Yama Rising Chapter 487: : The fifteenth day (Tuesday)

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An old man was sitting by the window, probably to make people notice him. He didn't hide from the sun, but sat in the shadow blocked by the curtain.

He is very old, I am afraid he is 70 years old, with age spots on his face, but his hands are not shaking at all. He took a cup of tea and sipped his sigh with emotion.

"Do you want everyone to notice you?" At this moment, a calm voice rang out from the ear. As soon as he turned his head, he saw a teenager.

Sword eyebrows and star eyes, with a dangling nose, clearly looking like a teenager, but made him tremble all over, immediately put down the teacup, instinctively want to bow his hand. But before he could do it, the other party smiled and took his hands and hugged him.

"If you have lived like this for fifty years, you can only say...you are really lucky." The cold words rang through his ears, and the old man shook his whole body, letting the other party pull himself and walk towards the box.

Boom... The door closed gently, and none of the customers in the teahouse raised their heads. This scene was unobtrusive.

Wow, the chair was pulled apart, and the young man sat on the opposite side with Erlang's legs upright. The old man couldn't help but tremble with his legs, arched his hands, and bowed almost ninety degrees without daring to say a word.

There is silence in the room. After a long time, the boy shook his head: "A ghost of nearly a hundred years... sit down."

"Remember, you are a judge! Yin and Yang are close to the most powerful judge! No matter where you go, there will be countless sun monitoring instruments aimed at you. And you just sit in front of the window so openly? Are you afraid of being detected by others? Can't you come out?!" As soon as he sat down, the boy sneered: "This is Wuyang, where a judge sits, and you dare to show up here unsuspectingly? Big thorn sitting in the teahouse? Are you telling others that you know me? Are you related? How did you live to be a judge!!!"

The old man, who was about to sign diagonally and sat down, bounced like a needle stick, and sweated all over: "My lord... won't..."

"No?" The young man looked at each other like a dead person: "In any country, the government really wants to check you, even if I can't stand it! Who do you think you are?"

"No... Master Qin, the kid didn't notice!"

Qin Yeshu breathed a sigh of relief, and pressed his hand down: "Report it, and get out after you finish talking. With your IQ, it is very difficult to advance to the palace again."

"Yes..." The old man sat down nervously, his legs merged, his hands on his knees respectfully, and his head hanging down said: "He... agreed."

"However, he wants you to visit Canglan City in person..."

Sure enough...

Qin Ye closed his eyes and said in a deep voice after a long time: "Tell him, I promise."

"You go to Canglan immediately and tell Qin Chu that the official will go before five o'clock this morning."

"My lord! That's a man!" The old man's voice was floating.

Qin Ye smiled and stopped answering.

How about Fujun?

He is definitely not the original Wu Xia Amon. If Qin Yan wants to plant the ghost of Magpie Bridge Immortal again, he will give him a deep memory.

"Now, tell me every sentence and every expression you meet with him completely."

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Sand...A device made a soft sound and a clear photo was printed out.

That is the scene of Qin Ye hugging the old man in the teahouse.

Zhou Xianlong held the photo with trembling fingers, almost pinching marks. After that, he closed his eyes in pain.

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According to the comparison... Yin Qi... comes from him..." The voice of the black suit did not dare to be too high. For decades, countless comrades in the Special Investigation Department have come forward and succeeded. This has never happened before. They are all brothers. , How many people died silently in the invisible war with Yinling, but no one has betrayed China!

But... now there is a judge who embraces Li Gui.

"Why?" Zhou Xianlong closed his eyes, his eyelids trembled slightly, and his voice was very hoarse. I don't know who is asking.

He did not turn off the headset, and his heavy voice was heard by all the albatross and the elite special investigators who participated in this mission.

No one spoke.

I didn't see it with their own eyes. They couldn't believe that among their brothers, there were living people and ghosts embracing!

This is betrayal.

Betrayal to the entire human race!

They are almost certain that Li Jixi must have died in the hands of each other!

A pair of sharp eyes swept the entire city, as if...this place has become a hunting ground. A strong hand, calmly touched his weapon.

For traitors, they have their own way to collect debts!

"Old leader." On the rooftop, an albatross closed his eyes, still messing his hair with the afternoon wind. It was obviously past three o'clock in the afternoon, but my heart was chilling.

"Do you want to do it?"

There is no answer.

A few seconds later, the voice of the other party rang in all investigators’ headsets: "No."

In the room, Zhou Xianlong seemed to be a few years old, and quietly put down the photo: "He did not cause any harm to Yangjian. Wait a minute..."

"I agree." Mo Changhao's voice also rang, and he sighed unabashedly: "A judge, how powerful is the combat power. Especially his talent...can't be too sloppy. Leadership. …The historic site A754…is about to be unearthed. It is estimated that there will be more than ten days to go. Through the first detection, below…there is also a stone monument with Qin Ye written on it."

"How long." Zhou Xianlong said hoarsely.

"Around August 15."

Zhou Xianlong nodded silently, then opened his eyes: "Tell SRC...August 15th, the excavation will be officially started."

"Don't tell the target yet. On the 15th...a temporary notice, give him the last chance."

"Yes!" "Yes!" "Yes."

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Ye, fate turned again, Qin Yan and Li Zhenshu continued to write the names.

The fifteenth day.

Canglan Special Investigation Office.

When...when... the twelve o'clock bell rang, the investigator sitting in front of the computer yawned for a long time, then turned to the colleague next to him and said: "Go out and get one?"

At all times, the Special Investigation Office has staff on duty.

"Go." The colleague stretched, and came to the smoking room with him. He took out a box of emperor and threw it towards the other party: "Hey, you said, what happened yesterday?"

Slap...The lighter ignited, and the investigator took a deep breath and exhaled blue smoke: "Who knows?"

"First there was the Yin Qi of the judge level and the impermanence level, 1.08 points, and the super Yin Qi above the judge...To be honest, I thought the monitor was wrong."

My colleague smiled bitterly: "I also hope to make a mistake. If Canglan City has the yin spirit above the judge, and we haven't noticed it...then the matter can be serious..."

The whole smoking room was completely dark before the voice fell.

Deadly still.

The next second, the two investigators stood up together. In the dark, the lighter turned on, and both of them could see each other's stunned eyes.

Power failure?

This is impossible. No matter when the power of the Special Investigation Office is supplied around the clock, there is no power outage here if the city is out of power. what's the problem?

Frozen for two seconds, the two immediately rushed towards the monitoring room. During the past, they had already dialed the phone.

"It's...I...I'll supply electricity right away? What's going on? Don't you know? What? The power outage in your community too?"

Just rushed into the monitoring room, bang bang bang... Suddenly, the lights came on again. The surveillance screens in all directions sparked again, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"Scared me to death..." An investigator sat down on a chair with a wry smile: "I thought something supernatural happened..."

He didn't finish.

Originally, both of them were paralyzed on the chairs. At this moment, they raised their heads in amazement, staring at the monitor screen, the muscles on their faces were shaking.

Papa papa... the whole city of Canglan, all the urban areas, all the electric lights... no matter the street lights, the homes, one by one, one by one, they all go out!

In less than a minute, the suffocating darkness enveloped the entire city. Even if they were watching from below, they felt a chill rushing to the sky!

After the eerie outbreak, it is almost impossible for all cities in China to have such large-scale blackouts!

There is only one explanation...

A ghost travels!

Moreover... It's a ghost with a very high rank!

The super-yin-qi explosion incident that happened yesterday filled the brains of both people at the same time. They didn't stop at all, and immediately picked up their phones. Make a call.

However, there was no response.

The call got through, and there was no waiting beep, but... it was a sound of suona, gongs, drums, and chimes!

Boom...boom!

These voices seemed to hit people's hearts. The two trembled together, and the phone almost couldn't hold it firmly. Then... a very resentful voice rang in the phone like weeping.

"In front of the mourning hall, the building was built with a golden and silver corner building. There are four doors, which lead to the square, and a middle door leads to heaven. The beautiful scenery in heaven is like a golden temple. The golden temple is scented and embroidered with dragon and phoenix curtain The universe, there is the sun and the moon above the universe, and there are colorful clouds next to the sun and moon..."

Funeral song!

Dang! An investigator's cell phone finally fell to the ground, even a fool knew that tonight... a large-scale supernatural incident broke out in Canglan!

At this moment, the entire monitoring room turned red.

It's not that the light turns red, but...All the surveillance screens have countless blood red!

That is a lamp.

Thousands of households in the city, every road, I don't know when, all have a blood-red ancient lantern, and they all light up at 12:01. If there are ten thousand stars in the dark night.

Swipe...The cloudy wind blows all over the sky, blowing paper on every road, like a snow-white carpet.

On the national highway, money and paper danced wildly with the wind, and under the extinguished street lamps, blood-red lanterns kept lighting up the national highway. But at some point, a team of sixty-four people had already kneeled on the ground respectfully, facing the direction of the national highway.

That... it's all a bunch of paper people!

There are men and women, blowing suona, playing gongs and drums, as if...welcoming someone to come.

"My... God..."