Brush brush... While recording, the staff whispered: "I didn't feel anything in the first year, the second year... Hey, the same way of dying, at the same time, was also cut to pieces by invisible things, including people and cars. Two cuts. Do you think it's weird?"
After registering the personnel several times, he breathed a sigh of relief: "If it were a civilian, it wouldn't be such a big story. But this time, do you know who died?"
Qin Ye glanced at the mourning hall in a trance, and said, "Who?"
The staff suddenly approached, and lowered their voices mysteriously: "The eldest son of the Secretary of the Li County Party Committee."
He turned his head and glanced at the lingering fear: "Did you see the police inside? They said... This car was just driving on the road, and with a click, it was cut in half, which just happened to divide this young master Li in two. ... I heard that Master Lianrong took a lot of work to fix it... Huh? What about people?"
When he turned around, the staff was so frightened that he didn't mention it in one breath. When he looked up, paper money was flying all over the sky, and the sky and the earth seemed to be pale, but the person who was talking to him just now couldn't see a trace. The white hair on his back soaked frantically, and he only felt his lips dry, his Adam's apple moved violently, and he leaned towards the crowded place.
Qin Ye didn't leave.
The errand wanted to be seen by mortals, but if he didn't want to—as he is now, standing dozens of meters above the entire Songke Terrace, no one could see it.
His eyes were fixed on the central spiritual platform. The entire Songketai is like an ancient courtyard, with soul-calling banners and elegiac couplets raised as the cold wind blows. Paper money is flying all over the sky, three sacrifices and five grains are placed in front of the coffin, and incense is burned in bursts. The sound of the wooden fish chanting sutras in Chaodu Dojo can be heard endlessly.
He wasn't looking at the dojo.
But... In this coffin, the corpse of a young boy with a face full of corpses, just as he rose into the air, suddenly opened his eyes and looked straight at him!
Those eyes had no whites, just pitch black. Like the endless night. One person and one corpse, clearly separated from the air and the coffin, but they felt that they saw each other.
In that dark coffin, the mutilated corpse raised its lips little by little. Silently said four words.
That's... long time no see.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment.
At the moment when these four words fell, the incense candles all around broke, and the monks and priests who were chanting opened their eyes at the same time. All the monks and Taoists shuddered, stood up without hesitation, and said suddenly: "Go!!!"
Before the words fell, before those crying relatives raised their heads, the paper money spread on the ground was lifted straight up, and then shot into the air like a sharp arrow!
"What is this?!" "My God, what the hell happened?" "It's haunted... damn it!!"
Immediately, the entire mourning hall was like an overturned pot. The relatives who were still crying just now scattered and fled in exclamation. And those paper money rolled up in the sky seemed to have life, and the neatly placed wreaths fell like dominoes. The dark winds gathered from nowhere, and gathered around the flying talismans. A cloudy vortex with a radius of dozens of meters!
"Tricks of carving insects." Qin Ye made a move, and the talisman in front of him was instantly ignited by ghost fire and turned into fly ash. He looked straight ahead: "Your welcome ceremony is really lacking in novelty."
He was not looking at the coffin, and this short-term possession trick really didn't interest him. At the same time, it also shows that the inner demon is far away from here. Otherwise the manipulation would not be so weak.
Yes, after all, it was the root cause of the riots three years ago, and it should have paid less attention.
What Qin Ye was looking at was... in Songketai Funeral Home, the room where the head of the coffin was facing!
No one saw it, and the room was never opened. And... it was completely covered by a black curtain.
Only he can see... Inside, there is a small red coffin!
Different from the simple black coffin outside, this coffin is exquisitely crafted, with dragon and phoenix engraved on the coffin board, and the Cowherd and Weaver Girl on both sides. In front of it, there is also a large table for worship. However, it is all kinds of cosmetics. And, each has traces of movement!
It's not so much a funeral room as it is... something weird... living here.
The door is obviously locked from the outside, and inside there is an ancient-style big bed carved in wood, a glass mirror with the height of a person, a dressing table, lamps, tables and chairs. Similarly, there are still many traces of passive passing.
As if... in this locked room, something is still alive.
boom! ! The door suddenly burst open, and a figure floated up on the yin wind. Just behind her, a dozen figures were looming in the howling of the yin wind. A pure yin qi that belongs to the underworld alone blows the lights of the whole house. In the next second, a soul-destroying low voice resounded through the room: "The messenger takes people, and the idlers retreat!"
The sound is not loud, but for any Specter, this is a life reminder!
Alsace stood at the head of the team, with more than a dozen emissaries behind him. There was no sound in the whole house, but she could see clearly. In the coffin, a woman wearing an ancient bride's red robe and a phoenix crown, just like a frightened wild cat, curled up inside.
Excessive fear made her face turn pale... No, it was a kind of dead white in itself. The nails of her hands had been pinched into the palms, but not a single drop of blood spilled out.
This is a corpse.
live corpse.
The corpse of the earth, the soul of the yin.
Whoa! The coffin board shattered with a loud bang, accompanied by the screams of the bride. Her body seemed to be pinched around her neck by an invisible giant hand, and she was lifted up fiercely.
"Forgive my life... Forgive my life!!!" Ordinary people were pinched by their necks and could not make any sound. However, as if the bride had no vocal organs at all, she desperately grabbed her hands near her neck and screamed: "Sir! Forgive my life. what!!"
"I haven't eaten blood food!" She almost screamed: "I'm just sleeping! Just sleeping!!"
Snapped! Before she finished speaking, a slap in the face made her head turn ninety degrees. But immediately turned back like there was no cervical spine. He wanted to say something, but when he saw Alsace's murderous face, he couldn't say a word. He could only bite his lip hard and didn't dare to say a word.
Alsace raised his eyes unhappily, and finally rewarded the other party with a cold look: "Do you know this palace?"
The female ghost trembled all over, and her lips were trembling. After a few seconds, he said hoarsely: "Dian, Lord Warden..."
This unscientific!
Not mystical either!
Why... why are you so unlucky? Every day in the underworld, there are ghost marriages, and they accept psychics. There are not ten or seven or eight people who accept the summons. Why is their ghost marriage discovered
And... and it turned out to be Lord Warden in person!
God knows, when she felt a surge of Yin Qi descending on the city. Almost lost his soul. The voice that was familiar in the underworld, "Yin messengers take people, idle miscellaneous retreats", just heard it, like the sword of the gods that raised her head three feet, and scared her to the point of being blown away.
Yin Si whispers, God hears like thunder. The dark room is devastated, and the eyes of the gods are like electricity.
"Don't kill her." At this moment, a voice came from the side. Li Gui shuddered and turned his head in disbelief. In the next second, all the bones in his body seemed to be taken away, and he fell to the ground with a thud.
The King of Hell... The King of Hell is here!
Countless screams sounded in my mind, and my soul was chilling. She tried to stand up, but her legs were too soft to move. In the end, he turned his hands under his forehead, touching the ground with his forehead, and couldn't afford to kneel for a long time.
"Sir... Forgive me..." She sobbed and said, "Little devil is wrong..."
Qin Ye ignored her and sat directly at the table with Arthas.
not angry
No... The underworld has repeatedly ordered to collude with the world, all kinds of red-headed documents, but there are still such fish that slip through the net. Because of her, the inner demon stretched out its tentacles. Several villages and towns were destroyed as a result.
But what's the use
Roaring at the female ghost who just didn't know what the devil is? Slap her
What can be saved? On the contrary, it made him even more incompetent and furious.
"Do you know how many ghost people in the underworld have been harmed by Chiyu because of your ghost marriage? Has it disappeared?" Qin Ye adjusted his sitting posture and said slowly.
Li Gui shook his head blankly. The heart is already cold.
Even... Hades and the warden... didn't ask her name...
"Sin is unforgivable." Arthas sneered: "However, the death penalty is unavoidable, and the sin is forgiven. If you don't want to enter the six hells, I hope you can answer the following questions truthfully."
After a pause, she smiled slightly: "If you refuse, search for the soul on the spot, and then keep the integrity of the soul and go to hell. I can ask myself if I can do it."
"Yes..." The female ghost shook her head.
Let the two real power bosses come here in person... Perhaps the moment she saw them, she realized that it was impossible for her to die.
The room seemed to be quiet.
Qin Ye tapped lightly on the armrest with his fingers, and rubbed his chin with the other hand. He didn't immediately ask, he wasn't interested in knowing the name of this Specter. However, what he is interested in, he may not be able to ask.
The opponent's realm is too low.
What the inner demon wants to do can be completely hidden from the other party. but…
Why does the urban weirdness continue here
Three years ago, there was a riot here for the first time, and the tentacles of the inner demon reached into the underworld for the first time, pushing the Daqingshan riot with one hand. His goal has been achieved, why... continue to talk strangely
Grim Reaper script
Do you want to attack the authority of the King of Hell by becoming a god? Does it need a "nominal"
It may be so. But... there's one more thing that doesn't make sense.
That is the existence of ghosts.
She is the ghost of Daqingshan Village's ghost marriage, and this soul cannot be concealed in Qin Ye's eyes. However…
Who is keeping her
Songketai Funeral Home, for three years, kept a ghostly married female ghost in one room. Who would do such a pointless thing
"The lock has not been opened." Arthas whispered beside him: "When I entered the house, I touched the lock, and it was full of dust. After she entered, she never opened the door again."
Qin Ye nodded slightly. The Inner Demon once again did the unexplainable.
Daqingshan, it was not necessary to destroy the scene, but it was destroyed, so that the speed was not enough, and the riot congealed the ghost and ghost did not have time to hit the Tonghua Market, and was intercepted halfway.
Songketai, obviously it should destroy the scene immediately and let all the participants return to the West. But... the female ghost survived.
Qin Ye finally raised his eyes and looked at the female ghost: "What's your name?"