Nightmare Apostle

"The director has treated me well. I hope... this time he can turn danger into safety." Facing Yu Shu's encouragement, Yang Xiao slowly exhaled.

Suddenly, Yang Xiao looked up at the door. This action made Yu Shu stunned for a moment. He pressed his palm down, signaling Yu Shu to be quiet.

Yang Xiao stood up alone, walked lightly, walked quickly behind the door, and suddenly opened the door. The next second, three figures appeared outside the door.

Among them, Ximen Xiu had half of his face pressed against the door, so he couldn't avoid it for a while and almost fell into Yang Xiao's arms.

"What are you doing?" Yang Xiao was confused. There were Ximen Xiu, Beibei, and Daxiong outside. The scene was a little awkward for a while.

"Captain, don't get me wrong, we...we are just passing by." Bei Bei, who was leaning on a cane, showed a sly smile, looked at Yang Xiao, and then glanced at Yu Shu in the room, "Um...you guys chat, you and Yu Shu chat freely, we will leave now." Seeing that the three were about to slip away, Yang Xiao reached out and directly dragged Ximen Xiu back. He knew that today's matter must be properly resolved, otherwise Ximen Xiu's mouth might make up something to slander him and ruin his reputation. The captain of the patrol department met with a female subordinate late at night. The two were in the same room and locked the door for that matter... This kind of title is very interesting. Before Yang Xiao opened his mouth to explain, he saw Yu Shu writing on the notebook, and then held it up to show everyone: The captain has something important to talk to me about. "I understand!" Ximen Xiu understood it immediately, "I understand it very well!"

Looking at the performance of Beibei, Ximen Xiu and others, they must not know that the director has received the ghost script. Yang Xiao had to send them away first, and let Beibei take Yu Shu to the medical room downstairs to recuperate. He still had things to do.

Yang Xiao was the only one left in the office. When it was dawn, Yang Xiao finally received a message from Fu Qingzhu,

informing him that he had sent the person out of the city safely. If everything went well, the person would arrive at Xiangma Town before 10 am.

'I'm sorry to bother you again. "During this period of time, Yang Xiao had troubled Fu Qingzhu a lot. He felt a little sorry. This time, catching Brother Sui was a good job. If Fu Qingzhu could catch him and hand him over to the Federation, it would be a great achievement.

"It's a small matter." Fu Qingzhu was still as free and easy as always, "But you have to be more careful in the future. The elder Pu who led the team from Yiling Academy has a bad impression of you. I think he may have noticed something. This person has a very sharp nose. "

Yang Xiao was stunned when he heard this, "Why, he turned around and went to your defense zone?" Originally according to Yang Xiao's plan, the people from Yiling Academy should be led by the nose and continue to track down Brother Sui's initial escape route.

"It's strange, not long after I received the person, the people from Yiling Academy came, but this is my territory, they didn't find any flaws." Fu Qingzhu said bluntly.

"That's good, that Elder Pu has some tricks, you should be careful." Yang Xiao warned.

"Don't worry. ”

After hanging up the phone, Yang Xiao’s heart finally settled down. As long as the people left the city, there would be no big problems. After he helped the director solve this ghost script, he would find a chance to go to Xiangma Town and meet up with Brother Sui.

Now the feud between him and Pingxi Hou has been established. Even if the hotel came forward to mediate, it would only treat the symptoms and not the root cause. For the sake of the longer-term future, he wondered if he could join forces with Brother Sui to kill Pingxi Hou together.

When Brother Sui recovered from his injury, he would hold Pingxi Hou back while he would scout the side. As long as they cooperated properly, they would have a great chance.

Soon after breakfast, Yang Xiao was sleeping. Suddenly, the landline phone in the office rang. After answering the call, it turned out to be Lu Youdao calling , inform Yang Xiao to go to the training center right away, he is already waiting.

He rushed over with his backpack. The training center was empty in the early morning. The iron door in the remote place was open, and a figure stood behind the door.

Yang Xiao walked in, Lu Youdao closed the iron door, and took Yang Xiao into the familiar room, the one where the clown high-back chair was parked.

Originally, Yang Xiao thought he would ask him about Nalan Shuo's ghost script, but Lu Youdao didn't even mention it, and directly asked about the process of the secret competition in the Rulin Academy. After learning that Yang Xiao actually had some intersection with the old patriarch of the Rulin Academy, he was even more surprised. The only remaining one eye looked up and down at Yang Xiao, "You kid is really lucky, you can also have the opportunity to meet such a person."

"Thanks to the old patriarch, there is no clue about the soul-catching mirror in the library. He introduced a person to me, which solved the ghost in the mirror."

"There are no clues in the library, who is this old senior? "Lu Youdao became interested and asked.

The figure of the young man appeared in his mind, and Yang Xiao shook his head, "He doesn't look like an old senior. This man is very young, about 30 years old."

"Young man?" Lu Youdao was stunned and a little skeptical at the moment, "There are such talents among the younger generation of Rulin Academy, who can see through the soul-catching mirror?"

But after listening to Yang Xiao's detailed description of this person's appearance and temperament, Lu Youdao's face suddenly changed, and his eyes looking at Yang Xiao became fearful, "You...you showed him the soul-catching mirror? What did he say?"

"He didn't say anything, just pointed out how to deal with the ghost in the mirror. This man is quite powerful and recognized this mirror at a glance." After a pause, Yang Xiao recalled: "There are other magic weapons on me, and this person also commented on them one by one."

"Did he say anything else?" Lu Youdao slowly stood up and asked.

Yang Xiao was also frightened by Lu Youdao's appearance. Why did he feel more nervous than himself? "Mr. Lu, what's wrong with you? Is there...is there something wrong with the method he said?"

"Did the old patriarch introduce this person to you?" Lu Youdao asked instead of answering.

"No." Yang Xiao recalled, "But it seems that this person has lived in the academy for some time. He doesn't even know that the little holy spirit white Buddha is dead."

"Hiss!" Lu Youdao took a breath, and his eyes looking at Yang Xiao became deep, and there was a little more vigilance, "Do you know who he is?"

"Who?"

"If I'm not mistaken, this person is the previous leader of the Yuyuan Sect. He has been missing for 10 years."

"Who?!" Yang Xiao jumped up from the chair like a frightened rabbit, and his memories reappeared bit by bit. He thought of the calm eyes when the young master raised his head and looked at him when he saw the soul-catching mirror. Thinking about it now, that look was scary cold.

Long-lost memories came to mind, and Yang Xiao suddenly thought that Lu Youdao, the former leader of the Jingmen Sect of the Yuyuan Sect, also rebelled against the sect 10 years ago. There might be some connection between them.

Lu Youdao seemed to sense what Yang Xiao was thinking, and nodded gently, "You are right. The sect leader disappeared for no reason 10 years ago, which led to chaos in the Yuyuan Sect. The deputy sect leader was at odds with the leader of the Death Gate, the leader of the Eight Gates at that time, and civil strife broke out. I was also implicated. After a fierce battle, I was lucky enough to escape."

'This riot caused many masters in the sect to be killed, and most of their strength was lost. In addition, the leader of the Death Gate was also killed. After the deputy sect leader quelled the civil strife, he announced that the sect leader was dead and he would take over the position of the sect leader. "After a pause, Lu Youdao added: "Although this person is also powerful enough, he is still inferior to the previous sect leader, and he is unpopular. "

"At that time, there were rumors that the leader sneaked into the Confucian Academy alone, but accidentally exposed his whereabouts and was beaten to death by the masters of the academy. Unexpectedly... he was still alive." Thinking of this, Lu Youdao couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"How strong is this leader...?" Yang Xiao recalled the smile on the face of the leader's face, and felt that this person was plotting something bad.

After all, he had the Soul-catching Mirror and the Ghost Cleaver, two treasures of the Yuyuan Sect.

If you put yourself in their shoes, if your treasure was stolen, you still have to explain to the other party how to use it, which is tantamount to killing someone.

If it weren't for the inconvenience of the old patriarch, he might have died hundreds of times. The leader of the Yuyuan Sect is not a good person.

"We don't know the specific strength of the leader, but in the martial arts world at that time, he rarely met opponents, and some apostles of the underworld died in his hands. "Lu Youdao recalled,

Yang Xiao's face turned pale when these words came out. At this point, he could only hope that the old patriarch would keep this man in custody and not let him escape and cause trouble in the martial arts world.

"What ability does this patriarch have that allows the Confucian Academy to keep him?" This puzzled Yang Xiao. After all, keeping this person would be a disaster.

"The patriarch is extremely talented and has a unique vision in identifying magic weapons. Most of the high-level magic weapons in the sect are collected by the patriarch. The method of using human flesh and blood to cultivate magic weapons is also the patriarch's original creation. In this regard, no one in the world can match him. "

From Lu Youdao's high evaluation of this person, one can feel how terrifying this person is, but the more terrifying this person is, the more dangerous Yang Xiao feels.

Now he is considered the mortal enemy of the Yuyuan Sect. Once the Sect Master escapes, he will probably come to find him first.

And there is one thing Yang Xiao also confirmed. The old patriarch asked this person to solve the soul-catching mirror for him, which was false. He wanted this person to check the Hades robe. The old patriarch always suspected that his own robe was what he was looking for. He didn't know whether it was because of his poor eyesight or his good sister's good hiding. This extremely talented Sect Master actually made a mistake.

However... Yang Xiao's face became gloomy. What if he didn't make a mistake? This person saw it but didn't say it clearly. This possibility cannot be ruled out.

But if this is the case, he will be in danger. After all, he has already shown his face in front of the Sect Master, which is an open card.

"You don't have to worry too much. The old patriarch of the Rulin Yang family is also a god-like figure. It may not be so easy for the Sect Master to escape. "Lu Youdao comforted.

After leaving Lu Youdao, it was almost noon when Yang Xiao received a message from Ling Yanyu, telling him that he had received it and asked him to rest assured.

The matter of Brother Sui came to an end, and the matter of the leader of the Yuyuan Sect was not a top priority. In the evening, after dinner, Yang Xiao came to the director's office. The director lived in the office during this period, and the sofa was already covered with bedding.

Seeing Yang Xiao coming, Nalan Shuo extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand. At this moment, the room was full of smoke, and there were several empty cigarette boxes on the table.

"Have you met Coach Lu?" Nalan Shuo asked.

"Yes." Yang Xiao nodded, "Director, do you have any clues?

2

"Come and see." Nalan Shuo walked to the desk and picked up a few pieces of paper from the table. After Yang Xiao took it, he found that they were several places sorted out. These were all places that were named Fushou Village a hundred years ago, and most of them were concentrated in the smoky and miasma-ridden areas in the southwest.

"We have found a total of three suspicious locations, but they cannot be accurately located. I am still waiting for news," Nalan Shuo admitted.

Putting down the paper, Yang Xiao frowned slightly and urged: "Director, I suggest that we don't wait any longer, but go and check it out first. Let's go to Chijiang Town. This place is not far from the other two marked locations. Even if the subsequent intelligence is proven to be wrong, there is still time to move."

Not far to the west of Chijiang Town is Fushouzhuang a hundred years ago. There may be some clues there. More importantly, every time Yang Xiao participates in a mission, unpredictable changes will occur. For example, ordinary people will enter the nightmare world in about 3 days after receiving a ghost script, but Yang Xiao will not. He usually enters after 24 hours.

Even Yu Shu's time was greatly advanced because of Yang Xiao's interference. It is hard to guarantee that similar things will not happen this time.

Nalan Shuo and Yang Xiao are both action-oriented. After confirming that Yang Xiao is ready, the two took the nearest flight to the airport in a city near Chijiang Town. After a bumpy ride, they finally arrived in Chijiang Town late at night.

The conditions in the town are average. It is not a tourist route and is poorly developed. There is almost no nightlife. The town is very quiet late at night and no one is walking outside. The development trajectory of the entire town seems to have stagnated 20 years ago.

The two walked for a while and finally found a small hotel with a sign. Looking at the four blood-red characters of Ping An Hotel above their heads, it looked very auspicious.

After knocking on the door and waking up the front desk woman inside, the other party checked them in as quickly as possible, threw a copper key to Nalan Shuo, told him that the room was the second to last room at the end of the third floor, and then closed the door again and went back to sleep.

The hotel has no elevator. Walking up the old-fashioned cement stairs, the corridor is still covered with outdated red carpets, and walking on the carpet all the way to the end of the dim corridor is a very uncomfortable feeling.

Opening the wooden door, there are two single beds, a long table and a chair in the room. The facilities are a bit old, but it is still clean. The disadvantage is that the lighting in the room is a bit poor. The ceiling is not the common incandescent lamp, but the old-fashioned chandelier.

He brought a bowl of instant noodles to Nalan Shuo, "Director, let's make do with this tonight, and wait until tomorrow morning, and then move to a better room."

"It's okay with me, but... I'm sorry for causing you trouble." Nalan Shuo sighed.

As soon as the words fell, Yang Xiao and Nalan Shuo paused, and heard footsteps coming from outside the door. The footsteps were heavy and heavy, and seemed particularly strange in the quiet night.

"Tread."

"Tread."

"Tread."

Someone was walking from the stairs. It was so late, and besides them, there were others who came to stay overnight?

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, not very regular, one foot here and one foot there, like a drunk person, which gave Yang Xiao a very bad premonition. In front of Nalan Shuo, he took out his costume and put it on, and stood behind the door. Soon, the footsteps came to the door, but they didn't stop, and continued to walk until they stopped at the end of the corridor.

There was another room there.

Then there was the sound of the door opening. The door was pushed open with a creak, and footsteps walked in. With two "tap taps", followed by a "dong", the sound was quite dull, and it felt like a corpse fell on the bed.

The surroundings returned to silence again, but Yang Xiao and Nalan Shuo's hearts could not calm down, because both of them were keenly aware of the weirdness of the footsteps.

In addition, what was most frightening was that the other party did not use a key to open the door, and they did not hear the sound of the key being inserted into the lock.

The door was not opened, but was directly pushed open. Either the door was not locked, or... This guy did not need a key to open the door!

It was not Yang Xiao's character to sit and wait for death. After exchanging glances with Nalan Shuo, the two quietly came to the bathroom and took Nalan Shuo with them into the mirror world. Through the mirror world, Yang Xiao quietly came to the next room. Sure enough, he found a man sleeping like a dead pig on the bed. The room was messy, and the table was full of wine bottles. It can be seen that the man has lived in this hotel for a long time.

To ensure that everything was alright, Yang Xiao left Nalan Shuo behind, holding a ghost lantern in his left hand and a human bone stick in his right hand, and walked out of the mirror world and appeared in the next room. After approaching cautiously, he used the ghost lantern to illuminate the drunk man.

"After a moment, Yang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief. It was indeed a person.

After confirming that it was just a false alarm, Yang Xiao returned to the mirror world and took Director Nalan with him to the room where they lived.

After telling the whole story, Nalan Shuo's tense face slowly relaxed. They had been running all the way, and suddenly this happened, making people panic.

"This place gives me a bad feeling. We will leave immediately after dawn." After Nalan Shuo finished his instructions, he and Yang Xiao moved the table out. The two sat at both ends of the table, Nalan Shuo sat on a chair, and Yang Xiao sat directly on the bed.

"Eat first, and rest early after dinner. "Nalan Shuo handed a plastic fork to Yang Xiao, his face full of fatigue.

Yang Xiao raised his hand to take the fork, and accidentally dropped his phone on the ground with a "bang". He subconsciously leaned over to pick it up, but the next second, he saw a pair of black and rotten legs under the table, with toes pointing at him, sitting on the chair opposite.