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Nightmare Apostle

Chapter 695 - 541: Weird
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Chapter 695: Chapter 541: Weird

Hearing that familiar cough, Yang Xiao was stunned. Wasn’t that the sick ghost? How... how did it get brought along?!

This ghost had been personally locked up by Qu Muzhi. Could it be that something troublesome had happened on the way, allowing the sick ghost to escape?

Yang Xiao couldn’t comprehend it, but the facts were right before his eyes. He had to admit that it was now more dangerous than before since the sick ghost could trace sounds.

He didn’t dare to move until—

"Hai... Hai Hai..."

Another bout of coughing arose, sounding like a muted noise that only a dying person could produce. The coughing moved away from the entrance toward the deeper parts of the corridor.

As expected, the sick ghost sensed the presence of another ghost in the morgue and decided to leave. Now there was one ghost and two living people here.

The person who entered didn’t say a word, and Yang Xiao didn’t receive any information. This inevitably made him question the person’s identity. He took the initiative to send Qu Muzhi a message and soon received a reply. Qu Muzhi told him that he had also run into trouble, having been ambushed; now he was trapped on the fifth floor in a meeting room, trying to figure out a way out.

"Hiss—"

Putting away his phone, Yang Xiao’s expression grew solemn. It seemed the visitor wasn’t Qu Muzhi but someone who had stumbled in by mistake.

Just like him in the beginning.

Yang Xiao guessed that this person had unintentionally opened the room where the sick ghost was contained during their search, causing the sick ghost to pursue them. In a panic, they had run downwards and, by a twist of fate, burst into the morgue, colliding with him.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiao couldn’t help but sweat for this person, as they still didn’t know that the room not only housed people but also contained a ghost.

Yang Xiao knew well that to survive, it would be best to make contact with this person. Working together, their chances of escaping would significantly increase, just as Qu Muzhi had contacted him.

The sick ghost hadn’t gone far. Not daring to make a sound, Yang Xiao pulled a ballpoint pen from his pocket, which he had taken from the sick ghost’s room. It proved useful now, as he wrote his number in large letters on the white sheet of the nearest morgue table, ensuring his surroundings were secure before gently pushing the table out, turning it in a circle to stop in the middle.

From the perspective of the other person, a morgue table suddenly moving was undoubtedly a horrifying scene from a horror movie. But besides this, Yang Xiao had no other way to quickly attract this person’s attention. He didn’t dare to move carelessly, not knowing where the burnt ghost might be hiding.

After waiting for about fifteen seconds with no movement from the person, Yang Xiao knew that the guy must have been terrified and didn’t dare to come over.

More frighteningly, the charred scent that had pervaded near Yang Xiao had largely dissipated. The burnt ghost had silently moved toward that person, who remained oblivious.

There was no other option; Yang Xiao had to call out a warning, but he couldn’t make too much noise, worrying that the sick ghost wasn’t far and was waiting just outside the door, ready to launch a surprise attack. If so, their only way out would be cut off.

"1~1~3~7~6~9~"

Yang Xiao spoke towards the direction of the iron door, his voice raspy and very low, deliberately controlled to sound hoarse, echoing like a ghost with a laryngitis.

Indeed, as soon as these words came out, a sudden sound of footsteps erupted from the other side, as if someone had been frightened and uncontrollably stepped backward.

"I~am~human~"

"Brother~"

"Don’t~be~scared~"

"There~is~a~ghost~here~"

"Thud!"

A sudden noise erupted from the other side; it was the sound of someone bumping into something. One could imagine that the poor soul who had accidentally stumbled in was extremely terrified.

"The~ghost~is~very~unique~"

"Remember~the~number~, call~fast~"

"You~move~first~"

"1~1~3~7~6~9~"

At that moment, Yang Xiao saw the iron door handle frantically shaking up and down. His few words seemed to have terrified the other person, prompting them to risk the threat of the sick ghost and make a run for it.

"Ghost~is~coming~for~you~"

"Quick~get~away~"

Finally, after much persuasion, Yang Xiao successfully contacted the person and quickly entered into a collaboration after sharing the information he knew.

The person told Yang Xiao that he had come down from the upper floor and had encountered a door on the second floor that wouldn’t open. He initially thought there might be a surprise or an important clue inside. However, after prying the door open with a wire he carried, he discovered a ghost trapped inside.

Yang Xiao remained silent for a long time, not revealing that this ghost being trapped was also related to him, and after discussing, they decided that Yang Xiao would find a way to get the door open while the other person stayed to distract the ghost. Once the door was open, Yang Xiao would help the person escape.

"The smell here is getting stronger, the ghost has come for me, hurry up!"

Upon receiving the message, Yang Xiao immediately headed towards the iron door. As per the plan, the man would lead the ghost deep into the morgue and engage with it to buy time for Yang Xiao to open the door.

Seeing a bed mysteriously moved slightly nearby, Yang Xiao knew the man was there, honoring their agreement.

He quickly got to the door, pressed down the handle, and pushed hard but the door wouldn’t budge. Finally having the time to inspect it closely, he was surprised to discover that the door gap was filled with a black substance, similar to burnt ashes. Coming closer, he could smell the scent of burnt meat. He took out a kitchen knife and started clearing the black ash bit by bit. After clearing a third of it, he pushed the door again and this time it budged slightly.

"There’s a way!"

Yang Xiao was overjoyed as this gave him hope for escape, and knowing the movements of the ghost, it wouldn’t be a problem for his teammate to stall it for a short while.

"Give me a bit more time, the door can be opened!" Yang Xiao immediately relayed this good news to his teammate, crucial at this moment.

"Okay!"

The ash was slowly cleared and drifted in the air, making Yang Xiao want to cough, but he dared not for fear of unforeseen issues at the last minute... and the closer to the end he got, the more he felt uneasy, though he couldn’t pinpoint where this anxiety was coming from.

Two-thirds of the ash blocking the door gap had been cleared, and after holding the same position for a while, his body felt numb. He stepped back to rest for ten seconds before attempting to open the door in one go. However, just as he stepped back, he detected something odd. Sniffing, he suddenly smelled a strong burnt scent.

He initially thought it was the residual ashes that had drifted into his nostrils, but soon realized that wasn’t the case as the burnt scent grew stronger – the ghost seemed to be nearby.

But... How could that be?

The ghost was clearly lured away by his teammate and even if it didn’t find his teammate, the man should have informed Yang Xiao, especially since their fates were tied together.

Either his teammate had already been killed or someone had deceived him.

But Yang Xiao already roughly knew the ghost’s method of murder – burning to death and leaving bodies behind, yet there was clearly no body here.

"How are things on your side?" Out of caution, Yang Xiao sent a message to his teammate, quickly receiving a response that all was normal, and he was urged to hurry. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

Thinking for a moment, Yang Xiao had an idea. He first cleared the crevice of all ashes, then stepped back and slowly pressed down the door handle with the lantern rod. As the handle fully descended, the iron door also opened a crack.

Just at that moment, Yang Xiao dialed his teammate’s cell phone number—phone calls were possible, something he had learned from Qu Muzhi. But the next second, what he least wanted to see happened: a sharp ringtone squealed just two meters away from him.

His teammate hadn’t gone far, or more accurately, had snuck back after leading the ghost away, which was the real reason he smelled the burnt scent!

With the ringing phone indicating his exposure, the other man took preemptive action. Accompanying the fast footsteps, a gust of wind slashed in front of Yang Xiao, leaving a sharp scratch on the wall next to the door.

It was a knife!

This guy had been ready all along, waiting for Yang Xiao to open the door to finish him off or severely injure him, then leave him behind to distract the ghost, buying time for his escape.

But he hadn’t anticipated that Yang Xiao wouldn’t be standing behind the door, but had used the lantern rod to push it open, causing the attack to miss.

Enraged by this, Yang Xiao swung the lantern rod, striking at left front, clearly hitting something that felt like a head.

But the man was quick, swinging his knife horizontally at Yang Xiao. Yang Xiao also swung his kitchen knife down. His arm was grazed by the blade, not painful, but tearing his clothes, while his blade struck the other man’s body.

Seeing he was outmatched, after exchanging blows, the man turned and rushed towards the door. If this guy managed to run out first, Yang Xiao would be finished. He would definitely lock him inside the morgue. Without thinking further, Yang Xiao charged forward, pulling back the guy who had started to open the door and violently chopping at his head and face before pushing him hard against the wall. The man crashed into the wall, rebounded, and fell to the floor. Seizing the moment, Yang Xiao rushed out.

But in the very last second of escaping, his leg was slashed. Staggering, he ran out, and the first thing he did was close the door—"Bang!" The iron door shut, decisively ending the other man’s thoughts of running out.

Standing outside, Yang Xiao didn’t hesitate, limping to the iron box by the door, pulled open the rusty box door filled with tangled wires and a lever switch. As he forcefully pushed the switch up, a "click" sound followed, and all the lights inside the morgue went out instantly.

"Die in there!" Yang Xiao sent one last message to the person inside the morgue, then blocked him.

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