Nightmare Attack

Chapter 323

The voice was very neat and fast, and everyone held their breath involuntarily.

In the next second, Zuo Jing's pupils changed suddenly, and she saw several paper figurines appearing from the mist, and the leader of the paper figurines was holding a paper lantern in his hand.

The paper figurine walks unsteadily, its body is extremely uncoordinated, and its head doesn't look stable, swinging from side to side, as if it might fall off at any moment.

Zuo Jing couldn't help gasping, she could feel that they seemed to be looking for some kind of prey.

"Shut up." An Xuan whispered.

Everyone buried their heads lower, and Zuo Jing even held her breath.

Fortunately, the paper figurines didn't notice them, but walked away unsteadily, and they didn't dare to get up until the friction sound disappeared.

"It's all right." An Xuan let out a breath, retracted his gaze from staring at the mist, then stretched out his hand, and under Zuo Jing's shocked gaze, pulled the bride off her back.

Zuo Jing's eyes changed slightly, "It's him?!"

I saw that the person lying on the ground was very thin, and most importantly, his face turned out to be Master Huang!

At this moment, Master Huang has completely changed his appearance compared to before. His previous listless appearance was swept away, and his identity was exposed. His eyes widened, and dense bloodshots were all over the whites of his eyes. He opened his mouth and let out a whoosh. sound.

"In this scene, we are conveying him, not a ghost." An Xuan explained in a low voice: "The paper figurines just now are the ghosts."

Zuo Jing seemed to have suddenly figured out something, and opened her mouth and said, "Is it the paper man who pointed the way when we docked?"

"Correct."

"Leave first." An Xuan continued: "If you have anything to say, we'll talk about it when we go back."

"Then what should he do?" Zuo Jing said, looking at Master Huang who was wearing a bright red costume.

"Knock unconscious, take away."

They chose a small path, probably because they were worried about encountering those weird paper figurines again.

It didn't know when the sky started to rain lightly, and a group of people hurried on their way with their heads depressed. On the way, You Qi proposed to stop to avoid the rain, but was rejected by Zuo Jing. Now she just wanted to go back to the room immediately.

Her eyes kept looking around, and her intuition told her that the danger was still there and hadn't disappeared.

Physical strength was on the verge of exhaustion, Zuo Jing's footsteps became heavier and heavier, and slowly, she was left behind by the team.

After a while, the fat man who was walking in front of her also offered to take shelter from the rain, but Zuo Jing, who was annoyed in her heart, denied it again. She couldn't figure it out, are these two crazy?
Knowing that there are paper figures looking for them outside, they still want to take shelter from the rain
Get wet in the rain without dying.

But what Zuo Jing didn't expect was that more and more people asked to stop and take shelter from the rain. In the end, even An Xuan asked to stop and find a place to hide from the rain.

What made Zuo Jing even more puzzled was that the teammates in front of her were just burying their heads on their way, and they didn't look back even when they asked for shelter from the rain, their postures were surprisingly consistent.

A flash of lightning passed by.

With a moment of light, Zuo Jing was surprised to find that the accumulated water on the ground had colors, green, yellow, and red, gathered together, like an overturned palette.

Moving her eyes a little bit, Zuo Jing found that these paints flowed from the teammates in front of her, dripped down the trouser legs, and finally mixed together.

Oops
Just when Zuo Jing was about to flee, the thunder in the sky came long after.

"boom!"

The moment the thunder sounded, the six teammates turned around one after another as if they had received instructions at the same time. The moment Zuo Jing saw their faces clearly, Zuo Jing's heart stopped beating.

Their faces are melting.

Like a wax man who has been burned by fire, the eyes, nose, mouth and ears have shifted, and some of them can't even find the facial features. The eyes move down and get mixed up with the mouth and nose.

Wet paint dripped continuously from their faces, and Zuo Jing made a bang in her head, and she immediately understood that the partners in front of her were all paper figurines!

They are ghosts!
"Why... didn't you take shelter from the rain?" The fat man whose eyes had completely melted stepped forward and said coldly, "Why?!"

"Do you really want to watch us die that much?" Xia Meng screamed with her face completely gone.

"Kill her!"

"Kill her!"

"We will no longer be afraid of water after peeling her skin!" The paper people grinned, screamed, and crowded up with neat steps, surrounding Zuo Jing in the middle.

The seemingly limp paper figurine's arm grabbed Zuo Jing's body and tore off a large piece of flesh and blood.

"Skin! I want her skin!" The paper figurine was stained red by the sprayed blood, and the bright red blood on the ground mixed with rainwater, dyeing the nearby ground red.

"its mine!"

"Her skin is mine!" The paper people tore and cursed frantically. They stuck the torn skin on their bodies and tightly covered it with one hand, as if worried that it would be snatched away by other paper figures at any time. One hand continued to fight.

The shrill howling pierced the night sky, but it stopped soon, and then there was only the sound of tearing, and the sound of flesh rolling in the muddy water.

Master Huang, who was wearing a big red costume, squatted on the ground stupidly, tilted his neck to look, and let out a whirring laugh, blood spattered out, staining his face red.

When An Xuan and the others arrived, everything was over.

In the scarlet muddy water, there was a tattered corpse that looked like a rag doll that could not be repaired.

The corpse no longer looked like it used to, except that there were only some flesh and blood on the hands and feet. The skin on the body was peeled off, and the face was the same.

One eye is connected by blood vessels and nerves, hanging outside, the other has completely disappeared, leaving only empty eye sockets, staring at the night sky above the head.

Anyone can see how much pain Zuo Jing suffered when she died. There are signs of rolling and struggling everywhere on the ground, which are intermittent and 10 meters long.

There are fragments of clothes everywhere along the way, and of course, more of them are scattered flesh and blood.

Xia Meng lit the only lantern in the team.

The fat man looked at the miserable image in front of him, and there was a bloody smell in his nasal cavity, and there was something churning in his stomach. Chen Qiang and You Qi had each vomited once.

He's okay, still brewing.

Only An Xuan squatted beside the dilapidated corpse, with one knee in the bloody water, no one disturbed him, the scene was solemn like a sacrifice.

The mouth of the corpse was opened wide, still maintaining the scene before death.

After a while, An Xuan stood up, "Let's go." Looking at the lake where the fog had dissipated, he said softly, "It's almost dawn."

After this accident, Fatty felt that a subtle change had taken place in the team, and only he and the doctor returned to his room.

"Doctor." After closing the door, the fat man couldn't wait to ask: "Why did Xia Meng leave with An Xuan? Don't they need to hide their identities?"

Taking off his shoes, Jiang Cheng grabbed a pillow and leaned against the bed, "What else is there to hide?" He glanced out the window and said, "Didn't you listen to him? It's almost dawn."

　Double the reward for the monthly ticket today (crazy hint!)
　
(End of this chapter)