Yama Rising Chapter 241: : cage
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At this moment, Asakura Takuma felt his hairs standing upright!
The small bathroom is pretty cramped for his height. Especially it is separated by the bathroom. This kind of constriction turned into suppressed fear in the glimpse of the dead soul just now.
The lights went out suddenly, and everyone had to take time to adjust to the sudden darkness. In the darkness where you can't see your fingers, there is a suffocating silence. Like... a cemetery late at night.
Every sound is a source of terror.
"Gudong..." A feeling of extreme danger suddenly filled my heart, and cold sweat on Asakura Takuma's forehead involuntarily came out. There is a voice in my heart screaming frantically: escape! Flee now! leave here!
Without any hesitation, he immediately turned around and immediately opened the door. However...
Can’t unscrew!
There is no locked door at all, it can't be opened anyhow at this moment! The horror of electrification reached Tianling Gai. He hammered the door like crazy. Even kicked it with all his strength. However, with his strength, an ordinary wooden door that deforms with a kick. At this moment, it was like a steel plate, and couldn't kick it!
"Ha...Ha..." After exhausting his full strength for ten minutes, he felt his legs numb. He retreated to the washstand, panting. He roared and shouted: "Iwatani! Iwatani-kun!! What are you doing? Answer me!!"
However, there was no answer.
However, at this moment, his goose bumps are all over his body! Desperately backing to the corner of the bathroom, until his back was against the cold wall, he stopped in shock.
Someone is looking at yourself...
Just beside me! Behind myself!
Who is...who is here? Even if he had seen blood in his hands, he was shaking violently at this moment. After looking around vigilantly, his eyes froze suddenly. Looking straight ahead, the next second, cold sweat poured out frantically, his legs softened, and he almost sat on the ground!
"Ah...he...ha..." The voice in his mouth is incomplete, his eyes are wide and his mouth is wide, only breathing in but not exhaling. Because right in front of him, in the half-length mirror... his shadow is also staring at him!
It's not his horrified form, but...just like a few minutes ago, standing straight on the other side of the mirror, motionless, staring at him in the dark.
The self like a dead body.
"This...what the **** is going on? Is there a ghost? Is there a ghost?" His voice even trembled and cried. At the same time, the self in the mirror suddenly turned his head. . Look to the other side.
On the other side... he looks to the other side... this is not me... what the **** is this? No...on the other side...what's on the other side?
The rapid breathing was suppressed deep and heavy. He suddenly trembled, his head turned around mechanically.
The other side... is the bathroom...
Just the next second he looked at the past, suddenly! In the bathroom, the faucet spouts water! Asakura Takuma screamed, squatted down like crazy, pulled his hair with both hands, and closed his eyes tightly.
There are ghosts... Really there are ghosts!
There are definitely unclean monsters here!
Hey... the faucet stopped abruptly, only the sound of the bath tyrant was left, and a pale moonlight was cast from the welded windows on the wall. Dimly... he was trembling to find... on the frosted glass in the bathroom, there was... a person's shadow!
The other person is taking a bath, rubbing his body. It was such an ordinary action, but it brought him a terrifying, hell-like experience!
It's impossible... It's definitely not a person inside! He just saw it, the bathroom was empty.
The throat is hard and painful, and the limbs seem to be stiff. In the cramped hut, suddenly an extra person appeared in the mirror, not his reflection at all...All of this was about to drive him crazy.
He just wants to stay away from the bathroom at the moment. As if separated by frosted glass, there was a ghost.
Suddenly, a hoarse voice sounded in the bathroom. It's hard to hear, like the sound of a cat scratching on glass, but with rhythm.
"かごめ，かごめ. Cage seam, cage seam."
"かごの中の鳥は/Birds in the cage... いついつ出やる/I want to come all the time..."
"Yeming けのばんに/On the night before dawn...Crane and 亀が滑った/The crane and the tortoise slipped..."
Asakura Takuma's back palms are already in cold sweat. This ballad, he knew, was named...
And the next sentence, he also knows.
He didn't make him wait. After a pause, the voice in the bathroom rang again, but the other party didn't sing this sentence.
Rather... I read it word by word with myself in the mirror!
"Who is in front of 后ろの?"
Behind...who is facing you?
Asakura Takuma also read it, and his voice stopped abruptly when he finished. Because... a cold hand, in this pitch-black space, from the wall he was holding against, touched his cheek...
"Ah!!!"
In a few minutes.
It is still that room. The man reading the newspaper on the sofa heard the sound of opening the door and said without looking up: "Did you finish?"
There is no answer.
There is only the sound of footsteps, like a zombie, thumping...booming towards him.
As soon as the other party was about to turn over the newspaper, his brows suddenly stopped.
The smell of blood...
What a strong smell of blood...
He lifted his head slightly, unable to see the whole picture, only two feet, walking towards him like a zombie.
That's Asakura's slippers...
"Heh..." The man took a deep breath, and suddenly reached into the armpit of his suit. The speed at which he drew out the gun was not unpleasant, but when he raised the gun, immediately afterwards, the whole person was dumbfounded.
The next second, his teeth began to tremble, his pupils contracted, and his body moved backwards involuntarily, like a spring of cold sweat.
That's not Asakura...
That's a corpse...a living corpse.
Wearing Asakura's clothes, there is no head on the neck! The corpse's hand... grabbed the messy hair of the other party and held it in his hand.
"Are you going to shoot me?" Asakura's head has no lower jaw, and the lower jaw is in the other hand. At this moment, the other side is like a puppet, breaking the upper and lower jaws, and actually said the whole thing.
Asakura's head turned to the man, and his sluggish eyes stared at him: "You really want to shoot me?"
"死に行く!!!" The sense of fear instantly broke through the man's heart, and the gunshots rang bang, but no sound could be heard from this room.
Five minutes later, the quiet room suddenly opened. Asakura and the man walked out intact.
"I have to say that China’s netherworld theory is correct." Asakura said indifferently: "There are three fires in a person. When faced with emotional breakdown, the three fires are faintly invisible. At that time, it was us. It’s the best time when you’re in possession."
"If yin and yang cannot intersect, why should we be so troublesome." The man said: "But it happens to be one person and one body. This identity enters the collection room with integrity, it is really perfect."
He looked at the phone: "There are still thirty minutes, then... shall we go and notify the noble Lord Lord?"
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Three thirty.
Along with the melodious sound of the boat, Qin Ye opened his eyes.
I can clearly feel that the cruise ship has already started moving. He waited quietly for a minute, then sat up suddenly.
The snow-white shirt was pulled up to his arm, and Ming Shiyin was tied to his clothes, and he walked to the door lightly.
"In just an hour, there were two power fluctuations." Without opening the door immediately, he squinted to look at the doorknob: "One is true Qi, the other is Yin Qi. All are at the impermanence level. The number of people is unknown. Master Ming?"
Ming Shi Yin said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, where you are going, I have done the monitor. The collection room is located on the bottom of the cabin. Just follow my instructions. When will you get worse?"
"Not in a hurry for the time being." Qin Ye looked at the deep corridor, and no one was in the corridor at the moment. The lonely passage, the slightly shaking ground, makes people feel...this passage seems to lead to hell.
"We have to attack the ill-preparedness of the difference, now we are doing it, the goal is too obvious."
Sand...sand...shoes stepped on the carpet in the cabin, softly and silently, Qin Ye was not in a hurry. Jiade did not have a lot of lots this time, and it was at least an hour before the finale of the Yaobian Tianmu Bowl was verified. These sixty minutes are enough to do a lot of things.
The interior of the ship is very similar to the building, and the passage to the ground floor is a safe passage like a shopping mall. The green human-shaped symbol was supposed to represent passage, but standing at the entrance of the passage, for some reason, Qin Ye only felt cold, and the picture in front of him was slightly shaken.
"Yin Qi is out of the body." He took a deep look at the half-opened door and the deep, pale light-filled passage behind. It seems that walking down from here can lead to an undersea cemetery.
The light is too white, so white. I can even hear what comes out from behind the door, like weeping...the ghost is crying.
Silent silence and depression, when you touch this door, you can feel a kind of extreme uncertainty. A faint icy breath, like a morgue, constantly appeared from behind the door.
It seems to remind all living people that here is the ghost gate on the sea.
The living people stop, the ghosts pass.
"Usually walk here, ordinary people will not go anymore because of instinctive resistance." Qin Ye's hand lightly stroked the door: "It's like we instinctively avoid dark places in the middle of the night. Because ...There are unknown dangers there, and...some unclean things..."
As his hand swiped across, rows of blood-colored Japanese appeared on the door. This is a magic enchantment that humans cannot see at all. What is even more surprising is that another golden Sanskrit is overlaid on these scarlet texts. Red and gold alternate, like the gate of a lunatic asylum haunted by fierce ghosts.
"Two groups of people. The blood is written by the difference of Yin, and the Yin Qi is extremely heavy. It is the same as what we have experienced at Donghai North Station... It is the same group of people... It's good..." Qin Ye licked his lips : "It's really good to have a result here..."
Ming Shiyin continued: "The other text is also an enchantment mantra, but it comes from Japanese Tantra. It should be a member of Onmyoji. They can't see the text on Yin and Yang, so they just put it on it."
"What are you waiting for?" Qin Ye raised his eyebrows, and walked in with a sneer: "This should be the last test before the East China Sea War. The supporting roles have all appeared. As the protagonists, don't we? Time to go on stage?"
Boom...As they walked in, the door suddenly closed behind them. The overhead lights went out, and then the emergency lights came on. A dim, **** light gradually enveloped this downward staircase.
It is like the entrance to hell, if there are thousands of ghosts crying, their voices can be heard, and layer after layer of victory.
Go in, just have fun with the ghost!