Yama Rising Chapter 647: : Styx and the Tailor (1)
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"I wonder if you have heard of Lake Natron?" Abra suddenly changed the subject and said.
The name is a bit familiar... Qin Ye raised his eyebrows and motioned for the other party to continue talking.
"The Styx...Tanzania's Styx...that's what tourists from all over the world call it. On this red lake, there are bird carcasses floating-my lord, unlike you think, these carcasses ... They are just as alive, some even make a posture of combing their feathers and become a rotten empty shell floating on the lake. There are too many pictures of Lake Natron on the Internet, you can take a look."
Qin Ye nodded slightly. After living in Yangjian for too long, he learned a lot of fragmented knowledge. Although the name of Lake Natron is unfamiliar, it can be recalled after thinking about it.
On the red lake, there are living bird carcasses floating-at least from a distance. When the float gets closer, you can see... those are all corpses!
The flesh has rotted, maybe there is still a layer of skin, the inside has become hollow, but the feathers on the body have not fallen off at all! It's just because of death that it becomes dark and black, like a canoe of the undead, wandering scattered on the lake.
"Related to here?"
"There are some." Abra took a deep breath: "Legend... Every day at five o'clock in the morning, put the cowhide-wrapped corpses into any stream in the Ancestral Sanctuary. These corpses will look like the ones on Lake Natron Like a bird, it decayed quickly until it became a mummy! Then... drifted into the Hades!"
He looked at the mountain ahead. It was daylight, but he still felt cold all over: "No one can find where these corpses floated. In history, only three corpses were found. But do you know... "
He shivered suddenly: "These corpses... are all stitched up!"
"The cowhide has been completely sewn! It seems that there is a mummy in the belly of a cow, but...it is impossible for anyone to seal the cowhide! This is disrespect to the ancestors! When any corpse is put into a stream, it must be a simple package !"
"Can you imagine? These corpses flowed down, and on the way...something unexpectedly sewed all the hides together!"
His voice was almost screaming, and the driver gave them a surprised look. Abra panted and recovered, hoarsely said: "From then on, there is a legend...Every stream in this mountain is a Styx, and they eventually flow to the Hades. The tailors sent by the Holy Spirit will stitch the cowhide together and let The deceased can be respected."
"So..." He exhaled heavily from his nostrils: "There is only one way to enter the Hades of Madagascar."
Qin Ye rubbed his chin thoughtfully: "Wrap yourself in cowhide and go down the river?"
This is too unfriendly to international tourists, right?
Could this be the disadvantage of not reapplying for a visa without a passport?
"Yes..." Abra nodded heavily: "The original words of the Ancestral Guardian who contacted me were: Enter the refuge, wrapped in the corpse, and come to the lake island of the undead, and say his Name. There is no other way."
After a few seconds of silence, Qin Ye threw out a one hundred yuan: "Go, get me a cowhide."
Sorry, I don’t have any change, I'm so proud!
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At night, the mountain wind is bitter.
Qin Ye and Abra have entered the ancestral refuge without any obstruction.
Qin Ye looked up at the moon in the sky, indeed, the moon was full
Month, and today is definitely not the time of the full moon. The moonlight is white, even white to a kind of paleness. The trees, streams, and rocks in the mountains are covered with silver yarn.
Very beautiful, too beautiful to be true, too beautiful to be false.
Because there is no other sound in the whole mountain!
No birds, no beasts roar, not even bugs!
It's like a cemetery wandering alone and wild ghosts. I always feel...in the shadows, there is something invisible looking at me unblinking.
He looked at the phone at 4:50.
Just in front of him, there was a stream, which was already downstream. During these few hours, they passed by several families upstream that were preparing to release their bodies.
It is not appropriate to say that it is a stream. More precisely, it should be a small river, which has already exceeded the depth of the stream. And the shape of the river bed is very strange.
It is about three meters above the ground and about fifty meters wide. There is soft wet mud on both sides, with only a three-meter-wide stream in the center. As if... often washed by river water. However, with this kind of mountain flowing water, it is impossible for a flash flood. However, judging from the mud on both sides of the riverbed, this "stream" should have been tens of meters wide.
Qin Ye squatted down, gently squeezing a little dirt with his index finger and thumb. Put it on the tip of your nose and smell it.
Very new...
New arrival... as if it had only risen to a width of tens of meters yesterday, and... with a strong... corpse smell.
The River of Corpses? Or the smell of Styx itself?
"The world of the Yin Division is really more exciting than the official imagined..." He clapped his hands with emotion and stood up: "All the great underworlds have their own methods...excellent, quite exciting."
Abra hugged two pieces of cowhide and followed him closely. His face became paler in the moonlight, and he looked around nervously, his mind was chaotic.
Hades...The kingdom of death that has been extolled for so long, and where the Holy Spirit is, now...I really want to embark on this magical journey?
He felt that everything went in the wrong direction after encountering this Chinese country.
Boom...At this moment, he slammed into Qin Ye's back, trembling all over, almost limp to the ground. His chest was undulating sharply, and a few seconds later, he trembled and asked: "My lord, my lord?"
Qin Ye didn't speak, but squinted to look forward.
There is a pile of skulls.
It was hazy, the moon was so bright, but I couldn't see what was behind. As if... the pile of human bones is a line, a dividing line between yin and yang.
But hundreds of meters away, you can faintly see the rolling waves.
"Waterfall." Qin Ye said affirmatively.
Silent waterfall.
Here, everything is dead. No sound can be heard even in the waterfall. The sense of sacred ritual, like a giant hand, grasped the heart of every mortal.
The Holy Spirit does not allow all interruptions.
"My lord..." Even a mortal like Abra felt bad at this moment. It was an intuition that was close to death. He was breathing heavily, and he couldn't help grasping the hem of Qin Ye's suit.
"There is the end of the river Styx. We are at the bottom of the river, and ‘put the corpse’ above, we will definitely pass through here...Get ready."
He didn't continue to go down. He had to use such a cumbersome method to enter the underworld. This is a procedure in itself, equivalent to a "passport" for entry. The key is not where to put the corpse, but the process.
"My lord...really, really want to go?" Abra asked tremblingly.
"You don't have to go." Qin Ye turned his head and smiled slightly: "Or...in another way?"
Abra bit his lip, never daring to speak again.
"Ding jingle, jingle jingle, jingle bells..." There was silence, and suddenly, Qin Ye's alarm clock rang.
Five o'clock.
Every moment of devil.
At the same time, the mountain suddenly roared with a deep roar, as if...a flash flood!
It's started...The immigration process of the African underworld...Qin Ye stared around him unblinkingly. He didn't want to miss the wonderful moment.
Rumble...The sound is getting louder and louder, and towards the back, it is like the roar of the sea, and the roaring sound from all directions becomes one piece, and the turbulent waves hit the shore.
Get closer and faster! After Qin Ye listened for three seconds, his eyes suddenly turned to the upstream position. And Abra also followed his gaze at the same time.
Silver white.
A piece of silvery white, galloping in the moonlight. There is still a long way to go, this kind of voice... this kind of formation... Abra opened his mouth wide, his legs limp to the ground: "This... how is it possible?"
That was the wave.
The three-meter-wide stream, at this moment, rushes out waves tens of meters wide, rushing through the forest like a tsunami! Surge towards the waterfall!
Boom——! ! If ten thousand horses run wildly and lead the way, less than five minutes, the wave rushes in front of them, and suddenly the three-meter stream soars into a river that is tens of meters wide. Qin Ye finally understood how those wet riverbeds came from.
However, this is not the most shocking at all, the real horror is...this river... is full of corpses!
Tidy, like asleep. Put your hands on your chest, spread the cowhide under your body, like lotus leaves holding lotus, densely packed, rushing down the river!
All the corpses have their eyes open.
As if wanting to take another look at this world.
Thumping... Abra, who just stood up a little bit, has legs as soft as noodles, desperately trying to stand up, but can't stand up straight, only muttering to himself like crazy.
"How is this possible..."
"This mountain...how could there be such a large water source...no! These corpses...what is going on with these corpses?!"
"How come there are so many corpses! And...and these are all just dead people! How can people who just died float on the water! Shouldn't they sink? This is impossible! This is not true!" /
Qin Ye stared at the big river. There seemed to be a lot of corpses, but in fact there were only a few hundred, but the momentum that went down the river was so grand that he had even seen the end of the tide of corpses.
"Prepare." He took a deep breath and said solemnly.
Abra tremblingly spread out the cowhide. Qin Ye grabbed the two cowhides, and when the last row of corpses rushed past, he slammed the cowhide and threw Abra onto it. There was no time to listen to his screams, and he jumped up.
Peng...the moment he lay down on the cowhide, he magically discovered that the surrounding sounds disappeared again. Even if the river rushed under him, there was no sound.
Like a canoe paddling quietly on a quiet lake, you can't even feel the cowhide moving!
"Has the gate to the underworld opened?" He simply closed his eyes and quietly enjoyed the journey of the living dead.