Nightmare Apostle

After all this hard work, as the sun set, the four of them rushed to the tailor shop, changed into their original clothes, and scattered and hid the money for the incense and candle paper they bought, and then hurried back to the Earl's Mansion. Fortunately, no suspicion was aroused. .

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After returning to his residence and taking out these things one by one, Chang Chuchu's eyes widened.

"This...is this life-burning incense?" She stared at the dark red incense on the surface, with a look of shock and fear on her face, "One incense has a three-year lifespan!"

"You have some eyesight. It seems that your cheap master has really taught you something." Xiang Fengchen raised his eyelids and glanced at Chang Chuchu with some surprise. This person is a female figurine under the corpse exorcist. She has evil in her life, but she is not ruthless enough. , at best, it’s a mid-range product.

Xiang Fengchen then opened his mouth to explain to everyone that the so-called life-burning incense is divided into three, six or nine grades. The first grade is the body of a pregnant woman who died of injustice. Such a body is called a child-mother evil. After obtaining the body, the abdomen will be dissected. Open it, wrap the incense in ghost paper, stuff it into the belly and place it behind the dead baby, find a place of great shade, and bury the mother and son.

Seventy-seven forty-nine days later, the coffin is opened to collect incense.

But very few people dare to use this method. If you are not careful, even if there is a slight mistake in opening the coffin, you will be attacked by the mother and the child, and you will die without a burial place.

This second class uses the corpse of a pregnant woman who died in childbirth. It is less ferocious, and the efficacy of this life-burning incense is naturally inferior.

The third level uses the corpse of a pregnant woman who died of natural causes. The evil spirit is weaker by three points, but it is more reliable. Most of the life-burning incense falls into this category.

Holding the tail end of an incense stick with his fingers and picking it up, Xiang Fengchen sighed slowly: "This incense belongs to the second grade among the three grades. It is made from the corpses of pregnant women who died in childbirth. Fortunately, that person's technique is Yes, so this fragrance is considered rare.”

After dinner, after confirming that there was no one watching nearby, Xiang Fengchen took out the tortoise shell hidden in the dung bucket, washed it repeatedly and placed it on the table. After burning incense and bowing to it, he respectfully took it back into his arms.

Yang Xiao, who was watching from one side, could definitely see Xiang Fengchen's respect. It was not like he was pretending.

For Feng Shui magicians, the significance of divine turtle armor is immeasurable, even if it is just a broken piece of armor, this is Master Xiang Fengchen’s obsession.

It was already dark. Although everyone was not sleepy, they still forced themselves to rest. After all, something was bound to happen tonight.

Sure enough, not long after, Yang Xiao, who was lying on the bed, suddenly heard a rush of footsteps coming from outside. There were more than one person coming, and the footsteps were fast and chaotic. The leader was Manager Wu, but Manager Wu was no longer there at this moment. The dead silence before the return was dull, fear was written all over his face, and he tripped when he crossed the threshold.

"Steward Wu, what's going on?" Xiang Fengchen hurriedly stepped forward to help him and asked.

"No, something bad is going to happen!" Manager Wu looked pale and took Xiang Fengchen's hand, his lips trembling, "The ancestor was attacked by evil spirits, and he couldn't find it..."

"Missing?"

"We only know the general location of our ancestor. He is in the other courtyard of Jinjin Pavilion. There is someone guarding outside the courtyard, so he must not have come out." Manager Wu introduced.

"Then send someone in to look for it." Yang Xiao and the others had just been to Jinjin Pavilion for a hundred days. The courtyard was not very big. Logically speaking, they shouldn't be unable to find a living person. There was something fishy about this matter, and they also We can only take one step at a time and see what we can do.

When he heard that they were going to go in to search, Manager Wu's face clearly showed panic. After a moment, he sighed and told the truth. It turned out that they had sent many people to search, but they didn't find anyone, and even lost a few.

The next second, Manager Wu's face turned gloomy, and his voice became sinister: "I have consulted with an expert in my house, saying that these lost people were hidden by evil spirits, and so were our ancestors. We are familiar faces, so we have to Find some strangers to go in and look for the ancestors."

Having said this, tonight's mission is clear. Their ancestor is missing, and their mission is to find that ancestor who is neither human nor ghost.

Now they have understood that the so-called ancestor was possessed by evil spirits is simply false, and the ancestor himself has problems.

It is Xie Chong.

But now they are asked to find their ancestors. Whether they can find them or not is another matter. This means that they have to confront their ancestors head-on.

People had to bow their heads under the eaves. This was also a plot arrangement in the mission. There was no way to shirk it, so everyone could only bite the bullet and agree.

Seeing this, Manager Wu's tense face relaxed, and he told everyone about the rules of the night. It was now confirmed that the ancestor was in the other courtyard. They had to find the ancestor before midnight tonight, but they couldn't hold a group together. Able to go alone alone.

Manager Wu explained that this was also for their safety. Being alone alone would not attract attention. The "evil spirit" that had possessed the ancestor was falling into a deep sleep at the moment. The evil spirit and the ancestor were one. All they had to do was to remove the ancestor's body. Body to find out.

But now the ancestor is in an unsightly weird state. To put it simply, it cannot be directly seen, but there will be some weirdness in the place where the evil spirit hides the ancestor. Manager Wu did not say what weirdness it was, but just kept emphasizing that as long as you pay attention Observe and you will surely find it.

After discovering something strange, he would sprinkle incense ash on the ground. When the incense ash touches the ancestor's body, it will appear.

After finding the ancestor, they knocked on the wooden hammer outside the courtyard door. After hearing the sound of the hammer, someone came to take the ancestor back, and they didn't need to worry about the rest.

After saying that, he waved to the door, and a martial artist with a solemn face and a round waist came in, holding a wooden box painted black in his hand. Yang Xiao felt that this thing looked familiar at first glance, it looked like an urn.

Putting the box on the table, after opening it, everyone came closer and found several paper packages inside. They sniffed slightly and could smell the aroma of incense.

Manager Wu took out the paper packages one by one and handed them to everyone in a very solemn manner. He said that after finding the ancestor, there would be many rewards in the Earl's Mansion.

Yang Xiao was disgusted by similar words. Every time he said they would be rewarded, or they would be treated like benefactors, but in the end, almost all of them were killed and silenced, their bones shattered and ashes thrown away.

After accepting the sachet, Nalan Shuo made a serious face and emphasized to Manager Wu, "Manager Wu, I have something to say up front. The previous price is not appropriate. When the matter is completed, we will need two hundred taels of silver. , two hundred taels per person, please pay in cash!”

Hearing this, Manager Wu nodded directly in agreement, "No problem, all the birthday guests deserve this, and my master also has a big thank you!"

Yang Xiao had a smile on his face, but he had already stabbed Manager Wu more than a dozen times in his heart. He knew with his feet that the Earl's Mansion's Zhongxie was to kill people and silence them.

Manager Wu asked them to prepare first and wait until they heard the sound of hammers in about half an hour before they could go over.

He also stressed that only one person could go at a time.

Before leaving, Steward Wu left behind seven lanterns, all of which were white lanterns with the blood-red word "longevity" written on them. Although they were not lit yet, just looking at them was enough to irritate people.

After Manager Wu and his party left, no sound of footsteps could be heard. Xiang Fengchen picked up a lantern and

Pulling out the candle inside, bringing it up to his nose and sniffing it, there was a clearer smell in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Lou Huiyang asked.

Xiang Fengchen didn't say anything. While handing the candle to him, he took out another candle they bought from the incense store. Lou Huiyang took it and compared it. In addition to the different colors, the two candles also vaguely emitted the fragrance. The strange smell is the same.

The candles in the lanterns at the Earl's Mansion were red, but the candles they brought back were white.

"Why...why does this stuff smell so bad?" After smelling it too much, a stench suddenly irritated his nasal cavity, and Lou Huiyang looked puzzled.

"Of course the corpse wax stinks." Nalan Shuo said suddenly.

Hearing this, Lou Huiyang was stunned for a moment, and looked at the candle in his hand again with a hint of disgust on his face. However, he was still an old player after all, so he would not spit it out or throw away the candle. After all, this was what Xiang Fengchen and the others had worked hard to get back. thing.

"Candles made of corpse wax can attract ghosts. Although they are dangerous, we can use them tonight, and...

Xiang Fengchen took the red candle from Lou Huiyang's hand and couldn't help frowning, "This candle is better than the one we bought. There are experts in the Earl's Mansion." "

"Could it be the guy who found the traces near the well?" Yang Xiao recalled.

Hearing this, Xiang Fengchen thought for a moment and nodded, "You're right. I also feel that something is wrong with that guy. It's probably him."

"But... this man is too young." Recalling the man's face in her mind, Chang Chuchu still felt the coldness on her back. The man was very thin, pale, with high cheekbones and no sparkle in his eyes. , almost does not look like a living person.

"It is indeed rare in the Feng Shui profession to have such ability at this age. I think this person is extremely talented.

Or maybe there is a good master. "Xiang Fengchen was also quite wary of this master in the Earl's Mansion, even though he had hidden the tortoise shell from him.

"Tonight we will go with the lanterns given by the Earl's Mansion, which will help us find our ancestors." Xiang Fengchen then asked everyone to take out the life-burning incense hidden on their bodies and distribute them together. He picked up a bunch from the table. Gen, his voice also became serious, "Everyone, this is life-burning incense. It is a good thing that can save lives. Lighting this incense can ensure that ghosts will not find it for one incense. More importantly,

It allows you to sense the approximate location of ghosts without getting lost, but it also has serious side effects and costs three years of life. "

"Remember, the closer the ghost is, the more vicious it is, and the faster the life-burning incense will burn. Each person takes four sticks.

Do it yourself. "Xiang Fengchen waved his hand.

"Mr. Xiang, can I get a few more?" Fang Zhou asked carefully. He saw that after everyone had taken four, there were still some on the table.

"Yes, but it's useless. You won't be able to use the fifth one at all." Xiang Fengchen maintained the most basic patience towards this stupid young man who rushed out last night.

"Why?" Fang Zhou stared in his heart. If it were another person, he would feel that the other person was cursing him. Five sticks of incense, if burned for three years, the total life span would be 15 years. He is still young and can burn it. .

"That's not how it is calculated. The three-year lifespan of an incense stick refers to the first stick, double the second stick, 6 years, the third stick, 12 years, the fourth stick, 24 years. This is just a rough estimate. Due to the quality of the incense and the person's fate, most people will only consume more ruthlessly than this. No one has ever survived after burning five life-burning incense," Jiang Qingluan explained.

Fang Zhou honestly took four sticks of incense like everyone else. This incense was slightly heavier than ordinary incense in his hand, and its surface was dark red. When he thought about the process of making this incense, Fang Zhou couldn't help but feel sick. At the same time,

And fear.

He had never come into contact with these Yin Xing people, and their methods were even more shocking, some of which had subverted his cognition.

He took out a book from his arms, unfolded it, and flipped to a page with a lot of blank space. Xiang Fengchen picked up a candle and used it as a brush to draw a sketch of the other courtyard of Jinjin Pavilion. Not so good, Yang Xiao took the initiative and completed the sketch of the other courtyard as completely as possible.

Xiang Fengchen clicked on the sketch with his hand, raised his head and said seriously: "Everyone, we are a whole and cannot fight alone. Trying to search in such a large area with the strength of one or two people is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack. In addition, The candle inside the lantern is not long enough to hold up.”

"And I have a plan tonight, which must be completed in the attic, so as to avoid the eyes and ears of the Earl's Palace."

Everyone understands that Xiang Fengchen wants to use the tortoise shell to make hexagrams. When it is cloudy and rainy, he can find the three cloudy days with extremely heavy yin energy to make hexagrams. This is also the instruction of the senior, and the best choice at present is the old man. Ancestors.

"We are going to force our ancestors into the attic." Xiang Fengchen clenched his fist and knocked hard on the attic position drawn in the sketch.

"How to do it?" Yang Xiao got straight to the point.

'The first person to go is looking outside. Remember, no matter whether you can't find it or not, don't rush into the attic. The first person to go first must make sure that the ancestor is not in the courtyard to pave the way for the people behind. "Xiang Fengchen took a deep breath and raised his head, "Let me put it bluntly, in order to clear the perimeter, we must be prepared to lose 3 to 4 people. "

"What?" Lou Huiyang couldn't hold himself any longer, "Half the people are going to die?"

"It's not death, it's hiding by ghosts, just like those who disappeared before, but we are different. We have life-burning incense. Even if we are hidden, we will not be lost. As long as we find the ancestor and break it With this technique, our people can come back.”

Xiang Fengchen's words were firm, but everyone's reaction was extremely cold. This was a fatal job, and the first few people who went there were almost certain to die. No one wanted to be cannon fodder, paving the way for others.

Before, everyone didn't want to offend Xiang Fengchen because he was experienced and capable and could lead everyone to survive. But now he has made it clear that he wants to find someone to die. What's even more outrageous is that, as the implementer of the diary plan,

Xiang Fengchen definitely couldn't go among the first few. He had to wait for others to find the ancestor before setting off.

"In this case, let's draw lots." Xiang Fengchen said frankly, "Life and death are determined by fate and wealth."

"Mr. Xiang, with all due respect, are you smoking?" Lou Huiyang couldn't help it. He suspected that these were all tricks done by Xiang Fengchen, Nalan Shuo, Yang Xiao and the others, and maybe that bitch Jiang Qingluan, Xiang Fengchen's before. The words were either true or false, just to trick them into becoming cannon fodder.

"No, I have something to do, and the risks I bear are no less than yours." Xiang Fengchen got straight to the point.

"Ha." Lou Huiyang sneered, crossed his arms and said nothing, but his face said everything.

"Senior Xiang, I don't think this is appropriate. How about... let's think of other ways?" Chang Chuchu asked weakly. Although he was not as direct as Lou Huiyang, Chang Chuchu's attitude was also very clear. Serve as a stepping stone.

Yang Xiao knew in his heart that regardless of Xiang Fengchen's character, at least this plan would work.

It is also the best choice currently in front of them, but the disadvantage is that someone must make sacrifices. Unfortunately, they have too many smart people here.

If a smart person has too many ideas, he will easily have different ideas. Yang Xiao has no doubt that if he forces people like Lou Huiyang and Chang Chuchu to take the lead, the ancestor will just find them. Once they are not found, these two people dare to stab someone. The big basket pulls everyone together to die.

The people standing here now, except for the newcomer Fang Zhou, none of them are kind people, and they have never lost lives in their hands.

"You...are going to cause trouble?" Xiang Fengchen withdrew his hand and stared coldly at Chang Chuchu and Lou Huiyang. He thought that his little patience had reached its limit, "Just because you two juniors are not even hairy, I If I really wanted to plot against you, would you still be alive now?”

"Mr. Xiang, we respect you as a senior, but don't think of us as fools. This is obviously asking people to die. It may be some kind of ritual sacrifice. These are what you are good at. The three of you are in the same group.

otherwise.. ． ． ． ． Lou Huiyang suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Yang Xiao, "Otherwise, you let him take the lead. As long as he goes first, I will go!" "

"Yes, I'll go too!" Chang Chuchu also made up his mind. Since the decision was reversed, he couldn't hesitate and had to stand firm.

"Brother Fang Zhou, you have understood this scene. He is forcing us to die. Just say something!" The two of them were still weak. Lou Huiyang looked at Fang Zhou and wanted to recruit him to join his team to strengthen his team. side’s right to speak.

Fang Zhou seemed not to hear, staring at the book on the table, neither agreeing nor rejecting, saying nothing and Jiang Qingluan never expressed his position.

Just when the two sides were at war with each other, a voice suddenly attracted everyone's attention:

"I'll go first."

Nalan Shuo, who had been silent until now, stood up and looked at Lou Huiyang, who had his mouth slightly open and a wrong look on his face, with deep and calm eyes:

"I'll go explore the way for you first, and the rest of you can draw lots."