Nightmare Apostle

"Master Wukong, you are so kind." Yang Xiao laughed, not knowing whether it was a mockery or praise.

They stopped a taxi and rushed to the hotel. On the way, Yang Xiao's cell phone rang. After seeing the caller's note, Yang Xiao was stunned for a moment. It was Zhang Man who called, but Zhang Man was clearly dead!

But soon Yang Xiao thought that this call might be someone using Zhang Man's cell phone to call, such as Wen Chongwan.

But after confirming that there was a problem with the cell phone, Yang Xiao did not dare to bet whether it was a ghost call. Instead, Wukong, a monk next to him, noticed it, reached out to Yang Xiao for the cell phone, and pressed the answer button.

Sure enough, Wen Chongxian's dying voice came from the other side. It can be heard that Wen Chongxian had a very bad night.

Monk Wukong comforted him for a few words and hung up the phone. Soon, the two came to the hotel and found Wen Chongxian in room 8018, who was still frightened. At this moment, Wen Chongxian was wrapped in a thick quilt and curled up on the bed, as if he had lost his soul.

After seeing Yang Xiao and Monk Wukong, it was as if they had seen a long-lost relative. They almost cried out, "It's over, I'm done. I didn't call last night. Today... Today they will definitely come. Brother Wolf will not let me go!"

Monk Wukong patted Wen Chongxian on the back and whispered to comfort him, "Don't be afraid, I didn't call last night either."

Wen Chongxian was skeptical when he heard this, "Really?"

"Amitabha, monks don't talk nonsense." Monk Wukong clasped his hands together with an extremely pious attitude, which frightened Wen Chongxian.

Wen Chongxian seemed to have come back to his senses now. Looking at Yang Xiao and the monk who were in good condition, his face changed immediately, "Where are Brother Lian and Miss Che?"

This was nonsense, Yang Xiao was too lazy to answer. They took Wen Chongxian and hurried to the rental house where Lian Jinshun lived. They called them several times on the way. Just like before, they could get through, but no one answered.

"All dead..." Wen Chongxian, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, felt as if he had died.

Standing in front of the rental house, Yang Xiao heard a sound in the room before he dialed the number. He stopped what he was doing, curiously approached the door, and put his ear against the door. The sound became clearer and clearer. The "creaking" sound was not loud,

like someone was shaking the table.

After opening the door, Yang Xiao saw Che Xuexiang tied to the chair with her hands behind her back. The sound of shaking the chair was made by her. At this moment, the wrists of her hands tied behind her back were already bleeding. He quickly stepped forward to untie her and pulled off the cloth gag. Only then did he restore the truth from Che Xuexiang's narration.

Things were pretty much as Yang Xiao thought. After listening to the monk's analysis yesterday, Lian Jinshun, who returned to the rental house, attacked Che Xuexiang, controlled her and tied her up in the haunted house, preparing to use her as a scapegoat at night.

"Where's your phone?" Yang Xiao looked left and right but couldn't find it.

"Took it away by Lian Jinshun, that bastard!" Che Xuexiang gritted her teeth. She was seriously injured, with several wounds on her face and her arms were bruised.

Monk Wukong stepped forward and took advantage of the conversation to distract Che Xuexiang's attention, and took back the bruised arms in two moves.

"Where's Lian Jinshun, that bastard?" Standing up and moving her stiff body, Che Xuexiang frowned, her face full of anger.

"I don't know. We didn't find him either. No one answered his phone call, and the same was true for yours." Yang Xiao explained.

After a round of inspection in the room, they did not find too many clues. The three were about to leave. Yang Xiao did not give up and called Lian Jinshun again, but this time, they heard a very light ringing sound.

Following the sound, they found that the ringing sound came from behind a door in the corridor, very close to their rental house.

This door was an old iron fence door. Yang Xiao grabbed the fence with his hand and gently pulled it outward. With a "creak", the door opened.

The door was not locked.

And then, the scene in the room gave Yang Xiao a critical hit. There was a thick layer of blood on the floor. Lian Jinshun fell in a pool of blood, his upper and lower body torn apart, and his internal organs and intestines were all over the floor.

The most chilling thing was Lian Jinshun's dead eyes, his eyeballs bulging out, and his eyes were red.

"Kou Kou.

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The next second, a strange sound suddenly came from the room, which scared Yang Xiao and his friends. The sound came from behind a half-open wooden door.

Judging from the layout of the house, the door behind this door should be a bedroom.

"Kou Mi Chuan...

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Another sound was heard, a friction sound, as if someone was crawling on the floor of the room like a snake.

Yang Xiao was also frightened by the picture he imagined in his mind. Could it be that the ghost was still hiding in the room after killing people?

"Who? Who is in there?" Che Xuexiang asked bravely.

Just after hearing this, the things in the room suddenly stopped, and then the friction sound became more intense, accompanied by a helpless "woohoo" sound.

"It seems...it seems to be a person." Wen Chongxian, who was shrinking at the end of the team, whispered.

Turning his head to look at Monk Wukong, seeing that he did not stop him, Yang Xiao slowly walked forward, stretched out his hand and pushed open the half-open door, and then saw a thin man tied to a chair with his hands behind his back, and the knotting method of the rope was exactly the same as Che Xuexiang.

Pulling off the rag blocking the man's mouth, everyone learned the whole story from the man, including that Brother Wolf asked him to keep an eye on the rental house.

"Anything else?" Yang Xiao asked after a while.

The man shook his head weakly. He had been tied up all night and didn't even drink water. It was okay for normal people,

but it was fatal for a poisonous person like him.

"Thank you." Yang Xiao stood up, turned around, took the rag, and blocked the man's mouth again.

What the man said should be true, but Yang Xiao couldn't let him go. It would be troublesome to let him go now.

Yang Xiao found Che Xuexiang's mobile phone and Aqiang's phone on the table in the study room, and then suppressed his nausea and dug out his phone from the pocket of Lian Jinshun's body.

Collecting all the mobile phones, there are 9 in total. Except for the monk's phone that is broken, there is also the one with a power-on password set by Yu Guina. They now have a total of 7 mobile phones available.

Now everyone has realized the problem with the mission. Lian Jinshun did not stay in the haunted house last night.

And there is still someone in the haunted house, but even so, he is dead, which shows that staying in the haunted house is not a condition for ghosts to kill people.

"It's a mobile phone." Yang Xiao lowered his voice, "Sha Meihui came to us to be her scapegoat. I think the problem lies in the phone calls with her every night."

Che Xuexiang nodded, "We have also suspected this, but there are three people making phone calls every night. If making phone calls is a must-have, then all three of them should die."

"Amitabha." Monk Wukong said, "The person the poor monk wants to die must be different from the two who survive."

"Is it time to make a phone call?" Yang Xiao expressed his guess.