Nightmare Apostle

"I can't see it as clearly as you. I just feel that the layout of this village is not quite right." Yang Xiao said perfunctorily.

Then he looked at the others, "Are we the only ones?"

There are very few people in the team, only 5 people including Yang Xiao, which is obviously not enough for such a difficult task. Of course,

The most critical problem is that fewer people means fewer opportunities for trial and error.

The young man smiled and raised his finger to the forest on the left, "There are still a few people there. The newcomers are noisy and it is inconvenient on the road."

"You look very experienced." Yang Xiao looked at the young man.

"It's okay. This is the sixth time I've entered the nightmare world. In fact, I don't look so relaxed, and I'm quite scared. But fear is contagious, so I have to pretend." The young man turned to look at Yang Xiao, "By the way, I'm still scared." Didn’t ask what to call it?”

"Chu Xi." Yang Xiao stretched out his hand.

The young man smiled and stretched out his hand and shook it with Yang Xiao, "Cheng Cha, this is not the place to talk. Let's go and meet up first."

As soon as they walked into the woods at Chengchazhi, they saw several people sitting around under a big tree, including men and women.

Not far away, there was a young man tied to a short tree, with fine scars on his body and his mouth gagged.

The man was well-mannered and looked quite miserable. When Yang Xiao and the others approached, he immediately twisted his body and started struggling. He made a whining sound in his throat, perhaps asking for help.

The two teams merged, and now there were quite a few people. Counting the tied up young man, there were a total of 10 people in the team. "What happened to him?" Yang Xiao looked at the tied up, pitiful man.

A bald man who was also wearing rags and sitting cross-legged on the ground was dissatisfied, "He is a newcomer with very poor psychological quality. He only knows how to yell. We were worried that he would run out and disturb the village down the mountain, so we had to tie him up." ”

The bald man looks fierce. Even when he is sitting cross-legged on the ground, he can feel that he is very strong and strong. He is not a very big man, but he must be very fierce when he moves his hands.

Yang Xiao looked at the bald man for a moment. He had broad shoulders, a muscular neck, and his ears were different from ordinary people. They were the kind of deformed ears that were wrapped inward, a bit like dumplings. Yang Xiao knew that this kind of dumpling ears also had a name, called Judo ears. This is caused by long-term frequent contact and friction between athletes' ears and clothing, mats, or opponents' bodies during wrestling, judo and other training.

All in all, this is a trainer who is very difficult to deal with, and his skills are quite comprehensive. He might be a professional player in the mixed martial arts system.

In just a few seconds, Yang Xiao made a judgment about this person.

"Everyone, please introduce each other." Finally, this indispensable step of self-introduction was proposed by Cheng Cha, who seemed to be very comfortable in this group of people.

"Cheng Cha, an international student, I didn't expect that I would receive a ghost script just after I went home to visit relatives." Cheng Cha laughed at himself,

I have to say that this guy looks very good, he is gentle and elegant, and he is the type that looks more reassuring.

"Sui Chengguo, judo coach." The bald man spoke simply.

"Mi Shu, teacher of the Oil Painting Department of the Academy of Fine Arts." A girl with long hair and shawl under the tree nodded. The girl is very eye-catching in the crowd. She has fair skin and a tall figure. Even if she is wearing tattered clothes, she can't hide it. .

"Hu Yanming, I run a cake shop." A man in his early 40s sighed, seemingly desperate.

"Liu Haiping, I... I work as a receptionist in a company, please take care of me!" The middle-aged woman with some spots on her face grabbed the corner of her clothes, obviously very nervous, and finally bowed to everyone.

"Lu Youcheng, I drive for the boss of a state-owned enterprise." The man was carefree and looked like an experienced player.

"Wuma Haoming, I...I am a game power leveler." A young man with a sallow face, dull eyes, and heavy bags under his eyes was leaning against a big tree, breathing heavily, and seemed to be saying these words It made him very tired, "I recently helped my boss make... orders, and it's been 72 hours... I haven't slept a wink."

"Brother, please stop talking. I'm really worried that you will die suddenly." Lu Youcheng, who spoke last, quickly waved his hand to let Wu Ma Haoming rest first.

It was Tong Han's turn next. Yang Xiao looked at her. If he remembered correctly, she used the identity of a dancer in the last mission.

"Tong Han, I am a policeman." Tong Han's face was serious.

Yang Xiao couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

After hearing the word police, the man tied to the tree struggled even harder, but his mouth was blocked and he could only whimper helplessly.

"Police?" Liu Haiping's gloomy eyes suddenly lit up, as if she had grasped a life-saving straw, "Great, you must help us all!"

"I will do my best, and I ask for everyone's cooperation." Tong Han's voice was steady, and his whole body exuded the light of righteousness. There was no trace of him being the captain of the evil cultivator.

"Police, where are you from?" Someone in the crowd asked, it was Sui Chengguo, with suspicion in his eyes.

Tong Han glanced at her and said seriously: "The department I work for is quite special, called the Patrol Office. Some of you should know about it."

Yang Xiao: "...

These are all my words! "

"Are you an official?" Several people in the crowd stared at Tong Han with strange eyes, seeming to know where the patrol office was.

"It is our duty to serve the country." Tong Han skillfully spoke in an official tone to appease everyone, "Don't worry, everyone, as long as we work together, we will be able to overcome the difficulties together."

"It's your turn, Brother Chu." Cheng Cha looked at him with curiosity in his eyes.

Yang Xiao took a deep breath, "Hello everyone, my name is Chu Xi, I'm a short video director, I write novels part-time, and I'm single now."

After saying the word single, Yang Xiao pretended to glance at Mi Shu casually, which made the other party stunned.

After everyone had introduced themselves, Cheng Cha walked over and did not directly untie the young man with glasses, but pulled the cloth out of his mouth. The next second, a pig-killing scream rang out, "Help! Police, please save me! These people are crazy, all crazy!!"

"If you scream again, I'll kill you!" Sui Chengguo walked over and raised his hand to slap the young man, but was stopped by Cheng Cha.

"My name is Quan Doufeng, I'm an audit editor of an online literature platform, you guys...let me down first,

we can talk if you have anything to say." After this, the young man with glasses had a much better attitude and no longer dared to yell.

Suddenly, Quan Doufeng was stunned for a moment, his eyes fixed on the direction outside the woods, his expression changed from confusion to horror. "What...what is that?"

Everyone turned around immediately and saw that through the sparse branches and leaves, a few lights suddenly appeared in the village at the foot of the mountain, which was originally dead silent.

The lights were lined up in a row, swaying towards the mountain.