Nightmare Apostle

Yang Xiao stopped until Huang Sanbing was completely motionless. He squatted down and pulled the wooden stick in Huang Sanbing's hand.

Unexpectedly, Huang Sanbing's fingers holding the stick were very tight. After breaking several fingers, Yang Xiao finally got the treasure.

But after getting it, Yang Xiao found something wrong. The touch was not the feeling of wood, but the skin of some animal. When pressed with the hand, there were joints inside, like joints. With a little force, the stick could bend, but the amplitude could not be too large.

Yang Xiao realized that this magic weapon was not a wooden stick at all, but a bunch of joints wrapped in the skin of some unknown thing. However, he searched for a long time and did not find any signs of stitching on the outer layer of skin, as if this thing was born as a whole.

The treasure was already in hand, and he could wait to go back and study it carefully. Yang Xiao carefully wrapped the magic weapon with the cloth in his backpack, and then dealt with the body.

After putting on the mask and carefully wiping Huang Sanbing's bloody face, Yang Xiao raised his phone, trying to avoid some obvious markers around him. Finally, he chose a suitable angle, held the machete, stepped on the corpse with one foot, and took a photo with it.

After repeatedly confirming that the photo met the requirements, he put away his phone, chopped off Huang Sanbing's head with the knife in his hand, took out the bag he had prepared early in the morning, put the head in it, and stuffed it into his backpack.

There was no need to clean up the scene, after all, it was a mirror world, and Yang Xiao left the headless corpse here.

It was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so he quickly changed into clean clothes and prepared to leave.

He definitely couldn't go through the main door of the garage. Yang Xiao used the ability of the soul-catching mirror again to find a location outside the garage and teleport out.

Taking advantage of the night, he left Xia Shi Town, bumpy all the way, and when he got back to Xiangma Town where the Peace Hotel was located,

a whole day had passed.

According to the special contact information left by the Peace Hotel, Yang Xiao walked into the hotel door again at 12 o'clock midnight. No one greeted him again. Several lanterns marked with Room 7 with the word "Yuan" led him to the room he had been in before.

The corridor was very quiet. The locker appeared again by the door. This time, Yang Xiao put the bag containing Huang Sanbing's head in it with ease.

As soon as he entered the room, he heard a series of ding-dong sounds, and a delicate bamboo tube rolled down the hole. He unscrewed the bamboo tube and found a miniature camera hidden inside. There was also a note asking Yang Xiao to take a photo of the body.

He took out his mobile phone, found the photo, took it with the miniature camera, put the camera back, and threw it into the hole again.

About half an hour later, Yang Xiao was a little impatient waiting. The new bamboo tube finally arrived. The hotel had confirmed that Yang Xiao had completed the task and asked how to pay the reward. At the same time, he gave a suggestion that 9 million cash was inconvenient to carry and could be converted into equivalent gold.

Of course, if you must pay in cash, that's fine. If it's not convenient to take it all at once, you can come back to pick it up several times within a month. The hotel will keep the rest properly. In addition, congratulations to Yang Xiao. He has been recognized by the hotel and will be given a new mask. A higher level of authority will also be opened for him. He can not only buy intelligence, but also buy and sell various treasures including the resentful eye and its derivatives. Of course, the premise is within his authority.

Yang Xiao has no need to buy and sell the resentful eye for the time being, but he will definitely use it in the future. As for the resentful eye derivatives, Yang Xiao immediately thought of the silver metal boxes used by the technical department to seal the resentful eye, and the silver special gloves they wore on their hands.

Yang Xiao urgently needs these things. If he kills evil cultivators or enemies in the future, if the other party's resentful eyes are not used, he will save them first, and then find an opportunity to sell them here. After all, some resentful eyes belonging to evil cultivators are very unstable. If you carry them with you for a long time, you may get into trouble. It would be a big loss to hand them over to the patrol department, and the engraved shadow stone that he had finally snatched would be confiscated.

Yang Xiao wrote down his needs. He wanted a pair of special gloves and two silver suitcases, one large and one small, to seal the resentful eyes. One of them was bigger. Yang Xiao emphasized the size, which was based on the size of the new magic weapon.

On the way back, Yang Xiao stored the robe and the new magic weapon separately. He checked from time to time and found that the robe behaved very honestly and did not swallow the magic weapon. I don’t know if it was because he guarded it too strictly and it was difficult to do it.

In short, Yang Xiao decided to seal up the new magic weapon first. After all, if such dangerous goods are exposed to the outside, it will be very dangerous if something like the red veil of Grandma Hong happens.

Soon he received a reply from the hotel that he could sell it, but the price surprised Yang Xiao. The big suitcase cost 2 million, and the small one also cost 1.5 million. The gloves were sold individually, 800,000 each, and a pair with a discount cost 1.5 million.

Yang Xiao only made 9 million from this business, and it would cost 5 million to buy these things. Can the derivatives of the resentful eye be sold at this price?

After a moment of silence, Yang Xiao knew that the hotel's rules did not allow bargaining, but he still couldn't help asking: "Are there any second-hand ones for sale?"

"Sorry, this hotel operates with integrity and does not cheat anyone, no." Every word on the new note pierced Yang Xiao's heart, telling him that he was still a poor man in essence.

Yang Xiao still reluctantly placed the order. He could also find a way to get these things through the patrol office, but it was too troublesome. He was worried about causing unnecessary suspicion. Nalan Shuo had already noticed him.

After waiting for an hour, there was finally new news. The transaction was confirmed. Two suitcases, a pair of gloves, and a new mask were ready and placed in the storage box outside the door.

The hotel specially reminded that one of the boxes contained gold bars worth 4 million yuan, and asked him to confirm it before leaving.

After burning and crushing all the notes in the future, Yang Xiao walked to the door, and the door with excellent sound insulation slowly opened. He came to the corridor outside and opened the cabinet door. Sure enough, the things he wanted were neatly arranged, and Huang Sanbing's head was gone.

One of the silver boxes was open, and 8 gold bars were neatly stacked inside, exuding the smell of wealth, which made people happy.

After confirming that the things were correct, Yang Xiao looked at the other side of the cabinet, where a mask was placed alone.

The mask had a metallic sheen similar to that of a silver box. It was very light to the touch, and had some inexplicable patterns painted on it. It looked much more delicate than the one on his face. Most importantly, there was also a word written on the right cheek of the mask, but it was not "Yuan", but "Li".

The hotel mentioned before that the new mask given to him represented a higher authority, so the mask with the word "Li" was probably higher than the one with the word "Yuan".