a dark shadow appeared on the empty stairs.

The pupils shrank slightly, and his heart seemed to be grabbed suddenly. Then, a strange thought flashed in his mind. Could it be this black shadow that the two people pointed at just now.

Before his thoughts came to fruition, just as the dark clouds parted and the bright moonlight spilled into the room through the broken window, Ben Fu finally saw clearly that it was not a shadow at all, but a crouching figure on the ground. people.

"Do you see who it is?" Zhou Rong lowered his voice.

Jiang Cheng, Chen Xiaomeng, and Jiang Zhongyi were all crowded behind the door. They didn't choose to open the door, but just opened a gap in the door and looked out through the gap.

Jiang Zhongyi's throat rolled up and down, and he said in an uncertain tone: "It seems. It seems to be Ben Fu."

He was on the night watch before. Compared with the last night watch in Jiangcheng, he was really hardworking. Every few minutes, he would carefully move to the door and observe outside.

Just 10 minutes ago, when he looked out again, he suddenly found a sneaky shadow.

However, due to the angle problem, after discovering the black shadow, before he had time to observe it carefully, the black shadow disappeared from his field of vision in a flash.

In a panic, he only vaguely remembered the back of the shadow, and judged it to be Ben Fu.

"What should I do?" Jiang Zhongyi habitually looked at Zhou Rong, and asked, "Do you want to notify others?"

Zhou Rong bowed his head in thought, but did not answer for the time being.

For Zhou Rong, he was more concerned about how Ben Fu dared to leave the room alone, or at night, and before leaving, the village chief specially emphasized not to go out at night.

Penfolds may be stupid, but he is by no means a fool, so there must be something wrong here.

"Mr. Yin," Zhou Rong seemed to think of something, suddenly raised his head and looked at Jiang Cheng, "What do you think?"

From just now, Jiang Cheng's expression became very unnatural, entangled, regretful, and even a bit of remorse. None of this escaped Zhou Rong's eyes, and he took advantage of the situation to think that maybe the former had discovered something.

Jiang Cheng rubbed his chin, and after a while, regretted, "It's a pity that the sweet potato is gone."

Zhou Rong: "???"

Jiang Zhongyi: "???"

Chen Xiaomeng: "I said he has a brain problem, you don't believe me"

Zhou Rong who calmed down tried to understand Jiang Cheng's words from another angle, "Mr. Yin," he swallowed, looked at Jiang Cheng and said quickly, "You mean Ben Fu."

"If the one just now was really Ben Fu, he either found some clue or was seduced by something." Chen Xiaomeng glanced at Zhou Rong impatiently, "but the result is the same."

Jiang Zhongyi's face turned pale. Everyone knew what Chen Xiaomeng was referring to.

"Of course, there is a second possibility," Chen Xiaomeng said coldly, "That Ben Fu just now was a ghost pretending to lure us out."

Jiang Zhongyi wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, thinking in his heart that this ghost might be thinking too much, it's so dark outside that he's going crazy.
"crunch-"

The noise made by the turning of the old door hinge was like a pair of scissors, which cut Jiang Zhongyi's soul at once. He stared wide-eyed, watching Jiang Cheng open the door, and then walked out.

Then came Chen Xiaomeng and Zhou Rong.

He hurriedly looked out, and found that the door of another room was also pushed open. Pei Qian, Yu Man, and Li Lu stood behind the door with very ugly faces.

Especially Li Lu, from such a distance, she could still see her body trembling.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Jiang Zhongyi ran after him.

Let him stay in the room by himself, it is better to kill him.

Now that things have become clear, it seems that the one who left is indeed the real Ben Fu, not a ghost pretending to be.

"I'm a very light sleeper," Li Lu in the crowd trembled, the heat from the stove couldn't dispel the chill in her heart, "I heard the wind outside, so I got up to see what was going on, but I didn't expect the door to open. Then Ben Fu he disappeared!"

After listening to Jiang Zhongyi's words, Pei Qian's face darkened, and after a while, he said, "Ben Fu must have been deceived by a ghost, I'm afraid it's more ominous than good."

In addition, everyone really couldn't find a reason for him to leave alone. After all, the mission has just begun, and it is impossible for him alone to find the key clues and directly clear the mission.

But it's too late to say anything now.

Fortunately, the people here are not newcomers. Although some people have emotional fluctuations in their eyes, in the final analysis, it is nothing more than pure sorrow for the death of a rabbit.

Dead people are common in nightmares. What everyone needs to do is to deduce the taboos in the mission from it, and then avoid becoming the next dead person.

The good thing about old players gathering is that no one will ask stupid questions like whether to find someone, and everyone gathers in a room to rest tacitly.

Close the door tightly, turn on the fire, and increase the number of vigil to two at the same time.

Shifts change every hour and a half to make sure everyone gets plenty of rest.

In this way, until dawn.

Zhou Rong didn't open the door until there were footsteps outside the door.

It was still the village head and the dark and strong man. The man was carrying a long pole with baskets hanging from both ends of the pole. It was covered with a thick cloth, and there was a faint fragrance coming out.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," the village chief was busy apologizing as soon as he came up, "The masters are all hungry, come here, eat something!"

Lifting off the thick cloth, there is a whole drawer of steamed buns underneath.

But it's not the usual white steamed buns, but light yellow ones. If you look closely, there are very rough bumps on them.

In this day and age, big flour and white flour should be a very luxurious thing. Even these miscellaneous grains are probably collected by the village chief from house to house.

After thanking everyone, they took the steamed buns and ate them. In the other box was a black jar, inside which was something like a gourd split in half, and something that could drink water was floating.

I felt like I was choking on steamed buns, so I went to drink some water.

Everyone ate and drank in silence, and no one spoke.

From time to time, the village head sized up a few people, opened his mouth a few times, but in the end, as if to cover up, he said a few polite words to prevaricate.

Chen Xiaomeng was leaning against the window alone, sipping steamed buns, looking at the village head from the corner of her eye from time to time. In fact, when the village head first appeared, she found that the village head was checking their numbers intentionally or unintentionally.

From time to time, he stretched his neck and glanced into the room.

He had already realized that there was one person missing, but he ignored him as if nothing happened, and Chen Xiaomeng's eyes gradually became more subtle.

(End of this chapter)