Nightmare Attack

Chapter 316

Chapter 316

"It's him?!" Fatty was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then his scalp became cold, and a chill surged in his heart.

Steward Zhou is Xuanji's father, combined with what they saw and heard in the Huang's mansion, the unimaginable ghost scenes, a frightening idea of ​​the crazy Mr. Huang gradually surfaced.

This is an elaborate revenge.

A father who seeks revenge on the murderer of his daughter.

"Doctor." The fat man said quickly, "How did you think there was something wrong with Butler Zhou?"

Compared with the answer itself, Fatty is more curious about how the doctor deduced this result based on the current clues.

"I've been to the kitchen in the mansion before." Jiang Cheng walked along the road, trying not to attract the attention of the people around him, "I tasted the food prepared in the kitchen, except for the one prepared for us, the other flavors They're all very light."

Seemingly giving up hope for Fatty's understanding, he continued to explain: "People who sing operas eat a relatively light diet. They need to maintain their voices. Over the years, this is already a habit carved in their bones."

The fat man was surprised: "So doctor, you have already guessed their identities?"

"No." Jiang Cheng replied. "I just thought it was weird."

"Doctor." The fat man followed Jiang Cheng and asked, "Then shall we go back now, or go to Luogu Lane to take a look?"

"Go to Luogu Lane."

"it is good."

Standing in front of Luogu Alley, the fat man couldn't help being a little surprised. Luogu Alley was just an alley by its name, but after arriving, he realized that this alley extends in all directions, and there are hundreds of houses at least.

If they searched for them one by one, they probably wouldn't be able to find them all until dark.

But to Fatty's surprise, after asking a few nearby vendors, a stooped vendor who was blind in one eye and pushed a candied haws cart thought for a while and said, "You are talking about Banzhu Zheng, right?"

"Here." He pointed to a fork in the road and said, "They live in the C-shaped house on Erdaogua. You go in from here, turn left at the first intersection and the largest courtyard is there."

Following the peddler's guidance, the two quickly found the corresponding courtyard. I don't know if it was a psychological effect. Just standing outside the door, the fat man felt a gust of wind blowing around him.

"Find a safe place to wait for me." Jiang Cheng took out half a kit and stuffed it into the fat man's arms, and said, "If I haven't come out in 10 minutes, you can go back and call someone."

"Doctor, let me accompany you in. If anything happens, there will be someone to help you." The fat man volunteered.

In the end, Jiang Cheng accepted Fatty's suggestion, and the two chose a secluded location, and climbed in from a broken wall.

The yard was very quiet, and there seemed to be no one there.

After finding the largest room, Jiang Cheng carefully opened the door. It was a room similar to a warehouse, but it was divided into several areas by wooden boards.

Jiang Cheng found a table with some papers piled here and there. When he got closer, he found that there were sketches of maps.

The map was drawn in great detail, Jiang Cheng looked at it for a while, and even found the wing room he lived in on it.

"Doctor." The fat man said in surprise, "This looks like a map of Huang's Mansion." He pointed to a building, "Do you think this looks like the attic where Young Master Huang lived?"

Of course it does.

Because that is.

These people drew a large number of maps inside the Yellow Mansion here, and some places they had never been to in Jiangcheng. On the map representing the lake, they also found a circle drawn with a red pen.

The fat man blinked and asked, "What is this?"

"It's the tidal flat in the middle of the lake." Jiang Cheng put the map back in place.

The fat man thought about it, and immediately realized that this was the place where Mr. Huang, who was pretending to be Mr. Huang, sang opera at night. They didn't know it before, and thought it was a ghost floating on the lake.

In the scene of carrying the bride, Jiang Cheng had also been there before, so he remembered it clearly.

In the ensuing search, they found a wooden door at the innermost part of the room. When it was pushed open, light came in, and the sight inside made the fat man's hair stand on end.

I saw a row of paper figurines standing next to the wall.

Wearing bright red paper clothes and a green melon hat, the paper figurine's mouth is neatly opened, the corners of its eyes are raised exaggeratedly, and it looks like it is smiling happily.

And what's even more frightening is that the paper figurines turned their heads in unison, staring at the door, as if they would come to life at any moment.

As the line of sight shifted, Jiang Cheng's expression couldn't help changing. There was actually a paper sedan chair made of white paper parked in the back of the room.

The paper sedan chair was pale and pale, and there were four paper figurines acting as bearers standing around it.

Two plain white paper lanterns were held in the hands of the two leading paper figurines.

For a moment, the scene was extremely strange.

"These." The fat man's eyes widened, feeling that the air in his nostrils was cold, "These are what we saw before."

He couldn't continue speaking halfway through, feeling the gloomy surroundings, he shivered unconsciously, as if...as if these paper figurines were alive, staring at them and listening to them.

Jiang Cheng walked towards the paper sedan chair, and the moment the sedan chair curtain was lifted, Fatty's heart twitched violently.

There is also a paper figure sitting in the sedan chair.

A paper bride in red and hijab.

The bride is holding her legs with both hands, and there seems to be something under it, but it is not clear from the perspective of the fat man.

Fatty subconsciously felt that the bride would come back to life sooner or later.

No basis, purely his intuition.

But fortunately, until the doctor took out a wooden box painted bright red from the paper bride's hand, the bride did not move, nor did she turn into a ghost with blue-faced fangs or a face full of rotten flesh.

Open the box, and there is a book lying quietly inside.

The book looked very old and damp, half of the cover was rotten, and the pages inside were already yellowed, but fortunately, the words on it were still clear.

The fat man stretched his neck to read, and felt that this book looked like a cheat book in a martial arts novel.

"Doctor." Looking at Jiang Cheng who just looked but didn't speak, the fat man was so anxious that his heart felt like a cat's scratching. He rolled his throat a few times before he asked, "What's written in it?"

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Cheng looked at the fat man, and there was something in his eyes that the latter could not understand. The fat man swallowed unconsciously, and did not dare to say the following words.

"Xuanji was indeed killed by Master Huang." Jiang Cheng said, "Butler Zhou wanted to use the murderer, Master Huang, and us to summon the soul of his daughter."

Steeply widening his eyes, the fat man lost his voice and said, "Calling the soul?"

Nodding his head, Jiang Cheng flipped through the book in his hand, and motioned, "This book records such a method, through a certain ritual at midnight, using paper figurines to reenact the victimization process of the slain, so that the soul of the dead can be summoned." .”

The fat man swallowed, and whispered, "What ceremony are you referring to?"

"Human skin drum," Jiang Cheng replied.

(End of this chapter)