Nightmare Apostle

"Come out!!" Yang Xiao's hands and feet were cold and stiff, and he could not move easily. He could only bang his head against the door, which made a loud bang.

But his hearing and vision were not affected. Through the door, he could clearly hear the chaotic footsteps coming from the room. If he was sleeping well in the middle of the night and suddenly encountered such a thing, he would be scared.

There were footsteps behind the door, but the door was not opened. Yang Xiao knew that it must be Jiang Qingluan, but he didn't have time to explain to her now.

The door of his room not far behind him was also banging. The ghost was about to come out.

He had to force Jiang Qingluan to let her know that he was a real person, not a ghost. In addition... if he didn't help, then everyone would be finished.

"Think it through. It doesn't matter if I die, but Nalan Shuo and Xiang Fengchen are also in the courtyard. If they are finished, can you guys get out alive?" Yang Xiao roared in a low voice. This was not a threat, but a statement of merit.

Without further hesitation, Yang Xiao could not raise his hands, so he raised his head and used his mouth to tear off the door god on the door. He was not joking with Jiang Qingluan. He was saving his own life and Director Nalan's life, and at the same time, he was saving the lives of all the remaining people, including Jiang Qingluan!

Jiang Qingluan was a wise person. Xiang Fengchen personally recognized her as the leader of the younger generation. Yang Xiao knew that she was hesitant because she was not sure whether she was a human or a ghost outside the door. If she was determined to be a human, then she had no reason not to take action.

And ghosts were unlikely to dare to tear off the door god, so this was also a way to prove their identity, and it was the most direct and brutal way.

"Tear one by one"

There was a sound of paper being torn off the door bit by bit. At this moment, the door that determined life and death finally opened in front of Yang Xiao. The warm candlelight reflected on Yang Xiao's face, but before he could be happy, he was kicked to the ground by a side kick.

This kick was swift and accurate, hitting Yang Xiao in the chest, almost suffocating him. Then, in Yang Xiao's confused vision, he saw Jiang Qingluan, who was biting a half-incense stick in her mouth, rushing out first, without even looking at him who was lying on the ground, and staring at the direction behind him.

That was the direction of his room, and the door was knocked open with a "bang". At the same time, Jiang Qingluan, who was quick to move, had already taken Chang Chuchu with him. In front of Yang Xiao, each of them took off a door god painting, held it in their hands, and respectfully placed it in front of them. The two stood in a row, leaving almost a door in the middle, and walked towards Yang Xiao at the same time.

Chang Chuchu also had a stove incense stick in her mouth. At this moment, there was a red palm mark on her left cheek, her eyes were red, and she was crying.

I think Jiang Qingluan also spent a lot of effort to persuade Chang Chuchu to cooperate with her actions.

In a trance, Yang Xiao saw that the incense in the two people's mouths burned very quickly, and it was visibly shortening. The diffused incense mist did not float straight up, but turned strangely, as if attracted by some force, and all went into the door god statue.

Door gods are also gods, and they also need to eat incense, but at this speed, the incense in the mouths of the two people will burn out in five minutes at most.

But at this moment, Yang Xiao could not do anything. He picked up the incense that fell on the ground and stuffed it into his mouth. It belonged to him.

Now there was only a little bit left, less than two centimeters, and the incense head was faintly shining with dark red light.

"Pah."

"Pah."

"Pah."

The ghost's footsteps kept getting closer, and Yang Xiao could even feel the approaching chill behind him, but just a few meters away from him, it suddenly stopped. Turning his stiff neck as much as possible, Yang Xiao saw that the ghost stopped in front of Jiang Qingluan.

To be precise, it stopped a little bit in front of Jiang Qingluan and Chang Chuchu, about less than three meters.

The two risked inviting the door god, and it was this genuine door god that blocked the ghost.

However, it was only temporary. The closer to the ghost, the more incense the door god absorbed. The incense that could originally last for five minutes could now only last for less than three minutes at most.

Once the incense was cut off, today would be a complete dead end.

Although the ghost was blocked by the door god, it was just blocked. The ghost stood for a moment, suddenly turned around, and walked to the other side, as if to avoid the door god's front and kill people from another direction. Fortunately, Jiang Qingluan and Chang Chuchu reacted quickly and cooperated tacitly. They changed their movements as a whole and aimed the two door gods at the ghost again.

"Hiss--"

But as the movement changed, a large part of the incense in her mouth was burned.

"Observe--"

The female ghost suddenly turned around, as if she had changed her target, and walked straight in another direction, which was the direction of the wellhead. Because the distance was a bit far, Yang Xiao only realized at this moment that the dark red light spot in front of Nalan Shuo's face had disappeared, and his incense was extinguished.

There was still a little bit of Xiang Fengchen left, but he was barely surviving, and could only hold on for half a minute at most. If Yang Xiao hadn't led the ghost away in advance, the incense of the two of them would have burned out long ago. The closer the ghost was, the faster the incense burned.

The ghost went back to find Director Nalan. It was obvious that Nalan Shuo wanted to struggle, but his body didn't allow it. His two feet seemed to be fixed in place.

At the critical moment, Jiang Qingluan and Chang Chuchu quickly followed and used the door gods to force the ghost back, but this was only a stopgap measure.

To be honest, even if Jiang Qingluan and the other two wanted to escape now, it was too late. Looking through the door, they saw that the room of the two was filled with mist. Not far behind the door, a well was quietly lying in the corner.

In Nalan Shuo's gaze, Yang Xiao saw a trace of urgency, which also made Yang Xiao realize that tonight was not a dead end. Director Nalan should still have a way, but because he was restricted, he could not escape and use it.

At this time, he was at the end of his strength, and Jiang Qingluan and Chang Chuchu were also restrained. After Nalan Shuo glanced at Yang Xiao, he turned his head little by little with difficulty and looked in the other direction.

Yang Xiao immediately understood that it was Zhang Songde's room on the far right. Zhang Songde was probably dead, but the remaining two people might not be. Now they were in urgent need of help.

"Dead man, come out!" Yang Xiao took the incense from his mouth and shouted at the top of his voice to the room where Fang Zhou was: "Fang Zhou! Come out and help!"

He really couldn't trust Lou Huiyang, an evil cultivator from the Black Buddha Mother Cult. Even if the other party heard about it, he might not be willing to help. His biggest chance was to persuade Fang Zhou.

And the fact was indeed as he expected. At this moment, Lou Huiyang in the room looked nervous and his body was shaking slightly. He looked directly at the Ark opposite, with a trace of hesitation and fear in his eyes, "What...what should we do?"

Originally, he didn't have much respect for Ark. After all, this person's youthfulness was easy to see, but after what happened before,

His view of Ark changed greatly. You must know that the first person to look out was Ark, but he was fine. The second person to look out, Zhang Songde, was targeted by ghosts and died miserably.

There must be some theory here, either the Ark pretended to be a pig to eat the tiger, or... the broken armor of the tortoise played a role. Think about it more deeply, there were four people out, why did the old beggar give him the tortoise armor? Is this another coincidence?

After experiencing these things, Lou Huiyang no longer dared to underestimate this young man. At the critical moment of life and death, he decided to listen to this young man's opinion.

"Ark, come out and help!!"

When he heard Yang Xiao calling him outside, Fang Zhou no longer hesitated. He opened the door and rushed out. When Lou Huiyang saw this, he gritted his teeth and followed closely.

"Brother Yang, how are you?" Fang Zhou ran to Yang Xiao's side.

"Leave me alone, go help Director Nalan! Go quickly!"

Fang Zhou turned around and ran, avoiding the ghost, and ran to Nalan Shuo, but he soon discovered that Nalan Shuo, like Xiang Fengchen, could not move or speak. Nalan Shuo kept looking down. , until Fangzhou tried to pull out the only small piece of incense left in his mouth.

The incense has burned out, and a small piece of my lips has been burned.

As the incense was pulled out, Nalan Shuo seemed to finally be able to breathe normally. His body went limp and he almost collapsed to the ground. Fang Zhou subconsciously wanted to help him, but Nalan Shuo grabbed him and said, "Don't move, don't ...Don’t move me!”

Lou Huiyang on the side followed suit and took out the broken incense from Xiang Fengchen's mouth. Xiang Fengchen was in worse condition than Nalan Shuo. His face was as pale as paper and his eyes were blood red. He was staring at the big celadon bowl on the ground and the well water in it. It's about to leak.

"Come here, stand...stand where I am." Without waiting for Lou Huiyang to react, Xiang Fengchen pulled him to his feet. The next second, he suddenly felt a dark wind blowing from the mouth of the well, instantly making him move. Not afraid.

At the same time, an unprecedented fear spread from the bottom of his heart, as if he was locked by some kind of terrifying existence.

He would die, he was almost certain, and soon.

On the other side, Nalan Shuo also pulled Fang Zhou over and put him in his position. With his hands free, Nalan Shuo and Xiang Fengchen limped toward his room. This scene made Lou Huiyang's blood surge. He didn't expect that these two old guys escaped directly.

It's okay now. He was tricked into dying by a stupid young man and became a scapegoat for others. This is so stupid!

"Crack."

"Crack."

"Crack."

There were dull footsteps behind him, and the ghost was coming. Lou Huiyang's scalp went numb instantly. He could feel that the ghost was coming for him.

Tonight, these two positions are the key and the most dangerous. Their priority is higher than everyone else.

However, the ghost's movements also became slower, and it felt like it was determined to eat him and give him the greatest fear and torture before death.

The feeling of waiting to die is devastating, and now he is a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Xiang Fengchen, who was walking faster, stumbled into the room. Soon, the sound of smashing things could be heard in the room.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The voice was deep and muffled, and an ominous premonition enveloped everyone in the courtyard. If Xiang Fengchen died in the room, today's situation would probably be annihilated.

Only Nalan Shuo seemed not to have heard it and trudged to the "door" painted with incense. Under everyone's shocked eyes,

He used force to peel off the ghost door god on the left.

Then came the figure on the right, with one hand and one hand. At this moment, a strange scene happened. Nalan Shuo's originally pale face turned pale green, his body trembled slightly, and his two arms did not seem to be lifting two pieces of paper, but rather After picking up the heavy object, the expressions of the two ghost door gods became more and more weird, and the blue scales covering their clothes began to spread and crawled onto their bodies and faces.

The two ghost door gods are transforming in the direction of ghosts, the divinity in their bodies is gradually fading, and the ghost side is desperately growing.

It was at this moment that the crashing sound in the room disappeared, and then a figure stumbled out, with blood dripping from his body.

Xiang Fengchen came directly to Nalan Shuo's side and raised his bloody left hand, which was missing a middle finger. At this moment, he was holding that middle finger in his hand, and used the bloody broken finger to hit the eyes of the ghost gate god.

The blood on the fingertips of the middle finger, along with the blood on the tip of the tongue, the blood between the eyebrows, and the blood on the heart, are known as the four precious bloods for exorcising evil spirits. Xiang Fengchen directly broke a middle finger this time, and it seemed that he was gambling with his life. This scene also gave Yang Xiao a deep shock.

Covering the eyes of the ghost gate god with the blood on the fingertips, the alienation of the ghost gate god was temporarily interrupted. Xiang Fengchen reached out and grabbed a ghost gate god, and stood in a row with Nalan Shuo, just like Jiang Qingluan and Chang Chuchu, offering the door gods and sending them out.

However, the actions of Nalan Shuo and Xiang Fengchen were simpler and more brutal. At the same time, what they sent was different from the genuine door gods of Jiang Qingluan and the others. What they wanted to send was a ghost.

The two moved in unison, and their cooperation was seamless. Yang Xiao also realized at this moment that the bond between the two might be deeper than he thought.

As the ghost gate god was dotted with blood, the female ghost was instantly attracted, gave up everyone, and chased after Nalan Shuo and the other two.

The dull footsteps became faster and faster, and the direction of Nalan Shuo and Xiang Fengchen's actions was unexpected, which was the direction of the courtyard gate.

Yang Xiao clearly remembered that Xiang Fengchen had said that with the two precious human skin door gods here tonight, not to mention people, even ghosts could not leave through the courtyard gate.

The ghost gate god in his hand seemed to have a fatal attraction to the female ghost, who almost chased after him step by step. Fang Zhou watched the female ghost pass by him, and his breathing stopped in fear. The feeling was like a cold blade scraping against his skin, but the female ghost did not look at him or Lou Huiyang opposite, and just walked straight past stiffly.

After arriving at the gate, Nalan Shuo and Xiang Fengchen stood on both sides, turned around, leaned against the gate wall, and lifted up the ghost gate god, as if their bodies were two doors.

Viscous blood kept flowing from the eyes of the ghost gate god. The female ghost shook her bloated body, walked to the door step by step, raised her left hand, and knocked on the door in the air.

This was more like some kind of ritual, and after knocking seven or eight times, the female ghost moved again, moved her stiff legs, and walked out of the gate.

At the moment when the body left the gate, everyone heard a sound, "Ka!" It was a very wide and thick knife chopped down.

A picture instantly emerged in Yang Xiao's mind. It was a huge black knife with a thick back, and it was used with all its strength.

The guillotine in the hands of the human skin door god.

At the same time, a terrifying scene was playing out outside the courtyard gate. The ghost girl's body was shaking more and more, and it was getting more and more exaggerated, as if the upper and lower parts of her body were spliced ​​together, until the next second, the upper part of her body broke backwards and fell heavily to the ground.

However, the lower part of her body seemed to be unable to feel it, and she continued to move forward, with cold and stiff steps, until she disappeared into the night.

There was a dead silence in the courtyard. Fang Zhou stared blankly at the empty courtyard gate, where only half of a disgusting rotten corpse was left, and there was nothing else.

The incense stick under his feet finally burned out, and the last trace of fragrant mist came out, as if an old man who was about to die exhaled the last breath in his throat, and the large celadon bowl also completely cracked at this moment, and the tortoise shell rolled to the ground.