Nightmare Apostle

In front of him was the body of his dead companion standing up, and in the back was Mrs. Wu holding a kitchen knife. The danger Yang Xiao faced now was almost a dead end.

He didn't even have a chance to escape. The window was blocked by the bed, and his way back was blocked by Mrs. Wu. Even if he managed to escape from the bedroom, he would be hacked to death by Mrs. Wu in front of the locked door.

The more panicked, the faster he died. At the critical moment, Yang Xiao showed a strong psychological quality. As if he didn't find anything, he took back his left hand to diagnose the pulse, and nodded with a smile, "It turns out that That’s right.”

The old lady Wu behind her was stunned and put down the kitchen knife in her hand doubtfully, "Doctor, have you seen my son's illness?"

"Well, get a pen and paper, and I'll take the next step."

After Mrs. Wu got the dirty paper and the badly worn pen, Yang Xiao took it without looking back, shook the pen, and wrote down the prescription gracefully.

As soon as she finished writing the last stroke, Mrs. Wu couldn't wait to grab the prescription and looked closely. Her blood-red eyes were wide open, "One or two pieces of wall covering, half a two-pot pot of ash, two coins of heavy tea, For one coin of rust, add half a pack of washing powder, and use three coins of rat poison as the first drug.

Then mix 12 kinds of leftover medicine at home, dry in the shade and divide into 24 portions. Decoction and take one portion each morning and evening for 12 days. "

"Doctor, this...why does this prescription look a little strange?" Mrs. Wu looked more and more strange.

"Oh, Chinese medicine is profound and profound, how can you mortals understand it." Yang Xiao smiled slightly, confidence revealed in his voice, "Remember, starting from tomorrow, your son will be given once in the morning and once in the evening for 12 consecutive days, without any interruption in between. The disease will be cured after 12 days. If not, you can come to me."

Haha, Yang Xiao can't prescribe medicine, but he can do poisoning. With all these messy things mixed together, the ghost shouldn't be able to withstand it if he eats it every day, let alone two meals a day for 12 consecutive days.

It doesn't matter if he can't eat to death. Anyway, Mrs. Wu won't be able to find him after 12 days, and he ran away after 7 days.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Wu took the prescription and smiled sinisterly, "Doctor, how do I know whether your prescription is real or fake? You didn't see any disease, so you prescribed medicine randomly to fool our miserable mother and son."

Yang Xiao's face hardened, "Nonsense, my Chu family has been practicing medicine for generations, and this hanging silk pulse diagnosis is a skill of eating that has only been passed down for thirteen generations of my Chu family.

Let me ask you, does your son have a broken dragon tattooed on his chest? "

After hearing this, Mrs. Wu got her upper body behind the curtain and fiddled with it for a while. There was a sound of clothes being pulled apart. After a while, Mrs. Wu's voice became excited and said, "Yes, my son really does!!"

"Heh, let me ask you again, does your son have a tattoo of a python that reaches the sky on his arm? The python wraps around his arm and spits out letters like arrows?"

"Yes, yes, yes!!"

"In the end, the dragon and the snake meet and become one."

"It's amazing, it's amazing! Doctor Chu, no no, Doctor Chu, you are so amazing, you... you are a living Bodhisattva!!"

As Mrs. Wu thanked her repeatedly, Yang Xiao was sent out of room 6037. When leaving, Mrs. Wu suddenly took Yang Xiao's hand and told him to pay attention to safety on the way back and not to take the elevator.

"Why?" Yang Xiao asked.

A look of fear appeared on Old Mrs. Wu's face, as if she had recalled a terrifying scene. Her mouth opened and her whole body remained motionless. A line of blood and tears actually flowed from her bloodshot eye.

Seeing this, Yang Xiao didn't dare to ask any more questions and immediately left.

As the door closed, Yang Xiao walked alone in the corridor outside. It was past midnight and the apartment was quiet.

After a while, Yang Xiao noticed something was wrong. The area was too quiet, there was no sound at all, it was as if - it was as if everyone in the whole building had disappeared.

Yang Xiao quickened his pace, but when he passed the elevator, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. He saw that the elevator that had stopped on the 9th floor now showed that it had stopped on the 3rd floor.

The elevator moved.

Did someone take the elevator?

But Yang Xiao remembered that Mrs. Wu had clearly reminded her that none of the residents in the apartment would take the elevator late at night.

Tonight, only the four of them came out to perform the mission. All four of them were old players. Yang Xiao believed that even if no one warned them, they would not choose such a dangerous scene as the elevator.

Since it's not the residents of the building, nor the players like them, who could it be?

Almost immediately, Yang Xiao thought of the dangerous outsiders mentioned in the warning letter.

"Boom."

"Boom."

"Boom."

Yang Xiao was startled and looked towards the end of the corridor on the left side, where there was a strange sound.

It was like someone was shooting a ball.

And this ball is still leaking, and the sound is very dull.

Staying up most of the night and shooting balls in the corridor is obviously not normal.

What's even more strange is that no neighbor opened the door to stop such a noisy sound. The neighborhood was so quiet that it seemed like only Yang Xiao and the volleyball player were left in the world.

But the next second, the sound of hitting the ball suddenly disappeared. After waiting for more than ten seconds, just when Yang Xiao was planning to continue walking back to room 4004 where he lived,

The strange sound of hitting the ball rang again, and this time, it appeared directly at the end of the corridor on the right side, closer to Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao was a little panicked now, and his eyes kept switching from left to right, fearing that the thing shooting the ball would suddenly appear and rush towards him.

The guy shooting the ball blocked Yang Xiao's way home. If he wanted to escape, the only way left was to take the elevator.

There is no doubt that this is a trap. Yang Xiao would rather rush over to the sound of the ball than enter the elevator.

What's more, the kind-hearted old lady Wu specifically reminded him that the elevator at midnight was a taboo.

After thinking for a short time, Yang Xiao decided to take a gamble. He quickly returned to the original route, knocked on the door of Mrs. Wu's house, and said urgently: "Nvtu Wu, it's me, I'm a miracle doctor."

But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement inside. Instead, the weird sound of hitting the ball was getting closer and closer.

Yang Xiao had no choice but to quickly find room 6012, which was the residence of that weirdo Li Qingxuan. Yang Xiao did not knock on the door rashly, but tentatively put his head up against the door to listen for what was going on inside.

But what he didn't expect was that before he could get close, the door suddenly opened, and then he suddenly stretched out a hand, pulled Yang Xiao into the room, and closed the door at the same time.

After Zhu Yina's training, Yang Xiao now reacted very quickly. As soon as he stabilized his body, he pressed the opponent's hand. While releasing the force, he turned around and twisted back, and pushed the attacker against the wall. superior.

"Teacher Yang! Teacher Yang!" Li Qingxuan shouted as his arm was held and pressed against the wall.

Yang Xiao was stunned for a moment, but then he struck harder, "What, Teacher Yang, what are you talking about?"

"Oh, it's me, Teacher Yang, don't you remember me?" Li Qingxuan's face twisted in pain, "I'm your fan, we" "we've met before."

"Where? When?"

"At the end of last year, we were in a bookstore in Rongcheng. By the way, we were introduced to each other by Brother Zhao, the owner of the New World Script Club. Brother Zhao was also there at the time." Li Qingxuan grinned in pain, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. .

Yang Xiao recalled it, and it seemed that this was indeed the case, but in his impression, the person brought by Brother Zhao did not seem to be like this.

"But how do I remember that that person looks different from you?" Yang Xiao was very wary.

"Hey, Teacher Yang, let go first. If you let go, I will prove it to you."

To be fair, Li Qingxuan acted very honestly. He was obviously stronger than me, but he didn't resist the whole process.

Yang Xiao slowly let go of his hand and took two steps back to keep a safe distance.

Li Qingyuan looked at Yang Xiao with a bitter look on his face, then grabbed the long hair on both sides with his hands, "Teacher Yang, when I saw you had a short haircut."

At this glance, Yang Xiao immediately recognized the person in front of him. Yes, he did have an impression of this person. No wonder it is said that hairstyle is the best medical beauty for men. Even his own mother would not recognize him if he changed his hairstyle.

"Damn it, it's really you!" Yang Xiao was shocked, "Is it okay? I was just a bit harsh."

"It's okay, it's okay." Li Qingxuan grinned broadly and moved his sore arms, "Teacher Yang, I didn't expect to see you here."

Yang Xiao didn't expect to see his fellow dramatist here. It was Brother Zhao who told him that a fellow dramatist was very interested in the supernatural events he wrote and wanted to meet and chat, so the two met.

Yang Xiao subconsciously wanted to ask Li Qingxuan why he was here, but after thinking about it, this was an absolute nonsense. He couldn't come to the nightmare world to catch him because he wanted to rush for an update.

"Teacher Yang, it's great to meet you. I have read every one of your scripts and joined your drama group. Everyone in the group is praising you and saying that no one is better than you when it comes to conspiracy. , you have no lower limit, and you don’t have much humanity left.”

The more Li Qingxuan talked, the more excited he became. His face turned red and he waved his fists.

, "I feel relieved as long as you are here. They can't fight you even if they are playing tricks together. We will definitely survive until the end."

"By the way." Li Qingxuan seemed to have suddenly thought of something, "Actually, I have cleared the nightmare script once before. I am not a newbie. I was able to survive last time thanks to your script's guidance."

Yang Xiao felt more and more uncomfortable as he listened, "What did you learn from my script?"

Hearing this, Li Qingxuan suddenly felt embarrassed and hesitantly said: "I--I met a big sister in the last script. She was very powerful and guided me throughout the whole process. I used the words in your script."

Yang Xiao suddenly fell silent, and then spoke after a while, "Are you sure you only have words?"

Li Qingxuan smiled freely, "That's not important. What's important is that I survived, isn't it?"

"Okay, you have learned the essence." Yang Xiao praised, "By the way, did you hear any strange sounds during this time?"

Li Qingxuan became alert, "What's the sound?"

"Well... it's like shooting a ball, shooting a rubber ball." Yang Xiao explained as best he could.

Li Qingxuan shook his head firmly, "No, absolutely not. The corridor was very quiet. I saw you through the crack in the door and then turned back.

I was worried that you would be in trouble, so I pulled you in. "