Yama Rising Chapter 557: : City of the Living Dead (1)

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At the Yeouido high-speed rail station, the three of them sat in their seats, watching the busy flow of people outside the window with interest.

After spending a night in Yeouido, he left there and went straight to Busan.

Wait for one night, it is to see the attitude of Russia. China has been shut down for a hundred years-at least in foreign countries. So, how do you get in touch with this top city after a century of absence?

Qin Ye can't guess what the other party thinks, but can be sure of one thing, that is, the other party must be extremely careful.

The facts are no different from what he guessed. Nothing happened last night. Except for the sudden increase of worms-this is in line with his judgment and destiny: the Russian underworld is trying to get rid of the possibility of the Hanyang underworld and contact the Huaguo underworld. This is also an attitude. Tell Qin Ye that I know your country has arrived, but we did not tell Liu Yu. This is our sincerity.

"No direct contact... probably because Rumyantsev is still thinking about how to contact and what to talk about? Is it frank, or is it a step-by-step test? If the talk collapses, they will still keep Hanyang's line as a spare tire... …" Qin Ye leaned on the chair, faintly aware: "He is observing the style of behavior after the reopening of the Huaguo Mansion for a hundred years?"

"In addition, the analysis of fate is right. Russia and Hanyang Jifu have formed the same blind zone because of different thinking: I don't know or believe that I will move the Reaper script...Then what I will do now..."

He stared at the constantly changing sign outside the window, after a night of tidying up, he basically had an idea.

Can't be soft!

Don't let the other party see that China has been shut down for a hundred years and is no longer domineering. To tell them, Hua Guo is still the supreme top netherworld. This is his true support and the most precious intangible heritage after the collapse of the underworld.

Secondly, stick to the setting-I just sent out to pave the way for Hades, not Hades.

Finally, it is to try to minimize contact with the death script-this is the most sensitive function of a Hades.

This is contrary to what he wants to do, and it seems to be a deadlock at the moment. The function of the **** of death is absolutely strictly guarded against death. He bet that the czar gave the death order 100%. Once an unstoppable force intervenes in the script of the **** of death, then he would rather destroy more than ten years of hard work than leave the legacy to any forces. .

"Oh..." There was a retching next to him, and Qin Ye turned his head and was too lazy to respond. Continue to organize thinking.

"And Rumyantsev must be following us... he fought with me and should have remembered my yin. One is to observe, and the other is to prevent the death script from leaking. If I continue to follow Checking down on the second... will definitely be realized that my real goal is the Reaper script."

He pressed his temples with a headache. There was no good way for the time being, so he let go of his thinking. Instead, I closed my eyes and remembered another thing.

To grab food from a tiger's mouth is a sudden idea. His original purpose in coming to Korea was to "learn." According to the second term, he traveled thousands of miles and read thousands of books. Only then was it possible to write the script of Death. Casting miracles is a long process, and the underworld and the sun should be considered in the middle. Mentality, timing of action, and the most important "story."

This is not something a fledgling Hades can master.

Through this period of "learning", he has a deeper understanding of casting miracles. Just take advantage of these two hours to summarize.

"The so-called Grim Reaper script, to put it simpler, is actually a reality show, but it is countless times larger than an ordinary reality show, and countless times more weird and dangerous. It's as if... it's moving the ghost of a ghost girl in the film and television. In the Yang world, through time and time again, let humans believe that something is true, and it will be performed in the world."

"These spirits

Variance can make people fear, and fear can generate belief. Who do you believe in? There is no fixed number. "

"So, in the end, we need a Yan Chixia to gather faith. Set a goal of faith for people. And whoever plays this Yan Chixia, the final faith will open the door to the kingdom of the world."

"The attitude of Yang Jian must be taken into account. The excessively frequent spiritual outbreaks will completely eliminate the possibility of instability in Yang Jian. For example, South Korea, they will ask for help from China. For example, China, the Special Investigation Office may be dispatched. Then...the set up'stage' is likely to collapse. Even more consideration should be given to human acceptance.'Terror' also has a'threshold'..."

I have to admit that Tsar Arturu is indeed a veteran **** of death. The shipwreck of Shiyue was too harsh, but the effect was outstanding. At that time, something related to Liu Yu must have been left at the scene, which made LSD executives notice: Ah...it turns out that there is also a legendary **** of death in South Korea...for Liu Yu to play "Yan Chixia" slowly and well on stage The foreshadowing.

But he would not do it.

This is his bottom line, the bottom line of a young future Yama.

"Oh..." Just as he was about to continue thinking, there was another retching next to him. He couldn't help rolling his eyes, and looked at Wang Chenghao who was full of vegetables impatiently: "Morning sickness?"

"No..." Wang Chenghao took a glass of mineral water and took a sip: "Brother Qin...Did you smell it?"

"What?"

One tail slumped on the chair, rubbing his stomach and said listlessly: "I don't know if I have a nose problem... After getting in the car, I always smell a disgusting smell."

Qin Ye frowned and was about to speak. Suddenly, his gaze jumped slightly.

Really...

If there is no such thing, it is mixed with other smells... as if it is some kind of chemical, not pungent, but nauseous, mixed in the air everywhere. I was thinking before, but I didn't notice it.

He looked at the passengers around him calmly, no one felt strange.

Yin Ling's sense of smell for flesh and blood is ten times that of ordinary people, but this is not the taste of flesh and blood. There are too many mixed tastes, but can not distinguish the original taste... He looked at Wang Chenghao: "Can bear Live?"

"Can... vomit..."

Yes.

Qin Ye sighed: "Drive right away, forbearance, and I will help you to the bathroom later."

At this moment, all the high-speed rail attendants walked into the carriages, and the doors slowly closed. After a minute, the scenery on both sides began to slowly recede.

Just as Qin Ye helped Wang Chenghao to leave his seat, a flight attendant walked over with a smile and said in Korean: "Sir, it is not convenient for this car to leave the seat, please understand."

Obviously I don't understand.

"Watt?"

As soon as these two words came out, the flight attendant understood in seconds, and immediately switched to fluent English: "Sorry, this caris not allowed to walk freely."

However...the one who greeted her was still "Watt?"

The flight attendant was stunned.

The kid is teasing me?

"She... means... this car can't move around at will." Wang Chenghao let out a long sigh of relief: "I'malittlecarsick.Iwanttogotothebathroom/I'm a little carsick and want to go to the bathroom."

The flight attendant looked at the high-speed rail without vibration, then looked at Wang Chenghao, who was pale, "..."

Play with me, right?

I have seen motion sickness, and I have never heard of high-speed rail. But this complexion doesn’t look pretentious...

The corners of the mouth twitched for several seconds before turning around and saying: "Followme, please."

I can understand this sentence... Qin Xuezhu Ye helped Wang Chenghao up and walked over with the stewardess.

They are in the tenth section, the last section. South Korea’s high-speed rail is very short, most of which are ten sections in length. As he walked past the junction, Qin Ye's eyes suddenly moved.

The flight attendant room was ajar, but...under this sweep, it was surprisingly found that it was covered with talisman paper!

These talisman papers are **** with silver chains, and...they are written in Chinese characters!

"Sorry." The flight attendant was stunned, then quickly walked over and closed the door. Turning his head as if he was relieved, smiled at them: "Please?"

"Brother Qin...Oh..." The two followed, and Wang Chenghao whispered.

"Don't talk, I saw it." Qin Ye's gaze has become cautious. After months of wickedness, he is very clear that some of the high-end techniques commonly used in Yang Jian, and the Talisman painting technique just now is one of them. Kind.

Suppress evil!

This is its full name, and its function is to suppress all evil. But... this is not the main function.

If it is only to suppress evil spirits, it is not as good as most Talismans of the same level, but its real function...

Is shielding evil spirits!

What is blocking?

In other words, I can’t see or hear.

To put it another way, I'm afraid something happened on this train... I'm suppressing evil! The train they see now is not what it really looks like.

No one has his eyes open all the time, and so does Qin Ye. If you find... in the sun? With a headless bride behind her back? How to die? Have a chat?

Or... I'll go... It's okay for a young man, with five or six Yin spirits at his feet, the evil fate of the previous life? Come, let's talk about heart...

Result: Three days later, Qin Ye was imprisoned in the Qingshan Neurological Hospital...

For those who are not accommodated by yin and yang, this set of talisman can also calm his five senses that belong to the "living", but the effect is not strong.

"Hold her." Qin Ye said indifferently, slowly falling behind, and suddenly a piece of darkness passed through his eyes, opening the sky. In the next second, he opened his mouth in astonishment.

The car is still that car.

People are still those people.

But... there are unwashed bloodstains everywhere around the carriage!

It was definitely not an ordinary bloodstain, but...like an artery or an arm, or a neck that was suddenly bitten off and splashed onto the wall!

The whole car is! However, outside of them, they have obviously been cleaned many times, and only a few faint marks can be seen. But in Qin Ye's eyes, it was very obvious.

Blue sky and white sun, blood-stained train, if ordinary people see this scene, they will definitely be scared!

He seemed to understand... why he smelled that strange smell after he got in the car.

It was blood, rotten flesh, mixed with the smell of detergent.

"What happened here..." I walked forward with some surprise, but suddenly realized...

They have walked through the bathroom!

No stop.

He turned his head and looked at it. On the bathroom, there was a yellow sign with the words "under maintenance" written in English, and...

In the bathroom, the strange smell came out!

As if... there is a rotten body hidden inside!