Nightmare Apostle

"10 people?" This sentence confused Yang Xiao and his group. How could it be 10 people? Doesn't Yuan Ruoqi count as a person?

Yang Xiao immediately looked at the boxes brought up by Manager Wu's men. After counting them, he was surprised to find that there were also 10 boxes, one less.

Chang Chuchu and others searched the room for any evidence that could prove Yuan Ruoqi's existence, but what was shocking was that there was nothing left. Clothes, wooden hairpins, and even the changes of clothes and shoes that had been prepared were all missing.

Manager Wu sneered, "You said there was another woman who drowned while taking a bath. Where is the body? To say the least, someone really died, so her clothes should have been left behind. Could it be that she came here naked? "

"Manager Wu." Lou Huiyang said coldly, raising his hand to point to the damaged bathtub, "Since you said we only had three women here, how do you explain these four wooden barrels?"

The 7 barrels downstairs correspond to 7 men, but the 3 women upstairs prepared 4 barrels. This obviously does not make sense.

Unexpectedly, Manager Wu was not panicked at all, and glanced at Lou Huiyang, "This wooden barrel is not prepared for you at all. It is prepared for the maids who help you bathe. You will soon change into auspicious clothes to celebrate the birthday of our ancestor Zhong." , it cannot be used by a maid who is not clean."

"Haha, not everyone is like you and doesn't take care of your own body." Manager Wu seemed to be implying something in his words. At the same time, he covered his nose with his hand and showed a disgusted sneer. The next second, Lou Huiyang's face changed. The mutation was like being poked in a sore spot.

Seeing that the situation was deadlocked, Xiang Fengchen raised his hands to Manager Wu and said with an apologetic smile: "Manager Wu, we were drunk last night and what we said just now were all bastard words. Please don't be the same as us. Please You can tell the master that you can wish our ancestors a happy birthday, but we must do our best to achieve the blessings we have earned over several lifetimes."

"What you are saying sounds like a human saying. I can tell you that there is no mistake in celebrating your birthday tonight. If anything goes wrong, you will know the consequences." Manager Wu's face tightened and he gave everyone a warning.

"That's it, that's it." Everyone could only swallow this dumb loss.

"Follow me downstairs." Manager Wu swaggered down the stairs, and a group of servants in the mansion immediately followed.

After the others were almost gone, Yang Xiao followed him out of the room full of water. Suddenly, he glanced at the opposite wall with his peripheral vision. At first he felt a little strange, but the next second, his eyes suddenly widened. He had made an astonishing discovery.

But before he could react, someone pushed him from behind:

"Go quickly and stay out of the way."

It was Nalan Shuo's voice, which was quite impatient, but Yang Xiao understood instantly. He was not the only one to discover the problem. Nalan Shuo also realized it, but no one said anything.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead unconsciously. There were three rooms upstairs. When he went upstairs before, the two doors on the opposite wall were locked.

He remembered it very clearly, but just now he saw that the lock on the door of the darkest room in the back was missing!

That door is opened!

Not so long ago!

A horrific scene emerged in Yang Xiao's mind. After they left, Yuan Ruoqi's body stood up and hid in the room next door.

Of course, there is a more terrifying speculation, that Yuan Ruoqi's body was taken away by a ghost, and that ghost was hiding in the locked room next door!

While going downstairs, Yang Xiao was keenly aware that several people were walking much faster, as if they were trying to escape from the second floor as quickly as possible.

When he came downstairs, Yang Xiao took a deep breath and gradually calmed down his nervous mood. As Manager Wu waved his hand, ten boxes were lined up in the empty hall downstairs. There were seals on the boxes, and the seal also said " The word "longevity" is thought to be the auspicious clothes worn to celebrate birthdays.

Just as Yang Xiao and his group were approaching, they were stopped by Manager Wu. He first stared at Xiang Fengchen's face, then waved his hand, and a servant came over, holding a box, and placed the box in front of Xiang Fengchen very seriously.

Next is Gong Banlan, then Fang Ark, Director Nalan—·

The other party's calls were completely irregular. They were not called by age, ability, or gender. And from the way Manager Wu looked at them, Yang Xiao had a feeling that this person seemed to have seen them before, and he was recognizing their faces. !

The uneasiness in my heart fermented violently. Could it be that my group had been to this ghost place before?

Soon, Manager Wu looked at Yang Xiao and placed a box in front of him.

"Everyone, please change your clothes as soon as possible. I will also take you to see the owner of my village. You must not miss the auspicious time for our ancestors." After Manager Wu explained, he turned around and walked out of the hall with a group of servants. At the same time, he opened the door from Outside closed.

"Quickly change your clothes and leave here." Xiang Fengchen reminded in a low voice, his tone urgent, "Yuan Ruoqi hasn't left, she's still upstairs!"

"She-where is she?" Fang Zhou's face turned pale at this moment. The experiences he had experienced in the past few hours were more exciting than the supernatural novels he had read for half a lifetime.

But no one answered him. He tore off the seal on the box and opened the lid. Yang Xiao found that the clothes inside were not the festive clothes he thought, but a rather bookish plain robe. The material felt strange. Thin and soft, obviously valuable.

The auspicious clothes of the remaining people are even more weird, including simple black coarse cloth clothes, silk long gowns worn by rich people, and the weirdest ones are Zhang Songde, Lou Huiyang, and Jiang Qingluan, among whom they are tall and fierce. What Zhang Songde was assigned was a pair of armor, and Jiang Qingluan was wearing strange clothes of yellow satin. She looked under her from time to time, and she looked very strange.

As for Lou Huiyang, the outfit he was wearing looked more and more familiar to Yang Xiao, and finally he suddenly remembered, isn't this the clothes of the palace eunuchs that often appear in old movies?

What's the point of having people dress up as eunuchs to celebrate their birthdays?

At this moment, Lou Huiyang's face became extremely ugly, and there was even a sinister look in his eyes.

Xiang Fengchen, who was wearing brown clothes, stared at Jiang Qingluan, and stared at her lower body very impolitely, "Let me ask you,

You-are the bottoms of your pants... open? "

Hearing this, Jiang Qingluan nodded and whispered: "Yes, there is a row of buttons that can be fastened, but...it leaks."

"It's a long piece of clothing, something worn by female officials in the palace." Nalan Shuo recognized it immediately and was shocked.

Xiang Fengchen's face became increasingly ugly, "What are the grades of palace clothes? The dragon pattern in front of the emperor is the top grade, yellow is the top grade, red and purple are the middle grade.

The three colors of black, blue and green are of low quality. This family dares to let Xiao Ke pretend to be a high-ranking female official in the palace to "promote" the longevity of their ancestors. Are they crazy and want to die?

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