Nightmare Attack

Chapter 146 Strangely Exciting

"Grumpy"

Jiang Cheng's stomach growled in disbelief, awakening the hunger that Chen Xiaomeng had finally suppressed. They didn't eat anything all day except for some porridge in the morning.

The village chief and the others seemed to have forgotten about them. After all, they were just tools used to block guns, and they were not experts.

It is not worthwhile to waste food on them.

Just as Chen Xiaomeng was about to rest for a while, waiting to take action at night, Jiang Cheng walked to his sleeping position, then groped under the quilt a few times, and two very large sweet potatoes appeared in his hands.

Chen Xiaomeng's eyes widened in shock.

"Fortunately, I hid two last time." Jiang Cheng said with satisfaction, holding a sweet potato in one hand.

Carefully placing the sweet potato by the stove, Jiang Cheng added a few pieces of charcoal to it, and then squinted his eyes to warm up by the stove. The warm fire warmed his body.

After Chen Xiaomeng swallowed, she also walked over to him and sat down.

The two were not worried about the villagers raiding.

It's night now, and it's too late for them to hide, and don't forget, this is the Qian family's compound, and ghosts have already killed countless people here.

The fire was very hot, and after a while, the sweet potatoes were charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

Chen Xiaomeng didn't need Jiang Cheng to greet her, she wrapped her hands with a piece of cloth, and then picked out the sweet potato that looked tastier, Jiang Cheng slowed down a step.

The two of them were obviously very hungry. Chen Xiaomeng was more reserved and ate the flesh from the sweet potato rind very cleanly, while Jiang Cheng even ate the sweet potato rind.

After eating the one in his hand, he stared at the small half of sweet potato in Chen Xiaomeng's hand.

When the latter found out, he stuffed all the remaining sweet potatoes into his mouth, and while chewing with puffed cheeks, he looked at Jiang Cheng with a victorious attitude, as if saying that you can give up now.

Fortunately, the village chief and the others left half a jar of water last time, otherwise they would have to worry about being thirsty.

"What time do you leave?"

Chen Xiaomeng, who was satiated and leaning against the wall, didn't even find Jiang Cheng's face so annoying anymore.

"Wait a little longer, until everyone in the village is asleep." Jiang Cheng poked the charcoal fire in the stove with a wooden stick to loosen the inside, so that the combustion would be more complete.

In this era, there are no mobile phones, let alone the Internet, and the barren nightlife is beyond the imagination of modern people, so after tossing enough in bed at night, they can only sleep obediently.

The black sky is like an iron pot turned upside down on the ground. It makes people feel suffocated after looking at it for a long time.

The village under the night is as quiet as dead.

They have stayed in the village for so long, but they have never heard the sound of a cock crowing or a dog barking.

In this old mountain village named Xiaoshijian Village, there seems to be only a group of people who live in fear every day and linger on their last breath.

Guessing that it was almost time, Jiang Cheng woke up Chen Xiaomeng, who was pretending to be asleep or really asleep, and the two of them checked their belongings and pushed open the door.

Leaving the Qian's compound, the two walked along the way they had come in the afternoon, and quietly appeared outside the courtyard of Honghong's house.

They walked very carefully along the way, did not disturb anyone, and did not make any noise.

Chen Xiaomeng seemed to have experience in stalking and anti-stalking. When she arrived outside the courtyard of Honghong's house, she nodded seriously to Jiang Cheng and said that no one was following her.

The courtyard door is made of wood, the surface is very rough, no matter it is opened or closed, it will make a friction sound, so the two decided to go directly over the wall.

It is said to be a courtyard wall, but it is actually a row of low fences.

Chen Xiaomeng took a run-up, jumped over the fence with her hands on her hands, her figure disappeared in the air, very neatly, and there was almost no sound when she landed.

When she looked back at Jiang Cheng, she found that the latter had found a broken fence, and then squirmed in from side to side with her face almost touching the ground.

But when he found that Chen Xiaomeng was looking at him, he immediately seemed to be a different person. He stood up and patted the dirt on his body while pretending to straighten his waist, as if he also jumped in just now.

They tiptoed to the door of the room. There was also a wooden door, and there was light reflected through the crack of the door.

The two leaned closer to the crack of the door and peeped in.

The space inside the house is not big, and the layout is very simple. There is only a low wooden table on the top of the kang. light, mending clothes.

There is also a large dustpan made of bamboo on the kang, which contains a pair of large black iron scissors, needles, threads, and cloth heads.

It seemed that it was because of the cold that the woman was still half covered with a quilt.

There is a heating stove in the middle of the house. The surrounding of the stove is clean, and it seems that it has not been used for a long time.

Everything in this room spoke of the poverty of the family.

A woman should be Hong Hong's mother.

They haven't seen Honghong and the grandma Honghong is talking about for the time being, but it's so late, they should be asleep, and there is more than one room in this yard, they may be next door.

Chen Xiaomeng put her hand on the door, her eyes changed slightly, she was already ready to rush in.

Suddenly, she felt a finger poke her.

Turning his head, it was indeed Jiang Cheng's mean face.

He pointed to the room, then to himself, mouth-shaped to Chen Xiaomeng, without making a sound, "Let me go in first."

"Why?" Chen Xiaomeng gestured with her eyes.

Jiang Cheng licked his lips, blushed, leaned over and whispered, "It's the first time I've broken into a widow's door at night, and it's very exciting."

Chen Xiaomeng: "."

Taking advantage of the darkness, Chen Xiaomeng could clearly see the excitement on Jiang Cheng's face.

In the next second, Jiang Cheng exerted force with his wrist, and instantly pushed the door open. Then, before the woman who was mending clothes could react, he rushed forward and grabbed her by the throat.

The huge inertia even brought the woman's entire body backwards, hitting the cabinet behind her.

Because of the cushioning of the quilt, the sound I heard was similar to the muffled sound of a Xinhua dictionary being dropped on the ground.

After Chen Xiaomeng came in, she immediately turned back and closed the door.

Jiang Cheng didn't intend to let go of his hand, he looked down at the woman's face that was gradually turning blue due to suffocation, and there was no expression on her cold face.

The woman was terrified, her body kept shaking, she had lost the strength to resist and think, all she could do was stare wide-eyed in horror.

"Next, I want to ask you a few questions," Jiang Cheng's voice was flat and cold, "If it's you, nod your head, if it's not, shake your head, and if you make any unnecessary movements or try to call for help, I'll stab you Stabbed you to death, and then stabbed your daughter Honghong to death," he raised his chin, his face flickering under the dancing flames, "Do you understand?"

The woman froze for a moment, then nodded frantically.

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