Nightmare Attack

Chapter 300
Behind a jade-faced screen, there are many musical instruments, erhu, Jinghu, gongs, flutes, and a drum standing in the corner of the single string.

These are the strange things Shi Liaozhi mentioned.

"I didn't have these things when I came last time." Shi Liaozhi seemed very nervous staying here, but helplessly, he was unwilling to leave like this. After all, he was the next person to be targeted by ghosts.

If nothing useful could be found, then tonight might well be his last.

"It seems that they are all musical instruments needed to sing opera." An Xuan was very cautious, he just watched, but didn't touch or touch anything. He walked to the drum and looked up and down.

"Look at the position of this drum." He seemed to have discovered something, and the sound was a little different from before. "Is it similar to the strange circle in the painting?"

A round thing appeared on the top of the attic in the painting. It was not very big, and its volume was comparable to this drum.

Just as Jiang Cheng stepped forward and was about to take a good look at the drum, Shi Liao Zhi turned around and accidentally knocked down a standing musical instrument with his arm.

The instrument just fell down, and then the tip hit the drum surface, making a "boom".

Because the landing point was very far from the drum, the sound was not loud, but strangely, when the sound appeared, the three of them shuddered almost at the same time.

"What are you doing?!" An Xuan asked in a low voice.

"Yes, I'm sorry." Shi Liao Zhi, who made the noise, was obviously more frightened than the other two, his faces were tangled together, and he looked really scared to death.

He immediately looked around, until he found nothing unusual, and then gradually calmed down, his fingers were still trembling.

Jiang Cheng was more cautious than them. He carefully looked around for a long time, especially the ceiling, behind the screen, near the bed, these easy hiding places.

He didn't look back until he found nothing, and continued to look at the drum.

"The drums sound at the third watch, and the boat sails on the moon. Half a pair of plain bags can relieve your worries."

The first sentence in this code word points out this drum, and then something similar to this drum appeared in the painting, so is there any explanation in it?
And Jiang Cheng squinted his eyes. There are so many musical instruments here, why did he only hear the sound of drums and no other musical instruments every night when he sang opera?

Is it really just a coincidence?
This drum seems to be very old, and the red paint around the drum body has also lost a lot, mottled and mottled, with traces of time everywhere, and there is a very obvious stain on the drum surface.

The stain was not big, about the size of a few fingernails, but the shape was a bit weird, so he couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

Staring at the drum and interspersing the whole incident, he gradually had a bold idea.

Just when he was about to reach out and touch the drum, he suddenly had a strange feeling.

He stopped, looked around, and suddenly found that An Xuan was gone.

"Where is Mr. An?" Jiang Cheng immediately asked Liao Zhi.

At this moment, teacher Liao Zhi was studying a musical instrument under his feet. Hearing this, he immediately raised his head and said, "Mr. An has gone downstairs. He seems to want to see that costume."

Jiang Cheng's heart trembled, he first checked the surroundings again, and there was nothing unusual, but his premonition told him that there was something weird here that he hadn't noticed.

He walked to the place where An Xuan was standing just now, and looked around again from his perspective, his gaze moved slowly until, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the bronze mirror on the dressing table.

Through the reflection of the copper mirror, the position of the bed can just be seen.

But at this moment, behind the originally empty curtain, a black shadow appeared. The shadow slowly squirmed forward, and a bloodless hand slowly protruded from the gap in the curtain.
But in reality, the curtain still hangs over the bed, without moving.

Jiang Cheng took a deep breath, then looked at his teacher Liao Zhi, and said in a very calm voice, "Something may have happened to An Xuan."

"Ah?" Shi Liao Zhi shuddered, raised his head and hurriedly asked, "How do you know?"

"For so long, did you hear a little sound downstairs?"

Shi Liaozhi thought for a while, and his face turned pale. Indeed, it was too quiet downstairs.

"I'll go downstairs to have a look. You should hide here." Jiang Cheng lowered his voice and said, "Even if something happened to An Xuan, I would still have a way to escape, but you should be more careful."

Then, Jiang Cheng stared at Liao Zhi with very sincere eyes and said, "After all, the ghost is after you."

Shi Liao Zhi also really wanted to go downstairs with Jiang Cheng, but he didn't dare, because Jiang Cheng was right, if something really happened down there, he would die immediately when he went down.

"Okay, Mr. Hao, please." Shi Liao Zhi was so frightened that his face changed, and he said tremblingly, "You are really a good person."

"You're welcome."

"That's right." Teacher Liao Zhi grabbed Jiang Cheng's sleeve and said tremblingly: "Brother Hao, pay more attention to An Xuan and Zuo Jing. There seems to be something between them. If it doesn't work out this time, they will do it." from."

Hearing that Jiang Cheng had already stepped forward, he paused for a moment, then reluctantly took it back, "What's the matter with them?"

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"Hurry up." Jiang Cheng glanced at the bronze mirror inadvertently, and found that the ghost's head was halfway out, and the grimace was lowered and slowly raised.

"I just feel it." Shi Liao Zhi didn't know why he said this to Hao Shuai, maybe it was purely because of his kindness, and he didn't want such a person to be plotted against.

He has been in the army, and he is very sensitive to hand gestures as a way of conveying information, as well as the frequency of blinking, etc. He once tried to use Morse code to decipher Zuo Jing and An Xuan's contact information, but failed.

"Okay, I got it." Jiang Cheng shook off Liao Zhi's hand, dissatisfied that you have delayed me for so long because of a single feeling.

After watching Jiang Cheng go away, Shi Liao Zhi shrank behind the screen, raised his ears, and listened quietly to the movement downstairs.

Both An Xuan and Zuo Jing are unreliable.

He thought to himself, maybe this Hao Shuai is a good partner. Although he doesn't look very normal, he is still very righteous when he does things.

At least I didn't abandon myself.

After thinking about it, he stretched out his hand, and subconsciously scratched his neck, then frowned as if belatedly, wondering why his neck was so itchy and still a little wet.

Where does the water come from.
In the next second, he seemed to think of something, and he also experienced the numb feeling in his neck last night.

That's still on the boat, carrying
Throat rolled violently, he turned his stiff neck and looked back a little bit
At the last second of leaving Young Master Huang's room, Jiang Cheng glanced at the glasses out of the corner of his eye, and a swollen human-shaped object almost as thick as three people came out of the curtain.

The upper body lay on the ground, and quickly crawled behind the screen where Liao Zhi was hiding.

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