Yama Rising Chapter 25: : Carpenter on the Back
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Walking out the door, the policeman sighed and took out a notebook with names densely written on it. With a light stroke of his finger, many names disappeared, but Qin Ye's name remained on the paper.
"Team Liu." He picked up the phone: "Please check Pingjing's Happy Orphanage. Check out a boy named Qin Ye... Well, the information is nineteen, and he moved to Qingxi County seven years ago. ...Not a suspicion, but now any clues, especially non-locals, can't be let go... Especially, after investigation, Qin Ye is the last person to contact Wang Chenghao. At the same time, AC-285 has dealt with the E that the two have experienced together. Level supernatural."
"No matter how you look at it, he is among the suspects."
He didn't know, Qin Ye was watching everything behind the glass window.
"When did your kindness overflow to take care of other people's life and death?" Alsace didn't care: "There are so many people in the world who have died unjustly and in vain, can you manage it?"
Qin Ye shook his head, squinted his eyes and said: "A corpse qi is different from yin qi, and you and some people with yin and yang eyes can see it. His body is so strong that he has no yin qi. Angry, without a trace of blood...it's not like he killed someone."
Alsace didn't bother to ask. This kind of thing simply does not interest the former governor.
"...Why did you die? So I have no sense of accomplishment."
In the soul-sealing ball, Arthas couldn't help but rolled his eyes and said lazily: "So?"
Qin Ye was silent.
Alsace: "???"
"Stop talking, I'm looking for a sense of accomplishment." Qin Ye closed his eyes for a few seconds, opened his mouth and sighed: "It seems a bit difficult."
"..."
"...Forget it, think about it, since he didn't kill someone, how did the corpse gas get on him?"
Now Alsace understood: "Contagion."
"He stayed with a person with a very heavy corpse, and the time is not short, and the time is not long from now."
Qin Ye Shen asked: "Then...who has the heaviest body energy?"
"Naturally..." Arthas blurted out, but was immediately stunned.
When I spoke again, my voice was already completely serious: "...The Carpenter? Or the Linker?"
Among the seven great ghostsmiths, the paper makers basically don't deal with corpses, and the grass ghost is a Gu master, and the Hae Zuo and the executioner have long been lost. The only ones left are the Carpenter and the Link Master. Both are professions that are extremely intimate with the corpse. As for the corpse chaser, it is an independent biography, it is impossible to appear here.
"Are you sure?"
"Not sure, but... I said before that the ghost city is fluid. Now that there are people from the seven great ghosts here, then... the ghost city is likely to have moved to Qingxi County!"
"Also, everyone has some habits." Qin Ye smiled and said, "I glanced at this'policeman' book before. He is a very organized person. The name on the page is from above. To the bottom, there is an address attached. I’m the last one. According to most people’s habits, it must be checked from top to bottom. And above me, there are only five names. Not so coincidentally, I have a very good memory."
The ghostsmith is among these five!
Find him, and the address of the ghost market is obvious. Even if the corpse-backer was not the one who carried the body to the old ghost, ask if any other corpse-backer has been in the ghost market during this period, and follow the vines, maybe you can really find out the true face of the other party!
Needless to say, there are no idiots here. Alsace pondered for a moment: "Take a good rest, this ghost market, this palace is also very interested in the lives of the lower class."
Qin Ye stayed in the house for a while, and sat quietly until four o’clock in the afternoon, then took the soul-sealing ball, carried a package, called for three rounds, and drove to the east of Qingxi County-Qin Ye remembers The three names on the police notebook are here.
Qingxi County also has a long history. Legend has it for thousands of years. Many places in the town still maintain the ancient style. If it were not for the east and the west, the area would be small, but the streets of tens of meters would have been renovated into the ancient town of XX.
Qingxi East Street they are going to is commonly known as Minzu Street. Qingxi County is located in the southwest corner of Xichuan, close to Cangxi Province, where there are many ethnic minorities. From time to time, you can see Baotou or ethnic minorities with silver headdresses. So the government planned this ethnic street deliberately.
It's not appropriate to say that the plan is too appropriate, that is, a place is drawn out. On this two-meter-wide, 67-meter-long street, on the left and right are ancient-style blue brick and black tiled houses. The doors and windows that should have been carved with beams and painted buildings are already mottled, with traces of time. On the moss on the ground, a string of red lanterns hung down from both sides, which looked a little gloomy at night.
When Qin Ye's Three Wheels stopped at the door of the alley, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon. Many people are already preparing to close their doors.
After paying, he got into an alley. Some preparations are not easy to do before six o'clock.
Time passed by one minute and one second, and soon it was six o'clock, and the familiar ghost broadcast sounded again. The sun gradually faded away. The streets became cold and the night breeze rolled up. Qin Ye quietly closed his eyes and waited until eight o'clock in the evening. He finally opened his eyes.
Opening the parcel quickly, there is a set of dark clothes and a large hat. The black gauze hung from the periphery of the hat, completely blocking his face. After waiting for another half an hour, he slowly walked out of the alley.
The cold street, the snow-white walls, the red lanterns, the whole street is uninhabited, which makes the heart tremble quietly.
Qin Ye took out a flute out of his arms, it was white, but not jade. And this flute is not straight, even a little curved. A few eyes were chiseled crookedly on it. It belongs to the kind of goods that are put on the street and no one takes them.
Alsace was a little surprised: "Human bone flute? A flute made of virgin leg bones can communicate between Yin and Yang. The scientific name is Gangdong. You actually have this kind of thing?"
Qin Ye smiled slightly: "I didn't expect that the former governor of the province would also know the name of Gangdong."
As he walked, he took the flute and blew gently.
A sharp, stern, but extremely faint voice floated slowly from the human bone flute. As he passed by, all the occasional souls on the street knelt down and trembling, and there was a trace of visible light under his feet. Yin Qi, as the sound of the flute became more and more melodious, the Yin Qi became stronger and stronger, and after a few minutes, it seemed to be stepping on a black cloud.
One family, another family, just when he was about to reach the end of the street, two crows suddenly yelled together on the roofs on both sides of the street.
"Crack! Crouch!!!"
On the dark street, there are only these two crows.
"This is..." Alsace had a refreshing feeling. In her hundred years as a judge, where did she need to deal with this kind of thing? Now there is a feeling of why not eat meat.
Sure enough...Anyone who can live as a monster in the human community for so long has not been discovered, everyone has their own way of dragon and rat. Is this palace really only suitable for staying in the Frozen Throne, beautiful and beautiful......
"Domestic." Qin Ye stopped the sound of the flute and shook the flute: "This kind of thing is called a vulva. The seven professional ghostsmiths can understand the sound of vulva. There are only real ones. The sound of the **** will make them greet guests automatically. Because they are the same people. The crow is also called the welcoming bird of the ghostsmiths. Once they are willing to help, the crow will welcome guests on the roof."
He looked at both sides with a bit of playfulness: "I didn't expect... it turned out to be two ghostsmiths. The ghost city's flow to Qingxi County is almost stable."
Ziya...At this moment, the two shops where the crow was squatting opened silently, and an old man in a Taoist robe on the left came out with a yawn: "Where is the Taoist friend visiting?"
This is an old man in his sixties or seventies with a goatee face and glasses. Very thin.
The door on the right also opened. A middle-aged woman in her forties holding a potato chip was fat into a ball, her face was ruddy, and her neat short hair. She opened the door and mumbled: "Who! Blow! Blowjob, you! Chasing drama at night is not reassuring..."
Opening the door at the same time, walking out at the same time, and at the same time, I saw...Qin Ye who was full of yin under his feet, and there was no wind blowing in his black robe and hat.
Silence.
Three seconds later, the two screams of "Ghost ah ah ah!!!" cut through the night sky together, followed by the sound of closing doors at the same time.
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It's 8:45 in the evening.
The coordinates are No. 3, No. 82 Minzu Street, Qingxi County, Xiajiang City, Xichuan Province.
Huang Sanhe leaned back against the door, trembling all over, gurgling his teeth. It is clear that the wind is not cold at night, but I feel cold on my back.
My mind is very confused, very confused.
"I read it wrong...it must be wrong...ha...impossible, there can be no such a strong yin spirit holder in this world. Back then, my grandfather's grandfather called the soul, it just hung up. The map of impermanence is nothing but Lord impermanence has not come out... I must have read it wrong, it is dark and dizzy..."
His mouth kept muttering, but his fingers moved involuntarily, and the black threads flew flexibly at the fingertips, just like playing a rope-turning game.
These lines are weird. It's not silk or velvet, if you look carefully, it turns out to be intertwined with hairs! I don't know how many processes have been processed, and it emits a dark oily light.
But the faster he turned his hand, the more upset he became, because he himself knew very well that the most powerful ghost he had ever seen was definitely not just for finding him for nothing.
"Boom!" At this moment, there was a soft sound from behind the door, and he jumped up like a needle! The last second was still close to the door, the next second, he was holding the cabinet like a rabbit, hoarsely saying: "Don't, don't, don't, don't come over!"
"I, my Huang family never commit crimes! You, you can't find me!"
There was a moment of silence outside the door, and then a calm voice said: "Connector?"
Click...As soon as the voice fell, the door lock opened automatically. He saw the fat woman trembling all over, standing behind the man in the black cloak with a sullen face, the other party just... just floated in!
Da...The door closed gently, and Qin Ye looked around. The room was very simple, with incense tables, couplets, and talisman paper. He gave a cold snort in his heart.
These guys who make money from the dead seem to be poor and in vain. They start at least two or three hundred thousand at a time, but they are much richer than themselves.