Nightmare Apostle

Su Tingting was so frightened that Yang Xiao slapped her hard, "Run!"

Kuang Hongyi swung a chair and smashed it hard against the wooden window in the side room. If it didn't work, he would smash it again, not caring about the blood gushing from the wound on his shoulder.

Yang Xiao pulled out the axe tied to his back and chopped the connection between the wooden window and the wall. Finally, the two of them finally smashed the right window together. Kuang Hongyi jumped out first, and then pulled Su Tingting out.

Yang Xiao turned back for the last time as he flipped out, and just saw Chun Jie kneeling beside the twisted body of the second young lady with a trembling body. The next second, he swung his swollen and rotten hand and slapped the dead fetus on the ground into mud, with blood and flesh splattering in the air.

After escaping, the three people found that the whole Feng Mansion was in chaos, with ghost fog everywhere, screams, tearing sounds, and the sound of treading water. There were bursts of fire in the distance, as if a house was burning.

"Why...why would Sister Chun kill the Second Young Lady? That's her daughter!" Su Tingting's mind was still lingering on the horrific scene just now, the Second Young Lady's body exploded like a watermelon.

"Maybe it's because of that child, I just saw Sister Chun smash that child to pieces!" There were screams everywhere nearby, and Yang Xiao didn't know where to go for a while.

"Is it because that child is the flesh and blood of the Feng family?" Su Tingting's face was pale.

"What's the point of saying this now?" Yang Xiao looked at Kuang Hongyi, "Brother Kuang, where is the exit you said?"

Kuang Hongyi covered his shoulder, blood seeped through his fingers, "I don't know, I...I don't know, it should have appeared now, could it be...could it be that we are wrong?"

"Ah!! Save...Save me!"

The door of the hall was knocked open by a figure, but before he ran a few steps, the figure fell to the ground. Looking closely, it was the martial artist named Zhao who had followed them all the way.

At this time, Master Zhao was in a very bad state, with disheveled hair and the knife in his hand gone. He lay on the ground and struggled constantly, but he couldn't crawl away, as if he was imprisoned in place by some force.

"Don't pull me, let go! Let go!" Master Zhao turned around and yelled, the whole person had collapsed.

Yang Xiao suddenly noticed that Master Zhao's body was moving backwards little by little, and his left foot was gone. There was a pool of water on the stone steps, and there was something in the water, grabbing his left leg and dragging it in!

"Buzz~~"

Almost at the same time, a strange buzzing sound rang in the ears of Yang Xiao and the other two, and as this sound rang, the pupils of Kuang Hongyi, who had already fallen into despair, lit up, "Here it comes! Here it comes!!"

The next second, an indescribable feeling spread rapidly along the bottom of his heart, guiding Yang Xiao to look to the southeast, as if something different had appeared there.

"The exit is about to appear! Go, go quickly!"

Kuang Hongyi was excited and incoherent, leading the way.

The gray ghost fog nearby obscured everything, and visibility was only about 5 meters. Through the fog, the surrounding environment became distorted and unfamiliar. The roars and screams from time to time behind the fog were even more chilling. Tonight, Feng Mansion has completely become hell.

Although the three were in a hurry, they did not dare to walk too fast. They were about to escape. If they rushed forward and ran into those ghosts, they would die too unjustly.

"Be careful, pay attention to your feet, and don't step on the puddles." Yang Xiao lowered his voice to remind them that those things that harm people are drowned ghosts, and water is an important medium.

It's easy to say, but it was raining in the sky at this time, and the bumpy road surface was easy to accumulate water, which greatly limited the speed of the three.

The three kept walking in the southeast direction, but soon they realized that something was wrong. Since they left the gate of the side courtyard, they have never encountered any wall, and their feet have always been muddy dirt roads.

There are countless courtyards and corridors in Feng Mansion, how could this be possible?

Kuang Hongyi turned around, kept looking around, and whispered: "It's a ghost wall."

Yang Xiao also knew at this moment that they were trapped by the dirty things. In fact, there was no need to kill them. As long as they trapped themselves for a little longer, they would not be able to go back.

"Tick-tock."

A drop of rain fell on Su Tingting's face. Su Tingting would not notice this drop of rain in a normal state, after all, it was still raining at this moment.

But this drop of rain was different. It slid down Su Tingting's side face little by little. It was warm and had a sticky texture.

Su Tingting wiped it with her hand. Her fingers were slippery and a little sticky. Su Tingting looked up. Just this one look scared her legs.

"Up... Up!"

Hearing this, Yang Xiao and Kuang Hongyi immediately raised their heads and saw a corpse tied up by the feet and hung high. At this moment, it was facing down, staring at them with bloodshot eyes.

Along the corners of the corpse's grinning mouth, a sticky liquid continued to slide down.

It was Master Zhao Wu!

Drowned ghosts have the instinct to find a substitute. It seems that the newly dead Master Zhao Wu has set his sights on them and is unwilling to let them go.

"Keep your head down, don't look into his eyes." Yang Xiao was the first to retract his gaze and began to walk forward with his head down, while paying attention to avoiding the puddles under his feet, "Follow me closely."

The three of them walked with their heads down for a while, and when they felt that it was almost time, Yang Xiao was the first to raise his head, "hiss--" and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. Master Zhao Wu was still above his head, and what was more terrifying was that Master Zhao Wu's arms that drooped weakly seemed to be closer to them.

Yang Xiao had no doubt that as long as there was enough time, Master Zhao Wu's hands would definitely catch them.

What to do?

What exactly...what should I do to escape?

"Three... Ahem, are those three Fu Ke in front of you?" Suddenly, a very soft voice with a strong accent came from the mist.

Yang Xiao immediately recognized that the voice was very familiar. It seemed to be the groom who drove the carriage for them before. If he remembered correctly, his surname was Wu.

At this time, Yang Xiao could only act as a doctor, shouting into the mist: "Is it Brother Wu?"

"Oh, it's really...it's really you." Brother Wu's voice also sounded very scared, almost crying, "You...you must...don't raise your head! Never!" "

"Brother Wu, we are trapped and can't get out. Do you have any idea?" Yang Xiao asked anxiously, "It's not free of charge. We have money, a lot of money!"

"You...you are haunted by the hanged ghost, right...right above your heads. Don't raise your head. I'll come and give you a hand."

Then Yang Xiao and the others heard a rustling sound, which was getting closer and closer. "Can you see me?" Brother Wu asked.

Yang Xiao quietly waved his hand back, gesturing for the three of them to spread out. Only Yang Xiao stood still and said, "Can't you see..."

Before Yang Xiao could say the third word, he suddenly saw a pair of footprints on the ground in front of him, but no one could be seen. The toes of the footprints were pointed at him, heading straight for him.