Yama Rising Chapter 180: : Stop Ling (1)

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In front of the school, Qin Ye stood in the last corner of the crowd. The morning wind blew his forehead bangs, and he took a few deep breaths before calming himself down again.

This is the ocean before the storm, and the waves below are already rough. But they are all trying to maintain the surface peace.

"Why do they always feel a little uneasy? What confidence do they have to come to the ancestral hall?"

He doesn't think that the opponent will attack at all costs and broke all the barriers of the evil last night. His judgment is that the opponent will try tentatively at most, and leave immediately.

But at this moment, he suddenly hesitated.

Intuition.

Those invisible eyes made his hair stand on end. Even felt a kind of madness at the end.

"Because, you still don't understand the shame." The paper crane in Alsace's avatar fell silently to his shoulders, and said lightly: "You are only a monk halfway through, and you can’t understand... a shame, who lives in the underworld Hundreds of years later, for this piece of land, for the underworld, and the sense of belonging to the gods."

"Not only will they not back down, they will do their best. This is a feeling you can't understand right now. Be careful, tonight...it's not that simple."

Qin Ye quietly looked at the dark sky: "Why?"

There is no answer.

After a long time, Arthas said quietly: "If you have to have an answer, it is dignity."

"Dying for dignity?"

"Yes..." The paper crane lowered his head, and then calmly said after a while: "It's stupid, but it's a pity, this is the same in this palace."

At this moment, with a loud "Salute!" Everyone put their fists on their right chest and was silent.

Swipe it... the snow-white money paper is flying, Qin Ye sees it, Qin Ye sees it, and the three red-flag cars headed by it. White flowers are tied to the label. A white cloth tape hangs from the door.

The fleet is very long, all red flag cars, three in a row. Slowly drove past the school gate, and the most noticeable was a modified SUV in the center.

It's huge. About three and a half meters. On the roof is a portrait of Gu Qing, surrounded by golden and white chrysanthemums. There are also several wreaths stuck on both sides of the car body, white elegiac couplets fluttering, and all of them are the names of important people that can only be seen on the news.

What made Qin Ye stare at was the five chains on this car, which seemed to be illusory. They were pierced through the car door. They were engraved with incomprehensible foreign characters, including Japanese and Greek. There are other. These chains are stretched straight, and look along...I didn't enter the fifth dormitory of the first repair shop!

"On the stage for attracting souls, the chains that fasten Gu Qing's soul?" Qin Ye whispered: "What if Zhou Xianlong finds out now?"

"No." Alsace said coldly: "Now let's move, even one of them won't work. These are just five forces, who knows how many people have come. To kill... you have to cut the grass and root."

Ka la la la... the morning wind blows, and the iron chain makes a slight trembling sound that only Qin Ye can hear, like a hanging coffin in the sky, the scene is extremely frightening amidst the sky of money and paper flying. Qin Ye kept watching the car driving towards the ancestral hall, only then took leave and returned to the dormitory.

The tutor’s quarters are very quiet.

It's as quiet as a coffin.

All tutors and students will participate in Gu Qing’s cessation ceremony. And it will be broadcast live all day long on a newly opened TV station in Bao'an City. Qin Ye didn't turn on the TV directly, but took a good rest. He only opened his eyes at three in the afternoon.

Rumble...The clouds are rolling in the sky, and lightning flashes from time to time. The sun was shielded so that no light could be seen, as if the bottom of a pot was buckled.

Wear camouflage uniforms, fasten the straps of military boots, and zip up. He ate few things and sat in front of the TV. Press the switch.

"...The time is now 3:04 in the afternoon. I am Zhang Xiang, a reporter from the Special Channel of Bao'an City, and I am entering the venue specially from Macomia, Cabo Delgado Province, Mozambique, Africa. Mr. Yedikar, the first secretary of the administrator, he will give condolences and memorial services on behalf of the local senior administrator, Mr. Rowell..."

On the TV, a group of black people walked in in robes. Qin Ye didn't pay attention, and as the picture turned, he looked at it seriously.

Panorama of the mourning hall.

It's huge.

The inside of the ancestral hall is small, but the outside is huge. This mourning hall is an open-air mourning hall. Instead, the ancestral hall is like a palace in it. I don't know which one of the first Xiu University can do it. Anyway, when he was not watching the night, the outside of the ancestral hall had not changed much.

Wreaths with black and white couplets are stacked all over the floor. Government officials at all levels were chatting outside the venue, and relatives and relatives knelt on the futon in front of the portrait with white armbands. And the coffin surrounded by flowers in the center is a real coffin, full of purple-red, carefully crafted, and you can see the flat peach seven-star map at a glance.

More eye-catching, are the five chains that ordinary people can't see at all. At this moment... they are already stretched straight, facing the door!

Already here...

Qin Ye took a deep breath. As Alsace said, there is no shortage of five forces, and all of them have the courage to come to the scene!

At this moment, they are hiding among the students, just outside the door, even if they know that there is a judge and a dozen impermanence at the scene, they still come.

They are waiting.

Wait for the twelve bells to ring when one's strength can explode to the extreme.

He searched quickly. Zhou Xianlong was not there, but he must be nearby. The school had consecutive accidents. If there is another accident today and no results can be obtained, it is impossible to justify.

At the scene, Tao Ran, a professor of the actual combat department, an unusual female associate professor. Professor Chen and Zhili of the Department of Theory, two associate professors. Lou Chuan, professor of the Ghostsmith Department, took two associate professors... and none of the other professors were absent, all of them were at the impermanence level! A dozen impermanent seemingly random, in fact, have already stood in five directions, and have never moved half a step.

Outside the door, the tutor is at the front, and behind is a group of black and oppressed students, all with white flowers, silently mourning.

Qin Ye sat in front of the TV like a stone sculpture, not letting go of any details, time passed by, four o'clock, five o'clock...seven o'clock, ten o'clock...

Eleven o'clock!

11:20, forty, fifty...

His breathing hurried involuntarily, and he had put his hands on his waist several times and was about to arrive...The invisible fuse/fuse had already burned to the end... For a moment, he wondered if he was Brainwashed by Alsace.

In this kind of situation, shouldn't the previous self slip away?

Why are... so expectant?

Fifty-one points, fifty-two points...every minute, every second, it creaked in Qin Ye's room. Kara la la... On the TV, the chains that were invisible were shaken vigorously at fifty-five minutes, and the texts in various languages ​​gleamed endlessly. And Gu Qing's soul, following the shaking of these chains, seemed to come out of his body!

I don't know which one is too tense. The hand that shook the chain was a little harder, but there was a slight bang. The whole mourning hall was silent for an instant.

At this moment, no one comes to pay homage.

A dozen professors in the main hall looked at the coffin together. They were very sure that the sound just now sounded from the coffin!

Swipe! The suit of Professor Lou Chuan of the Ghostsmith Department suddenly rushed upwards, and the almost invisible silk thread dropped from the cuffs to the ground. He looked at the coffin coldly, and whispered to the associate professor beside him: "Watch the scene."

"Yes!" Just after the Associate Professor answered, there was another slight "Boom!"

Swipe it... At the same time, the heavy rain that had been brewing for a day poured down, swallowing this dull drum of war, electric snakes wandered in the sky, and the earth was blue and white.

Kakaka...There was a strange sound of tight chains in the air, and all the professors' eyes became serious. Tao Ran's hands were under his belt, and the true energy was already lingering in the wrinkled hands and palms. An auspicious cloud rune is looming.

"No one is allowed to move!" The five professors said almost at the same time. Although they couldn't see what it was, their years of fighting with Yin Ling had already let them know that there is definitely something here!

"All tutors, be optimistic about your students! No one is allowed to step into the mourning hall!" "Anyone who dares to leave their position, whether tutor or student, immediately drop out!" "Teacher You, notify the principal! Take a test Come! Right now!"

"This is..." A secretary looked at everything on the scene in amazement. Professor Chen and Zhi Li of the Department of Theory said calmly: "Associate Professor Ma, leave the scene with irrelevant people and clear the scene!!!"

At the moment of impermanence, in the hands of the judge, who dares to be so presumptuous!

Qin Ye in front of the screen also bit his lip, holding his hand out of emptiness.

Only he can see that the five chains are almost completely tightened, and the runes on them shine like stars!

So bold!

At this moment, a long-lost anger rushed to the heavenly spirit cover, my territory, my underworld, actually let these people come and go freely?

What is the official?

Clay sculpture wood carving?

There is no one in the world, really is the Chinese government come and go freely?

At 11:58.

"Well..." In the student group, a classmate looked at the classmates around him in confusion: "What's wrong with you? Do you want to call a teacher?"

The rain was pouring, but no one left where they were, all wet.

"No need..." The classmates around him seemed to be holding something in their hands, shaking lightly, with a crazy smile on their faces: "My official...just excited..."

When...

At this moment, a bell rang.

After that, twelve bells rang, haunting the campus.

Dangdangdang...Dangdangdang!

At this moment, dozens of figures in the student group rushed out frantically and went straight to the mourning hall. The speed was so fast that the tutor did not even react!

"This is... the soul?!" Lin Han was stunned, finally reacted and shouted: "Protect the mourning hall!"

"Go!" The last figure let out a weird smile that was not a teenager, and his hands suddenly spread out: "変なのか, お前らの地府が阴霊をかばう実力はない! / Weird strange, you humble The underworld doesn’t even have the strength to shelter the Yinling!"

"阴で人を持って、雑然として退避する!!" "negatiivineneroottaapois, sir!" "γινδιαφορ?φ?λε,π?σωπ?σω!!"

The bad news takes people, the idleness retreats!

In an instant, dozens of Yin Qi went straight to the coffin!

On the top of the building, Zhou Xianlong stood up abruptly, angrily: "What a darety person!!!"