Chapter 1491 Cat's Eye
There was light in another room not far away, and what was even weirder was that through the window paper, a figure could be seen inside.
The figure was hung up high, and the stiff body kept swaying. The sound of "crunch——, crunch——" that woke him up was made like this. The fat man was so frightened that his face changed. , because that room was the room where Zhang Qizheng hanged himself!
"What's going on?" The fat man asked tremblingly: "Mr. Zhang...Mr. Zhang is alive again?"
No one answered. Everyone was sure that Zhang Qizheng was completely dead and his body was It was also put down by Jiang Cheng and the others. No one is sure what the hell is hanging on it now.
Later, an even more horrifying scene appeared. The hanging shadow actually moved. It was not swinging like a corpse being blown by the wind, but it raised its arm and broke the hanging rope in a few clicks, and then " With a thud, the figure fell to the ground.
The next second, the fire in the room went out, and the entire courtyard fell into darkness again. It was not entirely accurate to say it was darkness, there was still a little weird light left.
A few seconds later, the friction of the door shaft tore through the silent night.
“Squeak——”
Everyone couldn’t help but hold their breath, and Fatty’s heart was in his throat. They were waiting for the footsteps that should come next, but now they have abandoned it. Fantasy, that ghost thing in the room was obviously coming for them.
But after waiting for a long time, there was dead silence outside.
Jiang Cheng stood sideways behind the door, looking out through the gap. The yard was foggy, and he couldn't see anything clearly after losing the only light. He straightened his body slightly, and his field of vision was limited through the gap in the door. There is a gaping hole just above the door, shaped like a cat's eye, through which you can look out.
But now everyone can’t figure it out. Judging from the sound, the ghost just opened the door after coming down from the hanging rope, and then stood behind the door without moving. Why is this?
"Is it possible that it can't leave the room?" Zhu Jie asked in a very small voice.
But it is too far-fetched to make such a big show of things, including fire and hanging, but the result is just to scare them.
At this time, Jiang Cheng keenly noticed that the surroundings seemed a little different. He couldn't describe the feeling, it seemed... darker.
Originally there was still a little light in the room, but now... The fat man couldn't hold it any longer. He slowly stood up and wanted to look out through the hole, but when he got closer, In an instant, Jiang Cheng seemed to realize something, and suddenly covered the fat man's mouth with his hand, and then pushed him back.
The next second, a scene that made everyone's hair stand on end appeared. A finger was suddenly inserted through the hole. Fatty was so shocked that he broke into a cold sweat and looked at Jiang Cheng with grateful eyes. If ...If he were a step too late, this finger would be inserted into his eye socket.
The finger groped stiffly for a while, but didn't touch anything, and then slowly took it back. Jiang Cheng also secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, he reacted quickly. He had just realized that the people in the room were The light was much darker, because the dim light shining through the crack in the door was blocked by something.
This ghost has come out of the room and is standing outside their door!
But Jiang Cheng didn't expect that this guy would make no sound when he walked.
Tang Qisheng stared at the hole, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and made several gestures in mid-air. Jiang Cheng saw clearly that what he wrote was the character Zhang.
Zhang Qizheng's Zhang.
“Bang!”
The door shook violently.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Across the door, everyone can think of the cold palm slapping the door, and the corpse outside is knocking on the door.
The knocking on the door continued for a while. Just when everyone was tense and even prepared for the door to be broken open and the body to fight for life and death, the knocking on the door suddenly stopped, followed by extremely stiff footsteps. The sound sounded, and the corpse walked away step by step with heavy steps. The sound was heard as it was heading towards the courtyard door.
Shao Tong looked at Jiang Cheng and asked the most critical question, "Is this a dream or the reality of this world?"
"It's a dream, I...I remember this feeling." Fatty replied without thinking. In the dream where he met the fake grandpa, there was also such a decadent atmosphere floating everywhere.
Jiang Cheng took a deep breath and nodded, "It's a dream."
Of all the people, only Jiang Cheng and Fatty Jiang Cheng had fallen asleep, so everyone had no other choice. Jiang Cheng took advantage of the sound of footsteps. Walk a little further and gently open the door.
There was mist outside the door, but the visibility was not as bad as expected. A burst of clear light for no apparent reason enveloped the world. The moment the door opened, everyone seemed to have come to another world, separated by a period of time. From a distance, they finally saw the back figure hidden in the mist.
Silver hair, rickets, and an unnaturally tilted neck, he was undoubtedly Zhang Qizheng, who had been dead for a long time. Under the gaze of everyone, Zhang Qizheng walked stiffly behind the courtyard door, and then picked up a stick. With the wooden stick on the back of the door, he raised his hands high and slashed at the courtyard door.
This made everyone confused. Without the wooden stick at the back, the courtyard door was not locked at all. It only needed to be opened with a slight pull. However, among the doubtful eyes of everyone, only one person was different. Jiang Cheng looked at Zhang Qizheng. He raised the wooden stick as if he were holding a huge weapon, especially the ferocious aura of slashing it down. This scene seemed familiar.
Searching deep in his memory, there were not many scenes that left a deep impression on him. The fragments of memory were pieced together bit by bit, and finally, he thought of it.
It was in the dark corridor of a skyscraper that the midnight murderer struck the ax fiercely behind him!
Had Wu not blocked the blow for him, he would have been dead.
And he also collected this picture in his album.
"What are you thinking of?"
Shao Tong's voice rang in his ears, instantly bringing him back to reality. Zhang Qizheng, who had acted like the Midnight Murderer, had already thrown away the wooden stick and shook his head towards Go outside.
Jiang Cheng's control over his expressions has already reached the level of perfection. He had a gloomy face and whispered: "Everyone, be careful, there is something on this corpse's back."
Tang Qisheng couldn't help but feel He became nervous, "What is it?"
Jiang Cheng looked more and more nervous, "It's the fake grandpa. The fake grandpa is lying on his back. I saw it when he waved the stick just now, but... …”
Looking at Zhang Qizheng's back gradually receding, and Jiang Cheng who was hesitant to speak, Zhu Jie couldn't help but urge, "What time has it been? If you have anything to say, just say it."
"I'm not sure, But I really saw it. It should be the body of the fake grandpa, but why...why does it have Xiuling's face?" Jiang Cheng's tone suddenly became sinister. (End of this chapter)