Yama Rising Chapter 495: : Eighth day (Monday)

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Wuyang City, in the washroom of the municipal government building, Qin Ye opened his eyes again.

He furrowed his brows deeply, and as soon as his consciousness was cut off and the "door" was forcibly closed there, he saw two monsters beside Li Zhenshu.

Very strong...

I'm afraid Alsace is far from the opponent, maybe not as good as Liu Yu, but it's definitely not much different. And the dress is obviously a Japanese ghost.

"Finally...she said to save her?"

Rubbing his chin, walked out of the compartment, Qin Ye quietly washed his hands, frowned and thought: "She was forced by those two ghosts? Still talking about Zhongyuan...what Zhongyuan? Zhongyuan or Zhongyuan? No...it should be the back However, Li Zhenshu would not use the ancient name, she would call her Hua Guo. And the opposite of Yin Ling, only Zhong Yuan. That means Zhong Yuan Festival?"

"What's going to happen at the Zhongyuan Festival? What are they going to do?"

"Why is everything in this day?"

Shaking his head, there is too little information. The Li Gui on the other side was so good at this, he didn't even let her say the fifth word. However, he will care.

It has nothing to do with feelings, but...a kind of confidant.

Only people like him can understand each other. Even as a "comer", the other party can give him some suggestions.

When I walked out of the bathroom, Wu Wenqing just came over and smiled: "The advice given by the supervision company is the temporary suspension of work. I have already reflected it to the above. Please go to the site to take a look at the above, and then give your feedback for the record. Do it yourself."

Qin Ye was a little irritable.

Now, the most important thing is the Zhongyuan Grand Ceremony. Because of the coming of the Taoist Master of Asura, the specifications of this Grand Ceremony are much higher. How can he care about these **** now?

However, it cannot be ignored.

This is a matter of course.

"Let's go, solve it quickly." Shaking his head, he sighed and waved to Wu Wenqing.

"Yes, the car is ready!"

Wuyang City is not too big, and most of the originally developed sea view houses. However, now that seaside villas have long been unable to sell due to supernatural events, more and more real estates have been opened near the municipal government in pursuit of psychological protection. As a result, the land has dropped again and again. Perhaps the only benefit of this supernatural riot that has swept across China for ten years is that it burst the real estate bubble and gave the government a chance to reorganize.

The car quickly drove to the Maoyuan site. Qin Ye closed his eyes in the car to calm himself. However, ten minutes after driving out, he suddenly opened his eyes. Looking around in shock, hoarsely said: "Stop!"

The car stopped immediately, Wu Wenqing said in amazement: "Mr. Qin, what's the matter?"

Qin Ye didn't speak, but looked at the sky solemnly.

"Can't you see?" After a long time, he lowered his head and asked.

"What?" Wu Wenqing was inexplicable.

Qin Ye did not answer, but skipped the topic and pointed in another direction: "Where is Maoyuan?"

"Yeah...how do you know?"

Qin Ye took a deep breath, his temples were jumping wildly, and finally opened the door of the car: "Drive, go over immediately."

Wu Wenqing got into the car again without knowing it. He didn't see it. Qin Ye in the back seat looked carefully at the sky.

In his eyes, the sky has completely changed!

Blood red.

It's like the sky is a piece of water, and a little red ink dripped in, and it was slowly fainting. But the wisps of yin, but endless, formed a huge funnel!

It's the reverse funnel, the second year from the bottom to the top, and the bottom... is Maoyuan!

Shu Lala... Just as Qin Ye looked at the sky, countless dark figures flew from nowhere and looked like

There is an overwhelming wave, gathering above the funnel, spinning endlessly.

That is a robin...the robin transformed by the yin, with red ghost-fire eyes, connecting the sky into a ghostly galaxy.

"God..." Qin Ye retracted his gaze and pressed his temple fiercely: "What the **** is this going to do? Didn't let me settle down? Why did something happen where I am!!!"

These yin airs... cannot be counted!

Even... beyond the true listening!

To reach a state that he simply can't understand.

What the **** is this? Why didn't you come back? And mortals can't see it at all?

Zila... At this moment, the car stopped and the Maoyuan construction site was already in front of him. And right here, the Yin Qi is so strong that I can't even imagine it!

Work has been suspended here, and various engineering equipment has not been removed. Just walking in, several investigators with the badge of the Special Investigation Department came over.

"Leadership is good." "Leadership is good!" Suddenly, the greetings were endless, and countless eyes looked at Qin Ye. And he didn't realize it.

The closer I get, the more I feel my heartbeat. This kind of Yinsi astronomical phenomenon is not inferior to Alsace when he appeared in his true form. However, it did not give him a sense of fear. On the contrary... he felt closer?

But this is the one who fears the most, because...he is in charge of this.

"Mr. Qin?" Wu Wenqing was the first to feel Qin Ye's silence and just said something. Qin Ye walked straight inside. Several investigators behind him immediately followed.

Just in front of them, a large fence has been erected.

The so-called fence is the plastic fence outside the Huaguo construction site, usually marked with the words under construction and pay attention to safety. However, there will be no more fences inside the construction site, but it is different here, not only there are, but all wood fences.

I don’t know how it was made. The wooden board is dark and engraved with patterns like Zhong Kui’s Hunting Ghost, Lu Judicial Judgment, and Eighteen Hells. Look closely, as if there are introverted black air currents. And outside the fence, there are a chain of iron chains, covered with talisman paper and entangled.

Seal...Wu Wenqing moves quickly...Seal has been done in such a short time...no...it doesn't matter.

Qin Ye kicked the stone beside the kick annoyingly, and walked in front of him, the more he had a premonition that something would happen here...

I better not stay here...

However, there is no way to leave in full view.

At this moment, an iron chain suddenly clicked.

It's on.

These wooden fences are a full two meters high, like a gate. At this moment, the talisman on it falls to the ground. Immediately afterwards, a hand was placed on the door, and the fence opened with a sigh.

A figure looked at everyone through a narrow gap, and then...like an old corpse in a mountain village, he slowly retracted back.

There is dead silence.

No one spoke, everyone gasped, and all took a step back.

Qin Ye's eyes flickered. He was used to observing details. At such a close distance, maybe everyone else was looking at Dawei, and he saw... the hand with only a few fingers outstretched, and the back flashed. The silhouette of the past.

There is no shadow.

Neither hands nor figures, there is no shadow!

It's like Qingtian Bairi, seeing the grudge hidden in the closet.

"Who is there?" he asked in a deep voice.

"Mr. Qin..." Wu Wenqing swallowed fiercely, his voice trembling: "There is no one..."

"No one..."

"The first one to enter in the supernatural area...must be the local cultivator with the highest cultivation level..."

Qin Ye took a deep breath and solemnly looked at the open fence.

Then...who opened the door?

A chill rose from the hearts of everyone, and everyone looked at Qin Ye in unison.

Just in time... Qin Ye calmed down: "I'll go in and have a look, you are waiting outside."

Without waiting for others to speak, he has already rushed towards the ring.

The distance of 100 meters was fleeting, and the moment he had just stepped into the siege, the door behind him closed like a siege.

Quiet.

It's weirdly quiet.

The sound of cars and people on the road can't be heard at all. As if this is the entrance to hell.

Not a single figure.

As if it was just an illusion.

In front of him is an excavation site of tens of thousands of square meters. There are steel bars neatly stacked inside—this is the foundation. However, looking down through the steel bars, below... is a bottomless abyss!

An abyss tens of thousands of meters wide!

The strands of black air spread out from below, rotating to the sky. Here, the overwhelming robin, which mortals can't see at all, almost obscures the sun, forming a boundless black tide.

Strangely, as he arrived, not only did all the robins not attack him, but instead they flew faster and faster, and uttered a cheerful call.

As if ten thousand ghosts worship Yama, and below, is his Nine Nether Throne.

Can you stop calling so happy! I am so afraid of being seen!

Qin Ye couldn't get out in a single breath, so he didn't even look at it. He gritted his teeth and walked on the steel bar. Through the sore holes under his feet, it seemed as if there was wind coming from below.

As if walking, countless hands will stretch out from the hollow of the steel bar and drag him down.

"What the **** is this?" He was very entangled. As the judge of Wuyang City, this matter was his own business. However, he believed his instincts, and the things below were probably closely related to him.

Can't handle it, and can't help it, it's a dilemma.

After a few seconds of silence, he took out his phone and filmed a five-minute video in its entirety. And took dozens of photos. Just when he was about to leave. His hands shook violently, and the phone almost fell into the abyss.

Someone... is calling him.

Call him from below the abyss.

"Who are you." As a judge, he was already confident at this moment and asked in a deep voice.

The sound is mixed in the wind, looming, and there are also some crying, laughing and joyful sounds: "You...can't you hear it?"

Qin Ye frowned deeply, recalling the voice in his mind over and over again.

A few seconds later, his gaze jumped suddenly and he looked down in disbelief.

That was... his own voice!

"Who are you?" He said again, the same question, he has been dignified several times.

"I...that's you..." The voice seemed to be giggling, and then crying: "You know...what is the meaning of the existence of the King..."

"It's...belief..."

"The belief of man...the belief of all living beings..."

The sound disappeared.

He waited another ten minutes without any further information.

He stood in silence, and sneered after a few seconds: "Bull my short term in office, right?"

"Don't think I don't know, I can't dig out what you are."