Nightmare Attack

Chapter 619

Chapter 619

Zhao Xingguo stepped back a few steps, his face pale, although he had prepared himself mentally in advance, seeing this scene suddenly made his heart beat faster.

"What's wrong?" Fu Fu asked.

"There is someone." Zhao Xingguo stammered uncontrollably when he was nervous, "He was hanging on the beam."

A man hanging from a beam.

"Do you see who it is?" Jiang Cheng asked immediately.

"No, I only saw a pair of legs." Zhao Xingguo replied honestly, thinking of the slight shaking of those legs hanging in mid-air, he felt chills all over his body.

It's useless to guess outside the door. If you want to find out the truth, you can only go in and look.

But before going in, Zhao Xingguo had to be dealt with first. Ever since Pandu Linghuyong had an accident, he seemed to be a different person, and his mental state was always unstable.

Jiang Cheng turned to look at him, and said in a cold tone: "Control yourself, if you are really scared, stay outside."

The situation inside is unknown, if you rashly bring Zhao Xingguo in such a state, you may cause some trouble.

Perhaps because he heard the meaning of Jiang Cheng's words, Zhao Xingguo shuddered, how dare he stay outside alone.

Recently, he also felt that his emotions were not right, so he adjusted immediately. After taking a few deep breaths, his whole body calmed down a lot.

Jiang Cheng nodded, met Fu Fu's eyes, and the two slowly opened the door, one on the left and the other on the right.

There was an uncomfortable sound of rubbing, and the next moment, the cold moonlight shone into the room, and the vision widened.

The sight in front of them made everyone pause.

Where is the person Zhao Xingguo mentioned, there are 5 dead bodies hanging from the beams of the house!

The corpses were arranged in a staggered front and back. Due to the light, the upper body could not be seen, only two hanging legs could be seen.

A gust of wind blew, many legs swayed slightly, and there was a faint "creak" sound of the rope being overwhelmed.

Now Zhao Xingguo finally understood why the man who led the way didn't let them in.

In the middle of the night, seeing such a scene suddenly, the timid person might be scared to death on the spot.

But after watching for a while, everyone also saw the problem. These were not real dead people, but dummies made of grass.

The straw man was covered with clothes, so at first glance, he thought it was a real person hanging on it.

"It's an on-site simulation." Zhao Xingguo said in a low voice, "It was true that someone was hanged on the beam not long ago, but the body was transported away, and the straw man was replaced to facilitate solving the case."

Five people were hanged to death at once, the scene is desperate to think about.

The straw man was more delicate than expected. The straw man closest to them was wearing black trousers, which were bloated, and a leather coat on the upper body.

The leather jacket is very long, almost reaching the knees, and the whole gives people a heavy sense of age and a very dignified look.

Next to the grass figure was another grass figure wearing a floral padded jacket, obviously a woman.

Based on what Wu Dali said, these two straw figures should represent Master Feng and the old lady of the Feng family. They were hanged here.

"No wonder they immediately thought we were related to this case." Staring at the other straw figures, Fu Fu said.

The clothes of the other three straw figures correspond to Pan Du, Linghu Yong, and Chen Qiang. At this moment, the three straw figures wearing their clothes are hung under the beams of the house. The scene is very intrusive.

Obviously, when they were discovered, they were hanging together with the bodies of Master Feng and Mrs. Feng, all in this auditorium.

No, it should be called the mourning hall now.

After all, there is Master Feng and Mrs. Feng's black and white portrait on the table in the middle.

The position against the wall is full of white paper flowers and paper money.

Several rough-made paper figurines were leaning against the wall, including men and women. Their exaggerated facial features became more and more strange in the blurred light, as if they could come alive at any time.

A box placed in front of the portrait attracted their attention.

The box looked like an ordinary gift box, as if it was brought by a relative or friend who came to the Feng family to express condolences, and it was placed here casually.

It was simply wrapped a few times with fine hemp rope, and finally tied with a knot.

Just a gentle tug and you'll know what's inside.

Looking at the gift box, there was an indescribable strangeness in everyone's heart. Zhao Xingguo looked around, trying to find out what went wrong.

Lifting up the gift box slowly, Jiangcheng's first impression is that it is light.

very light.

If it wasn't for something shaking inside, he would even think that the gift box was empty. He shook the gift box slightly, and the feedback from the things inside was very strange.

Through the gift box, he could feel that the contents inside were not small and rough, because he could hear the sound of scraping against the inner wall of the gift box, as if there were many rough spikes.

In the next second, he immediately put down the gift box and backed away.

"What did you find?" Fu Fu was looking at Master Feng's posthumous photos, and was caught off guard by Jiang Cheng's sudden actions.

Jiang Cheng stared at the gift box and said in a low voice, "It's a straw man."

Hearing this, Zhao Xingguo swallowed, and moved away from the gift box like a conditional launch.

The straw man is the root of the curse. If Zhao Xingguo described it, the straw man is more like a cursed doll. Anyone who has anything to do with it will be dragged into a dream by ghosts and killed.

This gift box is placed in a conspicuous position. Anyone who has been here will definitely notice that if he opened it rashly just now, there will be consequences.

This is a trap.

After realizing this, Jiang Cheng lowered his voice and minimized his movements, "Don't move anything, just back away slowly."

One step, two steps I don't know if it is a psychological effect, the farther away from the gift box, the more peaceful the uneasiness in my heart.

Just when Zhao Xingguo breathed a sigh of relief.

"How did you get in?" There was a sudden sound behind him, and it sounded right at the door, "Didn't I say you were not allowed to come in?!"

It was the voice of the young man, the one who had brought them here.

It could be heard that the young man was very angry that they didn't listen to him and rushed into the scene.

Zhao Xingguo was taken aback, turned his head subconsciously, and looked behind him, "Don't get me wrong, we are"

The next second, the sound stopped abruptly.

Zhao Xingguo stared wide-eyed, looked behind him, opened his mouth wide, but couldn't make a sound.

There was no one behind him.

Not only that, but the road he just walked disappeared, and even the door disappeared, leaving only endless darkness behind him.

"Oops."

"Idiot!" Fu Fu and Jiang Cheng stood together, in the middle of the mourning hall, and there was no shadow of Zhao Xingguo around.

As soon as the sound came, they knew there was a problem.

So no one responded, let alone looking back.

Following Zhao Xingguo's disappearance, and the strange aura in the mourning hall, Fu Fu stepped forward and picked up the gift box in front of the portrait.

Just as Jiang Cheng wanted to stop it, Fu Fu lifted the gift box and turned one of them to him, "Thanks to that idiot, we are safe now."

Jiang Cheng noticed that there was a hole in the bottom of the gift box, and the edges were ragged, as if he had ripped it open with his claws.

(End of this chapter)