Yama Rising Chapter 7: : Overcast (recommendation for new book issue)

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These huge figures like small hills are dozens of times more than grandmother. Ghost-fire eyes fell directly on Qin Ye like a sky full of stars in the surging sea of ​​fog. However, none of them dared to come over.

Just watched the two walking on the road of bones in silence. Moreover, when grandma took a step, those huge eyes took a step back. As if the sky full of stars began to sway.

"This is called Guoyin. If you do enough, you can find the soul you are looking for, within seven days. You can even let the other party briefly recover their minds and talk to you. The so-called soul-calling by the mages in the Yang The ghost is not exhausted for seven days, and when the last breath is left, the soul of the other party will be temporarily retrieved from here."

"Even further, if you are honored to be promoted to a position above ghosts, you don't need to be over yin at all, you can directly get people on this yin and yang road. Okay, bow your head, here you are, you can talk. "

Qin Ye immediately reduced her mind and lowered her head.

This road of bones has come to an end, and there is a big ship stopping there.

It was an ancient ferry, a full kilometer in size, and it stopped quietly in the void. However, on the ferry was supposed to be the position of the boatman, now there was a golden skeleton standing!

The green hat, green clothes, and pure gold bones, still holding the sway, bowed slightly, buried his head, and made a strong posture. It is hard to imagine that it is such an ordinary human-sized skeleton, the boatman of this kilometer ferry. On the bridge head of the bones on the opposite bank, countless ghosts had already held the Ming notes in their hands for some time, looking straight at the skeleton.

"He...dead?" Qin Ye muttered.

Grandma's gaze is extremely complicated: "Not dead...but left..."

"For thousands of years, I have never known his name. He never said a word, but quietly sent people to the old man, and then left silently. We thought we would care for each other like this forever , Who knows..."

She shook her head and did not say anything.

Qin Ye withdrew his gaze thoughtfully. At this moment, suddenly blessed, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he looked at the boatman again in disbelief, and couldn't help taking a step forward.

As soon as he stepped out, he felt his feet were empty and his body was suddenly out of balance. Then a strong force came from his arm, pulling him back abruptly.

"Are you going to die!" Grandma said angrily: "Look at your feet!"

Qin Ye looked down with cold sweat, and there was an abyss under his feet, beneath the bones!

The ferry stays in the void, giving the illusion that it can be crossed on flat ground, but it is not at all.

The abyss is not terrible, what's more terrifying is...this abyss can only be seen by stepping out of the bridge. And... just as he fell, he faintly heard a chuckle of a woman chuckle from below, and countless black waves burst out from the bottom of the abyss, spreading wildly with the mountain wall.

That's not the Kuroshio.

But...hair!

Under this endless abyss, something terrible is hidden, like a hunting spider, quietly waiting for the soul to step into her realm.

Grandma said solemnly: "Don't take it lightly because this is just the first section of Huangquan Road. There are too many unimaginable existences on this road. This is a forbidden zone for living people. A wrong step is a dead end."

Qin Ye gently patted grandma's hand away, and the two looked at each other: "I have a question. I don't know if I should ask or not."

"Since you shouldn't ask, then don't ask." Grandma seemed to know what he wanted to ask, and said quietly: "You have been alive for too long, and you are much more sensitive than ordinary people. Just keep some questions in your heart."

Qin Ye has never heard of it, his eyes are getting more and more solemn: "What happened in the underworld...?"

Without waiting for his grandmother to answer, he said solemnly: "I just suddenly discovered...the ferryman's way of death is definitely not a natural death."

"His posture happened to be ferrying, and even his hands were swaying vigorously. This was a sudden death. Sudden death that was unexpected in his position as a ferryman was completely unexpected. And it was an instant annihilation. As for his old man who still maintained this kind of action after his death."

Looking at grandma's gaze directly, he said word by word: "Who can annihilate the ferryman in an instant?"

Grandma's lips opened slightly, Qin Ye shook his head, and continued: "Also, I thought about the ghosts of Yulan Festival...there are abnormally many. Now, these ghosts come to the entrance of the underground palace. No entry. No one in the underworld came forward, which is even more abnormal."

Grandma finally spoke, without squinting: "What do you want to say."

Qin Ye took a deep breath, an absurd idea surged in his heart, took a step forward, and said with a trembled: "The underground palace...shut down?"

"Oh?"

"The ferryman died, just at this time, there were constant supernatural events in the Yangjian. Can I think that the great change in the underworld is the root of the drastic changes that followed the Yangjian?"

Speaking of these words, even Qin Ye couldn't help shaking his whole body. This guess was so terrible that he couldn't believe it.

How many people will die in a day?

Once the underworld shuts down... where will the ghosts of hundreds of billions go?

No wonder...no wonder the situation in Yangjian is escalating every day, no wonder so many supernatural events suddenly broke out! Yangma... is transforming into a living hell!

"Interesting." Grandma didn't speak immediately. After a long time, she smiled sensibly: "Boy, the imagination is very rich. But..."

She looked at Qin Ye with straight eyes, and said word by word: "Don't use human hearts to guess ghosts...They are ten thousand times scarier than you think..."

"Your superficial guess is only one in ten thousandth of the great horror you are about to see..."

"Come on...Go to that ship, shake it, and prove that you are qualified to be the last evil of the underworld."

"Wait!" Qin Ye's mind suddenly alarmed, and looked at her grandmother distrustfully: "What the last errand? What are you talking nonsense? I never seem to agree. And, this kind of What is the tone of the last words?"

Grandma sneered: "It's useless. If you live for too long, you will be sharp. No matter how you pretend to be innocent in front of me, it is useless. Just like me, your heart is black. In addition... Do you think that when you are in the old age, you can still be left to the waywardness of your century-old kid?"

Before the words fell, a huge force came from behind Qin Ye. He was like a fallen leaf in the wind, flying to the ferry. In the middle of the flight, countless Yin Qi suddenly bloomed all over his body, and the ghost suddenly transformed into it.

Pit!

Qin Yedong landed on the ferry with a bang, wishing to scold me three times! As soon as she stood up while rubbing her waist, grandma's voice slowly floated: "Shake and shake, and the ghosts who hear the ferry sound will automatically gather around you. But they can't get through, you just saw this ship. Not everyone can get on. And in the crack between the ferry boat and this road, there is a scary existence. So don’t worry."

Qin Ye gritted his teeth: "Then who am I going to ferry? What are you looking for? Can you tell me exactly!"

"What's the hurry." Grandma gave him a look of "young people are hairy", and then solemnly said: "This ship...not everyone can shake, only those who can ferry are qualified as real ghosts . Whether you can turn into a formal ghost and enter the civil service system of the underworld depends on whether you can waver."

"What am I...I don't want it, can I?!"

"Yes, dog eggs." Grandma lit the pipe and said lightly: "You still have three days to live."

Qin Ye's voice was instantly lowered by an octave: "...No, we are talking happily, can we not suddenly jump to this frightening channel?"

"The desire to survive is very strong." The grandmother spit out her cigarette comfortably: "People who have eaten too old will neither live nor die, nor grow up, nor be recognized by the yin and yang circles. Now the underworld is closed, you Naturally, my good days have come to an end. The better result is that it becomes a floating spirit floating around, almost..."

She used a smoking gun to draw a circle of the ghost full of bones and bridges: "You choose one?"

"...I shake it, I will shake it right away... I will only obey the group of people below you." Qin Ye bowed to the golden bones three times crying without tears, gently moved away, and shook it. Press harder.

Swipe...in the endless void, as the board lifted, a ripple suddenly appeared in the void. Obviously there was not a drop of water, but the sound of breaking the water surface resounded through the world.

In this situation, Qin Ye couldn't help but a song popped up in his mind: Let's swing the sculls~~The boat pushes the waves away~~The reflection on the water surface reflects the ferocious ghosts, surrounded by ~Vicious women ~~

The style of painting is not right!

Woo... a horn sounded, and it sounded from the boat for no reason. At the same time, all the ghosts on the bone bridge raised their heads and looked here at the same time.

Woo-the second horn, the ferry slowly turned around. As the ferry turned, the yin spirit on the skeletal bridge finally moved. They looked straight at the ferry, all holding Ming notes in their hands, and stepped forward unconsciously. Immediately afterwards, the entire Yin Ling tide began to wave forward slowly.

The picture is extremely spectacular.

Between the ferry and the bridge head of the skeleton, there is an endless gap. These ghosts can't reach the ferry at all. As soon as they stepped out of a step, they immediately fell into the endless abyss below. Suddenly, there was a cheerful female smile in the abyss.

However, this can't stop the countless ghosts who are going forward. This ship is like a beacon in a storm, very eye-catching.

Hundreds of yin spirits, the first batch fell into the abyss, the latter followed, and fell infinitely into the abyss, forming a...a waterfall of souls!

The dark money flying all over the sky because of the fall of the yin spirit, like a cloud of smoke splashing three thousand feet down a waterfall, is breathtaking.