Nightmare Attack - v3 Chapter 1182 sachet

Behind the white curtain, people began to flash, but strangely, apart from the humming of musical instruments, there was only the creaking sound of feet stepping on wooden boards, and there was no sound.

It feels like the ghost drama is still brewing, not yet started, as if...waiting.

Soon Jiang Cheng knew what he was waiting for, and the charred figures walked to Jiang Cheng's side with stiff steps, found their own seats, and sat down.

During this process, Jiang Cheng's body was tense, and he could clearly feel a few malicious eyes wandering behind him, wishing to swallow him alive.

As the last figure was seated, the white linen curtain slowly opened, and the next second, a dull gong sounded, and the ghost show officially began!

The flickering lights above the head were all extinguished, but instead, many candles.

white candles.

There are probably dozens of them, igniting at the same time around, emitting a frightening light.

With this light, Jiang Cheng noticed that in the audience's seat tonight, he was the only one who left a shadow on the ground.

Sure enough, it was a ghost play, and he was the only living person in the audience.

On the rough and shabby stage, a few people in costumes posed, stepping on the short and rapid drum beats, and babbled.

Jiang Cheng didn't listen to the play very much and didn't know much, but even so, he could hear that the play was not quite right, the rhythm was wrong, and the actors' appearances were also very problematic.

No matter what kind of makeup the actor painted, there was a pale green on his face.

At first, Jiang Cheng subconsciously thought that these actors were ghosts, but soon, he realized that things were not so simple. Although the actors' eyes were dull, Jiang Cheng could still see the fear in the actors' hearts through their eyes.

And no matter what the actors do, they don't stand under the stage, and the swords used for fighting are also very careful in swinging, even cramped, and the tip of the sword never points at the stage.

Most importantly, he found that these actors also had shadows.

It seems right, these actors are also human, and there is a high probability that they are the unlucky troupe mentioned in the newspaper, the one who was tricked into acting in ghost dramas.

No wonder the records in the newspaper ended here. What happens in the second half depends entirely on his performance tonight.

As the ghost play progressed, Jiang Cheng also calmed down slowly. He knew that he would definitely not let him spend the night safely, and there would be accidents during the singing.

Yu Guang suddenly caught something, and turned his head to look, the curtain on the far right was lifted, and a woman in plain white clothes walked out of it, her eyes were covered with white cloth, and she held a gong in her hand.

It could be seen that the woman was extremely frightened, biting her lip, her body trembling uncontrollably.

The one who helped her lift the curtain was an old man with a slightly hunched body. The old man was dressed like a woman in white clothes, and his eyes were covered with white cloth strips.

Jiang Cheng understood that the old man was likely to be the head of the troupe, and the women who came out this time were not very old, only about 15 or 6 years old.

This can be regarded as an old rule in the troupe. Whenever there are important guests to come to the play, shortly after the opening of the play, the troupe mainly picks the curtains for the most outstanding female characters in the troupe, and let the female characters go out to thank the benefactors who came to join in. Good luck , and get a lot of money.

But this is a ghost show, asking the ghost for money, which Jiang Cheng did not expect.

The girl lowered her head slightly, bit her lip lightly, and walked slowly forward along the first row of the seats. Her shoulders were shaking so badly that she looked very pitiful.

His lips trembled a few times from time to time, and if you listened carefully, you could hear the girl talking, but in a very low voice, even with a slight vibrato, "Thank you, Domeng for your support..."

After the girl approached, the gong in the girl's hand caught Jiang Cheng's attention, and there were several sachets scattered around the edge of the gong.

This is also one of the troupe's hands to attract guests. After the guest throws the reward money into the gong, he can easily take a sachet, and most of the sachets are embroidered with imprints such as the girl's surname or stage name.

The girl's speed was very slow. When she passed the first few charred corpses, she was safe and sound. When she passed the one next to Jiang Cheng, a change occurred. The originally dead charred corpse suddenly stretched out her hand and grabbed the girl's arm.

But the girl seemed to sense something, twisted her waist, and the charred corpse's hand was impartial, just touching the sachet, and the next second, as if she was electrocuted, she immediately retracted her hand and stopped moving.

The sachet that was touched also changed, it burned, and after a while, it turned to ashes.

This time, Jiang Cheng's eyes lit up, and he immediately realized that these sachets are good things. These scorched corpses are afraid of sachets. To be precise, sachets can resist a ghost's attack.

"Thank you, Domon... Domon is here..." The girl was obviously frightened, and her voice was full of tears.

Seeing the girl walking in front of him, Jiang Cheng also wanted to reach out to get the sachet, but at this moment, he thought that the treatment between him and the charred corpse should be similar, and he would be attacked if he rushes to get the sachet.

The reason was that they didn't follow the rules to reward the troupe. Only after rewarding the girl could they take the sachet as agreed. Jiang Cheng thought this method was very feasible, mainly because he had no other way to think of it.

But at this moment, he is penniless, so what do you use to reward the girl?

Although he has a mobile phone, he doesn't want to give it out. After all, the mobile phone is still useful. Who knows how long he will stay in such a ghost place, maybe he can still use his mobile phone to contact Fatty.

Time waits for no one, Jiang Cheng slammed his heart, and forcefully tore off a button on his clothes and threw it into the gong. After a slight crisp sound, the girl was stunned for a moment, and then quickly bowed to Jiang Cheng, "Thank...Xie En Guest reward."

Jiang Cheng reached out and grabbed the girl's sachet.

Sure enough, it worked.

But how could one sachet be enough? Jiang Cheng, who had benefited from it, stared at the remaining sachets, with naked longing in his eyes.

"Thank you for the guest reward."

"Thank you for the guest reward."

"Thank you...thank you for the guest reward."

"Enko, you..."

"You gave too much, thank you..."

Jiang Cheng ripped off all the buttons on his clothes~www.novelbuddy.com~ changed 3 sachets in a row, until the fourth one, Jiang Cheng stopped, it's not that there are no buttons anymore, he still has it, he is clutching it. In the palm of his hand, there was only one sachet left in the girl's gong.

He can naturally take away all the sachets. This is not against the rules, but he really wants to do it. If there is another ghost who will catch the girl next, she will surely die if she loses all the sachets.

The poor girl was still standing stupidly in front of Jiang Cheng, holding a gong, seemingly waiting for him to give her a reward.

Jiang Cheng put away the sachet, and threw the button into his pocket. Looking at the girl's nervous face, he stretched out his hand and patted the girl's waist lightly, signaling her to stop waiting and continue walking.

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I'm sorry everyone, I have encountered a trouble recently, just dealt with it, there will be a chapter later

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