Nightmare Apostle

In addition, the previous battle also allowed Yang Xiao to have a rough judgment on the strength of the person who attacked him. He was slightly stronger than himself. At best, he was above the middle level of Li level. He was far inferior to Master Chenghuang or Venerable Bliss. Such a guy. , it actually alerted the elders of the Law Enforcement Hall and dozens of elites were searching for it, and it was still on the own territory of the Confucian Academy, and it made people run away. Isn't this a joke?

If that were the case, then there would be no need to run the Confucian Academy. The Yang family in Yunqicheng would be a joke, but judging from the reputation in the world, it is obviously not the case.

Another thing is that there was such a big commotion here, but other people in the building did not come out to watch the fun, which is particularly unusual.

Thinking about these together, Yang Xiao was sure that this was a play they performed for him. The attacker had no intention of killing him, but was just testing. This is why the good sister hid the opera robe and the human bone stick. reason.

After going through all this in his mind at an extremely fast speed, Yang Xiao pretended to be confused and said with great sincerity: "I don't remember offending anyone in your hospital. I have always lived in seclusion.

Apart from going to the competition, I almost spent the rest of the time in the room. I really couldn't guess the identity of the killer. "

"Then do you have any enemies in the world?" the middle-aged man on the side asked.

Hearing this, Yang Xiao seemed to have thought of something, and nodded with deep approval, "I have always taken it as my duty to eliminate demons and protect the Tao. How come I have as many evil cultivators as I have in my hands in the past few years? According to this calculation, all the evil cultivators are below me." 's enemy."

"You can rest peacefully. We will handle this matter. Someone just saw that the guy who attacked you seemed to be wearing a No. 84 mask on his face. You have to be extra careful." After Elder Aoki finished speaking, he paused and turned around to leave. .

After closing the door and listening to the footsteps going away, Yang Xiao leaned against the door and couldn't help but sigh that this old fox was so cunning. He knew clearly that the person who survived with him was Tianzi No. 84, that is, Lu Chenzhou, but he cheated before leaving. If he has any hesitation about the number 84, or shows signs of recollection, he will be caught. After all, he should not have memories of this mission, unless...: He has not had his memory erased. .

Although he didn't know how the people in the academy suspected him, he guessed that it was most likely related to the conflict between the opera robe and Qingzun Tourmaline, that is, the battle between the bloody and cyan forces after the mission was over.

Originally, I just wanted to come here and play the game peacefully, and leave after getting the information about the soul-capturing mirror, but now it's better. Not only was I forced by my good sister to deal with the old ghost in Taoist robes, but I also had to face the investigation of the Confucian Academy. Sure enough, the dazzling Men are the center of attention wherever they go.

So annoying.

Not far from the building where Yang Xiao was, everyone around him was ordered to disperse, leaving only Elder Qingmu standing in a secluded place, "Come out.

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As Elder Aoki slowly spoke, a figure wearing black clothes and a mask walked out of the darkness. After the mask was taken off, a pale and delicate face was revealed. She was a very young girl, about 20 years old.

He was in his early years, and the fine hair on his forehead was wet and stuck together. He looked very lethargic. "Teacher," the woman said, her voice also sickly.

"How's it going? Did you find anything?"

"The mental strength is not as strong as mine, probably at the middle or lower level of the Li level, but his magical weapon can restrain my ability very well. It is a green paper lantern." After a pause, the woman said hoarsely: "If it is a life and death battle, I'm sure I'll kill him in a quarter of an hour."

Hearing this, Elder Aoki slowly shook his head, "You can't kill him. This man is very thoughtful. The guy who came out of Ansai Feng twice is not that easy to deal with."

"But Ji Ruo, you are right about one thing. His mental power is still too weak to support high-level magical weapons. The fact that he can restrain you and still let you go is proof that this level of magic is It is impossible for the weapon to cause Qingzun Tourmaline to move. Qingzun Tourmaline has already entered the underworld level, and the person who can disturb it must at least be at the underworld level, and it cannot be done by such a small person. "

Having said this, Elder Aoki looked cautious, "It seems that this secret competition has attracted a real strong man.

This person is hiding his identity, so he must have some agenda. I think he must be here for the unborn treasure. "

The woman named Ji Ruo's face became strange, and she asked in a low voice: "Didn't it say that the birth date of the next magic weapon will be three years from now?"

Elder Qingmu shook his head, "That's a cover. I only learned the truth because of the unusual movements in the past few days. This time I have been holding the treasure no longer than before. It lasted for fifteen years. Judging from the visions during this period, this thing is extraordinary. As for how powerful it is, the Council of Elders has not yet determined, but it can be confirmed that it is at the Hades level, and it will definitely surpass Qingzun Tourmaline."

"Okay, I don't have to worry about this kind of thing anymore. Let me ask you, where did that guy from Wencheng go?" Elder Qingmu asked.

Ji Ruo's face changed slightly, but she still replied: "Elder brother, he took leave and went home for a blind date. He said that the male senior should get married and the female senior should get married. He wants...

Bei: "Nonsense! Don't think I don't know what he is doing. He always thinks that the martial arts arena in the academy is a fake one. He hopes to compete with the people in the arena, but those people in the arena are not easy to deal with. What they live is On a day when the tip of a knife licks blood, if you are not careful, blood will be splashed on the spot, and you will not even have a chance to beg for mercy. At the same level, your combat power is not as good as theirs. "

The more Elder Qingmu said, the more distressed he became, "I am just you three disciples. Everyone is my master's heart. Among the three of you, except Cha Cha, who is an honest person, it can save my heart. Let's look at the two of you as senior brothers and sisters." Yes, there is no way to set an example, as a teacher...::,

"Master, do you know who brought that guy here?" Ji Ruo suddenly interrupted with a higher tone.

Elder Aoki was stunned, "Who is it?"

"It's Junior Brother Yang Cha. The residence at No. 31 was also arranged by Junior Brother Yang Cha." After a pause, Ji Ruo raised his hand and said seriously: "I will report it."

Another day of worry passed, until a little after 10 o'clock the next night, Yang Xiao was fully dressed, put on his mask, and set off for Guansi Pavilion. This was his third game. The time was 11 o'clock at night, and the third game of the C class. , 11 people participated, 11 entered 4.

Yang Cha had revealed gossip to him before, and this time his opponent had a very difficult figure.

Prisoner number 3.

This person killed almost all his opponents in two games, and only one person advanced. But Yang Xiao thought about it, and it seemed that he didn't need to be afraid of him. After all, if he wanted to, he had the opportunity to clear out all his teammates in both games.

Yang Xiao is now immune to the reputation of evil cultivators. Evil cultivators cannot scare him. Apart from his heart being on the right path, there is nothing in his body that is not evil. Little White Buddha, one of the three giants of the Black Buddha Mother Sect, The origins of the mother's fly whisk, the soul-catching mirror of the Yuyuan Sect's wounding sect, and the life-abusing knife of the Xiume's sect are all known. As for the origin of his good sister, he has not figured out yet.

After everything was ready, as the weird feeling of weightlessness ended, he was thrown into a soft ball. When the dizziness in front of him subsided, he gradually saw clearly that he was in a room at the moment, lying on a soft big bed. .

There is a dim light bulb on the top of the head, and everything around is full of a sense of age. The old brown glass coffee table, the beige telephone on the bedside table, the old fabric sofa is covered with white armrest cloth, and a TV with a red casing is silent. Jing displayed it on the TV cabinet, and the screen was pointed at Yang Xiao on the bed.

In Yang Xiao's impression, this was the decoration style from at least 20 years ago, or even 30 years ago, and it didn't look like a residence, but more like an apartment.

He stood up and walked towards the closed curtains, pulled up a corner, and peeked outside. He saw dark clouds and wind and rain outside. The apartment he was in was not low, probably around the 10th floor, and there were 4 other buildings as far as he could see. buildings, only a few rooms in each building have lights on.

Looking up, Yang Xiao saw an iron wire hanging above his head. The iron wire was caught straight, and the left and right ends were tied to nails driven into the wall to serve as a clothes drying pole. But what shocked Yang Xiao was that the clothes hanging on it were. ..Something is not normal.

There are leopard print jumpsuits, pink thongs, and many underwear that look very crudely made but have very avant-garde and bold design styles. The most important thing is that Yang Xiao discovered that these clothes are all designed for men. In other words, this is A man's bedroom.

In addition, he also found some indescribable utensils in the drawer, as well as some grease for lubrication.

After seeing these harsh things, Yang Xiao's first reaction was fear. He was worried that this was the residence of a ghost, and this ghost had indescribable habits during his lifetime. His way of killing was to use these things to torture his victims to death. .

This was too scary. Yang Xiao couldn't help but shudder as he imagined some of the scary scenes in his mind. He would rather take some risks and escape from here first.

After a brief check, he confirmed that he was the only one in the room, and then quickly walked to the door, intending to open the door and escape. But when he opened the door, he saw a man in police uniform standing outside the door with a look on his face. Stare at him seriously.

This room has two doors, an old-fashioned wooden door inside and an iron door outside. The upper third of the iron door has a fence. You can see the head and upper body of the person outside. When the door was opened, the policeman couldn't help but frown. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why didn't you reply when you were at home?"

"I... I'm sleeping, sorry police officer." Yang Xiao had just come to this world and couldn't figure out the situation, but looking at the man's face, he knew the problem was serious, "Um... what's the matter with you?"

"Have you been at home recently?" The police officer took out a notebook and a ball pen.

"Yes, I... I haven't been in good health recently and I spend most of my time sleeping." Yang Xiao tried his best to explain away.

"Have you heard any strange noises at night recently?" The police officer raised his head and looked at him with eyes mixed with probing, seemingly suspicious.

"What sound are you referring to?" Yang Xiao asked pretending to be curious.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Picking up the book, the police officer demonstrated for Yang Xiao like chopping meat with a kitchen knife. At the same time, his mouth was still dubbing, but the voice was cold and hard, which made Yang Xiao's hair stand on end. His first reaction was that he was chopping someone. body.

"Have you heard that?" the police officer asked.

"No...no, I...I feel dizzy after taking medicine recently. I go to bed very early every night and sleep until dawn."

After recording what Yang Xiao said, the police officer put away his notebook, raised his finger to look inside the room, and asked very naturally: "Do you mind if I go in and have a chat?"

As soon as he opened the door, Yang Xiao immediately became vigilant. Not to mention whether there was any problem with the identity of the policeman, the main reason was that the things in his house were too weird. Once he was targeted by the police, he was afraid that he would be in trouble, so he tried his best to delay: "That... ..Officer, can I see your ID?”

"Of course." The police officer took out his ID book from his uniform jacket pocket and opened it to show Yang Xiao. There was a photo of the man and his police number on it. Although the display time was very short, Yang Xiao still wrote down the man's police number. It was not difficult for him.

"Officer, my room is very messy. Do you think we can go out and talk? Wait for me for a few minutes." Yang Xiao asked.

The man nodded and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you downstairs. I'll just ask a few questions and won't delay you for too long."

The police officer left after he finished speaking. The footsteps gradually faded away, and then there was the sound of the elevator running. It can be imagined that this elevator is very old, and it makes a "hey" noise up and down.

Yang Xiao always felt that the timing of the police officer's appearance was too coincidental, as if he was blocking him outside the door, but he couldn't refuse directly. After all, he couldn't judge whether the police officer was a ghost or a key clue.

However... When he recalled the appearance of the police officer, he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it for a while.

He closed the door, walked quickly to the old-fashioned telephone, picked up the receiver and dialed the number directly to the police.

Soon, the call was connected. On the other side was a vigorous and indifferent female voice. Yang Xiao got straight to the point and asked whether the police station had sent a police officer to the door, and reported the other party's name and police number. The other party asked him to wait and not hang up.

After about half a minute of verification, the police officer on the other side confirmed to him that the police station did send a police officer named Chen to Building 1 of Dongya Mansion to inquire about something. As for what it was, the other party refused to say, this is discipline.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Xiao sat on the bed and took a deep breath. Suddenly, a light flashed outside the window. A few seconds later, there was a thunder. It was this thunder that woke Yang Xiao up. He thought about it, and thought about why he felt strange when he saw the man at first sight. The man was too clean, without any trace of rain. He didn't wear a raincoat or bring an umbrella. How did he come in such a heavy rain?

According to his previous understanding of the surrounding environment, this old-fashioned apartment from decades ago did not seem to have an underground garage.

Suddenly, Yang Xiao's eyes paused, and he suddenly found that the power light on the right side of the landline was dark. It was a very small light bulb, and it would be ignored if you didn't look carefully. He reached out and fumbled for the power cord at the back of the phone, and found that the line extended all the way to the gap behind the bedside table.

He moved the bedside table away curiously, and the next second, a broken telephone line fell down in Yang Xiao's horrified eyes.

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