Nightmare Apostle

Yang Xiao: "!!!"

A wave of coldness rushed up quickly along the soles of his feet, almost shattering his Tianling Cap. Others were numb, but this time they were really numb. His hands and feet were cold, and his blood vessels seemed to be filled with ice.

The horrific scene was crystallized in his mind, and today he actually carried this costume all the way to the temple and Taoist temple.

Yang Xiao accepted his fate, knowing how evil this thing was, and looking at it like this, it must be entangled with him.

He took the costume out of his backpack and spread it out on the bed. The moment his fingertips touched it, there was an indescribable cold feeling. However, the costume itself was not damp. It didn't look like it had been ripped off the body of a drowned man. On the contrary , the gold threads on it, and the embellished pearl jewelry are quite exquisite.

Despite its inherent horror, the costume itself is an excellent work of art.

Yang Xiao kowtowed to the costume, even more piously than he was in the temple today, "Sister Chun, I was also deceived by Mr. Feng... Bah! That old guy from the Feng family, so I became a guest of his family. But this is not my original intention, don’t blame me if you don’t know, besides, you have already taken your revenge, why are you still pestering me?”

"By the way, you must not take the bastard words I said in the temple today to heart. Asking the Buddha to suppress you is all a joke. I was asking the Buddha to bless you and wish you reincarnation. What a good pregnancy, and I donated 100 yuan to you!"

"If you still have any unfulfilled wishes, just tell me, but please don't trouble yourself to show up and tell me. You can just ask me for a dream. I'm timid, so I ask you to be gentle in my dreams."

Yang Xiao talked a lot and said a lot of good things, but the costume was still lying quietly on the bed, showing no reaction at all.

After a moment, Yang Xiao was frightened by his sudden thoughts, and responded, maybe he was expecting the costume to stand up, and clapped his hands and said okay.

Costumes that are unresponsive are the best.

After waiting for a while, Yang Xiao gradually became more courageous when he saw that the costume did not respond. He wondered if the costume was just following him but unable to harm him.

He himself has written many supernatural dungeons, and certain rewards will be given to survivors after some dungeons are completed. Could this costume be it?

If you want to put it this way, that person has been replaced. He, Yang Xiao, is the owner of the costume.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiao stopped kneeling. After standing up, he pointed to the backpack with some guilt and gave the order to the costume, "Well...bring me the bag."

The costume was unresponsive.

"Isn't that what it's used for?" The more Yang Xiao thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He stared at the costume for a long time, and he actually had the urge to put the costume on, which scared him and quickly looked away.

"Something's wrong. This thing is too evil. Let's do this tonight. When I see Kuang Hongyi tomorrow, I'll ask him if there's anything I can do."

He didn't dare to sleep in the room tonight. Who knew that after he fell asleep, the costume would quietly stand up and stand by the bed and look down at him. The scene was exciting to think about.

Lifting the quilt, he spread the costume on the bed, put it into a human posture, and then carefully covered it with the quilt. Yang Xiao stuffed a bottle of mineral water into his backpack, turned around and put his bag on, "Um...Sister Chun, you Have a good rest, I won’t disturb you anymore.”

No matter what, Yang Xiao knew that this costume would not hurt him for the time being, which was already a good result. He originally planned to spend the night in the lobby on the first floor of the hotel, but as soon as he was free, he couldn't help but think about it, and finally looked up , through the glass door of the hotel, I saw an Internet cafe across the street.

Go online and play a few games to relax. He has been too nervous recently. After recharging and swiping his ID card, Yang Xiao found a busier area to sit down and clicked on a game called Alliance. Seeing the familiar page pop up, Yang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, and his slender fingers jumped skillfully on the keyboard, which was pleasing to the eye.

"Teemo places an order, and if you don't give it to me, I'll give it to you!"

"You can change it, you can change it. I can also play the auxiliary position, but I only know the Ice Spear."

"AD What do you mean by so many asterisks?"

"No, don't curse. How can I grow if you don't let me replenish my troops?"

...

Games are definitely a good way to heal people, either to heal others or to heal themselves, and Yang Xiao is obviously the latter.

After a few games, his mood improved a lot, and his teammates were all very nice. Although he didn't win a game, he kept adding him as a friend after a few AD games.

It was late at night, Yang Xiao closed the game, and just found a funny movie to watch. Now he had to walk for a while back to the hotel, so Yang Xiao thought about it and let it go.

Yang Xiao opened his backpack again and checked to see that the costume hadn't come with him. Then he started watching the movie with confidence. While watching, he was thinking about what he would ask Kuang Hongyi after meeting him tomorrow.

The slightly noisy environment in the Internet cafe gave him a sense of security that he had not seen for a long time. The fatigue of the day came over, and Yang Xiao's eyelids became heavier and heavier. Finally, he tilted his head and fell asleep on the sofa.

When he woke up and it was already bright outside, Yang Xiao slept deeply and for a long time. He took out his phone and saw that it was almost 2 pm.

He hurried back to the hotel, opened the door and lifted the quilt. Yang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief. The costume was still there, lying on the bed very obediently, exactly the same as when he left.

To be honest, the sudden disappearance of the costume is even more terrifying to him now, because he can't predict when and where it will appear again.

Yang Xiao quickly folded the costume and stuffed it into his backpack. After checking out, he found a restaurant to fill his stomach, then took the subway and headed to the western suburbs. He and Kuang Hongyi agreed to meet at Yinzhe Cafe on Sinan Road in the western suburbs at 6 pm.

Yang Xiao was used to doing this kind of thing a little earlier. He planned to take a look around first. He could feel that Kuang Hongyi was not ordinary. He was probably a desperate criminal. It was not surprising for such a person to do anything.

Yang Xiao thought for a moment and decided not to reveal the costume to him. Anyway, the costume did not show any threat for the time being. Yang Xiao suspected that this thing was a reward from the nightmare world, or maybe it was a treasure.

In this case, Kuang Hongyi's purpose of asking him to meet became complicated. Maybe he wanted to test his bottom line and kill him to get the treasure. This is what is written in novels.

Yang Xiao arrived at 4 pm. This place is a business district with many people coming and going. Yang Xiao lowered the brim of his hat, put on a mask, put his hands in his pockets, and easily blended into the crowd with a backpack on his back.

He was lucky today. There happened to be a police car parked not far from the door of the cafe, which also gave Yang Xiao some confidence.

He walked back and forth several times, but did not find anything unusual. Finally, he approached the police car, used the police car as a cover, and carefully looked inside through the large French window of the cafe. The glass reflected light, so he could only squint his eyes carefully. There were not many people in the cafe, and Kuang Hongyi had not appeared yet.

Until the next second, the window of the police car in front of him rolled down, and the man in the driver's seat took off his sunglasses and grinned, "Brother Chu, are you looking for me?"