Nightmare Attack

Chapter 1105
"What's the situation?" He was already nervous in such an environment, but all of a sudden, the fat man felt a chill rushing up from the soles of his feet.

The things in the coffin moved, but they didn't know whether it was the body of the watchman, the bones of Empress Dahe, or some other mess.

"Well"

A few seconds later, Chen Hao, who was holding the Soul Requiem Bell, suddenly let out a muffled snort, and then his body began to tremble uncontrollably, as if he was in great pain.

When Yu Chengmu, Jia Jinliang and Abiao saw this, they immediately distanced themselves from him.

What's even more weird is that the paper man and paper horse walking in front also stopped at the same time.

Lei Mingyu and Du Moyu quickly moved forward. Lei Mingyu held onto Chen Hao's shoulders with sharp eyesight and quick hands, preventing him from falling down.

"How are you?" Du Moyu asked hastily.

Chen Hao's face was full of pain, he gritted his teeth, and jumped out word by word, "This Soul Relief Bell has usage restrictions, and each person can only use it once at most!"

"Can only be used once."

Before Du Moyu could think about it, Chen Hao groaned again, his complexion became more and more pale, and even a blue color appeared.

Du Moyu didn't dare to delay any longer, and quickly snatched the soul-suppressing bell, "Brother Hao, don't worry, I'll come next time, each of you once, how is your health, can you go?"

"Yes." Chen Hao nodded with difficulty.

It seemed to confirm Chen Hao's words. After Zhen Hun Ling left his hand, Chen Hao's complexion improved a lot, and his body no longer trembled for no reason.

Jiang Cheng frowned when he saw Du Moyu took the soul-suppressing bell. He didn't find the problem yet, but he just felt bad.

How did Chen Hao know that the Soul Rescue Bell can only be used once?

If Yu Chengmu said this, it would still be convincing.

Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng subconsciously turned his head to look at Yu Chengmu, who stared at Chen Hao vigilantly, as if facing an enemy.

"Moved."

Fatty's voice brought Jiang Cheng back to his senses. He turned his head and found that the paper figurines and horses continued to move forward. The blood-red joint burial coffin exuded a coquettish aura in the night.

"Pay attention to the number of steps." Chen Hao pushed away Lei Mingyu who was supporting him, and tilted his head to remind Du Moyu, "49 [-] steps is a small cycle, and you need to ring the bell once!"

"Okay, I'll remember." Du Moyu, who took over the Soul Requiem Bell, stared at the team in front with a solemn expression.

The reason why he took over the bell was also a helpless move. Judging by Chen Hao's appearance, he would die if no one replaced him, but it was unrealistic to count on Yu Chengmu, or even Jiangcheng and the others.

too late.

The team moved forward slowly and did not go very far.
"boom!"

There was another sound, this time it was more violent than the sum of the previous times.

The coffin lid even jumped slightly.

The fat man's eyes widened. From his position, he could clearly see that the coffin lid had shifted slightly, revealing a small gap.

And as they continued to walk, the coffin lid was pushed open bit by bit.

Just at this time, an unexpected situation happened.

The paper figurine walking in the middle on the left suddenly reached out and grabbed the coffin lid.

The beating inside the coffin gradually faded away, and the contents fell silent.

Yu Chengmu stared at the paper figurine who made a sudden attack, with a glint of gloating in his eyes.

"Ring the bell quickly!" Chen Hao reminded sharply.

Du Moyu didn't doubt that he was there, but the moment he rang the soul-suppressing bell, he lost all strength for a while, Lei Mingyu had quick eyesight and quick hands, and immediately supported him.

Because of Chen Hao's example, everyone didn't care.

"The bell. The bell is for you." Du Moyu held the bell in his hand and shook his head slightly, as if trying to wake himself up.

He looked extremely weak, and the ringing of the bell just now seemed to take away his soul.

At the same time, Chen Hao also came up, took Du Moyu's arm, and asked with concern: "How are you?"

"I'm fine." Du Moyu motioned him to feel relieved.

Just like last time, after the bell rang, the paper figurines and paper horses stopped almost at the same time, and after a new person replaced the Soul Requiem Bell, the team moved forward again.

The sound of water can already be heard in the ear, it seems that this place is not far from the Dushui River, "I will go on top of you next, it seems that before all of us take turns, we will be able to reach the Dushui River." Lei Ming Yu lowered his voice.

Sure enough, as the village chief said, they don't need to carry the coffin this time, because there are paper people and paper horses, and the danger on the road obviously comes from this coffin.

The village head specifically warned that the coffin must not be opened along the way.

The things inside could no longer bear the loneliness and were about to come out.

"Let's go quickly." Jia Jinliang urged.

The group continued on their way.

Lei Mingyu held the Soul Requiem Bell tightly, and followed closely behind the corpse-hunting team, keeping an eye on the team's steps.

But this time, Jiang Cheng's attention stayed on Chen Hao and Du Moyu who were "out of strength".

After a while, Jiang Cheng frowned. He found that Chen Hao and Du Moyu's behavior was a little strange.

The two of them didn't seem to care about Lei Mingyu, the teammate who was holding the Soul Requiem Bell, but were secretly observing him, as well as Yu Chengmu and others.

What's even more weird is that the three of Yu Chengmu had the same attitude towards Chen Hao and Du Moyu. The two groups always kept a subtle distance, as if they were on guard.

Jiang Cheng turned his head and looked at the paper man pressing the coffin lid with his hands. Slowly, a bold guess emerged in his mind.

He thought of the corpse painting task last night, Fatty's souls had passed through the body of a paper figurine.

Could it be that there are souls in the paper figures next to the coffin?

And the person who rings the soul bell will exchange souls with the paper man next to the coffin?
In other words, Chen Hao Du Moyu's body is no longer controlled by the original soul!
Jiang Cheng thought of a very appropriate word called Duoshe.

Perhaps this is the real crisis tonight.

Otherwise, Jiang Cheng would not be able to understand why the paper figurine suddenly made a move to help them suppress the coffin. It was because the soul inside the paper figurine was Chen Hao!

He didn't want to watch his brother die!

And Yu Chengmu and the others saw all this, so they kept their distance from "Chen Hao" and "Du Moyu".

His thoughts turned quickly, and a few seconds later, Jia Jinliang's seemingly simple and honest voice came, "Brother Jiang."

Jiang Cheng turned his head and faced the face of Jia Jinliang's righteous words, "After Brother Lei Mingyu passes by, you and Brother Fugui will ring the bell first. We discussed it with Mr. Yu, and finally we are approaching the riverside of Dushui. The most dangerous We will be responsible for that part of the road!"

If it was a guess before, after Jia Jinliang's words, Jiangcheng was at least 9% sure.

It seems that Chen Hao's luck is not very good, he made a wrong bet, this Soul Requiem Bell is a big hole, the real treasure is that piece of cloth.

"boom!"

"crunch-"

There was a harsh scratching sound from inside the coffin. One could imagine that it was definitely caused by an abnormally sharp nail scratching the inner wall of the coffin.

(End of this chapter)