Nightmare Attack

Nodding slightly to the fat man, Jiang Cheng took a deep breath, "Let's get started."

The fat man turned around and walked step by step towards the location designed by Jiangcheng. At this moment, Jiangcheng Ye Qiutang's eyes were fixed on the fat man's back, as if hoping to find a little comfort from that generous shoulder, relying on their own There is no hope, now the only one left with a chance to break the game is Fatty.

Coincidentally, Jiangcheng Ye Qiutang was full of confidence in Fatty.

Jiang Cheng had a deep understanding and friendship with each other because the two had been together for such a long time, but Ye Qiutang was different, she was entirely because of Mr. Song's confession.

Bearing the hopes of the three of them, the fat man stood firmly in front of the window. After adjusting his mood, he stretched out his fingers, poked a hole in the window paper, and then poked his face over.

About 10 seconds later, as the fat man stood up straight, Jiang Cheng, Ye Qiutang, and the fat man all felt a strange force at the same time. The power was at the intersection of the straight lines behind the three of them, but this time it was no longer repelling Instead, a vortex was formed, pulling the three of them inward.

Ye Qiutang couldn't stand it at first, and was the first to be pulled upside down, and plunged into the center of the vortex. After Jiangcheng Fatty also flew upside down, the suction finally disappeared, and there were no more three people in the courtyard just now. figure.

The next second, in another identical courtyard, the three of Jiang Cheng woke up abruptly. They were not awakened as if they were lying on the ground, but they were always maintaining a movement, like a sculpture.

I don't know how long they have been standing, so now all three of them have different degrees of back pain.

But staring at the big plaque in the Hall of Merit in front of him, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but let out a long breath.

Ye Qiutang reacted quickly, and she immediately realized that she was saved, because the weird feeling of being watched behind her disappeared, "Come out! We...we're out!"

"Brother Wang, it's really you!" Ye Qiutang, who escaped from death, nodded heavily at the fat man.

The fat man waved his hand in embarrassment, "What does it have to do with me? The solution was proposed by you, Miss Ye. My brother added the details. At best, I just ran errands."

Looking at the Gongde Hall in front of him, Jiangcheng suddenly felt a strange feeling. It took him a while to realize that it was much quieter inside, "Let's go! Let's get out of here!"

Restraining his intention to go up to find out, Jiang Cheng took the fat man Ye Qiutang and left quickly. The "Ponytail Girl" situation was solved for the time being, but who can guarantee that there are no other ghosts inside?
And not long ago, Jiang Cheng noticed that there were no figures of Xuande and Xuanming among the people in the Gongde Hall.

Walking under the simple and heavy stone wall, Fatty didn't feel the joy of the rest of his life at all, because he knew that the road ahead would only be more difficult, "Brother, where are we going now?"

"The Sutra Pavilion."

Jiang Cheng didn't turn his head back. In his eyes, there were murderous intentions everywhere in this Taoist temple. Ye Qiutang had a good saying, capture the thief first and capture the king. Now that he knows that everything here is fake, and the monks and priests are not right, then Jiang Cheng will naturally not succeed. Having fulfilled Taoist Ling Xiao's wish, he was ready to fight against each other, and if he couldn't, he would fight the other party.

Shuttle back and forth between the two stone walls, this is a shortcut to the Sutra Pavilion they concluded, which can save a lot of time.

"Ok?"

Just as he turned a small road, Jiang Cheng stopped suddenly, and a scarlet wall appeared on his left.

This wall is tall and noble, which is quite different from the rough and simple stone wall before.

As the fat man looked up, his eyes couldn't help but pause, this... this is actually a Buddhist temple!
"What's the situation?" The fat man was dumbfounded, and then a horrifying chill came to his heart. There was actually an extra Buddhist temple in Qingyun Temple.

It would be fine if there were strange things happening near the Sutra Pavilion, but now other places in the Taoist temple are also starting to feel wrong.

And it was a coincidence that this Buddhist temple actually appeared on the road in front of them, as if it had been prepared for the three of them.

The Buddha Hall is not very grand, but the lights inside are obvious, and there is a faint sound of chanting. From such a distance, they can even smell the incense inside.

"Do you want to go in?" Swallowing, the fat man looked at Jiang Cheng with some embarrassment. Of course he didn't want to enter such a ghostly place, but he judged from his experience that since the other party could appear here, they might not be able to escape this level. .

Ye Qiutang saw what the fat man was thinking, gritted his teeth and said, "Whether you can avoid it or not, you have to try it!"

"I still know a way, you follow me!" Ye Qiutang led Fatty Jiangcheng back the same way. When they were with Mr. Song and the others, the few of them had repeatedly explored the nearby terrain. In terms of familiarity with the route alone , Ye Qiutang thinks he is better than Jiangcheng and Fatty.

But soon Ye Qiutang's face became ugly. They had been walking for a while, but they didn't see a fork in the road. It was clear. They saw several people when they came, and Ye Qiutang stopped in front of a stone wall. At the footsteps, she stared at the wall, "No, I remember it very clearly. There should be a fork in the road. When we were hunted down by those evil monks, we ran away from here. I will never remember it wrong! "

As if to verify his guess, Ye Qiutang stepped forward, and with his hands pushed aside the branches and leaves of a dwarf tree close to the wall. Through the gap, he could see a scar on the trunk. cut down.

"That's right! It's here!" Ye Qiutang excitedly explained to the two of them.

I patted the wall in front of me with my hand, the wall is very strong, not moving at all, there are small cracks left by years of wind erosion on the wall, and there are blue moss under the corner of the wall, everything is so real.

"Don't stay here, let's continue walking." The three of Jiang Cheng continued to set off.

Soon, they stopped again, and the fat man stared at the familiar courtyard in front of him. He was about to collapse for a while, "What's going on? Why are we walking back?"

The courtyard gate in front of them is very familiar, it is the Gongde Hall they left not long ago.

But how long did they go back this time? Fatty reckoned that it was half the distance before. Why did they come back after walking halfway?

Moreover, the gate of the courtyard where the Gongde Hall is located is wide open, as if welcoming guests.

Seeing this, Jiang Cheng's expression turned ugly. The other party obviously didn't plan to leave them a way out, "Come on, let's go back and continue looking for a way."

Although he didn't know what the road at the entrance of Jiangcheng referred to, after all, there was not a single fork in the whole way they came back, but out of trust in Jiangcheng, the fat man Ye Qiutang quickly turned around and left this place of right and wrong.