Nightmare Apostle

Perhaps realizing that he had said something too serious, Kuang Hongyi smiled again and tried to make amends for himself, "Brother Chu, this is just my guess. Anyway, just be careful."

After that, the two chatted about other things and got closer and closer. You are Brother Kuang, and I am Brother Chu. We hit it off right away, as if we were one person.

Feeling a little sleepy, he checked the movement outside through the cracks in the door and window again. After confirming that there was no problem, Kuang Hongyi went over to wake up Xu Su, while Yang Xiao went to call Su Tingting. It was time to change shifts.

Lying on the bed where Su Tingting had been before, Yang Xiao could still smell the scent of herbs from time to time. Kuang Hongyi's attitude towards him took a 180-degree turn. This was not because Kuang Hongyi was kind-hearted, but because he thought he was useful.

Kuang Hongyi said he was a policeman, but Yang Xiao didn't believe it. This man had a sense of hostility.

Also, taking the opportunity to shake hands with him, Yang Xiao noticed that the edge of this person's palm was rough, there were calluses on the knuckles, and the bow was powerful, like an expert in playing with guns. Ordinary policemen don't have such needs. He is more like a mercenary.

As for Shi Dali mentioned by Kuang Hongyi, Yang Xiao had noticed this person early on. This person has a bad face, is taciturn, and is not tall. He is about 170, but he is strong and has a pair of small eyes with a thief's light. He is used to slightly bending his body, sinking his shoulders and elbows when walking, and his lower body is very stable. He must have kung fu, and it is not low.

If he really clashes with such a person, Yang Xiao thought that there is no chance of winning in a head-on confrontation, so he can only strike first.

That Xu Su is not simple either. A girl in her early 20s, she is not impatient when encountering things. This is not something that an ordinary science and engineering teacher can deal with.

There is also Ke Long. Yang Xiao recalled his habits and characteristics. Hmm... I didn't find anything particularly noteworthy, but since he survived the last dungeon, he must have some outstanding qualities.

However, at this stage, everyone is a teammate, and we must help within our ability. Kuang Hongyi is a capable person, cautious, and an old player. Cooperating with him can greatly make up for the experience that he lacks as a new script writer. This deal is not a loss.

In the next mission, I must properly show my role and try to make everyone notice my value. Only in this way can I ensure safety to the greatest extent. Even if I encounter danger, my teammates will choose to rescue me after weighing the pros and cons.

"Ah~" Yang Xiao sighed, looking up at the carvings on the top of the wooden bed, and couldn't help feeling sad. I have been writing scripts for so long, and they are all supernatural. I never thought that I would be trapped in the script one day. If I really fail by accident and let the drama friends know, I don't know how to slander me.

Thinking about it, Yang Xiao's consciousness gradually blurred, and finally his head tilted, and he actually fell asleep.

The next morning, Yang Xiao was woken up by Su Tingting. As soon as he opened his eyes, Yang Xiao was completely stunned. He had planned to stay awake all night, but a supernatural author was only so vigilant?

It was so embarrassing...

At this moment, the door was open, and the warm sunlight shone in. Only Su Tingting and himself were left in the room. The other bed was also empty. Yang Xiao was stunned for a moment and looked at Su Tingting, "Where are they?"

"Just now, a servant came and said that one person should be sent from each room to carry the food box. Brother Kuang was worried that it would be unsafe for Sister Xu Su to go alone, so he followed her and asked me to stay in the room and wait for you to wake up."

"How long have they been gone?"

"For a while, so I woke you up." Su Tingting pinched her fingers nervously.

"How long is a while?"

"Half... half an hour, at least."

Yang Xiao knew something was wrong. It didn't take so long to get a food box. Something must have happened.

He took Su Tingting and hurried to another room. When he opened the door, he saw Shi Guanming pacing back and forth in the room anxiously. After asking, he found that Shi Dali and Ke Long were also called away for the same reason.

They couldn't wait any longer. The three of them went back along the way they came yesterday. As a result, they heard someone arguing and crying at the corner of a corridor.

Following the sound, they found a spacious courtyard. Kuang Hongyi, Shi Dali and others were there. Opposite them was a group of people dressed as servants, surrounding Kuang Hongyi and others in the middle. The two sides seemed to have an argument.

As they got closer, Yang Xiao saw through the gap in the crowd that there was a corpse covered with white cloth on the ground in the middle. Only a pair of feet in cloth shoes were exposed, and the whole body was wet.

"What's going on?" Yang Xiao squeezed into the crowd.

"Fuck, you killed someone, what does it have to do with us?" Ke Long said loudly with a bad face, "We didn't kill the person!"

The leader on the opposite side was a rough man, big and strong, with a scar on the corner of his eye, "What are you talking about? What are you doing here! You took the money but didn't do anything, you still think you are right?"

After listening for a while, Yang Xiao roughly understood what was going on. This morning, the servants of the mansion went to the water tank in the backyard to fetch water. As a result, when they opened the lid, they were almost scared to death. A human face floated out of the water tank. Someone drowned in the water tank.

Yang Xiao walked forward and slowly lifted the white cloth. Inside was a man dressed as a servant. He was not very old, with his eyes open, and he died with his eyes open. The more Yang Xiao looked, the more familiar he looked. Suddenly, he had a shock in his heart. Isn't this the guy who carried the paper man last night?

The reason why he remembered it clearly was because this person fell on the way back.

"Butler Liu is here!"

I don’t know who shouted this, but the people who had been arguing the most fiercely on the opposite side immediately stopped making any more noises. After a moment, a man in a long silk robe came over with a few people around him, and the crowd made way for him.

The old man with a hooked nose, thin lips, and drooping eyes was the one who took the lead in burning paper figures last night!

It turned out that he was the housekeeper in Feng Mansion.

After housekeeper Liu arrived, he waved his hand without saying a word, and a strong follower stepped forward and slapped the leading man twice, causing blood to spurt out of his mouth and nose. These two slaps were made with kung fu, and the man was stunned.

"I know everything. Sun Amao died because of his fate. It has nothing to do with others. Take the body down and his family will be compensated generously."

Butler Liu raised his heavy eyelids and looked around at the people present. His voice was neither gloomy nor positive, and it had a strong deterrent force. "Today's matter ends here. If anyone dares to go out and talk nonsense and ruin the reputation of the Feng family, don't blame me for being ruthless."

It can be seen that Butler Liu has a high status among this group of people. After hearing these few words, those who were making a lot of noise just now were instantly silent. They lowered their heads and dared not breathe.

Seeing that the situation was under control, Butler Liu turned around and looked at Yang Xiao and others. His dead face showed no emotion. "Dear guests, the master has woken up and has something to say to you."