Nightmare Apostle

Screams seeped in through the cracks in the door. The sound was not very clear, and the voice was rough and hoarse, as if someone was deliberately holding their throat and shouting.

Mi Shu put down her pen, took a deep breath, then slowly turned around and stared at the door. She couldn't see anything, but she knew that the thing was outside.

Compared with the courtyard, the room was much brighter. If she was close to the door at this moment, the candlelight behind her would cast a shadow on the door, immediately revealing her position. Mi Shu decisively blew out the two candles on the dressing table. .

The next second, the light and darkness inside and outside the door changed, and a shadow was vaguely reflected on the paper on the upper half of the door.

Mi Shu shivered violently when she saw the shadow clearly, and most of the courage she had just mustered up suddenly dissipated.

She has never seen such a weird and terrifying figure. The shadow is relatively strong, about a whole head taller than her.

There were actually two heads on his neck.

The two heads are arranged vertically, and another one grows on the top of the head. The top one is dangling.

A weird voice came from it.

"Mi Shu."

"Mi Shu?"

How could this thing be a villager from Dujia Village? It was clearly a ghost! Immediately afterwards, a scene that made Mi Shu collapse even more occurred. She noticed that the shadow outside gradually lowered until her head stopped in the middle of the door. She was obviously lying on the crack of the door and looking in.

"one"

"one"

A short but clear friction sound came from the crack of the door, as if something sharp was scratching the door. The first thing that came to Mi Shu's mind was broken and sharp nails, but the next second, she saw the front end of a The thin piece with a copper hook was inserted along the door seam. After several trials, it accurately hooked the latch behind the door. With constant movement, the originally tight latch became looser and looser.

Mi Shu's pupils suddenly tightened. She finally knew how Liu Haiping died. She groped in a hurry and grabbed a candlestick, walked up to it lightly, and wanted to break the hook, but the other party seemed to sense it. Mi Shu had just As soon as he got closer, the hook suddenly retracted.

The calls outside the door also disappeared. A man and a ghost were facing each other across the door. No one spoke, and the scene was silent for a while.

After a while, the ghost outside the door suddenly moved, turned around little by little, and walked towards the other side along the wall. At this time, the shadow left on the door also suddenly changed. Mi Shu was stunned, only to see a head in front of him. Flying, and behind stood a complete person, with one arm twisted and raised high, holding something at a very incredible angle.

The next second, Mi Shu suddenly understood that the people outside were not ghosts, but people from Dujia Village. This person was holding a human head in his hand like a lantern.

And the person calling her name was not the person at the back, but the head!

This head is Mrs. Du’s head!

Although the voice was hoarse and difficult to distinguish, Mi Shu recalled carefully that the voice was very similar to Mrs. Du's. She had not recognized it before because she had not thought in this direction at all.

It was as if the most critical layer of window paper had been pierced, and all his thoughts were clear. Mi Shu instantly made a bold guess. This was the killing method of the people in Dujia Village. If he wanted to resurrect a person, he had to carry that person's body. Calling out names is a ritual, and Dujia Village relies on this weird and heartless ritual to survive to this day.

Liu Haiping and Hu Yanming were all killed in this way. Tonight they were going to help Mrs. Du snatch their body.

The figure holding the head circled around and went outside the window, while the figure originally guarding the window came to the door, blocking Mi Shu's escape path.

Being stared at by Mi Shu, the heads and figures outside the window were very quiet, but just when Mi Shu turned around and was wary of the figure outside the door, suddenly, a strange call sounded again: "Mi Shu, Mi Shu?"

The call was urgent and fast, much more urgent than before, which frightened Mi Shu. But when she turned around and stared at the head and figure, the call suddenly disappeared again.

Cold sweat trickled down the sides of Mi Shu's cheeks, and the scene fell into silence again. After a moment, the figure holding the head turned around again and walked towards the other side.

Compared with the figure holding the head, the figure blocking the door is much more honest, does not speak, and cannot pry the door. The purpose of its existence is to prevent Mi Shu from escaping.

After going back and forth, Mi Shu also understood something. Only the figure holding the head had the ability to pry the door. It was enough for him to guard against it, and the way to guard against it was to do the opposite as the people in Dujia Village said.

Always face it and never give the opportunity to turn your back.

The boudoir was not too small. In addition to one door, there were three windows, two large and one small. The figure carrying the head walked around one by one, but under Mi Shu's strict guard, there was no chance.

Mi Shu's obsession with living overcame everything else. She looked forward to going back alive and taking another look at Tong Han's face.

Finally, the figure chose to leave, and the footsteps followed those of the kneeling people, as if they had drunk too much. Only then did Mi Shu dare to approach the door with hands and feet, and looked out from the crack of the door. Through the sparse moonlight in the courtyard, Mi Shu Shu vaguely saw two figures walking backwards towards the boudoir, exiting the yard step by step. One of them was holding a human head in his hand. The head was obviously that of a woman. The long hair on the top of the head was tied up with a hemp rope and hung up. It sways like a lantern.

Mi Shu could also see clearly the person holding the head. She had a big body but a small head. It was Miss Du who had replaced Liu Haiping's body!

Tonight, she carried her mother's head to kill her, wanting to take away this body from her.

Although Miss Du's eyes could not be seen clearly, Mi Shu knew that those eyes must be full of hatred.

The people in Dujiacun are all beasts who are neither human nor ghosts.

After confirming that the two of them had left, Mi Shu finally breathed a sigh of relief. She walked slowly towards the dressing table, wanting to sit down and rest for a while, but the next second, her movements froze. She suddenly thought of something. What she just said The footsteps were messy when people came, but there were more than two people.

There are still people standing nearby, but...::What are you talking about? Could it be that he thought he would open the door and run back to the room where his teammates were, or maybe he would open the door to check the situation?

But according to the task assigned by the Du family, she had to stay in the boudoir to copy sutras all night, and the task did not say that she could go back.

Mi Shu had a vague feeling about a bad premonition. It seemed that this matter was not over yet. When it became quiet, Mi Shu felt that the surroundings were terrifyingly quiet, especially without the lighting of the candles. The room was almost completely dark. The far corner seemed to be covered with a layer of black fog, and everything turned into a blurry dark black outline. At a glance, it looked a little strange.

The most worrying thing among them is naturally the location of the screen. Cheng Cha once said that the last time he came here was so thrilling that if he hadn’t had some luck, he would have died here. Compared to Cheng Cha, Cha's understanding of those ghosts is obviously far behind her. If she really encounters them, she will probably die.

"Kou Kou Tu Tu...

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Before Mi Shu could continue thinking, footsteps suddenly sounded in the yard, and this time the number was much greater than before. Mi Shu's face suddenly turned pale. This... there must be at least a dozen people, no, even Want more!

People in Dujia Village did not dare to go out easily at night. These people should all be people living in the Du family's ancestral home, and they are from the Du clan chief's lineage. Judging from the number of people, they should all be here.

Soon, there were people standing outside the door and three windows. Not to mention, there was the sound of feet stepping on tiles above their heads. These people...:.These people actually took the ladder and climbed to the roof!

Mi Shu stood in the middle of the boudoir, her eyes constantly scanning the surrounding doors and windows. She had to find Miss Du, who was holding the head. Only she was the real threat.

But the next second, Mi Shu was dumbfounded. She saw these stiff figures raising their right hands almost at the same time, with uniform movements, and each right hand was holding a human head.

Maybe it wasn't a human head, just a lantern shaped like a human head, but none of that mattered at this moment. In an instant, the doors, windows, and tiles above their heads rang at the same time. These people were beating the doors, windows, and tiles with their hands.

With a strange rhythm that Mi Shu had never heard before.

The whole boudoir was shaking with this rhythm. The scene was indescribably weird. Mi Shu was almost driven crazy.

She could only kneel on the ground and cover her ears, but at this moment she vaguely heard someone calling her name. It was clear that there was only one person calling her name, but the sound seemed to come from all directions. Mi Shu kept adjusting the angle of her face, but A frenzied slapping sound obscured everything.

She couldn't find it. She couldn't find where the desperate call came from. Soon, she heard the sharp friction sound again.

He had already begun to pry open the door. If he let them in, he would definitely die. Mi Shu struggled to get up and rushed behind the door.

No.

Then she followed her kneeling steps and rushed to the window near the door, but...:.No, she checked one door and three windows in a row, but she didn't find the copper hook sticking out, but... But now she She was already shaken and nervous, especially since these bastards used their bodies to block the doors and windows, so that the remaining moonlight could not shine in. The room was getting darker and darker, and she could not see clearly at all.

She suspected that this was all a trick. These bastards were just trying to consume her physical strength and energy. Only when she couldn't run anymore or her energy was exhausted, would these guys really start to break open the door, rush in, hack her to death, and take away her. her body.

The sound of banging on the door outside was like a demonic voice piercing her brain, and her steps were getting more and more shaky, and she couldn't hold on any longer. Mi Shu had never expected such a situation before she came. She would die here. There was no doubt that she thought she had already. Well done, maybe...this is life.

But before she died, she had one more thing to do. She couldn't die in vain, she had to make these bastards pay the price. This was a perfect opportunity to catch all these beasts and clear the way for the brothers who still had a chance to live.

Just before the door and window were about to be pried open, Mi Shu bit the tip of her tongue, took advantage of the moment when she regained her energy to kneel down, and hit the screen with her head.

"Miss Tong, I don't owe you anything anymore...:

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