Nightmare Apostle

"Why can't you do anything well?" Yang Xiao said this, but his body was very honest. He walked towards the changing room. He also wanted to see what tricks this Xia Xiuyan could do.

As he walked past the window, he inadvertently glanced outside. The sun had set, and the sky was still dark, as if it was covered with a net made of black velvet.

Night was coming, and tonight was also the most critical opportunity. He had to find a way to pry open Xia Xiuyan's mouth and learn the truth about Teacher Wang's death.

"Are you here? Please hurry up." Xia Xiuyan urged.

"I know, why bother?" Yang Xiao looked away and replied. The hazy environment outside the window made him feel unreal.

It also added a quirky tone to tonight’s shoot.

For some reason, Yang Xiao felt a little flustered as he stood outside the changing room, separated by a curtain from Xia Xiuyan.

"Is it possible that because of the differences between men and women, my moral code does not allow me to do such a thing?"

Yang Xiao ruled out this answer right away. After all, he already knew who Xia Xiuyan was. It was impossible for Yang Xiao to have a good impression of Xia Xiuyan who could do such disgusting things as spreading rumors and making false accusations.

Looking around, Yang Xiao felt something was wrong as he looked around. There was obviously nothing around him, and he could clearly see every place, but...he was inexplicably flustered, and he seemed to have overlooked something.

"Mr. Yang, come in." Xia Xiuyan's voice was seductive in the changing room.

The moment Yang Xiao stretched out his hand to open the curtain, his movements paused, and the next second, it was like lightning struck in his mind.

"Mr. Yang!!"

"She...how did she know my surname is Yang?!"

In this mission, Yang Xiao used the pseudonym Chu Xi, and even Song Yan, who lived in the same room, didn't know his real name.

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and Yang Xiao's arms that were suspended in mid-air began to tremble slightly.

He remembered that just now, when he spoke for the first time, Xia Xiuyan called out her real name, Yang Xiao.

As the first flaw was found, Yang Xiao quickly found the source of the strange feeling in his heart. It was half dark outside, but he could still see everything in the room clearly. You know, there was no one in the room yet. Turn on the lights!

So...Xia Xiuyan in the changing room is fake! She is a ghost! !

Yang Xiao had no doubt that if he had just lifted the curtain out of lust, he would be a dead man by now.

"Xia Xiuyan" in the changing room seemed to realize that she had been exposed, so she stopped talking. There was one person and one ghost separated by a thin curtain, and the room fell into an eerie silence.

Yang Xiao could have left immediately. According to past experience, as long as he left now, he would not die.

But Yang Xiao made a decision that went against common sense. Instead of leaving, he slowly squatted down, lowered his upper body, and looked in through the gap between the hem of the curtain and the ground.

Frankly speaking, this is not a wise choice. Once an accident occurs, it is extremely difficult to escape from this position.

But Yang Xiao had a reason to do this. He needed to verify one thing, which was very important.

The next second, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he saw a pair of old black leather shoes behind the curtain, with the toes facing him.

There were only ghosts and Xia Xiuyan's feet were not seen, so where did Xia Xiuyan go?

Were you also sent to the ghost classroom?

Knowing that now was not the time to think about this, Yang Xiao held his breath and did not make any unnecessary noise. After standing up again, he stepped back a little, then turned around and ran, rushing towards the door.

Yang Xiao opened the door suddenly and rushed out, but he bumped into someone, "Ah!" Xia Xiuyan was hit and didn't forget to cover her chest.

Yang Xiao was stunned when he realized what he was doing. There was actually a changing room in front of him, and the door handle in his hand turned into a door curtain. Because he used too much force,

He even pulled down the door curtain,

"You...what are you going to do?!" Xia Xiuyan was naked, covering her chest with the clothes she had changed out of, and staring at Yang Xiao with a look of fear on her face.

Yang Xiao couldn't help but look back, but the scene behind him also changed. The sky outside the window was not as dark as before, and he could barely see anything in the room.

Right where he just ran out, there was a large full-length mirror.

"Chu Xi, don't have any inappropriate thoughts about me. We are just filming!" Xia Xiuyan warned him.

Yang Xiao also reacted at this moment and apologized to Xia Xiuyan with a smile, "Don't get me wrong, I just want to test your reaction in the most real state. You also know that our scene will have some plots in that aspect. I hope you can remember it. Live in this moment and act more realistically."

"That's my business, you don't need to worry about it!" Xia Xiuyan pushed Yang Xiao out angrily, and then hung up the curtain again.

Xia Xiuyan was obviously frightened by Yang Xiao. She was cursing in a low voice while changing her clothes. When Yang Xiao got closer, he heard her cursing something crazy, a narcissist talking to herself in front of the mirror and posing in front of the mirror.

Through Xia Xiuyan's words and Yang Xiao's own experience, he roughly judged the whole story.

He had fallen into an incomprehensible environment before. The changing room he saw was not a changing room, but a mirror, and the real changing room was behind the door.

The ghost is hiding in the mirror.

After Xia Xiuyan finished changing her clothes, Yang Xiao immediately left with her. Yang Xiao could leave first, but he was worried that something would happen to Xia Xiuyan.

After all, we can't let her die until we find out the truth.

Perhaps because she didn't want to cause trouble, Xia Xiuyan didn't mention her sudden attack by Yang Xiao when she went out, which also saved Yang Xiao a lot of trouble.

Yang Xiao finished the makeup photos once, but when it came to Xia Xiuyan, it was much more complicated. She changed many poses and styles in a row, but she was not satisfied with any of them in the end.

While waiting for her, Yang Xiao found a corner with few people and sat down. He did not dare to stay away from the crowd. Only living people made him feel safe.

Things became weird. Yang Xiao could not figure out why the ghost attacked him.

Before, he was still wondering if the ghost was a trick, or if the ghost was not Teacher Wang, but was controlled by Teacher Wang, and the guys trapped in the ghost classroom, but after seeing the familiar black leather shoes, all these speculations were shattered. It was definitely Teacher Wang.

But... why?

Why didn't Teacher Wang go to find Sun Shengnan who killed him?

Stepping back, why didn't the ghost attack Xia Xiuyan when he was with Xia Xiuyan at the time, but chose him instead?

Could it be that in the eyes of the ghost, he was more hateful than these two people?

Yang Xiao's mind was a mess. He knew that something must have gone wrong, but he couldn't find the problem.

What he was most worried about was not the present, but the scene tonight.

Just as Yang Xiao was struggling to think of a solution, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed outside the window.

Along with the rumbling thunder, this long-lost night rain poured down.