Nightmare Apostle

Now the situation is very clear. The Wu Ma Haoming in front of me is fake, and the real Wu Ma Haoming is dead.

Buried alive in a coffin by a ghost.

Seeing that his identity was revealed, the ghost in front of him stopped pretending. The face belonging to Wuma Haoming rotted away bit by bit, the lips fell off, revealing the ugly and terrifying gums, the left and right eyeballs fell out of the sockets, and the smelly pus was mixed with the rotten flesh. In just a short moment, the transformation from a "big living person" to a ghost was completed. Mi Shu opened her mouth wide.

Still haven't recovered yet.

Yang Xiao observed that the nails on the ghost's hands were broken and fell off, and the fingers showed varying degrees of fractures and bends. This showed that the ghost was indeed reanimated into the coffin before he died, because he woke up in the middle and kept scratching the coffin in the small and claustrophobic space. In the end, due to oxygen depletion, he died of asphyxiation. Thinking about this way of death is despairing.

But what's more troublesome now is that the only person who witnessed it, Wu Ma Haoming, is dead, and the rest of the people have extremely limited knowledge of this ghost. Now that the ghost has appeared, it is obviously unrealistic to use the previous methods to deal with it. They need to find it. A new way of life.

And this not only takes time, but also requires someone to try and make mistakes.

As the ghost approached step by step, Mi Shu and Liu Haiping's face became extremely ugly, especially Liu Haiping, who couldn't help but turn around and run away. The two of them were afraid of ghosts on one hand, and they were also afraid of ghosts lingering everywhere. The maggots that burrow in and out of the rotten flesh, those white and dirty worms, are a dimension-reducing blow to most girls.

"Don't mess up!" Yang Xiao shouted while retreating. The ghosts were not moving towards them very fast at this moment. They were about the same speed as a person walking slowly. It was unrealistic to catch them at such a speed. Yang Xiao suspected that the real killing move should be Elsewhere.

The group tried their best not to scatter, and while retreating, they were alert to the ghost's movements. Tong Han, who was alone, quickly made a large circle and rushed over to join Yang Xiao and the others.

After a long time, Yang Xiao and the others also saw some doorways. The ghost showed no signs of speeding up and was still walking leisurely. However, the path the ghost walked became weird, and the tombs on both sides seemed to be different from before. Same.

"The old tombs on both sides disappeared, and the new tombs that appeared were added from other places!" Sui Chengguo frowned and finally discovered the problem.

With a word to wake up the dreamer, everyone now realized the real crisis. They raised their heads and looked around.

Yang Xiao found that the area of ​​the mass graves was much smaller than in memory, and the number of graves was also missing. This was because the ghosts had "erased" some graves. If this continued, the area of ​​the mass graves would only become larger and larger. Small, the space left for them to move around is also continuously compressed. In the end, they will have no way to go and nowhere to retreat.

"Find a way!" Liu Haiping was completely panicked. The huge pressure and fear made it difficult for her to breathe. She truly felt the threat of death.

Now that he knew that the ghost did not have the means to kill them instantly, Yang Xiao also plucked up the courage to get as close as possible and observe the tombs "erased" by the ghost at close range. Tong Han followed him in case of any eventuality.

After many observations, Yang Xiao finally discovered the clues. The tombstones on the ghost's route had a pattern before disappearing. First, the names on the tombstones gradually became blurred, and then the tombstones were erased and replaced after they completely disappeared. Lose.

"How do you think this ghost is tracking us?" Yang Xiao suddenly asked.

Tong Han, who was behind him, thought for a while and replied: "It should be our living breath. This is a mass grave, and there are only a few of us alive."

"Then what if we die?" Yang Xiao asked again.

Tong Han is so smart, he can tell at once, "What you mean is that we each go to find a deserted tomb nearby, stay a little longer, and let our names appear on the tombstone."

Just do it. Yang Xiao quickly went back and told everyone his plan. At this moment, the others had no better way but to treat the dead horse as a living horse. In order for the plan to proceed smoothly, everyone divided their heads. spread,

Stay away from the ghost specifically, and then one by one the names appeared on the tombstone. A gratifying scene appeared. The ghost stopped and stayed in place like a wooden stake, motionless.

Yang Xiao's eyes were filled with joy. Sure enough, his guess was right. The appearance of their names on the tombstone signified that they were dead in a sense, and the ghost rock machine had lost its target.

But this is by no means a long-term solution. The name on the tombstone is still being carved by a strange force.

Once the name appears completely, it means that the person is really going to die, and the ghost will be activated immediately, dragging the person into the grave and burying him alive.

He realized that the last word had already been written on the tombstone in front of him. However, Liu Haiping, Sui Chengguo and others took advantage of their long and complicated names. Yang Xiao regretted it. If he had known better, he would have named himself a smelly and ugly name. A long name is good. If the name has more than 20 characters, this carving ghost will not be exhausted. Maybe the entire tombstone will be carved and there will not be enough space. This may directly break the game.

Looking back, Yang Xiao suddenly noticed that Mi Shu was biting her lips and looking at him pitifully, almost crying.

The tombstone next to her has already written the last word of the lyric.

"Quickly change positions, why are you standing there stupidly?" Yang Xiao was anxious. He didn't know why this girl who didn't look stupid was so dumb at the moment.

After hearing the order, Mi Shu moved and came to stand in front of another grave. As Mi Shu moved, the sleeping ghost woke up again and walked towards Mi Shu step by step. But as Mi Shu moved, Shu's name appeared again on another tombstone, and the ghost stopped again.

This is not a solution. Yang Xiao asked everyone to disperse and look for clues on their own. Anyway, as long as there are enough graves and tombstones, their lives will be safe for the time being.

Time passed by, and suddenly, Cheng Cha waved to them from a distance. Everyone rushed over to join them.

Looking in the direction of Cheng Cha's finger, there was a strange gray-white flag not far ahead. Yang Xiao recognized it. It was a soul-calling flag.

What's even more strange is that there was no wind in the mass grave at this moment, but the soul-calling flag kept shaking, as if dancing in the wind.

"The vitality is blocked here, and there is a vent there, which must be the way to live!" Cheng Cha's eyes were bright. Once upon a time, he also doubted whether everyone would die here today.

Sure enough, after escaping to the vicinity of the soul-calling flag, the scene in front of them suddenly changed. The large expanse of wasteland around them disappeared, and the fog in front of them was floating and very humid. They had already left the woods, and now there was a river in front of them.

There were two small boats parked by the river, with bamboo awnings on them, pitch black, just like the black-awned boats in the southern water town.

The two small boats were more than ten meters apart, quietly parked on the shore, with mist floating on the river surface, and it was impossible to see the situation on the river surface.

A gust of wind blew, bringing the mist to the shore, and Yang Xiao and others were immediately in the country in the clouds, their vision was obscured, and the surroundings were foggy for a while.

Suddenly, Yang Xiao realized that something was wrong. He could only see Mi Shu and Sui Chengguo within his sight, and the rest disappeared in the mist.

"Tong Han?" Mi Shu shouted to the surroundings.

After a moment, a figure emerged in the mist, "How are you, where are the others?" Mi Shu walked towards the figure.

But the next second, she was caught up by Yang Xiao and Sui Chengguo, and the three of them kept retreating, "Don't make a sound." Sui Chengguo warned in a low voice.

At this moment, Mi Shu also realized that something was wrong. The figure in the mist seemed motionless, but in fact it was approaching them in a very strange way. In just a few blinks, the distance between them was shortened by half.

But even if the distance was close, they still couldn't see each other's appearance clearly, and even the most basic height and body shape were very vague.

Yang Xiao made a prompt decision and immediately gave up looking for teammates. He rushed to the river first to find a boat. Anyway, they would all get on the boat in the end. As long as the remaining people were still alive, they would definitely meet there.

Following the direction in their memory, they quickly found one of the boats. After checking it closely, there was no one on the boat and the black sail was empty. But just as they were discussing going to another boat to take a look, suddenly, the boat started and headed towards the river.

The three of them jumped onto the boat without thinking. At the same time, a chain that had been submerged in the water also surfaced. One end of the chain was tied to the bow, and the other end extended forward into the gray-white mist. Yang Xiao and the other two understood that the two boats should be connected by a chain, and they were being towed by the other boat.

It seemed that Tong Han and the others had encountered the same thing as himself, and made the same choice, running to find a boat first.

Except for the sound of water breaking under the boat, there was almost no other sound on the river. The surrounding fog was filled, and their boat seemed to be sailing in the Styx. The similar feeling reminded Yang Xiao of the first nightmare mission, the lake in the Feng family mansion.

"Brother Chu, your...your pocket!" Sui Chengguo beside him seemed to have discovered some terrifying scene,

his eyes widened.

Yang Xiao took the pocket on his back in front of him, and the next second, he was also stunned. He saw that the stone inside had grown bigger again, and now it was the size of a football.

But the pocket did not become heavier at all. To be precise, it was still like nothing was in it.

Yang Xiao was a little panicked now. He had a bad feeling in his heart. As if to verify something, he stretched out his fingers to touch the surface of the "football" a little bit. After a moment, his heart skipped a beat. His guess came true. He touched some strange and regular bulges. The touch was a little soft, similar to the texture of leather. He understood that it was a face of an animal that had been sewn on.

The bag contained the head of the ghost monk!

No wonder he only saw the headless shadow of the ghost monk through the curtain of the temple before leaving. That was because while they were drunk, the ghost monk took off his head and put it in this bag. And they were taking the ghost monk's head back to Dujia Village tonight.