Nightmare Attack

Chapter 1102

Chapter 1102

Lei Mingyu was taken aback when he heard the words, and after a while he showed an expression of reminiscence, "That piece of cloth..."

"I asked you something, but you said it." Du Moyu couldn't help urging, this is a terrible thing, if I knew that Lei Mingyu was so stretched, I would have replaced him to monitor Yu Chengmu, an old man.

"I...I don't remember it anymore." Lei Mingyu said honestly, "At that time, my attention was all on the Soul Relief Bell. When I saw the Soul Relief Bell fell off, I also bent down to pick it up, but Wang Fugui preempted it. "

Chen Hao didn't make things difficult for him anymore, he immediately took out his cell phone, found Jiang Cheng's number and dialed it.

The phone was connected quickly, and Jiang Cheng understood everything after listening to a few words. He immediately asked the fat man about the whereabouts of the cloth. After hearing this, the fat man's expression was similar to that of Lei Mingyu, with a hint of nervousness in his doubts. Said: "When I saw the Soul Requiem Bell falling on the ground, my first reaction was to pick it up, and then as soon as I stood up, Yu Chengmu took the bell and... also said thank you to me."

"After you stood up, the piece of cloth in Yu Chengmu's hand disappeared, didn't it?" Jiang Cheng was confirming.

"It seems...it seems to be like this." The fat man said in an uncertain tone, "But I'm not sure either."

In fact, upon hearing this, Jiang Cheng basically understood that there was something wrong with the piece of cloth, and Yu Chengmu dropped the Soul Requiem Bell on the ground by mistake, just to distract the fatty Lei Mingyu, and the ultimate goal was this piece of cloth.

But for the description of this piece of cloth, Fatty and Lei Mingyu couldn't tell the reason, after all, they didn't pay attention.

"Looking at it now, the problem lies in this piece of cloth." Jiang Cheng said into the phone, "I think there may be some information recorded on this piece of cloth."

"It's related to Empress Dahe and the paper figurine Lu Jianli. It's either a letter or a token enough to prove her identity." After thinking about it, Chen Hao said, after all, even if Miss Wu was not wary, she would not believe it for nothing. Yinxing these people, especially for such an important matter, unless there is Lu Jianli's token as evidence.

"Although we lost the opportunity, at least this Soul Requiem Bell is real, and it will definitely be useful tonight," Jiang Cheng said.

Chen Hao's voice sounded later, as calm as ever, "I understand that Yu Chengmu is trying to confuse us with this Soul Requiem Bell, making us mistakenly think that this is the so-called treasure, so that we can relax our vigilance." After a pause, he Taking a breath, he continued: "But there is nothing wrong with this Soul Requiem Bell itself, and it is also one of the props that will be used tonight, but it doesn't look like it is used to deal with Empress Dahe."

"If you don't deal with Empress Dahe, who will you use to deal with it?" Fatty heard it very clearly and couldn't help asking.

After a while, the fat man suddenly came to his senses, and blurted out: "No...it's not for dealing with the batterer, is it?" After all, the task tonight is to send the battered body to cross the river.

Both Jiang Cheng and Chen Hao were silent, and they were not sure about Fatty's guess, but this at least showed that besides Empress Da He, there were other things that would kill them on the road tonight.

"Let's take one step at a time." Chen Hao stared at the Soul Requiem Bell on the table, lost in thought.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Cheng said in a serious tone: "On the way to chase the corpse tonight, if the situation permits, I will help you."

Chen Hao smiled dumbly, "Thank you very much."

Not long after the call was hung up, Jiangcheng received a message from Chen Hao. In the message, Chen Hao pointed out that he would be the first target to be attacked tonight because he was holding the Soul Relief Bell in his hand. If something happened to him, he hoped that Jiangcheng would take care of his remaining The next two teammates.

Jiang Cheng agreed.

……

Another wing.

A white paper lantern was burning faintly, emitting an uncomfortable light. The lantern was brought by A Biao Jia Jinliang, yes, the two of them sneaked into Yu Chengmu's wing.

On the old wooden cabinet, there is still a coat belonging to Zhang Junyu.

Jia Jinliang took a glance, but did not mention this embarrassing topic. After all, Zhang Junyu is dead, and for the time being, they still need Yu Chengmu's help, "Yu Zhangyan." Jia Jinliang's expression and tone couldn't be picked out. Any flaws, "In your opinion, what kind of risks will you encounter on the way to drive the corpse tonight?"

Yu Chengmu squinted his eyes, and twisted his beard in an expert manner, "It depends on what is in the coffin."

Jia Jinliang reacted quickly, and immediately understood, "You mean... the coffin is not the body of the beater, but the missing skeleton of Empress Dahe?"

"It should be like this." Yu Chengmu nodded.

After contemplating for a moment, Jia Jinliang cleared his mind and said again, "It depends on the best opinion of the palm of your hand, is the beater really dead, or is he a fake death?"

I don't know if it was just pretending, or if he was really thinking about it, this question made Yu Chengmu frowned slightly, and he said after a long while: "The dead breath on the beater can't be faked, he has indeed reached the point where the oil is exhausted, But as for whether the deadline was last night, I can't be sure."

"The beater is also a sinister person?" A Biao interrupted suddenly.

Yu Chengmu turned his head to look at him, and said with a playful smile: "Watchers are inherently shady, but they are not well-known compared to those who chase corpses and retrieve corpses."

"Why did you give them the palm eye of the Soul Requiem Bell?" A Biao asked.

"Hehe." Yu Zhangyan leaned back on the back of the chair, showing a strange smile, "Do you think the soul bell is so easy to hold? In my opinion, if it doesn't ring, it's fine, if it really rings Well, I don't know what's going to happen."

Jia Jinliang became interested when he heard this.

Yu Chengmu breathed out, and said slowly: "Do you remember that the soul-repressing bell is sealed inside?"

"It was something like wax." Jia Jinliang recalled carefully, "Because I dropped it, the sealing wax inside was thrown out of the crack."

Hearing this, Yu Chengmu rolled his eyelids lightly, shook his head with a bit of pride and said, "Hehe, those who lied to them, the sealing wax inside that Soul Requiem Bell...was originally cracked."

Jia Jinliang's A Biao's face changed, and he immediately realized, "So... there is something wrong with the Soul Requiem Bell!"

"No problem, why seal it with wax, besides..." Yu Chengmu sneered and sniffled, "It's also mixed with corpse wax."

Although the person who made this bell was skillful, it still couldn't be hidden from his nose.

As for the consequences of ringing the corpse wax bell, Yu Chengmu vaguely remembered reading a damaged ancient book, which contained only two sentences: The living lose their souls, and the dead get on their bodies.

After digesting the clues he wanted, Jia Jinliang winked at A Biao, and the latter understood, "In the eyes of the palm." A Biao stood up, and said with a smile: "In the Dahe Empress Temple, wrapped this The cloth of the Soul Requiem Bell...you didn't throw it away, did you?"

As soon as these words came out, Yu Chengmu's face, who had looked like a master just now, changed instantly.

(End of this chapter)