Nightmare Apostle

It was inconvenient to bring a man with him, so Yang Xiao found a rope to tie him up, gagged him, and threw him into the mirror world.

Yang Xiao did not intend to kill the man before he fully understood his value. This man might be used as a bargaining chip to bargain with the head of the Shangmen Sect.

Before leaving, Yang Xiao planned to search Hao Laojiu's office again, maybe he could find some information about the Yuyuan Sect.

After stepping over the broken houses, Yang Xiao walked to the back door of the pawn shop in the yard. The back door was ajar, and Yang Xiao opened it with a gentle push.

"Squeaky-"

The door was half open, and it was a little dark inside. Only a few night lights were on, and the dim yellow light only covered a small area. The area further away in the hall on the first floor was still shrouded in darkness, with many deep black figures standing in the hazy darkness. Blurred outline.

These should be furniture, or some larger ornaments for decoration, but now these things give Yang Xiao a completely different feeling of strangeness, as if these black shadows can move at any time.

Standing outside the door, Yang Xiao didn't walk in for a long time. The indescribable weird feeling made him unconsciously vigilant.

It seems.: There seems to be something wrong.

Suddenly, Yang Xiao's eyes were fixed on the half-open door in front of him. The door opened inwards, but he clearly remembered that the door needed to be pushed outwards before.

This discovery immediately alerted him. He took three steps back with a "glare stare". He took out the ghost lantern without hesitation and pointed it at the house. The next second, the scene in front of him shocked him. He saw that the original white building had changed. ,

It turned into a dilapidated wooden house with a thatched roof and air leakage from all directions, and the original door became a dilapidated wooden door.

"It's really a cover-up. There are masters hiding around here!" Yang Xiao was horrified. At the same time, he saw a figure appearing in the wooden house.

The figure was dressed in cloth and had big braids on the back of his head. He was sitting at a wooden table with his back to him, shaking his head as if reading.

There is also an uneven wooden plaque hanging on the door of the dilapidated wooden house, with the word "shabby house" written in ink on it.

"Pah, pah, pah!"

There was a sound of applause behind him. Yang Xiaomeng turned around and saw 7 or 8 more figures in the yard. They were staring at him coldly at this moment, and the leader was applauding.

"That's great. You can actually see through my magic weapon. You are the first among the Li generation." The applauder was dressed in white and had a tall figure. He was holding a blue-covered thread-bound book in his hand, looking like a scholar. , but what really made Yang Xiao wary was the mask on this person's face.

On the right side of the mask, near the tip of the eyebrow, is a striking word "You". The person coming is actually an apostle of the "You" generation!

In addition to the scholar in white, there is an apostle in a mask with the character "Li" standing on each side of this person, and behind him there are five apostles with the character "Jiang".

The scholar glanced at the corpse on the ground and couldn't help but let out a "tsk" when he saw Master Cheng Huang's head smashed.

Praise: "Awesome, although this Master Chenghuang is from the Li generation, many of his methods are troublesome even for me, and he was killed by you like this. I am becoming more and more interested in you, who are you?" , give your name.”

"The unknown junior is not worth mentioning." Yang Xiao arched his hands to the scholar in white, and said politely in a hoarse voice: "In this vast world, everyone who comes is a guest, and everyone who meets you has a share. Since the seniors bumped into each other today, the juniors should take it as their own. As a courtesy, I will take one of the magic weapons from Master Cheng Huang and present it to you, senior, okay?"

The scholar in white slowly shook his head.

"I got a total of three treasures when I came here today. I give you three treasures today. Can you do it for me, senior?" Yang Xiao continued to ask.

Unexpectedly, the scholar in white still shook his head.

Yang Xiao took a deep breath, his attitude was no longer as submissive as it was at first, and he got straight to the point: "Senior, please let me know what you want."

"I want things, and so do you." The scholar in white said with a natural smile, "Since you can single-handedly take down Master Chenghuang, you must have as many good things as her. How can I throw away the watermelon and pick up the sesame seeds?"

"Although the things are good, they can hurt my hands. Besides, I had no grudges with my seniors in the past and have nothing to do with them these days. Why would seniors bother me, a junior?" Yang Xiao handed over his hand again. "Seniors are so noble today. I will definitely repay my kindness in the future."

The scholar in white sighed after hearing this, raised his hand and gently touched his temples, "It would be fine if I was in a good mood in the past. I would treat you like a fart and let go of a humble junior like you, but this time it won't work. I will accept it." You have to do something for people's peace of mind. If you kill my employer's whole family on my territory, and you still get away with it, how can I serve the public in the future? "

As soon as Yang Xiao said this, he understood that things were going to be difficult to resolve today. No wonder only one venerable person was sent for such an important transaction. It turned out that in this rogue town, the biggest backer of this stronghold was the Youzi generation in front of him. scholar in white.

"Because you are so sensible, I will reward you for committing suicide. I will hang your body at the door of this house tomorrow morning, which can be regarded as an explanation to the people behind the employer." The scholar in white waved his hand impatiently, "I I’m very busy, so hurry up.”

Hearing this, Yang Xiao suddenly looked behind the scholar in white and shouted: "Stop watching the show, why don't you take action!"

The scholar in white and others were stunned. While everyone was distracted, Yang Xiao pulled out the human bone stick and swung it at the scholar in white with all his strength.

The scholar in white reacted very quickly and avoided it with a dodge. But what he didn't expect was that the attack of the human bone stick had the effect of locking the target. After turning a corner, it hit him again, three times in a row. The scholar in white said "" , grabbed an apostle with the word resentment and blocked him in front of him. After the strange wave hit the apostle with the word resentment, his spirit was instantly emptied, and he collapsed to the ground, turning into a complete fool.

"What a treasure!" After pulling off the mask of the Apostle of Resentment for inspection, the scholar in white's eyes lit up. He had only heard of this kind of treasure that only hurt the mind but not the body, and this kind of treasure was only seen by those big shots. He couldn't afford to pick one out of his hands.

After missing a hit, Yang Xiao fell into a very passive situation. He also understood the dodge of the scholar in white just now.

It wasn't very hasty. The purpose of using people to block the attack was to test his attack methods, otherwise the attack wouldn't be able to hit him at all.

As the duration of the human bone stick's attack increased, its power also decreased. In fact, Yang Xiao had already lost his chance after the first stick missed.

The greed in the white-clothed scholar's eyes was visible to the naked eye, and he ordered his subordinates: "Don't take any action, guard the surroundings to prevent him from getting reinforcements. I will take care of him myself."

"Remember, even if he breaks out, don't hurt his life. If you capture him alive, I have something to ask." As if he felt unsafe, the scholar in white added another sentence.

At this moment, Yang Xiao was far away from the broken lens on the ground. He calculated the distance and planned to find an opportunity to rush over and use the soul-capturing mirror to escape. Facing a lineup of a Nether-level master and two Li-level apostles, he was not the best person in any case. opponent.

Ghost whisk is the last trump card and should not be used unless absolutely necessary.

"Boy, when I catch you, I will torture you. What you have on you is... really good." The scholar in white walked in slowly, then held up the ancient book with blue cover in both hands, and said loudly: "In the book The beauty is like jade, and the book has its own golden house!”

Yang Xiao didn't know why, but the next second, the intermittent sound of reading came from the shabby wooden house behind him, but the tone was cold and stiff, "The Tao can be Tao, it is very Tao, it can be named, it is very famous, it is nameless, heaven and earth In the beginning, there is a name, the mother of all things, so I always have no desire to see its wonders... A man has no fame and is deeply ashamed of it. He is looked down upon by others. He looks forward to the future when he will have a glorious career, be proud of the spring breeze, return to his hometown in rich clothes, and suffer the most hardships. To be a great person, I have a beam on my head and a needle on my butt, and I don’t care about the scholars like me!”

The next second, I saw the figure in the wooden house tying his braid with a hemp rope, wrapping one end of the rope around the beam, and hanging the big braid high.

But the scary thing was that Yang Xiao also felt his scalp tighten, as if a big braid had appeared on the back of his head and he was being hung up.

Then the figure in the wooden house took out a large awl from nowhere. It was gray and white, as big as a large screwdriver, and stabbed it on his thigh with a "pop".

Yang Xiao felt the same way at this moment, because he was also stabbed hard on the leg, and blood immediately flowed out.

If the opera robe hadn't offset part of it, the attack would have been deeper and more severe. Yang Xiao was also shocked by the attack method of the scholar in white.

Taking advantage of the gap when the white-clothed scholar was holding a book again, Yang Xiao grabbed the human bone stick and hit it twice. He didn't use much force, just to force this person back and gain a chance for his own escape. If they continue to fight to the death, the one who dies will definitely be. It's him.

Perhaps in order to test Yang Xiao's true strength, the scholar in white did not hide this time and took these two blows forcefully.

Unfortunately, the two sticks failed to knock the scholar back even a step. They just made him shake his head a little, and then said with a smile: "I see, that's good!"

"Use whatever means you have!" The scholar in white seemed to be very interested in Yang Xiao. He took out an inkstone from his clothes, threw it on the ground, and then read aloud: "Duanzhou's stonework is as skillful as a god, and it is as good as the sky. The knife cuts the purple clouds, the hug water fills the lips, and the cold blood stains of Changhong are secretly sprinkled!"

As the last lyrics came out, Yang Xiao felt his feet weaken and almost fell. Then in his shocked eyes, he saw that the ground was corroded by a strange force and turned into pitch black. Now he seemed to be standing on the same side. Inkstone in Taichung.

There was still ink left in the inkstone, and the dark ink submerged the insteps and reached Yang Xiao's calves. Only then could he stop.

Yang Xiao really felt fear at this moment, because the ink flooded everything, including the broken lenses in the courtyard, which directly cut off his escape route.

"I always have desires to observe the subtleties. These two have the same origin but different names. They are both called mysterious. Mysterious and mysterious, they are all wonderful things."

The sound of reciting in the study room behind him started again, and soon, Yang Xiao's heart tightened, as the other person read again, hoping to gain fame and return home in glory.

"Puff!"

"puff!"

The first sound came from the wooden house, and the second sound came from Yang Xiao. This time, the iron awl from unknown origin actually pierced his calf. Blood immediately poured out, and the severe pain made it difficult for him to stand. .

But it was not without gain. This time Yang Xiao at least saw an iron awl appearing out of thin air from behind. There was a pale and thin hand on the handle of the iron awl, and the back of the hand was stained with dots of ink.

It was the ghost in the bookstore who stabbed him, in a way he couldn't understand.

"Aren't you still willing to give up?" Not far from Yang Xiao, the scholar in white, who was also standing knee-deep in ink, asked, "If you continue like this, you will be miserable. Even I think that ghost's methods are cruel. I think You still....

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Yang Xiao took out the ghost lantern and poured his spiritual power into it. As the green flames of the ghost lantern became more intense, the green light actually dispersed the ink at his feet. The green and ink colors were intertwined and fighting, forming a circle around Yang Xiao.

Seeing this, the scholar in white said "" and couldn't help but say: "To be honest, I really can't bear to kill you. You have brought me enough surprises, but I must not let you go today. Otherwise, given time, even I may I won’t be your opponent.”

"Come here, I'll tell you a secret. After hearing it, you can decide whether to let me go." Yang Xiao covered his wound and struggled to hold on.

Hearing this, the white-clothed scholar laughed and slowly shook his head, "The secret is false, but it is true to lie to me. Let me guess, you must have a powerful magic weapon for close attack. I just saw a few of them." A body with a strange death shape,

The body seems to have been shattered by some kind of force. It must have been caused by the close-range magic weapon on your body. "

After the plan was seen through, Yang Xiao stopped talking nonsense. Not only did this scholar in white have superb skills, but he also had a first-class IQ. Even if he faced his overwhelming advantage, he would not take it lightly. Such a person is very difficult to deal with.

"Give it up. I have seen many talented people from all walks of life over the years, and there are many conspiracies and tricks. It is much more difficult to gain a foothold in this thieves town than you think." The scholar in white said in a voice. He smiled weirdly and picked up the book again.

"The book has its own beauty like jade, and the book has its own golden house!"

"You fucking deserve to die!" Yang Xiao cursed, and then he felt a pain in his abdomen. This time, the iron cone actually went up and pierced his abdomen directly.

There is no logic at all in the bookstore ghost's attacks. It all depends on his mood. Every time, he grabs Yang Xiao's hair first, making him unable to avoid it.

The ink under his feet is also constantly eroding the green light emitted by Yang Xiao's ghost lantern. The two forces are strangled together, which is very damaging to Yang Xiao's mental power.

Just relying on their mental strength, the two Yang Xiaos were no match for the white-clothed scholar. He couldn't defeat them, but turning around and escaping was even more idiotic. He felt keenly that he had been locked by the book ghost, and there were two more outside. The apostle of the Li generation looked at Dandan with a tiger eye.

Already in a desperate situation, Yang Xiao was heartbroken and was about to take out the fly whisk. Even if he died today, he would hold the scholar in white on his back and at least leave something on him. Just when Yang Xiao was about to fight for his life, suddenly, he The back of his hand brushed against something hard in his pocket.

It was a metal-cased rattling arrow.

A gift from the Taoist Priest.