Nightmare Apostle

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The horrific scene hit Yang Xiao's mind instantly. It was a completely subconscious action. The table was overturned. Yang Xiao pulled out the human bone stick with his backhand. But Nalan Shuo, who was sitting opposite, was obviously frightened by Yang Xiao's actions. He took a few steps back before standing up. Steady, "Xiao Yang, what's wrong with you?!"

Staring at the director's face, Yang Xiao resisted the urge to hit him with the stick. Without saying a word, he raised the ghost lantern in his hand. Green light spread out and shone on Nalan Shuo's face and body. The next second, A strange scene appeared, and there was no change at all.

Director Nalan is not a ghost, but a human being.

He tried again, but the result was still the same. This time it was Yang Xiao's turn to be confused. He was sure that it was not an illusion.

Nalan Shuo also calmed down at this moment and gave Yang Xiao a reassuring look. He knew that Yang Xiao was not a reckless person and must have discovered something. After a moment, he asked calmly: "Xiao Yang, did you discover something just now? ?”

Slowly putting down the human bone stick in his hand, Yang Xiao gasped for air, his chest heaving violently. The shock of the scene just now was too great. There was cold sweat on his forehead that had not subsided, "Director, I just... just now I saw you turned into a ghost and your legs were broken."

Hearing this, Nalan Shuo's face also became ugly. At this time, it was not a good sign for something like this to happen.

After Yang Xiao calmed down, he immediately took the ghost lantern and looked around the room, under the bed, in the bathroom, behind the tight curtains, and even on the ceiling. He didn't stop until he confirmed that there was no problem. He had something in his mind. I didn't dare to express my guess, for fear of scaring Nalan Shuo.

He suspected that the rotten legs he saw before were either a ghost or Director Nalan, but it was Nalan Shuo who died tragically in the mission not long after.

Using this time, Nalan Shuo cleaned up the overturned table and spilled instant noodles. After such an incident, no one had the appetite to eat. Yang Xiao asked Nalan Shuo to recall the contents of the ghost script. Unfortunately, There are few clues to help.

The uneasy atmosphere was brewing. Yang Xiao asked Nalan Shuo to rest first. He was fully armed and didn't even take off his opera robe. He put the ghost lantern and the human bone stick at hand, put up his pillow, leaned against the bed, and prepared to keep vigil. He had a hunch that something was going to happen tonight.

Time passed by, and Nalan Shuo, who was sleeping on another bed not far away, was breathing slowly and steadily, and he must have fallen asleep.

As the night gradually deepened, a wave of sleepiness also hit Yang Xiao's mind. This was a weird and scary feeling. Yang Xiao was trying hard to resist this sleepiness, but he couldn't do it. His limbs seemed to be restricted and he could only feel His eyelids drooped little by little, until finally, the world in front of him completely turned into darkness.

Yang Xiao had a dream. In the dream, he was wearing red clothes and trudging alone on a muddy mountain road. There were stretches of woods on both sides, and the forest was as quiet as death.

There was no purpose, no end, and even no direction, but that wasn't the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing was that he could feel someone following him behind him, but when he turned around several times, he couldn't find the guy following him.

The dangerous and unfamiliar aura gradually approached, biting behind him like bone maggots, getting closer and closer. Yang Xiao was forced to speed up and run on the muddy mountain road, but he still couldn't get rid of the malice. .

After running for an unknown amount of time, Yang Xiao finally couldn't run anymore. He held on to a tree to stand still. There is a saying that if you bend down and look from below to back, you can see things that are invisible to the naked eye. With no way out, he decided to give it a try. try.

He took a deep breath, bent down, and looked back from under his feet. Sure enough, this time he saw the thing, following behind him.

Yes.:.It’s Nalan Shuo!

The distance between the two was only 3 or 4 meters. At this moment, Nalan Shuo's eyes were blank, and he was following him like a zombie. He was soaked and still dripping water, as if he had just been fished out of the river. It gave off an unpleasant rancid smell.

The next second, before Yang Xiao could take a closer look, suddenly, Nalan Shuo's distracted eyes began to tremble and turned downwards little by little. At this moment, Yang Xiao suddenly realized that he had made a serious mistake. Although it was convenient to step down to see the ghost, It's easy to do, but the biggest drawback is that seeing ghosts in this way is mutual, which means that when you see ghosts, ghosts will also stare at you, and you will have no time to react, and you have become the recipient of a rotting corpse. Lan Shuo rushed towards him.

"call

"Hu Yang Xiao woke up from his dream. The scene of Nalan Shuo rushing towards him before was still vivid in his mind. He was still leaning on the pillow, just like before he fell asleep. It was still dark outside, and the chandelier under the ceiling above his head was dimly lit, emitting Emits a dim yellow light.

Everything was as before, Yang Xiao just breathed a sigh of relief, when out of the corner of his eye he suddenly noticed Director Nalan sitting in the bed next to him, and found that he had turned his face sideways, looking in his direction, with his eyes open at the same time.

The moment they turned their heads and looked at each other, Yang Xiao saw the panic in Nalan Shuo's wide eyes. The next second, Nalan Shuo slowly moved his arm and stretched out his right hand from the quilt. In Yang Xiao's shocked eyes, , stretched out his index finger, put it between his lips, and made a sound gesture with his mouth.

Following Nalan Shuo's gaze, Yang Xiao realized that he was pointing in the direction of the bathroom. At the same time, Yang Xiao held his breath. After a few seconds, he did hear a strange "rustling" sound coming from the bathroom door. The direction came.

There is someone in the bathroom! !

This discovery instantly made him nervous. He stood up slowly, first motioning to Nalan Shuo not to move, then holding the ghost lantern in front of him with his left hand, holding the human bone stick in his right hand, without wearing any shoes, just so gently, step by step, Approach the bathroom.

At this moment, the bathroom door is not completely closed. There is still a small gap, and light shines through the gap. But Yang Xiao clearly remembers that before falling asleep, the bathroom light was turned off and the bathroom door did not exist. gap.

As Yang Xiao got closer, he discovered that the light emitted from the crack in the bathroom door was unstable. He immediately realized that something was moving in the bathroom, and that thing was constantly blocking the light. A picture had already appeared in Yang Xiao's mind. Horrifying scene, a ghost is standing in the bathroom, and the ghost... is looking in the mirror.

With a cruel heart, Yang Xiao slammed the door with a ghost lantern. The next second, he grabbed the human bone stick and was about to hit him. But after he saw the scene in the bathroom clearly, he heard a "Yu" in his head, and saw that the other person was exactly Nalan Shuo holding up his pants.

Facing Yang Xiao who suddenly burst into the door, Nalan Shuo was also startled, and his tone changed, "You...Xiao Yang, what are you going to do?!"

The ghost lantern shone on Nalan Shuo, but there was no change at all. The miserable green light made Nalan Shuo unable to open his eyes.

Suddenly, I felt chills. Since it was Nalan Shuo in the bathroom, then... what was that thing lying on the bed outside? !

There was no time to answer Nalan Shuo's doubts. Yang Xiao turned around suddenly. At this moment, there was no sign of anyone on the bed, only an empty bed.

"No more...

Yang Xiao opened his eyes wide. Several accidents had already made him highly nervous. If he continued like this, let alone dealing with the ghost script, he would be crushed before entering the script.

At this moment, Nalan Shuo also walked out of the bathroom. After listening to Yang Xiao's explanation, he couldn't help but take a breath. Yang Xiao picked up the ghost lantern, walked to the bed alone, lifted the quilt, and the next second, Yang Xiao and Nalan Shuo's expression changed completely. He saw that the originally clean bed was now wet. When he got closer and smelled it, there was a rotten smell.

Now Nalan Shuo couldn't sit still, he immediately packed his things and took Yang Xiao away, "I can't live here anymore, let's find another place!"

After experiencing this, Yang Xiao naturally knew how powerful it was. He immediately put on his backpack and left the room with Nalan Shuo. Although it was already late at night, it didn't matter where he went now. He couldn't stay here any longer anyway.

Yang Xiao walked in front to clear the way, and Nalan Shuo followed closely behind him. The originally peaceful corridor became extremely deep at this moment. After walking dozens of meters away, there was still no end in sight. They encountered a ghost hitting the wall.

And at this moment, Yang Xiao suddenly felt a chill in his heart. Looking at the endless corridor in front of him, he suddenly felt an inexplicable familiarity. After a moment, he realized that this was not the same muddy corridor he was walking in in a ghost dream. What does it feel like on a mountain road?

The ghost disguised as Director Nalan was following him, getting closer and closer, and now... Director Nalan was also walking behind him!

"Xiao Yang, why don't you leave?" The next second, Nalan Shuo's voice sounded behind him. Perhaps due to psychological factors, Yang Xiao felt like a steel knife scraping against his skin.

That was a prophetic dream... There is probably something wrong with the director!

Without turning around rashly, Yang Xiao calmed down and tried to answer in a calm tone: "Director, something is not quite right here. How about we go back and deal with it all night?"

"No, we must leave here." Nalan Shuo's voice was firm.

"Then wait for me. I'll see if I have everything." Yang Xiao placed the backpack on the ground, then bent down, pretending to check what was inside, but as he looked behind him, The scene in front of him confirmed his guess and gave him a heavy blow. He saw a ghost standing behind him. He also bent down and imitated his movements. He looked back through the step and saw a broken picture. The sunken grimace was pointed at Yang Xiao's face.

This time, Yang Xiao's tense heartstrings finally broke. Without any reaction, he was slapped face to face by the ghost and fell to the ground. The next second, boundless darkness invaded, causing him to lose consciousness instantly.

cold.:

Very cold.:

It was cold and hard underneath him, and something was constantly slapping his back. It felt extremely uncomfortable.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally woke up after a convulsion. It took him about 10 seconds to realize his current situation. He was lying on a river beach, with a large piece of ground beneath him being smoothed out. There were angular stones, and what was constantly lapping at his back were layers of waves. Behind him was a dark river.

This familiar feeling made him wake up instantly. He had entered a nightmare world, but he wasn't sure until he saw Nalan Shuo.

The river was filled with thick fog, and there was something strange everywhere. Yang Xiao, who stood up, quickly realized that what was more terrifying than the ghosts here was the rapid loss of body temperature. He was now soaked all over, and a cold wind hit him, almost killing him. Freeze him.

The clothes on his body were changed into brown coarse cloth. He took off the wet clothes soaked with water, quickly wrung them out, and put them on again. There was a piece of white silk cloth with a very soft texture under the clothes.

There was originally writing on the silk cloth, but the writing on it was soaked in water and had long been blurred. But on the back of the silk cloth, Yang Xiao found the word "Shou" embroidered on it.

This instantly reminded him of the name Fushou Village. The word "Shou" on the silk cloth was extremely bright red, and it suddenly appeared in this scene.

Even a little weird.

He put the silk cloth away. There was no shelter from the wind nearby. He knew he couldn't walk along the river, so he dived straight into the thick fog. After all, he didn't believe it. If he could freeze to death before seeing a ghost, it would be terrible. It was too sad. Things went smoother than he expected. It took a few arduous journeys. Minutes later, he spotted a fire from a distance. When he got closer, he found that the fire came from a wooden building that looked like a temple. It was small in scale, only about a few dozen square meters. It was now dilapidated. The fire came from the old fan. What came out of the crack of the wooden door flickered.

This ruined temple in the mist looks evil. The temple gate faces the river, and there are no trees nearby.

If given a choice, Yang Xiao would rather go to a wild grave to keep warm than approach this ruined temple in the wilderness. But at this moment, it was too late to think about whether there were ghosts inside. That was pointless. If he kept freezing for a few more minutes, he would be frozen Stiff.

Death in the hands of ghosts or being frozen to death is more dignified, and even if you bump into a ghost, you may not necessarily die.

When he was about ten meters away from the ruined temple, Yang Xiao suddenly stopped. With a little faint light, he could clearly see the muddy footprints left on the ground, and the directions of the footprints were all towards the ruined temple. door.

Speeding up, he walked to the dilapidated wooden door, pushed hard, and the door opened. A fire rose in the dilapidated small temple. At this moment, several people dressed similar to Yang Xiao were gathering around the fire.

There were seven people in total, both men and women. The most important thing was that Yang Xiao saw Nalan Shuo sitting around the campfire at a glance, looking up at him.

Suppressing the joy in his heart, Yang Xiao's eyes briefly collided with Nalan Shuo's, and immediately staggered away. At this time, a rough voice sounded, with a heartwarming enthusiasm, "Little brother, come on, hurry up and warm up by the fire." Warm yourself up!”

The speaker was a bald man with several hideous scars on his head. The scars had long since healed and were now like an earthworm hovering over his head. The man did not get up, but just moved his body and gave up the position beside him. Looking at Yang Xiao with a smile on his face, he patted the empty space next to him with his hand and said enthusiastically: "Don't be formal, it's fate that we all get together."

After saying thank you, Yang Xiao walked over and sat down. At this moment, he began to observe the people around him. Looking at the seven faces that were reflected in dark red by the flames, Yang Xiao noticed a hint of terrifying calmness.

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