At the Yeouido high-speed rail station, the three of them sat in their seats, watching with interest the busy flow of people outside the window.
After a night in Yeouido, he left and went straight to Busan.
Wait a night, it depends on the attitude of the Russian side. China has been closed to the country for a hundred years - at least it seems to be the case in foreign countries. So, how to contact this top underworld that has been away for a hundred years
Qin Ye couldn't guess what the other party was thinking, but he was sure of one thing, that is, the other party must be extremely careful.
The facts were no different from what he had guessed, and nothing happened last night. In addition to the sudden increase of insect envoys - this is in line with his and fate's judgment: the Russian underworld is trying to get rid of the possibility of Hanyang underworld, and one-way contact with China underworld. This is also an attitude, telling Qin Ye that I know your country's messenger is coming, but we didn't tell Liu Yu. This is our sincerity.
"No direct contact... Probably Rumyantsev is still thinking about how to get in touch, what to talk about? Is it to be open and honest, or to test it step by step? If the talk breaks down, they will keep Hanyang's line as a spare tire..." Qin Ye leaned On the chair, there was a faint comprehension: "He is observing the behavior of the Chinese underworld after a century of reopening?"
"In addition, the analysis of fate is correct. Russia and the underworld of Hanyang have formed the same blind spot because of different thinking: I don't know or believe that I will use the death script... Then what I will do now... "
He stared at the constantly changing sign outside the window, and after a night of sorting, he basically had an idea.
Can't be soft!
You can't let the other party see that China has been closed to the country for a hundred years, and it is no longer domineering. To tell them, Huaguo is still the supreme underworld. This is his real reliance, and it is also the most precious intangible legacy after the collapse of the underworld.
Second, it is to stick to the setting - I am just a messenger sent out to pave the way for the King of Hell, not the King of Hell.
In the end, it is to minimize the contact with the death script - this is the most sensitive function of a Yama.
This is contrary to what he wants to do, and it seems to be a dead end at the moment. The function of the god of death is absolutely guarded against death. He dares to bet that the tsar 100% gave the order to die. Once an unstoppable force intervenes in the script of the god of death, then he would rather destroy ten years of hard work than leave the legacy to any force. .
"Gret..." There was a retching sound from the side, Qin Ye turned his head and didn't bother to answer. Continue to organize your thoughts.
"And Rumyantsev must be following us... He played against me, so he should have remembered my yin. One is to observe, and the other is to prevent the death script from leaking. If I continue to follow No. 2 to check Go down... it must be realized that my real goal is the Reaper script."
He pressed his temples with a headache, and there was no good way for now, so he put down his thinking. Instead, he closed his eyes and remembered something else.
It was a sudden thought. The original purpose of his coming to Korea was to "study." According to the second term's words, he had to travel thousands of miles and read 10,000 volumes of books. Only then would he be able to write the death script. Casting miracles is a long process, and in the middle, the underworld and the underworld must be considered. mentality, and the timing of the shot, and the most important "story."
This is not something that a fledgling Hades can grasp.
And through this period of "study", he has a deeper understanding of casting miracles. Just take advantage of these two hours to sum up.
"The so-called death script, to put it simply, is actually a reality show, but it is countless times larger than ordinary reality shows, and it is also infinitely more bizarre and dangerous. It's like... A Chinese Ghost Story in the film and television was moved to the world, and through a single pass This supernatural thing makes humans believe that there is a real thing, and it is truly staged in the human world."
"These supernatural beings will cause people to fear, and fear will lead to belief. Who do you believe in? There is no set number."
"So, in the end, a Yan Chixia is needed to gather faith. Set a goal of faith for people. And whoever plays this Yan Chixia, the final faith will open the door to the kingdom of hell for it."
"One must consider Yangjian's attitude. Too frequent supernatural outbreaks will completely eliminate the possibility of instability in the Yangjian. For example, South Korea, they will ask for help in China. For example, in China, the special investigation department may be dispatched. Then... Arrangement A good 'stage' is likely to collapse. It is even more important to consider the acceptance of human beings, and 'horror' also has a 'threshold'... ”
I have to admit that Tsar Arturu is indeed an old-fashioned god of death. The sinking of the Shiyue was really too ruthless, but the effect was outstanding. At that time, there must be something related to Liu Yu left at the scene, which made LSD executives notice: Ah... It turns out that there is still a legendary death in Korea... Let this Liu Yu play "Yan Chixia" and slowly prepare for the stage .
But he won't do it.
This is his bottom line, the bottom line of a young future Hades.
"Gret..." Just as he was about to continue thinking about it, there was another retching next to him. He couldn't help rolling his eyes, and looked impatiently at Wang Chenghao, who had a sullen face: "Morning sickness?"
"No..." Wang Chenghao took a sip from a glass of mineral water: "Brother Qin... Did you smell it?"
"what?"
Yi Tai slumped on the chair, felt his stomach and said listlessly: "I don't know if there is something wrong with my nose... After getting in the car, I always smell a disgusting smell."
Qin Ye frowned, and was about to speak, when suddenly, his eyes jumped slightly.
There really is…
If there is or not, it is mixed with other flavors... It seems to be some kind of chemical, not pungent, but nauseating, mixed in the air everywhere. I was thinking about it before, but I didn't notice it.
He calmly looked at the passengers around him, and no one felt anything different.
Yin spirit's sense of smell of flesh and blood is ten times that of ordinary people, but this is not the taste of flesh and blood. There are too many mixed tastes, but they can't distinguish the original taste... He looked at Wang Chenghao: "Can you hold it back?"
"Can... vomit..."
have to.
Qin Ye sighed, "Drive right away, bear with me, I'll help you to the bathroom later."
At this moment, all the flight attendants of the high-speed rail walked into the carriage, and the door slowly closed. A minute later, the scenery on both sides began to slowly regress.
Just as Qin Ye helped Wang Chenghao out of his seat, a flight attendant walked over with a smile and said in Korean, "Sir, it is inconvenient to leave the seat in this car, please forgive me."
Obviously can't understand.
"watt?"
As soon as these two words came out, the flight attendant understood it in seconds, and immediately switched to fluent English: "Sorry, thiscarisnotallowedtowalkfreely."
However... she was still greeted by "Watt?"
The flight attendant was stunned.
Are you kidding me
"She... means... the car can't move around." Wang Chenghao let out a long sigh of relief: "i'malittlecarsick.iwanttogotothebathroom/I have motion sickness and want to go to the bathroom."
The flight attendant looked at the high-speed train that did not vibrate, and then looked at Wang Chenghao, whose face was pale, "… "
play with me, right
I have seen motion sickness, but I have never heard of high-speed rail. But it doesn't look like it's pretending...
The corners of his mouth twitched for a few seconds before he turned around and said, "Followme, please."
I can understand this sentence... Qin Xueyou Ye helped Wang Chenghao and followed the flight attendant over.
They are in the tenth section, the last section, and the high-speed rail in Korea is very short, most of which are ten sections in length. Just as he walked past the connection, Qin Ye's eyes suddenly moved.
The flight attendant's room is half-covered, but... After sweeping through it, I found that it was covered with talisman paper!
These talisman papers are tied with silver chains, and... they are written in Chinese characters!
"Sorry." The flight attendant was stunned for a moment, then quickly walked over and closed the door. Turning his head as if relieved, he smiled at them: "Please?"
"Brother Qin... vomit..." The two followed, and Wang Chenghao said in a low voice.
"Don't talk, I saw it." Qin Ye's eyes have become cautious. After months of hard work, he is very clear that some high-end magic techniques are commonly used in the world, and the talisman painting method just now is one of them.
Suppress evil!
This is its full name, and its function is to suppress all evil. But... that's not the main effect.
If it is just to suppress evil, it is not as good as most of the talismans of the same level, but its real effect...
It is to shield the evil spirits!
What is shielding
That is, can't see, can't hear.
To put it another way, on this train... I'm afraid something happened, and it was suppressed with the suppression of evil! The train they see now is not what it really looks like.
No one would keep their eyes open all the time, and so did Qin Ye. If found in the sun... yo? With a headless bride behind her back? How did you die? chat
Or... I'll go... The young man can, with five or six yin spirits at his feet, the fate of the past life? Come, let's talk hearts...
Result: Three days later, Qin Ye was detained in Qingshan Neurological Hospital...
For those who are not accommodated by yin and yang, this set of talismans can also calm his five senses of "living", but the effect is not strong.
"Hold her." Qin Ye said lightly, and slowly fell behind, his eyes were suddenly dark, and he opened his eyes. The next second, he opened his mouth in astonishment.
The car is still the car.
People are still those people.
But... Around the carriage, there are bloodstains that haven't been cleaned!
It was no ordinary bloodstain, but... like an artery or an arm, the neck was suddenly bitten off, and the blood was splashed on the wall!
The whole car is! However, on the outside of them, they have obviously been cleaned many times, and only some faint marks can be seen. But in Qin Ye's eyes, it was very obvious.
Blue sky and white sun, blood-stained trains, if ordinary people see this scene, they will definitely freak out!
He seemed to understand... why he smelled that strange smell when he got into the car.
It was blood, rotting flesh, and the smell of detergent mixed with it.
"What the hell happened here..." I walked forward in surprise, but suddenly realized...
They've walked past the restroom!
did not stop.
He turned his head and looked at it. On the bathroom, there was a yellow sign with the words "under maintenance" written in English, and...
In the bathroom, the strange smell is very strong!
It's as if... there's a rotting corpse hidden inside!