Yama Rising Chapter 777: : The old corpse in the mountain village (1)
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"First of all, you have to know that the birth of the God Abandoned Land, which jumps out of the Three Realms, is not in the Five Elements. There are self-contained rules. You can think of it as learning, only to untie One by one number problems can reach the final hall."
"Secondly, the existence of Chu people's beauty. Of course, maybe it's just similar in appearance, not necessarily her. However, if it is really her, then after hearing her Cantonese opera, she will definitely come tonight Looking for you. It seems dangerous, but in reality... She is the only'variable' in the Huang Family Tulou."
"You may have discovered that in the entire Huangjia Tulou, no one will take the initiative to communicate with you. But if it is truly beautiful, she is the only one who actively communicates with you. Perhaps this way of communication is cruel. Some..."
Fate was written quickly, but after writing this, Qin Ye found that...Fate could not be written anymore.
There is an invisible force that prevents destiny from writing down.
Qin Ye's eyes narrowed slightly, and with a wave of his hand, his fate turned into a golden light and fell into his palm. At the same time, he became more cautious about the dangers of the God Abandoned Land.
How does destiny exist?
Even the gods of death in other countries have to be cautious when seeing their fate. The words such as my presence in person are no joke. Having been played for hundreds of years by a man who transcends the way of heaven, he has long been contaminated with the breath of the other party. But such a destiny was blocked by the rules of the Land Abandoned by God.
"The so-called rule is a big circle drawn, and we can only dance in this circle with shackles. If we don't find the key, we can't solve the truth..." He stood up, his anger converged, and changed again. In a human form, walked outside.
On the first day, it’s important to be familiar with the situation.
Walking out, he slowly wandered around the Huangjia Tulou. The Tulou was too big and the residents were too far away. It takes ten minutes to meet a resident.
It was a woman wearing a plain cheongsam with short hair from the Republic of China period. There was Cantonese opera music in the petty bourgeoisie, and a pot of withered plants was placed on the window sill by the corridor. She is carefully cutting something with scissors. Her white legs were overlapped, and occasionally sunlight was projected from the cracks in the leaves, shining spots on her body, just feeling the years are peaceful.
The scenery is beautiful, but people are dead.
The movement of Qin Ye's coming was not concealed, but the woman was like a walking dead body without any reaction. Swipe, lala... the wind came slowly, blowing on the ceiling and hunting noises, just above her head, a full dozen meters of snow-white clothes fluttered up, as if... dozens of people were hanging from her head.
Qin Ye didn't get too close. Standing two meters away from her, he smiled and said, "This is cold clothes?"
There is no answer.
His gaze moved to the ceiling, above...the paper clothes that were more than ten meters full hung! It's as big as people, dancing with the wind, it's so infiltrating!
"Why are there so many cuts?"
The woman finally spoke, without even looking at him, her voice was a little stupid: "You are dying, are you still curious about this?"
"How do you know that I am dying?"
The woman closed her mouth again.
It's not a ghost... Qin Ye looked at the fuzzy shadow under her feet, frowned slightly and walked forward, and when he passed the window, he stopped abruptly.
Someone...someone is looking at him through the window!
I don't know who it is, the woman's window is closed tightly, and the curtains are drawn inside, so she can't see what is there. The curtains were complicated hollow patterns and the tulle inside. He slowly turned his head and could see... Behind the tulle, there was a hazy shadow, looking straight at his figure!
The distance from him is less than thirty centimeters... I don't know anything, but my eyes are facing him. Just when he was about to look more closely, his eyelids suddenly jumped.
This is the glass window.
From here
To clearly see the scene behind you.
While he was staring at the room, the woman behind... had her head twisted one hundred and eighty degrees to a strange angle, and Qiqiao stared at his back bleedingly!
Even if it was him, it was as if there was an electric current on his back, and his hairs stood up one after another, turning his head back suddenly.
The woman is still that woman.
Still carrying him cut paper clothes, as if he had never looked back. In fact, Qin Ye didn't know what he saw.
Everything here can't be explained by the Yinling common sense that I usually understand.
He was not curious, and quickly left here. Now, my eyes are darkened, which is not the time for curiosity at all.
He didn't see it. Just after he left, behind the curtain, a pale hand suddenly stretched out, covered with corpse spots, and gently pressed it against the glass. At the same time, the curtains began to wave slightly. It's like a ghost hiding behind, about to break through the ground.
"It smells so good...he smells so good..." A hoarse voice overflowed from the window.
The woman who had never changed his actions turned up her head and sighed: "Hey, he is dying, no matter how fragrant he is, he is also a dead man..."
"We are still alive..."
Qin Ye naturally couldn't hear this. He continued on. The woman just now was obviously not a ghost, but she gave him a very ominous feeling. He finally stopped after walking about a hundred meters.
A gap appeared in the front.
That is the entrance of the corridor.
At this moment, in the entrance of the corridor, a man's head was poking out, looking at him with two dark eyes.
It's really dark eyes, the whole eyes have no whites! It was terribly black, it was a child, at most one meter two, his hand on the wall was a deadly white, with only a little hair exposed.
The empty passage, the repressive and heavy ancient Chinese style, the lush locust tree in the courtyard, the darkness like the evening color, the lifeless silence...If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that it has already screamed and jumped stand up. But Qin Ye didn't. His figure flashed, and in almost a second, he came to the entrance of the corridor.
There is no one.
But... just where the kid appeared... there are ten fingers!
That's the trace of sticking to the wood and pressing down the wood. In front of him, there is a two-meter-wide, folded upward passage.
It's quiet.
It's so quiet... as if you can hear the wailing from upstairs. I can feel...I am not alone at the entrance of this corridor! It seems...the ghost is by your side.
Swipe pull pull... the yin wind blows, pulling out a whimper in the corridor. Qin Ye raised his leg and wanted to go up, but at this moment, an extreme danger rushed to his brain. He stopped abruptly.
"This is the rule?" He rubbed his still aching eyebrows. Just a moment ago, a kind of enlightenment told him... if you go up, something will happen. There will be big things he can't handle now!
The rules don't allow him to step on the second floor?
Or did he not find the conditions to step on the second floor?
He doesn't know, he just knows that he can't step on the second floor now. But just when he was about to leave, dongdongdong...something rolled down the stairs. With a plop, it hit his toes and stopped.
It is round, covered with hair... and where it falls, it is covered with blood.
Qin Ye took a deep breath. The strange and terrifying scene here is really the only thing he has seen in his life. He bent down and drew the ball gently.
That's...a human head!
A girl’s head.
Her eyes, nose, lips, and ears were all sewed like a doll, and she pulled out a weird smile. Qin Ye feels it
The chicken skin froze and he straightened up suddenly.
However, just as he straightened up, his neck, ears... all the exposed skin felt something linear passing by, and he had no time to think about it. He already... was facing a distorted face. !
The face hanging upside down!
I don't know when... It's on the second floor, hanging upside down, a person and a woman. Wearing a cheongsam, blood stains all over the body, hair dyed into strands of blood, scattered like a waterfall, the whole face is dead white, just like a human head, all the facial features are sewn together, there are only countless blood stains, dripping along the cracks Fall to the ground.
"Fuck!" Qin Ye burst out of chicken skin. Without hesitation, the mansion ordered straight out and suddenly turned into an umbrella. Cut off the face of that horrible woman.
The opponent didn't move, the umbrella seemed to move slightly, and after ten seconds, he panted gently and removed the umbrella.
The woman disappeared.
On the umbrella, a few twisted characters written in blood appeared.
"Tonight, you will die!"
"Damn..." Qin Ye scratched his hair and walked quickly towards his dormitory.
Not kindly...
This place is scarier than I thought!
Various supernatural ways that you can't even think of, and...the human beings who know that there are ghosts who still live here, and...they still live today. He thinks these people are more terrifying than the ghosts!
This is a place where even the bad guys will be scared.
"My lord, what's the matter with you?" "My lord, your face is not so good?"
Slap! Qin Ye returned to the dormitory and closed the door. Sitting on the bed with a stern face.
Explicitly, impliedly, told him that tonight...someone will come to him! Most likely it is Chu Renmei!
"Be prepared, tonight...I am afraid it will not be a great experience. I will rest for a while and wake me up at twelve." After saying this, he lay in bed and rested.
Recharge your energy and wait for the first night of horror.
Time passed by minute by minute. Before Quan Jinghao and Liu Changmin wake him up, he woke up by himself.
Looking out from the window, even the last light in the sky disappeared, and it was late at night. The locust tree not only blocked the sunlight, but also completely blocked the moonlight. The darkness here is like Jiuyou Hell. However... the lanterns in the hallway were all lit up.
The blood-red lantern illuminates the entire first floor with blood. It seems... to announce the coming of hell.
Kwon Jinghao and Liu Changmin guarded both sides of the door. At this moment, a gong sounded in the center of the first floor.
"The sky is dry and everything is dry, watch out for the candles."
Dangdangdang... twelve consecutive sounds, the moment when the last sound fell, I don't know if it was an illusion, the lights on the entire first floor flickered slightly.
If at this moment, fall into hell.
Here...
Qin Ye, Liu Changmin, Quan Jinghao, their eyes condensed.
Desperate ghost is here.
Just now, even...she has arrived in this room!
"...you know your feelings of grievance, and it is not easy to separate if you meet... Do you remember whether the Phoenix was so happy that day, and whether you remembered the kindness of the other branches..." Suddenly, the song of selling meat and raising orphans, complaining Sounded outside the window. At the same time, there was a soft knock on the window.
Knock...knock...like death knell.
"Dare to come..." Liu Changmin and Quan Jinghao looked over.
Qin Ye didn't.
Because... as soon as the knocking sound rang, behind him... a pair of pale hands covered with black nails were already pressed on both sides of his head!
"Uh... uh uh uh..." A short breath, with incomparable resentment and hatred, sounded behind him!