Nightmare Apostle

Director Nalan said before that there were 11 people participating in this mission, and Yang Xiao was also curious as to whether he was among these 11 people.

If he is there, it would be terrible. It proves that the ghost script has already calculated that there will be an accident like him. But if he is not there, it will be even more troublesome. There is a "12th person" in the original mission of 11 people. These old players have to explode. pot.

If you think about it from another person's perspective, this inexplicable person will definitely be regarded as a ghost. A "ghost" sneaked in at the beginning of the mission. This will only cause unnecessary suspicion and internal friction in the team, laying a fatal foreshadowing for the entire mission. .

Except for a few greetings from the bald man, other people on the scene had almost no reaction to Yang Xiao's arrival. No one spoke. While warming themselves by the fire, everyone was secretly observing each other. Not everyone had arrived yet, and everyone was waiting, waiting for the mission. Really start.

Taking this opportunity, Yang Xiao began to observe this small temple carefully. The temple was not big, but there were quite a few statues enshrined in it. There were about a dozen statues in total. However, due to disrepair, the clay statues were peeling off badly, and Yang Xiao also I don’t know what kind of sacred things these are, but they are definitely not common Taoist or Buddhist things.

What is really weird is the face of these statues. Each face is broken, as if it has been struck by a knife or an axe. Especially the 3-meter-tall statue in the center has its face gouged out. It left a horrifyingly concave pit, which made people feel very uncomfortable just looking at it, as if it was their own face that was gouged out.

Suddenly, a sound of friction interrupted him. He followed the sound and saw that the door blocked by a big stone was pushed open forcefully. A man was soaked all over.

The woman, whose face was pale from the cold, walked in. When the woman crossed the threshold, she leaned forward and almost fell down.

Upon seeing this, the bald man immediately stood up and went to meet him. Together with Yang Xiao, he helped the woman to the fire. After a few minutes of warming, the woman gradually woke up. Only then did Yang Xiao notice that this was a very young and very beautiful woman. pretty girl.

On the exposed part of the girl's back, Yang Xiao saw some strange painted patterns. The patterns looked dazzling, as if they were covering up something.

"Thank you." The girl thanked Yang Xiao and at the same time reached out to take off her clothes. At this moment, the coat that was being baked in Yang Xiao's hand was taken back. Inadvertently, it blocked Yang Xiao's impolite sight.

After realizing it, Yang Xiao immediately looked away curiously. At the beginning of the mission, it was very important to leave a good impression on his teammates as much as possible.

In the next period of time, teammates who were almost frozen arrived one after another, until a young man tremblingly opened the door. He was the 11th person.

After the man was settled, an old man sitting at the front with his legs crossed on the ground spoke, "Everyone, everyone, let's start." Let's start with me, Zhang Songde. I am in the hotel business in Southeast Asia. In this area, I just returned to China recently, so please take care of me. "The bald man smiled, and his warm smile was in sharp contrast to the vicious scars on his bald head.

"Yuan Ruoqi, puppet repairer." A girl with long hair and a bold and enthusiastic appearance spoke, her voice just loud enough for everyone present to hear clearly.

‘Lou Huiyang, the planner of the haunted house. "A tall and thin man spoke, probably in his early 30s, with a gloomy temperament and a low voice, giving people a feeling of insufficient energy and blood.

"Jun Yuzawa, network security expert." The man said briefly and nodded to everyone, which was regarded as a greeting.

"Gong Banlan, dean of school affairs." The 40-year-old woman spoke, her eyes quickly swept over everyone's faces, and then she looked back calmly.

"Chang Chuchu, join the army." The woman with an indifferent expression spoke, revealing a sense of stability that was incompatible with her youth.

Yang Xiao keenly noticed that a section of the little finger was missing from the woman's right hand, and the broken part was handled in a hurry. This gave him a very bad feeling, as if it had been bitten off by something. Thinking of the woman's occupation, Yang Xiao concluded that this Human beings are not simple things either.

Next it was Director Nalan's turn, but as soon as he spoke, Yang Xiao couldn't help but froze, and his heart suddenly tightened.

"Nalan Shuo, I am a policeman." Nalan Shuo calmly announced his real name and gave everyone a reliable smile.

This is inconsistent with their previous agreement. Why did Director Nalan reveal his real name, and even his occupation was very close? After thinking for a while, Yang Xiao only had two answers. First, this director is fake, the real director. He is already dead, but the mission has just begun. The possibility of this answer being true is extremely low. Next is the second one. Someone among the people present knows his details, which makes it unnecessary to hide his identity.

Are there any old acquaintances of the Director among these people? Yang Xiao felt horrified. This was not necessarily a good sign. After all, if they were close colleagues in the Patrol Department or something, they would have known about it in advance if they were selected for the same ghost script. But the director didn't say anything, so obviously not.

Since they are not friends, there is a high probability that they are enemies. Director Nalan's enemies sound difficult to deal with.

"Ark." The man sitting a little away from the fire spoke. He was the last one to come in. The man was very young and had a bookish air about him that had just graduated from school. He raised his head and smiled bitterly, "I work in a company. The cow becomes the horse.”

"Are you a bull?" Yang Xiao said in surprise, finally having a normal person, this is a good starting point, "Hello, I am too, Yang Xiao, my main business is a film and television director, and a part-time author of supernatural novels. During the day, I work as a bull for my boss. Work as a cow and horse for the readers at night.”

Fang Zhou was stunned for a moment when he was asked. He didn't seem to expect that the other party would ask such a question. It took him a long time before he said, "Two copies of cattle and horses, then...then you are too miserable."

"It's not bad. I'll do it when I'm really tired. Even cows and horses are lazy sometimes." Yang Xiao showed a sincere smile.

Being disturbed in this way, the solemn atmosphere around them also became more lively. The people present were all veteran players, and newcomers would not be so calm.

"Jiang Qingluan." The girl who Yang Xiao once helped bake clothes looked up and said, still with the same calm face, "Body painter."

Next is the old man sitting cross-legged at the head. The old man looks to be at least in his early 70s, but he is full of energy. His eyes sweep over everyone, and he has the aura of a superior, "I, Xiang Fengchen, am a Feng Shui man." division."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Songde, the bald man who claimed to run a hotel business in Southeast Asia, suddenly changed his expression. He must have heard of this name.

In addition, Yang Xiao keenly noticed the subtle changes in the faces of several people, including Chang Chuchu who claimed to be a teacher, haunted house planner Lou Huiyang, and his director, Nalan Shuo.

It was clear in his mind that the person the director wanted to be wary of was this old guy, Feng Shui Master Xiang Fengchen, a name Yang Xiao had never heard of.

Seeing that the scene behind him announced his home, the scene suddenly became deserted. Xiang Fengchen smiled faintly, and he had the master's temperament just right. "It seems that you have heard of my bad reputation, but many of them are just rumors. You don't have to take it completely seriously. Are you right? Director Nalan?”

The next second, Xiang Fengchen turned his head and looked at Nalan Shuo. The smile on his face was sincere, but also mixed with a hint of weirdness.

Nalan Shuo also smiled, and turned to stare at Xiang Fengchen's face. After a long time, he said, "Xiang Fengchen, the magician, I said goodbye to Maple City back then. You are well."

"Hahaha..." Xiang Fengchen was not annoyed and smiled casually, "Director Nalan, you are still as charming as ever. I think all three of my good disciples died in your hands back then. If I hadn't still had some I'm afraid my bloodline will be cut off."

When the conversation changed, Xiang Fengchen grinned and said with a provocative smile, "But all of your investigation team, including the captain and deputy team leader, died in my hands. If you think about it, we can't believe it." Flat."

"It is your own fault. You, the master, are responsible for the death of your disciple. I let you escape back then..." Nalan Shuo paused, "It was my fault."

"My three disciples are already weak. If they die, they will die. I will only accept a few more. I won't mention the old things. I will not take revenge for personal gain. I don't know that Nalan Department Are you willing to give me this face?" Xiang Fengchen handed over generously.

"Everything remains the same in the mission. We will settle our matters after we go out." Nalan Shuo said calmly.

"He is indeed Director Nalan, but his magnanimity is far beyond anyone else's. I admire him!" Xiang Fengchen praised.

When everyone saw that there was no conflict between the two, they were relieved. Many of them knew the name of the magician Xiang Fengchen, but they did not know about Nalan Shuo. However, it was not surprising that Xiang Fengchen valued him so much. Ordinary people.

All veteran players in this mission will have a hard time thinking about it. Naturally, the stronger their teammates are, the greater their chances are. They don’t care whether they are evil cultivators or not. Even if they are murderous guys, they can unite as long as they are useful.

Living is everything.

Suddenly, Fang Zhou, who was sitting with his back to the wooden door and facing in, was stunned. He looked straight behind Yang Xiao and the others, his expression changing from confusion to horror.

The next second, before everyone could respond, Fang Zhou raised his hand tremblingly and pointed behind a few people, "You... was it like this when you came?"

Everyone turned around suddenly, and the remaining people stood up instantly. Through the constantly beating firelight, everyone saw a terrifying scene. They saw that the statues that were facing everyone just now turned their backs strangely, leaving only one by one. Bare back, all this happened quietly, no one noticed.

I would rather live in a deserted tomb than enter a wild temple. This sentence really applies here. Everyone was shocked to realize that something was wrong and wanted to leave immediately, but before they reached the wooden door,

Through the crack in the door, I saw a bunch of red figures, winding like earthworms from the thick fog in the distance. The team marched silently, in the direction of the ruined temple where they were hiding.