Nightmare Apostle

The female ghost in red was naturally Yang Xiao. He also specially put on the ghost face mask prepared in the store. But the next second, before Yang Xiao could say anything, the yellow hair on his clothes loosened his grip, and then he fell straight back. Then he fell to the ground with a "plop".

Yang Xiao was also stunned by this scene. He did not expect that this arrogant-looking Huang Mao could not help but scare him.

at the same time-

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"Plop."

"Plop."

Four times in a row, the other four people all fell to the ground in different postures. Yang Xiao's first reaction was that blackmail was not going to work and it was a ploy. He was not used to Huang Mao. He squatted down and slapped Huang Mao twice, but Huang Mao's face was swollen. , but the person still showed no sign of waking up.

The light in the room was turned on. Xiaomei was panicked and at a loss when she saw this scene. Her whole body was trembling. At this moment, Yang Xiao also saw the clues. These people didn't seem to have been frightened, but more like they had suffered some unknown attack. .

With a pause in his heart, Yang Xiao stretched out his hand to open Huang Mao's eyelids and saw that his eyes were trembling rapidly, as were the others. Now Yang Xiao understood instantly. This scene in front of him was so familiar. He had been in an express hotel before.

His opera robe once caused a supernatural event, codenamed Ghost Dream, which caused everyone on the entire floor to fall into a deep sleep.

"Yang...Teacher Yang, what happened to them?" Xiaomei is young after all. She has never seen such a scene before.

I was at a loss for a while.

"Don't panic, it was expected. This is a lesson I gave them." Yang Xiao raised his head and tried his best to comfort Xiaomei, "You go out first, I will be responsible for waking them up."

"Are you alone?" Xiaomei looked nervous.

Yang Xiao took the pen and paper on the table, wrote down a series of numbers, and handed it to Xiaomei, "Go out first and close the door.

Don't let anyone in. If you still don't see me out in half an hour, just call this number and say it was Captain Yang who let me in.

Tell him what happened here. "

"Remember, before that person comes, don't open this door without permission, and don't let anyone else get close to this room. Can you do it?" Yang Xiao emphasized and asked.

For some reason, when Yang Xiao looked at her like this, Xiaomei suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling of confidence in her heart.

He nodded repeatedly, "Don't worry, Teacher Yang!"

"very good."

According to Yang Xiao's request, Xiaomei quickly left the room. At this moment, Yang Xiao could more conveniently check the status of the people on the ground. After checking, Yang Xiao found that the breathing and pulse of these people were within the normal fluctuation range. He guessed that these people were raped. Trapped in a dream.

And these happened after they touched themselves, that is to say, this dream was caused by him.

External force could not wake up these people, and the person who tied the bell had to be untied. Yang Xiao made a bold move. He moved the bodies of these people and asked them to sit next to each other, holding hands. Then he turned off the room lights and lay down by himself. Among them, one hand held Huang Mao, and the other hand held a little girl with heavy makeup, closing her eyes in the darkness.

This period of time was torturous because no matter what Yang Xiao did, he couldn't fall asleep. He changed several positions and tried counting sheep, but to no avail. After more than ten minutes of repeated tossing, Yang Xiao gave up. He sat up, took out his cell phone, and planned to ask Nalan Shuo for help. The number he had left for Xiaomei also belonged to Nalan Shuo.

But when the phone screen turned on, Yang Xiao was surprised to find that his phone had no signal at this moment. At the same time, an ominous premonition instantly enveloped him, and he suddenly realized that something seemed to have changed around him.

The surrounding area is very quiet, as quiet as death. This store is located in a bustling shopping mall.

It shouldn't be this quiet.

Yang Xiao, who noticed something strange, stood up quickly, walked behind the door, and gently opened the door to a gap. At this moment, a mist filled the corridor outside. The mist surged in and penetrated along the crack of the door, with a smell of... Moisture.

Almost instantly, Yang Xiao, who realized the danger, took out the ghost lantern, with the ghost lantern in front of him in his left hand and the human bone stick in his right hand.

This was no longer the script club where he worked. Yang Xiao turned around and suddenly found that the people lying on the ground were all gone.

At this moment, rescuing people is no longer the main purpose. The top priority is how to escape from here. After Yang Xiao calmed down, he planned to go out and take a look. There was wind in the corridor. The direction of the wind was uncertain, but it was cool on his body.

It makes people feel that there is a lot of space nearby.

The mist gradually became thinner. After he completely walked out, Yang Xiao was shocked by the scene in front of him. He saw the door of a large mansion standing in front of him. It was the Feng family mansion. He recognized it at a glance, but it was a few dilapidated buildings. The Feng family mansion ten years later!

There was a row of messy shoe prints on the soil under their feet. The shoe prints were crooked, and finally they walked into the door of the Feng family mansion.

Huang Mao and the others entered the Feng family mansion.

Yang Xiao held the ghost lantern, tried his best to dispel the fog in front of him, and walked in resolutely. He had to figure out what this ghost dream meant.

As seen in the previous dream, the current Feng family mansion has long since fallen into decay. The doors and windows are broken, the trees are dead, the courtyard is overgrown with weeds, and the height is almost as high as his waist. The lanterns that used to be there are now rotten. Only the lantern bones were left, and from a distance, they looked like skeletons hung high after their skin and flesh had been peeled off.

There were no birds chirping, no insects chirping, everything here smelled of death, even the weeds under his feet were just emptiness and lushness. Yang Xiao grabbed the grass stems and pulled out the roots with a slight force, but the roots It was already rotten and dripping with black liquid.

Dead.

All dead.

The entire Feng family mansion was like the corpse of a dead giant beast, slowly decaying bit by bit, and the smell of blood attracted countless lonely ghosts.

Suddenly, Yang Xiao paused. He saw a dazzling streak of blood in front of the steps not far away. It was blood. The blood was still fresh and sparse. It extended all the way into the inner house. Judging from the amount of bleeding, the injured person was in serious condition. optimism.

With the ghost lantern and human bone stick in hand, unless he is the former owner of the opera robe, there is not much in this mansion that can threaten his existence. Now he also understands that the reason why this Feng family mansion is special is because of the bottom of the lake in the backyard. The calm nine-story monster building.

Yang Xiao pushed open a wooden door that was about to collapse. The corroded door shaft made a harsh creaking sound. He followed the bloodstains on the ground to find it, and the bloodstains disappeared outside the door.

The room was very dark, but fortunately there was a ghost lantern. Yang Xiao slowed down and walked in. The main hall was in ruins. He walked to the side hall with blood stains. The door of the side hall was ajar. Through the crack in the door, he could see a bedroom inside. , there is an old carved wooden bed placed against the wall. There are tattered curtains hanging from the bed, and a woman is sitting diagonally behind the curtain. The woman's body is swaying regularly from side to side, and she is holding a naked child in her hands. The woman Coaxing the child to sleep in her arms.

But Yang Xiao knows very well that there are no living people here now. They are all ghosts and monsters who are unwilling to accept death.

Yang Xiao was not prepared to be polite to them, so he opened the door with one kick. This kick caused half of the broken wooden door to fly away.

Before Yang Xiao could grab the human bone stick and rush forward, the slow-moving woman was like a mouse seeing a cat. She let out a shrill scream and disappeared without a trace.

Hmm... Although the woman ran away, the child in the baby was left behind. Yang Xiao opened the curtain and took a look. Just one glance made him feel bad. What kind of child was there in the naked body? , but a section of human thigh,

The fracture was bloody.

Holding back his nausea, Yang Xiao pulled away the cloth that forced him to be naked. After observing, he found that the thigh was very thick and had a very high fat content. He knew who it was. It was the fat man with Yin Yang hair. Now it seemed that this fat man was in danger. .

Not long after leaving the room, Yang Xiao was attracted by a burst of strange singing. He searched all the way and came to a side courtyard. Looking at the familiar crooked neck tree in front of the door, Yang Xiao suddenly remembered that this was where he was forced to work. The "theatre" where audiences watch plays.

He knew who was singing inside, it was the little girls who had their eyes gouged out and were buried alive upside down.

Sure enough, after Yang Xiaoduan opened the door, the courtyard was extremely lively. A group of dirty little girls with pigtails were lined up. The latter one put his hands on the shoulders of the previous one. There were more than 20 people. Like a multi-legged centipede, they surrounded the middle of the yard, singing nursery rhymes that Yang Xiao couldn't hear clearly, and spinning in circles happily.

The rhythm of their footsteps was very strange. They used force every time, leaving a clear footprint on the ground, as if they were trying to consolidate the ground under their feet.

After looking at it for less than ten seconds, Yang Xiao suddenly realized that the girl at the head was not blind. She had a pair of big eyes, but these eyes obviously did not belong to her. They were snatched by her and forced into her eye sockets. They were very uncoordinated. , there are still two lines of blood hanging on the dead gray face at this moment.

Thinking that these girls were buried alive in this yard, Yang Xiao secretly thought something bad, and immediately rushed forward and used ghost lanterns to drive away these dead ghosts. Except for the girl in the lead, these guys were more sensitive and saw Yang Xiaochong. After arriving, they fled early. The other girl ghosts whose eyes were gouged out didn't feel the pain until the green light from the ghost lantern shone on their bodies. They fled in all directions. Some of them ran in the wrong direction in panic.

He rushed straight towards Yang Xiao.

But Yang Xiao didn't care about them. After all, they were all poor people. Yang Xiao gathered the green light of the ghost lantern, turned sideways, and let them leave.

Then Yang Xiao found a handy wooden stick and dug down in an area in the middle of the yard that had obviously been dug recently. After a few digs, he found a pair of feet. One of them was barefoot, and the other one had dirt hanging on it. Tiny plush slippers.

It was the little girl with black stockings among the five Huangmao people. Just when Yang Xiao was about to dig up this person's body, his feet suddenly moved.

"Not dead yet?"

Yang Xiaoyi immediately dug down. He must save the person before he died. Soon, he pulled the girl out like a carrot. It must be said that the girl was really lucky. After coughing violently for a while, she suddenly started to go crazy. struggle.

Yang Xiao grabbed her and wiped the mud off her face. It was at this moment that Yang Xiao saw clearly how miserable she was. It could be said that if Yang Xiao had taken a step later, the girl might have died by now.

But now Yang Xiao is also in a dilemma. He has to find other people, but it would be too cumbersome to take the girl with him. She can't leave at all. But if he doesn't take her with him, she will definitely die if she is left here alone.

After a brief decision, Yang Xiao picked up a tattered rope from the ground, tied up the girl's hands and feet with three strokes, then took out the soul-capturing mirror and threw her into the mirror world.

In such a ghost place, Yang Xiao's soul-capturing mirror was greatly suppressed. The original space in the mirror shrank several times, but it was more than enough to accommodate one person.

He had to hurry up and find the rest of the people. If he could save them, he would save them. If he couldn't, he could only blame their bad luck.

Soon, he found a man who was being constantly disturbed by several female ghosts by the well, and a woman who was hung under a tree and rolled her eyes because of the rope. The situation of these two was slightly better. Although they were covered with wounds, at least their lives were safe.

Still using the old method, Yang Xiao tied their hands and feet and threw them into the mirror world.

The most miserable one was the fat man with the yin-yang head. Yang Xiao found this man in the kitchen of Feng Mansion. At this moment, he was stripped clean like a pig waiting to be slaughtered. The yin-yang head that he was proud of was also shaved clean and tied to the pillar with hemp rope.

One of the left legs and most of the right arm had been chopped off. The chopping board was full of blood. There was a big iron pot not far away, and the firewood below was burning vigorously.

After Yang Xiao scared away the ghosts, he immediately put the fat man down and tried his best to stop the bleeding for him. Finally, he threw him into the mirror world.

Now there was only Huangmao left. Without thinking, Yang Xiao rushed to the backyard. Before he got close, he heard a sad and mournful singing voice.

As he expected, Huangmao was here.

The Boxi boat appeared again, with a thin figure singing and dancing on it, with a strange posture, as if his bones were pulled out.

As his sight moved upward, Yang Xiao found that Huangmao was tied to the combing pole of the Boxi boat.

Because the distance was too far and there was a hazy fog in the middle, Yang Xiao could not see whether he was alive or dead.

However, there was one thing, Huangmao had hung his head and was motionless.

Based on the principle that these people could die, but they must not die in their own script store, Yang Xiao planned to do his best to save people. This time, he learned from the last experience. He did not rashly find a boat to row over, but directly used the ability of the soul-catching mirror. In a blink of an eye, he stood on the Boxi boat in the center of the lake.

Seeing Yang Xiao appear, the singing female ghost did not hesitate and jumped directly into the cold lake water. Yang Xiao wanted to stop her but failed.

After he rescued the yellow-haired man, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. This guy was still alive. But just when Yang Xiao was about to take people away, something strange happened. The whole boat suddenly began to shake for no reason, and Yang Xiao could hardly stand.

Only then did Yang Xiao notice that the lake surface had sunk downwards at some point, and a huge whirlpool was slowly forming.

A dark red light flickered in the depths of the whirlpool, which was extremely evil.