Nightmare Apostle

"Dear guests."

While several people were discussing the case, a discordant sound suddenly came from the window, startling everyone in the room.

Turning around and looking, I saw a strange-looking man standing outside the window. When the man saw that everyone noticed him, he grinned, and then slowly walked from the window to the door without coming in, just standing outside the threshold.

"When did this person come? Why didn't he make any sound?" Su Tingting leaned back. This person gave her a very bad first impression.

The man is dressed like the servants in the house, but his appearance is very strange. He is about 40 years old, very thin, standing like a hemp pole outside the door, with a narrow forehead and no eyebrows, a pair of beady eyes, and a slim mustache. There was almost no blood on his lips, and he looked like a mouse turned into a spirit.

What's even more frightening is that there is a tennis ball-sized sarcoma growing diagonally behind this person's right ear. The skin and flesh on the sarcoma are squeezing each other, and the outline of a face can be vaguely seen, with sparse and messy hair coiled up and tied up on top of his head. Got an ugly bun.

At first glance, this person was no ordinary servant. Yang Xiao looked at him from top to bottom, and his eyes finally stopped on the shoes.

"Dear guests, Mr. Feng asked me to pass on a message. When he wakes up, he will ask you to go to the Hall of Respect." I don't know whether it is intentional or it is just like nature. The man always speaks with a pinched voice, and his voice is neither yin nor yang. .

Kuang Hongyi looked outside. The sun was almost setting now. "It's getting dark. I wonder if Mr. Feng has anything important to do with us?"

The man grinned, trying to force out a smile based on his expression, but the result was that his whole face twitched, "It's not a big deal, it's just that Master Feng has prepared some paper work for you. With these, tonight I hope you all stay safe."

After saying that, the man turned around and left. Only then did everyone notice that the man walked in a weird way, standing on tiptoes, but his speed was not slow at all.

"Why is this man so creepy? Where did he come from?" Xu Su stared at the man's back and disappeared around the corner outside the courtyard.

"He's not an ordinary person, he has kung fu in him." Shi Dali looked at the direction the man left with some fear, and his voice lowered, "Did you pay attention to his shoes?"

"The shoes are very big, and they don't distinguish between left and right." Yang Xiao had noticed before that based on his height, this man was only a little over 170cm tall, but those shoes were surprisingly big.

Only the dead wear shoes that don't distinguish between left and right. Other than that, there are those who deal with the dead all day long.

"Is this person a shady person?" Xu Su nodded after thinking about it. Indeed, there was an unexplainable meaning in this person's eyes, and he looked at people as if he were looking at corpses.

"I heard that most of the people in the Yin Xing are destitute. I think this guy has some of the same qualities. If he joins the Yin Xing, I won't treat him badly." Ke Long looked disdainful.

Master Feng has prepared paper work for everyone, which is actually a paper man. It looks similar to the one in Master Feng's bedroom. After all, they are the substitutes of Feng's family now. If they die too much too quickly, the next one will be the next one. Since they were of the true Feng family lineage, it made sense to find a substitute for them who faked their death.

Kuang Hongyi took a deep breath and his eyes slowly darkened, "I know what that person did just now. He is a color tycoon, one of the Eight Generals of Yin Xing, and Master Feng's paper figurine came from his hands. "

Yang Xiao also thought about it at this moment, "You are right. Among the eight Yin industries, only papermakers like to wear big shoes. Their lingo is also called "big shoes". It is said that papermakers hang out with paper figures all day long, and their bodies are also stained with paper. As time goes by, the two become more and more similar to each other. In order to distinguish between humans and ghosts, the paper makers of the older generation wear large shoes with black faces and white soles. "

Su Tingting felt bad after hearing this, "What do you mean by distinguishing? Is there anyone who can't tell the difference between a paper person and a living person?"

"There is a saying that if the paper maker's skills are good enough, the deceased can be revived through the paper figures on moonless nights. The paper figures can walk freely, just like ordinary people, and can even express their unfulfilled wishes. ." Yang Xiao paused and finally explained: "It's all in the book."

Su Tingting didn't know what to say. The handsome man in front of her didn't look like he had much thought. "You...what kind of books are you reading?"

No one paid any attention to Su Tingting, who was also an unpopular newcomer, but now Yang Xiao's value has been reflected, and everyone treats him quite well.

Except for Ke Long, this kid didn't know what he was thinking about all day long. He always had a careless attitude. Yang Xiao guessed that he might have some kind of trump card.

"Cough...cough cough..."

A sudden cough interrupted everyone's thoughts, and Shi Guanming, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened his eyes, "I am..."

Xu Su poured him water from a medicine bowl and fed him a few mouthfuls. Slowly, Shi Guanming woke up and his eyesight became much clearer.

"Well! There's something wrong with that well!" Shi Guanming started to speak, and his whole body became nervous, as if he was back before he fainted. "When I approached the well, I saw a woman squatting behind the well. The woman's hair was disheveled. , her back was turned to me, I couldn’t see her face clearly, but I heard that the woman was asking for help. She was in pain and said... that the big millstone was holding her down and asked me to help move it away. go home."

"What else? What else did you see?" Ke Long urged.

Unexpectedly, when Shi Guanming saw Ke Long's face, he immediately exploded, "You! It's all you, you want to harm me!"

Shi Guanming stretched out his hand and suddenly grabbed Ke Long's neck. His eyes were bloodshot, "You have always disliked me. It was you who made me approach that well! You wanted to kill me!"

This sudden turn of events caught everyone off guard, and they scrambled to pull the two apart. Shi Guanming's burst of power was so amazing that it scratched Ke Long's face. Ke Long was not someone to be trifled with either. He kicked Shi Guanming's chest, "Grass mud horse! What the hell are you talking about!"

In the end, Shi Dali pushed and pulled Ke Long out of the room and went outside the hospital to calm down. Shi Guanming huddled on the bed and cried helplessly, crying and cursing Ke Long. He had been there all this time. He was targeted by Ke Long, and he didn't know why. Xu Su and Su Tingting were comforting him.

Outside the hospital, Shi Dali pulled Ke Long far away until Ke Long flicked his arm and knocked off Shi Dali's hand, "Don't push me!"

Shi Dali was not angry at all. He looked at Ke Long's face and shook his head, "You are too impatient. Even if you want to take action, you shouldn't do it in the daytime. Now it's time to scare the snake. Haha, young man, the benefits in the script are not that good. Take it.”