Nightmare Attack

Chapter 297 Changes
"Something happened, something happened!" The fat man trotted all the way back, and started shouting as soon as he reached the door: "You guys, come out and have a look!"

Hearing this, Xia Meng walked out quickly.

Jiang Cheng reluctantly sat up from the bed, moved his body a little, and then jumped out of bed.

After coming out of the room, I found that except for a few of them, the rest of the people gathered outside Zuo Jing's room, but they were not very close, but separated by a distance.

Zuo Jing and the others were also there, but their faces were very ugly at this time, especially Shi Liao Zhi, who almost needed help to stand up. The fat man blinked and felt that it was not all an act.

Is something wrong again?Fatty thought.

He simply counted and found that the rest of the people were there, and he didn't notice anyone missing.

"What's going on?" Xia Meng was the first to go up.

An Xuan glanced at her, the feeling of indifference disappeared, and he seemed to be more cautious, then stepped aside and gestured with his eyes.

Xia Meng followed his gaze and frowned.

Outside the door of the wing room where Zuo Jing and the others lived, there were bloody handprints one after another.

From top to bottom, there are roughly dozens of them.

There was still a puddle of blood on the ground outside the door. A winding bloodstain continued from the door to the nearby bluestone road, but it was diluted by a light rain in the morning, making it less obvious.

A few people looked at the direction where the bloodstains disappeared, and if they walked a little further in that direction, they would reach the lake.

After seeing several people from Jiangcheng approaching, Chen Qiang lowered his voice and told them about what happened last night. He had already told some of the people who arrived earlier, An Xuan and his group, so this time the description was relatively concise.

However, because of his teacher Liao Zhi's relationship, he did not mention that the latter went to open the door and was finally knocked unconscious.

"You have been hiding in the room, and no one has made a sound." You Qi asked: "Then Qin Jian, no, the ghost pretending to be Qin Jian left?"

"That's right." Chen Qiang nodded.

Swallowing secretly, You Qi's expression also became unnatural.

According to Chen Qiang, the ghost who framed him was the ghost.

He couldn't be sure if there was something in it.

For example, the next target of the ghost is himself or something.

"A painting appeared in our room." Zuo Jing said suddenly, "It shows a dancing woman. I think she is the ghost in this copy."

"It's also Young Master Huang's wife." Zuo Jing added after scanning everyone.

Chen Qiang mentioned before that the last voice that the ghost made was a woman's voice, and its shape was particularly exaggerated, as thick as two people, which also matched You Qi's description of the ghost.

"Painting?" You Qi pretended to be puzzled: "What painting?"

Zuo Jing glanced at him, and said with a sneer, "It's a painting that will bring bad luck when it appears, and it may contain hints before ghosts kill people." She paused, and said in a tone of deep meaning: "If someone If you haven’t seen it before, I don’t recommend watching it.”

Yuqi looked embarrassed.

An Xuan nodded and said, "In this case, let's go together."

After speaking, the group walked around the place where the blood was, and walked into the room of Zuo Jing and the others.

After hesitating for a while, Yuqi also followed in with a calm face.

The bloodstains on the door and on the ground were extremely hideous. Yuqi, who finally walked in, only took a few more glances, and felt his heart beating faster, and he immediately quickened his pace.

Standing in front of the painting, looking up at the painting, the fat man's expression gradually became weird. He subconsciously looked at the doctor, but found that the doctor was leaning hard on Zuo Jing, with his upper body pressed against him.

Almost stuck to the latter's body.

This painting...is different from before.

Although the theme is still dancing with beautiful women, the background and some details are different from before.

For example, the previous background was empty, but now there is a building a little farther away from the background, which is taller and has more than one floor, and there is a round thing on the top of the building.

The beauty in the painting is also more vivid, the costumes on her body have more delicate textures, and the feeling of long-sleeved dancing is more obvious.

It gives people a feeling that the woman in the painting will dance out of the painting without being noticed at a glance.

The moment this idea came up in his mind, Fatty was taken aback by his incredible thought.

"Look." You Qi said, he seemed to want to point to a certain place on the painting, but he didn't raise his hand, as if he realized that it was wrong to do so, he suddenly put it down again, and finally changed his eyes He indicated: "Does this building look like the attic where Young Master Huang lived?" He paused and asked.

Originally, everyone just had this kind of guess, but when You Qi opened his mouth, everyone looked more and more like him, and finally almost agreed that this was Young Master Huang's attic.

"It seems that our previous thinking was correct. This female ghost is Young Master Huang's sweetheart." The fat man agreed.

"It should be Young Master Huang's new wife." Chen Qiang corrected, "After all, they have already held a wedding."

Jiang Cheng never participated in the discussion between them. While taking advantage of Zuo Jing, he glanced at the beautiful woman in the painting from time to time.

First, the exposed white neck, and then the waist.

The dancing beauty in the painting has a slender waist, which has a very special attraction. Jiang Cheng's line of sight goes down a little bit along the waist until it focuses on an inconspicuous small object.

It was a small item in the shape of a kit. At first glance, it looked like a sachet carried by a woman. It was tied to her thin waist with a thread. While dancing with the wind, the tassels at the end seemed to come to life dexterously. Same.

After a while, a special meaning appeared in Jiang Cheng's eyes.

"Did you see it?" Xia Meng lowered her voice, and after leaving Zuo Jing's house, the three of them came to the lake together, "That thing that was hanging on that woman's body."

Looking at the calm lake, Jiang Cheng said, "It's a kit."

"You mean that the plain bag in the secret language means the kit, and the kit that can solve the current confusion is on the ghost?" the fat man asked quickly.

At least from the meaning expressed in the painting, it should be like this, which is not difficult to understand.

"That painting is changing with time. I'm afraid the longer it drags on, the more unfavorable it will be for us." Recalling the feeling that painting brought to her, Xia Meng couldn't help shaking her body, "I'm really worried She will come alive from the painting."

After hearing Xia Meng's words, Fatty seemed to have met a bosom friend, nodded quickly and said, "Me too, I didn't dare to read it later, because I was afraid that she would make a living."

"It seems that what we have to do in the next stage is to find a way to get this kit from the ghost." Jiang Cheng said casually.

Stealing things from ghosts, the fat man felt very exciting just thinking about it.

　Happy Dragon Boat Festival!

　
(End of this chapter)