Nightmare Apostle

Chapter 803: Chapter 600: Ghost Comes Knocking (Merry Christmas!)_2

"Not so good, I need to go back and inform Director Nalan about the situation here," Yang Xiao felt Xiang Fengchen was also not quite normal, and that staying with him was dangerous.

"I advise you not to, if you go out now, you will immediately die," Xiang Fengchen’s words stopped Yang Xiao in his tracks, "I suggest you first take a look at the Gate God."

Since both doors had been pushed open, from where Yang Xiao stood, he could just see one side’s Gate God. Under the ghastly green light, the Gate God’s complexion changed from a mocking smile to a sinister and indifferent expression, and the Guillotine Knife it held in its hand had somehow opened at some point, its rusty black blade chilling to the bone.

Of course, the most terrifying part was the Gate God’s eyes, which, without fail, stared directly at Yang Xiao’s direction. freewёbnoνel.com

In an instant, a scene flashed through Yang Xiao’s mind: the moment he would step over the threshold, he would be immediately sliced into two by that Guillotine Knife.

"You have already disturbed the resentful spirits on the door, and this door has almost turned into a Ghost Gate, where you can enter but cannot exit," Xiang Fengchen sighed.

There might still be ghosts hiding in the courtyard, and now for Yang Xiao, there was only the option to collaborate with Xiang Fengchen.

Avoiding the well in the corner, the two started to inspect the courtyard, and they discovered that on both sides of the doors of the three rooms they occupied, there were Gate God posters. From right to left, the two checked each room—Zhang Songde’s room and Jiang Qingluan’s room had no issues, no longer each with a Human Skin Door God but just ordinary paper Gate Gods, and the designs were also reasonable until they stopped in front of the far-left side, the room belonging to them.

It was also a paper Gate God, and the design had no big issues, but peculiarly, it gave a different vibe. Staring at the Gate God for long, one felt a creepy chill, and Yang Xiao couldn’t help but shiver.

There was something wrong with this Gate God, Yang Xiao was sure, but for now, he couldn’t pinpoint exactly what the problem was. He didn’t dare to get too close, he could only squint and look carefully.

A hand stretched out beside him, pointing at the Gate God’s boots to the left. The next second, following the direction of Xiang Fengchen’s finger, Yang Xiao finally saw it. Between the Gate God’s boot and trouser leg, a small section of leg was exposed, and under the dim light, he could see blue scales covering the visible leg—not a Martial Arts Gate God to ward off evil, but a ghost!

A ghost disguised as a Martial Arts Gate God!

The corresponding Gate God on the right was the same, but this time the flaw was in the back of the hand. The Martial Arts Gate God’s hand, lifting a weapon, secretly had an eye embedded in it.

"This is not a Gate God, it is a ghost covered in human skin, also called a Ghost Door Evil. Tonight, they will guide the ghosts, leading them to our rooms," Xiang Fengchen said quietly, "Whether or not we open the door, the ghosts can still enter."

"Why would this be posted here?" Yang Xiao felt a chilly realization on his back, "I mean...why would the people of Earl Mansion target us?"

"I don’t know," Xiang Fengchen stated frankly, "Perhaps because people have died in the other two rooms, or they think Nalan Shuo and I are too hard to deal with, so eliminate us first, and the others won’t be able to make any waves."

"Do you have any plans?" Yang Xiao asked breathlessly, visibly unnerved by the nefarious object before his eyes, "How about we spend the night in the other two rooms to throw off the ghosts?"

"That’s not appropriate," Xiang Fengchen tapped his finger on the well, "Don’t forget, that well is also suspicious. Sticking to the assigned rooms is a set rule, and if we break it, the thing inside the well might come for us."

"I have two methods. The first, and the most stable one, is to move these two Ghost Door Evils outside the other two rooms, and get their Gate Gods here in exchange. We let them shield us from disaster."

"And the second?" Yang Xiao inquired.

"I’ll try to shift these two Ghost Door Evils as far as I can. I can’t guarantee how far, nor can I ensure that nothing unexpected will occur along the way." Suddenly, Xiang Fengchen looked at Yang Xiao seriously, "The unexpected I’m talking about concerns you."

"Choose the second one. With the situation unclear, any major reduction in our numbers is akin to suicide," Yang Xiao offered his opinion.

Seeing Yang Xiao’s calmed face, Xiang Fengchen slowly nodded, praising him: "Not bad, courageous and decisive. Let’s do as you say, my good disciple. Stay behind and watch, and let me show you my methods!"

Saying this, Xiang Fengchen pulled out a small cloth bag from his bosom. Upon opening it, there were a few Short Incenses. Using a Fire Starter, he lit them, clamping it between his left hand’s middle and ring fingers. Holding his breath, he stretched his hand toward the Ghost Gate God on the left.

The next second, what should have been a vertical scent trail seemed to be interfered with by some force, curiously bending towards the Ghost Gate God’s face.

The flame of the incense head suddenly brightened, the whole incense burning down visibly fast, taking about half a minute, maybe even less. Yang Xiao saw the Ghost Gate God’s fiery red eyes slowly close, until they were completely shut, as if it had fallen asleep.

At that moment, the Ghost Gate God finally showed its true nature. Wrapped under the Military General’s clothes was a green-faced and fanged Evil Ghost. With its eyes closed, it slept deeply.

Seizing the opportunity of the Evil Ghost deep in slumber, Xiang Fengchen moved quickly. He pressed one corner of the Gate God with his right hand, keeping his breath held and his left hand maintaining the offering of incense, and he slowly shifted the Ghost Gate God to the left. This action was unbelievable to Yang Xiao watching from behind because the paper of the Gate God was surely pasted on, but at that moment, it seemingly floated like it was on water.