Nightmare Attack

Chapter 1043 Why Not

Chapter 1043 Why Not

"Why do you suddenly want to ask this?" Lei Mingyu looked at him and asked very casually.

"It's nothing, I just think that little thing is weird, but in the final analysis, the watchman is weird. I suspect that he might be a ghost in disguise!" When mentioning the watchman, Pang Xiaofeng, who had just stabilized his mood, couldn't help it. He frowns tightly.

Du Moyu's expression became subtle. He secretly looked at Pang Xiaofeng. A person who had just escaped from death calmed down so quickly. You must know that Pang Xiaofeng was not them. Time was anxious to ask about the whereabouts of another piece. After connecting all these, Du Moyu's throat couldn't help but roll, and the terrible guess in his heart was becoming reality little by little.

After listening to Pang Xiaofeng's answer, Lei Mingyu nodded, turned around, and looked at Chen Hao and Du Moyu, "Xiaofeng is right, the little thing left... where did you put it?" Lei Mingyu turned to the two The man blinked slowly.

Chen Hao and Du Moyu understood. It seems that Lei Mingyu also noticed the abnormality in this "Pang Xiaofeng". Although he doesn't know how the other party did it, he must be a ghost pretending to be right.

The real Pang Xiaofeng is dead.

They have made a great mistake by letting the ghost in,

Seeing this scene, Chen Hao remained calm and pretended to be puzzled for a few seconds, then looked at Du Moyu and asked, "Du Moyu, I remember you put away the things, where did you put them?"

"I..." Du Moyu immediately touched his body and the pockets of his clothes very cooperatively. At the same time, his brain was thinking about countermeasures rapidly. They had made a big mistake, and now they had to find a way to make up for it.

"Pang Xiaofeng" also cast his gaze over, his eyes fixed on Du Moyu's hand, waiting for that thing to appear, Du Moyu searched all over his body, and said with a puzzled expression: "What's going on, I remember putting it on my body Yes, why... why can't I find it?"

Lei Mingyu answered in a dissatisfied tone: "Du Moyu, what's the use of you, you can't even look at anything!"

Chen Hao smoothed things over like an old man: "Don't worry, the ghost is outside the door now, as long as we don't go out, the ghost can't hurt us, we are safe."

"Pang Xiaofeng" seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, poking his neck and urging in a low voice: "Du Moyu, if you think about it again, things can't disappear in thin air, did you leave them somewhere?"

"I... I haven't been anywhere, I'm just in this room." Du Moyu acted very similarly, his face was tangled, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his eyes kept wandering in the room, making a person who was deeply troubled by the loss of important clues. The role of self-blame came alive.

Suddenly, Du Moyu's eyes flashed, "By the way, I just slept on the bed for a while, did I fall on the bed?"

Before the words fell, "Pang Xiaofeng" stood up, walked quickly towards the bed in the back room, and while rummaging on the bed, asked, "Are you sure Du Moyu, where are you lying, on the inside or on the other side?" outside?"

Chen Hao: "..."

Lei Mingyu: "..."

"Let's go inside, I remember..." Du Moyu continued to flicker, pointing to the innermost part of the bed and said, "See if there is any there." Taking advantage of the opportunity when Pang Xiaofeng turned his back to him, he pulled out the bag from the sleeve of his clothes. small piece.

Lei Mingyu with a gloomy face took the piece from Du Moyu's hand, and then took the candlestick handed over by Chen Hao. At this time, "Pang Xiaofeng" was fooled into kneeling on the ground, looking under the bed, "No Did it fall under the bed?"

"No way, look for it carefully." Du Moyu backed away slowly.

Now the situation is obvious, the ghosts are also looking for that piece, and when they find it, they will attack them.

"Pang Xiaofeng" stuck his head under the bed, only half of his body was left outside, Lei Mingyu stepped forward, pointed the candle at Pang Xiaofeng, and then put the thing on the candle flame, the candle light jumped suddenly, a while Green smoke rose up, and at the same time, it was accompanied by the smell of being burnt.

In the next second, the light of the candle turned into a strange blue color, and with this burst of light that seemed to come from the underworld, the "Pang Xiaofeng" in front of him changed into a bloated corpse.

The clothes on the corpse were almost torn, and water was dripping from top to bottom, forming a small puddle on the ground. The corpse twisted its body, turned its head with difficulty, and doubts appeared on the soaked dead face. The expression on his face, with his mouth squirming, was still dripping water, "No, why not?"

Those squashed eyes suddenly stared at Lei Mingyu's hand, which was holding a small object. After a while, the corpse slowly looked away, and stared at the three of them for a few seconds with eyes full of resentment, and then Wriggling, stood up, opened the door, and left voluntarily, leaving behind a line of wet footprints.

Chen Hao walked up quickly, and re-inserted the door latch, and inserted it tightly.

Du Moyu let out a long breath and sat on the chair. Pang Xiaofeng died tonight, and the three of them were almost killed by ghosts, but... this was only the first night.

"Xiaofeng is not a reckless person. He will never mess with the things in the mourning hall. Why did he have an accident?" Lei Mingyu slammed his fist on the table, and the water in the teacup splashed and rippled.

Chen Hao turned his head to look to the other side, as if he could see the outside scene through the wall, "Xiaofeng is being tricked by someone."

"Yeah." Du Moyu nodded, "It's that old bastard Yu Chengmu."

Lei Mingyu was in a fit of anger. His good brother Pang Xiaofeng died. He was slapped by a ghost disguised as Pang Xiaofeng just now, and his tone was very aggressive: "You two, talk about it, don't play charades here!"

"Yu Chengmu must have moved something in the mourning hall, and then caused Xiaofeng to be targeted by ghosts." Sitting beside Lei Mingyu, Chen Hao analyzed in a deep voice: "You think, Xiaofeng didn't hit the bell a second time, didn't When the bell rings, who should be most worried about?"

"Yes... Ah Biao!" Lei Mingyu's face changed slightly.

Du Moyu knocked on the table, "That's right, after all, he was the last one, and he signed the lottery. Think again, if you were A Biao, what would you do if you didn't hear the bell ringing for so long?" Do?"

Before Lei Mingyu could answer, Chen Hao said, "I will try to contact Pang Xiaofeng, and if I can't contact Pang Xiaofeng, I will also contact his teammates, at least to find out what happened."

"But we didn't receive anything. What does this mean? It means that they know that Xiao Feng will not survive, and after his death, A Biao will be safe, so there is no need to contact us at all!"

"If everything is normal, A Biao who got the lottery is the one who deserves to die tonight, but Yu Chengmu saw through the layout of the mourning hall, so he made a trick and let Xiaofeng, who was next to him, be A Biao. The target is for the dead ghost!"

(End of this chapter)