Yama Rising Chapter 779: : Old Corpse in Mountain Village (3)

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Why do you want to possess?

This question is totally uncomprehending with the IQ of the two sticks. Can only express admiration and look at Qin Ye.

Why is it that I am either squeezing goods or perverted... At the critical moment, there is no one who can make suggestions... Qin Ye curled his lips and said to himself: "Possession is for the convenience of action. It has always been a ghost. So. What action does she want to facilitate? Is it possible to reflect from the side—what is there that I can do but she can’t? She needs a perfect, handsome, strong outsider body."

Liu Changmin felt a bit blocked in his throat, Quan Jinghao's mouth moved and he dared not speak.

Talking to yourself is not to pretend, but without a pen, you will be more impressed when you say it, and at any rate you can also brainstorm. As the saying goes, three stinky skins... two heads and A Jiang Wei can also top Zhuge Liang...

"Also, she wants to be possessed, why not find the people in the building, even... when Chu Renmei was still there, no one died in the Huangjia Tulou. Perhaps... because she couldn't possess Huang People from Tulou?"

"Why?"

He remembered the scene he saw in the glass window in the afternoon, and said in deep thought: "Then why can't you belong to the people of the Huangjia Tulou?"

"Because... they are all dead? Or... none of them are human?"

After groaning for a few minutes, he rubbed his chin and slowly said: "Although fate is not reliable, one thing is correct. When everyone rejects you, only one person approaches you, even if she It is a ghost, and the only breakthrough."

As for the deeper, there are too few clues for the gods to figure out.

If I can’t figure it out, I don’t want to. Just when Qin Ye was about to take a break, fate suddenly appeared, and slowly wrote on the wall, "Dear Master Qin, there are still four days before the Winter Clothes Festival..." /

"The humble one, I have to remind you that the four ghost festivals of the year are the easiest time to find that heinous soul. If not found this time, given the weirdness of the Huangjia Tulou, I am afraid only It’s only during the last Yuan Festival that there is a chance to discover the truth."

Qin Ye was stunned: "The Land Abandoned by God...is it so difficult?"

Fate paused for a while before continuing to write: "My lord, you underestimate the four words God Abandoned Land. Why doesn't Heaven care about this place? Why isn't Yin Talisman produced here? These are no accidents. Behind every sacred land, there are extremely complex causes. At least one ancient fairy, witch, and ghost have fallen here."

So... Qin Ye didn't speak any more, and slowly closed his eyes.

Anyway, the first day has passed.

I fell asleep until the next morning, and when I got up, I could already see a little golden light spot outside the unblocked window. He yawned and washed again, only then did he move the dressing table that was blocking the window sill back to its original position.

After that, he opened the window and jumped out.

I don't know if it is an illusion. Walking from the enclosed room to the nature, he smelled a light fragrance. If yes, he didn't care, but looked at the Huang Family Tulou.

The day after I came to the Tulou, all the scenery remained unchanged from yesterday. It seems like a thousand years here, it will never change.

He started to turn around the building. The familiarization work of the residents yesterday was not finished, but today, he plans to start collecting information from the left.

The occupants of the Huangjia Tulou are not complicated, lying on a bamboo chair like a dead corpse, always staring at the old locust tree. Put the winter clothes into one by one

The coffin shop owner on the paper man. The old woman with loose hair slowly shaking the fan. There are young people who are carved like abstract human wood carvings...everyone seems to be crazy.

Dead silence, loneliness, depression, madness, shrouded this earthen building, everyone is like a living dead who has lost the ability to think. No one talked to Qin Ye, even if he used too many ways to strike up a conversation.

More than two hours later, he went to where he was yesterday again.

It's still the cheongsam woman. She seems to have unfinished winter clothes. Music is still playing in the room, and the windows and doors are still closed.

However, at the moment Qin Ye approached, she raised her head in amazement and stared at him.

Qin Ye discovered that the bottom of this woman's eyes were blood red, indescribable, just like the kind of madness under the cover of reason.

She didn't move her body, her head turned to the left and then to the right, shifting to a weird angle, before she said for a long time: "You are still alive."

The first person to strike up a conversation with him!

Qin Ye felt more and more that this is a mystery. If certain conditions are met, the next "NPC" will be unlocked. The reason for this woman to speak...is it because he has lived through the first day?

"Surprise?" He smiled.

"There are some." The woman leaned against the guardrail, took out a pack of cigarettes and shook it: "Do you want it?"

"No, thank you."

The woman took out a box of matches, lightly lit it, and took a strong breath, spitting out blue smoke, her eyes looked at the big tree above her head with a blur: "Don't smoke well..."

She is not beautiful, with a horse face and small eyes. The figure is very good. Leaning against the railing, one can see the curvy lines, but it is a pity that Qin Ye has no sexual interest in things that don't know whether they are humans or ghosts.

"You have seen her." The woman flicked the soot, and said hoarsely: "You have been so many years, and you have heard that song, and you can live at night."

Qin Ye raised his eyebrows: "Who are you?"

"Huang Xiaoqing." The woman faintly looked at the sky above the black hole and muttered: "Bu Wantian's younger sister."

Who is Bu Wantian?

Qin Ye frowned, but the next second, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the woman in amazement.

Bu Wantian...Bu Wantian...

The beautiful husband of the old corpse in the mountain village is called Bu Wantian! Unexpectedly, he still has a younger sister!

No...wait, Bu Wantian, Huang Xiaoqing...

"He is not surnamed Huang?" Qin Ye looked at Huang Xiaoqing with scorching eyes: "In Huang's village, everyone is surnamed Huang. Why is he surnamed Bu?"

Huang Xiaoqing replied succinctly: "With her mother's surname. My mother's family was also a local landlord. She married Bu's family. One condition is... the son follows her surname, and the father agreed."

So that's...no, it's not right!

As if opening a window, Qin Ye remembered more.

Before, his gaze had been on Chu Renmei because the other party impressed him too deeply. But... he ignored the background of the old corpse in the mountain village!

From the beginning, he didn't think this was an old corpse in the mountain village, after all, it was just a movie. But now I want to come, why not?

Is it weird that film and reality combine?

The beauty of Chu people appeared, why is this not the location in the movie?

And... what's more coincidental is that at the beginning of the movie, it was a soul-seeking game that attracted the souls of Chu Renmei. Killed sixty-six people. And the background of this game... is called Huangjiacun!

The same Cantonese opera, the same Huangjiacun, the same Chu people's beauty, who can guarantee...The old corpse in the mountain village is not an artistically processed "documentary"?

Who can guarantee...that there is no one?

"If you start from here, there will be more clues..." His heart accelerated slightly, but he immediately suppressed the excitement and continued listening.

"That was the end of the nineties..." Huang Xiaoqing took a cigarette and slowly said, "A few people came here to investigate the beauty of Chu Renmei. Some reporters in Hong Kong, and a few others are workers. Hell. I want to come here and have a look. Seriously, I think it’s funny, they don’t even know where they are."

"A hundred years ago, this place was called Huangjia Village. The whole village was named Huang, and this earth building was built at that time."

"At that time, it was still called the school. At that time, my brother Bo Wantian was teaching in the school." Huang Xiaoqing gathered her hair, as if a smile flashed, and glanced towards the fourth floor: "This tree , He planted it at that time. And his wife is Chu Renmei."

It's right... It's all right... Qin Ye looked at Huang Xiaoqing deeply and didn't interrupt.

The other party continued: "However, soon, because of his handsome appearance, he attracted the attention of a wealthy daughter. He liked it privately, but he couldn't go further because of the beauty of Chu. So... they thought of a way. "

"I don't remember exactly how..." She sighed faintly: "I only remember that my sister-in-law was killed by rocks. But I will always remember the look in her eyes when she died..."

"That's not the look in human eyes. She didn't cry or scream, she just looked at everyone, you know...like a ghost in the night, without blinking, the back of the person who looked at was chilly In the end, she was thrown away in a barren hill."

After speaking, she sighed softly and dropped her cigarette.

Qin Ye waited for a minute before raising his eyebrows: "It's over?"

"It's over." Huang Xiaoqing waved her hand impatiently: "I have been lonely for too long to tell you this, who knows...will you die tonight?"

"Can I ask you a question?"

Huang Xiaoqing picked up the scissors again, without saying yes or not.

Qin Ye got closer and whispered: "Huangjia Village...You have lived here for so long, other residents are the same as you?"

Huang Xiaoqing wiped and cut her winter clothes. After half a minute, she said faintly: "From the left side of the door, the second uncle, the fourth master, the Chen family... these are all watching me grow up."

"Understood." Qin Ye stood up, smiled and continued to wander around.

When I walked to the door of my room, my face was already very solemn.

"My lord." Quan Jinghao's figure was printed on the glass window: "What happened?"

Qin Ye glanced at him and repeated what Huang Xiaoqing had just said verbatim, and said coldly: "What's wrong with you?"

"No..." Quan Jinghao and Liu Changmin looked at each other. Where is the problem?

"Heh..." Qin Ye gritted his teeth and looked at the night-like day, and smiled Senran: "This matter...but it happened a hundred years ago..."

"Huang Xiaoqing is Bu Wantian's younger sister, not to mention whether Chu Renmei will let him go, even if she does, she... has a high life this year?"

"One hundred two? One hundred five?"

"And...the second uncle and the fourth master who watched her grow up in her mouth, these people...two hundred years old?"

What kind of village is this?

Kwon Jinghao took a breath: "How is this... possible?!"

"This... is completely out of the laws of the world!"

Qin Ye smiled: "That's why this place is called the Land of God Abandonment."

"It's really...thrilling to think about it, so terrifying that it's creepy..."

The circled earth buildings, the disappeared villages, the locust trees that shade the clouds and the sun, the ghosts of a hundred years ago...A group of immortal monsters still kept in captivity?