Nightmare Attack

Chapter 126 Chapter 126 Believers

"Help!" Jiang Cheng shouted without hesitation.

The original peaceful atmosphere was broken, and there were several footsteps approaching here immediately.

The dark man arrived first because he had just walked not far away.

He stared at a man and a woman in front of the pool with his black and white eyes wide open, with a puzzled look on his face.

At this moment, Jiang Cheng turned his head slowly and met Chen Xiaomeng's unwilling eyes. She had already retracted her legs at this moment, and she had no intention of kicking Jiang Cheng into the pool at all.

"What's going on?" The village chief and his party finally rushed over out of breath, and asked in horror when they saw the two people by the pool.

He began to regret bringing everyone here. It looked gloomy here, so nothing happened.

"It's nothing," Jiang Cheng replied calmly, "I just saw a woman's face in the middle of the pool. Now that I think about it, I might have misread it."

Although he said it easily, the village chief obviously didn't think so, he became tense, his lips trembled, "a face"

"Yes, a woman's face," Jiang Cheng turned to look at Chen Xiaomeng after finishing speaking, but gradually, as if he had discovered something, his pupils shrank and his face distorted.

Everyone noticed the strangeness in Jiang Cheng's expression, and they all followed him and stared at Chen Xiaomeng.

But they naturally couldn't see anything unusual.

At the moment when the latter was stunned, Jiang Cheng screamed, "Oh my God! Her face is exactly the same as the one in the water!"

As soon as this remark came out, the crowd was silent for a few seconds, and then it was like a frying pan.

The dark man closest to Chen Xiaomeng, Jiang Zhongyi, took a big step back at the same time like a conditioned reflex, and the village chief reacted even faster than the two of them. As soon as he dropped the crutch, he turned and ran away.

It wasn't until he got behind Pei Qian that he regained some sense of security.

He took the crutch handed over by the man, leaning on the crutch with one hand, and turned his back with the other hand, leaning forward slightly, with a calm and serene expression.

In a moment, he changed back to the appearance of the village chief.

"Little master!" The village head's pupils jumped, and he suddenly realized, and then lowered his voice, and asked: "Are you sure you read it right? The face in the pool is indeed this girl."

"Oh," Chen Xiaomeng sneered, "Where is the stele with the curse on it if you want to believe what this lunatic says? I want to see the stele."

The prudent Pei Qian also seemed to have seen the delicate relationship between Chen Xiaomeng and Jiang Cheng, so he didn't hold on to this matter at the moment, but turned around and let the village chief lead the way to find the stele.

Stepping on stones with moss growing under their feet, everyone walked very carefully. Just like that, within a few minutes, a group of people came under a giant tree.

The giant tree is extremely majestic, as thick as four or five people hugging each other.

Looking up, the canopy covered the sky and the sun, and everything covered under the canopy was blurred, leaving only a light black outline.

The dense vines wrap up along the tree, like a huge net.

The village chief swallowed, and walked forward alone, using the crutches he was carrying to pull somewhere under the tree. After a while, several dead plants were pushed aside, revealing a corner of the stele.

Although the stele is in the dark, its whole body exudes a strange blue light. As soon as everyone approached it, a strange feeling appeared in their hearts at the same time.

This feeling is not unfamiliar to everyone. In the previous missions, some important clues will give you a similar feeling.

It seems that there is nothing wrong.

Zhou Rong's eyes became hot.

After cleaning up the plants attached to the stone tablet, the blood words exposed behind the stone tablet are shocking.

The handwriting was scribbled, and some overlapped together, indicating that the person who wrote it at that time had no extra energy to proofread. According to the village chief, Zhao Xiangmei was almost blind at that time.

The bloody characters on the stele have been fresh for a long time, as if they were just written with a brush dipped in blood. Just staring at these bloody characters, you can feel Zhao Xiangmei's despair and resentment at that time.

After watching for a long time, I felt dizzy in my head.

"In the end, Zhao Xiangmei's body was found in front of the stele. When she was dying, her hand was still on the stele." The village chief stood to one side, with an indescribable expression on his face.

Jiang Zhongyi stood alone far away from the stele, and the palpitations had not subsided. He put one hand into his clothes and kept drawing the sign of the cross on his chest.

He is a devout believer.

But he was not devout a long time ago, but recently, to be more precise, he only became so devout half a month ago, after he came out alive from the last book.

He clearly remembered that his last mission was in a Catholic church.

On the way to be chased by the ghost at the end, it was the huge cross on the top of his head that fell down, slightly slowing down the ghost's action, so that he survived.

It was also from then on that he felt that his heart, which was lost in the nightmare, finally found his belonging. He stepped into the hall of the Lord and was sheltered by the Holy Light.

The power of mortals is unattainable. Only by relying on the power of light can we fight against demons.

Chen Xiaomeng knelt on one knee in front of the stele, touching the stele with one hand, from top to bottom, her face was cold, she couldn't tell what she was thinking.

Suddenly, Chen Xiaomeng's expression changed.

"The village head," she turned her head and asked, "Did someone in the village ever plan to destroy the stele?"

The village chief was stunned for a moment, and after a long while, he said, "That's right, after the news of the curse got out, all the men in the village who were still panting were in danger. Later, 7 or 8 strong men were selected, and they specially found a On a sunny day, bring tools, black dog blood, a big rooster, etc., and go up the mountain to destroy the stele."

"They thought that if the stele was destroyed, the curse would be broken," said the village head, choked up. Slowly, he raised his head, his eyes were red, "The person who took the lead...is my elder brother."

"What happened to them afterwards?" Li Lu asked in a low voice.

"They disappeared," the village chief rubbed his red eyes, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to deepen. "The corpses were also found near the town later. The scene was very tragic."

"Where are their bodies buried?" Jiang Cheng asked suddenly.

Zhou Rong opened his mouth slightly, but closed it quietly again. He also thought of this problem. After all these years, the number of people in the village who were killed by Zhao Xiangmei is probably not a small number.

But they did not find a cemetery near the village.

Hearing this, the village chief's complexion became even worse.

At this time, the messenger man who followed suddenly spoke. He had a bitter face, like a pissed off daughter-in-law, "Whoever dares to set up a cemetery, it will be over after a big fire."

"If any family dares to collect the bones for burial, not only will the cemetery be opened up the next day, but even the bones will be thrown everywhere, and then..." He turned cold, "The living people of this family will also be in bad luck. .”

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