Nightmare Apostle

Chapter 1194: Chapter 801: Prayer for Blessing

"Mr. Datou, what do we need to do now?" Davi, who is indecisive, looked at the three of them nervously.

Datou turned to look at her, nodded, his calm demeanor conveying hope, "Wait, wait for the sound of the drum, tonight’s task will begin."

Maria stretched lazily, put her legs down from the table, and walked towards the bed alone, glancing at a few newcomers crouching nearby, "Be vigilant, listen for any noise outside, and report immediately if there’s anything unusual. No one is allowed to open the door without orders from the three of us, understood?"

"Whether it’s those monks or teammates from the other team knocking, do not open the door." After a pause, Maria added, still feeling uneasy.

"Then what are you going to do?" Hafeez asked with a frown, leaning against a pillar.

Upon hearing this, Juan glared at him fiercely, replying irritably, "The three of us need to rest and recharge. Otherwise, if something goes wrong during the task, who will save you?"

"Of course, of course." Sopa nodded like a pecking chick, behaving very obediently.

Juan didn’t have a good impression of Ahmed and Hafeez; these two had dared to oppose him before.

He was determined that if there was danger tonight, he would use these two to shield himself.

These two were really clueless.

Meanwhile, the atmosphere in Yang Xiao’s room was also tense. Yang Xiao, Musa Adila, and the others sat apart in a fan shape, while in a corner not far from them, two women crouched uncomfortably on the ground.

These were, of course, the suspected Aisha and Shari. They were tied tightly, back against a pillar, their eyes blindfolded with cloth, with a bronze incense burner placed not far in front of them. freewebnovel.cσ๓

Three sticks of incense were burning in the burner, the wisps of smoke almost rising vertically.

Staring silently at the three sticks of incense, which had burned to the last small stub, Yang Xiao exhaled slowly, "No, it seems there’s no way to tell."

This incense and burner were placed by Yang Xiao, who wanted to test if these two women were problematic.

Based on past experience, if the direction or angle at which the smoke drifted was odd, or if two sticks burned short while the third burned longer, then one or both of these women definitely had issues.

But from the current situation, Yang Xiao’s method had failed. This ghost was even more troublesome than he had imagined.

Seeing this, Imam Musa raised his hands, glanced upward, and assumed a praying posture, muttering prayers, likely asking Allah to use His supreme wisdom to show them a clear path.

In contrast, Adila wasn’t as devout; he believed in survivalism.

Not long ago, he had secretly suggested throwing the two women out, tying them to a tree not far outside, but this was vetoed by Yang Xiao and Musa together.

"Are you sure you want to keep these two here with us overnight?" Adila’s voice was low.

"Tonight, the three of us will take turns keeping watch. I’ll take the first shift. If you’re not tired, you can take the first shift." Yang Xiao glanced at Adila, with an incense stick in front of him that gave a slightly comforting aroma.

Adila said no more, lay down on the bed furthest from Aisha and Shari, and immediately fell asleep, staying on his side, although his eyes were closed, he always faced the corner where Aisha and Shari were.

"Imam, you should rest too." Yang Xiao had a decent impression of the elder. He seemed to be a reasonable person, temporarily not a bad heart.

"Alright, keep watch. Remember to call me for the shift change." Musa wasn’t pretentious; he rubbed his nose and slowly stood up. He was truly tired, being an older man whose physical and mental stamina didn’t compare to these younger people now.

After a few steps, Musa suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at Yang Xiao, and lowered his voice, "There were odd things in those scriptures today. I’m not talking about the punishments interwoven, but the scripture itself. If there’s an opportunity tomorrow, you should come back with me to have a look."

"Okay." Yang Xiao agreed readily. For Musa to choose him as a companion was a gesture of goodwill and trust. Yang Xiao also needed allies.

After his two companions slept, Yang Xiao kept watch alone. He occasionally picked up his teacup and sipped, the strange bitter taste quickly spreading in his mouth, slightly dispelling his sleepiness.

He lifted the lid of the pot to look inside; it wasn’t tea leaves brewing in it, at least not any kind of tea leaves Yang Xiao was familiar with. Inside, there were pitch-black leaves floating and swirling, large leaves that seemed like a type of tree leaf.

As time ticked by, Aisha and Shari, who had their hands tied behind their backs, seemed to have fallen asleep as well. Their heads bowed, bodies rising and falling slightly with their breathing.

Thanks to Yang Xiao’s kind act, he had previously brought them a blanket to cushion beneath them; the chilly bluestone floor was more comfortable with a blanket underneath.

Before confirming whether they were ghosts, both were Yang Xiao’s teammates and deserved to be treated kindly.

From behind came a faint snoring, turning around, it was Adila who was making the sound. With eyes closed, he seemed to be in a deep sleep. freēwēbnovel.com

But Yang Xiao knew, it was all just a facade. Neither Adila nor Musa was very likely to be asleep.

After all, this was the first night, and everyone had only known each other for a short time, lacking enough trust. No one would put their life in the hands of strangers.

Especially veteran players of the Nightmare World, teammates weren’t just aids in survival; they were shields to block a knife in critical times.

Outside, it was relatively quiet, with only the occasional wind rustling the leaves and the old doors and windows creaking in the wind, but not too noisy to disturb the rest of the teammates.