Nightmare Attack

The day passed quickly. In the afternoon, someone called and wanted to make an appointment with the doctor, but the doctor made excuses and declined.

Since the ingredients Pi Ruan brought were really abundant, the fat man cooked another table of delicious food, which made the doctor groan as he ate.

The fat man feels that even if he eats freely, he is not as good as a doctor.

"Why don't you eat?" After eating, Jiang Cheng, who was leaning on the sofa to eat, glanced at the fat man. The fat man was still chewing slowly, and he had eaten less than half of the bowl of rice.

There is plenty of food today.

"I'm not very hungry doctor." The fat man prevaricated, then turned his head and looked out the window.

It is getting dark, the lights have not been turned on in the room, the last rays of the sunset are about to dissipate, and the world will be ruled by night again.

The best thing about taking in someone like Fatty is that he can't lie. Even if he wanted to do that, he couldn't deceive Jiang Cheng.

Just like now, Jiang Cheng only glanced at his side face and knew that he was thinking about the little beggar.

Whatever he was thinking was written on his face.

"They were buried by the little beggar in the end." Jiang Cheng said, "It was buried halfway up the mountain behind the yard." He paused, "I saw it with my own eyes, I won't lie to you."

The fat man turned around and looked at Jiang Cheng with red-rimmed eyes, as if judging the authenticity of what he said.

Jiang Cheng sighed helplessly and suggested, "How about I make an oath?"

"Don't use parents and family members. I know you don't have that," the fat man said. "

"Tsk." Jiang Cheng became unhappy when he heard this, and muttered that the world has changed now, and even such a stupid fat man can scheme against others.

"Doctor." After a pause, the fat man said formally: "Do you think if we didn't show up, she wouldn't have died?"

"This question is meaningless." Jiang Cheng said directly: "It's not what we want to do."

"And even if we don't show up, won't anyone else show up? She's the one." At this point, Jiang Cheng stopped immediately. After a moment, he changed his tone and said, "That child is a clue character. As long as a player triggers it, Then her consequences are doomed.”

The fat man drooped his big head, and Jiang Cheng was not sure whether he heard what he said.

"You have also seen the final outcome. The most important step in this mission is actually to gain the child's trust. Otherwise, even if we know that the tip is on her, what we grab will be the other half's useless tip. I I suspect there's even a trap on that half."

"And the person who gains the child's trust will eventually transform into a groom, wear a phoenix crown for Xuanji, and put an end to her regrets." Jiang Cheng paused and said, "If I'm not wrong, that Young Master Huang should have been a good person during his lifetime. He takes good care of the child, so the latter trusts him very much.

"It's like trusting you." Jiang Cheng looked at him and said.

As if recalling the child's kindness to him, the fat man's eyes became even redder, and finally he simply looked away, no longer looking at the doctor.

"When I was in my hometown in the county town," the fat man said in a low voice, "I also have a younger brother and younger sister. They are very good to me and hang around me every day. The conditions at home are not good, so I have to go out and work part-time to support the family. Even if I go home, At night, they will all wait for me to have dinner together.”

"Every time I go home at night and pass by the window, I can see a lamp they left for me." Fatty described it: "It's an orange, very small lamp, because it saves electricity. There will be a row of little heads next to the window.”

Probably recalling the scene at that time, the fat man's expression became warm, "They would gather together to wait for me, and then rush to open the door for me. No matter whether I brought them gifts or not, they were still happy."

"They told me that I was the best gift given to them by God." The fat man raised his head, looked at Jiang Cheng and said, "Doctor, I saw the same light as my sister in that child's eyes."

After a long time, Jiang Cheng nodded, "I understand."

After a moment, the fat man seemed to notice that he had lost his composure. He hurriedly rubbed his eyes a few times and said with a smile: "Doctor, I may be too old to be moved. My younger brothers and sisters should be adults now and even start a family." Come on."

"Have you not contacted me for a long time?"

The fat man rubbed his face hard, "I'm like this now, contacting you blindly." He turned his face away and whispered: "It's not enough to cause trouble."

"Okay, okay." The fat man waved his hand and said, "Doctor, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's talk about business. When will we?"

The next second, the fat man noticed that the doctor's eyes had changed instantly, and he immediately stared at the door. A moment later, there was a knock on the door.

But there was no politeness in these voices.

Immediately afterwards, the door was pushed open, and a long shadow was reflected on the ground. The visitor could already feel the frost all over his body before he came closer.

"Is it you?" The fat man sat up in shock.

The middle-aged man strode in, and then found a seat to sit down very familiarly. He didn't shy away from it. He picked up the chopsticks Jiang Chengping put on the table and picked up a piece of fish for himself. He put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly. .

"Sit down." He said very naturally, without looking at the fat man.

The fat man pursed his lips, and after seeing the doctor's lack of reaction, he sat down honestly.

"It's enough for two bites." Jiang Cheng looked at him and said reluctantly: "You really don't think of yourself as an outsider!"

The middle-aged man took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, turned his head to look at Jiang Cheng, and said coldly: "Farewell." He was about to stand up and leave.

"Wait!" Jiang Cheng asked, "I have completed the task. According to the agreement, shouldn't you tell me something?"

The middle-aged man said sternly: "But I am an outsider."

The fat man looked at this middle-aged man as if he were an alien. He wondered if he had taken the wrong medicine. He had not been seen for a short time, but his ability to choke was already as good as that of a doctor.

Jiang Cheng said in a measured tone: "You are my wife, okay?"

The middle-aged man did not care about this with him, and said directly: "The last time the nightmare was only the crimson's ardent admirers, not the real crimson, so our treaty cannot be fully fulfilled."

The fat man swallowed: "You don't want to break the contract, do you? You are quite old, so you can't talk like that."

The middle-aged man looked at him and swallowed back what the fat man said.

"What do you want to know?" the middle-aged man looked at Jiang Cheng and asked.

"Benefits." Jiang Cheng said without thinking, "What benefits can you get from entering a nightmare?"

He had been wondering about this matter before. Even if he was involved in the nightmare without knowing it, why would someone like Xia Meng take the initiative to enter the nightmare and use clues to keep reviving the nightmare?

It's like grinding a copy in the game.

This is not just a blank sheet of paper to save lives, or a clue to the newspaper.

After thinking for a few seconds, the middle-aged man nodded, "Good question."