Dark night.
Qin Ye's room.
A man, a woman and a ghost silently looked at the suddenly flickering computer. Surrounded by goosebumps crying ghosts.
Kakaka... Like a grudge, Choi Taimin moved one point every time it flashed. Qin Ye stared at the screen, but he suddenly realized...
Choi Taemin is getting closer and closer to them!
No... It's getting closer and closer to the computer screen!
As if... the next second, he will climb out of it!
The card... The screen flickers again, but... Choi Taemin disappears from above!
Only empty photos remain.
"Leave?" Li Zhenshu frowned.
The voice was not loud, and it echoed in this lonely room, but it seemed as if another person was speaking, causing the hairs on her back to stand up.
"No." Qin Ye and Quan Jinghao stood up at the same time, protecting her: "He's still there."
Pop! At the same time, the computer screen flashed again, the picture suddenly turned black and white, and the souls in the lanterns screamed!
Brush Lala! The computer screen moved, smooth, not like a slideshow, but at the same time... a pale white sphere... popped up from the bottom of the photo.
That's... Choi Taemin's bald head!
With a click, there was a soft sound, and Li Zhenshu didn't know when to take out the pistol and loaded the bullet. Everyone saw that something was wrong, as if... the evil spirit in this photo was about to crawl out!
In the dark and flickering screen, Choi Taemin's head rose higher and higher, and finally, took up the entire screen.
The facial features are already distorted to the point of death, the eyes are exaggeratedly large, and the inside is black. Bottomless, it brings a different kind of terror.
He laughed.
The mouth propped up two apple muscles, as if a slit was carved into the face, revealing the dark teeth inside, and the black and red blood cascaded down from the lower lip, and the eyes stared straight at the three of them. It's as if I really saw them.
Even Qin Ye has to say, young man... The use of horror scenes is great and promising...
Pop... The next second, the screen turns off. Then, the lights flashed again.
"What happened just now?" Li Zhenshu breathed a sigh of relief and asked, putting down the gun.
Where did you hide your gun? Qin Ye glanced up and down at the other party several times, and felt a deep sense of magic. Then he cleared his throat and said, "If you look at the supernatural photos with human eyes, even the most overcast person can only see some shadows. However, this photo brings together me, Kim Taemin, and Shiyue. The resentment of those who died tragically. It has long exceeded the scope of supernatural photos."
"It's like an eye that records everything around me. My Yin Qi is far purer than theirs, so I've restored it all. As for the last..."
He was silent for a while, and snorted: "He should have sensed my presence."
"How does it affect your future actions?"
Qin Ye frowned.
It does have an impact, and it's not small.
The Russian underworld has already assumed a weak country attitude of "you touch, I'll lie flat". However, the premise of this gesture is not to touch the death script. Now that he has touched the core of the Death God's script, and has been noticed by "grandmother", how the other party will react... It's hard to say.
"That's faster, kill Jin Taimin directly before the other party reacts!" He licked his lips, he didn't intend to let go of this fat.
"I hope to use your power. Li... What should I call you? It's too vulgar for us to call you names."
Li Zhenshu smiled slightly: "You can call me Sister Xia or Sister Li."
Qin Ye was silent for a while, then coughed dryly for some time: "It's XiA."
"Xia?" Li Zhenshu sneered, "How close is our relationship?"
"No no no... I mean, Xia. Caixia's Xia."
Li Zhenshu looked at him silently for half a second: "So, your name is Luo? Please stay away, please?"
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dark.
Bottomless darkness.
This is an underground cave with a huge space. But only in the center, there is a coffin, the lid of the coffin is opened diagonally, and there is a lantern burning a ghost fire on it.
Elsewhere, you can't see your fingers.
Brush and pull! Suddenly, the lantern ignited a pillar of fire more than ten meters high. Only then can you see that the cave is at least thirty or forty meters high, a hundred meters wide, and the walls are uneven. A little light doesn't shine there at all.
"Ah... ah!!" A low neigh resounded in the coffin, short and sharp like the cold wind blowing through the crack. Immediately afterwards, a hand covered with pitch-black nails and covered with blue-purple corpse spots suddenly stretched out from the coffin and rested on the edge.
"I saw... I saw the deadly ghost..." The voice in the coffin became hoarse: "He is looking for me... He... will come soon... "
Da... The sound of the cane leaning on the ground rang out in the dark, slowly and slowly. After ten seconds, a man dressed in ancient European marquis costume walked to the coffin and looked inside: "There are many practitioners who want to die. Now, there are more ghosts who want you to die. You are the source of instability in South Korea in modern times, the Tsar has been sifting for a long time to find you, what's so scary about you?"
"No... No." Like a dying person in the coffin, he struggled to say a word, and panted, "The other party... is not the Korean Specter... I felt a powerful Yin Qi in him, and the quality was completely different from ours... He … very strong… terrifying…”
He seemed to cry: "Lord Rumyantsev... I'm afraid..."
Rumyantsev sneered and shook his hand lightly. I don't know when a red wine glass appeared in his hand. He took a sip and sat on the coffin.
"Did you know? Oh... You don't know, how could a third-rate underworld like South Korea know that there is a special ranking of Yin spirits in the world."
"There are fifty kinds in total. Once each one appears, it will be utterly ruined. The appearance of a special Yin spirit represents the possibility of becoming a manor. Especially the top ten, all have the foundation to attack the King of Hell."
"And you..." He patted the coffin lightly: "It is the uncrowned king of 220,000 square kilometers—he was the leader of a cult during his lifetime, and after his death, it directly affected the turmoil of a country. The Eternal Life Sect you founded is still circulating... "
He lowered his body suddenly, smiled and said, "You know... your ranking?"
silence.
After a long time, a hoarse voice sounded from the coffin: "I don't know..."
"Seventh, 'extremely evil'. Also known as corpse spirit, or stinky spirit - don't blame the name for being difficult to understand, international rules are formulated by powerful countries, and these are the fifty special Yin spirits ranked by China. You can You should be honored to be seventh on the list."
"A cultivator of the same rank, Li Gui, is no different from a scum in front of you. What's more..."
Boom... A cloud of yin that is far more terrifying than stench spreads out like a tsunami, and countless ghosts and fires dance across the space as if singing praises. There was a sudden movement in the coffin, and then it calmed down.
Dong, dong, dong... In all directions, countless heartbeats sounded, and hundreds of ghost fires shone, and it could be seen that the wall... was not a bump at all.
But... a living dead!
They lay on top of each other in this cave, forming a circle of walls, and the whole cave is a huge morgue! I don't know how big the real area is! And as the ghosts danced wildly, the scarlet eyes slowly opened in the darkness.
"What's more, this lord is still here." The countless yin in the pores made Rumyantsev gradually float into the air and slowly rotate. Countless ghost fires centered on him, forming a pale vortex.
In all directions, ghosts were crying like the waves crashing on the shore, and in the red eyes like the stars in the night, a dozen huge golden pupils suddenly opened.
"Furthermore, there is also the most prestigious spy organization in modern times, our most powerful Yin Feather - the Wraith of the KGB! Five 'Swallows' and five 'Crows'. The evil of China... I let him, but he dares to come here... Even if you die, no one will know!"
"Wait quietly, there are still the last 30 days, I will go and talk to the other party in person. If the negotiation breaks down, I will stay here in person. If the negotiation is successful... "
He glanced at the coffin with a sneer: "You are lucky..."
The last word fell, and his body turned into countless Yin Qi in the light of laughter, tearing apart a pitch-black vortex and disappearing.
It was dead silent again here.
I don't know how long it took before a hoarse voice sounded in the coffin: "Compared to me... you are the real monster..."
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The modified car ran fast on the national road.
Surrounded by an abandoned city, the lonely cold wind swept up the garbage, and there was no living dead in sight. But after driving, I always feel that there are invisible sight lines in all directions.
Like a traveler walking in the wilderness, it seems that there is only a sea of green grass, but under the swaying grass, I don't know how many green eyes are looking at this fat and bloody food.
This is already the edge of Jinjing District. According to Li Zhenshu's information, the first case of the train where the living dead broke out was in Jizhang County. There are two high-speed trains in Busan, one is from the North District into Gyeongsangnam-do. The other is that Gijang-gun enters Gyeongsangbuk-do. Busan trip is Gyeongsangbukdo route.
Wang Chenghao drove while Qin Ye sat in the passenger seat. Oda Nobunaga sat in the back row, and beside him, there was Quan Jinghao in the shape of a spirit body.
"Brother Qin." Wang Chenghao said without squinting while driving: "Why don't you go to Kunchiyan? Don't you say the sooner the better?"
Qin Ye looked at the map of Jizhang County and answered without looking up, "Xinzhong, can you answer him?"
"Yes." Oda Nobunaga nodded, organized the language before saying: "One..."
"Huh?!" Wang Chenghao's eyes widened, his nest lined.
Oda Nobunaga coughed lightly: "Mr. Wang, there is a problem here, that is why so many living dead were transported to Busan, but there is no news."
"The government is covering up? It exists, but they always have to take the high-speed rail road. It can't be hidden from the eyes of the people when they are transported in like this. But why is there no news at all?"
Wang Chenghao thought thoughtfully: "You mean..."
Oda Nobunaga continued: "It is very likely... They have a direct route to Kunchiyan Mental Hospital, and this line can only be taken here. So... Maybe it will be faster here!"