Nightmare Apostle

"Brother Kuang is so kind!" Yang Xiao's words were full of admiration. Su Tingting finally breathed a sigh of relief and thanked Kuang Hongyi repeatedly.

The development of the matter was similar to what they had imagined. After Kuang Hongyi took the initiative to follow the servants to see Master Feng, someone came to inform them that Yang Xiao and Su Tingting could leave the house soon.

The process was similar to the last time. They still left through the side door. When they walked out of the alley, there was a carriage waiting on the street for a long time.

The coachman was an old acquaintance. He helped them open the curtain enthusiastically. It was this man who took them to Laoniuwan Ferry last time.

"My two masters, where are we going this time?"

Yang Xiao recalled what the old coolie told him and repeated: "Let's go to Lisi Hutong first."

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Unexpectedly, the groom was stunned for a moment after hearing the place name, then put down the whip, turned his head and asked with a smile on his face: "Master, did you remember it wrong?"

Yang Xiao slowly frowned, "What do you mean? You don't know this place?"

"No, sir, don't misunderstand me, I don't mean anything else, I know this place, but...but this Lisi Hutong is very messy, there are all kinds of people in it, porters, prostitutes, dog beaters, coolies, guests on the beams, miscellaneous actors, small gambling houses, all of which are inferior goods. We usually avoid that place, what are you...what are you doing there?" The groom seemed to be kindly reminding.

Yang Xiao didn't care whether it was messy or not, as long as this place was real, "Let's go find someone, ask a few words and leave."

"Okay, then you two sit tight." The groom didn't waste words, shouted and flicked the whip, and set off.

Su Tingting sat beside Yang Xiao. After the carriage started, she kept changing her posture, as if she couldn't sit still, "Can you be quiet?" Yang Xiao frowned.

Su Tingting looked bitter, and pointed at her buttocks with some embarrassment, saying in a low voice, "Yes...I am injured, and it hurts when the carriage bumps."

Yang Xiao remembered that when Su Tingting was possessed by evil spirits, he stabbed her several times with the sharp thorns on the candlestick, "Come over here, I have a cushion here."

The two of them changed positions, and Su Tingting calmed down. Yang Xiao lifted the curtain on the right side of the car window. There were many people outside, but most of them were just busy rushing on the road, giving people a feeling of being in a daze.

The vendors hawking on the street were also listless, but the barefoot beggars were full of energy. As long as they saw people coming to the street from a distance, and they were dressed decently, they would swarm around them, holding broken bowls and shouting loudly, singing their self-made begging pendants.

But the next second, an interesting scene appeared. When the beggars who were blocking the road saw the luxurious carriage they were riding in, they scattered like birds and beasts, hiding far away. They dared to look back only when they stood at the entrance of a far alley.

"These beggars never stop the carriage of the Feng family, right?" Yang Xiao asked.

The groom smiled twice and explained awkwardly: "These are the old rules set by Old Master Feng. Old Master... Old Master is kind-hearted and can't bear to see people suffer, so these beggars are also sensible and never bother him."

Su Tingting asked doubtfully: "But hasn't Old Master passed away for ten years?"

"Hehe, but Old Master's reputation is still there. These beggars may...may be used to it." The groom's explanation was a bit far-fetched, and Yang Xiao stopped asking. There was no point in making things difficult for a groom. Besides, the situation was already very clear. The name of Nan Batian was not called for nothing. Even if he had been dead for ten years, his power was still there. It can be imagined how arrogant and domineering Old Master Feng was back then.

Lisi Hutong was farther than imagined. The road was getting more and more remote. It was not until more than half an hour later that they finally stopped, "Two gentlemen, we're here."

After getting off the car, Yang Xiao and the others realized how bad this place was. Looking around, there were almost no complete tile houses. They were all some wooden houses that were pieced together, separated by old earth walls in the middle, and the stoves and other things were directly built outside.

The entrance of the alley was very lively. Many peddlers carrying shoulder poles were walking around the streets and hawking their goods. Some vendors simply piled the goods they wanted to sell on the ground. There were also small taverns and restaurants with flags hanging.

It was called a restaurant, but in fact it was just a few square tables lined up side by side. The furnishings were very shabby and could not be compared with those in the town.

However, the hawking, the noise, and the scolding with a strong regional dialect were intertwined with each other. This Lisi Hutong was much more lively than the town.

"My two lords, our carriage cannot enter this place. You two can go in. Be sure to pay attention to safety. Go quickly and come back soon." The horseman pointed to a shady place nearby, "I will wait for you nearby."

According to what the old coolie said, Yang Xiao found the third to last room on the west side of the alley. This place is worse than those wooden houses outside. It is a broken thatched house with several large cracks in the mud-paste wall. It is dark inside.

If you look closely, you can see a broken straw mat on the ground, a table and a chair. Other than that, there are some broken things.

"No one is at home." Su Tingting was a little disappointed. They had traveled for more than half an hour and came here specially for this son-in-law.

A broken pot was placed outside. The fire had gone out long ago. When you approached, you could see that there was still half a pot of paste-like things left in it.

Yang Xiao touched the edge of the pot with his hand. It was cold. The person had left for some time.

There was also an old water bag thrown next to the pot. The water bag was empty, but when it was opened, a strong smell of alcohol could be smelled.

Su Tingting also found some dirty and wrinkled things wrapped in oil paper near the stone bench nearby. When he got closer, he could smell the residual fragrance of medicine.

"It seems to be plaster." Yang Xiao nodded to confirm, but the plasters had all been used.

Su Tingting turned to look nearby. This house felt strange to him, but he couldn't tell what was strange. "Is this really where Mr. Yi lives? It's too shabby. Will you be raped?" ...That old coolie didn’t tell you the truth?”

Throwing away the plaster, Yang Xiao stood up and said, "No, this is the residence of the Yi son-in-law. These old water ghosts who have been naked in the river all year round have the habit of drinking alcohol to ward off the cold. When they get older, the cold and damp air enters their bodies. "Every time it rains on cloudy days, my bones will hurt, so I have to put on plaster to relieve it."

Turning around, Yang Xiao looked at the thatched house and raised his chin, "Don't you think this house is weird?"

Su Tingting nodded quickly, "Indeed, I feel weird too, but... I can't explain why."

"This house has no windows." Yang Xiao said bluntly.

Su Tingting's confused eyes suddenly became clear, "Yes, that's right! There is indeed no window, but why is that?"

"These old water ghosts worship the River Dragon King. It is said that the River Dragon King is an evil dragon that has not yet transformed into a dragon. Because it collided with a boat and bit people, it was punished to hide in the mud at the bottom of the river. It was punished to not see the light of day for eight hundred years and was not allowed to eat. As long as the fish dares to surface and be exposed to light, it will be counted again and locked for another 800 years. "

"And in order to honor the River Dragon King, a water ghost sneaked into the bottom of the river at night, woke up the River Dragon King, and brought home good wine and meat to entertain him. The River Dragon King was very happy. After eating and drinking, he came to this house People fell asleep, but when they woke up it was already dawn.”

"Jiang Dragon King didn't dare to see the light, so he could only hide in the house and wait until dark. As a result, the water ghost's little daughter was naughty and curious about what Jiang Dragon King looked like, so she took advantage of her father's unpreparedness and opened the window of Jiang Dragon King's house, letting in the sunlight. After entering the house, the River Dragon King was taken away, and the scales on one of his claws were peeled off as punishment, and then he was tied up and thrown back into the mud at the bottom of the river. "

"It is rumored that from then on, the Jiang Dragon King became jealous of people who had windows and believed that these people had bad intentions, so believers who asked for its blessing sealed the windows of their homes to express their absolute loyalty to the Jiang Dragon King."