Yama Rising Chapter 39: : Full explanation of the front edge

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Silence.

There was no sound for too long. Wang Chenghao didn't know what it was like, there were ups and downs. Finally, it turned into a hoarse question: "Your daughter...what's her name? I mean...Do you know her online name."

The old man nodded: "I still remember it, it sounds good, it seems to be called... That stormy storm."

Wang Chenghao covered his face with his hands, and sat quietly on the sofa without saying a word.

He knows...this **** woman killed his family!

But he didn't know the truth, and Qin Ye didn't give him that recording pen.

Qin Ye just thinks that the person has already left, and it is not bad to leave a perfect impression on his son.

The father's debt does not have to be paid by the son who is completely unaware.

But now, Wang Chenghao can't tell what he feels like.

The family is broken... more than their family?

After Zhou Dongfang died, he was waiting for the information of his daughter who had already jumped off the building for several years. But waited for the bad news.

"What are you going to do?" He folded his fists and pressed his forehead, looking at Qin Ye with some red eyes.

"Take him away." Qin Ye said without emotion: "He was wrong. First, there was no corpse in the coffin upstairs, and the corpse was carried to Xichuan by a carpenter. About what others said, her daughter can Another way to live, so he agreed."

He remembered the scary ghost he had seen before.

According to thousands of husbands, the three become tigers.

So... Did she take the responsibility of the family by the way?

"Secondly, the daughter did not come back. He was a family immortal, and felt that her daughter’s soul had collapsed. That’s why... he wanted the soul of a living person to'tonify' her daughter. After this thought, he became a ghost. Sooner or later."

He looked at Zhou Dongfang deeply: "You don't understand the world of the soul at all. Your method is useless, and I can't tolerate you staying here. As long as you move this mind, you It’s not a family fairy anymore, where is the responsibility, understand?"

The old man smiled bitterly and lifted his trousers. It can be seen to the naked eye that his feet have completely turned black and are extremely ethereal.

"I understand..."

"Chuck...oh!!" I don't know who's chickens, they reported first, and then, there was a crowing in the field in the distance.

The sky began to turn white, and the old man's body had slightly faded under the light of dawn. Qin Ye calmly said: "The last question."

His voice is extremely serious: "In the beginning, you allowed them to carry Zhou Fangrong's body on their back. Who came here... on earth?"

"Have they revealed to you their true identity?"

Zhou Dongfang thought about it carefully: "No, but in fact, I won't let my daughter leave me. I know that good and evil are rewarded, and I believe there is the Yinsi Difu. As a family immortal, I will automatically understand some things. . I know my daughter can’t do this, and it won’t have good results."

He took a deep breath, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes: "But... they showed me something! It seemed magical, I can't remember when I nodded. When I wake up, my daughter's body It’s not here anymore."

"What is it!"

"It is a symbol, very old, you can feel the vicissitudes of life when you look at it...I, I will draw it for you!"

Jiaxian can touch real objects, but it is limited to very small things, and the pen is not a problem. Zhou Dongfang finished drawing on a piece of paper and handed it to Qin Ye.

Qin Ye took a closer look, frowning deeply.

Indeed...

This symbol is definitely something with a background.

Some things are incompatible with modern civilization, and they are antiquities at first glance. This symbol is like this.

That is a wolf head.

Like totem symbols in ancient times, painting carries a long-lasting charm. When Qin Ye stared at the wolf's head, the wolf's head seemed to be staring at him.

This is the crucial clue to unlock the black hand behind the puppeteer!

Qin Ye put away carefully, and nodded to Zhou Dongfang: "Are you ready?"

The light is getting brighter and brighter, and Zhou Dongfang's body is getting more and more misty. He smiled and looked at his hand: "Actually, after waiting so long, I'm tired too."

"Let's go."

Qin Ye nodded, the Guitou Knife appeared out of thin air, and with a light stroke, Zhou Dongfang's body became a plume of blue smoke and sank into it.

"Take a rest, then wake up and go on the road." He patted Wang Chenghao on the shoulder and said.

"Don't worry, there are no ghosts here. The woman you see is a picture of Zhou Fangrong during his lifetime. Remember her black dress? Zhou Dongfang went, and she is not qualified to stay here. There is a coffin on the second floor. No one."

"The blood on the first floor, that was the paint splashed by the good guy after Zhou Fangrong had an accident, and her spiritual position is on the shelf. Although this old man wanted to harm us, he still had a bit of conscience, but eventually he didn't go. Let’s leave, about... the conscience is also struggling."

Wang Chenghao walked upstairs ignorantly.

Qin Ye didn't sleep.

He came to Zhou Fangrong's coffin money, and the wind swirled and turned into the form of ghosts.

He reached into his underwear and found out... a voice recorder.

"After death, there will be a memorial service for you, your face is so great." He smiled, and a sudden flame appeared in his hand, burning the recorder to black ashes.

It is strange to say that these black ashes seem to be alive, turning into a cloud of black smoke around the candles. All four candles went out. This was scattered on the coffin out of thin air.

"Rest in peace." Qin Ye patted the coffin: "You have something wrong, and Wang Zemin has something wrong. Who is right and who is wrong is meaningless after death."

"You killed his whole family. I only know now that you are avenging your parents... His heart is pitiful, of course, there must be something hateful in the poor. Your life... I am not pitiful at all." /

"Don't worry, I didn't give this pen to anyone. Wang Chenghao didn't give it, nor did your father give it. Just let them... keep this thought. Keep your family in the most perfect form."

He closed the door gently.

Click... represents the front edge of the Wang Family and Zhou Family, completely exhausted.

Just before closing the door, he seemed to hear a whine of sorrow, like a heartbroken man at night, crying to the sky.

He went downstairs and leaned on the sofa to rest.

When I woke up again, I was woken up by a group of people.

Everyone is anxious, there are uncles, aunts, and many young people. He slapped the door desperately, shouting endlessly.

"Don't fall asleep!" "Wake up! Wake up!!!" "Don't sleep here!! There are ghosts... Really there are ghosts!!!"

Qin Ye rubbed his eyes, walked to the door, and just touched the lock on the door, which had broken and fell off.

Different from what I saw last night as clean as new, this lock is stained with patina. It seems that it has not been opened for several years.

"Young man! Are you okay!!" An aunt rushed in one step and pulled him out: "Hurry up...Hurry up! Here...it's not clean!"

"I'm fine." Qin Ye smiled and opened the other's hand: "I didn't know when I came here last night. By the way, my classmate is still on it."

"Hurry up and call down!" "It's daytime, I'll call!"

Suddenly, the two young men walked up quickly and called to Wang Chenghao, who was sleepy-eyed.

Wang Chenghao's sanity gradually became sober with the care of the people around him. The two walked out of the hotel following the crowd and glanced again. Only found out... this hotel is more broken than when they came last night!

The words of Rujia Hotel are slanted, with cobwebs, and the whole building is mottled and the wall peeling off. It's not like someone would go in at all.

"Young man, your fate is really big." A middle-aged man smoked a cigarette and said with emotion: "In this building, an old couple died in it a few years ago. From that day on, every night someone can see The old man came out to open a shop. Evil."

"Who said it's not..." The former enthusiastic aunt also sighed: "This world... No matter what the old Zhou is his daughter, the old couple are good people... These little young people, how can they not know how to be merciful? What?"

Wang Chenghao didn't say a word, and seemed to have matured a lot overnight. After nodding and thanking, he pulled Qin Ye into the car.

"So urgent?" The car started moving and headed straight for Bao'an City. Qin Ye lied on the window and said casually.

Wang Chenghao shook his head: "Keep living...I always feel bored in my heart."

"Don't panic if you see too much. You may become my assistant in the future."

Wang Chenghao shook his head again, this time resolutely: "I think I can do logistics, but...this kind of thing, I don't want to see you again."

Qin Ye smiled: "You know what, I used to be the same."

"Oh? How did you change?"

"After seeing a lot, it naturally changed. People...the price of growth may be indifference."

"...Don't be so sad, I'm only eighteen!"

"Oh, yes, and hypocrisy."

The voices of the two teenagers drifted away in the car. A few hours later, the three characters of Baoan City had already stood above the toll station.

There are many vehicles and they are slow.

Although Wang Chenghao has been prepared for a long-term war with rich experience, water, bread, instant noodles, and power bank are all available. But God knows, I waited for two hours!

"My God!!" It was a young man, I couldn't help it. Rolled his eyes and slumped in the driving position: "What's this...what's the ability to do things! It takes two hours to enter a city! Do you want people to live!"

Boom boom boom... Just then, the car door was knocked. Wang Chenghao opened the car window boredly and looked at the round implement made of bamboo strips on his back. The enthusiastic young man waved his hand: "Don't buy it, there is it in the car."

The youth's face collapsed in an instant, he sighed helplessly, and walked to the next car against the noon sun. Suddenly, Qin Ye turned his head: "Wait."

"Okay, boss, what do you want? Mineral water, paper towels, cigarettes, pickled peppers, chicken feet magazines. You can scan the code!" The young man immediately resurrected with blood and asked.

Have you practiced gushing? Is this?

Qin Ye smiled, took out a ten yuan and handed it over: "Why is it so blocked today?"

The young man pretended with an open eyebrow: "Boss, it's not today. For the past four months, the drivers have been so busy every day, and the drivers are going crazy. Now there are more people entering the city, much less leaving the city, so I am afraid of entering Block again."

Qin Ye blinked: "Why?"