Nightmare Apostle

At this moment, Yang Xiao, who had been used up, seemed to have been drained of his strength in an instant, and fell to the ground uncontrollably,

Only his eyes could move.

With pale faces and strange makeup, these people were like paper figures, walking with stiff steps at an extremely fast speed, carrying a familiar red coffin behind them.

The funeral procession ran straight towards the Taoist old ghost, and arrived in the blink of an eye. The big red coffin hit the old ghost hard.

At the moment of the collision, the Taoist old ghost disappeared, and the funeral procession did not stop, but turned a corner and rushed towards Yang Xiao.

This scene scared Yang Xiao silly, what is this, killing the donkey after it has done its work? No, he Yang Xiao had at least worked hard for his sister. If he hadn't used his body, could he, the red-clothed female ghost, have won the double kill so smoothly?

But under the absolute suppression of strength, he had no room for resistance at all. In the blink of an eye, the funeral procession rushed in front of him.

Yang Xiao watched the lantern girl who was running in the front walk past him without looking sideways, and stepped on his chest fiercely.

"Are you blind?! You have no eyes!" This kick almost made Yang Xiao suffocate, and he couldn't help cursing. But he never thought that this was just the beginning. Almost every ghost behind him stepped on him, and some of them stepped on him twice. When dozens or hundreds of ghosts in the funeral procession ran by, Yang Xiao was already covered with wounds and only had half a breath left.

After an unknown amount of time, in his last remaining consciousness, he saw the figure of the old man lying on the ground in the distance sitting up.

The next second, his head tilted and he completely lost consciousness.

There was light in front of him.

It was a little dazzling.

After shaking his eyelids and struggling for a while, Yang Xiao finally opened his eyes. As his blurred vision gradually became clear, he saw the snow-white ceiling at first glance.

He was lying on a bed, covered with a white quilt. This was a very simple room, with old-fashioned decorations, but very warm.

Next to the bed was a long wooden table, almost as high as the bed. From Yang Xiao's perspective, he could clearly see the items on the table: a silver whisk, a short stick, a mirror, a lantern, a kitchen knife, and... a bright red robe!

This scene shocked Yang Xiao. It seemed that his magic weapons were disarmed. Other things were fine, but this robe was his lifeblood. Once someone discovered the secret on the robe, he would...

But as he sat up suddenly from the bed, he immediately woke up. No, he couldn't check the robe right now. A little memory came to his mind. He judged that he should have been saved by the old man of the academy. This was the territory of the old man of the academy. If he showed too much concern for the robe, it would probably arouse suspicion. This old senior obviously knew something.

Yang Xiao reached out his hand and first picked up the ghost whisk to check it out. This was a Hades-level treasure, and it should be the treasure he cared about the most.

Then came the human bone stick, the soul-catching mirror... He looked at them one by one in order, until the end, he picked up the robe, but the change of the robe this time surprised Yang Xiao a little. There was no new pattern on the hem of the robe, but there was a circle of purple embroidery on the left cuff. Looking at the exquisite needlework and pattern, it was similar to the tattered purple-gold Taoist robe on the Taoist old ghost. There was no doubt that the old ghost was taken by the good sister!

If the situation here was not allowed, Yang Xiao would immediately want to find someone to try the ability brought to him by this old ghost.

A ghost that can give Hades-level apostles a headache, just think about how terrible it is, and according to Han Jun, the old senior is not an ordinary Hades-level apostle.

"Gah-gu-yi"

Just as Yang Xiao was thinking, suddenly, the door was pushed open and a figure walked in. It was a tall and thin old man wearing a black long gown with a hem that almost dragged on the ground. His gloomy face looked like he was ready to be buried at any time.

"Wake up, wake up and follow me." The old man looked at Yang Xiao as if he was looking at an inconspicuous dead object.

His hair was gray, and he had an old-fashioned bun on the back of his head. He looked like a pedant who didn't know how to adapt. "Take your things with you."

The old man in the long gown looked like an extraordinary person. Yang Xiao immediately stood up, put all the magic tools into his backpack, and then put on the bag, followed the old man and walked out of the room.

Outside the door was a deep corridor. Not long after, he stopped in front of a door. The old man in the long gown knocked on the door gently. After getting permission, he stepped forward, pushed the door open, and at the same time made way for Yang Xiao to enter.

Inside was a spacious and bright room that looked like a study. The tall bookshelves against the wall were filled with ancient books with brown and dark blue covers. There was also a large solid wood desk with all the necessary writing tools, ink, paper and inkstones.

A tea table carved from a whole piece of stone made the layout very elegant. An old man was standing in front of the desk in the middle, smiling at Yang Xiao.

It was the old man from the academy in the mission!

"Old senior!" Yang Xiao showed a touch of surprise on his face, and immediately clasped his fists and bowed, "Junior has met you, senior, thank you for saving my life!"

After waking up, Yang Xiao recalled some scattered images. He vaguely remembered that someone had healed his injuries, opened up space, and left the mission world in another way, which meant that he was not covered by the light of the Qingzun Tourmaline, so his memory would be preserved.

"How is your recovery?" The old man put down the book in his hand, his tone and complexion were very kind, and he looked at Yang Xiao as if he was looking at his own junior.

"Recovering very well, senior!" Yang Xiao bowed and saluted again.

Putting down the book in his hand, the old man nodded slightly, "I would like to thank you for what happened before. Not only did you help our Yang family find a lurking traitor, but you also blocked the old ghost's backlash at the last moment, and you were seriously injured as a result. Yang Xiao, this My love to the Yang family will be borne in mind.”

"I don't dare to take it seriously. Senior's words will make this junior feel ashamed. Without your protection, this junior would have been dead long ago."

"Don't be modest. It's too strange to call me "Clan Leader" one after another. You and I are destined, so just do the same as them and call me clan leader." The old man said.

"Old Patriarch Yang." Yang Xiaoke said angrily, and then he seemed to suddenly think of something and asked urgently: "Old Patriarch, how is my brother?"

"Don't worry, he's fine. He's recuperating now." Patriarch Yang changed the topic, "Xiao Yang, I remember you came here to ask for something."

"Yes, it's... it's a soul-capturing mirror. The ghost in the mirror has almost killed the junior several times." The person in front of him is the old patriarch of the Yang family. No wonder he has such strength. He doesn't ask for help at this time. But there is no chance, Yang Xiao said immediately.

"I have already ordered people to go to the library to check. Unfortunately, there is no record of how to crack the soul-capturing mirror. But you don't have to worry. I will take you to see a person right now. He may have a solution for your matter."

"Thank you, old patriarch!"

When they walked out of the door, the old man in long coat silently followed the two of them down the spiral staircase without saying a word.

Because there were no windows along the way, he couldn't even tell whether it was day or night. The further down he went, the lower the temperature became and the atmosphere became more depressing.

Until he came to a black iron door, Yang Xiao confirmed that he was already deep underground, but he did not remember that there was such a building in the academy.

There was a knocker embedded in the iron door. The old man in a long coat did not knock on the door. He just pushed it lightly and the thick-looking iron door opened.

Inside was a slightly deep room with a large area, about dozens of bungalows. As soon as the door opened, Yang Xiao smelled an old smell, as if the door had not been opened for a long time, and the furnishings in the room It is also extremely simple, with a long wooden table, two chairs, and a single bed. The rest of the place that is visible to the naked eye is almost filled with books. Some of these books are shabby and worn. They are obviously not modern things, but ancient books.

His eyes were locked behind the desk, where a man was sitting. The man was very young, about 30 years old, with a thin build, fair skin, and delicate eyebrows. He was dressed in a simple plain cloth and could not hide a touch of nobility between his eyebrows. He was very elegant in his movements. He has the elegance of the ancients, as if the son of a clan member thousands of years ago had traveled to reality.

"Old patriarch, you're here." The young master didn't even get up, he just smiled and nodded, which was considered a greeting.

The old patriarch, who had supreme authority in the Confucian Yang family, didn't think there was anything wrong with this. He led Yang Dao to the table and said bluntly, "Xiao Yang, show him your magic weapon." Take a look."

After hearing this, Yang Xiao obediently took out the soul-capturing mirror, handed it to him respectfully with both hands, and said politely: "Senior, please take a look."

The young master smiled and reached out to take the soul-capturing mirror. When his fingers touched it, Yang Xiao noticed a strong chill permeating the man's body. The young master only looked at it for a few seconds and nodded slightly, "It's the soul-capturing mirror. It comes from Ziyu." Resentful Sect,

What's wrong? "

It was not easy for this person to identify the magic weapon in just a few seconds. He was able to tell the origin of the object. Yang Xiao suddenly felt hope in his heart, "Senior, I am haunted by the ghost in the mirror in this object. Please ask me, senior." Give me some advice!”

"This thing is ominous, are you sure you want to keep it?" Young Master asked.

"Yes!" The teleportation ability of the soul-capturing mirror and the ability to enter the world in the mirror were too important, and Yang Xiao was really reluctant to part with it.

The young master nodded and returned the soul-capturing mirror to Yang Xiao, "The ghost in this mirror is the most cunning. It will constantly imitate the apostle holding this mirror, from appearance to movements, personality, preferences, daily habits, and even mentality. And memory, from the outside to the inside, from the outside to the inside, the ultimate goal is to replace this apostle, take away everything this apostle left in this world, and become a complete person."

"Since you can live until now, you must have entered the mirror world many times to look for the ghost in the mirror, but you can't find it every time, right?" Young Master asked, "Even if you bump into it by chance, you will still be attracted by it. Escape."

Yang Xiao was deeply affected by this and nodded repeatedly, "Exactly!"

"That's because it's hidden, hidden in a secret space that only it knows. You can understand it as...,

It is a special room hidden among countless rooms that is almost impossible to find. It is its own territory. "

"Then what should I do?" Yang Xiao suddenly remembered that when he sneaked into the mirror world last time, the strange door was exposed after being corroded by the old ghost in Taoist robes. It was a strange bronze door, but the outside was disguised It became a wooden door like the other doors in the apartment.

It turns out that the ghost in the mirror is hiding behind that door, that... .Special room!

If it weren't for the old ghost in the Taoist robe, he might never be able to find the hiding place of the ghost in the mirror. As Yang Xiao told the previous situation, the young master smiled and shook his head, "It's useless, that room will be occupied by the ghost in the mirror." Constantly moving, you can think of it as a building block, or a Rubik's Cube, and every time you leave the mirror world, the position of that room will be reset."

"And as your mental power becomes stronger and stronger, the space in the mirror world becomes larger and larger, and the probability of you finding that special room will become smaller and smaller."

"No matter what, the ghost in the mirror will hide in a room within the mirror world that I can control, right?" Yang Xiao seemed to realize something.

"Yes, rooms, or any closed space similar to a room, can be used by him." Young Master corrected with a smile. There seemed to be some kind of tacit understanding between the two. He was guiding Yang Xiao to think, rather than simply preaching.

"What if this is the case, suppose there is a building, and I remove all the doors in the building, leaving only the door to one room, and there are no other buildings around the building. In other words, in the mirror world that I can open There is only this building in the domain, this room with a door, so will this be the only hiding place for the ghost in the mirror?" Yang Xiao clarified his logic and asked.

The young master nodded and smiled, "Smart, that's right!"

Yang Xiao suddenly realized, and he admired the person in front of him very much. He cupped his fists and thanked: "Thank you, senior, for your guidance, but... I once found and tried to open the door, but failed. I wonder if senior has any good ideas."

"Wait." Young Master said calmly.

"wait?"

"That's right. After you find the room where the ghost in the mirror is hiding, you just need to wait outside the door quietly. It will definitely come out for a day or a night at most." The young master leaned back gently on the back of the chair, and his whole body looked... Very flabby.

"Junior is stupid, please ask senior to explain." Seeing that the problem that had troubled him for so long was about to be solved, Yang Xiao could not suppress his excitement.

"Did you know that the ghost in the mirror can recover after being injured?" Young Master raised his chin.

"Junior knows." Yang Xiao nodded.

"You can understand that special room as the ward of the ghost in the mirror. Whenever it is injured, it will go there to heal, but it cannot stay here for a long time. Once it exceeds a day and a night, it will be counterattacked by the strange power in that room. "

"It...will die?" Yang Xiao opened his eyes wide.

Young Master shook his head slowly, "Not only that, the old Mirror Ghost will be swallowed up, but at the same time, a new Mirror Ghost will be born. This is like a reincarnation, the system will be restarted, and everything... will start again."

"Then I have to fight a new ghost in the mirror again?" This sentence scared Yang Xiao. Although he knew the plan, it could only be effective for a while, but it could not control the whole life. The threat of the ghost in the mirror was Will be with him until his death.

"No, you didn't understand what I meant." Young Master smiled and said, "It's a brand new ghost, just like...

Just like a newborn baby, what it will look like in the future, what kind of character it will have, what kind of achievements it will have, all depends on how it will be treated, or...::.:" Young Master paused intentionally, and the next second He spoke in a low voice: "Master's education. "