"yes, it seems to be the name, how would you know!" The Dead Apostle looked at me in amazement. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

I thought to myself, "If I tell him about the encounter with Yin Li at the grocery store, I won't be able to expose the matter of the soul sealing talisman as well." After all, the Dead Apostles were also Yang Shi people, so it's better not to talk about it first. Thinking about it, I said to him, "I went to the thrift store to sell some things before, and I wrote it down by accident because of the strange name of the store. ”

After hearing this, the Dead Apostle didn't think much of it, and muttered to himself, "It's strange to say, it's just an ordinary thrift store, why would they say there are boxes there?" ”

"Maybe it's a mistake." I said perfunctorily, but in my heart I muttered, "The Dead Apostle couldn't have been to the thrift store that he went to later, Yin Li was already dead by then." If he had gone before me, the box would still be there, how could it not be......"

Thinking about it, the Dead Apostle said, "Forget it, maybe they were mistaken, as you said...... Now let's not talk about that, when are you going to go to the amusement park? ”

I looked at the clock on the wall and replied, "It's definitely too late today, let's get up tomorrow and go." As I spoke, I turned my head and asked Yaolong, "Yaolong, have you used up all the wooden arrows?" Do I need to do anything more? ”

"Didn't you say you wanted blood? How did it change to an ordinary arrow. He was a little confused.

"I'm afraid that in case of a fight, you can still use ordinary arrows to help, if you keep using blood, I'm afraid your body will not be able to bear it."

After hearing this, Yaolong got up and said, "Okay, I'll go back and get it, there are still some spare, it should be enough." I'll be back before dark......" As he spoke, Yao Long glanced at the Dead Apostles on the side, as if asking for the Apostles' permission.

Seeing this, the Dead Apostle nodded slightly, and said in a low voice, "Go, if you have more time, go and see if Hao Yang is still alive." ”

After hearing this, Yaolong said yes and left the house. "Hao Yang? Could it be another of your subordinates? I asked, puzzled.

The Dead Apostle nodded yes and said, "Well, it's my men, but they've disappeared since the last time when eighteen of my men died tragically, and their whereabouts are still unknown, ......" He sighed deeply.

"If you don't see the body, it's possible that you're still alive, don't worry too much, it's not sure he's just hiding somewhere." I comforted.

"I'm not worried about this, I'm just afraid that he will be recruited by the Yangshi gang, and it will be more dangerous when the time comes......" Before the Dead Apostle could finish speaking, Hu Fang walked out of the room stretching his waist.

She yawned and said, "You are in danger all day long, and you have never been safe......"

Li Zhisheng interjected: "We don't want to be in danger, aren't we forced, who doesn't want to live in peace every day." ”

"If you really can't do it, call the police, otherwise it's not a matter to be so worried all the time."

Hearing Hu Fang say this, the dead man replied with a smile: "People can call the police if they break the law, but who should they call to report to the police if they are resentful and ghostly, is it difficult to find Lord Yama?" ”

Hu Fang was speechless, so he had to turn his attention to me and asked, "Shen Xu, didn't you say to go to the amusement park?" When are we going? ”

"Depart early tomorrow morning." I replied.

"Great, I can finally relax......" said Hu Fang and sat down next to me.

Then the crowd began to talk about some short gossip among the parents, and soon the afternoon passed like this. Just as it was nearly dusk, I suddenly heard a sharp knock on the door.

"Could it be that Yaolong is back? No, I didn't give him the key, how did he get through the downstairs door? With that in mind, I hurried to the door.

"Who?" I asked.

Yaolong's anxious voice came from outside the door: "It's me!" Yaolong! ”

I hurriedly opened the door, only to see him stumbling into the house with a man with a bloody face. When everyone saw this, they all gathered around and asked, "Who is this?" "How could you be so badly hurt?" ……

In the midst of the discussion, I heard the Dead Apostle exclaim, "Hao Yang?!" How did you get hurt like this? With that, the Dead Apostle took the man he called Hao Yang from Yao Long's hand.

Seeing this, I hurriedly instructed Hu Fang and Li Zhisheng to find some first-aid medicines, and I followed the dead apostle to help the man with a bloody face to the sofa.

As soon as he put him down, the man coughed several times, and a stream of blood gushed out of his mouth. He opened his eyes weakly, looked at the Dead Apostle in front of him, and said angrily, "Death...... Mr. Death, get out of ...... This, there are ......"

As blood flowed from his mouth again, he choked and coughed, and the rest of the words were not heard at all. The Dead Apostle hurriedly reassured him, "Don't talk yet, I'll help you take care of your wounds first......

"Li Zhisheng, Hu Fang! Hurry up......" I urged, making my way to the room where the medicine was kept.

After walking two steps, I saw them holding two boxes and moving all the medicines out. Everyone hurriedly turned out gauze and some medicine to stop bleeding.

Without thinking too much, I stepped forward and tore the man's blood-stained shirt. I saw that there were multiple wounds on his chest, and from the shape of the wounds, most of them were caused by slashing, and the wounds were not too deep and did not hurt his internal organs.

After several people roughly bandaged the obvious wounds on his body, they washed the blood stains off his body with alcohol. After taking some emergency medicine, the man's face softened slightly.

"How's it going, are you feeling better now?" I asked.

The man nodded slightly, he wanted to speak, but because of the pain, he could only grin and let out a slight low gasp, which looked very painful.

At this time, the Dead Apostle introduced us: "He is one of my most powerful men, Hao Yang, and his strength is not inferior to Yao Long except that he has no void in his body. It must not be idle to be able to hurt him like this. With that, he turned around and asked Yaolong, "Yaolong, where did you find Hao Yang?" ”

Yaolong said: "Just outside this community, I was led into a small alley by a strong murderous aura, but after entering, there was no one except Hao Yang, who fell to the ground, and no one ......" After that, he took the dozens of arrows he brought from his body and threw them aside.

After listening to this, I pondered for a moment and said, "Dead Apostle, since you said that he is on par with Yaolong's strength, then it is definitely not a terrible ghost to be able to hurt him like this in broad daylight. I guess I've already found him......"

Hearing my words, the man lying on the sofa nodded frequently, as if to tell us that it was no longer safe here.

But the Dead Apostle thought for a moment and said, "Isn't that just right? We will take turns keeping vigil tonight and set out early tomorrow morning, so that they will surely follow. When we get to the amusement park, there are so many people there that they will definitely not take it lightly, and then we can slowly implement the plan. ”

The Dead Apostles spoke my mind, and I was worried about whether I would be able to attract them, but now I was right in the middle of it.

But the man on the couch frowned, stared at the Dead Apostle, as if to tell him not to do so.

The Dead Apostle didn't seem to notice, but thought that Hao Yang only showed this expression because of the pain. But I vaguely noticed something unusual, and a feeling of uneasiness arose in my heart.

"Is tomorrow's plan going to end? But now they don't have a choice, if they don't act in this scene, they may have to do it painfully. "Thinking about it, I couldn't help but feel as if I was in a dilemma again, and if we continued to carry out the plan, this man who suddenly appeared seemed to be trying to warn us about something. If they don't, the Dead Apostles may be eliminated.

Out of desperation, I had no choice but to tell the Dead Apostle about my concerns, and when the Dead Apostle heard that something was wrong, he asked, "Hao Yang, do you want to say something to us?" Did you find something? ”

He nodded with all his strength, and said in a faint breath, "He...... Got it, your plan ......"

"What?!" I was shocked and thought to myself, "We haven't been out before, and we've been smeared with ghost oil in the house, how the hell do they know?" Could it be that there is an inner ghost?! Thinking of this, I suddenly remembered what the ancient skeleton had said to me before, and he told me to watch out for the people around me.

"Could it be that among these people around me, there is also an inner ghost?!" I was startled by the thought of my own, and my body couldn't help but shiver.

Li Zhisheng on the side noticed my abnormality, and he asked in a low voice, "Did you find anything again?" ”

I didn't dare to answer directly, because the idea was just a thought in my mind right now, and maybe the ancient skeleton wasn't talking about it. "Don't doubt your own people at this time!" I tried to meditate in my mind, trying to dispel that thought.

But the voice of doubt was like a curse of a demon, hovering in my head, no matter how hard I tried, it just lingered.

"It's okay, maybe I'm thinking too much." I said perfunctorily.

And Li Zhisheng seemed to see through my mind at a glance, and he said: "Do you think tomorrow's plan has a chance of success?" His question focused everyone's attention on me.

I looked at their uneasy eyes and fell into deep thought, and they did not say a word, quietly waiting for my answer. The atmosphere around me instantly became heavy, and at this moment I felt an extremely heavy burden on me, weighing me down.

After pondering for a long time, I said solemnly: "If Yaolong is okay, the probability of success may be about 20%. However, if Yaolong has the slightest deviation, the success rate may be less than 10%. In other words, Dead Apostle, the probability of your death is at least ninety percent or more......"

Speaking of which, I groaned for a moment and continued, "You...... Do you want to continue this plan? ”

At this time, the Dead Apostle's face showed a look of relief, and he said lightly, "I thought you would say something." The plan goes as usual and I'm okay......"