Nightmare Apostle

"Closely burst into the sky...:

Bei Yiyi, a thin figure, sneaked out from behind the door. He stood at the door for ten seconds to make sure there was no one around, then he walked towards the rental house where Che Xuexiang was and put his ear against the door. eavesdrop.

At this moment, he didn't know that there was a figure slowly approaching him on the other side of the corridor.

By the time he noticed the footsteps, it was already too late. Before he could react, he was caught by a pair of big iron-like hands and walked around in a big circle. Lian Jinshun, who had come up from another safe passage, was staring coldly at this moment. Him, "Who are you?"

The thin and small man was frightened and subconsciously wanted to call for help, but Lian Jinshun didn't give him this chance at all. He covered his mouth with one hand and dragged the man with the other hand, dragging him into the half-open door. door to the room.

After entering, he quickly checked and found that only a man lived here. After tying the man behind his back to a chair, Lian Jinshun went to the corridor to listen for any movement. After finding nothing unusual, he locked the door, returned to the room, and sat in front of the man.

As soon as he entered the room, Lian Jinshun smelled a pungent smell. On the table, he found tinfoil paper and a small amount of white powder. Combined with the thin figure and sickly face of the man in front of him, Lian Jinshun was sure The other party is a poisonous insect.

"You and I have never met, why are you lying on the door and listening?" Lian Jinshun asked, staring at the man.

Although the man was frightened, he still gritted his teeth and said nothing. Even Jin Shun knew that ordinary torture methods were useless against such a guy, so he didn't waste any time and blew lightly on a small amount of white powder on the table. A lot of them were scattered in an instant. In the eyes of the man, this scene was more uncomfortable than killing him. His body struggled violently, his eyes were as red as blood, "What are you doing, you bastard? Stop it, stop it quickly!!"

"Don't tell me yet?" Lian Jinshun laughed, stood up, and picked up the white powder wrapped in tinfoil. "I'll go to the bathroom and flush all this away."

"No, don't! Give it back to me, please, give it back to me!!" The man cried bitterly and begged, "I will listen to you in everything!"

Lian Jinshun sat back after hearing this and said straight to the point: "Who asked you to spy on me?"

"Yes...it's Brother Lang. He also gave me these fans. He let me move in and kept an eye on your room.

All situations must be reported to him. "The man chose them all in just a few words.

"When did you move in?"

"Just... just this morning." The man said dejectedly.

After describing Brother Lang's appearance, Lian Jinshun determined that Brother Lang was the Monte man who had gone to the hotel several times to cause trouble for them.

"How do you contact me?" Lian Jinshun asked.

"Use...use a mobile phone. Brother Lang gave me a mobile phone, and it's...in my pocket, the right pocket of my coat." The man moved to signal.

Soon, Lian Jinshun found a mobile phone in the man's jacket pocket. There was a number stored in the mobile phone, and the note was Brother Lang.

Seeing this, Lian Jinshun smiled with satisfaction. He suddenly had a new idea and put away his mobile phone. He had no intention of untying the poisonous man, but patted the man on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Good brother, you are here Yes, I’ll stay here tonight.”

"ah?!""

The night was getting darker, and Yang Xiao was lying on the bed in the room, with his hands behind his head and staring blankly at the ceiling.

It was not him tonight. It was Monk Wukong's turn to stay vigil at the villa. When the two parted at the gate of the villa area not long ago, Monk Wukong smiled and commented that the meat buns on the street were average and asked Yang Xiao to treat him to another place tomorrow.

This monk didn't look like he was here to complete a task in Nightmare. He seemed to be on vacation. Everything was done with ease. Moreover, one of the three died today. The monk seemed very sure that the one who died would not be him.

Picking up the mobile phone on the pillow, Yang Xiao took a deep breath. He was now sure that there must be something wrong with the mobile phone, otherwise there would be no need for Sha Meihui to repeatedly emphasize the call.

But the problem now is that all three people who lived in the haunted house called at night, but only one died in one night. What taboo did this person violate?

He was now almost certain that the taboo monk had been found, but he refused to tell him, and Yang Xiao was reluctant to use force to question him.

If he really wants to take action, he may not be able to deal with this handsome monk. This guy is too deep in water to be an enemy.

Strangely enough, he felt no malice from the monk. The monk had done so deliberately when he took away his cell phone. At least judging from the results, he was safe that night.

"I hope I can treat him to breakfast tomorrow...:

Different from Yang Xiao's calmness, Wen Chongxian, who lives in the haunted house No. 9018 of the hotel, was completely panicked. He looked at the mobile phone on the table and almost collapsed emotionally.

I don't know what happened to my phone, but it won't turn on.

He did have a spare phone, which was left behind after Yu Dagui died on the first night, but Yu Dagui actually set a password for the phone.

He couldn't crack the password, so he couldn't use his cell phone, and he couldn't call "Fei Rou" to report that he was safe.

This is the most terrible thing!

Thinking of the ferocious looks of those men, Wen Chongxian's calves were trembling, not to mention that if he didn't call tonight, that...:.that ghost might come and kill him!

He wanted to leave the room and go to the hotel front desk for help, but he didn't dare to go out. After all, Aqiang left the room on the second night, and he died. He was also the only one among the three who left the room that night. What the hell? The bad thing is that ghosts choose to kill people.

Suddenly, Wen Chongxian thought that there was a hotel's landline phone in the room. He could call the hotel staff for help. But when he hurriedly grabbed it, he discovered that there was no sound from the microphone and the power indicator light was not on. The phone was broken a long time ago. .

With a "bah" sound, the microphone fell to the ground, and Wen Chongxian slumped on the bed as if he had lost all strength, with a look of despair on his face.

Standing by the window, Lian Jinshun looked out the window, tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.

Seeing that the man was upset, he locked the man in another small room. Not long ago, he asked the man to send a message to Brother Lang as agreed, reporting that a middle-aged man was staying in the haunted house tonight, and around 10 or 11 o'clock, he used He called "Fei Rou" on his mobile phone and told him that he was staying in the haunted house tonight and everything was normal at the moment.

Regardless of whether a ghost would appear in the rental house tonight, he was going to use Che Xuexiang as his scapegoat. If she survived tonight, that would be great, and he could use it again tomorrow night.

Time passed by, and Lian Jinshun subconsciously glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already 11:57 at night.

point.

Staring at the slender red seconds on the dial, Lian Jinshun suddenly felt a strong uneasiness in his heart.

It seemed as if something extremely terrible was about to happen.

He couldn't help but hold his breath. This was completely subconscious, but the next second, Lian Jinshun's pupils suddenly tightened.

"clatter."

He heard the sound of a shoe heel hitting the ground, which seemed to come from the end of the corridor. The sound was not loud and a little muffled.

"clatter."

"clatter."

"clatter."

Now Lian Jinshun heard clearly, his face changed instantly, and his body began to tremble unnaturally. It was the sound of high heels, and... and this thing was approaching in his direction.

He forced himself to calm down and reassured himself that this ghost was here to find Che Xuexiang, but soon, the last trace of luck was broken, and the high heels passed directly by the door of the haunted house where Che Xuexiang was, and finally stopped in front of his door.