Yama Rising Chapter 102: : I find balance in the underworld (2)

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"It will be like this in the future?" he gritted his teeth.

"No...When the psychic hall is built, a special rune paper will be produced. When the ecstasy is put on the head of the psychic, they will not remember anything when they come to the ghost gate." Arta Si lightly said: "Rather than caring about the future, you might as well take a look at the moment."

"These people... come here with fear and anxiety. Once the answers you give exceed their psychological limits, you are not afraid... just to be Yama for a day?"

Qin Ye stared at the darkened Yin Ling below with a headache. How to do? What should we do now?

There is no place to put these ghosts in the underworld, but now it is only the first batch!

"The prefectures are waiting to be developed. All the newly arrived Yinlings will participate in the construction of the prefectures. Rest assured that once the prefectures are completed, everyone will be paid for their working hours."

No one spoke up below. This is a good sign. Qin Ye sighed silently: "These remunerations are not coins, but are the unique benefits of every ghost and people who build the underworld. For example, in Xinjian Optional residences on the streets of. For example, priority access to the government assessment department..."

"Hey..." Arthas sighed with a smile, already sitting up.

The offers continued to be released, however, the more he said, the more serious Qin Ye's eyes became.

The Yin Ling below was not grateful, but crossed his eyes, showing an unbelievable look.

"...The underworld is facing complete reconstruction, and various important buildings need to be built..." He continued in a deep voice, thinking again and again in his heart: Am I wrong? Where is wrong?

"My lord." Before he finished speaking, the middle-aged man who wore glasses straightened up and asked respectfully, "Does every door into the underworld need to be rebuilt?"

"Yes." Qin Ye couldn't find a reason for telling lies, he needed too much manpower now.

"...So...other adults, don't you?" The middle-aged man pushed his glasses and smiled more respectfully: "I used to be a government official, from Laidong City. I listen to you very kindly."

Qin Ye's lips moved slightly. He did not participate in the government, let alone manage people. The new official took office, and he could only say what he remembered.

Even if he has lived for so long, there is a huge gap between what he saw and what he did.

"Only the official is present at the ghost gate, and the official is responsible for all this."

"It turns out that it's only you..." The old man stood up with a grinning grin: "Hold the grass! I was worried for a long time, what eighteen hells and six reincarnations...Fuck it!"

Qin Ye's eyes flashed suddenly, and his hand was already holding the handrail.

Following the words of the big man, at least a hundred people stood up at the scene, and the others' eyes flickered and hesitated.

"In other words, I was afraid that the netherworld was an empty shell." The big man licked his lips grimly: "Old ghost, there are a lot of seats next to you...Did we sit on it? Can you be as brave as you?"

"Maybe his performance is better than him, and he can be promoted faster." A young man with yellow hair also stared at the hall with excitement, and stood up with his hands.

Kabbah...Kabbah... a muscular man broke his neck and stood up as well: "The netherworld and Laozi think very differently. When they first arrived, they were scared to death. It’s a hundred times better than what we imagined, and all the **** chairs are ready for us."

"What are you waiting for!" The hideous man pointed to the hall and shouted, "Isn't there anyone in the underworld? Just sit on it! We are the black and white impermanence on the TV! Fear of a ball!!"

"That is, there are more than a thousand of us, he is alone, afraid of eggs!!" "So many empty chairs, aren't they waiting for us! Open the door!!" "Get out! Let Lao Tzu pass!!"

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

At least hundreds of people stood up and rushed towards the hall with their red eyes. Qin Ye closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief: "What's wrong?"

"Too gentle." Alsace bends his perfect silicone legs. Gently rubbed against the main beam: "You can't grasp the mentality of Yinling at all, but it doesn't matter, all Yinling has encountered this situation."

"They came down from the sun, originally with a state of fear and awe, and suddenly found that the underworld was different from what they thought. Moreover, it was an unrestrained place. There was no law, no police, no government, and just sat there. You are a clay sculpture and wood sculpture, and there is a desolation around you. The desire in your heart has expanded exponentially, coupled with the practice of self-righteousness but not blame for the public. As long as one person shouts, a thousand people will riot."

"This is the Yinling Riot. This is a small one. It is a large scale. It is the Yinling Riot. The most terrifying is the Yinling Rebellion. In the history of the underworld, there were two rebellions and five riots. Once. You’re not just sitting back and forth... You’re fighting for time with these ghosts. Once the riots can’t be suppressed, then... your Yama will end up."

"Don’t forget... this is just a prelude, a piece of cake. When the whole country feels that the large number of ghosts established by the new underworld arrives, your underworld’s shelf can’t stand up... Then, something really will happen. Ah..."

Boom! !

At this moment, a total of six to seven hundred people rushed up with red eyes and a hideous expression. However, as soon as they rushed to the entrance of the hall, a white curtain of light suddenly appeared, flowing one by one. Knowing the ancient Chinese, the door was sealed tightly.

"Open the door! Let's go in!!!" "Anyway, there is no one here, can we help!" "Open the door! Let go! You are not afraid that we will tell your superiors that you will abuse us!!!" If you are not responsible and do not meet our needs, you will be dismissed sooner or later!! Open the door!"

With distorted faces, Qin Ye saw the ardent yearning for power from the middle-aged man who could barely see his body in the crowd. The ecstasy of the disappearance of the law was seen on the face of the hideous man, the impulse to violence was seen on the face of the muscular man, and the madness of letting go of themselves was seen from the faces of the old and instigated.

"Fear and the law disappear, so the wire of the heart is broken." Qin Ye muttered, nodding thoughtfully: "I wrote it down."

"Reassure, the ghost gate is the facade of all the underworlds, and it cannot be opened without the impact of a million ghosts. As the founder of the new underworld, you have control over all buildings. But what are you going to do now?" Arthas spoke with interest.

Qin Ye smiled and snapped his fingers. With a bang, the light curtain in front of the hall turned into white light splashing.

Hundreds of ghosts suddenly disappeared, and rushed in like a tide of ghosts screaming. At the same time, the Yin Ling in front let out a cry of exclamation and quickly faded back. The front and back were crowded, and the door was suddenly blocked.

Broaring, screaming, and soon became silent, and then began to quietly back away with horror on his face.

Because right in front of them, Qin Ye took out the Ghost Sword.

The blade is pale, with wildfire lingering. And he had already slapped the table and jumped into the front compartment.

"How to do it?" Qin Ye smiled slightly: "You have reminded me a lot..."

"I really am...too gentle."

As soon as the voice fell, the Guitou Knife cut out abruptly.

Swipe! ! Different from the use of Yang Jian, this knife cut out, as if echoing the whole world, Xin Jifu made a buzzing sound, countless yin Qi tsunami submerged into the ghost knife, and a dark knife light sprayed from the hall of the ghost gate. He came out, a full ten meters high, and rushed straight to the front of the hall.

Wow! ! The ground rubble splashed, and a gap of several meters deep appeared in an instant, endless ghost fires soared into the sky, and all the ghosts in the center disappeared in this knife.

One knife, at least one hundred Yin souls fly away.

"Oh?" Alsace played with his hair lazily: "When did you find it?"

"In the morning." Qin Ye smiled and walked out. Wherever he passed, the yin spirits who were still boiling against the sky looked at him in disbelief, and then turned to look at the deep chasm on the ground. , Staring, gasping cold, like a water diversion stick, letting go.

Deadly still.

There is no sound.

As far as he went, the group of ghosts retreated until he stood in front of the square cauldron.

"You have been saying: Without the **** of a ghost, ghosts will exist in life. There is a ghost here... isn't it the only official?" Qin Ye carried the knife on his shoulder and looked around the audience. Yigui dared to look at each other, and all his eyes lowered his head.

Alsace flew out of the hall. Someone saw this strange silicone doll, but no one dared to laugh.

"Remember, the netherworld...is a realm. And you created him, it can be said that you are now the creator of this realm."

"The nature of your life has begun to change. But a realm can be strong or weak, and what you can achieve in the end depends on how the underworld can develop."

"If you have the ability to unify the world's underworlds and initiate a magical battle against other underworlds, then... you may really be comparable to the legendary God, Jesus, and Pangu."

"Here, you are God, a unique God, no one can hurt you."

Qin Ye nodded, he understood.

Yes: No one can hurt you.

Not equal to: You can dominate the world.

When there are more and more yin spirits, and with their own wisdom, they can't kill them by themselves, and others have organized their own government, who is this underworld?

Hate to press gold thread every year to make wedding clothes for others?

Who is in charge of the underground palace!

"There is still a lot to learn..." He walked over slowly, scratching his hand, and the spirit of the middle-aged man with glasses flew over and knelt directly in front of Qin Ye.

"You...what are you going to do..." His voice trembled: "I...I will appeal! I, we are also ghosts of the underworld now... I, we have political rights..." /

Qin Ye smiled.

Then swipe it down!

Brush...the knife passed without a trace.

The figure of the man with glasses is like a breeze, and a little soul fire flutters into the hall, lighting up many rakshas in the hall, and King Kong looks like an ancient lamp in his hand.

"Who else?" He slowly turned around, looking around the audience. Everyone, whether it was the ferocious man before, or the muscular man, had trembling lips at this moment.

Within five seconds, there was a dull sound, and the remaining eight or nine hundred Yin Ling knelt, touching the ground with their foreheads. Don't say a word.

"Who told you that the local government can bargain with the official?"