Nightmare Apostle

Hearing this, Yang Xiao frowned, why did Qu Muzhi stick to him like a dog-skin plaster? This guy's nose was really good. He had no real evidence, so he suspected him just based on his intuition.

"Captain Qu is one of the best among men. Everyone knows the name of the first captain in Rongcheng. I, Yang Xiao, am just a martial artist. Fortunately, Director Nalan appreciates me and I work as an errand in the Patrol Department." Yang Xiao replied calmly. .

Unexpectedly, Professor Cui coughed twice after hearing this, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face, "What are you talking about? You, Captain Yang, are not someone to be taken lightly. How can you belittle yourself? In my opinion, given time, your achievements may not be inferior to Captain Qu's."

"Professor Cui deserves the award. I, Yang Xiao, am a layman. I have no ambitions and do not strive for advancement.

I just want to have a place to live, to plan my affairs in my place, and to do my best to keep this place safe. That is enough for me. "

Seeing Yang Xiao's vicissitudes of tone and sincere attitude, Professor Cui couldn't help but feel admiration and nodded repeatedly, "It's rare that if the captain of my patrol department can have the mind of Captain Yang, there will be no need to worry about the world not being peaceful. People in the officialdom are fighting against each other for fame and fortune. Calculation makes loved ones angry and enemies happy. This is a serious disease that cannot be avoided in all dynasties. Captain Yang is devoted to the public and does not care about personal gains and losses.

This is a great righteousness, which really puts our generation to shame. "

After a pause, Professor Cui looked around for a moment, then lowered his voice: "Captain Yang, I have something to say. I don't know whether I should say it or not."

"Senior, it's okay to just say it!" Yang Xiao said calmly.

"Um...is there any dispute between you and Captain Qu?" Professor Cui asked curiously, "I didn't stay at the Chengxin Office for a long time. Captain Qu asked me several times. If during the test on you, If something unusual happens, please let me know.”

Seeing the complicated look in Professor Cui's eyes, Yang Xiao immediately understood that he had gone astray and sighed slowly.

When he came to kill someone, he smiled bitterly and said: "Professor Cui, I know what you are like. Since you don't treat me, Yang Xiao, as an outsider, I won't hide some things from you. During this time, Captain Qu has been looking for me openly or secretly. Trouble, I thought about the righteousness of my colleagues and gave in several times, but he... ．

Professor Cui showed a look of understanding and frowned deeply, "It's true, it's Captain Yang who is so popular. I heard about your deeds in the Provincial Office, so I first found the traitor in Qingfeng Office.

Later, he turned the tide and killed Grandma Hong, a revered evil cultivator. You became famous in one battle, and your tree attracts the wind. "

"He, Qu Muzhi, is the only deputy-level captain in Rongcheng. With your ability and achievements as Captain Yang, it will be a matter of time before you are promoted. When you are on par with him, you will be able to compete with him. This is Captain Qu, even This is something even Director Huang from the Chengxin Office doesn’t want to see. "

That's what makes smart people good. Yang Xiao only started the discussion, and Professor Cui figured out the rest of the content by himself, and the logic was very harmonious.

"Now that this matter has caught up, I can't let it go. Tell me, what can I do for you?" Professor Cui was filled with indignation. He could not just watch such a simple-minded young man who was dedicated to the public suffer persecution in the world.

"No, no, Professor Cui, this is my business. I don't want you to get involved. You are a scholar, and you can't fight them." Yang Xiao declined continuously, forcing a smile that looked like he was bearing the humiliation and had no choice but to say, " Professor Cui, please don’t get so angry that you are so angry. I am an orphan. I have been without a father or mother since I was a child. I am used to it.”

The words "orphans" seemed to poke Professor Cui's trachea. He was so angry that he almost jumped out of bed, "Stop talking about it, I will take care of this matter! Am I afraid of them? I, Cui Duozhi, am from the Provincial Office. , Huang Guochao, Qu Muzhi, dares to control me?"

Professor Cui looked at Yang Xiao's hesitating appearance and couldn't help but feel anxious and angry. He taught him on the spot: "Xiao Yang, I'm not telling you, you are just too kind-hearted. After all, you are in an officialdom.

This... this is going to be a big loss! "

Seeing that the play was almost done and that it would be too much to re-enact, Yang Xiao put forward his request tactfully. He did not make excessive demands, but hoped that Professor Cui would describe his mental strength, control and acceptance in his reply to Qu Muzhi. It's better if it's a little lower than an ordinary captain.

"That's it?" Professor Cui was stunned.

"Yes, that's enough. Whether it's Director Huang Guochao or Captain Qu, after all, they are all members of our patrol department. There is no brotherhood, but there is also a sense of comrades. Professor, you just said it,

We can't fight among ourselves and let outsiders laugh, right? "Yang Xiao showed a calm smile.

For a moment, words such as integrity, sincerity, integrity, and aboveboard emerged in Professor Cui's mind, which shocked him and made him admire him.

Professor Cui looked at Yang Xiao and didn't speak for a long time. He leaned back on the pillow a little bit and took a long breath, "Captain Yang, it's God's fault that you don't promote me."

Yang Xiaosheng swallowed his words that if he never abandons his father, I would like to be his adoptive father. He felt that this was a bit damaging to his image, and instead said: "If I could have known you earlier,

That would be great. To put it bluntly, you are like my elder. "

Professor Cui's eyes lit up after hearing this. He sat up straight again and looked at the young people in front of him. He looked more and more pleasing to the eye: "Xiao Yang, I only have a daughter and no son. If you don't dislike it, I will call you... ．

"Uncle, please accept my nephew's obeisance!" Yang Xiao said nothing and bowed to him.

"This... get up quickly. You are also the official captain of the Patrol Department, how can you give such a big gift!" Professor Cui said this, but the excitement in his eyes could not be deceived, and a feeling of cherishing talents emerged spontaneously. .

Half an hour later, Nalan Shuo sat on the chair in the ward and watched Yang Xiao and Professor Cui chatting happily. Professor Cui smiled with a smile on his face and asked about my talented nephew, while Yang Xiao kept talking about his uncle. He also used a knife to peel an apple for Professor Cui to eat.

In such a large ward, Nalan Shuo felt that the bustle here was out of tune with him, as if he was the outsider.

Nalan Shuo himself felt ridiculous for the dignified director of the Lin'an Patrol Department to become an outsider in his own office building!

In the evening, after bidding farewell to Professor Cui, Yang Xiao followed Nalan Shuo back to the director's office. As soon as he entered the door, Yang Xiao felt that something was not right in the atmosphere. A polite but distant smile appeared on the director's face: "Yang Captain, congratulations. I have recognized Professor Cui as my uncle. I have a backer in the Provincial Office. My future prospects are limitless."

"Director, what are you talking about? Professor Cui has feelings for me, but Director, you are kind to me!" Yang Xiao cupped his hands and said sternly: "To repay Director's kindness, you will let me go up mountains of swords and seas of fire. I’m happy to go!”

Hearing this, Nalan Shuo suddenly smiled, "So you recognize Professor Cui as your uncle, or do you do it for me?"

"Of course!" Yang Xiao stepped forward in small steps and leaned into the ear of Nalan Shuo, who was sitting at the head of the sofa. He bent down and whispered a few words. He saw Nalan Shuo's frown slowly unfurling, and finally couldn't help but ask: "This Are you serious?"

"It's absolutely true. I have found out from Professor Cui that the superiors sent him here this time not entirely to test the combat readiness of each investigation team. There is also a hidden task, which is to score the directors of each branch."

"According to Professor Cui, the ratings of the directors of the five deputy director-level offices in Lu Ming and Anping are generally around the upper-middle level, while you and Director Huang Guochao of the Chengxin Office have higher ratings. You are in the lower-level.

He is in the Li class.

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"Why should I be worse than Huang Guochao?" Nalan Shuo almost got up when he heard this. The reason why he didn't get up was because his shoulder was gently pressed by Yang Xiao.

"Director, calm down. After a detailed discussion between me and Professor Cui, Director Cui showed him your achievements one by one. Professor Cui couldn't help but be impressed by your charisma. He immediately revised the rating and wanted to set your rating accordingly." You are a high-ranking official, but I know that you are a low-key person, so at my suggestion, I condescended you to be a high-level official, just like Director Huang."

After a pause, Yang Xiao continued: "In addition, the situation of our investigation team has also improved. Ximen Xiu's fainting has been eliminated, and Beibei has been promoted from the resentment level to the peak level. In this way, next year our office may There will be an additional spot for a real captain, and when the time comes, Director, your face will be bright."

"Is this... considered a violation?" Nalan Shuo's tight mouth relaxed.

Hearing this, Yang Xiao smiled and said: "Rules are dead, people are alive. Besides, with your reputation as Director, what does a full-time Director mean? From my perspective, you have the heroic appearance of the Director of the Provincial Office!"

The chill on Nalan Shuo's face quickly dissipated, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but he still said harshly: "That's enough, let's just talk about this ourselves. You all know that I don't like to be high-profile. "

"My subordinates understand!" Yang Xiao bent down and bowed his hands, "Don't forget to recruit people when you are ready. The director has no way to repay your kindness. If anyone dares to be your enemy, it is tantamount to killing my parents. I, Yang Xiao, will definitely fight with him. Fight until death!"

Hearing this, Nalan Shuo smiled and said, "If I remember correctly, you seem to be an orphan."

"It used to be, but after meeting you, Director, I have a family. The kindness of knowing and meeting you will never be forgotten!" Yang Xiao's attitude became more and more respectful.

"Hahaha!" Nalan Shuo laughed three times, stood up, lifted Yang Xiao up with both hands, and patted his shoulder, "You and I don't have to be like this. On the surface, you and I are superiors and subordinates, but in fact, we are all It’s a brother, are you right, Xiao Yang?”

‘The director regards me as his brother, and my life belongs to the director. "Yang Xiao is very righteous, and he knows how Nalan Shuo treats him.

"Okay, I like people who are kind and righteous, and ungrateful people are not worthy of being my brothers." Nalan Shuo pointed to the side of the sofa near him, "Sit down first, I have something to tell you."

After Yang Xiao sat down, Nalan Shuo took out a box of cigarettes, poured out a cigarette, and handed it directly to Yang Xiao without asking.

Yang Xiao didn't smoke, but in this case he had to take it. After taking it, Nalan Shuo took out a lighter and lit it for him.

When a leader lights up a cigarette, it is either to take the blame or to hold him accountable. Yang Xiao holds the cigarette in his hand and does not dare to smoke at all.

It wasn't until Nalan Shuo lit one for himself, took a deep breath, and then slowly said: "Listen to Beibei, you have received a ghost script again."

"Yes." Yang Xiao imitated the director's actions and took a sip, but he didn't seem to grasp the essence.

Smoke came out of both nostrils.

"You receive ghost scripts too frequently, which is very dangerous. Calculate for yourself, how many times has this happened this year?" Nalan Shuo said with a serious expression.

"The time it takes for you to receive ghost scripts should be getting longer and longer, and it will increase in multiples. Generally speaking, the interval between the first and second times is about 3 months, and the second and third times are 6 months.

Months, the third and fourth times a year, and then years. For example, for me, it has been more than 4 years since I last received a ghost script. "

"Four years?" Yang Xiao was shocked.

Nalan Shuo nodded with emotion, "I don't think it has been a long time. Those real old guys, the ancestors of major families, some have not received ghost scripts for ten or even twenty years. Otherwise, how do you think they could live so long?"

"So that's it." Yang Xiao suddenly realized that the power of the Eye of Resentment cannot be used in the nightmare world. Even if you have great abilities, you have to solve the puzzle step by step and find out the truth, no one is exempted.

After a pause, Nalan Shuo looked at Yang Xiao with playful eyes, "Do you know why few of them got in, while you got in more?"

"Because I use my resentful eye a lot." Yang Xiao replied.

"Yes, frequent and high-intensity use of the Resentful Eye is tantamount to suicide. These old guys are cherishing their lives. They will never take action if they can, leaving the people below to fight to the death. They huddle at home and reap the benefits, unless The family is facing life and death." Nalan Shuo said the truth, and his tone became rare. "So, Xiao Yang, I hope you can live, and we should all live well."

It was clear that Nalan Shuo was doing it for his own good, but everyone had their own way to go. If Yang Xiao had to choose, instead of being killed by the ghost in the mirror and being hunted by the Yu Yu Sect, he would rather die in the ghost script.

He had had enough of being at the mercy of others.

"Thank you, Director, I know what to do." Yang Xiao expressed his gratitude with a smile, but he still had to walk the road ahead on his own.

But Nalan Shuo seemed to see through his mind, shook his head, and stopped talking. He knew that Yang Xiao had his own choice. If he had shoes to wear, who would be willing to walk barefoot and stand to make money, and who would be willing to kneel down and beg for food? Forced by the situation, people cannot help themselves in the world.

"Xiao Yang, I have learned two sentences over the years, and I will give them to you today. The first sentence is, if you don't do anything, you will be destroyed by heaven and earth." Nalan Shuo said.

"What about the second sentence?"

"A true man does not act for peace of mind, but for a clear conscience."

"I've been taught a lesson." Yang Xiao sat up straight.

Yang Xiao returned to the apartment at night and couldn't fall asleep for a long time. His head was a little groggy, but he didn't have much sleepiness. He got up, turned on the light, walked to the table and sat down, took out a pen and paper, and started writing and drawing in his notebook. It was his habit when thinking.

He recalled the scene of the battle with Pingxihou Chenghuang Master Tai. It was really thrilling. Although he had a soul-capturing mirror in his hand, he still almost encountered an accident.

Although the soul-capturing mirror is powerful, it also has great limitations. If there are no reflective objects such as mirrors on the battlefield, then there is no difference between having the soul-capturing mirror and not having it.

Looking for mirrors or puddles on the battlefield is too time-consuming. Yang Xiao also thought about bringing his own mirror, but it was inconvenient and fragile. Even if he rolled over, he might be crushed, let alone being attacked. Broken, and only lenses that meet certain specifications can be used as media, at least as big as a meal.

He was going to go to the technical department to ask if he could create a mirror that was strong enough, light and easy to carry. He could prepare 7 or 8 mirrors and stuff them into his backpack at ordinary times, and take them out when needed.

In addition, there are two stolen pieces of resentment hidden in his wardrobe, one is the waist drum of Master Chenghuang, and the other is Hao Laojiu's dagger. Because of the threat of the ghost in the mirror, he dare not store it in the mirror. The world, but just left in the room, he was not at ease.

He was recently grounded by the Peace Hotel and unable to go to trade. It was time to think of a place to store it.

After much thought, the best candidate Yang Xiao could think of was Tong Han. First, she was reliable enough. Second, she was a traitor general of the Yuyuan Sect. She came from the same sect as Master Chenghuang, so he could also ask her for help. Inquire about Master Xiacheng Huang’s wife.

Although it was getting late, Yang Xiao still sent a message and got a reply soon.

After changing his clothes, Yang Xiao used the soul-capturing mirror to leave the apartment without anyone noticing. Taking advantage of the darkness, he took a taxi and stopped to change trains on the way. After several twists and turns, he left the city and arrived at the small mountain village where Tong Han lived. The night is quiet, there are very few houses with lights on, and people still follow the more old-fashioned living habits.

Tong Han changed into gray cloth, and there were traces of hand-embroidery on the collar. I have to say that she looked pretty good in it.

The two of them were not outsiders. After sitting down, Yang Xiao immediately asked for information about Master Cheng Huang, and Tong Han's calm expression showed a crack when he heard the name, "Why did you suddenly ask her, she came to you? "

"No, she was killed by me." Yang Xiao took the suitcase on the ground to the table and opened it, revealing the old waist drum.

The moment he saw the waist drum, Tong Han was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Yang Xiao in disbelief, "You killed her? Alone?"

"Well, she's quite difficult to kill." Yang Xiao recalled how Master Cheng Huang's method was really very tricky, with two magic weapons, both offensive and defensive.

"Hiss-" Tong Han took a deep breath and leaned back against the cold brick wall, as if he was lost in thought. After a while, he said, "It's amazing. I've only seen this Master Cheng Huang once. She is here." She has a very high status in the sect. Except for the sect master, almost no one can order her to do things. It is said that this person has weird methods and his strength is at the top level among the venerable level figures. I am afraid that he has to be at the level of the previous level. I really don’t know. To think you could kill her on your own."

"It was just a sneak attack, but I almost lost my life. This waist drum can summon a City God's Temple. The City Gods in it are getting stronger and stronger one after another. They are still unbeatable. In fact, she has exhausted her mental power and was killed by her own magic. He died from the machine's backlash." Yang Xiao didn't want to boast, he just tried his best to restore what happened that night.

"She also has a protective magical weapon, but I didn't get it." He did not tell anything about Taoist Master Qingfeng.

In fact, after the war, Yang Xiao thought that the protective magic weapon consumed too much of Master Cheng Huang's mental energy after blocking the blow from Ghost Whisk. Otherwise, the outcome of the fight would be hard to say. If Master Cheng Huang was too powerful, If he summons 1 or 2 more City Gods, he probably won't be able to hold on any longer. The best outcome is to use the soul-capturing mirror to run away.

Hearing this, Tong Han became unusually stubborn, "Whether it's a sneak attack or exhaustion of mental power, a win is a win, and the winner is king. But you must be more careful next time. If you kill the Master Chenghuang, the Yuyuan Sect will be killed." If you don’t give up, I’m afraid it’s not just the Venerable who will come next time.”

"Don't worry about this. They don't know that I killed the person. Even if I bumped into him accidentally, I did it very cleanly and left no one alive." Yang Xiao grinned.

"That's good." Tong Han breathed a sigh of relief.

"How are you doing lately?" Yang Xiao saw that she was in good spirits and asked with a smile.

"Very good, your body is recovering too. Your friend sends you some supplements from time to time, and you have enough food and clothing. Thank him for me." Tong Han replied.

This person is naturally Fu Qingzhu, a good brother who is very reliable in doing things. Yang Xiao wants to find a time,

Invite him to dinner and express your gratitude in person.

"Has Mo Dadai contacted you again?" Yang Xiao asked curiously as he took the tea made by Tong Han.

Tong Han shook his head and said in a cold voice: "No, it's probably because I'm useless to him, but this is for the best."

As a businessman, Mo Dadai is definitely an excellent trading partner. He is right to the point, the price is reasonable, and he is a good friend. Yang Xiao doesn't know how to evaluate him. After all, the status gap between the two is too big. He couldn't be considered a true friend. He couldn't see through the other person, but the other person knew almost everything about him. Being friends with such a person was too stressful and too dangerous.

After chatting for a while, Yang Xiao stood up and planned to leave. He came just to deliver the magic weapon. Tong Han was his most trusted friend.

"It's so late, you want to go back?" Tong Han raised his head, "This is a small village, you can't call a taxi."