Nightmare Apostle

Returning the way he came, Yang Xiao no longer had any random thoughts at this moment. After all, there was still a guy hiding among the paper figures to deal with. With his left eye, he could see that there were just a group of weird paper figures in the audience.

Moving carefully, Yang Xiao now had his back to Altar No. 4. Yang Xiao closed his left eye and quietly opened his right eye. At this moment, the scene under the stage had completely changed. A group of wet drowned ghosts were crowded together, and there were traces of blood along their hair. Water was dripping down continuously, staring straight at the stage.

And just three meters in front of Yang Xiao, a ghostly face poked out and stared at him, and stretched out a leg to block Yang Xiao's path.

It was this guy who tripped me just now!

If he walked over normally, he would inevitably stumble again. For a moment, the old man's warning flashed in Yang Xiao's mind, wealth can be found in danger.

Worried about being noticed by the drowned ghosts, Yang Xiao opened his left eye, as if nothing had happened, and moved forward carefully step by step. When Yue was touching the leg, he suddenly closed his left eye tightly and opened his right eye. , the black and blue bad leg was just in front of his feet, and the ghost sitting there with a weird posture raised his head, with a ferocious smile on his rotten face.

But the next second he stopped laughing. Yang Xiao suddenly raised his foot and stepped hard on that leg.

"Crack!"

The sound was crisp and clear, which Yang Xiao had not expected. It felt like stepping on the paper legs of a real paper man, and the bamboo strips supporting them inside were also stepped on. Then a painful wailing sounded in his ears. Yang Xiao was like a robot. The emotionless machine ignored him and walked straight back to his seat to sit down.

He turned his head slightly and looked with the corner of his left eye. He saw half of the paper man's legs falling to the ground. The scene was very miserable.

At this moment, the ghost show on the stage became more and more lively. Su Tingting performed several difficult moves one after another, and his singing became more melodious and melodious. As a babbling tone sounded, the weirdness in Yang Xiao's heart finally inevitably burst out.

Although he didn't understand opera, he could still recognize the accent and timbre. This opera singing sound... was different from what he heard at the lake before.

Although they all have the same superb skills, and the turning points and peak points of the singing are just right, they really don't sound like the same person.

This guess frightened Yang Xiao. After thinking for a moment, he decided to take the risk and open his right eye to see what the devil was singing on the stage.

Even though he was mentally prepared, this sight still shocked him. Su Tingting disappeared on the stage, but was replaced by a bloated and rotting corpse.

The corpse was wearing a bright red costume and a phoenix crown studded with gems and pearls. It kept changing postures on the stage and making weird movements. Thick milky yellow corpse fluid dripped on the ground along the cuffs and trouser legs. The quilt The soaked dead man actually showed an extremely satisfied expression on his face.

Wearing costumes, being able to sing, and dying of drowning, this should be a joy, right?

Before Yang Xiao could think any more, the corpse on the stage suddenly paused, and its eyes hidden in the folds of flesh stared at Yang Xiao fiercely.

Realizing that he had been discovered, Yang Xiao immediately opened his left eye. After returning to reality, everything returned to normal.

Su Tingting on the stage walked lightly and sang melodiously, while the paper people in the audience also sat quietly.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Xiao tried to calm down his mood. After coming to this world, he has always been vigilant, but it is not without gain. When he gets out, he will have materials for his new script. The drama fans will definitely like these things.

"Ea--, ah--!"

There was a voice on the stage that made Yang Xiaomeng raise his head in shock. The voice was out of tune and his voice was trembling. The key was that Su Tingting was staring at him in horror.

No, she was reminding herself to pay attention to her surroundings!

But...what's going on around me?

Su Tingting almost cried. Yang Xiao no longer hesitated. He closed his left eye and opened his right eye. The next second, Yang Xiao saw the most terrifying scene so far.

Just 10 centimeters in front of his face, there were a few rotten ghost faces, and a dozen ghosts were squatting or standing, surrounding him.

In an instant, Yang Xiao's heartbeat stopped, but as a gust of wind blew, Yang Xiao's body swayed with the wind, as if nothing had happened, his face remained as usual, and he continued to look up and watch the show.

...

Lakeside.

Shi Dali raised his head and stared at the dark sky. The weather was really not good tonight. There were no stars or moon. The sky was like an upside-down lake.

Shi Guanming stared at the lake water under the boat with some fear, and swallowed hard, "Shi...Brother Shi, we are launching into the water now, is it too late?"

It had been a long time since he saw the rising red lantern, and Shi Dali gave the order to launch the boat into the water.

Shi Dali was already upset, but he still explained patiently: "Brother Shi, you don't understand. Who knows whether the red lantern is real or fake? What if it was created by ghosts and the lantern disappears when we put it in the water? That would be terrible." ”

Shi Dali has his own plan. He is waiting for the ghost show of the other team to stabilize before it is a good time to go into the water. Otherwise, if the ghost show goes wrong, they will be on the lake with no way to reach the village or the back. , Waiting for Xi Mo to fight back, there is no place to run.

"Brother Shi, I will listen to you if you have experience, but what should we do now?" At this moment, the two of them could already see the body of the third young master of the Feng family, face down, floating in the dark lake water, swaying slightly with the water waves.

"Go into the water first."

The two of them grabbed the rope on the edge of the boat and slowly entered the water. Only when they soaked in the water did they know how cold the lake was. Shi Guanming was shivering from the cold.

Shi Dali buried his face in the lake. The water was turbid and visibility was very low, but strangely, there was a little bit of light underwater, a dark red light.

"The sunken ship is under the body." Raising his head, Shi Dali wiped the water off his face and looked at Shi Guanming earnestly, "You have no experience, follow me later."

Hearing that Shi Dali was leading the way, Shi Guanming felt much more at ease, thinking that Brother Shi was indeed a kind-hearted person. He must thank him after he got out alive this time.

"Remember, be prepared before diving. Once you enter the water, you must never surface to breathe, otherwise you will be spotted by ghosts. We must work hard to find Xi Mo's body." Shi Dali's expression became serious, "Visibility underwater is very low, don't panic if you can't see each other, and focus on completing the task is the ultimate goal."

"Okay." Shi Guanming also understood the interests involved.

Adjusting his breathing, Shi Dali took a deep breath and dived underwater first. A few seconds later, Shi Guanming also held his breath and dived into the water.

As expected, just as Brother Shi said, visibility in the water was very poor, and Shi Guanming had to open his eyes with difficulty, but there was a faint red light under the water, like a sign. Thinking that Brother Shi had already found it, Shi Guanming swam towards the red light with all his strength.

A moment later, a splash suddenly appeared on the water surface not far away. After Shi Dali wiped the water off his face, he looked around and found no trace of Shi Guanming. Without hesitation, he swam towards the boat parked on the lake with all his strength.