Nightmare Apostle

After learning about the existence of this mysterious "bodyguard", Yang Xiao ate well and slept well. He even came up with an immature idea, expecting the ghost in the mirror or the enemies of the Yuyuan Sect to come to his door. It's better to form a group and come together.

A few days passed by in a blink of an eye. During this period of time, everything was calm and calm. The killer lurking in the upper echelons of the academy seemed to have sensed danger and did not choose to attack Yang Xiao.

After a few days of rest, the day of the competition finally arrived. In the early hours of the morning, Yang Xiao packed up his backpack and walked out of the apartment into the night. If everything went well, this would be his last game.

Of course, if it doesn't go well, it will be the last one.

But this time he is no longer fighting alone. He has already contacted Qu Muzhi. Once the two of them successfully meet during the mission, he will join forces with this ghost Rakshasa to fight even if he meets a You level master.

The premise is that they don't meet anyone who is too perverted. If they really bump into a guy as evil as the silver-haired captain, the two of them may not even have a chance to escape.

Lu Wencheng, Yang Cha's senior brother, once commented that the silver-haired captain was a very difficult character in the You class. With a silver gun and a pocket watch, he only used two easy moves to deal with Lu Wencheng. With the blessing of his good sister, It can even resist the old ghost in Taoist robes after breaking through the restriction.

I wonder if the top expert in the Provincial Office has the strength of the silver-haired captain... Yang Xiao walked and thought, and soon came to a dim building shrouded in night. There was no one around, and Guan Si Pavilion was reflected by a few lanterns. More and more eerie.

A gust of night wind came, and Yang Xiao couldn't help but wrap up his coat tightly. At the same time, he quickened his pace and walked into the door with the wooden sign with the character "A" hanging on it.

To be honest, the complexity of this secret competition held by the Confucian Academy was far beyond Yang Xiao's expectations. A total of 4 people came to Rongcheng, and they were all not ordinary people. The dragon number 243 he got rid of was the Xiu Sect of the Yuyuan Sect. The first venerable person is actually the most powerful one. The other one is Qu Muzhi, the Ghost Rakshasa. He is also known as the first captain of Rongcheng. He is Tianzi No. 97.

The identity of the last prisoner, No. 44, is unknown, but according to Qu Muzhi, this person is also an evil cultivator and is likely to be related to the Yuyuan Sect.

And the strength is very strong. The capital of Qu Mu said that one person may not be his opponent. It is conservatively estimated that he must be at the level of Li.

Even with peak Li level strength, all Yang Xiao could do was to join Qu Muzhi as soon as possible after entering the mission.

"I don't know what kind of mission this will be, but I hope everything goes well...

After making all preparations, Yang Xiao pushed open the door at the end of the tunnel. Along with a strange feeling of weightlessness, he gradually lost consciousness.

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Xiao woke up in a daze. He was sitting on a chair with a backrest. In front of him was a white table and a wall painted light blue.

Soft and even lighting was cast overhead, and several white lamps were arranged under the ceiling of the room.

The walls of the room are all light blue, which makes people feel very comfortable, as if they are in a calm bay.

The soft light shines on it, making you feel extremely calm.

The table is empty, without any items, not even the simplest decorations. The whole room is not large, about 20 square meters, with a table, a locker placed against the wall, and two Chair,

There was a taut curtain and a foldable light blue screen, but there was nothing superfluous.

Of course, there are two doors, one wooden door and one iron door.

The wooden door is located behind a light blue screen and seems to be connected to another small room. The iron door can only be opened from the inside. The outside should be the corridor of the hospital.

Standing up gently, Yang Xiao tried not to make any noise. The weirdness of this room was visible to the naked eye. The tables and chairs in front of him could not be moved. They were welded to the ground. The sharp corners of the table corners and the armrests of the chair backs were also used. White gauze wrapped tightly.

Stepping lightly, he walked behind the curtains and slowly opened them. The next second, Yang Xiao frowned suddenly, and a window painted on the wall appeared in front of him.

There are no windows, the space layout is simple and clear, the overall tone is calm, there are no irritating colors in the whole house, the floor is made of non-slip material, the walls are soundproofed, the lighting is soft and there are no dead corners, the furniture is not easy to be moved, and there is nothing in the whole house that can cause injury. The sharp angle... Yang Xiao could only think of two places that satisfied all the above: first, the detention room of the police station, and second, the mental hospital for special patients.

After further investigation, he quickly eliminated the first option because he found the straps used to bind his arms behind the back of the chair, and there were still dark brown old blood stains on the straps.

He was imprisoned in a special ward of the mental hospital. This was not a good sign. Yang Xiao was worried that several burly caregivers would rush in at any time, forcefully hold him down, tie him to a chair, pry open his mouth, and feed him. It doesn’t matter whether you take medicine or not.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no Internet here, Yang Xiao would have wanted to search for the question of how to prove that he was a normal person after accidentally entering a mental hospital.

You're crazy at the beginning, how can you play?

Before he could assume the role, the next second, a bell rang suddenly, which was particularly harsh in the quiet environment.

It was located on the inside of the room, coming from the wooden door behind the light blue screen. Yang Xiao walked up quickly, and the plastic sign hanging on the wooden door handle caught his attention.

"Please double-check that the door is closed before leaving."

Yang Xiao smelled danger.

What does this mean?

Is there a real psycho in the room, and is he dangerous?

This wooden door doesn't look very strong. There is a piece of cardboard stuck on it. When the cardboard is opened, an observation window appears. Looking through the window, it is dark inside, with only the faint light of the mobile phone screen.

Yang Xiao knows nothing about this world when he first arrives. He urgently needs to find clues about this mission. This mobile phone is very important.

Although he knows that opening this door will face certain dangers, if he doesn't do it, who knows whether the ringing of the mobile phone will attract something outside, which will make him more passive.

Either go into the house to get the mobile phone, then stay in the room and wait for death, or open the iron door and go out to try your luck. The choices left to Yang Xiao are pitifully few.

"Creaky--"

Press down the door handle and gently push the door open. The sharp friction sound of the door shaft makes Yang Xiao's hair stand up on his back. This is definitely the dereliction of duty of this hospital!

After the door opened, light came in. Yang Xiao walked in quickly and picked up the mobile phone on the small wooden table as quickly as possible. What surprised him was that the mobile phone was surprisingly light, and the moment he picked it up, the phone ringing stopped.

After getting closer and taking a closer look, Yang Xiao realized that this was not a mobile phone at all, but just a toy phone with a plastic shell. The workmanship was very rough, and the color on it had peeled off a lot, but the screen and digital buttons were all there.

After getting rid of the "mobile phone" that made the sound, Yang Xiao's eyes gradually adapted to the darkness around him. At this moment, he found that there was an iron bed not far behind him, and a person was lying on the iron bed. This person seemed to be sick. There was an infusion stand beside the bed, and several infusion tubes were hanging down in a mess. It seemed that he was hanging a bottle.

But the strange thing was that this person was motionless, his whole body was covered in a quilt, and a human figure protruded under the white quilt.

Such a big movement did not wake this person up, and Yang Xiao felt more and more strange. Adhering to the principle of being here, Yang Xiao walked forward lightly, and at the same time, he turned his wrist, took out the human bone stick, and came to the side of the infusion stand. At this moment, Yang Xiao could barely see that there were no bubbles floating in the infusion bottles, which meant that no liquid was injected into the patient's body.

"Is this a dead person?" When a person dies, the blood will coagulate, and the infusion can't be injected at this time. This is common sense.

Yang Xiao broke out in a cold sweat in an instant. Now he faces two choices. First, leave immediately, and second, lift the quilt to take a look.

Lifting the quilt to take a look will also bring two results. First, there is a dead body under the quilt.

He can get some key information through the body.

Second, and this is what Yang Xiao is most worried about, there is a ghost under the quilt.

Now he is not outside, with a good sister and a full-time "bodyguard" to protect himself. If something goes wrong, he can only fill it with his life.

After a full ten seconds of psychological struggle, Yang Xiao still chose to play it safe. He didn't dare to lift the quilt, but stretched out his hand and touched the body through the quilt.

But if you don't touch it, you don't know. Once you touch it, Yang Xiao can't do it. After touching it a few times, he simply lifted the quilt. Sure enough, there was no ghost inside, nor was it a corpse, but a bunch of hospital gowns rolled up and arranged in the shape of a human.

On the abdomen of the "person", there was a rough-made rag doll. The rag doll was dirty and covered with wounds. Some were cut by sharp weapons, some were pierced by needles, and some were burned by fire. In addition, there were 4 needles stuck on the rag doll's slender wrists, which were the needles for infusion.

Yang Xiao couldn't bear to watch this scene. Giving injections to rag dolls, is the patient crazy or the doctor crazy?

In addition, on the chest of the rag doll, there were also a string of numbers on the back of several washed-out hospital gowns: 113769.

Apart from this, nothing was found here. Yang Xiao was very disappointed. It seemed that he could only take the risk to open the iron door and try his luck outside.

Time waits for no one. He had to find Qu Muzhi as soon as possible, so after a simple restoration of the scene, he turned around and left. But before he could leave the room, the screen of the toy phone in his hand, which had been black, suddenly flashed.

"Don't leave me."

After seeing the five words on the screen, Yang Xiao was numb. Almost like a reflex, he jumped up and turned 180 degrees to face the bed, "Who? Who is talking?"

The ward was silent, and the sound of a needle dropping could be heard. Yang Xiao waited for half a minute, but there was no movement.

After taking a deep breath, Yang Xiao walked forward and slowly lifted the quilt. The rag doll was still lying there quietly, but Yang Xiao's pupils couldn't help but tremble. He saw that the needles that were originally pierced on the wrist of the rag doll were pulled out and thrown aside.

"Just now... was it you who sent me a message?" Yang Xiao raised the toy phone in his hand and looked at the dirty doll tentatively.

The doll still didn't respond. Yang Xiao began to wonder if there was something wrong with his communication method. He picked up the phone, while being alert to the movements around him, he pressed the button and quickly replied a message: Are you the doll on the bed?

Sure enough, this time he got a reply almost immediately: It's me, please don't leave me, take me with you!

"Who are you?" Yang Xiao calmed down and continued to ask.

"I don't know either. I was trapped by them, trapped in this rag doll. They are crazy,

they are devils. They tortured me and treated me just to find my body. I hid my body."

A long paragraph popped up on the small screen and kept scrolling down, "Please take me away. As long as you help me find my body, I will find a way to take you away from here!"

"Who are you talking about?" Yang Xiao asked.

"Frogs, ahem, muddle." Five words appeared quickly on the screen, separated by commas.

Seeing these three, Yang Xiao was even more confused. What a mess. But before he could continue asking,

he heard a dull sound of footsteps from far outside the door. The person seemed to be wearing a pair of big boots that didn't fit his feet.

"Hurry, hide quickly, frogs are coming!" A line of words popped up on the screen, "Hide under the bed, go under the bed!

!"

Now it was too late to verify the authenticity of this guy. If he rushed out now, he would only be blocked by the guy wearing big boots in the corridor. In addition to under the bed, there was really no other place to hide in these two rooms.

He closed the door as quickly as possible, took his mobile phone, and got under the bed. Fortunately, there was enough space under the bed. At this moment, Yang Xiao turned sideways, curled up his body, stared at the wooden door, and prayed in his heart that the guy in the corridor would never come in.

But things went against their wishes, the sound of boots stopped outside the iron gate.

"Be careful, it's coming in."

A reminder floated out of the mobile phone screen, and Yang Xiao's heart was in his throat at this moment. He wanted to ask why this guy was called Frog, but now he dared not move.

"Crack--"

The iron gate was opened, and the sound of boots came from far away and came to the wooden door. Under Yang Xiao's nervous eyes, the wooden door was also pushed open, and a pair of heavy black rubber boots stepped in against the light. The lower body was extremely mismatched with the white coat. From Yang Xiao's angle, only the lower body of the person who came could be seen.

What's more terrifying is that this person held a huge pair of scissors in his hand. The scissors were half a meter long and the surface was rusty.

"Step."

"Step."

"Step."

The black boots went straight to the bed and lifted the quilt. After a few seconds, the bed trembled continuously. The person seemed to be angry and smashed and hammered the rag doll on the bed. The violence lasted for a full minute before gradually stopping.

Worried that the doll would be killed, Yang Xiao did not dare to send a message to ask until the person stopped completely.

"Be careful, the frog seems to have noticed someone coming!"

The screen lit up, and this sudden sentence made Yang Xiao suffocate instantly. What was even more terrifying was that the person stood motionless by the bed, with the dirty tip of his shoe pointed at Yang Xiao's face.

"Don't move, believe me, no matter what happens, don't move, don't... don't move!!"

If Yang Xiao could see himself now, he would find that his face was pale, almost bloodless, and he was curled up under the bed, his face less than half a meter away from the boots, and the terrifying pressure from the other party almost suffocated him.

After half a minute, the boots finally moved and slowly turned behind him. The frog... Although Yang Xiao didn't know why he gave this guy this nickname, it didn't matter. After all... it had turned around and was about to leave.

Fortunately, it didn't find him.

"Step."

The boots moved, and Yang Xiao took the first step towards the door. His heart finally calmed down, but the next second, "click" Yang Xiao's head buzzed, and the blood in his body instantly turned cold. He saw a head hanging down in front of his face in a way that a living person could never do, as if the spine was broken in reverse.

What a terrifying face it was, with two swollen eyeballs bulging out of the eye sockets, hanging on the face like two car lights, and the corners of the mouth torn along the sides of the cheeks, stretching all the way to the back of the ears. It was also at this moment that Yang Xiao finally understood why this guy was called a frog.

But it was too late, those eyes were staring at him.

Yang Xiao was completely confused at this moment, and his body was completely unable to move in extreme fear. Only two words flashed in his mind:

"It's over...