Nightmare Attack

"Something happened, something happened!" The fat man ran back all the way. As soon as he reached the door, he started shouting: "You guys, come out and take a look!"

Xia Meng walked out quickly after hearing this.

Jiang Cheng reluctantly sat up from the bed and moved his body a little before jumping out of bed.

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

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

Did something happen again? The fat man thought.

He did a simple count and found that the remaining people were all there, and he didn't realize that anyone was missing.

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

An Xuan glanced at her, and the indifferent feeling was gone. He seemed to be more cautious, and then stepped aside and signaled with his eyes.

Xia Meng followed his line of sight and frowned.

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

There are them from top to bottom. I roughly counted dozens of them.

There was a pool of blood on the ground outside the door, and a winding blood trail continued from the door to the nearby bluestone road, but it was diluted by a light rain in the early morning, making it less obvious.

Several people looked towards the direction where the blood stains disappeared. If you walk a little further in that direction, you will reach the lake.

After seeing several people from Jiangcheng approaching, Chen Qiang lowered his voice and told them roughly what happened last night. He had already told some of it to An Xuan and his group who arrived first, so this time he described it more concisely.

However, due to his relationship with his teacher Liao Zhi, he did not mention the part where the latter went to open the door and was knocked unconscious in the end.

"You guys have been hiding in the room and no one 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, Youqi's face began to look unnatural.

According to Chen Qiang, the ghost framed him as the ghost.

He couldn't be sure if there was any hidden meaning in it.

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

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

"She is also Master Huang's wife." Zuo Jing glanced at everyone and added.

Chen Qiang had mentioned before that the last voice the ghost made was a woman's voice, and its shape was extremely exaggerated, as thick as two people. This was consistent with You Qi's description of the ghost.

"Painting?" You Qi pretended to be confused: "What kind of painting?"

Zuo Jing glanced at him, sneered and said: "It is a painting that will bring bad luck when it appears. It may contain hints before the ghost kills people." She paused and said in a meaningful tone: "If someone If you haven’t seen it before, I don’t recommend watching it.”

Youqi looked embarrassed.

An Xuan nodded and said, "In that case, let's all come together."

After saying that, the group of people bypassed the location of the blood and walked into Zuo Jing and others' room.

After hesitating for a moment, Youqi also followed in with a sullen face.

The blood stains on the door and on the ground were extremely hideous. You Qi, who finally walked in, just took a few more glances and felt his heartbeat speed up. 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, only to find that the doctor was leaning hard against Zuo Jing, with his upper body pressed against her.

It almost stuck to the latter's body.

This painting is different from before.

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

For example, the background was empty before, but now there is a building standing a little further away in the background. It is relatively tall, with more than one floor, and there is a round thing on the top of the building.

The beautiful woman in the painting became more and more vivid, her costume had more delicate textures, and her long-sleeved and dancing feeling became more and more obvious.

It seems that the woman in the painting will dance out of the painting without even noticing it at a glance.

The moment this idea came into his mind, Fatty was startled by his unbelievable idea.

"Look." You Qi said. He seemed to want to point to a certain place on the painting, but before he raised his hand, he suddenly put it down again as if he realized that it was inappropriate to do so, and finally used his eyes instead. He gestured: "Does this building look like the attic where Mr. Huang lives?" He paused and asked.

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

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

"It should be said that she is 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 he was taking advantage of Zuo Jing, his eyes occasionally glanced at the beautiful woman in the painting.

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

The dancing beauty in the painting had a slender waist, which had a very special appeal. Jiang Cheng's eyes followed the waist downwards until they focused on an inconspicuous small object.

It was a small item in the shape of a sachet. At first glance, it looked like a sachet carried by a woman. It was tied to a thin waist with a thread. As it danced in the wind, the tassels at the tail seemed to come alive. Same.

After a moment, something special appeared in Jiang Cheng's eyes.

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

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

"You mean that the element bag in the secret language means the skill bag, and that the skill bag that can solve the current confusion is on the ghost's body?" the fat man asked quickly.

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

"That painting is changing with time. I'm afraid the longer it takes, the worse it will be for us." Recalling the feeling that the painting made her feel, Xia Meng couldn't help shaking her body, "I'm really worried She will come alive from the painting.”

After hearing what Xia Meng said, the fat man seemed to have met a close friend. He nodded quickly and said, "Me too, I didn't dare to look at it later, because I was afraid that I would be exposed to her."

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

Fatty felt very excited just thinking about stealing things from ghosts.