Nightmare Apostle

Chapter 303: Chapter 262: It’s Coming_2

Slowly, Yang Xiao noticed that the environment inside the bedroom had changed. The furnishings themselves hadn’t changed, but the variety of colors on them was dissipating in a bizarre way.

No, more precisely, it was as if they were being stripped away by an incomprehensible force. In the end, all that was left to see was a bare gray-white color, pallid as the skin on a long-deceased body.

Yang Xiao knew it was the Source Ghost appearing, and immediately the nursery rhyme came to mind, "Sky so gray, dare not peep, stay very still, sleep till it’s bright."

This was the only clue left by the sole survivor of the horror incident, and this so-called "sky so gray" clearly referred to what was happening now.

Yang Xiao immediately closed his eyes and remained motionless. He could sense something watching him from all around, yet he couldn’t pinpoint the origin of these mysterious, terrifying gazes.

It was indeed the Source Ghost, and he was certain that this particular ghost had awakened from the body of a dead child.

Fortunately, Yang Xiao had entered this hidden Room 85’s bedroom the correct way, with his back to the mirror, and so he had escaped detection.

He had no idea how much time had passed until finally, the cold feeling that clung to him began to fade, and the entity left.

It left the bedroom.

Right through the mirror in front of him.

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As soon as Mo Daidai noticed the bloody writing, she was aware that something was off with the mirror. From Li Qingxuan’s prior explanation, she ought to have been able to see Yang Xiao clearly reflected in the mirror, but this time, the mirror seemed shrouded in a layer of mist.

"Something’s not right," Mo Daidai said, pulling Li Qingxuan, "let’s get out of here."

Not long after the two had left, a huge, vague ghostly shadow appeared in Mo Daidai’s room. The fog-like, gray, bloated mass nearly filled the space of the half-house, and any object touched by the fog was stripped of its color.

Even the ghost tenant, gravely injured and crouched in a corner, was no exception. She desperately crawled, hoping to escape the grasp of the gray fog, but it was in vain. In the moment the fog touched her, her skin rapidly peeled and crumbled away. In an instant, she dissipated like ashes.

Then, the swollen ghostly shadow oozed slowly through the narrow door into the hallway and paused briefly before spreading rapidly to one side.

In room 3028, Mo Daidai kicked at the door fiercely, but the seemingly flimsy door wouldn’t budge, "No use, we need to find Fu Xuechang to get this door open."

"No need, I can do it, there’s some wire in my room."

Li Qingxuan said and was about to run back to get it when suddenly, a strange banging sound came from the distance. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

"Thud."

"Thud, thud, thud."

The sound was swift and quickly burst through the safety corridor door, charging towards them. Because of the dim lighting, it wasn’t until it got closer that they saw it was a person, upside down, bouncing forward on their head.

"An Shouji!"

Mo Daidai turned pale with shock, but Li Qingxuan didn’t seem to flinch. He wound up his fist ready to teach him a lesson, but Mo Daidai slapped him on the back of his head, "Run! Run now!"

Li Qingxuan was also confused by Mo Daidai, but out of trust, he still ran with him. An Shouji, upside down, pursued relentlessly, the distance closing bit by bit.

"Split up and run!" Mo Daidai said loudly, "I’ll lead this thing away, you go find the key to open the door!"

"Okay!" Li Qingxuan knew this was not the time to dawdle, and the two quickly split up in the safety corridor. Li Qingxuan headed upstairs, while Mo Daidai waited for An Shouji to get a bit closer before leaving him a view of his back and running downstairs at full speed.

Li Qingxuan rushed back to his room and took off a short piece of iron wire that was tying up the mirror in the bathroom, but before he could leave, the image of Tong Han appeared in the mirror. Tong Han was in a sorry state, with her hair messily draped over her shoulders, and her cheek covered in blood.

"How’s the situation over there?" Tong Han sounded like she was being chased by something, her voice tense and fluctuating.

Li Qingxuan didn’t want to waste time talking to her, delivering the key was the priority, but Tong Han’s next words made him freeze in place, "Don’t go, Yang Xiao is dead, give the key to me, I’m the only one who still has a chance!" Tong Han urged with desperation.

"He encountered the Source Ghost, I saw his body!" Tong Han’s expression was frantic, not seeming like she was lying.

"How do you know his name is Yang Xiao?" Li Qingxuan immediately spotted the problem.

Tong Han’s expression obviously stiffened, but the next second, she quickly explained, "I’m his friend, he also told you his real name, right? It was him who asked me to find you before he died. Quick, did you find the key? Give it to me, only I can save you! Hurry!"

Li Qingxuan turned around, swung up the folding chair behind the bathroom door, and smashed the mirror. He then quickly ran out towards room 3028.

Yang Xiao had once told him that a foe of his had infiltrated their group, and Li Qingxuan was now certain that this person was Tong Han. He needed to notify Yang Xiao of this as soon as possible.

As for Tong Han’s claim that Yang Xiao was dead, Li Qingxuan didn’t believe it at all, his reasoning was solid: if Teacher Yang, protected by divine skills, was dead, how could Tong Han still be alive? What, did she also know the Five Thunderous Heart Decree? Li Qingxuan didn’t believe it.

At the same time, Tong Han was in dire straits. Shortly after leaving the False-Teeth Old Lady’s room, she thought about sneaking into room No. 85 to find an opportunity, but was unfortunately discovered. An Shouji inside the room immediately gave chase, and after a pursuit, she barely managed to shake him off.

After An Shouji had rushed into the safety corridor, the sound of his movements had instantly disappeared. Tong Han calmed down and judged that the safety corridor was special for An Shouji, as it was the place where he died. Connecting this to the fact that Zuo Qiu Shude could use the elevator to return to the real apartment, she deduced that An Shouji’s teleportation spot was the safety corridor.

But the current problem was, Zuo Qiu Shude, having sensed her presence, was guarding the place, making it impossible for her to enter. More troubling was that Zuo Qiu Shude seemed to have realized someone had entered the bedroom. Just before, when Tong Han had sneaked into room No. 85, she saw Zuo Qiu Shude and An Shouji guarding outside the bedroom door, anxiously pacing around.

Now with Cheng Ya dead, Fu Xuechang missing, and Li Qingxuan’s attitude towards her hostile for reasons unknown, and as for Mo Daidai, that man was even harder to deceive. Thus, Tong Han was completely cut off from any rescue and became a lone soldier.

With no other choice, she decided to offer her help to Yang Xiao, needing to finish the mission tonight, or else even if she managed to survive, the teammates tomorrow wouldn’t let her off.

Having realized this, Tong Han decided to use herself as bait to draw away Zuo Qiu Shude, who was guarding outside the bedroom door, ready to rush in at any moment, in order to eliminate the last threat for Yang Xiao.

"Miss Zuo Qiu." Tong Han stepped out from her hiding place, cupped her hands around her mouth like a megaphone, and shouted towards room No. 85 not far away, "I forgot to tell you something earlier. I may not have children, but even if I do in the future, I wouldn’t give birth to something useless like you did."

The effect of this malicious taunt was instantaneous; as soon as the words were spoken, a figure so fast it nearly left afterimages burst out from the room. Zuo Qiu Shude moved so quickly that she nearly threw off the upper half of her body that was barely held together, her intestines and greenish innards falling out, a truly horrifying sight. The moment Tong Han saw the figure, she turned and ran.

At the same time, around the corner on the ninth floor of the apartment, Fu Xuechang hid and held his breath. He could sense danger approaching, but he couldn’t see what it was.

It was just a feeling, an intense alarm for crisis ingrained in his bones. He fiercely rolled up his sleeve to see that all the hairs on his arm were standing up.

The lighting on the ninth floor was poor, but thankfully, he had a flashlight on him. Thinking of the carnage in the security room, Fu Changxue’s eyes bulged with fury. That bitch Tong Han had actually let out ghosts to harm them; it was unforgivable. Fortunately, he was cautious, first using Cheng Ya to buy time, then making a snap decision, fooling Li Qingxuan into opening the door to catch the bullets for him.

"Don’t blame me, you two. I had no other option. If you want to blame someone, blame yourselves for being foolish," Fu Xuechang silently paid his respects in his mind.