Chapter 334 Don't Worry

As if frozen, an irresistible chill spread upward through the legs, and in an instant spread to the whole body, and the blood vessels seemed to be full of ice.

From left to right, Jiang Cheng slowly and arduously moved his eyes, which was the limit of what he could do.

Through the reflection of the bronze mirror, he saw a woman sitting in front of the dressing table.

Wearing a bright red costume, with her head tilted, combing her hair, and singing the lines of the opera in her mouth, what was more terrifying than the weird opera voice was the woman's eyes.

Her eye sockets were dark, and there was no white at all.

Her black hair was spread out, and water was still dripping down.

In Su Bai's hand, a broken comb was drawn across the hair again and again, and the friction sound could drive people crazy.

There was no one in front of the dressing table where the bronze mirror was placed.

"Tick."

"Tick."

The chair was wet, and countless water drops appeared out of thin air, and there was even a pool of water on the ground.

"Tap."

"Tap."

"Tap."

A wet sound sounded, as if something was stepping on the water. Jiang Cheng stared at the ground, and a series of footprints appeared on it.

Along the dressing table, it was approaching him.

The footprints were relatively small, pointed at the front and round at the back, very strange.

They were embroidered shoes.

Because Jiang Cheng had seen from the bronze mirror that the female ghost who was originally sitting in front of the dressing table had stood up and walked towards him with tiny and strange steps.

And on her feet, she was wearing a pair of red embroidered shoes.

On the side of the shoe, a pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water were embroidered with green and gold threads in a prominent position.

But at this moment, Jiang Cheng could not feel the slightest beauty.

The footprints were getting closer and closer, and just when they were about to come in front of him, they stopped. The next second, a hand suddenly grabbed his shoulder.

"Doctor." The fat man's voice sounded, "Let's go."

The cold feeling that bound Jiang Cheng began to retreat. He was almost led by the fat man, stumbling down the stairs. After returning to the first floor, Jiang Cheng completely recovered.

The fat man was also panting. He held the doctor with one hand and tightly grasped something wrapped in red cloth in the other hand.

It was relatively large and looked quite large, but it didn't seem to be too heavy.

In fact, at this time, Jiang Cheng roughly guessed what was inside.

Seeing the doctor looking at him, the fat man lifted a corner of the red cloth, and there was a phoenix crown inside.

The phoenix crown in the phoenix crown and bridal robe worn by wealthy women in ancient times when they got married.

A round pearl was embedded on it, shining softly in the dim light, and some small and delicate beads were strung with silk hooked with silver thread, and inlaid side by side on the left and right.

Thanks to the wonderful design, it seemed that there was light flowing on it, and there was no distraction in every place.

On the right side of the Phoenix Coronet, in a very conspicuous position, there are several huge pearls lined up side by side, but there is one missing in the middle.

It looks very abrupt.

The fat man took out the pearl from the little beggar from his arms and put it on top for comparison. It fits perfectly.

The next moment, the pearl was actually embedded back in its original position.

Sure enough.

This Phoenix Coronet is what the little beggar wanted to steal and give to the fat man, but it was discovered by Zhou Guanjia and others halfway.

In a hurry, he only had time to take off a pearl as a hint.

Probably recalling the miserable state of the little beggar before his death, the fat man's eyes flashed with anger. Jiang Cheng glanced at the location of the stairs, lowered his voice, and said, "Let's go."

The two climbed out through the previous window.

Seeing that the fat man got the things, several people immediately rushed to the lake, but just after taking a few steps, An Xuan, who was in the front, suddenly stopped.

The next second, the fat man suddenly felt that the temperament of this man was different from before.

"Since you're here, come out and meet me." He said to the bushes not far away.

After a while, several torches suddenly lit up in the bushes, and then a group of people came out, about a dozen people, some of whom were holding wooden sticks and spears.

The leader was a middle-aged man with squinting eyes and a mustache.

It was Butler Zhou.

A middle-aged woman stood on his left, but the woman's dress was different from before. She was wearing a shorts and carrying a double-headed spear.

Under the reflection of the torch, the sharp spear head was shining coldly.

When he saw the man on the right of Butler Zhou, the fat man's eyes immediately widened and his breathing became rapid.

It was the black-faced man, holding a thick wooden stick in his hand, looking at the people in front of him with a fierce look on his face.

Xia Meng, Jiang Cheng, An Xuan and others didn't have any special reactions, but Chen Qiang suffered. Looking at Butler Zhou and others who were slowly approaching, his face became ugly.

Xia Meng took the Phoenix Coronet from the fat man and stuffed it into Chen Qiang's hand, "Just keep the Phoenix Coronet, don't worry about the rest."

Pursing his lips, Chen Qiang knew that this was not the time to show off, and nodded and said, "Don't worry."

Jiang Cheng turned his head, stared at Chen Qiang and said, "If you dare to run away by yourself, I guarantee that you will die more miserably than Youqi."

"No, no."

An Xuan's wrist shook, and a dagger reflecting cold light was held in his hand. It seems that Youqi died under this dagger.

Jiang Cheng didn't see the weapon in Xia Meng's hand clearly, but it seemed to be made of wood, maybe a wooden hairpin. Last time in the dungeon in Xiaoshijian Village, he saw Xia Meng use a similar weapon.

The battle exploded in an instant. After Jiang Cheng dodged a sneak attack from a hidden gun, he grabbed the gun with his backhand, pulled it hard, and directly stabbed the gun head into the throat of the sneak attacker.

Then he twisted it hard, blood foam spurted out, and after releasing his hand, the attacker fell straight down, twitched a few times, and then stopped moving.

"Third brother!" Another man holding a wooden stick roared, and just as he was about to rush towards Jiang Cheng, a blade stabbed out of his chest.

An Xuan drew out the blade expressionlessly and continued to harvest the next life.

Unlike An Xuan's almost slaughtering method, Xia Meng was more gentle. She relied on her flexible body and just blinded her opponent's eyes.

A woman knelt on the ground, covering her eyes, wailing in pain, blood flowing through her fingers. Xia Meng might have been annoyed by it, frowned, and kicked her hard again.

But the fastest advancing was still the fat man. With red eyes, he rolled over like a human tank, roaring and knocking away those who wanted to stop him.

His purpose was very clear, and he directly pounced on the black-faced man. The two fell to the ground and wrestled.

The middle-aged woman wanted to help, but the next second, a stone hit her head, causing her head to bleed.

She covered her head and looked over, and happened to see Chen Qiang, who was hiding behind a tree, half of his body was exposed, his hand raised, and his body leaned back, ready to throw a stone.

After seeing that he was discovered, Chen Qiang pursed his lips, then obediently took back the stone in his hand and smiled apologetically at the middle-aged woman.