Nightmare Apostle

Chapter 172: Chapter 153: Mr. Chu, I’m Sorry

Yang Xiao paused his hand that was pushing the door, turned his head to look at Nie Hexiang, and said softly, "Hexiang, you push this door."

Nie Hexiang shook her head vehemently, clinging to Yang Xiao’s arm with her hands, "No, I... I can’t do it, let Mr. Chu do it instead."

"But you’re the key to breaking the situation, Azhen is your friend." Nie Hexiang wasn’t trustworthy, but Yang Xiao could only console her now.

No matter what he said, Nie Hexiang refused to move even half a step. Yang Xiao also realized that she was very afraid of this Azhen; there must be a story behind it.

Without further hesitation, Yang Xiao pushed the door. There was almost no resistance, and the glass door opened a third of the way. However, the scene outside took the two of them by surprise. The sky was completely dark outside; a few lights had gone out. The ground in front of the door and the several hundred students who formed a squad on the ground had all disappeared. Now, outside the door was like a bottomless abyss. freёwebnovel.com

Staring into the darkness behind the door, a deep unease welled up inside Yang Xiao. He didn’t even know how to describe this feeling. The back of his spine gradually turned cold, as if there were captivating eyes in the darkness, spying on him.

If it were merely darkness, that would be one thing, but the truly terrifying part was that familiar music was coming from within the darkness, the concluding music of the between-class exercises.

Looking out through the gap in the glass door, all one saw was an oppressive darkness, but looking through the glass in the door, outside was a whole squadron of students, with teachers managing the discipline between the gaps. Everything was so real.

The sight before her also terrified Nie Hexiang. She couldn’t even determine which reality was the actual one. They both seemed like they had been cursed, locked inside a mirror.

But instead of screaming and fleeing, she tried to control her emotions. She knew very well that if she wanted to survive now, she could only rely on the man beside her, this man called Chu Xi.

Because she always suspected one thing, she suspected that Yang Xiao, like her, could see that thing. He too had seen Azhen.

At least inside the classroom, although Nie Hexiang had lost her composure because of some matters, she wasn’t blind or deaf. She noticed something odd about Yang Xiao, who was the first among the group of actors to notice something was wrong with the student squad, which was quite strange.

After so long, why would Azhen suddenly come back to find her? Nie Hexiang wondered if the play had angered Azhen, and this would make sense. In that case, both she and Yang Xiao were targets of Azhen.

"I must stick close to Chu Xi. He’s a smart man and might be able to lead me to safety. Even if there’s danger, if I make good use of it, he could block Azhen for me once."

"Once... just once will do. After all, Ms. Shengnan will arrive tomorrow, and no matter what, I have to quit the performance."

At the mention of that woman, Nie Hexiang still felt uneasy, after all, she had witnessed the other party’s methods. But to survive, she must quit acting, and she was convinced that the woman wouldn’t dare push her too hard, as she also had something on her.

Yang Xiao acted quickly and closed the door immediately. Now, looking outside through the glass on the door, everything was normal. His gaze swept over them one by one, each person’s face looking unusually vivid.

Perhaps it was a preconceived notion, but the more Yang Xiao looked at these people’s faces, the stranger and more blurred they seemed, as if covered with a layer of gray-white filter.

"Mr. Chu, I... I’m scared, let’s leave quickly," Nie Hexiang pleaded bitterly. "Let’s find Mr. Song and the others. We’ll be safe with everyone."

"Hexiang, you’re wrong. Azhen is coming for you. As long as you’re here, it won’t be safe," Yang Xiao sighed.

Seeing Yang Xiao speaking so bluntly, Nie Hexiang was briefly stunned, then clutched onto Yang Xiao’s arm even more tightly, her expression pitiful, "Mr. Chu, you..."

"Hexiang, don’t worry, I won’t abandon you, but you’ve seen the situation yourself. All this is Azhen’s doing. She doesn’t want to let you leave," Yang Xiao said. Seeing that the scare had an effect, he changed his tone and asked, "Hexiang, if we don’t want to die here in ignorance, can you tell me how exactly did Azhen die?"

"Her... Her death has nothing to do with me!" Nie Hexiang denied any connection immediately.

"I know, you’re a kind girl, you wouldn’t do such a thing," Yang Xiao induced gently. "What happened to her?"

"She... She was at her home, repairing the old house when she was injured by a falling beam, and then on the way to the hospital, there was a car accident, and she and the car tumbled down a cliff," Nie Hexiang said, still shaken by the memory.

At these words, Yang Xiao was taken aback. A person and a car tumbling down a cliff, that story sounded somehow familiar. A picture suddenly leapt into his mind, in front of a pitch-black night road, there stood a sign prohibiting passage.

"Did she fall down the cliff in an ambulance?" Yang Xiao remembered that ghost ambulance they had been tricked into taking.

"Yes, an ambulance. On the way to the hospital, they encountered falling rocks, and the ambulance got hit by the stones and both went down the cliff," Nie Hexiang confessed without hiding anything.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Xiao hadn’t expected that ghost ambulance driven by the Ghost Teacher to have such a story behind it, that Azhen had died in that very ambulance.

"Azhen... Azhen hadn’t returned to her hometown for a long time. She was following instructions from Ms. Shengnan, actually... Actually, Ms. Shengnan had also approached me and Xia Xiuyan, but we refused," Nie Hexiang said softly.