Nightmare Attack

Chapter 260 Fog

"Damn it!" the fat man yelled, "Why are there so many old ghosts in the dungeon recently? Is the orphanage on holiday?"

"Tsk," Jiang Cheng's emotional expression immediately changed. He looked up and down the fat man suspiciously. He always felt that this fat man was not as well-behaved as before, and he always seemed to have something to say.

Fortunately, Jiang Cheng only stared at it for a few seconds before looking away. He walked to Xia Meng's table and sat down. He glanced at the glass in front of Xia Meng first, and then poured himself a glass of water.

There is something wrong with this house, if you can be more careful, you should be more careful. The safest way is to follow the footsteps of the predecessors, just like seeing someone drinking water, and drinking it yourself after nothing happened.

Xia Meng took a sip of water just now, he and the fat man saw it.

Seemingly seeing through Jiang Cheng's thoughts, Xia Meng glanced at him disdainfully.

After taking a sip of water and moistening his throat, Jiang Cheng pulled off his clothes contentedly, then made a deliberate circle, and flung out the clue newspaper in front of Xia Meng very embarrassingly.

He squinted his eyes and said in a cadenced tone, "Let me see what's written inside?"

Before he could open the newspaper, Xia Meng jumped up and pressed the newspaper on the table, "Are you a stupid pig, open it at this time?"

Although the voice was not loud, it could be heard that she was suppressing it intentionally, otherwise it would be even more vicious.

Thanks to the quality of the newspaper, if it were an ordinary newspaper, Xia Meng's slap would probably tear it apart.

Jiang Cheng blinked his eyes, with a cute expression on his face, obviously waiting for her to continue talking.

"Is there any explanation on when this thing will be opened?" Fatty also had the same doubts. He pursed his lips. He just picked up the teacup before he could drink it, but he shivered all over himself.

All the information he had about the nightmare was told by the doctor, and he only knew that there were mission clues hidden in the clue newspaper, and it would only be revealed when he entered the nightmare.

After realizing that Jiang Cheng and Fatty were not pretending, Xia Meng let out a sigh of relief, and finally gave Jiang Cheng a hard look at Jiang Cheng, who had almost ruined something, and then slowly sat back.

Of course, the newspaper is also returned to its original owner.

"The later the newspaper is opened, the greater the profit," she said succinctly.

after a few seconds
"In other words, the clues inside are not fixed. The later you open it, the more clues will be exposed, right?" Fatty seemed to have realized something, swallowed, and continued to ask: "Is that what you mean?"

"Yes."

The fat man who got an affirmative answer secretly turned his head to look at the doctor.

After realizing that the fat man was looking at him, Jiang Cheng immediately stiffened his neck and shouted in a cadenced voice: "I know!"

The rain came and went quickly, and not long after, the sound of the pattering rain could no longer be heard. This gave the people in Jiangcheng a feeling that the rain was just trying to drive them into the wing.

"Look," the fat man walked to the window and poked his head out, "the rain has stopped."

Xia Meng also walked to the window, and after a while, she said, "Strange, although the rain has stopped, the day has not changed, it is still so dark."

The fat man turned his head, "Is it going to rain soon?"

"It's not like that," Jiang Cheng replied. He walked to the door in the other direction, hid behind the door, and looked out through the gap in the middle of the door. After a while, he withdrew his body and said slowly: "It seems to be fast." It's night."

Although the speed of time in nightmares has always been a mystery, counting from when they woke up, it took only two hours at full speed, and only two hours from early morning to night, which is still weird and a bit too much.

"Will it be related to the mission in this instance?" the fat man asked.

Xia Meng nodded and said, "It's possible."

Although the rain had stopped, a layer of mist had formed on the lake facing the window at some point. The mist came suddenly, and by the time Fatty found out, it had almost filled the entire lake.

"Doctor, it's foggy," the fat man stared at the doctor who found a few candles and lit them immediately. The room was gradually shrouded in light.

Xia Meng was in charge of checking the doors and windows, making sure they were closed, and trying to prevent the fog from blowing in.

After all, the fog blowing from the lake is really weird. If there is nothing wrong with it, I am afraid they themselves will not believe it.

Several people huddled some distance away from the windows and doors, waiting quietly.

Not long after, an ethereal sound entered Fatty's ears. He only heard a little bit at first, but then, as if he had sensed something, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Just when he turned his head and was about to say something to the doctor beside him, a hand stuck out from his shoulder and suddenly covered his mouth, "I heard that too," a faint voice came from his ear Passed over.

It's a doctor.

The doctor did not choose to pile up the limited candles around him, but spread out the candles, two stood behind the door, and the other two stood behind the window, so that the positions of the door and the window were brightly reflected.

The only remaining one was held in the doctor's hand, and it seemed that there was no plan to ignite it yet.

Even if the three of them were together, the faces of the doctor and Xia Meng were not very clear when he saw them, but there was a rough outline, vague and vague, and it was a bit scary after looking at them for a long time.

It was the sound of singing, babbling, coming from the position of the lake, the singing was extremely sad and strange.

The fat man quickly searched in his mind, and then frowned. Where did he seem to be? He had heard a sound a little bit similar to it.

After a while, his face suddenly turned pale, and he remembered that it was the time the doctor fell asleep watching a horror movie, and the female ghost in that movie sang like this.

The female ghost's name is Chu Renmei.

Thinking of the female ghost in red standing strangely at the bottom of the lake, Fatty immediately lost his composure, and his body trembled slightly. He did not believe such a coincidence.

The depths of the old house, the night, the lakeside, the sound of opera singing, the fog... No matter how these things are combined, it is a proper horror movie.

I tried my best to block my ears with both hands, but it was useless at all. The sound seemed to be able to pierce the palm of my hand and enter my mind directly.

Just when the fat man was about to be unbearable, the singing gradually faded away, and soon, the outside was completely quiet. The people in Jiangcheng didn't get up to check immediately, but waited for a while, and then gradually stood up.

When it was Fatty's turn, his legs were so numb that he couldn't even stand up, and he didn't dare to speak because he hadn't heard Jiang Cheng or Xia Meng speak.

"Remember what that woman said?" It was the doctor's voice.

After a pause, Xia Meng's emotionless voice sounded: "Master, I like to be quiet. The house is always deserted, and there are few rooms for people to live in. Please stay in the wing room at night and don't wander around, so as not to disturb everyone."

"This should be what disturbed us." Jiang Cheng said.

(End of this chapter)