Nightmare Apostle

Ke Long's death cast a shadow over everyone's minds, and it seemed to indicate that this night was destined to be uneasy.

Sure enough, after an unknown amount of time, Yang Xiao, who was lying on the bed to rest, was suddenly woken up. Su Tingting told him with a nervous look that it was foggy outside. The fog came suddenly, and by the time he discovered it, the entire backyard was already shrouded in fog.

Holding his breath, Yang Xiao hid behind the window and looked outside through the gap. The other room had disappeared without a trace, as if it had been wiped away by an invisible force.

Gradually, there began to be sounds outside. Xu Su, who was leaning against the wooden door, swallowed nervously, "Is that ghost here again?"

Kuang Hongyi frowned. He was also a little confused about the situation. The sounds outside sounded strange. There was no scary singing like last night, but a beating sound, which was quite rhythmic. He calmed down and listened carefully. It seemed... like one of them There were also sounds of gongs, drums, and shouts.

The sound was getting closer and closer, and torches appeared in the mist. Someone was coming here, and there were many people listening to the sound.

As a burst of messy footsteps approached from far away, the wooden door was knocked, "Fellow guests, sorry, my third young master is missing!"

"When did it happen?" Kuang Hongyi asked instead of opening the door. After all, it was not uncommon for strange things to appear in this ghostly mist.

The people outside continued to knock on the door with greater force, "Just now, everyone in the house has gone out to look for the third young master. You guys should come out and help!"

Xu Su sneered, as if he had seen through the other party's plan, "Of course I can help, but let your housekeeper Liu do the talking. He recruited us into the mansion."

Looking through the gap, the servants outside all had unfamiliar faces, and there was a ghost mist outside. The ghost ship and the opera woman had not appeared for a long time, which had to make everyone vigilant.

Within a few minutes, another group of people came outside, this time the leader was the mean-looking housekeeper Liu, and the weird-looking papermaker in the evening was following behind him.

"Everyone, my third young master is missing, and the two paper mannequin stand-ins prepared for him are also missing. We just discovered it."

At this moment, Shi Dali, Shi Guanming and others in the other room also hurried over. Butler Liu's face darkened, "Why are there only you two and who is left?"

Shi Guanming's face turned gloomy, "Dead."

After a brief understanding of the situation, the papermaker looked surprised, then counted with his fingers, and took a deep breath for a moment, "No wonder, it turns out that tonight's substitute was discovered and angered the evil spirit, which caused the third young master to mess up. It’s difficult.”

A group of people rushed to the lake under the leadership of Butler Liu, but when they arrived, Su Tingting was stunned. There were only ashes left by the burned paper figures, but Ke Long's body was not seen.

"Where are the people?" Shi Guanming was already feeling guilty, but now he was even more frightened, "No, where is the body? Who moved the body?"

At this moment, the servants in the mansion seemed to have discovered something. They lowered their heads and took a lantern to shine near the ashes of the paper figurine. Now everyone could see clearly that there were actually a line of footprints on the ground.

The footprints were messy at first, but started from an obvious pothole on the ground, suddenly became straight and stiff, and then disappeared into the lake.

Yang Xiao could probably imagine that the messy footprints at the beginning were left by Ke Long when he rushed out of the room. The pothole was made by Ke Long after his body fell down. As for the stiff footprints leading to the dark lake at the end... The image that Yang Xiao could think of was that of a corpse standing up slowly in the mist, walking into the lake with mechanical steps, step by step, until it was completely swallowed by the water.

But judging from Butler Liu's attitude, he didn't care about this at all. He only cared about the third young master, and his eyes when looking at the few people were a little cold, "Fuck guests, although your companions are dead, but what happened tonight In the end, it was you who caused it, and you are responsible for it.”

"What do we need to do?" Kuang Hongyi knew that people had to bow their heads under the eaves.

Butler Liu still had that business-like face, "I've searched everywhere in the house, but the third young master is nowhere to be seen, only in this lake. I just sent someone to check, and the boat tied to the reeds is missing." I think the third young master suffered from hysteria and went to the lake to play alone. "

Shi Guanming's face turned pale when he heard this. Now the fog is floating on the lake and the visibility is extremely poor. Besides, who knows what the hell is hidden inside. Going into the water now is tantamount to letting them die.

What's even weirder is that standing here, everyone can feel the cold wind blowing from the lake, but this wind cannot blow away the fog shrouding the lake.

The lake shrouded in mist is like a ball of ink that cannot be dissolved. Just staring at it gives people a strange feeling of being swallowed up.

"Steward Liu, you see it's getting dark now. Why don't you wait until dawn? The view will be better..."

Xu Su was still thinking of stalling for time, but before he could finish his words, he was rudely interrupted by Butler Liu, "No! We can wait, but the Third Young Master can't wait!"

"But how can we find it? We don't have a boat. How can we swim there?" Shi Guanming was afraid. After all, there was not only a female opera singer in the water, but also Ke Long's body.

"Haha, you don't need to worry about this. We have already prepared it." Butler Liu seemed to have expected this. He glanced at the servant beside him, who raised the gong in his hand and wrapped it in red cloth. The drumstick struck hard.

In an instant, the harsh sound of gongs echoed in the empty night.

This was a signal. Then, a low call began to sound in the thick fog along the lake. One by one, strong men with bare chests slowly walked out of the fog. These people bent over, tied their hair up, tied thick hemp ropes on their shoulders, and moved slowly but powerfully.

The rope behind them was taut, extending all the way into the fog on the lake, obviously dragging something heavy.

The next second, Yang Xiao and his friends were stunned. They saw a big guy slowly revealing his outline in the fog. It turned out to be a big wooden boat!

The wooden boat was shaped like an old-fashioned black-sailed boat, with a square cabin on it. There was a black mast erected in the front part of the hull. It looked big enough to accommodate all six of them.

But what surprised them was still behind. There was more than one such boat. A total of three wooden boats were dragged out of the fog.

"Dear guests, I have said before that you have to do the work after receiving the money. Now I would like to trouble you two to take a boat to the lake to find the third young master. After the task is completed, I will give you a generous reward." Butler Liu bowed to Yang Xiao and his friends.

The servants of Feng Mansion followed suit and bowed to them at the same time. Only the paper-folding craftsman tilted his head and stood aside with a smile.

Yang Xiao's hair stood up on his back. This scene did not seem like asking them to find someone, but more like sending them to die.