Nightmare Attack - v3 Chapter 1181 Signal

The moment he saw this piece of paper, his body seemed to be penetrated by a strange electric current. Jiang Cheng raised his legs, walked down the stairs uncontrollably, and walked towards the mirror.

Stepping on the stairs, his feet made a "crunching" sound, like a dull knife, cutting his tense nerves. The most terrifying thing was that the sound of footsteps above his head was getting closer, and those ghosts had already caught up.

At this moment, it was obviously too late to step back, Jiang Cheng was heartbroken, and he simply accelerated.

This time, he succeeded, an indescribable force pulled him, three steps and two steps, and ran to the mirror.

At the same time, a strange scene appeared. In the mirror, Su Xiaoxiao, Suan and their corpses opened their eyes one after another. A pair of shriveled eyes looked at Jiang Cheng. Their mouths opened wide and grew again. The corners of their mouths were torn apart, revealing dark red muscles. , hideous and terrifying.

But the corpses outside the mirror were not like this at all. Four charred corpses were neatly arranged and lying on the ground quietly.

Without any hesitation, Jiang Cheng quickly squatted down, obeyed his heart, stretched out his hand, and reached out to the nameless corpse in the mirror. The moment his fingertips touched the mirror, the mirror changed, like the surface of water breaking open, rippling strange ripples, Jiang Cheng's arm also passed through smoothly.

After the initial surprise, Jiang Cheng stabilized his mind and carefully manipulated his fingers to grab the paper that Wuming Jiao's body was pressing under his palm.

This piece of paper is very important, Jiang Cheng thought subconsciously.

He was trying his best to avoid contact with this nameless charred corpse. After all, according to the newspaper, this unnamed charred corpse was the source of all the weirdness.

But the paper was pressed very tightly, and Jiang Cheng didn't dare to use too much force, worried that the paper would be torn apart.

It's a newspaper!

The situation was urgent, and Jiang Cheng couldn't care less and started to exert his strength. As the newspaper was pulled out a little bit, Jiang Cheng's breathing became quicker. He actually saw a photo on a small part of the newspaper.

There is a person in the photo. Although only the lower body is exposed, he still recognizes it immediately. This person is himself!

The hand of this nameless corpse

Before he could think about it, suddenly, Jiang Cheng's peripheral vision seemed to catch something, and Wuming Jiao's fingertips seemed to move. He wasn't sure whether this was an illusion or real.

until his wrist was caught.

The rough texture immediately made him awake, and Wuming Jiao's upper body was sitting up at some point, grabbing his arm and pulling him towards the mirror.

The huge power was simply not something he could contend with, and after a brief pull, he was pulled into the mirror.

The dizziness only lasted for a moment, and the scene in front of him instantly woke him up, and the surrounding scene changed dramatically.

The wooden stairs were completely burnt down, broken in the middle, the ceiling was crumbling, and the paintings on the walls, as well as other arrangements, were also burned beyond recognition.

Even more frightening is the mirror in front of him.

At this moment, there were more than a dozen charred corpses in front of the mirror, and he could even smell the pungent charred lake smell emanating from the charred corpses.

The charred corpses stood next to each other, standing in a daze, across the mirror, at the other end of the mirror, staring at themselves, with shriveled eyes revealing jealousy.

It is not difficult to guess that these charred corpses are the ghosts disguised as teammates.

It is also the ghost who once died in this hotel.

After a while, Jiang Cheng understood that the world he was in before was a false world in the mirror, but at this moment, the world under his feet was the real one.

It is the Roman Hotel after the fire.

And the nameless charred corpse that had just pulled him out of the mirrored world a second ago also disappeared without a trace.

Soon, the mutation happened again, and the row of scorched ghosts standing in front of the mirror seemed to have received some kind of signal at the same time, began to retreat, and finally left, and could no longer be seen in the mirror.

But the pressure in Jiang Cheng's heart did not ease. In the last eyes of these scorched ghosts, he did not see the feeling of giving up.

Picking up the photo in his hand, it really is himself. Although the background is relatively imitation lake, if you distinguish it carefully, you can still see that it is a burnt building.

It's the Roman Hotel.

Although I can't figure out why my photo appeared in this way, the most urgent task now is to escape from here, go to the ghost stage, and watch the ghost show.

He struggled to stand up, leaned against the wall, and looked for the location of the ghost stage in his impression. After all, the surroundings were completely unrecognizable, and it was difficult to determine the location based on memory.

At the same time, a strange sound also entered his ears.

"Zizi"

"Zigga Zika"

The direction of the source of the sound is very mixed, and Jiang Cheng can't describe what kind of sound it is. If he has to describe it, it is that a relatively large thing is trying to squeeze out from a small space.

"boom!"

"Kick off"

Accompanied by the sound of the door being slammed open ~www.novelbuddy.com~ there were hurried footsteps coming towards him, the sound of running and the beating of Dongdongdong all in a mess.

Jiang Cheng understood immediately. The strange sound before should be the squeezing sound of these scorched ghosts trying their best to drill out from the bathroom mirror. The bathroom mirror was not big, and it was hard for Jiang Cheng to imagine that they would squeeze himself into a what shape.

But why didn't they get out of the big mirror that they came in, and instead look for other mirrors?

Could it be used as a medium mirror that travels through two spaces and can only be used once?

In the process of thinking, Jiang Cheng never gave up on moving towards the ghost stage, but just now he was weak in his limbs and moved very slowly, and now the strength that has been drained has returned little by little.

"Den!"

"Den!"

"Den!"

The bells rang in waves, which were the chimes of the time. After each bell, there was a solemn and grand atmosphere, giving people the feeling that a trial would be carried out soon.

Before the 12th sound, Jiang Cheng dragged his tired body and finally arrived at the ghost stage.

At this time, the space between the ghost stage and the seats under the stage was blocked by a huge white screen, and the position on the right side of the stage was also separated by white linen. I didn't know what was hidden behind it.

With the end of the last bell, Jiang Cheng found his seat and sat down.

At this moment, the charred ghouls who came to this world to hunt him through the mirror have also arrived, but these ghosts still look like before, after taking off their disguise, they are completely unrecognizable, with all their hair gone, nose, eyes and mouth. The location can only be identified with difficulty. The burnt skin is cracked like charcoal, and through the gap, you can see the dark red flesh inside.

The next second, the gong sounded, followed by the sound of various musical instruments.