Chapter 1610 Drama.

From the first time he saw the maid, Jiang Cheng knew she was dead.

The maid's face was ashen, her broken facial features were bleeding, her limbs were twisted, and her naked body was covered with scars from blunt blows. Her head was sunken, her eye sockets were sunken, and an eyeball was hanging outside, looking extremely horrifying.

But this was not the most important thing. Jiang Cheng looked all over the maid's body and did not find a single scar from a sharp weapon.

The maid was not killed by the ghost of Guan Erye, but was beaten to death by the evil monks Huide and Huiming. The regular bruises on the maid's body proved this.

Sure enough, it was not only the ghost of Guan Erye who could kill people on this strange night, but those evil monks were also a threat. Jiang Cheng could not help but feel scared. If he and Fatty were caught up by Huide and others, the consequences would be disastrous.

Jiang Cheng felt no guilt for the maid's death. After all, through the conversations of those monks, he knew that the maid's true identity should be the second generation Shenhong who was lurking among Ye Qiutang and others.

However, this second generation Shenhong was really bold. He actually wanted to make a deal with the evil monk in this temple. This move was not to be underestimated.

"Trampling."

"Trampling."

"Trampling."

...

The maid's body moved. It seemed that she knew that Jiang Cheng would not leave the room again. It was useless to squat outside. The maid dragged her twisted and broken legs and limped away in an extremely weird posture, leaving shocking bloodstains on the bluestone slabs with dim light.

After the sound outside completely disappeared, Jiang Cheng waited patiently for a while. Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief and slowly turned his head to look at the fat man, "Huh, it's okay."

"That thing... is gone?" The fat man didn't dare to breathe during this period.

"Well, I'm leaving." Jiang Cheng wiped the blood off his hands and looked at the fat man with a vigilant look. "By the way, how did you come back alone?"

Now it seems that the fat man was replaced before entering the building, and all Jiang Cheng could think of was the moment when the mysterious man sprinkled incense ash in front of the building door, and the fat man was tripped by the threshold.

The fat man's next words also confirmed Jiang Cheng's guess, "It was in front of the building door. I was about to go in, and suddenly someone pulled me from behind. I didn't stand firmly and fell backwards. The back of my head hit the ground, and then I fainted."

"It wasn't you who tripped on the threshold at all?"

"What threshold?" The fat man was stunned for a moment.

Jiang Cheng waved the fat man over, and then looked at the back of his head. Sure enough, there was a big swelling there, "Go on, when did you wake up?" After experiencing what happened just now, Jiang Cheng saw something wrong with everyone.

"I woke up...about half an hour ago. I was being dragged. I was so dizzy that I thought the person dragging me was you, the doctor."

"But when I woke up a little more, I realized something was wrong. The man was not very strong and it was very hard for him to drag me. I felt dizzy and it was dark. I tried my best to raise my head but could only see a vague figure, but I touched that person's hand." The fat man suddenly paused here and stared at Jiang Cheng, "The man's wrist was very thin, skinny, and there were scars on the back of his hand and arm."

Very thin and with injuries on his body, these two points made Jiang Cheng's eyes pause, and he instantly locked the other party's identity, "It was Monk Huicong!"

"Yes, I thought it was him, but before I could say anything, he broke my hand open and ran away without looking back." At this point, the fat man's face was also full of doubts.

Sitting on a wooden stool, thinking about what he saw tonight several times, the last few words of the abbot came to mind: "Donor, don't be blinded by illusions, go back quickly, when the real and fake meet, you will know that what I said is true."

Looking at the fat man in front of him, Jiang Cheng knew that the abbot's true and fake meeting time meant that he would see the real fat man after returning to his residence, and at that moment, the fake fat man beside him would naturally be unable to hide.

After listening to Jiang Cheng's experience, the fat man swallowed nervously, "Doctor, it seems that this abbot has two brushes. If he hadn't reminded you tonight, you would be in danger."

"By the way, how did he see that the man was a ghost in disguise? Did he rely on some magical power?" The fat man looked at Jiang Cheng and asked.

This sentence hit the point, and Jiang Cheng's face became tangled. The abbot really mentioned that in order to resist this illusion, the abbot even destroyed his own eyes.

Jiang Cheng probably understood what the abbot meant. People without eyes would calm down and see things with their hearts, which might be the way out.

According to the abbot, the night was nothing but illusion, so it was not a serious matter to poke out his eyes at night. Anyway, everything would return to normal in the daytime.

Jiang Cheng was not afraid of pain, or reluctant to part with his eyes. He was worried about being deceived.

The abbot's theoretical basis was that the night was fake and the day was real, so the damage to the body at night was harmless. Even after being blinded, he could be like the abbot, no longer disturbed by all kinds of delusions. Jiang Cheng remembered very clearly that not long ago, all the ghosts of Huide and Huiming stopped outside the door of the building where the abbot lived, and they did not dare to come in at all.

Jiang Cheng guessed that they were either restricted by some rules and blocked outside the door, or they were afraid of the blind abbot and worried that the abbot would try to see through their true identity.

Of course, there is another possibility. Jiang Cheng's eyes gradually turned cold. That is, these are all illusions, illusions deliberately created for him by those ghosts!

The so-called abbot is also fake. He is in the same group with Huide Huiming outside. These... are all just a play they jointly performed.

Hearing Jiang Cheng speak out his inner thoughts, the fat man felt a chill on his face, and his lips trembled unnaturally, "This... this is impossible, if this is true, then what did the guy who pretended to be me say just now, if the abbot hadn't reminded you, you would have..."

Suddenly, the fat man seemed to have thought of something, and Tong Kong shrank suddenly, "Could it be... Could it be that the guy is also a part of the trap, are they in the same group?!"

"Pure lies naturally can't fool people, but what about hiding a lie in ten truths?"

"First throw out a fake bait, and then deliberately lead us to discover this bait, so as to gain our trust in him, and wait until the time is right, and then catch us all in one fell swoop."

"But... but he can obviously kill you, what is his purpose in doing this?"

The next second, the fat man's face became ugly, because he saw Jiang Cheng slowly raised the bloody hand and stretched out two fingers to his eyes.