Nightmare Apostle

The layout on the second floor is relatively simple. Yang Xiao found another bedroom here. The bedding in the bedroom was very clean. It could be seen that it had been replaced recently. In addition, the doors and windows were in good condition with no signs of damage. He opened the window and pointed the probe outward. Look, there is a small garden below, with a layer of soft fallen leaves piled on it.

Yang Xiao is very satisfied with this bedroom. The door can be locked at night, and in case of danger, he can also jump out of the window to escape.

According to his current skill, as long as he pays some attention, jumping from this height will not cause serious harm.

Sitting on the bed, Yang Xiao slowly let out a breath. He gave the newspaper to Monk Wukong in the taxi. Now he only has his mobile phone with him and some money in his pocket.

Time passed by, and Yang Xiao remained vigilant at all times. Until ten o'clock at night, he called Fei Rou according to the number stored in his mobile phone. The other party answered in a timely manner. After hearing that there was no problem with Yang Xiao, the other party asked Fei Rou. Pay attention to safety and hang up.

"I hope everything goes well tonight...:..." Yang Xiao clutched the phone in his hand, always paying attention to what was going on downstairs.

Throughout the night, Yang Xiao barely closed his eyes until the sky turned white, but he never heard any strange sounds.

It's very quiet downstairs.

In any case, the night was finally passed safely.

It wasn't until 7 o'clock in the morning that Yang Xiao opened the locked door and walked downstairs. All his previous arrangements were there, intact, and the door was still tightly closed.

After locking the door of the villa, Yang Xiao came all the way to the gate of the community. Monk Wukong and Ju Juan were already waiting here. Seeing Yang Xiao coming out safe and sound from a distance, Ju Juan finally let go of her hanging heart and waved. Say hello to Yang Xiao.

"Mr. Chu, are you okay?" Ju Juan asked enthusiastically, while looking up and down to see if he was injured or... something was wrong.

"Don't look, I'm serious. Nothing strange happened last night." Yang Xiao could see through the other person's thoughts at a glance.

"Almsgiver Chu, auspicious people have their own destiny." Monk Wukong had a rare smile on his face, and he clasped his hands respectfully.

"Thank you, Master Wukong, for your blessing." Yang Xiao clasped his hands in return. After a few words, his stomach growled with hunger. He had been tense all night long.

The three of them came to the breakfast shop on the opposite street. In order to take care of Master Wu Kong, Yang Xiao sat down and ordered two drawers of plain stuffed buns.

But when it was Monk Wukong's turn to order, something that surprised Yang Xiaojujuan happened. Monk Wukong had a serious face, clasped his hands to the proprietress who was holding the menu folder, and first recited the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, please give me The poor monk will serve a portion of hoof flower soup, two trays of beef buns, and cut into larger pieces of soy sauce beef, and the poor monk will pack it up and take it away."

The landlady looked at the scar on Monk Wukong's head, and then turned to look at Yang Xiao and Yang Xiao. Her eyes clearly regarded the three of them as a group of liars.

After the female boss left, Ju Juan couldn't help but asked in a low voice: "Aren't you monks all vegetarians?"

"Monks are vegetarians, but poor monks are not vegetarians." Monk Wukong said frankly.

"Hiss—" Yang Xiao smashed it. There was an edge in what the monk said. It was a double entendre. Maybe this guy really has two tricks up his sleeve.

But he was not sure whether this guy was playing tricks here, so taking advantage of the beef buns being served, Yang Xiao asked with a smile: "Master Wukong, what if... I say what if, today at this table are the Buddha and you?" If we eat together and only have this drawer of meat buns, both Buddha and you will be very hungry. Whoever eats will survive, and whoever doesn’t eat will starve to death.

So do you think this meat bun should be given to you or to Buddha? "

"Anything is okay." Monk Wukong grabbed a meat bun, stuffed it directly into his mouth, chewed it, and took time to drink the mouth and foot flower soup.

Yang Xiao frowned, "How do you explain this?"

The monk put down the soup bowl without wiping the soup from the corners of his mouth. He clasped his hands together and his expression became solemn for a moment.

He said to Yang Xiao:

"If he eats it, he becomes the Buddha. If I eat it, I am the Tathagata."

Yang Xiao's hand shook and his chopsticks almost fell to the ground. He didn't dare to ask any more questions and continued to eat with his head down, thinking that the monk was crazy.

But before the meal was finished, Yang Xiao's cell phone rang. It was Zhang Man who opened it. After the call was connected, Zhang Man's voice was urgent,

Ask Yang Xiao and the others to come to the hotel immediately.

Something happened...

But even in such a hurry, Monk Wukong did not forget his sauced beef. After wrapping it, he put it together with the plastic lunch box.

All stuffed into pockets.

The three took a taxi and rushed to the hotel. Zhang Man asked them to go directly to room 9018, which was also the place where Sha Meihui died many years ago.

When they arrived, there were already many people standing in the corridor outside the door of 9018, including Jin Shun and a group of three, plus Zhang Man and the lost Wen Chongxian.

The door was still closed, but Yu Dagui was nowhere to be seen.

"What's going on?" Yang Xiao pressed forward and asked.

"Yu Dagui said last night that he was here to watch the first night, but the two of us came to see him in the morning. No one answered the door, and we listened close to the door. There was no movement at all." Zhang Man quickly introduced the situation, "But I called him and the phone rang in the room!"

Yang Xiao took a deep breath, so that the situation became clear. The person was probably in trouble. Aqiang used a bent wire and after several attempts, he opened the door. Everyone walked into the room cautiously. The next second , a scene in the bedroom appeared before his eyes.

Yu Dagui was seen curled up on the bed in an extremely weird posture, his body stiff, his eyes wide open, and his hands pushing outwards hard, as if trying to push something away.

He died. Yang Xiao did not expect that the first person to die would be this guy who claimed to have completed three missions.

Lian Jinshun walked forward and quickly checked Yu Dagui's body. His movements were very professional. After a few minutes, he slowly stepped back, stared at the body on the bed, and said in a low voice: "There is no external injury on the body. He was scared to death."

Everyone's heart was inevitably pressed by a big stone. What kind of thing could scare an old player like Yu Dagui to death?

"Don't move." Lian Jinshun reminded, turned his head and looked at Yang Xiao, "Brother Chu, you and I will check the scene,

The rest of you don't move."

This Lian Jinshun's eyes are really vicious. Yang Xiao thinks he should have seen that he has a good foundation. The two checked everywhere in the room, the bathroom, the closet, and under the bed. Until the end, when they approached the window and pulled open the curtains, Lian Jinshun suddenly said "Hmm?"

Yang Xiao rushed over upon hearing the news, only to see Lian Jinshun staring at the ground, which was on the other side of the bed.

Because it was very close to the window glass, it formed an imperceptible visual blind spot, and at this moment a bloody footprint appeared there.

To be precise, it was a shoe print, left by a high-heeled shoe, with the tip of the shoe facing Yu Dagui, who was lying dead on the bed.