Nightmare Attack

Chapter 729 Ceremony
"It stands to reason that it was normal for a few workers to run away at that time. Some of them were odd jobs from the local area. The strange thing is that these people have almost done their jobs, but they haven't received their wages yet."

After hearing how these people dressed and behaved, Jiang Cheng probably confirmed their identities.

Yes. Night watchman.

Now that they have appeared here, it means that supernatural events have indeed happened here, and it seems to be a tricky one.

Time was running out, they had been here long enough, Jiang Cheng was worried that Huai Yi would not be able to handle it alone.

"Curator." Jiang Cheng asked: "From what you said just now, something happened to these missing workers, right?"

Curator Zhou sighed, and looked at him with a look that you said was right, "We don't know what these people did later, because we are not allowed to approach, and a large area around is blocked, and there are still people in the daytime." There are police officers on duty at night."

"However, I heard later that these men in black went in that night, and then in the early hours of the morning, people began to come out one after another."

"Combined together, they carried out a total of 10 corpses from inside."

Hearing that there were 10 corpses, Jiang Cheng was keenly aware that something was wrong, because according to what Director Zhou said before, there should be only a few missing workers.

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"You're right." Director Zhou breathed out, as if a big stone in his heart had fallen to the ground, with a hint of regret in his tone, "A few of the corpses belonged to the missing workers, and the remaining corpses belonged to the missing workers. Those men in black."

As if unwilling to say more on this topic, Director Zhou turned his head and changed his tone: "After dawn, those men in black disappeared. They should have left. The police handed over a blueprint to the construction team, saying yes Follow the drawing on it."

"As a result, from that day on, the police have been sending people to watch the construction until it is completed."

After finishing speaking, Director Zhou raised his finger and pointed around, "Most of the screens and walls you see now are arranged according to that drawing."

Jiang Cheng nodded, and looked in the direction of Director Zhou's finger, and some of the previous doubts were answered, "No wonder, it always feels strange to come in."

"Some people say that the original feng shui here is not good, and those people who came here are feng shui masters, who have changed the feng shui here." Curator Zhou's eyes were a little melancholy, "I heard from the older generation that changing the feng shui is against the sky. , is going to be punished, maybe those men in black are "

Director Zhou didn't say the rest, but just shook his head.

"By the way." Director Zhou seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and continued: "We finally figured out part of the few words the man left on the mirror."

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng's eyes lit up, and he immediately asked, "What do you mean?"

Curator Zhou frowned, and recalled: "The method is right, the book, it came out, failed, only, try, try, heart, corrosion, devil, there is no time."

"This is a very ancient language, and we can only do so." Director Zhou explained, seeming to be a little regretful.

"Thank you, curator, I just heard something strange." Jiang Cheng said very naturally: "By the way, after the man died, what happened to the things he left in the folk museum?"

"Oh, you said those exhibits were loaded and taken away. I don't know where they went in the end."

"That's right." Jiang Cheng nodded.

"crunch-"

The door was pushed open, and Wu Qing walked in with two cups of milk tea, "Thank you senior sister." Jiang Cheng took the milk tea with a smile, then picked out a cup from it and threw it to the fat man.

Wu Qing had already returned, and it was inconvenient to say some things, so Jiang Cheng got up to leave.

Director Zhou also went out to send them off, and along the way he said that he didn't know why he told them this, maybe he was getting old.

After leaving the library, the fat man leaned over while sipping milk tea, and asked in a low voice, "Doctor, why did the curator tell us so much this week? There's no fraud in it, right?"

"Also, I don't feel right about that Wu Qing. It's weird. Is there something wrong with it?"

Suddenly, Jiang Cheng, who was also drinking milk tea, stopped in his tracks.

Immediately afterwards, his face became ugly, the corners of his mouth tightened, he stopped drinking milk tea, and stared down at the milk tea cup, his fingers trembling slightly.

The fat man's eyes widened slowly, and the milk tea in his mouth became stale in an instant.

"Fuck, milk tea is poisonous?!" He threw the milk tea in his hand 5 meters away.

The next second, the fat man watched helplessly as Jiang Cheng wriggled his lips and spit out a few pearl beans in the milk tea, then picked up the straw again and started to drink the milk tea.

"It's really tasteless to put pearl beans." Fatty heard Jiang Cheng whispering.

The fat man turned his head and looked at the milk tea that he threw out like a grenade on the ground, thinking that it was not easy for the doctor to live so long.

But he was able to live until now thanks to the doctor's cover, so he leaned close to him, "Doctor, what do you think of the foreign man described by curator Zhou?"

"His body was found in the same state as Xiaolin and Xiaoting. They were killed by the same thing." Jiang Cheng said casually.

"It's a stalker!" Fatty's back felt cold.

"Yeah." Jiang Cheng nodded, "And have you noticed that the secret room described by Director Zhou is very similar to our restored activity center warehouse."

"There are also a few chairs, and there is a mirror hanging on the wall. I think there should be a hexagram pattern on the floor of the warehouse, but it was wiped off."

"Yuan Xiaoyi, and that foreign man, did the same thing."

The fat man nodded repeatedly, touched his chin, and said in a strange tone: "Doctor, they seem to be performing some kind of ritual."

"Yes, and this ritual is related to stalking ghosts." Jiang Cheng recalled: "The method is correct, the book, it came out, failed, only, try your best, try, heart, corrosion, devil, there is no time."

The fat man blinked and said in a regretful tone: "This is what the man left by the mirror, it's a pity it's too scattered, otherwise"

"The method in the book is correct, but I don't have time, so I can only try my best and fail." Jiang Cheng's tone changed instantly, "It came out."

The cold language came out of his mouth, like the oldest prophecy, with an unspeakable weirdness.

The fat man's upper and lower teeth were shaking, and for some reason, gray and gloomy images kept flashing before his eyes when he heard these words, like a medieval prophecy.

"It came out." Fatty looked at Jiang Cheng, his pupils constricted: "Who is it? What exactly is that stalker?"

Jiang Cheng put down the milk tea, pondered for a moment, "Heart, corrosion, devil." He turned his head to look at the fat man, and said softly, "Heart Corrosion Demon."

(End of this chapter)