Nightmare Apostle

"Crack!"

Taiwan Novel Network→𝗍𝗐𝗄𝖺𝗇.𝖼𝗈𝗆

The mirror ghost's head exploded like a rotten watermelon. Seeing his other self die so miserably was a feeling that cannot be felt through personal experience.

Standing up and kneeling back, Yang Xiao stared at the motionless body of the mirror ghost. The mirror ghost that had been pestering him for so long was finally solved.

But the strange thing is that he didn't feel relaxed. Even at this moment, he still had a sense of trance in his mind.

It seemed that everything happened too quickly and easily, and he always had the illusion that it was not real.

After double-checking, he could confirm that the Mirror Ghost was not pretending to die, but actually died.

With his serious worries solved, Yang Xiao gave up the body and searched in this room. Soon he found several large boxes that he had lost in a large wardrobe. He opened the boxes excitedly. The next moment, there was light in Yang Xiao's eyes.

His face became visibly rosy, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up. The box was filled with cash and gold bars.

These are all the properties he has owned since he became an apostle, and yet they were all looted by the Mirror Ghost. It really deserves to die!

Yang Xiao was in no hurry to move these boxes away. According to the imprisoned young master, this special room was fixed, which meant that no matter where he opened the mirror world, he could find this room.

In other words, this is equivalent to his secret warehouse, and it is the kind that can be accessed at any time. Some secret and inconvenient things can be stored here, even if someone breaks into the mirror world. Afraid, after all, it is almost impossible for outsiders to find this room except himself. In an emergency, this room can even be used as his refuge.

Not long after, the body of the mirror ghost also changed. It was melting. The flesh, bones, and even the clothes on the body were all rotten together, turning into a pool of translucent milky white gel. The gel slowly flowed and emitted The strange light, if mysterious.

A bronze key was extruded from the glue and fell to the ground. Yang Xiao recognized it at a glance. It was the trophy he captured after killing the vice-president of the Rongcheng Apostolic Federation named Wu. The key could open the door. The ghost key to any door.

Today, the ghost keys, cash and gold bars are all returned to their original owners!

After waiting for a long time, Yang Xiao was attracted by chance. He noticed that these colloids gradually gathered under the pull of some strange force, and finally merged into the shape of a fetus, although the facial features were not very clear. , but the body and limbs have already taken shape.

What the young man said was absolutely right. Ghosts cannot be completely killed. Now that the old mirror ghost has been eliminated by him, a new mirror ghost is born in this special room!

And he can raise it with his own hands. Although he has to take some risks, Yang Xiao thinks it is worth it.

He knew the capabilities of the Mirror Ghost. The most terrifying thing was its ability to recover. As long as it could not be killed at once, it could recover no matter how seriously injured it was. This was very important in battle. Just imagine, in After encountering a difficult enemy, you can pull it into the mirror world, and then join forces with the mirror ghost to fight two against one. It is estimated that the opponent suddenly sees two of you surrounding him and thinks he is under an illusion. .

More importantly, the mirror ghost can also control magic weapons, and there is no need to worry about it being backlashed by the magic weapon. After all, no matter how serious the injury is, it can be recovered. Even if the backlash reaches the brain, Yang Xiao can also use ghost whisk to make a small magic weapon for it. Surgery, just a new brain.

After he can completely control this mirror ghost, Yang Xiao will start equipping it with some high-end magic weapons. Regardless of side effects, the stronger the better, just like his kitchen knife. If it is given to the mirror ghost, it will be absolutely impossible. match.

When encountering an invincible opponent, he would directly mutilate himself, first cutting off his arms and then his legs. If that didn't work, he would wipe his neck and commit suicide. One life for another would ensure that he was safe.

The more Yang Xiao thought about it, the happier he became, but these were just assumptions. He had to ensure that he could control this newly born mirror ghost first.

He has already thought of a name, and he will call it Ye Xiao. In the future, if there are some shameful and unavoidable things, he will let Mirror Ghost put on a mask to do it. After the thing is done, he will leave the name of the Yuyuan Sect and let them give it to him. Take the blame.

Anyway, I have an alibi. He was killed by Underworld Emperor Ye Xiao. What does it have to do with Yang Xiao, the deputy captain of our Patrol Department.

Oh, he's not yet deputy director, but that will happen sooner or later.

He could not leave during this period. He could feel that there was a power slowly surging here, as if it was scanning and spying on him. Even if Yang Xiao tightened the human bone stick, he could not sense the source of this mysterious power.

As time passed, Yang Xiao felt that the connection between himself and the fetus was getting closer and closer.

It’s an ineffable, spiritual connection.

The time the old man left for him was 24 hours. It was still very early now, so he was not in a hurry. He had waited at most 3 or 4 hours outside the door before, but after entering the room, it was less than 2 hours now. Although he There is no timing device, but just by feeling, there won't be much error.

Anyway, he was idle. Yang Xiao sat on the chair and casually opened the books on the table. After reading for a while, he couldn't help but feel a headache. Most of these books were ancient books, and the words were arranged vertically. Moreover, because the pages were yellowed with age, the words inside Many of the contents have long been blurred, and there are still some missing pages. I often read two paragraphs, and when I look down, the next page is missing, and the content is very incoherent.

After flipping through several books in succession, he found that some of them were in foreign languages, and they were from more than one language.

Although they couldn't speak the same language, Yang Xiao still found some clues between the lines of these books. These books seemed to be related to magic tools. Some ancient books were accompanied by illustrations. Although the illustrations were very sloppy, he knew that they were resentful eyes.

Someone had been hiding here, collecting ancient books and secretly studying resentful eyes. This discovery made Yang Xiao alert, and he subconsciously thought of the elegant young man.

The young man's knowledge was top-notch. The magic tools on him were very rare, but the young man could tell the origins of these magic tools after just one touch, and even analyze and evaluate their advantages and disadvantages. This ability was not simple.

"Click."

"Click."

"Click."

The next second, Yang Xiao raised his head suddenly and stared straight at the direction of the door. He heard a crisp sound,

from far to near, just outside the door!

It was like the crisp sound of a fast board, but Yang Xiao determined that it was a person based on the speed of the thing,

someone walking with wooden shoes!

No, there will be no people here, only ghosts!

Yang Xiao's forehead was covered with cold sweat. You know, this is his mirror world, and this ghost actually sneaked in without his noticing. If it weren't for the wooden clogs, Yang Xiao wouldn't even know the existence of this ghost.

How could this happen?

The old patriarch had clearly promised him that as long as he left within the limited time, nothing would happen, but it's only been a short time now. Could it be... that something went wrong with the old patriarch?

This assumption instantly made him unable to sit still. There were ghosts here, and he didn't know how many ghosts were buried. Once these ghosts were out of the restrictions and wandered in this ghost maze, he wouldn't have enough lives even if he had 10 lives.

No, the situation has changed, and he can't wait any longer. He must leave before the situation gets completely out of control.

At this moment, the fetus has already developed facial features, and its body has grown a little bit bigger than before, but Yang Xiao can't wait any longer.

He came to the door and quietly listened to the movement outside until the sound of wooden clogs completely disappeared. Then he slowly opened the door, only a little, leaving a gap.

Looking out through the gap, the scene in the corridor has changed, becoming more and more eerie and terrifying. The corridor is reflected with a layer of bleak dark light for no reason. When his sight moves down, Yang Xiao sees the scene of the rash. He sees a row of eye-catching bloody footprints on the wooden floor outside the door.

The shoe prints are two flush marks. The old-fashioned clogs are two-toothed wooden sole shoes. The two horizontal bars are left by the two teeth of the clog soles.

There is no mistake. Just now, a ghost wearing old-fashioned wooden shoes walked here. By the distance between the two bloody footprints, Yang Xiao judged that the height of this ghost was much shorter than himself.

The next second, he seemed to have thought of something, and he pulled the door open with force. Looking at the Japanese warrior on the door, the picture in his mind finally materialized. He believed that the ghost who just walked past probably looked like this.

Walking out of the door, turning around and gently closing the door, Yang Xiao immediately used the soul-capturing mirror to leave here and return to the real ghost.

He wanted to take advantage of the opportunity that the ghost was left in the mirror world to create a time difference and use this time to quickly escape from Gui Huai.

This place was too scary. He probably guessed that the old patriarch wanted to use Gui Huai's domain to suppress the ghost in the mirror, but he didn't expect that something went wrong halfway.

Without waiting to put all his hopes on the old patriarch, at the critical moment, he had to rely on himself. After simply identifying the direction, Yang Xiao followed the key points explained by the old patriarch, counted his steps, and walked out step by step along the way he came.

One step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

He didn't dare to approach the wall on any side. After all, there was no door in each room, only a curtain blocking it.

And he was not sure which room was hiding the ghost.

His feeling now was very different from when he came here. He could clearly sense that these rooms were much quieter than then. On the way the old patriarch brought him here, these rooms constantly projected gloomy and resentful eyes, but at this moment, all these malicious eyes disappeared, but this did not mean that they had left. They were still in the room, but were shocked by some more terrifying and domineering force. There was no doubt that it was the wooden shoe ghost.

Yang Xiao walked very carefully, trying not to make any footsteps, but the floor under his feet was in disrepair for a long time, and it was inevitable that it made a sound, which undoubtedly exposed his whereabouts.

Holding a ghost lantern here was undoubtedly leading the ghost. Yang Xiao pulled out the human bone stick with his right hand, but the next second, he was stunned. In the perception of the human bone stick, the area nearby was actually empty, and he did not detect any malice.

"Could it be... all hallucinations?" Yang Xiao frowned, "Could it be that because of the appearance of the wooden shoe ghost just now,

all the ghosts imprisoned in the room disappeared?"

Counting the number of steps under his feet, Yang Xiao did not dare to be careless. He walked forward little by little along the middle of the corridor, and not far behind him, in the doors on both sides nearby, a pair of blue-purple bare feet appeared under the door curtains,

with their toes pointing outside the door.

93 steps.

Yang Xiao stopped and reached the first turning point. He turned around and walked to the room on the right with a sense of ritual. The next second, he took a deep breath, then stretched out his hand and gently lifted the door curtain. Fortunately, there was no ghost inside.

He walked through the door curtain and came to another corridor.

But this time, he didn't walk far before an accident. Yang Xiao stopped and stared at his feet not far in front of him. There were also bloody footprints there.

It was still left by the wooden shoe. The blood was very fresh. It seemed that the ghost had just walked for less than a few minutes.

The ghost left the mirror world again, and the shoe prints were from one door and then into another door on the opposite side.

Now that there was no way out, Yang Xiao could only go on bravely. He found the gap between the footprints, carefully stepped over it, and continued to move forward.

Soon, he came to the second turning point, steps 112. He remembered it very clearly, and after opening the door curtain, it turned out that his memory was correct. He passed smoothly, and now the third corridor appeared in front of him.

Walking in the dark and cold corridors, Yang Xiao often feels that he is turning back. After all, every corridor looks the same to him. On both sides are rooms without doors, and the curtains hanging on the doors are also different. They are all similar, and the sad and beautiful cherry blossoms are filled with a sense of solemnity at this moment, as if they are mourning him.

Every room here is a tomb, and now he is walking in front of each tomb. The curtain hanging on the door is like the tombstone of these guys.

When he was about to reach the third turning point, something unexpected happened. Yang Xiao stopped and saw a rag doll discarded on the ground in the corridor.

The rag doll was wearing a loose red robe and kimono with wide sleeves and a belt around the waist. It was sitting upright on the ground. What really caught Yang Xiao's attention was the rag doll's makeup. Her face was covered with thick white powder, her eyebrows were raised, and her teeth were painted. He was black and had long straight hair, but the combination of these factors did not make Yang Xiao feel any sense of beauty at all. He only felt horrible.

If he had a choice, he would change the route without hesitation, but now, he could only bite the bullet and walk over. He planned to move to both sides, closer to the wall, to avoid the rag doll of unknown origin. He screened Hold your breath and get closer. Fortunately, the doll always behaves very honestly, like a virtuous and obedient wife, with her head half lowered and motionless.

But just when Yang Xiao came to the doll and was about to go around it, the door curtain on the left side he was close to suddenly opened a gap, and a sickle poked out from the gap and hooked fiercely towards him. If he was hooked, His head was about to be cut off. Yang Xiao reacted quickly. He immediately turned to the right and turned sideways. He barely avoided the knife, but his steps also hit the right side uncontrollably. He knelt down and tried to control body, but still pushed open the door curtain on the right side.

Rush through the door.

At this moment, Yang Xiao's heart went cold. He took the wrong road. It was not the turning point yet to enter the door. This door...,

He never came!

Sure enough, this is no longer a dark corridor, but a Japanese-style living room, surrounded by low and exquisite old-fashioned wooden furniture. The flower arrangements on the table are also quite artistic, with a sharp beauty of autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves.

But at this moment Yang Xiao had no time to care about anything else. He turned around suddenly and looked in the direction of the sound. There was a wooden sliding door with a three-finger-wide gap on the edge of the sliding door. Looking in through the gap, he saw In the dim bedroom, a woman dressed very similar to a rag doll was facing away from him, combing her hair in front of the mirror.

"one-"

"Cha Yi" Cha Yi raked the comb through his long hair, and each stroke seemed to stab Yang Xiao in the heart. This strange atmosphere and terrifying scene almost drove him crazy.

But at this moment, Yang Xiao's legs were weak and he couldn't move for a while. He stared at the long-haired woman, blood flowing out of the corners of his eyes uncontrollably. Then, the woman suddenly stopped combing her hair.

Yang Xiao's heart also twitched inexplicably, as if something terrible was going to happen. The woman raised her deformed and slender hands and pressed her head, as if she was trying to straighten her thick classical bun. But the next second, unexpectedly, He took his head off.

Lifting her head with both hands, the woman's head with a thick bun suddenly spun in a circle, and a dead face covered with thick white powder suddenly pointed at Yang Xiao, with a pair of leaden, lifeless and cold eyes staring straight at him.

The next second, the woman stood up suddenly, turned her arms 180 degrees, held her head, and chased Yang Xiao backwards.

He grabbed the human bone stick and hit the woman with one blow. Then without looking, he turned around and ran away. The moment he rushed out the door, he ran wildly along the corridor.

"Crack."

"Crack."

"Crack."

The woman held her head in her hands and stepped on the ground with her bare feet. One step was equivalent to three steps for Yang Xiao. At the last moment, Yang Xiao counted the steps and rushed into the door on the right according to the calculation of two steps for running and three steps for walking.

But this time, he made the right choice and rushed through the door. There was no room inside, but a new corridor.

After rushing in, the female ghost chasing behind him disappeared, and the footsteps disappeared. Yang Xiao only rested for a moment before heading back home again. It was too dangerous here, and he didn't want to stay any longer.

This is the fourth corridor. As long as he passes through another door, he can return to the original corridor, and outside that corridor is the exit.

Yang Xiao moved forward cautiously, always alert to the movement behind the doors on both sides, but soon he noticed something was wrong. His vision became increasingly blurry, and the corners of his eyes were still bleeding. This injury was even more serious than before. If this continues , within a few minutes, he will become a complete blind man, and the fate of the blind man in the maze is self-evident.

"What's going on?" Yang Xiao was horrified. He had obviously gotten rid of the female ghost, but why did his injuries worsen?

Moreover, as he walked, he felt that his shoulders and neck were particularly sore, as if he had been carrying heavy objects for a long time and was unable to lift his head. He tried to move his arms, but his arms were also sore, even when he lifted the human bone stick. It's all very laborious.

Suddenly, Yang Xiao stopped, and a horrifying picture instinctively popped up in his mind.

In order to verify this guess, he summoned the ghost lantern with his left hand, injected a large amount of mental power into the lantern, resisted the soreness in his shoulders, and tried to raise the lantern as high as possible. The next second, the swaying green light projected Yang Xiao's shadow on the wall.

He slightly turned his head, and the scene in front of him made his eyes twitch violently, and his breathing became rapid. He saw that the shadow behind him was taller than him, and the shape was wrong. He soon saw clearly that a woman in a wide robe was riding on his neck, and her two hands were like hooks, digging his eyes.