Swipe... Qin Ye opened his eyes in the darkness, suddenly pushed open the coffin board above and sat up.
It was a black van, a hearse to be exact. There were white prayer flags and wreaths hanging all around, a black coffin was parked in the center, and Qin Ye was sitting in the coffin.
For this sudden corpse deception, the surrounding "filial sons and filial daughters" did not have the slightest fear, and even a dutiful son hiccupped because he stopped fake crying too quickly. Rubbing his eyes, he said, "Mr. Qin?"
This car is driving on the way from Zhaozhou County to Yuncheng City.
This is Qin Ye's method. He uses the Ancestral Talisman to suppress his whole body's desire, and then uses a hearse to go to Yuncheng City. All the people driving the car are from the Central Special Investigation Department. .
Qin Ye didn't answer their question, instead he frowned slightly and continued to look at the sky.
what a powerful force...
This is the power of true qi... The leader is a high-ranking judge, and the other ten are impermanent, human beings... But... the opponent holds something that can threaten Yama!
boom! At this moment, a shadow flashed across the sky. Because the speed was too fast, the grass and trees on the ground swelled forward, a wind and waves came from mid-air, and even the sky and white clouds were pulled to pieces by this figure.
Qin Ye's pupils shrank slightly, and his brows furrowed fiercely.
It was a Taoist priest.
Three long beards, immortal style bones. Holding a whisk in his hand, he wears a dark blue robe with a picture of the two tai chis on it. Lined with white thin silk robes, the robe flutters like a fairy. This attire… the status is absolutely extraordinary.
And he felt that the thing that could threaten Yama was on the other side.
Just as the middle-aged Taoist priest just flew by, ten shadows followed, like fighter jets lined up. The clouds receded like the surrounding ocean tide.
The killing intent is undisguised, like Moses dividing the water rod, pointing straight at the city of Yun!
Damn it! He cursed inwardly and withdrew his gaze. Lie back in the coffin.
He didn't know how Yangjian was doing, and he didn't have the time to investigate. He could only do his best. Completely trust each other.
At this point of the needle, the most annoying thing for any decision maker must be changes that cannot be grasped.
Like now.
"Sir, it's clear." At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in his headset, and an investigator whispered: "Half an hour ago, Zhang Tianshi, the contemporary of Longhu Mountain, took the ancestral hall and Tianshi seal, and brought the Quanzhen ten. The first elder will go to Yuncheng."
"reason?"
He paused in the headset: "I don't know..."
Boo! Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden slam on the brakes, with exclamations and gasps. Two seconds later, the voice sounded again in the headset: "Sir... the road is closed."
Road closure
Qin Ye's eyes narrowed fiercely. Just as he was about to lift the coffin board to take a look, he suddenly became silent.
Like a real corpse, he lay quietly in the coffin. Close your eyes gently.
At this moment, the whole world seemed to lose its voice.
The investigator who was on the phone with him stopped talking. There was no wind, car noise, or even a trace of noise from the outside world. A silence more terrifying than dead silence suddenly descended on the carriage.
Da... A soft voice sounded, but it didn't make people feel like a beacon in the dark night, making people feel hopeful. Instead, it feels like... it's like walking in a dark alley in the middle of the night, there is no one around, only my shadow is illuminated by the street lights, and behind me... suddenly there is a voice!
Qinglin walks on the flat sand, and the ghosts talk to each other in the night alone.
Qin Ye knew that there were only the investigator and him in the car. If someone opens the door without authorization, the investigator will definitely use various methods to warn.
However, not now.
Even... I couldn't hear the investigator's breathing or speaking, as if all the investigators had their tongues cut off at the same time!
A cold yin air permeated the entire carriage, followed by a series of heavy breathing, and the sound of "dong dong" knocking on the ground with the crutches. There is also the sound of dragging in the carriage because of his old age, staggering on his feet.
And... the pungent corpse stench!
A dead person got into the car.
And... the realm is at the level of the ruler of the government, so that all the investigators are not aware of it.
He couldn't see his own problem... Qin Ye with his eyes closed, his mind was already spinning quickly. The first thing that comes to mind is to confirm my guess.
Sure enough... With the closure of the yin and yang rift, the vigilance of the inner demons is getting higher and higher. Is he waiting? Waiting to see if Yin Feather appears? To prove if you are anchored? The Yin Yu who sacrificed continuously before still made the other party more vigilant...
Perhaps to others, this confirmation is irrelevant. But demons can't. 50% of its strength lies in its own indeterminacy.
Once there is the possibility of being anchored, coupled with the blockade of Truth Listening, it is not an invulnerable existence!
It's just... In the darkness, the corners of Qin Ye's mouth curled up slightly.
It's just... I'm afraid you'll never imagine that what anchors you... is not the underworld.
card! At this moment, there was a harsh sound on the coffin board. Yin qi, along with the corpse odor, poured in at the same time. When you close your eyes, you can feel the light in front of you. The strong odor caused Qin Ye to almost vomit.
The other party lifted the coffin board.
"Tsk... So young, it's a pity that the soul has dissipated, it's a pity... it's a pity..." A voice almost murmured from above, a pair of cold hands gently caressed Qin Ye's face. He could even feel the sharp fingernails running across his cheeks.
Sand… nails all the way down to his chest. To the heart position, suddenly pierced!
Nothing happens.
Zi... There was a sound of sucking/sucking, which was the remaining blood on the other side's licking/licking fingers. After a few seconds, there was a sigh: "It's really dead... It's so uninteresting..."
Boom, boom... The crutches gradually disappeared from the door. The world seems to have woken up again, the sound of discussions, the sound of the car horn, the sound of the engine, the sound of the ear. Inside the coffin, Qin Ye suddenly opened his eyes.
At the level above Yama, unless his soul is annihilated, the death of the body can no longer be counted as "death".
One minute, three minutes, ten minutes... He calculated silently in his heart, and after ten minutes, he gently pushed open the coffin board and sat up.
Still stuck there, surrounded by vehicles, shouting and scolding endlessly, the investigators in the car were vigilantly paying attention to every move around. No idea... Ten minutes ago, Death passed them by.
Qin Ye didn't remind them of their thoughts, the huge gap in realm, reminding them was useless.
What made him care was... Who was it just now
Not the Seventy-Three Immortals of the Zodiac, the monarchs of the Seventy-Three Immortals of the Zodiac, the Yin Qi has long been remembered by him. The mansion just now... He has never seen it!
Moreover, the other party's Yin Qi is very strange, as if buried in the ground for thousands of years, full of outdated breath. As if... As if a mummy had touched his face just now.
He was secretly fortunate in his heart, the demons were cautious enough, and now the side of the yin and yang rift must be heavily guarded. Fortunately, he chose to go to the world.
Unexpectedly, the other party also laid a backhand in the sun. It's a pity... The other party never imagined that the King of Hell would come in person! instead of Yin Feather!
"Is the road closed..." He looked forward and gritted his teeth secretly.
The dark piles in the government also shot...
Right in front of them, a riot-proof pile had already been erected. But... behind the riot pile... there is no one!
Those people in police uniforms and work clothes are just a bunch of corpses!
Damn... Qin Ye scolded secretly, looked at his watch, and lay back in the coffin. Eleven hours left!
The defense is so tight, either a major event is about to happen, or the inner demon is ready to retreat!
It is impossible to enter Yuncheng City for eleven hours, the yin and yang cracks are closed, and everything will probably be buried in the cracks of history. What are they doing? Why do digital Yama suddenly appear? Where did these unfamiliar high-level emissaries come from? Everything is back to looking for a needle in a haystack again!
He doesn't allow it.
Requiem City does not allow tens of thousands of unjust souls!
… … … … … …
Brush Lala! True Qi broke through the air, like a long dragon. The eyes of the Taoist priest at the forefront were all red, and his clothes were dancing like a dragon. His eyes were fixed on a certain part of Yuncheng City.
A few hours ago, the soul fire of the ancestral hall was swaying, and the soul lamp belonging to his direct disciple Yun Kong... went out.
If it's just a direct disciple, that's all. But... Zhengyi is a sect that can marry in Taoism, and Yun Kong... is his biological son!
Although Longhu Mountain does not have the highest combat power, Zhang Tianshi left the Three Treasures of the Book and Sword Seal. Without any hesitation, he immediately opened the ancestral hall in rage, took out the Tianshi seal, invited the top ten elders of the sect, and rushed to Yuncheng immediately!
"Whoever it is..." His teeth were about to shatter, and he murmured from between them: "I want you to pay the price!!"
Under the seal of the Celestial Master, even the ruler of the government should be afraid of seven points!
At this moment, his eyes suddenly condensed, and his body fell rapidly. In midair, Ruoye He Xiangyun, ten figures fell at the same time. Steady on the ground.
"It's you..." The middle-aged Taoist priest's lips were trembling, and the whisk was raised and pointed forward: "It's you!!!"
This is the outskirts of Yuncheng City. extremely remote place.
There are almost no trees around, it is empty, and there will be no farmland or households. And on this empty stony ground, there stood a man with long hair and a shawl with a pale face.
The other party carries the soul breath of his son!
The man smiled slightly: "Master Jingming, headmaster of Longhu Mountain. It's been a long time."
brush! The answer to him was that the dust in the hands of Master Jingming was soaring, like a nine-day silver waterfall, directly crossing dozens of meters towards the opponent!
The hatred of murdering sons is inseparable!
Whoa! However, when these floating dust hit each other, they spread out like a stream of water. Just in the silver splashes in the sky. With a loud shout, Jingming's body rose into the air, like a goshawk pounced on a rabbit, the dust flicked gently, thousands of silver threads scattered, and a long sword of autumn water appeared in his hand.
A sword came from the west, if the white rainbow pierced the sun, it startled the magpie to fly south, and even the ground was drawn into a ravine several meters deep by this unrelenting sword energy.
Tai Chi Two Ritual Swordsmanship: One Yuan Restoration!
"Come on!"
The air seemed to freeze, like a real murderous aura, and the long-haired man's black hair fluttered, and even the human skin began to fluctuate like ripples. However, in this sea of swords that looked like a tide and filled with resentment, the long-haired man smiled.
"Longhu Mountain is hundreds of miles away from here, and it's not easy for you to travel thousands of miles."
His body slowly fluttered in the air, and dark yin qi spurted out from the seven orifices. This yin qi was so violent that it even formed a pitch-black vortex with a radius of 1,000 meters on the ground.
Just one second!
"Then... I will send your father and son Jiuquan to meet each other, how about that?"
boom! ! The yin qi completely exploded, and even the sky was dyed black. In this endless blackness, a figure more than ten meters tall stood up with a twist.
"Four consecutive malevolent stars - hate and jealousy, please give me more advice."
Brush Lala! Master Jingming's body stopped abruptly in mid-air, looking at the dark clouds ahead and the terrifying figure in it in disbelief. After a few seconds, his body trembled, and he said in a dry voice: "This... how is this possible... "
"This is... Yan Luo Specter?!"