Nightmare Attack

Du Moyu became more and more energetic, as if thinking of his own experience, the tune became more and more sad and angry, and finally he couldn't help but his eyes turned red. Google search reading

When the song ended, Jiang Cheng and the village chief couldn't help but applaud. Jiang Cheng subconsciously reached into his pocket, looking for change to reward.

After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Cheng couldn't suppress his curiosity. He looked at Du Moyu and asked, "I remember you write novels. Aren't you usually busy? Do you still have time to practice this?"

Du Moyu was a little embarrassed and scratched his head, "I don't know about other categories. I write about supernatural beings. Now the entire category has been eliminated and renamed suspense. When I was in bad luck, I squatted at the subway entrance for a few times. God, calm down.”

"Just... I just practiced this." Du Moyu patted the erhu and smiled unnaturally.

"That's right." Jiang Cheng nodded. He didn't have the habit of exposing other people's wounds.

After the fat man finished playing the song, he obviously still hadn't had enough fun. He rarely met erhu players who were in tune with each other. He didn't think about anything else at the moment. He patted Du Moyu on the shoulder and said with a smile: "If you want food, you need food. That's it." What are you doing Wenya? I think I did this to you, Brother Fugui, but our situation is different. My wallet was stolen."

"Later, I worked for three days in a ring troupe in a nearby village for nothing. I earned enough travel expenses before I returned home." Speaking of what happened back then, the fat man didn't hold any grudges, but was more free and easy.

Unexpectedly, Du Moyu stopped as soon as he heard this. He stood up suddenly and defended with a red face: "What is begging for? Can a scholar call it begging? I am experiencing life and accumulating materials. I..."

Jiang Cheng made a stop gesture before the two of them quieted down.

Jiang Cheng probably knew the arrangements for tonight.

They asked the village chief for some pieces of cloth to wrap the erhu and Suona. The three of them left the village and found a secluded place. Jiang Cheng directed the two to start rehearsing.

The fat man and Du Moyu had a high degree of tacit understanding. Seeing that they were almost done, the fat man threw away the lock and stared at Jiang Cheng with expectant eyes, "Doctor, I have actually seen it for a long time. You have been holding back a lot of bad water. You You want to put on your wedding dress, pretend to be the Queen of Dahe, and trick Chengmu, an old man, into opening the door, right?"

"That's the thing, but I can't do it." Jiang Cheng said straightforwardly: "First, I can't wear this wedding dress. Second, if I go and deceive others, I will definitely not be able to hide that Yu Chengmu. his eyes."

The fat man blinked, "So..."

Jiang Cheng lowered his head in embarrassment and looked at his own shadow, "Um...do I have no brothers here?"

The shadow lay on the ground, motionless.

"Brother Wu, who is handsome and graceful, with a beautiful tree facing the wind, are you there?"

…

Half an hour later, the three people in Jiangcheng gathered around a stone, and on the stone sat a man holding a knife in his arms. The man had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and his face was as determined as iron.

In short, no matter what Jiang Cheng and the others said, they all remained silent and just stared at them.

"No brothers." Jiang Chengjian rubbed his hands together, "You don't want to...brothers be in trouble, right?"

"roll!"

Du Moyu's heart was agitated, and he saw a large character several feet square appearing on the ground.

Fortunately, one of Jiang Cheng's jobs was as a psychiatrist, and he provided guidance to Wu in all aspects. The fat man found every opportunity to open the box, took out the wedding dress, shook his head with a smile, and said: "Brother Wu, I heard this. There are only 0 times and countless times. Do you want to try it, what if...I mean what if, you happen to like this one?"

The fat man gently rubbed the wedding dress with his chubby hands and introduced with a smile: "Look at the material, the workmanship, the wiring, tsk tsk...it will definitely look good on you!"

It wasn't until he noticed that the veins on Wu's temples were popping that he restrained himself a little.

The day passed quickly, and after the sun set, darkness enveloped this little-known little village again.

In a wing room, the candlelight was dim.

The old man with a goatee sat cross-legged on the bed, closing his eyes and concentrating.

The door was closed tightly, and Abiao lay behind the door, staring at the night outside.

The old man slowly opened his eyes, took a long breath, and said carefully: "There is no need to look any further. Tonight...as soon as Lady Dahe arrives, those guys will die!"

"Boss Jia's revenge, as well as Zhang Junyu and Zhou Qing's revenge, can be regarded as avenged." Although Yu Chengmu's tone was calm, the pride between his eyebrows could not be concealed.

Abiao naturally didn't believe his lies, but now he still needed to use Yu Chengmu, so he still had a very polite face, turned his head, and said in a sincere tone: "I was able to escape unscathed this time, thanks to Yu Zhangyan It’s like a god to predict things. This kindness will never be forgotten.”

After a pause, Abiao sighed and continued: "Now that Boss Jia is no longer around, I have become a tree without roots. If Yu Zhangyan doesn't dislike him, I am willing to follow him."

"I have Boss Jia's resources, and Yu Zhangyan has extraordinary abilities. If we join forces, we will definitely achieve something great."

Abiao was also a person who was beaten out of blood. The lies he told were more truthful than the truth. His eyes when he looked at Yu Chengmu were full of gratitude and sincerity, but also had a hint of unwillingness.

This reluctance is the finishing touch. If Yu Chengmu just thinks about it, he should know that how can a person like him want to be inferior to others? It is not because of bad luck and he has no choice but to do it.

Yu Chengmu narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "If I can get Brother A Biao's help, I won't worry about the big thing happening. Since Brother A Biao is interested, I will never refuse. If Yu Chengmu has something to eat from me in the future, I will never do it." I will wrong you, brother.”

"Thank you, Yu Zhangyan."

"Haha, one family doesn't speak the same language."

Yu Chengmu also knew that A Biao was stalling for time. To be more precise, it didn't matter whether A Biao was sincerely surrendering or being a hypocrite. He had no intention of keeping him alive anyway.

In Chengmu's eyes, Abiao is a dying person.

We have dealt with a few people in Jiangcheng tonight, and he will be next!

As the last survivor, Empress Dahe naturally belonged to Yu Chengmu.

As for the help of Empress Dahe, next... Haha, Yu Chengmu's mind was filled with longing for the future life.

Ah Biao was not in as good a mood as Yu Chengmu. After a moment of silence, he suddenly said worriedly: "Yu Zhangyan, the candle in the room of that boy in Jiangcheng is on, they are in the room."

"But...why didn't they knock on the door today?" Abiao wondered: "Even if they knew we wouldn't open the door, they should have given it a try. I fought with that kid before. He is cunning and cunning, and he has a lot of clever ideas. He had to give it a try." Defend!"

Yu Chengmu smiled slightly when he heard the words, flicked his sleeves and squinted his eyes slightly, showing his masterful demeanor, "It doesn't matter, everything is as I expected. Tonight, I will definitely kill this guy and avenge Boss Jia and others." !”