Nightmare Attack

Chapter 273

You Qi is like a walking atmosphere terminator, after what he said, Tang Shirou's hands trembled, and he threw the paper figurine's head on the ground.

After rolling a few times on the ground, the human head hit the box, made a light "dong" sound, and stopped.

But to everyone's surprise, the stopped paper figurine shook its head, just turning its face towards where Tang Shirou was standing.

Under the rough craftsmanship, the corners of the eyes were slightly raised like tears, and the position of the mouth was severely scratched with a red pen. It felt as if he was smiling at her.

A chill spread along Tang Shirou's spine.

In the next second, it spread all over the body.

The night fell quickly, just like last night, the lake under the night was slowly covered by a mist blowing from nowhere, and the three teams all cautiously huddled in their respective rooms.

All the candles were lit, but no one made a sound.

They are all waiting.

Waiting for the sound of the drum as the opening horn of a good show, and. Master Huang.

Three heads were placed in the corner of the room, under the faint candlelight, the fat man just glanced at them, and his hairs stood up in fright.

Although these paper figurine heads looked rough during the day, they came alive with grinning teeth when they were flickered by the candlelight at night.

Later, the doctor explained to him, saying that despite the rough workmanship of these paper figurines, they are all made with great effort. The craftsmen are veterans, and the strokes of each stroke are dazzled by the charm, which is not something ordinary craftsmen can do. .

The fat man seemed to understand, but he knew that the doctor's drawing skills were very strong, especially in sketching. A few strokes could outline the most important charm of a person. It was through the doctor's few paintings that he found Xia Meng.

It is said that art is interlinked, and there should be similarities between the two.

he thought to himself.

"Huh?" The next second, the fat man's eyes suddenly moved.

"What are you doing so suddenly?" Xia Meng asked in a low voice, she was also tense at the moment, and the fat man's sudden voice interrupted her thoughts.

Jiang Cheng turned his head, stared at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

The fat man didn't speak at first, but after a long while, he asked softly in an unconfident tone: "Did you hear anything just now?"

"No."

"What did you hear?" Jiang Cheng asked back.

"I don't know either." The fat man said honestly, "It's like, it seems to be something." He paused, and after thinking for a while, he swallowed and said, "Swimming in the lake."

Hearing this, Xia Meng's expression immediately changed, "Are you sure?"

"I can't." The fat man was a little nervous, "but I really do."

"Boom!"

The eyes of the three changed at the same time.

It's drums.

Although it is not very loud, it can be said to be clear in this silent night.

The sound of the drum was ethereal, and spread far along the surface of the lake.

"Boom!"

Another sound.

"Get the things, let's go," Jiang Cheng put on the paper head first, and then slowly opened the door a crack.

The mist on the lake outside even covered the surface of the lake. If it weren't for the chilling atmosphere, it would really be like a fairyland on earth.

Fatty and Xia Meng also put on their paper heads and followed Jiang Cheng out.

Now the vision is bad, and the three of them are all wearing costumes and paper human heads, and they don't listen to the sound, so it's hard to tell who is who.

In this way, the three groped their way to the lake, during which the three of them pulled the sleeve of one of them.

This was Jiang Cheng's idea. After all, in this ghost place, even if he disappeared for a minute, the one who came back might not know what it was.

The other two teams were faster than them, and they had converged at this moment, standing by the lake, looking towards the opposite bank.

On the other side of the lake, there is a faint light.

At first there were only a few lanterns, then a dozen or so, and finally dozens of lanterns. They were all bright red lanterns, floating on the lake and wandering in the mist.

They looked like they had been dug out one by one, with blood-red eyes.

"The drums have already sounded, so there's no need to delay," An Xuan's voice came from someone's head, "Let's gather at the designated location first, and then start preparing."

No one objected, it was fixed from the start.

After walking half a circle along the lake, they finally found a secluded house at the location marked on the paper.

It seems that no one has been in this house for a long time. When the wooden door was pushed open, there was a long and harsh "creaking" sound.

The moonlight was very good tonight, and against the backdrop of the bright moonlight, there were two boxy red sedan chairs placed on the open space in front of them.

The curtain in front of the sedan chair was lifted and tucked in left and right, and there was only one seat inside.

The sedan chair is surrounded by colorful and auspicious patterns painted on it, which is very festive, and it seems that it is used by rich and noble families to welcome relatives.

But at this moment, no one felt happy, because the play they were going to perform today was to use these two red sedan chairs to meet the bride.

Three o'clock at night to meet the kiss.

"Have you memorized all the steps?" It was still An Xuan's voice, but at this moment, his usually calm tone also had a little bit of ups and downs.

"The people in our room, plus Brother Chen, are the first group," An Xuan said. "After the third drum beat, we will go up first, and then the rest of the people will be the second group, waiting for the fourth drum beat." When it rings, go up to answer it."

"Remember." An Xuan lowered his voice and emphasized: "After the play starts, everyone should not talk, do not do any extra actions that are not required, and don't take off the paper and costumes, so as not to change things."

"Five drums sound to change the sedan chair, and the people in the sedan chair don't need to move. Six drums sound, two groups of people carry the sedan chairs and spread out from the left and right, and then come back here to gather. When the seventh drum sounds, the play is over. gone."

"Okay." He took a deep breath and let it out slowly, the eyes of the paper man's head faintly reflected light, "I hope everyone can get through this test safely."

After the words fell, the two groups of people went to their own red sedan chairs, which were all agreed before.

A group of five people, four bearers, and a "bride".

Since it is a bride, it is natural for a woman to dress appropriately, so Tang Shirou is the only suitable person in Anxuan's group, while Xia Meng and Zuo Jing are two women in Jiangcheng's group.

Although they are all acting, at least from a sensory point of view, playing the role of a bride is more dangerous, although the script does not mention who is getting married late at night.

But anyone with a long head will understand that the groom is Young Master Huang.

Because he is the protagonist tonight.

To put it bluntly, these people like myself are all pulled to cooperate with his supporting roles.

Just when the fat man thought that Xia Meng and Zuo Jing, two seemingly shrewd women, would have a dispute over this matter, Zuo Jing accepted the job very easily.

This really shocked the fat man.

It seemed that in Zuo Jing's eyes, the bride who was betrothed to the young master of the Huang family was safer.

　The end of three shifts
　
(End of this chapter)