Nightmare Attack

"Is this song popular among you?" It was Luo He who asked this question. His pair of blue eyes made him very special among everyone.

Looking at these eyes, the woman couldn't help but lower her head, and her voice became softer and softer, "Actually, it's not very wide, it's just near my hometown."

Through the woman's introduction, everyone learned that the woman came from a small place, and there was a temple in her hometown that enshrined the god who represented the straw man.

Every year when the cherry blossoms are about to wither, people will come to the temple to ask for a straw man from the priest on duty. The straw man will be taken home and placed under the cherry blossom tree.

Luo He's eyes swept over the faces of several women. When his gaze was caught, several timid women lowered their heads and trembled all over.

Withdrawing his gaze, Luo He looked back at the woman who spoke, "Are you all from the same place?"

"Yes." The woman replied in a low voice, "We moved here together. The people in Graystone Town are all from my hometown."

Everyone understood what the woman meant. The Japanese people in Greystone Town all came from the same place. It seemed that the soldiers first occupied this place by force, and then brought their families and fellow villagers with them.

After all, Toyo is an island country with very poor land and resources.

This was very common in war and was considered the prototype of a pioneering regiment.

On the basis of military occupation, cultural invasion gradually blurs the people's sense of identity. Compared with simply resorting to force, this is the method of subjugating the country and genocide.

"What's your name?" Jiang Cheng stared at the woman and asked.

The woman hugged the child tightly and said in a small voice: "You can just call me Yoko."

Jiang Cheng nodded and said directly without any hesitation: "Okay, Yoko, you've always been around here, right?"

Hearing this, Yoko suddenly raised his head, with a flash of panic in his eyes. After Jiang Cheng saw it, he explained calmly: "Don't be afraid, I may have some questions to ask you during this time."

"We are not here all the time, we are all the same." Yoko couldn't finish her sentence halfway. It was obvious that their current situation was not good.

I'm afraid they will go wherever they can find a bite to eat. They don't have a fixed place to stay, and they may even be chased here and there.

"Let's do this. You guys stay here for the next few days. I may come to you at any time." Jiang Cheng said, "As reward, I will take all of your things. How about that?"

The eyes of several women lit up after hearing this. They raised their heads cautiously and looked at Jiang Cheng's face, as if they were trying to discern whether what he said was true or whether he was simply teasing them for fun.

"Come on, how much does it cost?" Jiang Cheng frowned.

"No money, just exchange them for steamed buns one by one." Yoko stretched out a finger and said quickly.

She was also holding a steamed bun in her hand, which Jiang Cheng and the others had just given her before she had a chance to eat it.

"Okay." Jiang Cheng agreed and pointed to a corner not far away. There was a very simple stall there with white steam coming out of the stove and drawers of steamed buns in the huge steamer.

This is where they buy their steamed buns.

"Have you seen that stall? I'll go and tell the boss soon that you can go there to get steamed buns to eat in the next few days. I will deposit some money in advance and your account will be deducted from it."

"But you can only eat steamed buns. Don't think about vegetables and steamed buns. And you can only eat them, but you can't take them. Do you understand?" Jiang Cheng asked.

Yoko and others nodded, "I understand."

Before leaving, Jiang Cheng turned around and warned them that if he came and found that they were not there, the agreement would be void.

"Wait a minute." Jiang Cheng, who had already walked a few steps, heard someone shouting. He turned around and found Yoko running up in small steps. She was carrying a cloth bag with a bulging bag inside. Yoko stopped and looked at him very seriously. Said: "You forgot to take your things."

The remaining Japanese women stood not far away, watching.

Opening the cloth bag, there were some small toys inside. They had seen them before, rough dolls sewn from broken pieces, small mirrors, wooden combs and the like.

It's all stuff they can't use.

"You can keep it for yourself, it's useless for us to hold it." Linghu Yong refused very simply. He didn't have a good look towards these women.

Just when everyone was about to leave, Yoko seemed to have made up his mind and took out a small cloth bag from his wide sleeves.

The cloth bag was wrapped tightly around her arm, and it seemed to contain something very precious.

This move aroused everyone's curiosity. They watched Yoko carefully open the cloth bag bit by bit, seemingly worried about damaging something inside.

But when everyone saw what was inside, they were stunned for a moment, and then a burst of icy chill enveloped them.

"Please accept this gift." Yoko held the gift in both hands and bowed exaggeratedly to Jiang Cheng, "Consider it my repayment for you!"

Under the gaze of more than a dozen eyes, a rough-made straw man lay quietly in Yoko's hands, exactly the same as the straw men he had seen on the altar of Feng Mansion before.

"This straw man" looked at Yoko, Zhao Xingguo's throat rolled a few times, "Where did it come from?"

Half an hour later, in a teahouse facing the street, the waiter went upstairs with a huge teapot to make tea for the guests in the box.

Originally, he wanted to say something flattering and ask for some reward, but after sensing the oppressive atmosphere in the private room, the waiter wisely backed out.

In the private room, four people sat around the only table, Jiang Cheng, Lin Waner, Luo He, Zhao Xingguo, and the rest stood behind them.

A straw man wrapped in cloth lay quietly in the center of the table.

Perhaps it was a psychological effect. After looking at the face without facial features for a long time, it became more and more weird, as if it would pull out a weird smile at any time.

Zhao Xingguo looked a little irritable. He drank the boiling tea in one gulp and placed the teacup on the table with a thud. "This straw man is the same as the one on the altar. I think Pandu is like this, which is also the same as the one on the altar." It's related to the straw man," Zhao Xingguo said fiercely.

After all, everyone remembers that Pandu was the first person to touch the straw man with his hand at the altar.

What’s even more surprising to everyone is that Yoko said that she asked for this straw man from the temple in her hometown. She never found a suitable opportunity to make a wish, so she kept it with her.

"Isn't this ghost from our local area, but from the East?" Pi Ruan's question sounds a bit strange at first, but when you think about it carefully, it is very appropriate.

"Perhaps it's not just the ghosts inside the door, but the disciple who carries this door may also be from the East." Luo He analyzed: "The disciple is from the East. He followed his companions all the way to Gray Stone Town, but he couldn't stand it. It was corroded, and the ghost behind the door ran out."