Yama Rising Chapter 15: : Calling the soul (recommendation for new book period)

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Qin Ye nodded, this is his feedback for gathering Alsace.

The other party's rich experience will become the cornerstone of his survival in the coming great change!

"Then...just wait." He looked out the window, and tonight is time for preparation.

Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow will be the time when the true sword meets the white blade.

Even if Grim Reaper crawls out of the TV, he will kick the opponent back!

The day passed so quickly, Wang Chenghao was so scared that he didn't dare to be alone by himself, and stayed behind Qin Ye like a pendant all day. Until the end of school in the evening, Qin Ye rushed to the outskirts of the county without saying a word.

In the summer, the baby's face changes as it changes. The sky was still clear during the day, and when they returned to the funeral street at six o'clock. It was already overcast, black clouds pierced through the sky, and occasionally a bluish-white lightning flashed by.

At this moment, the supernatural broadcast has just been let off. Everyone is closed, and no one can be seen on the long, rustic streets. The evening breeze blows and sweeps away the scattered paper money on the ground. There are still paper hoisting banners hanging at the door of each house, and the whole funeral street looks gloomy and windy.

Wang Chenghao never left.

"Ziye..." Qin Ye opened the door of the shop and turned on the light before the other party relaxed. Qin Ye dropped his schoolbag and rubbed his arms, pulled Wang Chenghao away, looked directly into his eyes, and said word by word: "Wait a moment...whatever you see, keep it in my heart and forget it in my mouth. Say half a word..."

He didn't finish speaking meaningfully.

Wang Chenghao nodded desperately. He also had some premonitions. Tonight... I'm afraid I will see something that science can't explain.

Qin Ye didn't care about him, he was already busy quickly. Arthas said in his mind that the soul-calling could not be completed with Qin Ye's strength at all, he still needed some auxiliary props.

Dead incense, incense made from ashes. Not human bones, as long as they are ashes.

The picture of impermanence, the shadow and the soul pass through the underworld, and the soul of impermanence. As the backbone of the communication between yin and yang, the portrait of impermanence must be present.

A bowl of rice, not ordinary rice, but cloudy rice. Steamed with glutinous rice and dried in the shade.

A bowl of chicken blood and a chopstick made of willow wood.

After searching everything, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening. Qin Ye closed his eyes and rested on the chair. Soon, I heard the bell ringing at twelve o'clock.

According to Alsace, first, hang the image of impermanence on both sides. With the sound of brushing and pulling, the two people on the left and right, wearing black and white robes, with their tongues hanging out of a meter long, pale portraits of men, were placed on the desk.

The incense case, this is a must for a formal funeral.

The four characters on the top hat of Hei Wuchang's head are "The world is peaceful." There are also four characters on the top hat of Hei Wuchang, "Get rich at first sight."

Immediately afterwards, the yin rice was placed in front of the case with chopsticks inserted on it. This is to let the impermanence show mercy and leave the ghost one last time.

If you agree, the chopsticks will fall.

If you don't agree, the chopsticks will not fall after the three incense sticks are burned, then...no one should try to call the soul.

Whoever recruits will die.

The Hades wanted him to die for the third watch, and no one dared to stay until the fifth watch.

According to Alsace's words, although the underworld is gone. But this is the way of heaven, and the way of heaven automatically maintains some of the rules of the underworld, otherwise...the world would have been messed up long ago.

Qin Ye did not hesitate about Wang Chenghao, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and yin air suddenly erupted from his side. Wang Chenghao opened his mouth and was about to exclaim, he immediately covered his mouth and retreated tremblingly. Bed corner.

Swipe! Amidst the gathering of yin qi, the ghost messenger was already wearing his body. At this moment, he lost his mortal status and prayed to the world as a shame.

He ignited three gray-white dead incense, which turned out to be a faint green fire. The whole room is very strange. He bowed to the end of the **** of impermanence, and according to Alsace's whispered voice: "After the end of school, the ghost will send Qin Ye, please open your eyes to impermanence."

After speaking, insert the three incense sticks firmly into the incense burner. Put the soul-sealing ball in front of the yin rice.

"There are yin and spirits who die but do not disperse today. For the sake of the world, please let the sky open a line, and leave the man with the surname of the king half yang, and the official can borrow or repay it."

A man surnamed Wang? Is... his father?

Wang Chenghao in the corner already feels a little out of control, and he dare not say a word. I just feel sweaty and cold all over.

At this moment, the image of impermanence suddenly moved.

As if the wind is blowing, the two couplet-like portraits rise and fall gently.

Wang Chenghao felt his scalp numb and almost exclaimed.

Because... the windows and doors are all closed! There is no wind in the whole house!

How can it move? What's the matter!

Qin Ye didn't speak any more, so he knelt halfway in front of the incense table, the dead incense burning little by little. Five minutes, ten minutes... The time for a stick of incense is fifteen minutes.

On the thirteenth minute, his eyes suddenly brightened.

The chopsticks inserted on the yin rice were moved gently.

Then quietly fell down!

At the same time, the yin rice started to decrease out of thin air! Unhappy, as if something invisible is eating!

"Quick!" Alsace yelled, "Calling souls is a must! There is only one chance! This is an excuse for Hetian to eat with yang, and to give you face. You can't finish asking before the meal is finished. , This ghost is completely gone!"

Qin Ye was also very nervous in his heart. After living for so long, it was the first time he did such a thing. Putting both hands together, he lightly shouted: "The fishing light draws the soul to open the underground palace, and the night crystal shines on the quiet/house. Open!"

As soon as the voice fell, the sand of the soul ball fell apart and turned into a talisman, which ignited spontaneously without wind. In the center of the house, a cyan cloudy vortex condenses, and a white shadow, as if rising from the surface of the water, slowly rises from the center of the vortex.

"Uh..." Wang Chenghao let out a muffled noise, and passed out, covering his mouth.

Qin Ye took a long sigh of relief and asked in a low voice: "Wang Zemin?"

"Ah ah ah ah!!!" However, he responded with a heart-piercing scream. Full of pain, this soul wore a straight suit. He knelt on his knees as soon as he condensed, and screamed frantically with his head in his hands.

Qin Ye was stunned: "Although I understand your feelings very well...but your way of expression seems a bit too much? Can you restrain it?"

"There is a problem with this soul." Arthas said: "Grab him."

Qin Ye's temple jumped, this kind of thing: find a wild ghost stone, go, what's the feeling of Pikachu?

"Roar!!" Before he could move, Wang Zemin, who was holding his head tremblingly, raised his head desperately, and a two-meter-high green flame spurted out of his mouth. The sound was no longer like a human voice. The moon and the black wind are high, the secret room calls souls, and the impermanence picture rises straight under the ghost fire for no reason, and everything around is swayed in the tragic blue fire light, which makes people's back chill!

Ka...As soon as the pillar of fire soared into the sky, Qin Ye's waistline pierced into the opponent's Tianling Gai at the same time. With a stern roar, the chilling green pillar of fire finally extinguished in Wang Zemin's mouth.

"Light the sky lantern." Alsace was a little surprised: "Open his mouth, you can see some unexpected things. The so-called lighting sky lantern is the most painful torture to the soul. The dead can't enter the cycle of reincarnation. Can only bear the endless pain of the soul being burned. Tsk tsk tsk...who hates him so much?"

Qin Ye pinched the other's jaw, the touch of his soul was very cold, it was an illusory substance. However, there is a candle in the mouth of this illusory soul!

Qin Ye took it out and took a look. The candle was off-white, emitting a strong smell of decay, and the wick was pitch black. As soon as it was taken out, the corpse let out a sigh of relief, and finally two green fires slowly lit up in the pupils of both eyes.

"The corpse oil candle, after death, pour the corpse oil into the stomach, from the stomach to the mouth, and then put the wick made of twisted hair. It burns for a hundred years. The corpse oil candle is also known as the soul-staying nail. There is no escape for the soul it pinned, and the corpse will remain immortal. Something similar to ancient Egyptian mummification technology." Arthas said.

Qin Ye played with the broken candle: "Can this explain why Wang Zemin is dead and his body is still alive as usual?"

"It's hard to tell for at least a month."

"Are you... a ghost?" At this moment, an unbelievable voice sounded, and Wang Zemin's soul trembled and said: "You...you saved me?"

"Yes, time is running out, let me give you a rough idea. You are dead, but your body is still alive. There is a ghost in your house. If you don't resolve it, your son will die tomorrow."

"Ahao...Ahao? She...she is going to do something with Ahao?" After Wang Zemin was stunned, his voice suddenly became sharp.

Unfortunately, no one except Qin Ye can hear his voice.

"Did you see that bowl of rice? How did you die before you finished eating? Know what to say, hurry! Otherwise...you will have to go on the road after eating. I can't save your son."

"Okay..." Wang Zemin's ghost closed his eyes, and he is by no means an indecisive person to become the richest man in a county. As the spirit body waved gently, he quickly opened his eyes, gritted his teeth and said: "It's all because of that woman..."

He took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and said quickly: "My company is Haiyue, Haiyue Company. It's not too big, you may have heard of..."

"Haiyue?" Qin Ye raised his eyelids in surprise: "The Haiyue I imagined?"

Wang Zemin smiled bitterly: "Trademark law cannot have two identical names, it should be the Haiyue you think."

Alsace wondered: "Famous?"

"Quite famous." Qin Ye sighed: "Originally, the reputation is not big, but it is famous and famous, why did it move here."

"It seems that you have also heard of..." Wang Zemin smiled bitterly: "Back then...When Haiyue Company was booming, a post appeared on the Internet. I still remember the owner of the post. Her name is 'That stormy scene.'"

"The name is good." Alsace said to Qin Ye indifferently: "But he had better say faster, there is no time to hurt him in the spring and sad autumn."

Qin Ye went on to say: "I'll come on, boss Wang, you are a little unstable, so let's watch and supplement."