Nightmare Apostle

Sun Qiang is still alive, but he can no longer be called a human at this moment. Death is a kind of relief for him.

"Kill me! Quick...do it quickly!" Bloody tears flowed from the corners of Sun Qiang's eyes, "Please!"

Finally, the girl couldn't bear it anymore and turned to Yang Xiao, "Mr. Chu, please give him a good time."

Yang Xiao turned the pistol upside down and handed the gun handle directly to the girl. After all, Sun Qiang was a member of the Qi family, so he shouldn't have done it himself to send him on his way.

After taking the pistol, the girl raised it decisively and pointed it at Sun Qiang's head. Her voice was mixed with a little sadness, "Go on your way with peace of mind. I will take care of your family."

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The remaining half of Sun Qiang's head was blown off. Worried that he could not be completely freed, the girl turned the gun again and shot the heart hanging on the wall to pieces.

The flesh and blood all over the wall twitched a few times, and finally lost all life.

The big Bodhisattva in white hasn't chased him yet, but if he still can't think of a way to deal with him, it will only be a matter of time before he is caught up and killed.

"Brothers, if you have any tricks to beat the enemy, use them, otherwise I'm afraid you'll all end up here today!" Black Sunglasses was also anxious.

"Don't point all your fingers at us. I've lost my grudge, but your suitcase bottom hasn't been revealed yet!" Fu Qingzhu has been dissatisfied with the black sunglasses for a long time. This guy is full of evil intentions.

The black sunglasses face showed bitterness, "To be honest with you two brothers, this magic weapon of mine is quite special. At most, it can only make that thing get lost temporarily."

This was the first time Yang Xiao had heard of the resentful eyes that could make ghosts get lost.

He held his hands in front of Yang Xiao with black sunglasses, "This little brother is also an apostle, right?

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"Little apostle." Yang Xiao is habitually low-key. He has been a member of the apostles for less than two months.

Hearing this, the expression on the black sunglasses became desperate, but he still asked with the mentality of giving it a try: "Then what kind of magical power does the magic weapon in your hand have?"

Yang Xiao hesitated for a moment, then replied: "If you have the opportunity to let me come into contact with the body of the white-clothed Bodhisattva ghost, I can restrict its movements."

"Restriction?" Now everyone, including Fu Qingzhu, became interested, "How long can it last?"

"About an hour." Yang Xiao didn't say it clearly. After all, there was something wrong with his prop, and the fact that Ming Yi's paper money could seal ghosts must not be revealed.

But this was enough to make everyone excited. Black Sunglasses rubbed his hands in excitement, "Okay, great! One hour is enough!"

"But I need someone to help me restrain the white-clothed Bodhisattva ghost, or at least distract it." Yang Xiao would not be used as a gunman by them. What he wanted was to take action in absolute safety.

"Okay, it's settled!" Black Sunglasses agreed, "Brother Fu and I will help you attract the Bodhisattva Ghost, and you can take action when you find an opportunity."

Yang Xiao nodded, "Okay."

But after a while, the black sunglasses said faintly: "I believe in your character, Brother Chu, but there is something I want to say in front of you. I think you can understand it. If Brother Fu and I are dead, right now You won’t survive for long in this situation.”

Yang Xiao smiled slightly, "Stop talking nonsense, I don't need you to teach me how to do things."

The black sunglasses were stunned for a moment, then laughed, "I'm the one talking too much, brother, don't worry about it."

"It's better to add another layer of insurance." The girl suddenly said, "The meat gourd before is not dead yet, and tying him up should also attract the attention of the ghost Bodhisattva, or we can kill him in front of the ghost Bodhisattva. Cut off the head."

The girl has a delicate appearance and is the type who seems to be well-behaved and listens to the words of her elders, but her words are cold and devoid of any warmth.

"Behead...behead?" Even the man who threw the computer felt that this was inappropriate. "Miss...Miss, if you really do this, will it anger that thing?"

'It's best to be irritated. This proves that by attracting the attention of that thing, we have a greater chance of success.

"Girls have their own judgment.

The girl turned around and looked at the remaining men, "Which of you is willing to do this?"

The few remaining people looked at each other, and some of their hands were trembling. The horror of facing the ghost Bodhisattva was unforgettable.

What's more...: What's more, Sun Qiang's example is hanging on the wall, a bloody lesson.

"If you come back alive, I will give you 10 million yuan. If you die, my Qi family will take care of your family. In addition, I will give you 20 million yuan for your parents, wife and children." The girl made an offer directly.

Someone is tempted, and even if you don't say no, you may not be able to survive. What's more, even if you are not lucky enough to die,

20 million is enough for a family to have enough food and clothing.

"20 million if you survive, 40 million if you die." The girl looked around at several people and continued to increase the amount.

A tall and thin man stood up and said through gritted teeth: "Miss, I'll go!"

Yang Xiao was stunned for a moment. He originally thought that the girl could add more, but he was already tempted.

With the warrior taking the lead, the tasks for the rest of the group were quickly arranged. The warrior was responsible for attracting the attention of the Bodhisattva ghost, while Black Sunglasses and Fu Qingzhu were responsible for briefly controlling the ghost to create opportunities for Yang Xiao's final blow.

Everyone walked around in a big circle, quietly went upstairs from the corridor on the other side, and returned to the 24th floor. There was a long distance between them.

I smelled the strong smell of blood.

They returned to the previous battlefield. The man with a pool of flesh and blood on the ground was still there, as was the old man with flesh and blood. Both of them were not dead. Only the great Bodhisattva in white was missing.

There was no mouth, but the man's only remaining eyeball was still moving in its socket, staring at the people approaching them. Judging from the twitching facial muscles, the man was still conscious, and he could still recognize the companions in front of him. .

"Wu Feng!"

Everyone felt bad seeing their brother become like this.

Black sunglasses borrowed the gun from Yang Xiao, walked in front of Wu Feng, and pointed the gun at him. Suddenly, Yang Xiao felt very strange. He felt a very special emotion from Wu Feng's eyes. He seemed to have something to say.

"Wait a minute!" Yang Xiao interrupted Black sunglasses who was about to shoot.

After approaching, he observed carefully. Only a small half of Wu Feng's head was left on the ground. The eyeball in the eye socket looked at Yang Xiao and then looked in another direction.

Yang Xiao followed Wu Feng's gaze and saw a security door there. It was the door they escaped from not long ago. There was a dent near the door lock left by the bullet.

When he lowered his head again, Yang Xiao noticed the fear in Wu Feng's eyes.

Suddenly, he understood. He knew what Wu Feng wanted to say.

But it was too late. The security door suddenly opened, and a 4-meter-tall Bodhisattva in white appeared behind the door, with the rope tied around his neck.

The solemn and grand chanting sounded from all directions, and it was impossible to tell the source. The ghost Bodhisattva shook his body and walked towards them barefoot.

The warrior who promised to attract the attention of the ghost Bodhisattva also fulfilled his promise. He pulled the old man on the ground up, dragged the old man in front with one hand, and held the dagger with the other hand, pressing it against the old man's fragile throat, "Don't come over, I'll kill him if you come over again!"

But his intimidation was useless. The white-robed Bodhisattva looked straight ahead, walked without stopping, and fluttered his clothes. His white clothes were not stained by the world, which made people stand out. They wanted to break their knees and worship him.

What's more terrifying is that in this pervasive chanting sound, Yang Xiao and others felt that their internal organs were trembling, as if the sound of the scriptures resonated with something in their bodies.

"Don't do it yet!" Fu Qingzhu shouted at the black sunglasses.

Black Sunglasses gritted his teeth. He could not hide his weakness at the critical moment of life and death. He took off his sunglasses and revealed his eyes. However, there were scars around his right eye, as if the eyeball had been dug out by brute force. At this moment, his right eye was milky white with the texture of jade.

With the faint black light on the surface of the jade eyeball, Yang Xiao was sure that this fake eyeball was the resentful eye of Black Sunglasses.

The next second, a strange scene appeared. Behind the ghost Bodhisattva, another tall ghost figure appeared out of thin air.

The ghost figure was pitch black, extremely thin, and black mist floated on the surface of the mummy-like body. Two dry big hands stretched out from behind the ghost Bodhisattva, just covering the ghost Bodhisattva's eyes.

In an instant, the scene under the ghost Bodhisattva's feet suddenly changed. The original marble floor became bumpy, and stone tablets appeared around it.

The stone tablets were crooked and very old. They had obviously experienced a long time and were eroded by time.

This is a very old cemetery, with wild graves everywhere. At this moment, the ghost Bodhisattva kept walking, but he couldn't get out of the cemetery no matter what.

In reality, he was just standing still.

"Ghost wall!"

Yang Xiao didn't expect that Black Sunglasses's resentful eye had such an ability that it could even trap ghosts in the ghost wall.

"Hurry up!" Black Sunglasses urged, "You can't hold on for much longer!"

The next second, Yang Xiao saw the ghost Bodhisattva's pace quicken, and the edge between the cemetery and reality trembled violently. Obviously, this ghost wall couldn't trap the ghost Bodhisattva for too long.

But there was only one chance to make a move, and Yang Xiao had to grasp it. He didn't say a word and turned around and ran in the direction he came from.

This confused Black Sunglasses, and after reacting, he cursed, "Come back quickly, idiot! No one can leave today if you don't kill it!"

"Come back quickly!!" Black Sunglasses was already hysterical.

"Don't be distracted, he won't run away, he must have found something." Fu Qingzhu and Yang Xiao had experienced the dream mission together, and he had some understanding of his character. He believed that Yang Xiao would not abandon them.

Fu Qingzhu was surprised to find that his hanging rope could still be used. The ghost Bodhisattva's neck had been twisted. If it were an ordinary person, he would have died long ago, but the ghost Bodhisattva still had a compassionate look, without sadness or joy.

The ghost wall and the hanging rope could not restrain the ghost Bodhisattva.

Finally, when everyone was about to collapse, Yang Xiao appeared. He made a big circle and quietly appeared behind the ghost Bodhisattva.

At this moment, Yang Xiao also changed his appearance, wearing the robe inside out and changing into the underworld clothes.

He did not act immediately, he was waiting for the opportunity. The whisk in the ghost Bodhisattva's hand, as big as a broom, left a deep impression on him.

Once he was swept by that thing, Sun Qiang would be his fate.

At this moment, the ghost Bodhisattva seemed to have noticed something, and his tall body trembled slightly, and the huge whisk was lifted up little by little.

The girl was keenly aware of something wrong and immediately urged her men to act.

The man made up his mind and held the old man, who was only breathing, forward, while slowly stabbing the old man's throat with a dagger.

"Ghost thing! Come on! I killed your flesh and blood lama, what can you do?!" The man's eyes were red, he already knew his fate.

Sure enough, as the man cut the old man's throat, the huge whisk swung at him, and the man's figure instantly collapsed.

Only the man, the whisk passed through the old man's body, and there was no hindrance. The scene of coughing happened, and the man's broken flesh and blood actually merged with the old man's body in a weird way.

His internal organs were wrapped in blood vessel fascia and hung outside the old man's body, while the spine with the head grew out of the old man's shoulders in a savage and weird way.

The man wailed in pain, his flesh and blood withered visibly, while the old man's pale and aged face turned red little by little, and his skinny limbs also glowed with vitality little by little.

The whisk was still in the air, and Yang Xiao finally made a move. He guessed that the ghost Bodhisattva could not make consecutive moves in a short period of time.

He gently grabbed the ghost clothes with his fingers, and a white square-hole paper money appeared in his hand.

Yang Xiao rushed to the back of the ghost Bodhisattva quickly. There was only one chance, and success or failure depended on this one move!

But then, a scene that he never expected appeared. The huge ghost Bodhisattva trembled for no reason. The next second, the Bodhisattva head that was neither sad nor happy suddenly turned 180 degrees.

Being looked at by the pair of drooping eyes that pitied all living beings, Yang Xiao's consciousness blurred in an instant. Countless mistakes he had done or not done, crimes he had committed or not committed flashed through his mind. In short, all of this was his fault. Now he just wanted to kneel in front of the Bodhisattva and end his life with the most cruel means.

Seeing Yang Xiao trapped, Black Sunglasses and Fu Qingzhu also fought hard, and the lock on the ghost Bodhisattva suddenly tightened.

"No... I can't die here. Yang Xiao, who got a moment's respite, bit his tongue. After regaining some consciousness, he subconsciously grabbed with his fingers, and a thin hemp stick appeared in his hand. At the same time, a pale green light spread out from him.

A paper lantern emitting a faint green ghost fire appeared in his hand.

It was the one held by the ghost child in the Feng family compound!

The faint green light not only delayed the movement of the ghost Bodhisattva, but also dispelled the mist and golden light on the ghost Bodhisattva.

Not only Yang Xiao, but everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them. They saw that the holy and compassionate ghost Bodhisattva completely changed under the green light, turning into a fat and rotten body with pus all over his body. Corpse.

The corpse had no facial features, and its entire body was covered with mouths of different sizes and shapes.

Each mouth was constantly moving, accompanied by disgusting mucus, and obscure scriptures were spit out from these dirty mouths, which made people feel upset.

Just as the raised whisk was about to fall on Yang Xiao's head, a piece of paper money was one step faster after all, and was pressed on a grinning mouth by Yang Xiao.

In an instant, the whisk stopped moving, the ghost Bodhisattva stopped moving, and the timeline of the entire world seemed to end.

At the end of the corridor, fog rolled, and a team of mourning people suddenly rushed out of it, and countless white paper money fell from the sky, like heavy snow.