Nightmare Apostle

"Master Xuanli, you are much later than the agreed time. Do you need to reconsider the play tonight?" Butler Liu is a cautious person.

Master Xuanli raised his palms in front of him, lowered his head and chanted the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, I am merciful. It was not because the nun deliberately delayed it, but he really encountered some troubles."

"I had a grudge against this evil spirit because I helped the noble family. Not long ago, this evil spirit ambush me on a rainy night. Fortunately, with my Buddha's protection, I was able to avert the danger."

Hearing this, Master Feng put down the wine glass in his hand and bowed to Master Xuanli, "Thank you, Master, for your help. Master, don't worry. Everything will be arranged as you said tonight. As soon as Xu Shi passes, he will open his belly and take out his son, and welcome me to Feng." Family blood, Master is compassionate, and his merits are immeasurable!”

When Butler Liu saw this, he also agreed, "Master, my master said that after tonight's matter, he will donate 3,000 taels of snowflake silver to repair the precious land Cifu Temple, and donate another 1,000 taels of silver as blessing and wisdom incense. , I hope Master will recruit many disciples and benefit the world.”

Master Xuanli was neither sad nor happy, rather like a master. She nodded slightly and said, "Thank you, noble man. The noble man and the poor nun have been friends for more than ten years. I remember that when the old master was still alive, he often went to this temple to meet the poor nun. The nun studied the Dharma, helped to increase the incense, and blessed the noble family with good deeds for three generations. It is well known that the nun can survive this disaster today, which is due to fate and not the merit of the poor nun. "

"Hahaha, Master, don't be humble, hurry up, bring the fruits and vegetables prepared for Master!" Facing Master Xuanli, Mr. Feng was very enthusiastic.

Hearing this, Yang Xiao and the others felt their hearts tremble. Master Xuanli and Master Feng's family have known each other for a long time. It seems that she is the initiator of the Feng family's affairs. There is no such thing as the so-called secret technique of fragments. It was all the idea given by this old nun!

Mr. Feng was in a very good mood today. He ate meat and drank heavily. His originally pale skin turned rosy. His mood was so high that he was so high that the twilight old man judged the two of them. Yang Xiao was secretly suspicious. Hearing Mr. Feng himself say that he had taken Xuan Xuan. The elixir given by Mrs. Li, but what kind of elixir has such effect?

And since Master Xuanli sat down, Yang Xiao gradually had an indescribable strange feeling, as if something had changed in the area.

Inadvertently glancing at Kuang Hongyi, Yang Xiao noticed that he also frowned slightly, seeming to have noticed something.

Facing the plate of fresh fruits that Butler Liu personally brought to her, Master Xuanli couldn't refuse, so she picked up an apple and brought it to her face symbolically. After looking at it, she didn't eat it and put it back later. At the same time, he said: "Tonight, poor nuns need to be wary of evil spirits. It is inconvenient to eat. Thank you very much, Butler Liu, for your kindness."

"It's not in the way, it's not in the way." Butler Liu placed the fruit plate in the middle of the wine table, allowing others to take it.

Master Feng, Master Xuanli, and Butler Liu were chatting happily, but no one paid any attention to Yang Xiao and the others, as if they didn't exist. The reason was very clear after thinking about it. They were the scapegoats brought by the Master, and now things were about to happen. If solved, the scapegoat would be useless. On the contrary, the three of them knew that there were too many scandals in the Feng family, and they became a burden.

The martial artist surnamed Zhao and several people dressed as guards were sitting at the table closer to the hall door. They hardly ate much food and wine. They were sitting there guarding the door, just waiting for Master Feng to give an order when the time came. He rushed over and hacked the three of them to death, killing them and silencing them.

The babbling singing sounds echoed in the ears, and the drama was about to reach its climax. The red lantern behind the white cloth was swaying, presumably to imitate the sinking of the Bohu ship.

This scene matched the sound of wind and rain outside, and it was a perfect fit for the occasion. The female opera singer's singing voice behind the white cloth also changed, revealing a sense of sadness at the injustice of fate, as if it brought them back to that night in the past.

Kuang Hongyi, who had been motionless, suddenly stood up, brought the plate of fresh fruits to him with a smiling face, picked up the peach, took a bite, and said to himself: "Haha, it's so sweet, don't just listen to the show, Brother Chu." , Miss Su, you...you should eat too! Mr. Feng’s kindness must not be let down.”

Kuang Hongyi seemed to have suddenly thought about it. He should eat and drink, but Su Tingting was not in the mood to eat. The lives of the three of them had already entered a countdown.

The key is that she can't see where the exit is. There is a martial artist guarding the door, and there are several guards nearby who are watching eagerly.

As for her godfather, she had probably figured it out. The person who harmed her had nothing to do with Mr. Kuang Hongyichu, and was probably the Master Xuanli of unknown origin.

Xuanli is her Buddhist name, and her secular name is probably Yang. She planned all of this for the Feng family, this hypocritical fake nun!

Just die. At least she knows that there are ghosts in this world. She will be very resentful after her death. She will definitely come back to seek revenge from Master Feng and the fake nun Xuanli. Maybe she can join forces with Sister Chun. By the way, Chu Sir should be there at that time!

Yang Xiao naturally didn't know what was going on in Su Tingting's mind. He only had one life to live and he would not give up easily. He saw Kuang Hongyi holding a peach in one hand and an apple in the other hand to take a bite. Yang Xiao clearly remembered that this apple was exactly The one that Master Xuanli took.

The next second, Kuang Hongyi frowned, and then he calmly placed the apple he had taken a bite of next to Yang Xiao's wine glass, then went to pick up other fruits to eat, and gave some to Su Tingting.

Yang Xiao immediately understood and took advantage of the time to pick the fruit. He picked up the apple and took a bite. With just one bite, the hairs on Yang Xiao's back stood up.

This apple has no flavor and tastes like chewing wax.

He recalled the night when they watched the ghost show. The old man who assigned them the task had said that ghosts only eat the taste, that is, the essence of food. Food eaten by ghosts cannot be seen from the outside.

"Master Xuanli is a ghost!"

Even though there were storms in his heart, Yang Xiao's face remained calm. It seemed that Kuang Hongyi also found that Master Xuanli was not right.

Pretending to miss, Yang Xiao "accidentally" knocked off the teacup lid at hand. While bending down to pick up the cup lid, he tilted his head to observe Master Xuanli's feet from under the table.

The pair of embroidered shoes that were tightly together were soaked, and a large pool of water appeared under Xuanli's feet.

The light was dim, and Yang Xiao could only look very carefully. With the reflection of the water, he suddenly found that Xuanli's feet in the water were actually reversed, with the toes of the shoes facing backwards and the heels facing forward.

After a moment of distraction, Yang Xiao immediately stood up, pretending that nothing had happened. But when he raised his head, the abbot Xuan Li had disappeared, and Master Feng and Steward Liu had also stopped eating and drinking and were staring at him.

Su Tingting's rapid breathing made Yang Xiao's back cold. He turned his head stiffly and saw Su Tingting looking behind him.