Nightmare Attack

v3 Chapter 1181: Signal

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

His feet stepped on the stairs, making a "creaking" sound, like a blunt knife, cutting his tense nerves. The most terrifying thing was that the footsteps above his head were getting closer and closer, and those ghosts had already caught up.

At this moment, it was obviously too late to back off, Jiang Cheng's heart froze, and he simply sped up his speed.

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

At the same time, a strange scene appeared. In the mirror, the corpses of Su Xiao and Xiao Su An and the others opened their eyes one after another. A pair of shriveled eyes looked at Jiang Cheng, their mouths opened wide, and when they grew bigger, the corners of their mouths were torn apart, revealing dark red muscles. , ferocious and terrifying.

But the corpse outside the mirror was not like this at all. The four charred corpses were neatly arranged together, lying quietly on the ground.

No longer hesitating, Jiang Cheng quickly squatted down, followed 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, breaking apart like a water surface, rippling with strange ripples, And Jiang Cheng's arm passed through smoothly.

After the initial surprise, Jiang Cheng stabilized his mind and carefully manipulated his fingers to grab the paper that the nameless charred corpse had pressed under his palm.

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

He was trying his best to avoid contact with this nameless charred corpse. After all, according to the newspaper, this nameless 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, for fear of tearing the paper. It was a rough piece of paper with a hint of gray at the corners.

It's... a newspaper!

The situation was urgent, and Jiang Cheng didn't care too much, and began to exert his strength. As the newspaper was pulled out bit by bit, Jiang Cheng's breathing became short of breath. He actually saw a photo on a small part of the newspaper.

There was a person in the photo, although only the lower body was exposed, but he still recognized it immediately, this person... was himself!

Under the hand of this nameless charred corpse, there is actually a photo of him.

Before he had time to think about it, suddenly, Jiang Cheng seemed to catch something from the corner of his eye. The fingertips of the unknown charred corpse seemed to move. He was not sure whether it was an illusion or real.

Until his wrist was grabbed.

The rough texture immediately woke him up, and the nameless scorched corpse sat up at some point, grabbing his arm, and pulling him towards the mirror.

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

The dizziness lasted only for a moment, and the scene in front of him woke him up instantly, and the surrounding scene changed drastically. The original hotel was gone, replaced by a ruined building.

The wooden staircase was completely burned, broken from the middle, the ceiling was crumbling, and the paintings on the walls, as well as other arrangements, were burned beyond recognition.

Even more frightening is the mirror in front of him.

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

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

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

He is also the wronged soul who once died in this hotel.

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

It is the Roman Hotel after the fire.

And the nameless charred corpse that pulled him out of the mirror world just a second ago also disappeared and disappeared.

Soon, the mutation happened again, and the row of burnt ghosts standing in front of the mirror seemed to have received some kind of signal at the same time, and 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 was indeed himself. Although the background was blurred, it could still be seen that it was a burnt-out building.

It's the Roman Hotel, that's right.

Although I can't figure out why my photo appears in this way, the immediate priority is to escape from here, go to the ghost stage, and watch the ghost show.

He struggled to stand up, leaning on the wall, and looked for the location of the ghost stage in his impression. After all, the surroundings were beyond recognition, and it was difficult to determine the location by memory.

At the same time, a strange sound came to his ears.

"Zizi..."

"Zigaziga..."

The direction of the sound source was very complicated, and Jiang Cheng couldn't describe what kind of sound it was. If he had to describe it, it would be that a relatively large object was trying to squeeze out from a small space.

"boom!"

"Dengdengdeng..."

Accompanied by the sound of the door being knocked open, there were hurried footsteps coming towards him, the sound of running for a while, and the sound of beating, making a mess.

Jiang Cheng immediately understood. The strange sound before should be the squeezing sound of these scorched ghosts trying to drill out of the mirror in the bathroom. The mirror in the bathroom is not too big. what shape.

But... why don't they get out of the big mirror they came in, but 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 moving towards the ghost stage, but his limbs were weak and he moved very slowly just now, and now the drained strength has returned a little bit.

"Dum!"

"Dum!"

"Dum!"

A series of bells rang~lightnovelpub.net~ This is the bell to tell the time. After each sound, there is a solemn and grand atmosphere, giving people the feeling that a trial will be executed soon.

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

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

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

At this moment, those scorched ghouls who came to this world to hunt him down through the mirror also arrived, but these ghosts still don't look like before. After taking off their camouflage, they are completely unrecognizable, with all their hair gone. The location can only be identified with difficulty, the charcoal-like skin is cracked, and through the gap, the dark red flesh and blood can be seen inside.

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

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