Nightmare Apostle

When Lu Wencheng picked up the corpse cone again with his purple hands, Yang Xiao's feeling changed completely. His intuition told him that this was not a person using a magic weapon, but a ghost. Yang Xiao almost acted out of instinct. He put his hand into his arms and secretly took out the human bone stick.

Lu Wencheng's eyes became cold and his face became gloomy. After a few seconds, he raised his left arm stiffly, like a zombie. Without bending his wrist at all, he just inserted the sharp end of the corpse awl into the wet mud in front of him.

After a while, he pulled it out again, changed his position this time, and continued to penetrate.

Lu Wencheng kept repeating it, four times in a row, and large beads of sweat rolled down his neck. This seemingly easy movement consumed a lot of his mental energy.

Until the fifth time, as the corpse cone pierced the soil, the scene in front of him made Yang Xiao couldn't help but open his eyes wide. He saw that the five buds stuck in the mud were withering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally rotted into black residue.

The next second, Lu Wencheng let go of his hand and leaned back uncontrollably. Yang Xiao quickly pulled him up to prevent him from falling, "How are you?"

"No...it's okay." Although Lu Wencheng was very tired, he was obviously in a good mood. He stared at the mud sand table, pointed at the position of the corpse cone and said excitedly: "I found it, I found it!"

"That half of the body...is here?" Yang Xiao was doubtful.

Lu Wencheng nodded sharply, "Not bad!"

Without further ado, after Lu Wencheng took a short rest, the two immediately set off to search for the location marked by the corpse cone on the mud sand plate.

The night was getting darker and the visibility was very poor. The two of them walked very carefully. Using a flashlight in such an environment might not attract anything. Unless it was a critical moment, Yang Xiao did not intend to use it, so he kept the human bone stick in his hand at all times.

The position marked by Hu Zui was some distance away from where the two placed the sand table, but even though they were very careful, they still ran into trouble. Lu Wencheng, who was walking at the front, suddenly stopped and raised his right hand.

Yang Xiao immediately stopped punching.

Following Lu Wencheng's gaze, Yang Xiao couldn't help but take a breath, and saw a pair of bare feet sticking out from under a mess of bushes.

Judging from the position, this person should be lying in the bushes, face down. This is not a living person, but a corpse with only half of its body left.

To be precise, it's a wandering ghost.

Now the two of them were only 3 meters away from the sad ghost. The next second, Yang Xiao saw with his own eyes that the toes of the bare left foot shook for no reason.

The ghost felt someone approaching and was awakened. At this moment, Yang Xiao and the two had only one thought, which was to run away quickly. They turned on the flashlight and ran away. Yang Xiao's first choice was apartment No. 3 where he was, where he was the only resident. It's relatively safe, and most importantly, it's relatively close to Apartment No. 3.

Lu Wencheng didn't dare to run away, so he followed Yang Xiao closely. But when the two of them bypassed the small square not far from the door of Apartment No. 3 and ran into the door of Apartment No. 3, the scene in front of them splashed Yang Xiao with a basin of ice water. , I saw a bloody half body standing on the table in the security room, through the glass, with the toes facing the door.

How could there be a ghost in the security room? !

Yang Xiao couldn't figure it out, but the pressing reality no longer allowed him to think any more. Although the ability of the soul-capturing mirror was no longer stable, there was no other way at the moment. Just when he took out the soul-capturing mirror, he planned to drag Lu Wencheng into it. When entering the mirror world, the night outside the door suddenly became empty. An umbrella with a lace edge suddenly appeared. Then the edge of the umbrella was raised, and three figures stepped out of it.

The girl was holding an umbrella with one hand. The young team member rushed out, and when he was about to approach the ghost, he took out a hammer from his old backpack. He held the wooden handle with both hands, just like playing golf, and with a "dong" sound, he pulled out a hammer. The ghost flew away, half of its body like a broken kite, drawing an arc in the night sky and flying dozens of meters away.

The ghost standing on the table in the security room had already walked out, walking stiffly towards Yang Xiao. After a gunshot, the ghost fell backwards and fell to the ground.

The silver-haired man put away the revolver and walked towards Yang Xiao and the other two, but his eyes were fixed on the stunned Lu Wencheng. Being stared at by these eyes was more frightening to Lu Wencheng than being stared at by ghosts. These guys were ridiculously strong.

"Are you a student of the Confucian Academy?" the silver-haired man asked.

As soon as these words came out, Yang Xiao was stunned for a moment. Facing the silver-haired man's gaze, Lu Wencheng did not dare to tell lies.

He nodded immediately, "Yes."

"Whose disciple is he?"

"It's...it's Elder Qingmu from the Academy's Law Enforcement Hall." Lu Wencheng explained.

Yang Xiao: "??!"

Unexpectedly, the silver-haired man thought for a moment and shook his head. He probably didn't know this person or had never heard of him, "I have seen everything you did just now. The Confucian Academy in Shangsan Shufang specializes in the secret arts of yin and yang. It is indeed well-deserved. You You can find out where the ghost is, right?"

'I can only determine the approximate location. "Lu Wencheng told the truth.

"That's enough. Next time the ghost mist is coming, you should rest nearby and pay attention to safety. When the ghost mist is over, we will meet here and you will lead the way to find this ghost." The silver-haired man looked at Lu Wencheng explain.

The young man who hit the ghost with a hammer was chewing gum and glanced at Yang Xiaolu Wencheng with disdain, "Captain, how about I stay and protect them, these two guys are too weak, they will be killed by the ghost soon." "

"Okay, okay." Yang Xiao nodded repeatedly, asking for free bodyguards, "We are weak chickens."

Unexpectedly, the silver-haired man refused. He looked at his subordinates with complicated eyes and warned in a low voice: "Stay away from them and do your duty."

Seeing that these three people were about to leave, Yang Xiao stopped them and begged: "Three of you, can you do me a favor? You should have a list of residents, right? That prisoner number 3 is a perverted murderer, very powerful, he If you want to kill us...

"Don't worry, I will find him." The silver-haired man said.

With these words, Yang Xiao felt relieved. He needed to deal with Prisoner No. 3 before dealing with the ghost. Otherwise, facing the followers of the Black Buddha Mother, he and Lu Wencheng might not be a match now, and the silver-haired man would be willing to take action. It couldn't be better.

After the explanation, the three silver-haired men left. At this moment, Lu Wencheng gave Yang Xiao a look, raised his hand,

He made a gesture of holding a lantern, and Yang Xiao saw the opportunity, took out the ghost lantern, used his best efforts to control the green light, and flew quickly behind the three of them.

The moment the green light came into contact, Yang Xiao's brows jumped and he saw that the three people's appearance completely changed.

The girls and young men standing on the left and right respectively had their waists split open, and their upper bodies were like seaweed, swaying from side to side as they walked, as if they were about to fall off in the next second, while the silver-haired man in the middle had scars all over his body.

All the limbs were broken, like a rag doll that had been barely put together.

These three guys are not ordinary people, they are ghosts, ghosts who stayed here forever after being killed by the source ghost!

What's even more frightening is that the perception of these guys is much stronger than Yang Xiao thought. Almost as soon as the green light shines on it, the girl and the young man react. The upper bodies of the two broken bodies that were barely put together suddenly turn backwards. Now It was too late to put away the lantern. At the critical moment, an arm was placed on the shoulders of the two "people". The silver-haired man walking in the middle did not look back, but opened his arms.

Holding the shoulders of the other two people, the three of them slowly walked away together.

This scene shocked Yang Xiao and Lu Wencheng for a long time, but it was important to survive. Yang Xiao took Lu Wencheng to his home. After entering the house and closing the door, he did not turn on the lights. Instead, he carried a ghost lantern and searched around the house to confirm that there was nothing wrong. Finally, he invited Lu Wencheng to sit down and asked him if he was really a disciple of the Confucian Academy, or was he lying to them?

"Of course it's true. I don't dare to lie to them." Lu Wencheng recalled the scene just now, still feeling frightened.

Yang Xiao turned to ask if he knew Yang Cha. Unexpectedly, Lu Wencheng's eyes changed when he heard the name, "That's my junior brother!"

"You...are all disciples of Elder Qingmu?" Yang Xiao was also shocked.

"Yes, I also have a junior sister, and the three of us are disciples of Elder Qingmu." Anyway, if you leave here, your memory will be erased, so Lu Wencheng is not worried about leaking the secret.

"By the way, how do you know my junior brother?" Lu Wencheng was curious.

After briefly explaining the ins and outs of the matter to Lu Wencheng, Lu Wencheng couldn't help but sigh, what a coincidence.

There is still such a fate between the two of them.

"It's a pity. Our memories will be erased after we leave here. Otherwise... we can sit down and make friends." Lu Wencheng couldn't help but sigh.

‘We meet each other no matter where in the world, if we are destined, we will definitely have a chance. "Yang Xiao was relieved. Yang Cha's senior brother was a good person and very capable. He already had three magic weapons on his body. He was indeed Elder Qingmu's disciple.

While chatting, Lu Wencheng talked about his guesses about the identities of the three silver-haired men. He suspected that these three people were official personnel who had participated in handling this supernatural incident. That is to say, their identities in the patrol department were real, but they were just disposed of. An accident occurred during the process, resulting in the death of three people. As for why they could still use magic weapons instead of being assimilated by the source ghost, he didn't know. But for now, these three guys still retained part of their instincts. This was very rare, and Lu Wencheng boldly guessed that this might be related to the silver-haired man's ability.

"This guy is by no means a nameless person. He must be number one in your patrol department. It's a pity that even if we survive, our memories will be wiped out. Otherwise, we can check it out." At this point, Lu Wencheng laughed at himself and said, "Well, with this guy's identity and rank, even if we go to check, we can basically not find it. This person's confidentiality level must be extremely high, and your provincial office will not have this person's file. Listening to what he said, he seems to be interested in We at Rulin Academy know each other very well, but the people he comes into contact with are of a higher level than my master.”

"According to the timeline of this world, it must have been at least 30 years ago. Although he is young, he is really from the older generation. It is normal that he does not know your master." Yang Xiao said after thinking, and the silver-haired man finally hugged the two The scene with his companions left a deep impression on him.

For some reason, Yang Xiao had an almost inexplicable trust in the silver-haired man. It seemed that even if he was a ghost, he wasn't that scary.

Not long after, fog began to appear outside. The fog came suddenly, and by the time the two of them realized it, it had quickly spread and shrouded the outside world. Through the fog, they could only vaguely see the towering figures of four other apartment buildings.

He raised his hand and pointed to another building not far away. There was a window on the upper floor with lights on, which was higher than Yang Xiao's. Lu Wencheng introduced that that was his room.

But before the two could continue chatting, an accident happened. The light in the window of Lu Wencheng suddenly went out. It all happened in the blink of an eye.

"What's going on?" Lu Wencheng was stunned.

Yang Xiao narrowed his eyes and looked at the building in the distance. The building was isolated by the fog and looked even more strange and terrifying. "Something went in."

"It could be a person." Yang Xiao added.

"Could it be the three people from the Patrol Department?" Lu Wencheng shook his head and rejected it as soon as he said it. It was unlikely that the three guys would bother to do such a thing.

"Dinglingling--The sound of the phone suddenly ringing in the darkness was like a huge pair of scissors, instantly cutting the heartstrings of the two. The black and white screen of the old telephone lit up faintly, and a familiar number appeared on it. Lu Wencheng's eyes paused. This... This call was actually from his room!

His first reaction was to hang up the phone, but reason reminded him that hanging up the phone at this moment would only reveal the information that there was a living person on the other side.

The phone rang for a long time. In the dim room, the two dared not move until the ringing of the phone disappeared.

It was also at this moment that Yang Xiao and Lu Wencheng finally took a deep breath. The tense and weird atmosphere almost suffocated them.

"Oh no... ． "Lu Wencheng suddenly said.

Yang Xiao felt something was wrong, "What happened?"

"I...I was worried that I couldn't remember it, so I wrote down the phone number you left me in a notebook, along with the room number, and...put it under the landline phone. "Lu Wencheng's tone was obviously panic.

Yang Xiao did not expect that this seemingly smart person would make such a low-level mistake, not carrying such a crucial thing with him?

But now is not the time to complain. Judging from experience, this does not seem to be done by a ghost, but by a person. This guy definitely did not go to Lu Wencheng's room to reminisce and chat, but came to kill people, but he was empty-handed. Yang Xiao guessed that this guy accidentally found the phone book under the landline when searching the room.

If this is the case, the problem is serious. Since this person dared to come to the door, he must be very confident in his own strength. The first thing Yang Xiao thought of was Prisoner No. 3.

Now, the best thing in misfortune is that the address he left for Lu Wencheng was a fake. He left the room number opposite.

Looking down at the window, Lu Wencheng breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The fog has not dissipated yet. That guy should not dare to come now. When the fog dissipates, the three people from the Patrol Department should also come. By then, with the three of them here, we are not afraid of anyone coming. "

As soon as the words fell, Lu Wencheng suddenly held his breath, and his eyes changed. He heard the sound of iron chains colliding from the direction of the stairwell, as if a prisoner with heavy feet was going upstairs.

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