Nightmare Apostle

There is no doubt that this kid is a ghost.

When he saw the child in the raincoat, Lu Youdao immediately rummaged through the old work clothes he was wearing, and finally pulled out a small paper bag from the inside pocket.

Judging from the yellowed edges, this thing had been in the clothes for a long time. After tearing it open, it turned out to be a red balloon inside.

Looking at Yang Xiao with complicated eyes, Lu Youdao put the balloon to his mouth and blew it in, causing the balloon to inflate at an extremely fast speed.

Yang Xiao subconsciously thought that this balloon was also a piece of resentment, similar to the human head balloon in the hands of the once-dead Captain Yan Junyang.

But when Lu Youdao blew up the balloon and tied the balloon tightly with a thin thread pulled out of the paper bag, Yang Xiao realized that he had overthought it. This was an ordinary balloon that couldn't be more ordinary.

"What's the use of this balloon?" Yang Xiao asked, Lu Youdao would not do anything in vain at such a critical moment.

"The kid outside is here to ask for the balloon." Lu Youdao did not let go of his hand, but wrapped the balloon around his right middle finger with a thin thread.

"So as long as you give him a balloon, the ghost kid will leave?" Yang Xiao calmed down a little after learning the truth, thinking that no wonder Lu Youdao always carried a balloon with him.

But before Yang Xiao could calm down, Lu Youdao poured cold water on him, his voice hoarse and cold, "That's right, but a balloon can only replace one person."

Yang Xiao's joy after surviving a desperate situation was swept away in an instant, "What?!"

"Then... what will happen to the people who don't have balloons?" Yang Xiao quickly asked after reacting.

"Will be taken away by this child."

"Take it where?"

Lu Youdao was silent for a moment and shook his head, "I don't know. All the people who were taken away disappeared and never came back."

At this time, Yang Xiao realized the seriousness of the problem. What made him even more desperate was that his backpack and the opera robe inside were not with him and were still in the office.

It’s not that Yang Xiao was not vigilant, but who would have thought that he would encounter supernatural events while taking a training class downstairs at the Office?

Yang Xiao forced himself to calm down and began to think carefully about a series of recent events. A few days ago, the director sent someone to test him, but today this weirdo Lu Youdao asked him to come to class again. Even if he went to class, he also encountered a supernatural incident. , this... these things all come together, isn't it too much of a coincidence?

Could it be that the Director, together with Lu Youdao, set up this trap to test me, just to force me to use that opera robe?

They wanted to know the specific capabilities of that opera robe to determine whether my stay in the office was a threat to them.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiao gradually became more confident, "Mr. Lu, are you just trying to test me? Let me make a statement first.

I didn't have anything on me, just a gun. "

Lu Youdao was stunned and stared at Yang Xiao with an idiot look, "You can go and open the door, I won't stop you."

The risk was too great, so Yang Xiao gave up decisively. Only then did he realize how happy it was to have that opera robe on him.

"Mr. Lu, the ghost kid... can he come in?" Yang Xiao asked.

Lu Youdao glanced sideways at Yang Xiao, "If no idiot opens the door for him, I don't think so."

Now he still has to point at this weirdo to help him survive, so Yang Xiao can't bear it, "In this case, it's easy to handle. I remember that supernatural events have a duration. As long as we don't open the door and waste time with him, at worst we won't be able to survive at night." Just stay here for one night.”

But this seemingly safe method was directly rejected by Lu Youdao. The disfigured face was full of determination, "No, we must send out the balloon as soon as possible and let him sleep. Otherwise, it will be terrible if something else is awakened." ”

"Other things..." Yang Xiao suddenly thought of the weird doors on both sides of the corridor. Could it be that there was a piece of resentment behind each door.

"Boom."

"Boom, boom."

This time the knock on the door was obviously heard by Lu Youdao, "It's too late. Follow me, close your eyes, don't look at anything, don't think about anything, don't say anything. Remember, control your thinking!"

"The ability of this ghost will greatly interfere with your thinking and make you fall into it. The more active the thinking and the richer the imagination, the more serious the impact will be." Lu Youdao stared at Yang Xiao with a serious face, "Your imagination How about it?"

Yang Xiao almost cried. As a script writer, his talent in this area is top-notch. Give him a ghost and he can write an entire script.

"Mr. Lu, how is your imagination?" Yang Xiao stared at the balloon in Lu Youdao's hand.

Feeling Yang Xiao's longing eyes, Lu Youdao directly put the balloon behind his back, farther away from Yang Xiao, and said bluntly: "My ability in this area is average, but I won't give you the balloon."

"Then what do you want to do? I'll listen to you." Yang Xiao compromised.

Lu Youdao moved quickly, breaking a thin thread and tying it to his left wrist. At the same time, he tied the other end to the middle finger of Yang Xiao's right hand.

Then he tore off a strip of cloth from his clothes, wrapped it around Yang Xiao's eyes, and tied a knot in the back of his head.

As Lu Youdao walked forward, Yang Xiao felt a pulling sensation on the middle finger of his right hand. He followed suit. When he walked behind the door, Lu Youdao turned his head.

Lower your voice and warn: "I'm about to open the door. Remember what I said to you, control your thinking, empty your brain, don't think randomly, be sure not to think randomly."

Yang Xiao took a deep breath, and the next second, he heard the sound of locks being opened one after another, and finally a "creak" sound, and the wooden door was finally opened.

At that moment, Yang Xiao felt the moist wind blowing on his face, and there was also a vague smell of earth mixed with the fragrance of flowers.

About ten seconds later, Yang Xiao was led forward like a blind man. The pulling force from his middle finger supported his only sense of security.

But soon, Yang Xiao felt something was wrong. He only took a few steps forward, and then he was pulled by the force from the rope to spin in circles. At first, Yang Xiao could barely distinguish left and right, but he continued to spin more than ten times. Finally, he was confused.

Finally, the pulling force stopped and began to move slowly in the other direction.

"What's going on?" Yang Xiao became increasingly concerned. What happened to Lu Youdao? Why did he run around in circles.

It is human nature to think when encountering problems, at least for Yang Xiao, and this kind of thinking is out of control at all. Yang Xiao is eager to find out what Lu Youdao is doing, and where he is taking him.

After walking for about two minutes, maybe longer, Yang Xiao's breathing became rapid. He already realized that something was wrong. In his mind, this corridor was not that long.

Yang Xiao wanted to stop, but he didn't dare. He was blind now. If the rope on his middle finger was torn off, he couldn't even think about what would happen next. But if he kept going like this, Yang Xiao was worried You will enter another world.

"despair."

Yang Xiao's cheeks went cold, and a drop of liquid fell down his face.

But this was just the beginning. In the next second, more and more droplets fell on his face and body. It was so cold that Yang Xiao realized that it was rain.

It's raining...

It actually rained! !

This is the corridor on the second underground floor of the public office. How could it be raining? Where did he go?

A more terrifying guess took root in Yang Xiao's mind, "Am I being fooled? That Lu Youdao is lying to me. There is no saying that balloons can take away ghosts. Lu Youdao said this just to stabilize me. Use me to lure away the ghost so that you can have a chance to escape!"

The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed. Yang Xiao paused and suddenly realized one thing. The ghost child was wearing a yellow raincoat, and it was raining here. This must be the ghost child's world.

Yang Xiao forced himself to calm down, but at this moment, the originally quiet ears gradually became lively. Many strange sounds entered Yang Xiao's ears. At first, it was the sound of music and the noise of people.

But soon, as the sounds appeared more and more and became clearer, and from time to time there would be huge roars flashing quickly above the head, accompanied by people's excited screams, Yang Xiao finally figured out that he was now The place should be a playground.

The roaring sound circling overhead was like a roller coaster. Yang Xiao was afraid of heights. He had never played this before, but the sound was unmistakable.

The warm and soothing music on the left should be the carousel, and there was aroma wafting from the right. Yang Xiao sniffed and confirmed that it was the smell of grilled sausages and popcorn.

Unconsciously, he came to a playground shrouded in rain.

The cloth that blindfolded his eyes was wet from the rain. In a daze, he noticed the shadowy figures around him, and all kinds of men and women walking around him. Most of them were young lovers or friends who were acting intimately. Occasionally, there was Wen's family. Or an old man with his grandchildren.

In front of Yang Xiao, there was a vague but familiar figure with a hunched back. Lu Youdao pulled him and walked against the crowd.

The sky here is dark, and the amusement park under the cover of night has a unique atmosphere. The girl on the carousel on the left is holding a fluorescent stick in her hand, with a bright and bright smile on her face. On the right is a family of three, with the man pushing a stroller. The woman holds the man's arm, and the only umbrella is placed diagonally on the stroller to protect the child inside. The scene is indescribably warm.

But in this warm scene that existed everywhere, Yang Xiao keenly noticed a disharmony, which was the fork in the road on the left front.

About 20 meters away from him, stood a man wearing a brown leather jacket and with messy hair.

The man was obviously not in good condition. He was unshaven, his eyes were red and swollen, and his eyes were bloodshot. The old leather jacket had been worn for an unknown number of years, and the cuffs were frayed. But beside the man, there was still standing A little boy.

The little boy wore a bright yellow raincoat and stayed obediently next to the man. There was a big hole in the sneaker on his right foot, and his bare feet could be seen inside.

Yang Xiao guessed that these two people should be father and son.