Yama Rising Chapter 648: : Styx and the Tailor (2)
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Sand... the dark fingers swept lightly across the hanging cowhide. A fat man, wearing a red robe and holding a pipe, carefully cleaned the countless cowhide hanging in the air.
This is a stone house. The house is not small, about four to five hundred square meters. The height is also very strange, as high as ten meters. It was covered with cowhide. These cowhides have been processed almost transparently, and at a glance, it looks like a human leather sewing shop.
The man was holding a knife in his hand, trimming the corpse garments skillfully. Occasionally a piece of smoke spit out from the pipe, filling the place with a weird atmosphere. And just as he carefully repaired the cowhide, suddenly, there was a crisp sound of "card".
His index finger holding the knife, because of excessive force, has been folded into a terrible angle.
"After all, it's a body that has been dead for thirty years..." The man sighed slightly and snapped his index finger to the right: "It's time to change a skeleton. I don't know when I can work at the gate of the underworld. Enough money for bone replacement..."
At this moment, there was a continuous jingle in the stone house. On the roof, they were actually covered with thin slices of bones, tied to a red rope, and when they hit each other, they were as crisp and sweet as wind chimes.
"Is it time again..." He sighed softly, put down the knife in his hand, pulled a piece of leather away, and walked outside the door.
As he gets closer and closer to the door, the Yin Qi on his body becomes heavier and heavier, from ghosts, to souls, to impermanence! In his eyes, two pale ghost fires also jumped.
While walking, there are constantly floating ghosts handing spears, bone rings, and headdresses made of pure gold. The heavy golden neck ring and all kinds of accessories, by the time the door, the simple red robe has become majestic and heavy because of these very famous and popular jewelry.
Different from Huaguo’s craftsmanship, his dress has a rugged and wild flavor, but it does not make people feel that it is not lacking in majesty and beauty.
At the ten-meter-high gate, there were already two ghosts waiting at the gate. With his arrival, he opened the gate one step in advance.
Carrara...a piece of brilliance fell into the house. That is not the light of the sun, but the color of the torch. The man seemed to be used to it, and floated out of thin air an inch from the ground.
Beyond the gate, there is a strange and staggering picture.
Here is an island.
An isolated island in the sea.
The island is probably tens of thousands of square meters in size, and the most central place is a gorgeous cave temple. With a strong Egyptian flavor and religious color. On the top of the temple, a cobra is carved, which is lifelike,
In the huge area to the left of the cave temple, the ground is flat and divided into hundreds of stone platforms. There are various animal patterns carved around the stone platforms. In front of each stone platform, there is a woman wearing an African women's dress. The color is bright and there is no difference in dress, but the same is that they have long hair.
All the way to the ground. And they were sewing something on the stone platform with a thick bone needle in their hands.
On the stone platform... countless corpses lay impressively!
The corpse wrapped in cowhide!
And these women use their own hair to pass through bone needles to stitch the cowhide tightly. This weird scene, coupled with the high candles lit in all directions, made this scene look so gloomy and chilly.
What's more terrifying is...On the water outside this island, there are densely packed corpses floating!
Crossed his hands on his chest, lying among the sheets of cowhide, his face was peaceful. Here, all the corpses closed their eyes.
Hundreds of people wore animal skins and dressed
A strong black man in an animal skin skirt, holding a spear, is constantly patrolling the shore. There are even more organized corpse collectors who salvage these corpses and place them neatly on the shore.
Stay Ferry!
"How many corpses were sent today?" The man in gorgeous clothes walked to the shore and asked in a deep voice.
"Three hundred and forty-seven, Master Mopti." A man who had been waiting next to him, dressed in colorful feathers, replied respectfully.
After a pause, he said carefully: "But... at five o'clock in the morning, the Ancestral Refuge seemed to have detected an extremely powerful Yin Qi, probably at the deputy chief level."
"Impossible." Mopti turned to leave, and said without looking back: "There is no notice of high-level ancestral spirits crossing the border. Madagascar does not even have a human organization. The most powerful ancestral protector at present is not a guardian. ."
"Does that need to be recorded?"
"No need, the detection is wrong. Don't use this to disturb the Holy Spirit and the ancestors."
The gate of the cave temple opened again, and Mopti walked in quickly.
"This **** job..." He sighed and rubbed his brows habitually.
Decades of death, still working at the entrance of the Hades, if there is no accident, it is almost impossible to return to the ancestral holy land.
The work here is very leisurely. You only need to count the death toll in the sun, and then extradite the souls of these people to the kingdom of the Holy Spirit. If something major happens, it is impossible to pass through here. Day after day, there is no change at all, dull and boring.
In this boring situation, he began to cultivate his hobbies, such as leather tanning-of course, limited to cowhide and a small amount of sheepskin.
Shook his head and sighed slightly. He felt like a mechanical woodpecker toy. When the time was up, he went out to ask. Then I retracted back. The only thing that can make me feel useful is probably the respect of the soldiers who change term.
Remove the jewelry habitually, raise his arm, and wait for the lower-level public servant to take the decoration for him. However, when he started to untie his neck ring, he suddenly paused.
No one.
In the entire cave temple, the public servants who had decorated him before seemed to disappear. Only the candles burning around the wall reflect the shadows of leather. A lonely depression suddenly rose, and immediately afterwards, there was a feeling of...extreme fear.
As if... he entered the tiger's cave, something... is looking at him through layers of corpse.
It's quiet and terrible, as if you can hear the sound of a heartbeat. He violently moved his Adam's apple and looked around vigilantly. He placed his hand on the door and said hoarsely: "Antulu?"
There is no answer.
"Bagu?"
There was still no response, only the candle sparks jumping and making a beeping sound.
The ghost fire in his eye sockets has shrunk to the size of the pinpoint and disappeared...The ghosts of the entire cave temple have all disappeared...The ghosts that gave him decoration a few minutes ago, now there is no one left.
It was empty, only the corpse was floating, and the unknown giant hand of fear generally squeezed his soul. His back began to tremble.
There is something here...it must be!
And the other person is looking at him!
He turned around quietly, suddenly pressed the doorknob with his hand, and pulled hard!
Not moving.
Ting Bell! At this moment, the bone fragments in the whole room rang frantically, crashing like crazy! And those heavy corpse clothes started to float slowly
! No... It's floating rhythmically, as if making way for something in the center!
At the same time, all the candles were brushed and lit up several meters high! Turned into a miserable color!
"Come...Come!!!" Mopti turned around desperately, hammering the wooden gate: "Foreign enemies invaded! A ghost invaded the Black Mamba Hades! Immediately notify the Chief Chief!!!"
"Your craftsmanship is good." Before the voice was over, another young voice sounded flatly: "If these leathers can be sold in the sun, I am afraid someone will rush to ask them, such as those old luxury goods."
Heh... the sensation of electrification in the back spreads from the Mopti tail vertebrae, and one reaches the top of the head.
How long has it been?
How long has it been since I died?
That kind of absolute suppression, total horror...It's just like the first time I've faced a difference.
There is nothing wrong with the Yin Qi detected before! There really is a ghost invading here! I was too careless!
He turned around trembling, his teeth trembling: "No matter who you are...Invading the Black Mamba Hades, Lord Chief..."
The sound is muted.
He blinked and looked at the figure in front of him in disbelief, who happened to look at the corpse for a moment. Did not give him an extra color at all.
This dress...
This kind of yin air...
He... remembered a rumor.
By chance, I heard the rumors mentioned by the soldiers.
Before he died, there were four strongest underworlds in the underworld, known as the Four Constants. Each one is a regional ruler, and among them, the Huaguo Jifu, which is one of the best, has been closed for decades. The whole world is paying attention to it.
"Visiting China's Yinchai!!!" Without even thinking about it, he immediately squatted on the ground: "The Oriental Angel has come, I have not received a notice, please..."
"Okay." Qin Ye waved his hand: "This official travels privately. You don't know it's normal, stay quiet and don't move. Abra."
"Yes..."
A figure tremblingly crawled out from behind Qin Ye. Yes, crawling. Since coming here, Abra has lost the ability to walk.
"Bablu..." He gasped, as if exhausting all his strength: "The ancestor who contacted me...named Bablu! He said that if I want him and enter the refuge, Wrapped in a corpse, came to the lake island of the undead and said his name! He will feel it right away!"
"Babru..." Mopti was stunned, and then shook all over.
Boom! ! Before he finished his words, all the candles in this room turned black and red in an instant! The candlelight ignited countless flame butterflies, dancing with the wind.
A cloud of yin air converged from all directions, forming a cloud cave with a radius of ten meters at the top of the entire cave temple! And among them, a trembling yin aura broke out instantly, covering the entire island!
Hoop! A circle of black shock waves rushed out of the grotto temple frantically. The Yin Soldiers and the Weaver Girl in all directions were washed away before they could speak. But in the blink of an eye, there was only Mopti lying on the ground shivering.
He...remembered...
Babru...the name of the deputy chief of the Black Mamba tribe...and...the first ghost to follow Lord Holy Spirit! Babur, known as the tail of the Holy Spirit!
As a low-level official for decades, he finally hoped for the changes he wanted. It's a pity that this change... is much more than he imagined.
"What happened?!"