Nightmare Apostle

Cheng Ya was stunned. She didn't expect there was such an operation. She looked at the others hesitantly, but she couldn't bring herself to do such a thing. "You won't..."

Before she finished her words, she saw Li Qingxuan beside her grabbing a handful of dirt from the ground and smearing it on her clothes, then ruffling her hair, rolling up one leg of her trousers, and walking into the small restaurant second. She just happened to see the boss running out of the kitchen with a bowl of fragrant rice. The proprietress then brought two dishes and comforted Yang Xiao: "Little brother, eat slowly, if it's not enough, there's more."

Yang Xiao just picked up the chopsticks when he saw Li Qingxuan push open the door and walk in one by one. The moment their eyes met, Yang Xiao was stunned, and Li Qingxuan was about to cry. came out, "Brother, is that you? I finally found you!!"

Yang Xiao: "Brother!"

Li Qingxuan: "Brother!!"

The lady boss and the boss were also confused, but they reacted quickly and immediately brought a big bowl of rice to Li Qingxuan and added another dish, "Eat slowly, you...you eat slowly, don't worry, there's more if it's not enough."

While the lady boss went to greet the other guests, Li Qingxuan, who was full of oil in his mouth, came over and lowered his voice: "Teacher Yang,

Otherwise I have to say it's you, brother, I admire you so much, I really don't understand, with all your skills, how can you live so miserably in reality?"

"Because I have a bottom line." Yang Xiao stuffed a large piece of braised pork into his mouth.

Li Qingxuan was immediately amused, "Stop it, Mr. Yang. It's not the first day I've known you. You shouldn't have that."

"Do you want to eat or not? If not, get out."

"Eat, I'll eat. Mr. Yang, don't grab my plate."

After eating, Yang Xiao grabbed a napkin to wipe his mouth, while Li Qingxuan's stomach was swollen and he was still burping.

"Remember, no one is allowed to tell this matter, especially not to talk nonsense in the drama group, not even joking, otherwise..." Yang Xiao sneered and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

Li Qingxuan was frightened. He knew that Yang Xiao was a face-saving person. "I understand, I understand Mr. Yang. If you tell it out, it's just one word, snap! Head moved."

After Yang Xiao took Li Qingxuan out of the restaurant, the boss and the boss's wife chased them out again, asking them to bring some bread and milk.

The bread was the old-fashioned kind, not so particular, just wrapped in newspaper, and the milk was the cheapest bagged milk.

Yang Xiao thanked the boss and his wife profusely. He roughly estimated that the food would be enough for him to eat for at least three days.

But if Li Qingxuan was included, it would only be enough for one day.

That's right, this guy is big and eats a lot. He can eat as much as Yang Xiao and two people in one meal.

Thanks to Yang Xiao's advice, the rest of the people also went into different small restaurants separately. Without exception, they all ate very well. Many people left with food given by the boss. Some lucky ones also had fruits and fried chicken.

At this moment, the sky gradually became gloomy. It looked like it was going to rain. A layer of mist filled the surroundings.

Thinking of the rules in the tenant's instructions, everyone hurried back with food. Just as they passed through the gap in the broken wall, they stopped in their tracks when they saw the iron house that was blown down by the wind last night. It was standing there, and a big character "Chai" was painted on one side of the iron wall.

When I looked back, I saw that the street market behind me had disappeared, and the restaurant and nearby buildings were also gone, all shrouded in a fog.

After a while, the fog began to roll and surge. I don’t know who was the first to run towards the tin house, which immediately triggered a chain reaction, and a group of people quickly rushed into the house.

Looking around, it was just like yesterday, dark and damp inside, and under the ravages of wind and rain, this thin tin house was shaking.

At this moment, shadows appeared in the fog, and then one figure after another walked out of it, and the scene of last night was almost repeated.

Similarly, after they chased out, the frightened crowd fled in all directions, and some even ran in the opposite direction and ran back into the fog. Seeing them was like seeing ghosts.

But Yang Xiao and the others knew very well that these guys who came out of the fog were ghosts. These people were probably victims of the apartment tragedy. The ghosts of the wronged people have not dispersed over the years and are still entrenched in this apartment. Old Mrs. Wu in Room 6037 and Mr. Lu in Room 3001 are all ghosts.

There are only 9 living people in this apartment.

After returning to the apartment, they unexpectedly found a familiar face. It was a young woman in a floral dress, standing outside the security room.

The woman's right foot was stepping on a black high-heeled shoe, and her bare left foot was full of mud. She was holding a blue cartoon schoolbag in her hand, but there was no child.

"Who wrote this lost and found notice?" Seeing everyone approaching, the woman pointed to the lost and found notice on the wall and asked.

"It's me." Yang Xiao stood up.

"Thank you, thank you." The young woman thanked Yang Xiao repeatedly, then picked up the shoe she had lost and put it on her foot, "I'm so sorry, I was in a hurry and ran away, I thought you were... No more, thank you again."

"Just now?" Yang Xiao keenly discovered the key words.

"Yes, after all, I brought the child just now, and... and I don't see your faces." The woman shook off the mud on her shoes and smiled embarrassedly.

A terrible guess slowly emerged in Yang Xiao's mind. These ghosts were trapped in this Dongzhou apartment just like them, and these ghosts were even worse. They were trapped in a certain day, which might be the night they died, and then repeated every day.

"By the way, I can't ask you for help in vain. This is a little thought. You must accept it." The young woman didn't care whether Yang Xiao refused or not, and directly stuffed a piece of money into Yang Xiao's pocket.

A wrinkled 5 yuan bill made the others jealous.

"Which room do you live in?" Yang Xiao accepted the money, and also wanted to find out more information about the tenants in the apartment, if possible.

The woman was stunned, but still replied: "My name is Yan Huiru, I live in Room 7034 on the 7th floor, and I... I have a son."

Yang Xiao smiled, "I know, he is a very cute boy."

The woman nodded politely and took the elevator back.

Through contact with Yan Huiru, Yang Xiao at least figured out three things. First, these ghosts are infinitely repeating the experience of the day before their death.

Second, these ghosts have no memory of the moment of death.

Third, the words of those people outside the apartment are not random. They can really ask things from the ghosts, but they need to master skills and create opportunities.

"Ah!!"

A hurried cry interrupted Yang Xiao's thoughts. He hurried over and saw that the door of the security room was open, and Xu Xinyi was standing in the corner with a panic, Cheng Ya and Qu Yi were also there.

The three of them focused their attention on the long wooden table in the security room, where there was a letter with bloody handprints.

There was nothing on the table when they left in the morning.

Fu Changxue walked over and tore open the letter. The content inside was quite surprising. This was a letter for help. The letter said that every time around 1 a.m., the elevator on the 3rd floor would start inexplicably and make strange noises. The person who asked for help hoped that the person who received the letter could help check it out.

After searching the entire letter, he couldn't find the name of the person who asked for help, but after turning the envelope upside down, a few bills actually fell out of it.

Everyone was shocked. There were actually three old 5-yuan notes and one old green 2-yuan note, which added up to 17 yuan.

On the back of the letter, the person seeking help said that these were just deposits. As long as the truth about the strange noise in the elevator was found out, there would be another reward.

17 yuan may not seem like much, but you have to know that even if Yang Xiao got the commission fee for all the tasks of Old Lady Wu, plus an extra 2 yuan reward, it would only be 12 yuan, and the deposit for this letter of help was 17 yuan. If it was successfully handled, the total bonus would at least double.

Going alone to check an old elevator that made a strange noise at 1 a.m. doesn't sound like a good job. It's a ghost.

Fu Changxue turned his head and stuffed the letter into Cheng Ya's hands, who was confused, "Ms. Cheng, this mission is yours."

No matter how dumb Cheng Ya was, she knew that this mission must be very difficult, "No, no, no, I won't do this mission, I...

She didn't dare to say anything more, because she noticed that the eyes of the people around her were gradually becoming colder. Tong Han sneered, "Cheng Ya,

We agreed before that the next mission will be your turn. Do you want to break the contract?"

"Yes, Sister Cheng Ya, don't refuse a toast and drink a forfeit. "It was rare for Xu Xinyi to stand on the same front with Tong Han. At this moment, Xu Xinyi's mouth corners could not help but rise, and the villain's success in her expression almost made Yang Xiao vomit.

The letter was given to Cheng Ya, but the money was not. Fu Changxue held the money and had no intention of giving it to Cheng Ya at all. I think he also knew that

this money would be wasted on Cheng Ya, and she would not live to spend it again.

"Brother Fu, don't think about sharing the risk for Cheng Ya. That is a deposit. You should understand what a deposit means. If the mission goes wrong, the money may have to be returned. "Yang Xiao said in a joking tone.

These words gave Fu Changxue enough face, and Fu Changxue also understood that the money was not so easy to get. Cheng Ya was in danger, but if those ghosts didn't find the money on Cheng Ya and came to him for it, he would die too unjustly.

"Brother Chu is right, I was confused, Cheng Ya, you take the money, I can't help you anymore. "Fu Changxue immediately returned the money to Cheng Ya. Worried that Cheng Ya would not accept it, he stuffed it directly into her pocket.

This scene was really embarrassing. Mo Daidai couldn't help but burst out laughing. Fu Changxue's face was immediately embarrassed.

Yang Xiao took a long breath, knowing that tonight would be difficult. Not to mention the two night patrols, all three tasks would cost lives.

Li Qingxuan was going to comfort the poor heart of the young woman surnamed Su, Xu Xinyi was going to continue to treat the dead son of Mrs. Wu, and Cheng Ya had the most miserable life. She went to check the old elevator that started inexplicably and made strange noises at one o'clock in the morning.

It was lively now...