Nightmare Apostle

Ghost... followed.

Followed the mirror world!!

Unprecedented fear swept over his body. The mirror world had always been Yang Xiao's safe house against enemies, and this was the first time it was invaded, even though the enemy was a ghost.

No, to be exact, it was the second time. The last time was still an old ghost in Taoist robes, but that time was different. That time he rashly broke into the world behind the gray fog.

The chopping sound was close at hand, which was more real than any threat. Yang Xiao almost didn't hesitate. He flipped up and immediately used the power of the soul-catching mirror to return to the real apartment room, but the power failed. The soul-catching mirror gave Yang Xiao a cold feeling.

Without time to think about the reason, Yang Xiao jumped off the bed, turned around and rushed to the door, opened the door, and ran wildly along the corridor. A series of footsteps sounded behind him, just like the sound from the ceiling not long ago, "Da."

"Da."

"Da.""

The footsteps behind him were not frequent. On average, Yang Xiao took three steps and the footsteps took one step, but the speed was not slow at all. The distance between the two was shrinking little by little. According to this speed, Yang Xiao would be caught up in 10 seconds at most.

Unable to get rid of it by running in a straight line, Yang Xiao simply rushed into the stairwell. When he ran to the corner, he saw a figure reflected on the wall behind him. Only the lower half of the figure was solid, and the upper half was like mist. It was lingering in the air, but in the blurry hand, there was a rough rectangular black shadow. It could be imagined that this was the big knife for chopping meat and bones.

A ghost holding a bone-cutting knife was chasing him closely. Yang Xiao had thought about fighting it, even if it could delay the ghost's actions, but his intuition told him that this ghost was completely different from the one he had encountered before. This guy was ridiculously strong. As long as he dared to stop, he would die if he was caught up.

At the same time, Yang Xiao smelled a strong stench coming from behind him, like a sewer explosion.

He had smelled a similar smell not long ago, in the garden outside the apartment, which came with the fog. Smell.

This guy is the source of the supernatural events!

Now that the other party has set his sights on him, it is extremely difficult to get rid of a ghost. Yang Xiao's brain is spinning rapidly. He has no choice but to divert the ghost's target and find a scapegoat. The closer the target is, the better. That is the guy in room 437!

The footsteps behind him should only be heard by the person targeted by the ghost, which gives Yang Xiao the opportunity to divert the trouble.

Yang Xiao rushed out of the stairwell and ran along the corridor, but after running around a corner, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him. The moment he saw the figure, Yang Xiao was stunned. It turned out to be himself!

Another "Yang Xiao" blocked the emergency exit with a The stick, which was thicker than a baseball bat, stared at him with a gloomy face.

No, it was the ghost in the mirror!

After not seeing him for just a few days, this guy's hands and feet had grown back, and his legs were restored to their original state. Although his face was a little pale, the chill in his eyes was chilling.

Just a glance, Yang Xiao confirmed that this guy came to take revenge today, to avenge the last stick,

and the whisk.

But then, the ghost in the mirror's face changed, it looked straight behind Yang Xiao, and the next second, as if it saw something extraordinary, it took a step back unconsciously, turned around and ran, and Yang Xiao seemed to have seen a savior, chasing after him, "Don't run, brother, wait for me! "

The ghost chased Yang Xiao with a big knife, Yang Xiao chased the ghost in the mirror with a lantern, and the ghost in the mirror led the way with a stick. The scene fell into chaos for a while. Driven by the desire to survive, Yang Xiao burst out with amazing speed. He even almost caught up with the ghost in the mirror.

Based on the principle that I don't need to run faster than the ghost, I only need to run faster than my teammates. Yang Xiao pulled out the human bone stick, aimed at the back of the ghost in the mirror and hit it hard. The strange wave was emitted and hit the target. The ghost in the mirror froze and fell straight to the ground.

It can be felt that under the suppression of the big knife ghost, the ability of the ghost in the mirror has also been greatly weakened, otherwise it would not be so As if it was unbearable.

Just as Yang Xiao chased after it and planned to kill the ghost in the mirror with a whisk, unexpectedly, this guy jumped up as if he was resurrected, and rushed to a wooden door on the right side of the corridor. As his palm touched the keyhole, the wooden door suddenly opened.

A second before Yang Xiao was about to rush to the door, the ghost in the mirror flashed in, and the wooden door closed with a "bang".

Yang Xiao did not dare to stop and could only continue to run forward, but behind him, the corridor was empty, with only a strange black shadow left on the wall. The black shadow stopped outside an old and mottled wooden door. After a few seconds, it raised its hand mechanically and stiffly.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang! "

In the corridor, Yang Xiao ran out of breath. Finally, he found that the footsteps behind him that seemed like bone maggots disappeared, and the chill that enveloped his body also subsided for the most part, which made him sure that the ghost had changed its target.

It was the ghost in the mirror, and it led away the evil ghost with a knife!

Take out the soul-catching mirror, and with a little effort, Yang Xiao returned to the real apartment. The restrictions were lifted, and he could use the power of the soul-catching mirror again.

With his back against the wall, Yang Xiao gasped, but the excitement in his eyes could not be concealed, as if he had discovered a new world.

Ghosts seem to be more attractive to ghosts than humans. He realized the new use of the ghost in the mirror. Once he is targeted by a ghost in the future, he will bring it to the mirror world to find the ghost in the mirror.

After all, this is the world of the knife-carrying ghost. Theoretically, the source ghost is the root of the nightmare world here and the strongest existence. The ghost in the mirror is no match for him. Yang Xiao boldly imagined that if the knife-carrying ghost could help him get rid of the ghost in the mirror, that would be the best. He could also accept seriously injuring the ghost in the mirror. He could take the opportunity to beat the dog when it was down and eliminate this major worry in one fell swoop.

The crisis was temporarily resolved. Yang Xiao slowed down his pace and walked upstairs. He was ready to return to his room.

At night, wandering in such a ghost building that was almost lifeless was definitely a very bad experience.

He walked slowly while thinking about what to do next. Even if he deliberately lightened his footsteps, his footsteps were still inevitably heard in the silent night.

Left foot, right foot, left foot, right foot...． ．

"Da."

"Da."

"Da."

The footsteps made Yang Xiao upset, and... It seemed to be louder than Yang Xiao thought, even though he was already very light.

Suddenly, an ominous premonition emerged in his heart. Yang Xiao remained calm and continued to walk. When his raised right foot was about to fall, only an inch away from the ground, he suddenly stopped, and his shoe did not fall to the ground.

"Da."

A chill rushed from the soles of his feet to his forehead, and Yang Xiao heard a very light but very clear footsteps.

He did not dare to look back, and could only look back with his peripheral vision. On the wall where he was about to step into the corner of the stairs, a vague figure like mist was gradually solidifying. The posture of the figure was exactly the same as Yang Xiao, and the right foot was also on the step.

The ghost... is back again, following him step by step.

Run!

Yang Xiao ran away, and all his good plans were disrupted. Now, Yang Xiao only wanted to get rid of this guy. This ghost was too scary. He actually followed him step by step like a human. The most terrifying thing was that he had no idea how long it had been following him.

If he had found it later, he would have gone home!

As Yang Xiao started running, the footsteps behind him became chaotic. The ghost chased him again, running wildly along the corridor. Yang Xiao rushed into the stairwell on the other side and ran down desperately. He was sure that he could not escape. He must... must find a scapegoat!

Only after the ghost killed a person would it leave.

Room 437, this is Yang Xiao's only hope.

He rushed to the corridor on the 4th floor, and just turned his head, he saw a horrifying scene. He saw a ghost standing in the corridor on the right 15 meters away. The ghost was wearing a beige linen mourning dress, his body was extremely thin, and his legs were twice as long as those of an ordinary person. The two silk sleeves on the left and right almost hung on the ground. As the night wind blew, the mourning dress danced. The horror of the picture was completely indescribable.

If it weren't for the fact that the mourning ghost was wearing the same mask as Yang Xiao, at first glance, it would be scarier than a ghost. It was Prisoner No. 104.

Seeing Yang Xiao, the ghost in mourning clothes let out a sinister laugh like "hehehe" squeezed out of his throat, and then ran towards Yang Xiao with strange steps, making a "dong" sound with every step.

It sounded like a drumstick hitting a drum, and Yang Xiao immediately realized that this person's legs were not long, but he was standing on stilts.

"Hehehe.:

The ghost in mourning clothes spread his sleeves, hunched his upper body, and seemed to bend down to give Yang Xiao a big hug. This must be his attack method. Yang Xiao also rushed towards the ghost in mourning clothes. Before the two were about to collide, Yang Xiao changed his posture and slid between the two long legs of the ghost in mourning clothes. At the same time, he pulled out the human bone stick with his backhand and hit the man between his legs.

This set of movements was not Yang Xiao's impromptu idea, but he had used it many times in the fight with Coach Zhu Yina. Although it was not handsome, it was very useful.

The ghost in mourning clothes, who felt pain under his arm, kneeled inward and fell to the ground , while Yang Xiao took this opportunity to rush to the door of room 437

, pushed the half-closed door with his hand, and slipped in, turned around to close the door, and quickly locked it. A set of actions were completed in just a few seconds, and the ghost in mourning clothes, that is, Prisoner No. 104

was locked out of the door.

After entering the room and locking the door, Yang Xiao obviously felt that the chill on his body was relieved a lot, as if part of the ghost's attention had been diverted, but this was not enough, the ghost's main target was still him,

There was an angry shouting outside, and Prisoner No. 104 slammed the door hard, "Open the door, you bastard, you are crazy, stealing my house?!"

"Hehehe... "Yang Xiao hid behind the door and imitated the other party's previous laughter.

'Open the door!' The other party slammed the door hard and threatened: "Wait for me to break in and put the mop rod in your mouth!"

Originally, Yang Xiao disdained to argue with the other party, but he found that the chill on his body was weakening little by little at this moment. According to this trend, it won't take long for the ghost's attention to be completely attracted by the guy outside.

On the contrary, if the guy outside leaves now, the ghost will still not let him go, so he must hold the other party back.

Fortunately, the other party can't see the ghost, which gives Yang Xiao a lot of room for operation.

After a few bangs, it seems that he realized that this door can't be opened by brute force. The man outside began a conciliatory policy and his tone softened. "Brother inside, I have offended you before. How about this,

You open the door first. I have some clues I found. They are very important. I can share them with you. How about it?"

"Really?" Yang Xiao's tone was doubtful.

"Of course it's true. To tell you the truth, I'm from the Patrol Bureau and it was just a misunderstanding." The man in mourning clothes was very kind.

"Then we are traveling together, and I am also from the Patrol Department." Yang Xiao's tone revealed surprise, "But you have to tell me first, what are the clues in your hand?"

"It's not safe outside. Let me go in first, and we can chat slowly inside." The man in mourning clothes persuaded him kindly.

Yang Xiao could tell that Fang Yahuazi was about to be bitten into pieces, and he came in and talked nonsense, fearing that he would not be killed immediately.

This guy is not bad at strength. If I read it correctly, the mourning clothes and the stilts he is walking on are both magic weapons. He was hit with a stick between his legs and was not seriously injured. This is enough to show how powerful the opponent is in resisting a blow. In a one-on-one situation, you may not be that person's opponent, so it's better for the person who poses a threat to die.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Yang Xiao heard a confused voice coming from outside the door. The man in mourning clothes seemed to have discovered something.

Suddenly asked: "What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

"My house is haunted." Yang Xiao answered truthfully.

"What about...the ghost?" The voice outside the door was a little panicked.

"I don't know, he was behind me just now."

Hearing this, the man became more and more confused. He didn't know whether what Yang Xiao said was true or false. After all, he didn't see any ghosts just now. He just saw Yang Xiao rushing over. "Brother, open the door first. Your joke is not funny at all." ”

After this period of delay, Yang Xiao was sure that the ghost had changed its target, so he promised the man,

He opened the door, but only on the condition that the other party could not retaliate. The man readily agreed and swore a poisonous oath using his parents and relatives. His simplicity made Yang Xiao feel familiar.

"Okay, please step back first. I'm going to open the door." Yang Xiao stepped back in advance, opened the window, and pretended to jump out of the window to escape. Then he returned to the door and asked the man to step back. At the same time, he prepared the soul-capturing mirror in his hand. The moment you open the door, you can immediately use the ability of the soul-capturing mirror to sneak into the mirror world.

And the facts proved that he did the right thing. The moment the door opened, a stream of mourning sleeves swept over like a python, hitting the wall behind the door hard, and the wall became mottled and dilapidated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a few seconds, a layer of the wall rotted away, as if it had been decades old.

The next second, the man in mourning clothes rushed in angrily, looking for someone everywhere, cursing and wishing Yang Xiao's family a happy reunion. But the man searched for a long time, even in the bathroom, wardrobe and under the bed.

I just couldn't find Yang Xiao, and finally I found that the window was open, and the cold night wind was pouring in.

After confirming that the person was gone, the man angrily walked over and closed the door, locked it, then sat on the bed, straightened his legs, and took out two envelopes from under the mattress.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"