Nightmare Attack

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In an instant, a chill shot up from the soles of his feet, all the way to the fat man's forehead.

He was attracted by a "creaking" sound. At first, he thought that some piece of wood in the temple was rotten and loose, but looking at it now, he could not tell which corpse was lying tired. The elder brother crawled out and insisted on saying hello to him. .

According to Fatty's own imagination, he will probably be killed by the floating ghoul in the following three ways: first, the floating ghoul is lying on the ceiling above his head, hanging upside down, and there may be mucus in it Something dripped down and landed on him, and then took advantage of the moment he was attracted to look up, and instantly dropped him.

Second, the floating ghoul is standing behind him wet all over, waiting for him to turn back excitedly, and then kill him in seconds.

Third, the floating ghoul is now hiding behind the coffin, and when he approaches, it will suddenly jump out and kill him in seconds.

Although the fat man feels that his skills are much better than before, he should not be able to tear him apart from the ghost, so as long as the ghost makes a move, he can tidy up his appearance.

The fat man swallowed carefully. In order to deal with these three ways of killing, he lowered his head slightly, did not turn around at all, but slowly moved back. With the faint light, the fat man saw that the coffin behind the statue of the goddess was not empty, but filled with corpses.

The body closest to him was swollen and wet, his face was covered with a piece of yellow paper, and a black piece of wood was pressed on top of the yellow paper.

If it was Jiang Cheng standing here, he would recognize that it was a town ruler.

Seeing that the corpse was lying obediently in the coffin, the fat man put his heart back into his stomach, but he still didn't turn his head. Instead, he used his peripheral vision to determine the location, and slowly retreated to the incense burner, kneeling respectfully in front of the statue of the goddess On the futon, I began to pick up nice words.

"Is this the end?" Jiang Cheng sat opposite the fat man, listening carefully to his description of what happened in the mourning hall.

The fat man put both hands on the table, holding the teacup carefully, as if he was absorbing the temperature of the tea, "Yes, doctor, it's scary anyway, but it's okay, nothing happened. I'll wait until the incense burns out." , came out and rang the bell, and then came back." After a pause, the fat man added as if recalling something, "By the way, I saw Lei Mingyu on the way back."

"Did you say hello?" Jiang Cheng's tone changed.

The fat man shook his head, "Of course not, I was worried that he was pretending to be a ghost, so he ignored him at all, that...he also ignored me."

Not long ago, Jiangcheng heard the ringing of the bell, and it seemed that Lei Mingyu had also arrived at the mourning hall.

Similar to the situation encountered by the fat man, Lei Mingyu also heard the "creaking" sound from behind the statue of the goddess, but after lighting the incense, he stood in front of the incense burner, completely ignoring the sound, let alone looking at it. .

After an unknown period of time, the fat man was lying on the bed. He was exhausted from the previous night's vigil. He was half asleep and half awake when he suddenly heard the sound of a bell, and "Gulu" got up from the bed.

Jiang Cheng had been sitting by the table, with his mobile phone on the table, and said calmly, "It's Lei Mingyu who came out."

The fat man wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked out the window, "It seems that he has also passed the test."

Just like what Jiang Cheng thought, the two people who got the upper lottery and the upper lottery were all safe and sound. The real danger was indeed behind. Will die in the first level.

The real unlucky ones are probably A Biao who signed the lottery, or Pang Xiaofeng who signed the lottery.

And if everything is normal, the person who is going to die tonight is almost certainly Ah Biao.

The fat man seemed to have thought of this, and lowered his voice: "Doctor, if someone must die tonight, I hope it will be that A Biao. They are not good people."

"I hope." Jiang Cheng picked up his phone and recorded the time after hearing the sound of Yu Chengmu striking the bell.

Not surprisingly, after lighting the incense, Yu Chengmu also heard the "creaking" sound, but Yu Chengmu didn't seem to be too flustered. After entering the mourning hall, he guessed the identity of the drowned person from the layout of the entire mourning hall. The body was placed behind the statue.

But what puzzled him was the statue in front of him. He had been in this way for many years, and he had never seen or heard of such a statue.

And... Yu Chengmu looked at the statue up and down, and felt more and more weird. The statue was shaped too realistically, whether it was the face or the folds on the clothes, they were all lifelike.

This is not a good thing. Clay statues that are too similar to gods will be considered a crime of disrespect, ranging from financial loss and illness to serious disasters.

Not only that, but the arrangement of the sacrifices in front of him was also different from what he had imagined. The sacrifices were placed neatly and orderly, but the sacrifices in front of him were messy, as if they had been put together improvised.

Yu Chengmu squinted his eyes and carefully looked at the offerings in front of him. When he counted the last one, his eyelids trembled. There were 10 offerings in total, which was not an odd number!

There are strict requirements for placing sacrifices. It can be one piece, but if there are more than one piece, it must be 3 or a multiple of 3, and it must not be an even number.

Because it has been passed down by the older generation, if the number of sacrifices is even, then the funeral will be double, and one more person will die among those who come to worship.

After making this discovery, Yu Chengmu immediately walked to the altar, picked out an offering fruit and examined it carefully. After a while, a scene that made his back feel cold appeared, and this offering fruit was also 10 pieces!
Taking a deep breath, Yu Chengmu finally understood why this statue temple was so weird, because it wasn't any kind of god at all, but a ghost!
These villagers... are actually worshiping ghosts!

After figuring this out, Yu Chengmu focused his attention on the white candle that was as thick as a baby's arm in front of him. At this moment, the calmly burning candle became strange to Yu Chengmu's eyes.

The time for a stick of incense passed quickly, and Yu Chengmu did not leave immediately after the incense was extinguished. Instead, he walked behind the statue and gently opened the white curtain.

Several large coffins were placed side by side at the back. Yu Chengmu hesitated for a moment and walked over. Inside each coffin was a swollen and whitish corpse, and the face of the corpse was covered with yellow paper, which was suppressed with a ruler.

Yu Chengmu is not a fat man, he just glanced at it and was secretly startled, then took off a high hanging white lantern from nearby, lit the lantern, and half-kneeled in front of the coffin, and by the light, he was finally in the coffin A gap was found below, and water continued to overflow along the gap.

Every coffin is dripping.

If you look closely, the dripping water merged into one stream and flowed towards the front of the temple along a barely visible crack in the ground.

　Let me see who is so free to read books today

　
(End of this chapter)