Nightmare Apostle

Just when Yang Xiao was staring at the painting and had not yet recovered from the shock, the funeral procession suddenly changed direction.

He came straight to Yang Xiao, but at this moment, Yang Xiao's body seemed to be frozen and he couldn't move. He could only watch Master Feng and others approaching.

Their faces became more and more ferocious, and the corners of their mouths opened wider and wider, revealing their ugly gums, and their white teeth made people panic.

"Move quickly! Move quickly!"

Yang Xiao desperately gave orders to his limbs and watched as the funeral procession rushed over. Yang Xiao had no doubt that they would catch him and throw him into the coffin.

Finally, at the last moment, Yang Xiao regained some feeling in his arms and closed the door, but in the next second, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Huh "huh" Yang Xiao was lying on the bed, breathing heavily and tense. His head was empty at this moment, but fortunately the light above his head was on, and the surroundings were still familiar.

There was no funeral procession, no abandoned room, nothing, he was just lying on the bed and could hear the bar music coming from the window.

Cold sweat had already wet the pillow. Yang Xiao stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. But then, he froze. He turned his head mechanically and stared at his arms. He didn't know when he actually put on that costume. The clothes, and the side of the blue clothes, are the same as the one in the painting just now.

He jumped up in an instant, took off his clothes as quickly as possible, and threw them on the sofa. At this moment, he could no longer describe it as panic. His current mental state was only one step away from going crazy.

"Why is this happening?"

"Why did Ming Yi suddenly run up to me?"

"Also, Mr. Feng and his team were attending my funeral just now. The person in the painting was me, but it didn't look like me. What's going on?"

At least Yang Xiao can be sure that as long as he has grown up, he has never made such a solemn expression as if he was dead.

Yang Xiao's breathing suddenly became rapid, and he suddenly thought of what Kuang Hongyi said during the day, "Is it the so-called magnetic field that awakened this costume because my brain waves are at the same frequency as the magnetic field of this costume?"

At present, this should be the most reasonable explanation.

Can.. . But this is too dangerous. If you carry this kind of thing with you, let alone save your life, ghosts may suddenly wake up at any time.

Slowly, Yang Xiao calmed down. After thinking carefully, he came to the conclusion that someone among the apostles must know how to suppress the awakening of the Resentful Eye. Otherwise, let alone dealing with supernatural events, he would just come out and do it from time to time with the Resentful Eye thing he owned. Those apostles had long since collapsed.

And these questions can all be answered in the Patrol Office, provided that he successfully joins the job.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiao became more and more eager to join the Patrol Office, looking forward to using his meager strength to contribute to society.

At six o'clock in the morning, Yang Xiao packed up and put on new clothes. After hesitation, he still put on his backpack with the costume inside, and then went out to have breakfast.

After breakfast, Yang Xiao took the subway and went to the agreed-upon location. After all, the other party was a high-ranking director. Yang Xiao was very aware of being a future subordinate and was prepared to arrive early to leave a good impression on the leader. Nothing else. He wants to improve so much.

Choosing to meet at a flower shop, Yang Xiao guessed that the director must be a very romantic person, and Kuang Hongyi reminded himself that Director Nalan kept a low profile. Yang Xiao used the information he had to develop a story in his mind for the director he had never met. Profile.

She should be a business-oriented woman who is plainly dressed, quiet and introverted, pragmatic, able to bring a sense of oppression, and has strong business capabilities.

Age... To be able to achieve this position, you have to be 35 years old. Most likely, you have to be in professional attire, with sharp eyes and a windy walk.

I can arrive earlier, pick some flowers for Director Nalan, and put together a beautiful bouquet for her as a meeting gift.

But it was impolite to arrive too early. Yang Xiao showed up at the flower shop called Menggu 20 minutes early at 7:40.

Standing in front of the glass door of the flower shop, he could see the Lin'an District Police Station opposite when he turned around. But at this moment, Yang Xiao had no time to look around, he had already spotted his target.

Through the glass door, Yang Xiao saw a woman standing in the flower shop. The woman was very tall, with neat short hair. She was wearing a light gray white-collar business suit and a hip-covering skirt. She had fair skin and a majestic appearance. The most important thing was that she That pair of eyes.

Her eyes can't be said to be very lively, but there is a kind of arrogance and domineering. At this moment, Yang Xiao is standing outside the glass door. The two of them are almost looking at each other, but her eyes have never been focused on Yang Xiao even a little bit. She is born with a superiority. Under the pressure of the enemy, Yang Xiao was determined that it was her!

Although the woman was younger than expected, probably around 30 years old, her indifferent temperament was not something that just anyone could have. She seemed to regard Yang Xiao outside the door as nothing.

Yang Xiao knew clearly that this was deliberately to give him authority as a newcomer. As a leader, he must have a bit of a domineering attitude, otherwise he would not be able to control him. Yang Xiao understood what was going on in the system.

Straightening his back, Yang Xiao carefully and gently opened the glass door. Inside, in addition to Director Nalan, there was also a middle-aged man in sleeves and an apron who was pruning flowers with scissors. He was dressed as a middle-aged man. She is very fashionable and her hair is meticulously combed. She must be the manager of this flower shop.

Seeing that Director Nalan was still motionless, Yang Xiao quickly walked a few steps to meet him, reached out his hand, bent slightly, lower than the leader, and then showed a sunny and confident smile, "Hello Director Nalan, I am Yang Xiao. , come to report to you.”

But who knew that the next second, the woman took a step back suddenly, as if she was frightened, and looked towards Yang Xiao with a panicked face: "Who? Who is there?"

Yang Xiao: "???"

"Yushu, you are in a daze again. Okay, the car is outside. You go first. I will help you keep an eye on the store. Xiao Wu will be here soon." The middle-aged man turned around, took off his work sleeves, and smiled and instructed.

"Okay."

The woman took out a guide stick from behind, walked forward while testing, and finally pushed open the glass door.

There was already a car waiting for her outside.

Yang Xiao was dumbfounded. His brain short-circuited the moment the woman took out the guide stick.

The woman finally turned around, bowed slightly to the middle-aged man in the store, and said softly: "Sorry to bother you again, Uncle Nalan."

"Haha, you are so particular with me, kid." The middle-aged man smiled and waved his hand, hanging the sleeves and apron he took off aside. At this time, the man was wearing a sophisticated light gray suit, his leather shoes were polished to a shine, and he had a good appearance and a meticulous hairstyle. He was definitely a handsome uncle.

The man looked at Yang Xiao, whose brain was restarting, and took the initiative to extend his hand, "Hello, I am Nalan Shuo, the current director of the Lin'an District Patrol Office."