Nightmare Attack

"Could it be that those disaster victims really came back and asked for their lives from the Feng family?" Pan Du frowned. He seemed to realize that there was something wrong with such a guess, but he had not yet found out what the problem was.

"That's not right." Jiang Cheng shook his head.

"What's wrong?"

Raising his head, Jiang Cheng looked out the window. The window was open, and cold air kept pouring into the room. "The order is wrong." Jiang Cheng said, "Please pay attention to the faces of the Feng family. They are the same as those of the victims who died in the last carriage of the train. of."

The calm tone dispelled the inexplicable fear that filled the surroundings. Everyone nodded. He was right. The ghost who killed the train victims was the same ghost who killed the Feng family.

This naturally rules out the speculation that the victims turned into ghosts and came back to seek revenge on the Feng family.

After a moment of silence, Chen Qiang said, "It seems that the existence of that weird train was also caused by this ghost."

If the May train is compared to a prison, then the ghost victims above are the prisoners.

They sit on this train day after day and can never escape.

It still sounds pathetic.

They had just arrived in this world, and they had very few clues. There was no point in further discussion, so they separated into rooms to rest.

For safety reasons, after discussion, everyone decided to sleep on the first floor.

There are three teams, and they are all veteran players who have experienced dungeons for a long time. They still have basic vigilance.

Knowing that ghosts are not the only things that can kill people in nightmares, and the teammates around them cannot be completely trusted, no one suggested sleeping in the hall together.

Instead, they separated and each chose a room.

Luo He and Fu Fu naturally walked to a door in the corner. There were only two of them and the room was the most remote.

After watching Luohe Fu Fu disappear, Zhao Xingguo looked away and lowered his voice to the people in Jiangcheng: "Be more vigilant at night. Also, the night watchmen," he paused, "may not be reliable."

"The night watchman is unreliable, how can you be reliable?" Jiang Cheng smiled.

"Brother Jiang, the water here is much deeper than you think." Zhao Xingguo's face became strange, as if he was hesitating whether he should say something or not.

But after a while, he finally spoke, and his voice was so low that you had to listen carefully to hear it, "I suspect there is something strange in this door, and the night watchman is also very interested."

"If we really come into contact with some secrets that we shouldn't know, do you think they will let us ordinary people go?" Zhao Xingguo stared into Jiang Cheng's eyes.

"Why, they still dare to kill us and silence us?" The fat man's eyes widened. This was inconsistent with the image of a night watchman in his mind.

Although he was kidnapped by the Night Watchman before, he was not tortured. The other party only asked him for information about Jiang City and then put him back.

Hearing what Jiang Cheng said, Zhao Xingguo didn't say anything more, just cupped his hands, and then took Pan Duling and Hu Yong to another room.

But where no one noticed, Lin Wan'er, who had always remained silent, suddenly raised her head and glanced behind the three people who left, seemingly looking for something.

Eventually, she stayed behind Pandu.

The next second, Pandu walked into the room, turned around and closed the door.

"I said, we are the only ones left." A weak voice came, and from the tone, you knew it was Pi Ruan.

"Doctor, let's sleep together. We can take care of each other." The fat man asked Jiang Cheng naturally.

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Cheng looked at the other side and said, "Let's choose the two rooms here," he pointed with his finger.

Looking in the direction of his finger, there were two rooms next to each other.

"All six of us are gathered in one room. If there is an emergency, we won't be able to react at all." Jiang Cheng glanced at everyone, "Fat man, you and I, Boss Lin, one room, and the rest of us."

Hearing this, Pi Ruan first looked at Huai Yi, and then looked at Chen Qiang. Neither of them seemed to have any objections, but Pi Ruan weakly raised his hand, "Dr. Jiang, I have an opinion."

"I reserve my opinion, let's talk about it tomorrow." After saying that, Jiang Cheng walked to the door of the room, opened the door, and walked in first without noticing anything happened.

The fat man also trotted after him, and finally Lin Wan'er.

As several groups of people entered their own rooms, the entire hall fell into silence, and soon, night fell.

It started to rain outside, and the raindrops hit the window, making a pattering sound. It was not loud. Even if you listen to it for a long time, you will feel a strange rhythm, which is good for helping you sleep.

Jiang Cheng crossed his hands and put them behind his head, looking at the ceiling with a calm expression. Only the undercurrent surging in his eyes from time to time showed that his current state of mind was not calm.

The ghosts in this dungeon were one thing, but the ghosts following him were what worried him the most.

Pi Nguyen.

To be precise, he is a ghost wearing skin.

Based on the boy's description, Jiang Cheng guessed that the rotten-faced ghost peeled off Pi Ruan's skin and put it on himself.

In short, Pi Ruan is dead, and it doesn't make much sense to clamor for revenge for him now. What really puzzles Jiang Cheng is the purpose of the bad-faced ghost.

The bad-faced ghost should have done all this premeditatedly, but it was unclear whether it was for this copy or someone in their team.

As he thought about it, Jiang Cheng tilted his head involuntarily, and what came into his eyes was a delicate face that was sleeping soundly.

Lin Wan'er was sleeping next to him, but instead of on the bed, Jiang Cheng spread a thick layer of quilt on the ground.

Perhaps influenced by Jiang Cheng, the fat man also changed his bed when he was involved in supernatural events. It was really difficult for him to curl up on a small sofa with his huge body.

But being uncomfortable was better than losing his life.

As his thoughts gradually deviated, a lot of meaningless images began to emerge in Jiang Cheng's mind, like a lock hidden deep in his memory that was suddenly opened.

He had this almost every month, but this time it was particularly strong, and the picture became clearer little by little. He saw the body lying on the ground in front of him.

The bodies were lying in all directions, and he clearly couldn't see the face of each body, but he felt familiar inexplicably.

That kind of familiarity is engraved in the bones, just like the most familiar person, even if you haven't seen each other for a long time, you can meet in a strange place, even if you flash by, you can recognize it immediately.

From time to time, there were sounds of struggle and fighting in the distance, and someone's dull humming, as if he was seriously injured.

But he looked far away, but he couldn't see anything. A layer of fog rose around him, blocking his sight, and he could only see the scene within a few meters.

A dull sound of footsteps came, and Jiang Cheng immediately raised his alert, but when the person in the mist appeared, he was stunned. It was the fat man.

But at this moment, the fat man swept away his previous timid look, and his chubby face was full of determination. He was covered in blood, as if he had just finished a fight.

Seeing Jiang Cheng, his bloodshot eyes burst into amazing light, "Zero." He yelled: "Go, we are ambushed, this is not a mission at all, their goal is..."

The next second, a hand pierced from the fat man's chest, and beautiful blood drops flowed down the wrist and fell from the slender fingertips.

"You."

He only had time to say the last word, and the hand slowly withdrew. The vitality in the fat man's eyes quickly faded, and his huge body fell to the ground with a bang, revealing a beautiful figure behind him.

The beautiful figure was hidden in the mist, and it could be seen that it was a woman with a very good figure.