Nightmare Attack

After taking a few glances, Fatty felt uncomfortable all over. He decided that it would be better to find a rope as soon as possible and then run away with Chu Jiu.

I just don’t know how the doctor is doing now.

"There is no rope." After searching around, Chu Jiu came back with a pair of scissors in his hand, "Use the curtains, hurry up."

The fat man was tall and took a stool. Chu Jiu was worried that the fat man would move too much, so he said it would be better to pick up the curtains himself and let the fat man pay attention to what was going on nearby.

The fat man held his breath, and the two of them tacitly turned off the light in their hands in order not to cause other accidents.

After a rustling sound, Fatty heard a soft landing, and then Chu Jiu's voice sounded from behind him, "Okay." Chu Jiu lowered his voice and said, "The rope is tied, let's leave quickly."

"Is it strong enough?" the fat man asked. He didn't want to fall down the stairs.

"Do not worry."

The only thing that made Fatty happy was that the cold atmosphere outside the door was still there, and there was no further movement.

A gust of wind blew, and the fat man couldn't help but shiver. He used his hands to repeatedly confirm whether the rope was strong. After all, this was related to Chu Jiu's and his own lives.

"You go first." The fat man lowered his voice, "If I go first, the rope may not be able to bear it."

"Huh -" Chu Jiu let out a long breath, "You should go first, don't wait any longer, I'll show you the rope from the top."

"Okay then." The fat man didn't hesitate. The most precious thing now was time. He held the rope in his hand and walked towards the balcony.

There was a flash of light outside the window, like the high beam of a car, leaving Fatty's shadow on the wall for a short time, but in just half a second, Fatty's heart suddenly froze.

He saw another shadow above his own.

Moreover, this shadow was hung on the ceiling, with its hands hanging down helplessly.

As a gust of wind blew, the figure swayed slightly and made a "crunching" sound.

"Let's go." Chu Jiu, who was originally behind him, heard his voice from in front of the fat man, "I'll put the rope down first and send you down, and then I'll..."

Seemingly anxious to implement his plan, Chu Jiu suddenly appeared in front of him and even took the initiative to take the fat man's hand and pull him towards the balcony.

There was nothing wrong with that hand, it was small and soft.

The problem was Chu Jiu's clothes in front of him. The fat man's hand touched a fabric with a gauze-like texture.

He immediately realized that it was a wedding dress.

The real Chu Jiu may have been killed by a ghost, and the one in front of him now is the ghost bride in the photo!

Oops

Being dragged all the way to the balcony by the other party, Fatty became more sure of his guess. He could already vaguely see the surrounding environment, but he could only clearly see Chu Jiu in front of him.

She seemed to be shrouded in a layer of fog, and what was even weirder was that the transition was very natural. No matter which angle you looked at her from, it was like backlighting.

Chu Jiu in front of him quickly tied up the rope made of curtains, and then hung the other end along the wall.

"Hurry up." Chu Jiu lowered his voice mysteriously, glanced at the door, and signaled: "I'm afraid that thing is coming in soon."

The fat man didn't dare to show that he had seen through it at all. He just played it off casually and tried his best to cooperate with the ghost bride's performance.

At the same time, he also understood the method this bride ghost wanted to use to kill him.

Taking advantage of him to climb down the rope, cut the rope and let him fall to his death.

"Okay." The fat man replied. He took a look at the balcony facing downstairs, and slowly, he had an idea in his mind.

The fat man was lying on the guardrail of the balcony with his hands, part of his body hanging in the air.

"Look behind you," he said, trying to distract the ghost bride. At the same time, he took out the flashlight in his hand and suddenly shined into its eyes when it wasn't prepared.

Sure enough, the fat man's pupils suddenly shrank, and the person standing in front of him was the bride in the photo.

And at the moment when the bride screamed, the door suddenly opened, and a dark shadow rushed in. It was a man in a suit and ties.

It’s the groom in the wedding photos!

No, it’s not just the groom.

He is Lu Huaxu!

Because he had never seen the face under Lu Huaxu's stockings before, the fat man didn't recognize it at first, but at this moment, the man was wearing familiar stockings on his head.

A cold light shot out from the holes that represented the eyes, as if he was unwilling to die and wanted everyone to stay and be buried with him.

After the sudden bright light hurt the ghost bride's eyes, it also illuminated the room. Under the ceiling, a petite girl hung.

The girl's eyes widened, and she couldn't hide the fear in her eyes. Her hands were in the shape of claws, hanging straight down by her sides. She was obviously dead.

It's Chu Jiu.

The fat man didn't have time to grieve for her. The second before the bride ghost's long nails grabbed her, the fat man showed amazing flexibility.

He actually jumped directly to the next floor with the help of the rope that was not tied tightly, and then tightly grasped the guardrail of the balcony on the next floor with both arms.

Then, using both arms, he rolled directly into the room on the next floor and disappeared.

After hearing the footsteps upstairs, he immediately ran outside, preparing to go to the next floor to intercept him. The fat man took a few symbolic steps outside, and at the same time deliberately made the footsteps louder.

But after noticing that the footsteps above his head had faded away, he immediately returned to the window sill, then repeated his old trick, and then climbed to the next floor.

Then he gently opened the door to a gap. After realizing that everything was normal outside, he quietly walked out along the corridor.

At this moment, there was a violent banging sound above his head, as well as a roaring sound. It seemed that the two ghosts were still demolishing the house upstairs and looking for him everywhere.

This is actually Lu Huaxu's ghost story. It seems that everyone who dies in the dungeon will merge into a new ghost story. This ability is too terrifying.

If they don't find a way to break the situation, then sooner or later they will be consumed by these strange rumors. What's even more weird is that the ones chasing them are actually their teammates who have fought side by side.

This transformation in identity is even more difficult to accept than the ghost story itself.

Thinking of this, Fatty couldn't help but quicken his pace. Chu Jiu was already dead, and he didn't want to be entangled in new strange stories.

According to the information Chu Jiu narrated, the only people alive now are the doctor, Jiao Tailang, and himself.

Chu Jiu's narration about Wei Jinting was messy. After listening to it for a long time, the fat man didn't know whether he was a human or a ghost.

Recalling Chu Jiu's tragic situation, Fatty suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Something happened to her while she was standing on a chair taking off the curtains, and she was hanged from the ceiling by the bride ghost using a rope made from the curtains.

And the weird crunching sound he heard before was probably caused by Chu Jiu's struggle.

But at that time, my attention was on the door and I didn't pay attention.

Now it seems that Lu Huaxu stood outside the door just to prevent them from escaping, so he never came in. What made Fatty feel even more complicated was that if he hadn't been so smart as to drag Chu Jiu in, maybe she wouldn't have die.