Nightmare Apostle

These are the clues he has now, and no new results will come from further discussion. After struggling for so long, everyone is tired. Yang Xiaoqiang braced himself to stay on the first shift and let Kuang Hongyi and Su Tingting rest.

Su Tingting tossed and turned and couldn't sleep at all. As soon as she closed her eyes, the children came towards her. Finally, she simply stopped sleeping and got up and came to the table to keep vigil with Yang Xiao.

"Thank you, Mr. Chu."

Su Tingting said this sincerely. Without him, she would not be able to live now. Moreover, she could clearly feel the rejection of new players by these so-called old players. Yang Xiao was also a newcomer. He gained the old players completely with his ability. Player respect.

Yang Xiao was so sleepy that his eyelids almost closed. He could only sip strong tea and said perfunctorily: "Thank you too for taking the risk on stage to remind me."

"That's what I should do, just pity those children." Mentioning the little girls who died tragically, Su Tingting's eyes dimmed, "I didn't expect that the Feng family would actually do so many tragic things. That’s right, they must atone for their crimes! You must think so, right?”

After a moment of silence, Yang Xiao suddenly asked: "Well... you're not sleepy, are you?"

Su Tingting was stunned, and it took her a long time to react. She was immersed in a sad atmosphere and couldn't extricate herself. "I...I can't sleep when I think about what happened tonight."

"Then you can keep vigil. I can sleep. I'm so sleepy." Yang Xiao yawned and walked towards Su Tingting's bed. Kuang Hongyi said before that nothing will happen tonight, and it's getting hotter. It's bright.

However, out of caution, Yang Xiao still reminded him, "Remember, keep some snacks during the night watch and wake me up in half an hour."

After saying that, Yang Xiao fell directly on the bed. It was good, the quilt was still warm, and Yang Xiao felt so comfortable that he fell asleep almost immediately.

Without Yang Xiao to accompany her, Su Tingting did not dare to sit at the table and watch the night alone. With the shadow of before, she always felt that there was something hidden behind the window or door.

After confirming that Yang Xiao was really asleep, Su Tingting walked over quietly, "Mr. Chu? Mr. Chu...Mr. Chu?"

After calling twice, Yang Xiao had no response. Now Su Tingting felt relieved. She tentatively sat down gently, occupying only a little space at the foot of the bed. Being closer to Yang Xiao doubled her sense of security. , "Huh--, just stay like this until dawn."

After a dreamless night, when Yang Xiao woke up, it was already dawn outside, and the sunlight filtered in through the cracks in the window, leaving a bright crack of light on the ground.

Yang Xiao had a good rest this time, but he was a little embarrassed. After all, he agreed to keep watch with Kuang Hongyi, so it would be too irresponsible for him to sleep until dawn.

Seeing Yang Xiao wake up, Kuang Hongyi, who was sitting at the table, came over with a teacup and handed it over, "Brother Chu, how are you resting?"

"It's... not bad."

Kuang Hongyi took advantage of the situation and sat down by the bed and joked: "Hey, you fall asleep so fast. When you asked Su Tingting to wake me up last night, I originally planned to say a few words to you, but as soon as I got up, I turned around. I saw you were already asleep. It’s great to be young, so I just fell asleep.”

"Mr. Chu, wash your face." As he said that, Su Tingting came over, holding a copper basin in his hand and a white towel on his shoulder.

Su Tingting secretly blinked at Yang Xiao, and Yang Xiao immediately understood. Kuang Hongyi didn't know that he was lazy and slept. Su Tingting helped him hide it. She had been keeping vigil for him last night.

After taking the basin, Yang Xiao said thank you. Just as he turned around and chatted with Kuang Hongyi, there were footsteps outside and Butler Liu hurried over.

Seeing that Yang Xiao and the others were there, Butler Liu's nervous expression relaxed a little, but he still announced in a sad tone: "Three Fuke, Shi Fuke is dead, and his body is floating on the lake."

They knew this news last night, so there was no surprise. Kuang Hongyi directly told what happened on the stage last night, except for those children, of course, and then asked Butler Liu face to face if there was anything he was hiding from them. After all, the ghost he attracted last night Things are not happy at all!

After Butler Liu heard this, everyone was dumbfounded. He didn't come back to his senses for a long time, "Isn't it Xi? How...how could it not be her?"

"If it's happiness, how do you explain Shi Guanming's death?" Yang Xiao also joined in, "There must be something wrong with the birth date!"

"Impossible, the birth date must be happy, right? We asked an expert to calculate it, and there is absolutely no problem!" Butler Liu's attitude was tough.

"Did anything strange happen on the night when I married Mrs. Feng?" Yang Xiao changed his mind and made insinuations.

After thinking for a moment, Butler Liu shook his head and said, "I can't remember clearly, but it probably doesn't exist. Wait a moment. I'll go find the old accountant in the house. Everyone from the night theater troupe has been registered, and everyone is there." I got the reward from the government."

Butler Liu stepped out and turned around and said, "By the way, you don't have to wait for Shi Fu Ke. Shi Fu Ke who was with him last night died and he was called for questioning by the master."

After waiting for about a stick of incense, an old-looking old man came with a cane and a cloth bag on his shoulder.

The old man must be in his early 70s, but according to the ancient people's maintenance level, his actual age may be around 60. As soon as he entered the door, the old man bowed politely and said, "This is the accountant of the mansion. I have invited you here." "Fuke?"

"It's us, old gentleman."

After looking Yang Xiao up and down for a few times, the old man took off the cloth bag and took out a thick book with yellowed corners. "This is the account of the money spent in the mansion on the night when the Bai family came to the gatehouse, and there is also a receipt signed by the Bai class leader himself."

Everyone took it and looked at it carefully. Although the receipt was written in ancient language, the handwriting was neat and Yang Xiao could roughly understand what it said.

There were two receipts in total, one for 1,000 taels of silver and the other for 200 taels. Together, the Bai class leader received a total of 1,200 taels. Moreover, the receipt stated that all payments were in cash and no silver bills were accepted, which was consistent with what Master Feng said.

As for the account, it showed that in addition to the 1,200 taels spent that night, there was another expenditure, which was mostly loose silver. The collector did not have a specific name, but some strange titles.

"The head of the group, the owner, the chief dancer, the second lead, the literary manager, the martial manager, the junior manager, the bottom team, the box manager, the inspector, the person in charge of the color box..."

"What a mess." Su Tingting was getting more and more confused.

The old accountant bowed slowly, "Everyone, if you don't usually go to opera, it's normal not to know. The Bai family is considered a well-known troupe in the town. There are 20 to 30 people in the whole troupe. Anyone who stepped into my house that night could get a reward, but the amount of the reward depends on the position and seat in the troupe."