no answer.
However, George Stinney laughed silently.
The more he laughed, the blood in his seven orifices became more and more, and as his mouth grew bigger and bigger, it was like a wound, tearing his whole body!
It was dark, and on the body scorched by the electric chair, under the hard shell of those black plaques, countless blood-red pieces of meat were turned out. The electric chair can dry the moisture of a person in an instant. corpses, but people.
Ka... His charred and blackened head, as if his neck had been twisted off, tilted thirty degrees to the left, his mouth slowly split open, as if he was smiling, but his mouth got bigger and bigger, and finally... it split to the point of exaggerated ears. In the meantime, it's full of blood standing in it, and broken, misshapen teeth.
“I want…”
A hoarse and sharp sound slowly came out of his mouth, like a cat scratching glass, making the hair stand up.
Without uttering a word, the lights in the entire passage began to flicker desperately. Qin Ye glanced at it, and he knew that this was not a special effect, but that the other party's yin and killing intent had become so strong that this illusion could not support it.
“you…”
Card! The head was twisted again. His small, deformed, charred head was already like a line on the neck, the eyes, the nose... All the prominent facial features began to sink in, and the shape was extremely terrifying!
"to die!!!"
Card! ! His head was completely turned upside down, and at this moment, his eyes, nose, and mouth all turned into four black holes. A path of dark yin gushed out from his facial features. The entire fantasy world was instantly pitch black!
Om... At the same time, Qin Ye suddenly felt a sharp pain from his soul, extending from between his eyebrows and quickly spreading to his entire body.
This is the pain that he has never felt, the pain of tearing his soul. It is also the most special feature of the Death Star - as long as you see it, you will definitely die!
"Bold!" Qin Ye shouted loudly, and the yin qi burst out. The too strong yin qi cracked every inch of the illusory scene in all directions. He raised his hand slightly, and a chain rushed past like lightning.
"Dare to take action against the King of Hell, I'm afraid you don't want to live anymore."
Brush it! Just when the chain touched the gate, the illusion of the entire train suddenly disappeared.
Still that car.
Just after exiting the tunnel, the surrounding passengers looked at Qin Ye who suddenly stood up in surprise. As if nothing had appeared.
Smoke Mirror raised his eyebrows, his nose shrugged slightly, and he must say, "Have you seen him?"
Before Qin Ye could answer, he laughed hoarsely: "On the soil of the United States, there is such a terrifying monster... What a powerful Yin Qi... Such a terrifying killing intent... He is resentful of this world. You've just entered a fantasy world, and I can smell the hatred you're bringing out of it..."
"I see." Qin Ye sat down indifferently, his expression a little complicated. After a long time, he sighed faintly: "It's a pity."
His eyes fell, and the bracelet had slipped into the palm of his hand, turning it gently.
If it was more than ten years ago, he would have slapped his skin a few times when he saw each other. But now... no such thoughts at all.
People... will grow.
"Unfortunately?" The smoke mirror asked with raised eyebrows.
Qin Ye shook his head gently, and after a minute he said slowly, "I didn't want him to be wiped out."
His eyes turned to the glass window, where at some point, a faint palm print appeared. Not big, it belongs to adolescent boys. As if to tell, he once walked in the world.
"It's all poor people..." He smiled lightly and didn't speak again.
However, he doesn't want to say it, it doesn't mean that the smoke mirror doesn't want to say it.
The smoke mirror took a deep look at Qin Ye, and suddenly smiled: "I really didn't expect that the third Hell King would be so sentimental. Who was not the one who killed the previous Hell Kings decisively. Can you handle the unjust, false and wrong cases in this world? There are billions of people, at most 10 million will not be running around for the world. The rest are just poor creatures struggling to live, you are just the king of hell. How pitiful?"
There was no expression on Qin Ye's face: "Actually, this king really misses the days when he didn't become the king of hell."
"Oh?"
"Do whatever you want, for good and evil, and for the reincarnation of cause and effect. Isn't that why the underworld exists?"
"With all due respect, the meaning of the existence of the underworld is only the reincarnation of heaven. You need to enter the underworld to reincarnate when you are born, old, sick, and die. Erase past lives and continue human civilization. You have added too many additional functions to it."
"This is the underworld in your heart? No wonder the underworld in the new continent collapsed."
"Heh... Then why did you choose to step into politics? Is it bad to be a little scumbag?" The smoke mirror sneered: "I want to see the cycle of cause and effect, and I want to fight for the injustices that are uncountable in the world. What is high above? The king of hell? According to your country's yin and errands, when you reach the first level of impermanence, you won't realize this at all. The retribution you're talking about is just the number of cases handled this month presented by the ghosts below."
Qin Ye raised his eyebrows calmly: "It is precisely because of the experience of being trapped by ghosts that I saw too much unspeakable suffering and pain. This king only understood one sentence."
He said word by word: "Traditional medicine heals the country, Chinese medicine heals people, and subordinate medicine heals the disease."
"Heh..." The smoke mirror smiled slightly, took a sip of the instant coffee: "It seems that none of us can convince anyone."
"I just think, why do we need to make up for their faults in the world? Quietly reincarnate and revolve the heavens, this is the meaning of the existence of the underworld. Look, besides you, which underworld has a reward and punishment system after death? The underworld Isn't it still running?"
"That's why they will never become the four permanent members." Qin Ye said disdainfully, "You are only the sun god, and because of the special Aztec god system, you are only contaminated with a little bit of the power of the god of death. You don't even know the meaning of the god of death. Why are you arguing with this king?"
Smoke Mirror raised his hands in surrender. He drank a cup of instant coffee, folded the cup at will, and changed the subject: "What do you think?"
What do you think about the appearance of the Death Star
Qin Ye didn't answer right away, he pondered for a few minutes before saying solemnly, "He is seducing me."
He rubbed his eyebrows irritably, and took out an old magazine from his clothes. The cover has faded, and it looks like it should be from more than ten years ago, and on the cover, it is written in English "The truth of 70 years of unjust cases is revealed! The most heinous tragedy in American history!"
"The information from more than ten years ago is a little hard to find. But... this incident has a huge impact. I still found some." Qin Ye slowly opened the cover and read it carefully.
"In 1944, George and his family lived in Alcolu, a small town in Clarendon County, South Carolina. He had an older brother, a younger brother and two younger sisters. The American South has always discriminated against blacks, and Alcolu was a small town in the South at that time. Typically, a railroad track separates the white community from the black community, each with its own school and church, and almost never travels between whites and blacks.”
The smoke mirror was stunned: "You haven't seen it before?"
Qin Ye shook his head. First, it was not the Yin spirit of his own country. Second, it had been too long since this incident. Third, the opponent could not kill him. He just glanced briefly at the other party's passing. But did not look carefully at the process.
"On March 23, in a ditch on the black side, a priest found the bodies of two white girls: Betty, 11, and Mary, 7. The police found that the girls had been beaten with blunt iron, and Betty also was sexually assaulted."
"According to the 'informant' report, the last time they saw the two girls was on their bikes looking for flowers, and they passed George's house and asked George and his sister Amy, 7, where to find passionflowers ."
"Police immediately took George and his 17-year-old brother Johnny, who was later released. Next, the sheriff announced that George had pleaded guilty to 'following a girl and assaulting a sexual assault' and found a piece of iron rail spike he had hidden away. ."
The smoke mirror looked unhappy: "The history of the world's development is always full of blood and tears. They should blame Columbus. Ah... It seems that I should blame him too. If it weren't for him, the three major gods in the New World are still in full swing."
Qin Ye ignored the smoke mirror and continued to read softly.
"George was subsequently charged with first-degree murder and was interrogated in prison alone, with no parents or lawyers allowed to visit."
"April 24, trial in Clarendon County Courthouse. The jury was all white, and because blacks didn't have the right to vote, they couldn't be selected as jurors... More than 1,000 whites crowded the courtroom, but blacks weren't allowed in. ."
"In the trial statement, George's assigned defense attorney did not call any witnesses, did not cross-examine prosecution witnesses, and provided little defense. It took only ten minutes for the jury to reach a guilty verdict. The judge announced the sentence in court. The death penalty by the electric chair…”
The smoke mirror said: "The sentimental Lord Yama doesn't feel sad?"
Qin Ye said calmly, "It's just words."
For some things, reality is often more cruel than words.
"But words... often reveal the truth that reality can't see." He pushed the magazine over: "Look carefully."
The smoke mirror squinted and looked at the place Qin Ye pointed. Just glanced at it, and his expression instantly became solemn: "Haiti?"
"Yes, they are Haitians. It's not long since they moved to the United States." Qin Ye drank his coffee and looked at the smoke mirror with a solemn face: "Haiti... can be said to be the center of the Caribbean Sea."
The smoke mirror didn't speak. He seemed to have caught something in the dark. After thinking about it carefully, he didn't catch anything.
"What's the meaning?"
Qin Ye's eyes narrowed like a fox, and he whispered, "Where are we going?"
The smoke mirror's eyes suddenly brightened: "The treasure house of the gods?"
"where is it?"
The smoke mirror took a deep breath and said tentatively, "Caribbean center?"
"What about Haiti?"
The smoke mirror no longer opens, the location of Haiti, right in the middle of the Caribbean Sea!
"Death Star has someone to serve." Qin Ye slowly took back the magazine and said cautiously: "Behind him is a god of death. His energy is so great... At least in the underworld of the New World, he can reach the sky with his hands and eyes. And he lured us to the Caribbean Sea, just in time with Where we are going with the same goal…”
He stopped, and after a few seconds, smiled slightly: "Did a name pop into your mind?"
The smoke mirror's teeth were locked in the wrong way, and he gritted his teeth and smiled: "Quizalcoatl? Kukulkan, the Feathered Serpent God?"