Chapter 1490 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 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 dead and the body was put down by Jiang Cheng and the others. No one was sure what the hell was 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 " "Dong", 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, and there was still a little weird light left.

A few seconds later, the grinding sound 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. Now that they had given up their illusions, the ghost 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 crack in the door, but it was slightly above the crack. There is a gaping hole in the position, 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 was too far-fetched to make such a big show of things, including fire and hanging, but it turned out to be 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 bit of dim light in the room, but now... Fatty couldn't hold it any longer. He slowly stood up and wanted to look out through the hole, but the moment he came closer, Jiang Cheng seemed to realize When something happened, he 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. The fat man was so shocked that he broke out in a cold sweat and looked at Jiang Cheng with grateful eyes. If...if it were a step later, this would have happened. A finger would stick into his eye socket.

The finger groped stiffly for a while, but didn't touch anything. Then he slowly took it back. Jiang Cheng also secretly rejoiced. Fortunately, he reacted quickly. He had just realized that the light in the room was much darker. It was because the dim light shining through the crack in the door was blocked by something.

This damn thing had come out of the room and was 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 could see clearly that what he wrote was the character Zhang.

Zhang Qizheng's Zhang.

"Bang!"

The door shuddered violently.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Across the door, everyone can think of the cold palm slapping the door, and the corpse outside 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 corpse to fight for life and death, the knocking on the door suddenly stopped, and then the sound of extremely stiff footsteps sounded, and the corpse stepped forward He walked away step by step with heavy steps, and heard the voice walking 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."

Among everyone, only Fatty Jiang Cheng and the two had fallen asleep, so everyone had no other choice. Jiang Cheng took advantage of the sound of footsteps walking a little further and gently opened the door.

There was mist outside the door, but the visibility was not as bad as expected. A clear light shrouded the world for no reason. The moment the door opened, everyone seemed to have come to another world. After a distance, they finally saw We arrived at the back figure hidden in the mist.

The man with silver hair, stooped posture, and unnaturally tilted neck was undoubtedly Zhang Qi Zheng, who had been dead for a long time. Under the gaze of everyone, Zhang Qi Zheng walked stiffly to the courtyard door, and then picked up a stick that was pressed against the back of the door. The wooden stick was raised high with both hands and smashed against 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 slamming it down. This scene seemed familiar.

Searching the depths of 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 came up with an idea.

It was in the dark corridor of a skyscraper that the Midnight Murderer struck the ax fiercely behind him!

If Wu hadn't blocked the attack for him, he would have died.

And he also treasured this picture in the album.

"What did you think of?"

Shao Tong's voice sounded in his ears, instantly pulling him back to reality, and Zhang Qizhen, who was doing the same thing as the Midnight Killer, had already thrown away the stick and staggered out.

Jiang Cheng's control of expression had already reached the level of perfection. He looked gloomy and whispered: "Everyone be careful, there is something on the back of this corpse."

Tang Qisheng couldn't help but get nervous, "What is it?"

Jiang Cheng's expression became more and more nervous, "It's the fake grandfather, the fake grandfather was lying on his back, I saw it when he was waving the stick just now, but..."

Looking at Zhang Qizhen's back gradually going away, and Jiang Cheng who was hesitant to speak, Zhu Jie couldn't help but urge, "What time is it, just say it if you have something to say."

"I'm not sure, but I really saw it. It should be the body of the fake grandfather, but why... why does it have a face like Xiuling?" Jiang Cheng's tone suddenly became gloomy.