Nightmare Apostle

Chang Chuchu was not stupid at all. With Yang Xiao's reminder, she also gained a new understanding of this "Temple of Earth", "That threshold is the high threshold in front of the Emperor's Palace. The one who stood outside the second threshold last night to celebrate his birthday." , that is, people who are not qualified enough.”

"It's not our personal identity, it's the identity represented by the clothes we wear." Chang Chuchu continued.

"That's right." Yang Xiao looked at the statue at the top of the row of civil servants on the left, which was Nalan Shuo's position last night. "Last night in the longevity hall, the only ones in the left row who were eligible to enter the hall were Nalan Shuo and me. In the right row were Zhang Songde and Zhang Songde. Xiang Fengchen and Tang Zerun ended up like this because they accidentally entered the Emperor's Palace and committed the crime of transcendence. Do you remember that people from the Earl's Mansion have reminded us more than once that we must abide by the rules. "

"Nalan Shuo and I are civil servants, Zhang Songde is a general, and Xiang Fengchen is also a military attache. As for those who failed to enter the palace, women can easily understand. In ancient times, men were superior to women. No matter what their rank, female officials were not qualified to go to court in most dynasties. Qualifications for discussion.”

"Lou Huiyang's identity is a eunuch. Eunuchs do not involve themselves in politics. It is a rule passed down by our ancestors. He is not qualified."

"Yu Zejun looks like he is dressed as a palace guard, guarding the gate. As for Ark..." Yang Xiao suddenly paused at this point, "He...he looks like a medical officer. Medical officers are not real In the sense of being a court official, they do not participate in political decision-making and court affairs, so they are not listed above the court."

"The ancestor of the Earl's Mansion recruited such a group of people to celebrate his birthday and acted like an emperor. What is he going to do? The Marquis and Earl have had enough, do you want to rebel?" Chang Chuchu was also manipulated by the Earl's Mansion. Confused.

"To be too old to die is to be a thief. We must get rid of this old guy. We are already in the game. No matter what the final result is, the Earl's Mansion will not let us leave alive." The successive misfortunes of his teammates also put enough pressure on Yang Xiao. Now that he has come to this In less than 24 hours, they lost three teammates. At this rate, it would be difficult for them to survive until the fourth day.

Jiang Qingluan raised his head and looked directly at the faceless Bodhisattva statue in the center. Now it seems that the people enshrined in these earth temples are the ancestors of the Earl's Mansion. "Could it be some kind of imperial gift? That ancestor Is this a great gift to help you live longer?"

But after a moment, Jiang Qingluan overturned his guess and shook his head, "That's not right. Most people can't afford this kind of emperor's gift. Borrowing it once is the limit. But according to Ji Gen, this is already the ninth time. ”

The three people keenly realized that the secret of the Earl's Mansion must be related to the evil poem, that is, the so-called rebellious parties.

The top priority now is to stabilize the Earl's Mansion and take the opportunity to explore the secrets behind the "Temple of the Earth". It is best to find the wanted monster before the Earl's Mansion.

But this Fushou Village is not small, and there is a huge crowd. Where are they going to find this so-called traitor monster? What's more, this person is being wanted. Once the Earl's Mansion discovers their actions, they will definitely get burned.

"Cha Yi-

"Cha Yiyi Just when the three of them were about to leave, suddenly, there was a faint sound of footsteps outside the temple door. Although the fog was much thinner at the moment, it was far from dissipating. The three of them really couldn't imagine who would come at this moment.

After the three people arrived at the temple gate, they each found a place to hide. It was too late to close the door at this moment. The noise made by the door shaft would probably attract the attention of this thing, and it was also suspected that there was no three hundred taels of silver in this place.

After listening for a while, Yang Xiao was disturbed by the sound of footsteps. The sound was too weird, not like a living person. It was full of coldness and numbness. It seemed that every step he took required great effort. , Yang Xiao’s first reaction was those corpses.

But he only heard one footsteps, and there was only one thing coming, and the footsteps did not go straight, but kept surrounding them, as if they were looking for something, and they seemed to be wandering aimlessly.

But the pressure this brought to Yang Xiao and the others was unprecedented. They were almost certain that the ghost in the mist outside had discovered them. As for why they didn't break in directly, it was probably because there was something weird about the temple itself.

Yang Xiao briefly exchanged glances with Jiang Qingluan, who was hiding opposite him. Both of them knew the worry in each other's hearts. There might be something more terrifying than the ghost outside hiding in this temple, and that ghost was waiting for them to get out.

The next second, Jiang Qingluan gave Yang Xiao a look. She looked over her head slightly and glanced meaningfully at the position of a protector statue on the right side of the temple. Yang Xiao hesitated for a moment, nodded calmly, and the two reached an agreement.

That was where Chang Chuchu was hiding. This woman was hiding deep in the ruined temple, almost hiding behind Yang Xiao and Jiang Qingluan.

It was an excellent hiding place where you could attack, retreat or defend. But she certainly didn't expect that someone had already set their sights on her.

Although Jiang Qingluan was a female prostitute, her decisiveness in killing even put Yang Xiao to shame. In order to survive, she single-handedly directed Fang Zhou's death, and at this moment, she set her sights on Chang Chuchu. Yang Xiao had no doubt that, If she encounters danger in the future, this woman will throw herself out to block the gun without any psychological burden.

There are ghosts outside and the temple is not safe. If it comes to the last moment, Yang Xiao will join forces with Jiang Qingluan to treat Chang Chuchu as an abandoned son and use her to lure away the ghosts wandering outside and create opportunities for the two of them to escape from here.

"Chayi-"

"Just as Yang Xiao was thinking about the next plan in his mind, the footsteps outside suddenly accelerated. This time the sound was getting closer and closer, heading straight for the temple gate. A vague figure gradually appeared behind the mist, and Yang Xiao subconsciously held his breath.

As the figure got closer and closer, the next second, Yang Xiao couldn't help but be stunned, and a chill quickly climbed up his spine. The person who came was none other than Fang Zhou!

At this moment, Fang Zhou was dirty, as if he had rolled in a quagmire, his body was unnaturally hunched, his head was slightly lowered, his neck was a little crooked, one shoulder was high, the other shoulder was low, his steps were stiff, his knees were almost not bent, there was no trace of a living person It looked like a ghost!

This was because the resentment of the murderer had not yet subsided, and he turned into a fierce ghost to seek revenge on them. This scene also shocked Jiang Qingluan and Chang Chuchu.

Yang Xiao held his breath and concentrated. He found that the lower side of Fang Zhou was his left shoulder. It felt like a ghost had put its hand on his shoulder and was close behind him.

Yang Xiao immediately thought of a saying that ghosts could not enter some special places, such as Taoist temples, or wedding banquets and birthday banquets, but they could use corpses, especially corpses that were killed by them not long ago. Ghosts would hide behind the corpses, put their toes under the heels of the corpses, and control the corpses to enter these places. , and to outsiders, the corpse is no different from when it was alive.

Fang Zhou was getting closer and closer to the temple gate, and his pace was still accelerating. It was too late to escape at this moment. The temple was not large, and there were not many places to hide. Yang Xiao and Jiang Qingluan had no choice but to hide as much as possible, approaching Chang Chuchu intentionally or unintentionally.

But Chang Chuchu was not stupid. Seeing that the situation was not right, she immediately grabbed a candle base from the dusty and broken tribute table, pulled out the remaining half of the candle, revealing the sharp needles underneath, and held it upside down in her hand to defend herself.

Of course, ghosts are not afraid of this. She is defending against people. Old players who can complete the task many times are She knew exactly what kind of stuff it was.

The next second, when she climbed onto the stone platform, an accident occurred. The edge of the stone platform had been in disrepair for a long time, and the bricks and stones were loose. Jiang Qingluan accidentally stepped on a corner of the stone platform, and not only did she almost fall, but she also stepped on a few blue bricks, and the bricks and stones fell to the ground, making a loud noise.

If it were normal, no one would care, but now the scene was dead silent, and this sound was almost a horn of death.

Sure enough, Fang Zhou, who was almost at the temple gate, stopped in his tracks and raised his chin a little bit, but what everyone didn't expect was that what he was waiting for was not the impact of the evil spirit.

"Brother Yang, is it... is it you? "Fang Zhou's voice was excited, filled with a suppressed ecstasy. If you listen carefully, you can hear some grievance.

Yang Xiao's heart slammed. He didn't understand. It was clearly Jiang Qingluan who made the noise. Why would the ghost call his name?

But it didn't matter, because Fang Zhou took a stiff step and quickly came to the outside of the temple. Yang Xiao hid in the dark and stared at the threshold of the temple. Ghosts' knees are not easy to bend. It is generally difficult to step over high places and turn around. Therefore, people in some places will build the threshold higher and build a shadow wall behind the main door to guard against these evil spirits.

Sure enough, Fang Zhou walked to the outside of the threshold and stopped. It was at this moment that Yang Xiao and the other two breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Yang? Miss Jiang, Miss Chang, is that you? "Fang Zhou blocked the door and asked inside.

Whoever answers is a fool. Yang Xiao closed his mouth tightly and even tried to keep his breathing low. It seemed that this ghost was not very smart.

But the scene that happened next almost shocked Yang Xiao. After Fang Zhou asked several times without success, he bent down in a strange posture, grabbed one of his legs with both hands, lifted his leg up and put it into the threshold.

At this moment, Yang Xiao was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that he could do this. After a moment of hesitation, Fang Zhou had "moved" both legs into the threshold and walked into the temple. Because of the angle, Yang Xiao saw that there was a very thin silk thread tied on Fang Zhou's left wrist. The silk thread was tied to the left wrist of Fang Zhou. The thread floated in the air, and the other end extended out to the fog outside.

Yang Xiao didn't know what this meant, but he understood that the other side of the thread must be connected to something terrible.

Yang Xiao had already figured it out in his mind. It was impossible for no one to die today. Their team might be wiped out here. He was waiting for the ghost to kill people. If the target was not him, he hoped to save as many people as possible.

On the one hand, it was for team considerations. One more person alive meant one more hope. On the other hand, he was selfish. He didn't know what ghosts were hidden in the fog outside. When he had to, he also needed a good teammate who could help him lead the ghost away.

"Miss Chang?" Fang Zhou looked straight at the place where Chang Chuchu was hiding, and his voice was full of surprise. "Is it you, Miss Chang?"

Without further ado, Yang Xiao took advantage of Fang Zhou walking towards Chang Chuchu's hiding place and walked out with his hands and feet, intending to take the opportunity to slip away.

"Brother Yang! "

But Fang Zhou's next shout stunned him directly. At this time, Fang Zhou seemed to realize that everyone was avoiding him. He showed a bitter expression and took a step back consciously, "Don't be afraid... Don't be afraid, I am Fang Zhou. We got separated just now. I finally found this temple. "

"Yes, we got separated. We came to look for you, but we couldn't find you after searching for a long time." Jiang Qingluan pretended to be calm and walked out from behind the guardian statue, showing a rare smile to Fang Zhou, "We are relieved that you are back."

"Miss Jiang, your idea is good, but why didn't you tell me in advance that I had to walk so far?" Fang Zhou complained, "If I hadn't met an old man who tripped me, I wouldn't know where to go."

"Old man?"

"Yes, it was an old man, a beggar who escaped from the village. It was he who pointed the way to me and said that the temple was nearby."

Fang Zhou was very sure.

"Where is that old man?" Hearing this, Yang Xiao and the other two were all panicked. They were afraid that Fang Zhou would turn around and point to the empty back and say that it was here.

Fortunately, all this did not happen. Fang Zhou raised his arm awkwardly and pointed to the line wrapped around his wrist, "The old man has bad legs and feet and can't walk anymore. I will come out to find the temple first. When I find it, I will go back along this line to pick him up."

After a conversation, Yang Xiao tentatively asked him to step out of the door. Although Fang Zhou didn't understand why, he still did it. Seeing him standing outside the door, looking at them with a confused face, everyone was also unsure whether Fang Zhou was a human or a ghost.

"How did you get into this state?" Yang Xiao asked first.

"I fell." Fang Zhou's face became strange, as if he recalled a horrible scene. "I followed Miss Jiang's instructions and walked while singing. She didn't allow me to lower my head, let alone look back. As I walked, I always felt that there were people behind me. It wasn't you, but... a lot of people. They seemed to be dragging me behind me."

"I walked slower and slower, and my body became colder and colder. My legs were almost unable to move, as if they were frozen. My consciousness became more and more blurred, and then I was tripped by something. When I woke up, the fog had dissipated a lot. Under my feet lay an old beggar with one eye blind. I just stepped on him."

"By the way, you wait here for me. I'm going back to pick him up." After saying that, Fang Zhou moved his body unnaturally and was about to walk into the fog.

"Come back!" Yang Xiao called him, walked up and dragged him into the temple gate, staring at the fog outside the door vigilantly, "You know who he is, so you dare to go back to find him?"

"Who could it be?" Fang Zhou was very cold, staring at Yang Xiao blankly. Yang Xiao suspected that he was frozen stupid, or was possessed by a ghost.

Jiang Qingluan walked up and held Fang Zhou, and Chang Chuchu also came to cooperate. The three of them stripped off his shirt regardless of Fang Zhou's struggle.

"Hiss--Chang Chuchu took a breath of cold air, and saw a dark blue palm print on Fang Zhou's left shoulder, the color was so dark that it seemed to be carved into the flesh.

Moving Fang Zhou's head, Yang Xiao let him see for himself, "Do you know what you will find when you go back? You will find a ghost. It let you come back just to find us and catch us all in one fell swoop. "

As soon as the words fell, Fang Zhou, who was pressed to the ground, seemed to feel something and suddenly raised his left hand. He saw that the originally loose line was now tightened and hanging in the air. With a slight pulling feeling, something in the mist came along the line.