Yama Rising Chapter 101: : I find balance in the underworld (1)

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Qin Ye was completely stunned.

He looked at the registration desk of hundreds of people, and then looked at the darkness around him, shaking his body: "Is it time to resign now?"

Boom!

Before speaking, a tree beside the boulevard collapsed, Arthas raised his hand, Hexi smiled on his silicone face: "What do you think?"

It seems...not feasible...

"So... first of all, I need to find some trustworthy Yin Ling to be the judge of death?" Qin Ye rubbed his chin and bared his teeth.

At this moment, a "boom" sound resounded through the space.

"Oh, your first business is here." Alsace looked at the boulevard with interest, and rows of ghosts looked around curiously, and walked towards it. She said gleefully.

My Nima... Qin Ye took a look, his facial features were all wrinkled together, what the **** is this!

Slices of ghost fires rise from the yin air from all directions, like fireflies in the night, falling to the ground, turning into shocked figures.

Different from what was expected, there is no order at all. An employee wearing a suit, a civil servant carrying a briefcase, and more of them are old people with white hair, men and women, looking around curiously, all in a psychic state, at least thousands of people, pointing Point, some were still touching something in their pockets, and they started discussing vigorously.

What to touch?

Qin Ye held his forehead feebly, what else can he touch besides taking photos with his mobile phone and posting to Moments?

These ghosts are not afraid at all!

It's not the same as what he imagined, the yin spirits are strung on a rope by ghosts, bowed their heads, and silently walked towards the ghost gate. The blood-red leaves on both sides, the money papers flying in the air, can't evoke the other's anxiety at all. Should they be said to be a new generation of ghosts born under the red flag and growing in Xinhua country?

"No... why are they not afraid?" Qin Ye shook his head lightly, with a face full of surprise: "Isn't my underworld atmosphere not good enough?"

Alsace did not know where he fetched a hookah and took a sip elegantly: "To be honest, it did a good job. However, the former underworld was a surround sound system sponsored by the "Black Mountain" group. The entire gate cost tens of millions. There are also lighting equipment sponsored by the "Painted Skin" group, which is also tens of millions. There is also the road to the real estate construction of the "Evil Lai"..."

Qin Ye rubbed his eyebrows with a headache: "I understand... I have a set, no lights, no sound effects, no group performances, no atmosphere like the underground palace?"

"Not only that." The silicone red lips spit out a faint mouth of blue smoke, and gave Qin Ye a winking glance: "Without the suppression of Yin Ling, how does Yin Ling know where he is? If you don't know, you think it is. The chosen person has entered the infinite game."

"...Are you reading the unlimited articles...Should I limit your online time..."

"Be quiet and listen to my palace, don’t talk nonsense." The smoke pot knocked on Qin Ye’s head, and Arthas gave him a blank look: "In fact, the main source of merit in the official position of the Yin Division is not suppressing evil spirits, but A ten-year assessment in a place where the term of office has expired. Every time you get one-tenth of the merits of being promoted to the next official position. Understand?"

Qin Ye frowned and nodded.

Alsace didn't finish speaking. The implication was that even King Yama, he started with a village official.

He has already taken over the important task of rebuilding the underworld, and that has to be done step by step.

First of all, we must try how to contact Yin Ling.

Alsace's figure flashed and floated above the beam, Qin Ye took a deep breath, and the Yin Qi burst out, turning into a state of being held in his soul, turning over and sitting on the chair.

"What would you do?" The silicone fingers with red nail polish tapped the beams lightly. Arthas smiled and murmured, "There is no yin spirit suppressed by the yin difference, but it's not worrying. Very..."

Qin Ye sat in the hall with a panic, watching the group of people approaching the ghost gate, and took a few deep breaths.

"Calm... Calm!" He put his hands on his chest: "Isn't it just pretending to be forced, and then doing routine work? I can... Speaking of pretending to be forced, I haven't lost to anyone!"

Twenty minutes, half an hour later, all the Yin Ling walked to the entrance of the hall. The three big characters of Guimenguan were impressed in their eyes. Looking at the two couplets, the expressions on the Yinlings' faces were extremely complicated.

Some people can't believe it, some are surprised, some are worried...Qin Ye calmly put the expressions of the ghosts of his Highness into his eyes, and said nothing.

He was holding the shelf peacefully on his face, and his heart was already incomparable.

What's so special...Is it really the business that Mengxin should take over!

There was dead silence at the scene, only money and paper in the air fluttered endlessly. I don’t know how long it took, and there was a sound of discussion below. Finally, an elderly ghost was selected by others, leaning on a crutches. Slowly walked up.

The eyes are facing each other, and the old man's heart is cold.

The creature in front of him is not a human at all, with black eyes, white pupils, and white hair. Thinking of the three words "Guimenguan" at the door, he trembled and knelt down involuntarily, and said with a trembling, "sir...here ......Is the Yin Cao Jifu?"

"Yes." Qin Ye's voice was very flat, echoing throughout the hall: "You are dead."

The old man trembled all over, and climbed two steps forward. When he raised his head, his white hair was messy, his lips trembled like a stroke, and his voice was choked: "My lord...I...I am the richest person in Huizhou. Huang Zhengweng of the thirty-fifth, if... if the little one can return to the yang... the little one pays all the price!"

"Yes! My lord! Please! I don't want to die!" "My lord! Please help me out! My daughter is still waiting for me at home!" "My lord, please!"

"Quiet!!!" The darkness in front of the hall was crushed, like thousands of ducks, Qin Ye was dizzy because of the noise.

As soon as the word quiet came out, there was sudden silence below.

"Life and death are fate, how can the Yin Cao Jifu allow you to bargain? Where do you think this is? The vegetable market!"

Alsace raised his eyebrows, saying nothing.

"My lord..." A scared man came out, his face full of regret: "Really...Is it the Yin Cao Jifu?"

"What do you think? The main **** game?" Qin Ye sneered.

The big man gritted his teeth and bit his scalp and asked: "Is it...the sun is sinful...I will go down to eighteen levels of **** here, and then enter the six reincarnations?"

Before speaking, everyone around took a breath and moved away several meters.

Qin Ye looked at him coldly, without speaking.

This question is common, but now it is very tricky.

There is no one under his hand! A future Yama sits on the platform in person, the Yin Ling is not controlled, has his own thinking, the six reincarnations, the ten hells, and the eighteen small hells have not been built yet, and even the book of life and death does not know where it is. The merits and demerits of these people, where can he let them go?

He suddenly understood what Arthas said before.

This is a test of a new archon, the way to start from scratch.

"My lord..." The big man's words obviously brought tension and a kind of desperate madness, and his voice was hoarse: "Really?"

"There are special circumstances in the underworld now." After thinking about it for a long time, Qin Ye decided to tell all the Yinlings that this kind of thing can't be hidden, and there are thousands of Yinlings...Even if he doesn't have the confidence to press the opponent, he said in a deep voice: "It's in a state of disintegration and needs everyone to work hard to rebuild."

On the beam, Arthas sighed quietly.

Still tender.

Indeed, Po Meng was looking for the right candidate. This is the only one who hopes to complete the task of rebuilding the underworld. However, he also has fatal flaws.

Because I am too old to die, I have never dared to set foot in the upper class in the world. Let alone being in power, he has no idea how to deal with the affairs of a village.

Just like now, forced to surrender her old bottom, she can already speculate that she cannot be kind today.

"There is no escort, Yin Ling has memories of life, you are negotiating with a group of living people..." She slowly whispered: "The human heart is the most unpredictable, single person is very simple and pure, But ten people, one hundred people, that is an unbreakable scripture... I hope... you can remember today’s lesson well."

"Reconstruction? Dilapidated?" The big man just breathed a sigh of relief, and a middle-aged man wearing glasses exclaimed: "Reconstruction...The underworld is gone? Then where do we live? We...also participate in reconstruction ?"

"My lord." A grandmother also wondered: "We didn't sit on any bad things during our lifetime, and should we participate in reconstruction?"

"What the **** is going on?" "Isn't the underworld rewarded for good and evil? I'm just a small citizen?"

"Presumptuous!!" Qin Ye yelled, his voice resounding like thunder. He suddenly discovered that in this temple, he actually felt like the Lord of the World.

Flapping...All the ghosts immediately knelt down like quails, but when you look closely, each ghost looks different.

Any yin spirit, they all have the same look, that is, fear and anxiety. But under this fear and anxiety, there are others hidden. Some were gloating, some were meditating, some secretly looked at Qin Ye's figure. Some gritted their teeth.

Extreme anxiety and fear formed a wire. What Qin Ye had to do was to keep this steel wire continuous.

"Dare to make a noise in the Yin Division, is it too long to live?" Qin Ye's eyes slowly swept over everyone like a cold knife, no one dared to raise his head and say a word.

At this moment, Alsace’s voice came from above his head in a low voice: "You can let them open up the Yin Qi, level the forest, and even build buildings. Little guy, these are just the first batch of Yin Ling. More and more, just leave it alone...Sooner or later something big will happen."

Qin Ye faintly has a bad premonition: "For example?"

Alsace chuckled and said, "The Yin Ling who is not suppressed by the Yin Division, and with the spiritual wisdom in front of him, gathers more and more together, do you feel... what will happen?"

Qin Ye gasped.

riot...

Yinling Riot!

Especially... when he is the only one here!

In the worst case, the new underworld may even be overthrown, and countless ghosts will push him off the political arena, changing the sky in the daytime!