Nightmare Attack

Chapter 285 Benefits
After turning around, Xia Meng looked at where the fat man was looking, and then her pupils shrank suddenly.

There was an extra painting on the previously blank wall.

The painting is a dancing beauty in a red costume.

The footsteps are light, the orchid is twisted in the hand, the jade fingers are slender, the neck is white, and the beautiful curves are faintly revealed under the costume.

The painter's brushwork is strong, even if the beauty in the painting only shows half of her side face, the charming charm overflows the painting, and the artistic conception is very powerful.

When seeing the woman, everyone thought of the story of Young Master Huang.

"You guys, look at the costume on her." Stretching out his finger, the fat man seemed to want to point at the painting, but before he could stretch it out, he retracted in fright as if realizing something.

"Why do I look so familiar?" He asked tremblingly.

Of course it looks familiar, because this costume is the one that was hanging downstairs of Young Master Huang before.

It was also the one worn by Tang Shirou who was skinned this morning.

Such a painting suddenly appeared here, there must be its meaning, Xia Meng immediately thought of An Xuan and others who wanted to force their way into their room before.

"It's this painting!" Xia Meng said firmly, "An Xuan and the others were looking for this painting before!"

"It was this painting that appeared in their room yesterday?" Fatty's eyes widened. Such news did not bring him any sense of security. On the contrary, he became even more afraid.

Because Tang Shirou lived in Anxuan's room before.

But she died.

She was "married" by Young Master Huang.

Sitting in a palanquin made of paper.
The sudden appearance of the painting made them think in the worst direction. Could the appearance of the painting be a sign that one of the three of them would die today.

But who is it?

And why?
Is it what they did?

Obviously the location they explored today is not that dangerous, but the other two teams went to Young Master Huang's residence and the haunted abandoned house last night
brush--!
Xia Meng's expression paused.

She thought about it.

If I have to say something went wrong today, it must be the meal in the morning.

that blood!

Slowly turning her head, Xia Meng looked at Jiang Cheng with eyes full of disbelief and fear.

The latter was sitting at the table, with no special expression on his face, holding a teacup in his hand, sipping lightly, calmly as if he had just returned from a walk.

"You!" Xia Meng's beautiful eyes slowly widened, "You! It's you!"

The fat man blinked. Although Xia Meng was not as calm as the doctor, he rarely lost his composure. His attention had even shifted from the strange painting that suddenly appeared to Xia Meng.

"It was you who ate that bowl of human blood!!" Xia Meng lost her voice.

After a short pause, the fat man's eyes suddenly changed. He froze for a few seconds before looking at the doctor. Gradually, his expression became uncontrollable.

His lips were trembling uncontrollably, he seemed to want to confirm something, but...he didn't dare.

Jiang Cheng slowly put down the teacup in his hand, and after a while, he raised his head, and suddenly many frightening things emerged from those eyes staring at Xia Meng.

"Hand over the newspaper." He looked at Xia Meng and said.

"Miss Zuo." Teacher Liao Zhipi asked with a smile, "Did you really find nothing during this trip with An Xuan?"

Zuo Jing glanced at Shi Liao Zhi, "I've said it many times, we got lost, and when we arrived at Young Master Huang's residence, it was too late."

"Okay." Teacher Liao Zhi nodded, "Okay."

These two good words in succession made Zuo Jing slightly frowned, but she still sat where she was, with her wide cuffs hanging down, covering her wrists.

She didn't explain too much, she seemed to be a different person after she came back.

Sitting on his bed, Chen Qiang stared at this place with appreciative eyes. Liao Zhi's temptation was too obvious. It had happened many times tonight, and it was even annoying.

It seems that An Xuan has got the handle on Zuo Jing. Chen Qiang speculates that something went wrong when the two of them jointly explored Young Master Huang's attic, which resulted in Zuo Jing being targeted by ghosts.

But An Xuan found Zuo Jing again and said that he had a way to help her, so...
Chen Qiang didn't have a good impression of An Xuan, he just wondered why so many people were willing to be manipulated by him.

If you were caught by someone, then your first reaction should be how to counteract it, not seek skin from the tiger. After all, Tang Shirou's fate is a lesson from the past.

From the phenomena discovered so far, as well as the few words of some players, Chen Qiang has deduced something, but it has yet to be verified.

For example. These selected players are all to survive, and everyone's ultimate goal is the same, but why do they have to fight each other to such an extent?

Just to find a scapegoat?
He doesn't feel like it.

The malice in it was too great, to the point where he could feel some undisguised gazes from behind that wanted to kill him just by standing there.

Could it be that he clenched his fist suddenly and his eyes changed.

Besides surviving, are there other benefits here?
(End of this chapter)