Nightmare Attack

Chapter 1038 Entering the Temple Gate (4200 words)
At the same time, the fat man also heard the sound, and his eyes became alert: "What sound?"

Jiang Cheng walked to the door, but didn't open it. He just looked out through the gap in the middle of the door. After a while, the more rapid sound gradually subsided, followed by the sound of knocking on wooden clappers.

"Boom."

"Boom."

……

The sound was constantly moving, judging from the direction, it came in from the gate of the courtyard, and they walked the way they came.

Jiang Cheng squinted his eyes, and saw someone from a distance standing next to the wing where Yu Chengmu and the others were holding a big white lantern.

After a while, someone came out of the wing room and seemed to be talking.

Jiang Cheng counted the time silently, then turned to look at the fat man, "Let's go, the watchman has arrived." After speaking, Jiang Cheng opened the door and walked out, the fat man hurriedly followed after taking a sip of hot tea.

When Jiang Cheng and Fatty arrived, Chen Hao's group and Jia Jinliang A Biao had already arrived, and standing in front of them was an old man wearing a black robe and a white cloth belt around his waist.

There was still a tattered red cloth wrapped around the old man's right arm.

Everyone's attention was more focused on the lantern carried by the old man, and a blood-red inscription was written on the white lantern surface.

The calligraphy pen is like a dragon and snake, reflecting the erratic candlelight, giving people an unreal illusion.

Looking at the lantern and the old man's attire, Yu Chengmu seemed to have noticed something, his eyelids couldn't help but twitched a few times, and then he cupped his hands with a very respectful attitude: "The senior can come to give advice, but the junior is panicked."

The old man raised the lantern, and by the light, everyone could vaguely see the face of the old man. Pang Xiaofeng, the least courageous, suddenly changed his face. The right side of the old man's face was completely destroyed, as if torn off by the sharp claws of a beast. Yes, on the remaining half of the left face, a single triangular eye was embedded in the eye socket, and the edge of the slightly closed eyelid faintly refracted.

After a while, a hoarse voice sounded like gravel rubbing against the glass, "You corpse hunters belong to the same lineage as my watchmen thousands of years ago, and you won't be subdued if you call me senior."

"Let's gossip less. Tonight, the corpse hunter will go to the mourning hall to watch the night. I will give you one or two instructions, and you will listen carefully."

"Senior, please speak." Yu Chengmu became more and more obedient.

"You can't go together during the night watch. There are too many people who are angry and gather together. I'm afraid there will be variables out of thin air. You go one by one, and each of you keeps a stick of incense. You can leave after the incense burns out." The voice of the watchman was mixed in the wind, Can't hear clearly.

Chen Hao lowered his voice: "Senior, is everyone going to watch the night?"

His question was very pertinent. After all, it was almost 3 o'clock now, and there were 11 of them. If one stick of incense was calculated for half an hour, the sky would be dawn before the last person was guarded.

The watchman turned his head to look at him, and being stared at by the sight, Chen Hao felt like a thorn in his back, "Huh——huh——" The watchman let out a strange panting sound, as if he was laughing: "Of course not all of them, there are 5 people , 5 people are enough."

The watchman glanced at the few people in front of him, and suddenly said, "Just the five people closest to me!"

Everyone was taken aback when they heard this, but it was too late to think about retreating at this moment.

Yu Chengmu, Pang Xiaofeng, Lei Mingyu, A Biao and Fatty won the lottery.

Several people came out one after another and stood in front of the watchman.

In fact, Jiang Cheng was the fifth one, but before he could go out, he was secretly pinched by the fat man, and the fat man next to him went up first.

Just as Jiang Cheng was about to speak, he noticed from the corner of his eye that the watchman took out a pen holder from his arms, and there was a rattling sound inside.

It's... a bucket!
They want to draw lots?
With his back turned to Jiang Cheng, the fat man made a reassuring gesture to him.

The watchman glanced at the faces of the five people one by one, and after a while, he handed the lottery bucket to Lei Mingyu, "Let's start with you, and you will draw lots to decide the order."

Lei Mingyu sneered, without shaking, he took out one and handed it to the watchman, "That's it."

The fat man got close, and secretly stretched his neck to look at the sign. There were a bunch of ghostly symbols on it, and he didn't know a single word.

After the watchman glanced at it, he said in a voice like an announcement: "Signed."

Chen Hao sighed slightly after hearing this.

Next was Yu Chengmu, who took the bucket respectfully, first read a few words in a low voice while holding the bucket, then shook the bucket three times to the left and three times to the right, and finally lightly Gently shake out a sign.

Seeing the ghost painting talisman signed, Yu Chengmu frowned slightly, but he didn't look very worried.

"A tie in the lottery." The watchman announced.

The next one was Fatty, and the fatty stretched out his hand to get into the bucket, and almost got stuck because his hand was too fat. Yu Chengmu couldn't help but sneered and shook his head when he saw it. This person really didn't have any sense of awe. Dare to be so presumptuous, not afraid of retribution.

But in the next second, he couldn't laugh anymore. The watchman looked at the sign, then raised his head to look at the innocent face of the fat man, "Sign up."

Jiang Cheng let go of his heart.

The hearts of the remaining two people lifted up.

The upper lottery is gone, the upper lottery is gone, and the middle lottery is gone, so... what is left?

When Ah Biao heard the news that he had drawn a lottery, a trace of panic appeared on his calm face, and Pang Xiaofeng was a lottery, and his calves were even weaker at this moment.

"The first vigil is signed at the top." The watchman put away the lottery bucket and said calmly, "Then go down one by one, and sign the last vigil at the bottom."

Now A Biao and Pang Xiaofeng's expressions brightened.

Fatty: "???"

The watchman didn't intend to explain, so he raised his legs and walked towards the room of Yu Chengmu and the others. Everyone followed in confusion, only to see the watchman took out two small conical gadgets from his pocket and threw them on the table .

"You can find the incense to calculate the time in the mourning hall. Use the thickest white candle in front of the mourning hall to light the incense. Remember, no matter what happens in the middle, you are not allowed to leave."

"These two small things are reserved for you in case of emergencies." As he spoke, the watchman took out some from his pocket and distributed them to everyone, "Two for each wing, you keep them well."

Jiang Cheng took it and weighed it with his hands. The texture was thick and hard, and it was covered with a dark green shell. Jiang Cheng couldn't guess what was inside.

"Senior." Jia Jinliang said with a smile on his face, "How to use this thing, and when will it be used?"

"It's enough to light it with fire." The watchman said quietly: "As for when to use it, you will know when the time comes."

Frustrated, Jia Jinliang didn't dare to inquire any more, and the watchman in front of him was obviously not a good guy to get along with.

Standing up, the watchman walked out, and turned his head when he got to the door, "Also, remember, the mourning hall is at the west end of the house, and there is an old pagoda tree planted in front of the hall, and there is a mouthful under the pagoda tree." The bell, before the five of you enter, and when you leave, you must hit the bell, and when you hear the bell, it is time to change people."

"5 people, 5 sticks of incense, calculated based on half an hour for each incense stick, it shouldn't last until dawn." Jiang Cheng said suddenly: "Is that okay, senior?"

There was a hint of sullenness on the terrifying face of the watchman, "Didn't you understand what I said, I..."

The next second, the watchman stopped suddenly, his mouth opened slightly, and his single eye stared at Jiang Cheng, it first tightened slightly, and then widened suddenly.

Yu Chengmu looked surprised, and asked in a low voice, "Senior?"

At this moment, the watchman seemed to wake up from a dream, and after leaving a sentence of "starting in a quarter of an hour, you can take care of yourself", he carried the lantern and staggered away. His right leg seemed to be injured.

After the watchman left, everyone turned their attention to Jiangcheng, but Jiangcheng himself didn't know why.

Time was running out, and Jiang Cheng wanted to take Fatty away quickly, but was stopped by Jia Jinliang, who was stern and shameless, "Everyone, don't leave yet. It is fate that we met here, and we should all help each other in the same boat."

"In my opinion, we all leave contact information with each other, and share information as soon as we have it, how about it?"

Although we knew that he had no good intentions, we didn't tear ourselves apart after all, so we left contact information for each other.

"We're the first ones, we need to prepare first." Jiang Cheng pulled the fat man away.

On the way, the fat man was crying, "Doctor, what the hell do you think this is? Is it because I was targeted? Why am I the first one to go to the night watch? Isn't this the best lottery?"

"It's quite strange, but you don't have to worry too much. The probability of death is not high when you come up. This time, it may be more dangerous as you go later." After thinking about it, Jiang Cheng continued: "But you should also be careful, if you are not careful It’s hard to say if you touch the taboo.”

When mentioning the taboo, the fat man looked at Jiang Cheng curiously while there was no one around, and said in a low voice, "The way the watchman looked at you was so strange just now, he seems to have seen something."

Hearing that Jiang Cheng slowed down, it seemed that he was also thinking about this issue.

"Did he find out that there is no brother?" The fat man asked in a low voice.

Jiang Cheng shook his head, "It's not like, I thought of this too, but I tried to wake Wu up just now, but he didn't respond at all, and I don't believe that the beater would find out if Wu didn't show up on his own initiative."

If the beater really has this ability, then Jiangcheng suspects that he is the big boss in this dungeon world.

After a while, Jiang Cheng uttered an analysis that made Fatty's hair stand on end: "If I were to look at a person with that look, then I would think that this person is familiar to me, but I just can't figure out where I've seen it before, or that this person is my favorite." Yes, but I don't understand why he suddenly appeared here."

"You mean the watchman...has seen you before?" The fat man couldn't help but tremble. This guess was really scary. When the night wind blew, the goosebumps on his body stood up.

Jiang Cheng didn't stop until he could see the big locust tree from a distance, "I won't see you off, Fatty, be smart." As he said that, Jiang Cheng also took out a piece of what the beater gave to Fatty, He confessed: "We don't know whether this thing is good or bad, but you remember, unless you are at the end of your rope, this thing...don't use it."

"I know... I know, doctor." The fat man took it nervously, as if he felt that it was not safe to hold it in his hand, and stuffed it into his pocket again.

"Also, you have to observe more when you arrive, but you can only watch. Try not to touch it with your hands, and don't use your mobile phone. I won't call you, and you shouldn't call me either."

"it is good!"

After the confession, Jiang Cheng returned immediately. He came here to send the fat man at a risk, so try to return to his residence before the 3rd watch, otherwise he might be entangled.

But halfway through, Jiang Cheng's worries were fulfilled.

It's just that it wasn't a ghost that entangled him, or it wasn't a ghost for the time being, but... a white lantern was swaying about tens of meters away from him.

It's a beater!

The watchman didn't leave, but stared at him from afar!

A chill ran down his back. Jiang Cheng wasn't afraid of him, but he didn't understand why he did this to him. Jiang Cheng didn't remember the face of slapping others, and they were in two worlds. They should have never met before.

What's even more weird is that from the look in the watchman's eyes, he also detected the other party's doubts.

"Boom-"

The dull bell echoed in the abandoned house, like throwing a stone into stagnant water.

After the fat man hit the clock, he cheered himself up and walked into the mourning hall in front of him.

After getting closer, the fat man realized that this building with a mourning hall was a bit strange, it didn't look like what should be in a normal house, but it looked like... a temple.

Yes, it is a temple!

The hessian white cloth and white banners hanging outside have been blown to pieces by the night wind, and some fell to the ground. After stepping into the high threshold, a statue greeted the eyes.

It is a statue of a woman.

Fatty doesn't know much about worshiping gods, so he doesn't know which goddess or bodhisattva this is. He just thinks this sculpture is really exquisite.

A woman is beautiful, and it is a kind of unassuming beauty. A woman's eyebrows, lips, and even the folds on her clothes are all lifelike. There is even a feeling that a woman will dance with the wind when a gust of wind blows.

The fat man shivered suddenly, "Why do I have such an outrageous feeling?"

He immediately looked away from the woman, and looked down. There was a table of sacrifices in front of the sculpture, and there were various white paper flowers and hanging white lanterns on both sides.

On the lantern is written a large inscription with a black brush.

The fat man found the censer from the table where the sacrifices were placed, and there were a few sticks of incense scattered beside the censer.

The fat man picked one that was pleasing to the eye, and remembering what the watcher said, he found the thickest white candle in front of the mourning hall, lit the incense, and inserted it into the incense burner.

Later, the fat man knelt in front of the statue of the woman devoutly, kowtowed three times to the statue respectfully, and muttered in a low voice: "I'm sorry, sister fairy, I know that burning incense for gods should be three sticks of incense, but I There is no way, I only have one incense stick, you are a kind hearted Bodhisattva, please don’t be as fussy as me, when I go out this time, I myself... no, I’m still dragging the doctor, we will offer incense to you together, please Please, Sister Immortal, don’t blame me!”

As if sensing his kindness, there was a sudden "creak" sound in the direction of the sculpture, as if someone stepped on rotten wood.

The fat man was startled, and jumped up from the ground with a "bass".

He carefully discerned that the sound seemed to be coming from behind the sculpture. The back of the sculpture was stitched together with several large pieces of white cloth. When the wind blew, a large black gap was exposed at the joint of the white cloth. There was obviously room behind it.

The fat man approached carefully, not daring to touch the white cloth, but slowly moved his face closer.

In the next second, his pupils narrowed sharply, and he saw several large coffins lined up next to the sculpture. At this moment, all the coffin lids were lifted, and along the edge, Still dripping down.

(End of this chapter)