Nightmare Attack

Chapter 574

Chapter 574

Withdrawing his gaze, Jiang Cheng said, "I'll find out if there are any problems. Now concentrate on going to the Dharma altar."

The altar was arranged by a person who claimed to be a master of heaven, and it was also the scene of his death, so there may be clues left behind.

Without much effort, they found the altar of the celestial master in several buildings. Outside the altar stood a strange flag with a yellow border, like a magic weapon of a sect in a novel.

However, what was quite surprising was that there was a white cloth covering the center of the altar, a human figure was vaguely protruding from under the white cloth, and a pair of cloth shoes protruded from under the white cloth, lying powerlessly on one side.

Black surface with white background, and yin and yang patterns embroidered on the upper.

Undoubtedly, it was the body of the unlucky Heavenly Master Taoist. "This old Taoist is also very miserable." The fat man said, "There is no one to collect the body after death."

They saw more than a dozen corpses in the basement of the police station. According to Chief Qiao, they were all from the Feng family. It seemed that they didn't care much about the corpses of outsiders except from the Feng family.

Cover it with a white cloth, just leave it here, no matter what.

"It seems that the Feng family is really in trouble, otherwise they would never leave an outsider's body here." Zhao Xingguo said in a strange tone.

Opposite this altar is the ancestral hall of the Feng family. There are black tablets in the ancestral hall. It can be seen that many of the tablets are brand new.

Throwing the corpse of an outsider across from one's own ancestral hall, at a small scale, is disrespect to the ancestors, at a large scale, it is ruining one's own feng shui.

Especially in the old society where the old-fashioned style prevails, this can be fatal.

But this is not within the scope of everyone's consideration. They just want to find clues and end the mission as soon as possible. As for whether the Feng family died suddenly or what, no one cares.

"Don't touch the corpse yet." Zhao Xingguo suggested: "Look in the altar first, and don't hide any clues."

Seemingly in order to increase his persuasiveness, Zhao Xingguo hesitated for a moment, and continued: "I also did some research when I came here. The team that came here last time was unusual. Ruhu led the team to solve many supernatural incidents. Even he They were all planted, and the danger here can be imagined."

For these nonsense, others took the attitude of just listening and forgetting, which made Zhao Xingguo very depressed, but he was not easy to get angry.

The arrangement of the altar is relatively rough. It can be seen that it was arranged in a rather hasty situation. A rosewood altar is placed in the center.

There were three large yellow and orange plates on the altar table. Jiang Cheng reached out and tapped lightly, making a dull sound. It was made of copper and had a lot of weight.

The corpse fell right in front of the altar, with its head facing the altar and feet thrown out.

But what is puzzling is that in everyone's impression, such a plate is full of tributes, but now, the plate is empty.

Staring at the plate for a while, Jiang Cheng stretched out his hand and touched the plate a few times, then, as if he felt something, he rubbed his fingers together.

Huai Yi seemed rather nervous, the mission was only one aspect, what was more important was the current situation.

One side is Crimson, and the other side is the night watchman. Once their identities are found out, they may end up dying forever.

More importantly, based on the analysis of the situation encountered in the past, this place has been noticed by the night watchman. Even if they can leave safely, they may bump into the night watchman's team just as they go out.

"Brother Cheng, what did you find?" Noticing Jiang Cheng's actions, Huai Yi asked aloud.

"It's slippery, and a bit greasy." Jiang Cheng put his finger under his nose and sniffed it lightly, "It's grease."

After a few seconds, Jiang Cheng's expression changed, and there was something wrong with the way he looked at the plate.

"What's wrong?" Linghu Yong asked hurriedly.

"This kind of oil has a very special smell." Jiang Cheng squatted down immediately, and wiped the oil on his hands on the burial cloth covering the unlucky Taoist priest's body. He didn't withdraw his hand until it was wiped clean.

Fat man: "."

Hearing that the oil has a smell, everyone leaned over to take a look, but no one followed Jiang Cheng to touch it with their hands, "Could it be corpse oil?" Pan Du's face was a little ugly.

"No." Fu Fu picked up the plate, sniffed it, put it down again, and said affirmatively, "The smell of corpse oil is stronger than this."

"But it's not impossible at all. I heard that the corpse oil made from fresh corpses is different from that made from rotting corpses." Fu Fu said naturally, as if she didn't realize that she said such words on this occasion. What would people think.

"Damn, how do you know so clearly, do you night watchmen have come into contact with such ghost things?" the fat man asked in surprise.

Hearing this, Fu Fu raised her head and glanced at the fat man, "We night watchmen are naturally not ashamed to do such a thing, but our deadly enemy, the Crimson Society, I heard that they will string the living people with huge iron sticks and put them on fire Roast it, it will swell and emit oil."

Hearing this, Huai Yi's heart skipped a beat, and at the same time, he looked at Lin Wan'er, the fat man in Jiangcheng, with wrong eyes.

No one paid any attention to him. After checking the room, everyone focused on the corpse on the ground. Luo He, who had been silent all this time, slowly lifted the white cloth from the corpse.

Although they were well prepared, everyone still couldn't help but feel a chill after seeing that extremely weird face.

There was no blood on the Taoist priest's face, his eyebrows were raised exaggeratedly, his eyes were slightly open, the whites of his eyes had turned yellow, and his mouth was grinning to reveal his white teeth.

He was indeed a man dressed as a Taoist priest, wearing a Taoist robe and cloth shoes embroidered with yin and yang patterns, with gray hair and a long beard hanging down.

If it wasn't for the weirdness of that face, it would really have the meaning of a fairy spirit.

On both sides of his body, there is a Yin-Yang Bagua mirror and a mahogany sword.

The mirror seems to have a history of more than a hundred years. The copper frame is full of bumps and scratches, but the mirror surface is as bright as new.

Under the light, there was a dim yellow light, Jiang Cheng stared at himself in the mirror, and an indescribable strange feeling rose in his heart.

"Look." Pi Ruan's voice sounded, his eyes were sharp, and he immediately noticed the abnormality under the Taoist priest.

Pan Du and Linghu Yong moved the Taoist priest's body, and everyone suddenly found that there were more than a dozen straw figures under the Taoist priest's body.

The straw figurines are rough in workmanship, as if children were playing with them when they were bored.

The straw figurines vary in size, but other than that, I didn't find anything special about it. "This Taoist priest has quite a lot of equipment. I guess he planned to use these straw figurines to show off in front of the master's house, but it didn't last until dawn. The person will die first." Pan Du took the straw man to look at it, and after finding nothing abnormal, he analyzed it.

He casually threw the straw man back to the ground. After falling a few times, he lay quietly beside the Taoist priest, not moving.

(End of this chapter)